The Script Was Wrong (1)

The Lord of Iron, whose life is filled with hatred and rage, and who spends his days in conquest.

The way he finally found his home was surprisingly elegant.

So silently.

In the end, only he stood before his tombstone.

"You're right, Lord of Iron. Perhaps only the wise man himself can truly preside over his funeral."

"It's difficult for conflicted people like you and me to allow others to officiate at their funerals."

Having resolved the remaining issues, Perturabo found Lorgar.

"Leave this to me; you take care of things at the front."

Fourth Brother, are you sure everything's okay?

"Don't worry, I know that with my intelligence and pride, I won't allow myself to resort to underhanded tactics."

"Alright, I'll take some people to the Warp. You can make the arrangements here."

After the two brothers said goodbye, Perturabo made a decision.

"I have seen clearly what you did on the battlefield."

"You have abandoned your own Gene-Father, which is an unforgivable sin."

"But similarly, in the very end, whatever your reasons, you chose the right answer."

"My lord, let's Decimation! We're willing to do it!"

These Iron Warriors knew that now, if they wanted to gain this great man's forgiveness, they had to show their resolve.

"In the past, I would have gladly agreed to your suggestion, but now, I would not bring myself to kill my own Scions."

You need to atone for your sins.

After saying this, Perturabo left, leaving the Iron Warriors standing there trembling with fear.

Perturabo, after leaving this place, found Guilliman, who was about to go to the front lines.

"Wait, Roboute, there's something I need to tell you."

"We're about to launch a major offensive against Chaos. We can discuss this later."

"Roboute, now that we're facing Chaos, there are more suitable candidates, and you're in a more suitable position."

"Besides, only you can do this next thing."

Guilliman looked around at his brothers and suddenly felt quite relaxed.

"Alright, Perturabo, what's up?"

"I have an idea about those Iron Warriors who were captured on the battlefield."

What kind of idea is it?

"Paint their Power Armour blue and then send it to the Administratum."

"Their sins are grave, and they need to atone. The Administratum is a good place for atonement."

Fortunately, the Iron Warriors of the 30K era are not here.

Otherwise, they might become depressed.

Their Gene-Father knew perfectly well what kind of place the Administratum was, yet he still made them Eleven-Choice Examination National Day holiday.

Anyone would become depressed in this situation.

Are you... sure?

Guilliman never expected that the Lord of Iron would so easily reveal his plans for the future of the Space Marines in just a few words.

It was at this moment that Guilliman remembered what Lorgar had just said.

Perturabo was a wise man born with innate knowledge.

"Of course. The Imperium of Man can't keep at war forever; it needs to be governed, and the Space Marines are the best administrators."

Guilliman suddenly felt understood.

But this feeling was absurd. Although the other party was from 30K, the actions of the Lord of Iron were still vivid in his mind.

It's utterly absurd, absolutely absurd.

"I'll stay and assist you. Leave the frontline matters to Lorgar Jia."

"Okay... alright."

Perturabo patted Guilliman on the shoulder. "Even though you just woke up not long ago, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"I have experience with Space Marines joining the Administratum. Feel free to ask me anything you don't understand."

Guilliman has tried his best to accept the current situation, but acceptance is not the same as recognition.

It's still too difficult to accept.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lorgar had already mustered his troops and set off towards the Eye of Terror.

What should we do next?

"It's not realistic to directly target the Daemon Princes of the other Chaos Gods right now, so we need to focus on one at a time."

"Catching orders? You mean... Lorgar?" Corvus said, somewhat incredulously.

"Smart. Now Lorgar has sided with Chaos, Chun Chun is just a nobody by the roadside."

"Furthermore, he is bound to the spell that can fully open the Great Rift, and he doesn't have any powerful backers."

"What we need to do now is to eliminate as many of Chaos's existing forces as possible."

Therefore, causing him trouble is the most cost-effective approach.

"Luo Jia 'Lorgar serious injury nearly turned Cadia into Daemon World. If he dies, what will happen to the influence of that sorcerer?"

When Corvus first encountered this incredibly upright Lorgar, he was a little hesitant to mention the other Lorgar.

But this guy on the other side, who's from the 30K club, seems to deeply resent his other self.

"Don't worry, so what if the Great Rift opens up?"

"If we eliminate Lorgar, how many Chaos Primarch will be left in the Warp?"

"Even if the Great Rift opens then, how will Chaos fight back?"

"Moreover, the unfolding of the Great Rift is something that is destined to happen. We cannot stop it. If we do not actively make it unfold, something else will make it unfold."

"We let it open on its own; thankfully, it was something we could control."

"If this kind of thing were to be done by another Warp God, we'd be in big trouble."

After Lorgar said this, the other Primarch were at a loss for words.

Yes, they look so alike!

Now, this Lorgar not only looks like Emperor, but also behaves in a way that resembles Emperor.

"Okay, we'll do it your way."

"No problem, then let's go straight for Lorgar and cause him trouble."

As she spoke, Lorgar took out a strangely shaped Staff and then cast a Psychic Power spell.

However, when the other Primarch saw the Staff, they suddenly felt that this guy didn't seem so upright after all.

Because there's a person on this Staff.

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce this. This is Staff that my Uncle specially took me to have custom-made."

"Its primary function is to sense Warp contamination; the spell I just cast is for targeted perception."

"That means we can use this Staff to find Lorgar in the shortest amount of time."

"Brother, shouldn't the focus be on who's on that Staff?" Vulkan asked, frowning.

"Oh, him? A fraudster who deceives the world. I don't even know who he is."

"However, if we're using a name that everyone is familiar with, we could call him Erebus."

"Erebus?!"

"Yes, in my timeline, both Erebus and Kor Phaeron were dealt with."

Tsk.

That's great!

So perfect!

This guy from 30K is just so handsome!

"What are we waiting for? Let's get going!" Corvus said impatiently.

"No problem, as long as the speed is fast enough, we can catch him in the shortest time," Lorgar said.

"I have the fastest way to travel here."

After saying this, Corvus transformed into a shadow, enveloping the entire fleet.

"The pace might be a bit fast from here on out, so get used to it."

After the Lord of Ravens finished speaking, he led his team into the Sea of Souls at top speed.

Immediately following this was a strong feeling of being pushed back in my seat.

"That speed is almost as fast as Sandamel's," Lorgar said.