The Battle of Calth

"Alright, that's enough about the Primarch brothers' story. Now let's talk about the Siege of Terra."

"Wait a minute."

"What is it now, Great Angel?"

The Great Angel was finally able to stop talking and start asking questions, but it was not to be underestimated that there were already dozens of empty baskets around Great Angel.

Having just heard about Fulgrim's series of changes, the Great Angel's psychological pressure skyrocketed, and he could only vent it on the Fruit.

The Fruit supply is currently temporarily cut off, Great Angel wants to ask how the other brothers are doing.

"Sanguinius, perhaps you should refrain from asking your question for now."

Curze now just wants Sanguinius to shut up.

It was quite obvious that after the Night Haunter finished recounting Fulgrim's series of changes, the resentment in his heart dissipated considerably, and he finally showed some restraint in his words.

If Sanguinius asked something he shouldn't have at this moment, wouldn't he be doomed?

Sanguinius glanced at Curze, then at the Night Haunter, and then suppressed his curiosity.

It's best for him not to ask about things that would make Curze object.

But it was too late.

"Very well, Sanguinius, my dear Great Angel, since you have asked so sincerely, I will mercifully tell you!"

"Night Haunter, wait! Sanguinius hasn't asked yet!" Curze quickly interjected to stop him.

"Yes, yes, I haven't asked yet."

"Then let me ask you, Sanguinius, do you have such thoughts?"

"Um... Curze, should I even be having these thoughts now?"

Curze glanced at Sanguinius with utter exasperation, then shrugged.

It's over.

"It's good that you have this thought; I'll be merciful and tell you."

"Then let's begin with another major case, the Battle of Calth."

Let's turn back the clock to shortly after the events of the Isstvan III incident.

"At that time, due to the obstruction of the Warp Storm, not many people actually knew the truth that Horus had betrayed them."

"Taking advantage of this lull, Horus issued orders to the Thirteenth Legion, which he had already transferred."

"He ordered the Ultramarines and Word Bearers to assemble in Calth, after the Ultramarines had been transferred to conquer an Ork Empire."

"After the Horus Heresy, Horus tried to get the Word Bearers and the Ultramarines to cooperate, but the two sides had different ideas."

"The Ultramarines believe this is a crucial moment for repairing relations between the two Legions, following the events of Monarchia."

"But in the eyes of the Word Bearers, they came here for revenge. The Monarchia reduced to ashes, the Legion's soldiers all kneeling—only revenge could resolve such humiliation."

As he spoke, the Night Haunter picked up a floor tile that had just been removed from the Vulkan. He held the tile up to Lorgar and asked a question.

"Come on, Lorgar, guess what I have in my hand?"

"Isn't this just a brick?"

The Night Haunter simply smiled and did not answer immediately, then he crushed the brick into powder.

"This is the Monarchia, my dear brother."

Upon hearing the Night Haunter's words, all the Primarch present were momentarily speechless.

This is utterly absurd.

But the Night Haunter ignored everyone's expressions and continued recounting what happened next.

"As the first group of Word Bearers, led by their Chief Chaplain Erebus, arrived in Calth, the Ultramarines treated them with the utmost respect."

"They chatted amiably at the banquet, but beneath the smiles of those Word Bearers lay a vicious betrayal and hatred."

"During this process, the Ultramarines were completely unaware that the radio was transmitting things that even the Adeptus Mechanicus couldn't understand, including some strange chanting."

"In fact, even if the Ultramarines discover these things, Lieutenant General the midst of their busy schedules; this is a drawback of the Ultramarines."

"I must admit, Roboute, your Legion is incredibly powerful under your management. In the original Fate, your Legion had 250,000 Space Marines, and countless Imperialis Militia."

"Other Primarch recruit soldiers from their Homeworlds, but you recruit directly from your Homeworld system. The 500 Worlds of Ultramar are your foundation."

"Your Legion is known for its discipline, but that is also your weakness; you never imagined another Legion would attack you."

"I need to specifically commend one person here, Red Helm, Irnid Seer."

"In Roboute's Legion, Seer was the first officer to propose using other Space Marine Legions as hypothetical enemies."

If anyone else had said those words, Guilliman would have refuted them without hesitation.

However, since this person is the Night Haunter, he cannot refute it, because Night Haunter is saying is about events that occurred on another path of destiny, and Seer has indeed already put on the red helmet.

"Oh, now that you mention it, I do remember seeing an Ultramarines wearing a red helmet once."

"Russ, can you please shut up?"

"Just say what I see, Roboute, why are you in such a hurry?"

"In the original destiny, Roboute made Seer wear the red helmet as punishment, but with the occurrence of the Horus Heresy, Seer's foresight was proven correct."

"From this moment on, the Red Helm is no longer a punishment, but an honor. Through his own efforts, he has reversed the meaning of the Red Helm."

"Oh, by the way, Roboute, by the way, who is Seer's hypothetical enemy in this world?"

Roboute felt a little embarrassed listening to the Night Haunter's question.

"This... that..."

"Looks like there's no need to guess anymore, it's the Eighth Legion, isn't it?" the Night Haunter asked with a smile.

Seeing the Night Haunter's smile, Roboute felt a little scared.

"And given Roboute's personality, I reckon there are definitely more than just ordinary Space Marines from the Eighth Legion."

"If I'm not mistaken, there must be the Evernight Legion, and perhaps even Council of Thirteen, right?"

"Ahem, Curze, about this..."

"Alright, then it's confirmed to be true." Curze said nonchalantly.

Seeing Curze's nonchalant attitude only made Guilliman more panicked.

"As expected of you, ambitious Guilliman," the Night Haunter said with a smile.

"But I am loyal!"

"Ambition and loyalty are not mutually exclusive," said the Night Haunter.

"Night Haunter, I..."

"Alright, Night Haunter, stop teasing him," Curze said with a laugh, trying to defuse the situation.

"Roboute, tell me, has your officer Seer discovered any weaknesses?"

"Curze, I really..."

"Our Pusilock within our Legion typically consider the Space Marine Legion as their hypothetical enemy, and for now, we believe ourselves to be invincible."

"I don't know if he's lying to me, so we can verify it between each other."

"The Boss, I'm the top student in the Command Division, you can't doubt my professionalism."