So he had to find another way. Something more indirect, more subtle, better able to strike where it mattered.
If I can't convince the most stubborn one, I'll convince those still willing to listen to reason.
Two other names surfaced in Liu Zhipeng's logic core.
The lord of the Salamanders, Vulkan.
The master of the Raven Guard Watch, Corvus Corax.
According to history, these two Legions would join the landing operation on the Iron Hands' flanks. Unlike the fierce, unyielding Ferrus Manus, Vulkan, though equally loyal and courageous, possessed a deep respect for life and a radiant humanity that made him more cautious and thorough. Corax, meanwhile, was a master of guerrilla warfare, born with an animal instinct for conspiracies and traps of every kind.
Those two were the key to making this plan work!
If he could convince them, then even if he could not stop Ferrus Manus from marching to his death, he could at least prepare them for the worst and preserve a substantial force for the loyalists.
That raised a new question. What could he use to convince them?
Simply declaring, "I foresaw a betrayal," without a shred of proof would be no different from going to Ferrus Manus to get himself killed. He needed evidence, irrefutable proof powerful enough to shake even two Primarchs.
Since that evidence did not exist in this world, then...
I'll create it.
He was a Necron monarch, capable of manipulating data and energy at their most fundamental level. Forging an encrypted transmission at this era's technological standard would be easier than breathing.
The core of the plan was settled.
Step one: use his identity as "Kastor Alpha" to access the Iron Fist's strategic communications network.
Step two: intercept a rebel transmission to serve as his "raw material," then analyze its