Evernight Descends

"Dante, inform our troops to provide cover for the Eighth Legion and let them fight a good battle."

"Yes, Father."

Looking at the current capabilities and fighting style of the Eighth Legion, Dante couldn't imagine that they shared the same designation as the Eighth Legion in his own world.

In his world, the Eighth Legion was a group of madmen, criminals, and terrorists driven insane by Prophecy.

But here, the Eighth Legion is the Imperium's elite, the backbone of the Judicial System, and a reliable comrade-in-arms on the battlefield to whom one can entrust their back.

This really must be a dream.

And it's a 100% perfect dream.

Living in an era of Great Crusade, my father was by my side, and my brothers were strong and reliable.

Even in the 41st Millennium of his world, those Astartes who betrayed the Imperium would be proud of the Great Crusade.

Right now, he is on the battlefield, right here, participating in the Great Crusade.

"Sevatar, I'm here to help you!"

Dante sped forward, and the Evernight Network instantly absorbed him.

"Welcome, my fellow warriors. Evernight Network can be considered a real-time feedback system for the battlefield. No further explanation needed. Kill the enemy."

Dante understood everything the moment Sandamel finished speaking.

Because this Evernight Network is truly defying the heavens.

The instant he entered the network, a massive amount of information flooded Dante's mind.

It is a comprehensive battlefield assessment, based on strategic intelligence, analysis, and processing of all enemies observed by the Evernight Legion on the battlefield.

He could even sense a different kind of information being shared with the Glasses combat brethren of the Eighth Legion Primarch through the network.

He's already envisioning the development plans for this Planet!

This is the mindset of Ultramarines.

Unbelievable, the Eighth Legion of this world is utterly unbelievable.

The speed of the White Scars, the combat style of the Space Wolves, the positional warfare of the Iron Warriors, the frequency of use of the Dark Angels' Exterminatus, and now even the governance mindset of the Ultramarines.

Of course, besides these characteristics, they also have their greatest advantage.

It was also during the 41st Millennium of his world that the legend of the Eighth Legion was passed down orally.

Law justice and absolute Order.

It all felt like a beautiful dream.

However, compared to Dante's pleasant mood at this moment, Curze's mood was not so good.

Because he fundamentally altered the very nature of his subspace.

Therefore, his Psychic Power abilities are actually quite limited in terms of war coordination.

Curze also had an understanding of the Warp Essence.

Nowadays, it is mainly reflected in the four words: fairness and justice.

Simply put, it's a 50/50 situation.

When a 50/50 split is impossible, it will improve the overall combat effectiveness of the team.

But he was also driven crazy by the documents; he wanted to be a berserker and kill enemies fiercely.

It seems you need some help, my brother.

"Night Haunter? What do you plan to do?"

"You can hand over the operational control of the Evernight Network to me."

Are you sure everything is okay?

"Haha, my brother, I'm Primarch just like you, and I'm even more skilled than you at using Psychic Powers."

"Alright, prepare to connect."

"Come."

Buzz.

In an instant, the two completed the handover of the Evernight Network.

At this moment, both the Evernight Legion and the Blood Angels felt a tremendous change.

First, the perception of the Evernight Network has become clearer and more accurate.

Secondly, they are more difficult to track, faster, stronger, and more alert.

From the perspective of the Blood Angels, the Evernight Legion has undergone a complete transformation at this moment.

The sky above the Evernight Legion turned pitch black.

Cool as a summer night, still as a spring breeze.

It brings about a silent death.

"Is this the true strength of the Evernight Legion? What are those bastards in the Adeptus Administratum doing?"

Seeing the performance of the Eighth Legion, Sanguinius felt he needed to go back and have a serious talk with the Administratum.

Look at the Eighth Legion, and then look at its Primarch; just look at how powerful they are in combat.

Why specifically place them in the back office to process documents?

Isn't this exactly what Roboute excels at?

Let him handle operations.

Each Primarch has its own strengths. War talents like those in the Eighth Legion should be used on the battlefield. What's the point of putting them in the back to approve documents?

At that moment, Roboute, who was fighting in another star sector, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

In fact, he's had this feeling a lot lately.

I don't know if something bad is going to happen, but I always feel like someone is watching me.

On the battlefield, the Eighth Legion was now unleashing its fury, and in less than half an hour, all the enemies were annihilated.

"Well done, brother."

"Hahaha, that's great! So great!"

Looking at the excited-looking Curze, Sanguinius was a little scared. Could there be something wrong with the Eighth Legion's Gene-seed?

Although Curze said that none of his brothers had received the Gene-seed, if the Gene-seed itself is problematic, it will cause issues with subsequent recruitment of soldiers.

"Brother, you should calm down."

Curze sensed a Psychic Power, which was calming him down.

"Don't be too nervous, Sanguinius. My brothers and I are fine; it's just that dealing with affairs in the Imperium is too stressful."

"Now that we've finally got a war to fight, and it's even real combat, there's bound to be some excitement."

Then Curze relaxed, and Sanguinius looked at him and found it somewhat strange.

Because at this moment, Curze was indeed perfectly fine; his consciousness was extremely calm, like the depths of the ocean.

"Handling government affairs must be exhausting, right?"

"It's alright, but it's true that processing Imperium documents helps enhance the army's combat effectiveness."

"Real?"

"Just tell me, isn't it strong or not?"

That seems really strong.

"Perhaps I should send my Legions to gain experience within the Imperium's administrative system."

Sanguinius could see that the strength of the Eighth Legion, besides its own qualities, did indeed have something else, perhaps it was something honed within the Imperium Civil Servant System.

"Yes, go practice in the Imperium's Civil Servant System, you'll definitely become very strong." Curze said with a heartfelt smile.

Don't worry about how you got stronger, just tell me if you're strong or not.

Just tell me if you want to become stronger.

If you're interested, you've come to the right place. Come join the Imperium Civil Servant System!

Curze was very pleased. If the Blood Angels could enter the Imperium Civil Servant system, the pressure on the Eighth Legion would be much less.

Moreover, Sanguinius himself was a cunning and shrewd man, and he learned this from his brother; it's called putting what you've learned to practical use.

Sanguinius was also very happy, because he could sense that Curze's happiness at that moment was genuine.