War Approaches

"I have my own mission, and now is the time for me to carry it out."

My own mission?

"Angron, do you still remember the Evernight Secret Edict?"

"Of course I remember, but why are you bringing this up now?"

"Because my mission is related to the Evernight Secret Edict, and the details of the Eternal Evernight Secret Edict were as follows."

As he spoke, Vulkan took a pendant off his person.

"Is this a pen?"

Angron could tell that this pen was probably for Mortals; it was still too small for the Primarch.

"Yes, this is the pen that Uncle uses."

"The pen Uncle uses? Doesn't he always carry his pen with him?"

"That's a high-quality replica, but none of that matters. In the Evernight Command that my Uncle wrote for me, he told me that he didn't know what would happen next either, and he hoped that I could quickly become proficient in using this pen."

"It seems the time has come."

Does Curze know about this?

"My Uncle didn't tell him, and of all my brothers, I'm the only one who can use this pen."

As he spoke, Vulkan began to write, but Angron soon noticed that Vulkan's body was rapidly withering away.

"Stop! What are you doing!"

"This is the price for using this pen, Angron. Apart from your Uncle, anyone else who uses it must pay with their life."

"And I am the only Perpetual among all my brothers, only I am qualified to use this pen, and only I can minimize the damage."

No, why did you do that!

Angron couldn't understand Vulkan's motives for doing this, especially since they had already located their Uncle and were about to go to his aid.

But at this moment, Vulkan took out his pen and, in a way that was almost self-sacrificing, used a power he could not otherwise use.

"That's precisely the reason; the power required for Angron to travel from our world to another world is far too great."

"If it were just a small-scale support operation with a few hundred people, that passage could hold out. But now, nearly half of the Legion needs to go through, and a god is going to accompany them."

"If you don't use such power to stabilize that passage, you will be lost in the torrent of fate."

"But this shouldn't come at the cost of your life!"

"Alright, Angron, from the moment I received this pen, I understood that there are some things only I can do, and only I can do."

"I will use this immense power to protect you, but don't worry, I will recover quickly."

A layer of blue-gold light enveloped the entire fleet led by Angron.

After doing all this, the guards who accompanied Vulkan took him back to Nocturne.

And so, with a heavy heart, Angron reunited with the God of War.

"Angron, sometimes, some things, though costly, have to be done."

Did you already know all this?

"No, it's a reasonable deduction after the Lord of Drakes took out that pen."

Angron nodded. He was surprised by his Uncle's arrangements for Vulkan, but similarly, their primary task now was to go and provide support.

Shall we set off now?

"Yes, Xiulikas will use the power of the Klein bottle to open the teleportation array for us. Let's go."

Frontline battlefield during the 40K era.

Almost a year has passed since Han Mingxuan last connected with 30K.

The Great Devourer was more patient than anyone in the Imperium could have imagined.

But this also gave the Imperium ample time to prepare in all aspects.

The Eighth Legion and Ninth Legion, as the main forces in this war, had long been ready for battle.

The Necrons also gathered all the fleets they could muster and waited at the edge of the battlefield.

At the same time, the existing Primarch of the Imperium fused all their sub-corpses into a new Legion.

With his absolute authority and dominance at the highest levels of the Imperium, Sinleech consolidated all power in his own hands.

For this war, the entire Imperium, from its Bureaucratic System to its military system, was integrated into a unified whole under Sinleech.

Then, the Dark Angels, the Night Lords, the Blood Angels, the Salamanders, and the Raven Guard.

Five Primarch led five Legions, holding the line on the battlefield.

In addition, the Thirteenth Legion, the largest and most populous force, has deployed nearly half of its strength to provide support.

Of course, besides these, there is another behemoth on its way.

The Seventh Legion's Phalanx.

What's the situation with Imperial Fists?

"Lion El'Jonson, according to the news we just received, the Imperial Fists is heading this way aboard the Phalanx, and they say they're accompanied by a powerful force."

However, the other party was vague about what exactly this assistance was.

"Sanguinius, you should know that in the current situation, vague information should be thoroughly investigated."

"Trust them. Dorn's Scions, like Dorn himself, will be our most reliable allies in the most crucial moments."

After Lion El'Jonson and his men resolved most of the Orks crisis, they handed the battlefield over to Yarrick.

What followed on the Orks was the fateful duel between Yarrick and the Ghazghkull Thraka.

The Imperium currently has five Primarch, so it wouldn't be a problem to spare one of them to organize the Orks.

The problem lies in the fact that the Hive Mind itself has intervened.

This time, they are not facing just one Hive Fleet, but all of Hive Fleet.

If they lost this war against the Tyranids, then they didn't just lose a single sector or region.

They will lose the future of all humanity.

With this thought in mind, Lion El'Jonson looked at the Night Haunter beside him.

What's the situation with the Tyranids?

"Reporting to the esteemed Warmaster, according to Xiao Ning's information, our vanguard will engage the Tyranids force in no more than half an hour."

Konrad!

"Hey, hey, don't overreact, old Lion."

"I'm calling you 'Warmaster' to give you face; doesn't that show how capable you are?"

"You bastard."

"Alright, you two, get ready for battle."

Sanguinius was surprised that even at this point, the two of them still had the leisure to bicker.

"Everyone be careful. My squad has already engaged the Tyranids vanguard. It's now confirmed that the Tyranids have undergone specialized evolution in preparation for this war."

"Basically, every Tyranids combat group has one or two Psychic Power Zoanthrope."

"Corvus, so according to the intelligence you've gathered so far, the Great Devourer has personally intervened?"

"Yes, Sanguinius, every Tyranids is an extension of the Great Devourer itself, and the Great Devourer has disregarded cost in order to achieve its desired result."

"Okay, we understand. Be careful over there."

"Okay, I'll try my best to lure the Tyranids to our designated battlefield position."

Within the Eye of Terror, Han Mingxuan and the Grey Knights waited silently.

To ensure that the war between the Imperium of Man and the Tyranids is not interrupted.

The Emperor manifested directly.

All the thousands of Grey Knights on Saturn VI, including the Supreme Grand Master himself, were under Han Mingxuan's command.

In addition, the Dawn Army Group's special operations teams and the Grey Knights underwent a long period of integration.

They are now the sharpest blade against Chaos.

"War is about to begin, Draigo."

"Everything for the Emperor, sir."

Draigo stared at Han Mingxuan, who was standing unharmed amidst the Chaos, and he simply couldn't believe that this was an ordinary person.

If it weren't for the Emperor's divine intervention telling him that this man's interests aligned with the Imperium's, he probably would have thought this man was a Chaos Gods.