The Night Haunter, whose appearance had thrown the entire city into turmoil and nearly driven the two primarchs to blows, had long since escaped the Ultramarines and mortal auxilia's manhunt. It had not been difficult.
When it came to stealth, only Corvus Corax, primarch of the Nineteenth Legion, could surpass Konrad. If the Night Haunter wanted to leave, no one could stop him.
Unlike the phantom specters triggered when Dantioch had attempted to calibrate the Pharos beacon, there was now a real ghost wandering through the city of Macragge.
At that moment, the Night Haunter was climbing the ancient walls of Hera Fortress. His claws pierced the cracks in the masonry with ease, allowing him to flicker through the air like a true bat.
Guided by prophecy, Konrad easily found flaws in the Ultramarines' patrols and infiltrated the historic Fortress of Hera.
"Guilliman's whelps are all wrapped in tough shells, but that only makes it more entertaining."
The Night Haunter moved through the darkness. He had discovered Guilliman's open scheme: once he killed any mortal or Ultramarine, his position would immediately be exposed.
The Nostraman had no choice but to suppress his urge to kill and carefully conceal his tracks.
Normally, he only needed to kill everyone who saw him to carry out a perfect infiltration. Now the difficulty had increased; he had to be even more meticulous.
But it was all worth it. He would show these arrogant Ultramarines what fear truly was.
"We suspect he has already escaped. The carpet search of Macragge has yielded nothing. It is as if he vanished into thin air."
Lox passed the uploaded report to Guilliman. At the same time, he had identified every surveillance camera, slave laborer, Servitor, and anything else in the city that could connect to the thought-space,