Siege of Terra

"Listen up, those inside the city walls! Lay down your weapons and leave this place, and you will be forgiven!"

"Or take up your weapons and join the Warmaster's great cause!"

Among the rebels outside the city walls, the Word Bearers led a psychological offensive against the Imperialis Militia inside the walls.

"The idea that surrendering and laying down your arms guarantees survival is a huge problem in the current situation."

The Space Marine defending the city spoke first, not because he distrusted the Imperialis Militia within the Solar System, but because the conditions offered by the enemy were far too tempting.

"Lay down your weapons, open the city gates, and you can live. It's a huge temptation, and I've even considered leaving my post."

In the scene, everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came, and Great Angel appeared before them.

"My comrades, I don't want to deceive you now. This war is difficult, and it may not even be won."

"If we stay here, we will most likely die in battle. No, we will definitely die in battle, warriors of the Imperium. I will not ask you to go and die."

Even I am struggling internally; the Demigod within me is telling me to leave this dangerous place.

"From now on, if anyone wants to leave, I will not blame you; I will wish you well."

"But my human side compels me to stay. Fate has placed me here, so I will stand here, no matter what kind of enemy I face."

"If fate decrees my death, I will behead my last enemy before I die; I will never leave!"

"Let's go, soldiers, I'll buy you some time."

"We are warriors, we will not leave." An Imperialis Militia stepped forward.

"That's right, we won't leave. We stand here, we are still warriors."

"This war is a war for all mankind. Just as you said, fate has brought us here, so we will stand here and never leave."

More and more Imperialis Militia responded to Sanguinius, returning to their posts, guns loaded, their eyes fixed on the approaching rebels.

Sanguinius glanced at the scene, deeply imprinting these brave Mortals in his heart, and then charged directly into the battlefield.

"You don't look too good in the footage, Sanguinius."

"Mortarion, if I didn't know you were indestructible now, I would have thought you were about to Daemonhood," Sanguinius said.

It's obvious that he/she is in a weakened state in the picture.

"In fact, the Great Angel was always at low health during the Siege of Terra," Curze added. "Even at that time, he had already killed a Daemon."

"Then why isn't it showing up in the video?"

"Isn't it obvious, Fulgrim?" Curze didn't offer any further explanation, simply shrugging.

Fulgrim understood why it wasn't displayed: it was because the Klein bottle was defective.

"But why hasn't the Great Angel's fighting power weakened? Instead, it's become so strong." Ferrus Manus asked.

"That's strange to me too," Curze said.

Curze knew about the strength of the Great Angel' combat power, but Curze couldn't understand a scene like the one shown where they were going on a rampage like this. Even the Night Haunter hadn't explained it in detail.

At this moment, the God of War provided a very timely answer.

"Sanguinius is very clever," said the God of War.

"For ordinary warriors and generals, if their Fated Death Prophecy, their condition will be affected until that Fated Death arrives."

"Fated Death is Prophecy to happen, but what happens before it happens is determined by oneself."

"So, during the lull before his Fated Death, Sanguinius borrowed the power of fate?" the Khan said.

"That's fair to say; it's quite clear that Sanguinius is no ordinary general."

He understood that since he could not escape his Fated Death, he would be invincible until that Fated Death came.

The people sitting next to Sanguinius looked at him, never expecting that Sanguinius would have such unconventional thinking.

"Indeed, as the God of War said, if I had been in that position, facing my Fated Death, then I would have done the same."

"That's indeed the case. Sanguinius used his wisdom and borrowed the help of fate, and then he unleashed his full power," the Night Haunter said, having recovered his composure.

"And then what?"

"Dorn, could you please ask fewer questions?" Lion El'Jonson said, frowning.

At a time like this, of all people to ask, why ask the Night Haunter? Isn't that just making things difficult for yourself?

"Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll tell you. The Great Angel was indeed very powerful at that time, but his Fated Death is imminent."

The Great Angel's Fated Death.

"At what time?"

"Dorn, shut up!" Lion El'Jonson's face turned bright red.

The Death of the Great Angel.

Just hearing about or seeing something like this is horrifying, let alone witnessing it.

"Alright, alright, Dorn, it seems this Klein bottle doesn't tell the whole story, so let me fill in the gaps."

The Night Haunter adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position and began to recount some of the things that had leaked from the Klein bottle.

"In fact, before these two scenes, the rebels did not directly invade the Solar System, because the loyalists made great sacrifices, constantly slowing down the rebels' advance."

"During this time, Sigismund, the legendary swordsman and captain of the Imperial Fist Company, clashed with Horus Eichmann, and then he severed one of Eichmann's arms."

"Given Perturabo's own military command abilities, even though Warmaster Horus didn't show up at that time, the pressure on the loyalists was still immense."

The others looked at Perturabo, but Perturabo didn't respond.

"Don't look at me like that. Whether it's loyalty or betrayal, I am still the Primarch, and my abilities are beyond question."

"Ah, yes, Perturaber is right. Back when we were facing the Walls of Terra, you watched as Abaddon annihilated the entire Justaerin."

"What?"

Hearing the Night Haunter say that Abaddon had destroyed the entire Justaerin, Horus's heart was bleeding with pain.

That's Justaerin, after all.

The elite of the XVI Legion was thus destroyed by Abaddon.

"Who knows? Anyway, the whole Heresy faction was pretty crazy back then, plus your son wasn't exactly bright."

"He said he saw a weakness in the Dorn defenses, and at that time Abaddon claimed that the era of the Primarch was over."

"Pfft! Haha!"

Mortarion!

"Excuse me, Horus, let me laugh for a moment."

The era of the Primarch is over; how dare Abaddon say such a thing?

As for Abaddon himself?

Listening to the Night Haunter's detailed explanations, which were enough to make him want to die, Abaddon immediately wanted to activate his feigned death state.

But Sejanus did not allow his plan to succeed.

"Listen carefully, Abaddon. This is the you you were destined to be, not the you you are now. You don't need to blame yourself for it."

"It was indeed a bit embarrassing."

"Sejanus, can you please not bring this up?"