A Brief History of the Eighth Legion

Soon, the Eighth Legion Corps arrived at the second line of the Great Crusade.

This is no easier than the front line. While the front line is a matter of life and death, the second line is responsible for consolidating the gains.

Perturabo and his Legion are here.

"Tsk tsk, who said the IV Legion only knows how to conquer and plunder? I think the IV Legion is quite good at building houses too!" Talos exclaimed sincerely as he looked at the defensive line on the planet's orbit.

"It's a pity that Defensio is staying in Nostramo, in charge of the Homeworld's Fortifications. Otherwise, if we sent Defensio to Fourth Brother's Legion to learn for a while, he would definitely make great progress."

"The Boss, you'd better not let Dorn hear what you're saying. The Primarch of the White Scars just called, and it's obvious he's after Sandamel."

"Besides, we're currently in the IV Legion's defense zone. Do you want those two to fight each other?"

Shen's reminder Curze it to mind.

If we're talking about the 13-member Council of the Long Night, who's the most skilled at building Fortifications?

Without a doubt, it's Defensio.

There is no other reason.

Defensio is Trazyn's apprentice.

That's right, it was the disciple of Trazyn the Infinite from the Nihilakh Dynasty, which was known for its emphasis on defense.

While he may not be as good as the Primarch in terms of the construction and practicality of Fortifications, he is definitely the best below the Primarch.

As for some of the cutting-edge technologies in engineering and construction, he is definitely stronger than the Primarch.

Don't ask, the answer is simply that Necron Technology is awe-inspiring.

Meanwhile, on the side of the White Scars.

"You bastard, Curze, how dare you hang up on me!"

"What's wrong, Khan? Still can't get in touch with Curze?"

"Sanguinius, you don't know, Curze just hung up on me."

"It's alright. If you can't find Curze, you can ask your Uncle. There's an old saying in Nostramo: 'The squeaky wheel gets the grease.'"

That makes sense!

After receiving guidance from the Great Angel, Khan hurriedly called Han Mingxuan.

Of course, Khan n't the only one who called Han Mingxuan.

Besides Khan, there are also Dark Angels, Imperial Fists, Iron Warriors, Iron Hands, Luna Wolves, and Space Wolves.

As for why there are so many people...

This is naturally because of our wise and beloved Great Angel.

A major announcement was made to the other Legions.

It was that concise history of the Legion Primarch all Primarch remembered but never paid any attention to.

"Lion El'Jonson, my brother, you really should read a brief history of the Eighth Legion. You should pay special attention to that young man named Aequus Mordred; he's simply a noble Knights."

"Oh, Perturabo, you've worked hard on the construction, but please take a look at the brief history of the Eighth Legion when you have a moment."

"Look at these spirited young men in the Council of the Long Night, and look at that boy named Defensio —he's the strongest shield in the entire Council of the Long Night!"

"That's right, that's right, Dorn, my dear brother, look at Defensio, and think of Sevatar, and you'll know how rare this child is."

"Oh, my dear Wolf of Fenris, look at that man, look at that man named Impetus."

"A master of decapitation strikes, the Eighth Legion's sharpest spear; you really should look at his resume."

"Is this Ferrus Manus? My dear brother, it's so good to get in touch with you."

"Look at Agrid, the master of positional warfare! Haven't you been searching for the perfect way to combine humans and machines? The best example is right before your eyes!"

"Russ, it's been a long time. I'm here today to give you a deeper understanding of the Eighth Legion and their Legion history."

"Look at that young man named Animus, he's a master at boosting morale throughout the entire Legion!"

Within just 10 minutes, Sanguinius had given his brothers, who were within his reach, a brief history of the Eighth Legion.

But... didn't they already have the Eighth Legion's Gene-seed injected into them?

This was the most pressing issue for all the Legion Primarch at the time.

"So Curze didn't tell you? His personal guards weren't injected with Gene-seed."

"Curze actually hid something from me, his brother! Hiding such a secret is shameful!"

"Don't get agitated, Lion El'Jonson. Perhaps we should talk to him face to face," Horus said.

"I'm off now," Dorn messaged.

"I'm already in the second tier; my fleet needs someone like Sandamel."

"A noble Knights? Heh, perhaps I should teach him the true Chivalry."

"Curze has entered my defensive zone, but I haven't seen Defensio, whom you mentioned."

He should be in Nostramo, not on the campaign.

Perturabo and Dorn took note of the Great Angel's words and felt it necessary to make time to visit Nostramo and meet the young man.

While we're at it, let's build up Nostramo's defenses.

At the same time, Curze, who had just arrived at the IV Legion's defense zone, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Then the names of the 13-member Council of the Long Night, along with a brief history of the Legion, flashed through his mind.

Something's not right.

Something's not right.

"Shen."

"The Boss."

"Investigate the situation of the brothers who didn't go on the expedition, focusing on those listed in the Legion's brief history."

Soon, Curze received the news.

"Defensio is still in Nostramo, currently lying low, while Impetus is in the military camp, coordinating the next steps in the Anti-Corruption plan with Slazov."

"Animus is shuttling between Terra and Nostramo, planning the Legion's first recruitment."

Hearing that his brothers were all alright, Curze was relieved.

Although I don't know why I have this premonition, my premonitions are never wrong.

"This is the Flagship of the IV Legion. Please state your affiliation and purpose."

"We are the Department of General Affairs Supply Convoy, from the Eighth Legion, here to deliver supplies."

The spacecraft successfully docked and landed, and Curze was able to meet Perturabo as he had hoped.

"Fourth Brother, long time no see! You look much more energetic than last time."

"Last time?"

"Yes, you seemed a bit listless last time, but now you look much more peaceful."

"Perhaps, my brother, how long do you plan to stay here?"

"I'll leave after I drop off the supplies. It should only be two or three days. After all, as you know, our missions are already scheduled for 50 years into the future."

Perturabo paused for a moment upon hearing this.

He originally wanted to show Curze the results of his current construction work, but Curze said he was busy and asked if he could leave.

But was Curze genuinely busy, or was he deliberately avoiding seeing his work?

This put Perturabo in a dilemma.

However, it wasn't long before Perturabo stopped worrying about it, because he looked at an area on his arm.

A Wrench was embedded in the right arm of his Artificer Power Armour.

It was a gift from his Uncle.

"Curze, come and see the results of my construction. Also, you might need to stay here for a few more days."