He could not finish what he was saying.
The intelligence was simply too detailed, too authentic. The tactical deployments it described and its precise analysis of their personalities left him unable to refute it.
Above all, the order's signing key had been repeatedly verified by the Iron Fist's logic engines, and there was only one result-
Authentic. Valid.
Corax's expression had grown as dark as his Power Armour. He had not flown into a rage like Ferrus Manus or tried to soothe him like Vulkan. He simply stared at the intelligence, his supercomputer-like mind frantically analyzing every detail and extrapolating every possibility.
At last, he reached a conclusion that chilled even him to the bone.
"...This is a... perfect trap." His voice was dry and hoarse. "Horus doesn't merely want to defeat us. He wants to... erase all three of our legions from this universe. Completely."
His words were the final straw, snapping what remained of Ferrus Manus's reason.
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
A roar filled with boundless anguish and fury erupted from the Lord of Iron!
The roar became a tangible sonic wave, battering every corner of the Heart of Iron! The sturdy walls groaned beneath its force. Some of the lower-powered displays even burst into brilliant showers of sparks!
"HORUS!!!!!!"
"FULGRIM!!!!!"
"You... damned... traitors!!!!!"
He suddenly drove his fist into the sturdy adamantium console!
BOOM!!!!!
This time, it did not merely dent.
The entire adamantium console, along with all the intricate logic engines and energy conduits inside it, was smashed into a heap of twisted, mangled, sparking scrap beneath that single punch!
"I'll kill them! I'm going down there now! I'll crush every bone in their bodies! One! By! One!!!"
He turned, his eyes bloodred with fury, and glared at Vulkan and Corax.
**"What are you waiting for?! Muster the fleet!