Chapter 390 1.4 The First Sacrifice
Except for Perturabo himself, no one knows what the Lord of Steel experienced in the Eye of Terror, but when he appeared in people's sight again, he became...even more arrogant , and became more calm. The steel was no longer regular and was cast into other shapes.
After vaguely reporting to the Empire that he was still active in the Obscure Star Territory, the Iron Warriors began to rely on the Eye of Terror to develop. Infrastructure equipment was built one after another. The Iron Warriors were sweeping away the areas near the Eye of Terror at a greedy speed. planet.
This is not only to develop the legion, Perturabo is also doing another thing. He needs to make the situation chaotic. His ambitions have become bigger. Perturabo no longer wants to surrender. He has already tasted it. With real power, he will not kneel down again.
The Iron Lords carefully formed a brief alliance with the creatures of the Warp, each wanting what they wanted. They wanted the death of a Soulless One, while Perturabo wanted an empire in turmoil.
Near the Eye of Terror, countless black stone obelisks on planets are marked on the map. These alien technologies... remind Perturabo of that unpleasant battle. But now, these black stone obelisks , their status is [Suppressed].
[Suppression], these tall and silent towers are suppressing the subspace overflow of the Eye of Terror. When Perturabo walked into them, the Lord of Steel could clearly feel the feeling of powerlessness and his soul was imprisoned.
And all he has to do is flip their status over.
Flip it over and it becomes [Amplification].
On the wild land, giant towers flashing with dim green arcs one after another erupted with lightning after violent buzzing, the curtains swayed, and the subspace storm that had been imprisoned in the Eye of Terror for thousands of years began to rage.
The empire's subspace communications began to become unstable, and countless previously stable channels began to close irregularly. Astropaths wailed and shed bloody tears, and navigators trembled as they tried to retrieve the coordinates.
This will be the prelude to a subspace storm that can tear the entire empire apart. Unfortunately, everyone now is unaware of all this. They just think it is a normal subspace fluctuation.
Tear this empire apart.
Perturabo thought that this would cause the death of countless people and break peace into war again, but he didn't care. He only cared about himself now. If breaking the empire into two would be beneficial to him to accumulate strength and separate himself as king, then Perturabo Turabo would do just that.
He calculated carefully that Perturabo was manipulating all of this and not be too hasty to let the Empire realize that this was intentional - not to let people discover him.
His power is still too small.
But... Perturabo knew where to look for his help.
Currently, the legion closest to the Iron Warriors is the Iron Fist. Manus is preparing to lead the tenth legion north to join the third legion, the Emperor's Children. This is good. It is like two sides of steel. Perturabo knows this A former Warmaster candidate, Faenus is not easily swayed.
To the northwest of the Iron Warriors is the Raven Guard, and Perturabo is also not interested in it. Although the sons of Korakos have a "fine" tradition of being ruled by other primarchs, the strength of the 19th Legion is really It's too weak, and it's an assault type...their values are too small.
Perturabo was not in a hurry, because the real candidate had already found him automatically.
The Lord of Steel was sitting sideways. He casually raised the envelope in his hand. It was golden. It was so ridiculous. It was clear that the Seventeenth Legion had its own color scheme, but he still insisted on choosing that guy's color?
Luojia...he silently chanted the name of this former brother in his heart, rather than being a dog to the emperor...
Perturabo thought, this blasphemous thought made him excited, he wanted to vomit, but his heart was warm It jumped.
...it's better to use it for him.
Perturabo's other hand rested casually on the armrest, his palm hanging down, and a strange-shaped dagger was shining in his hand.
Vashtor gave the Lord of Steel this dagger - [Death of Faith]. The raw material for making it came from the last church on Terra. The Emperor personally destroyed the Thunderstone Church, declaring the destruction of religion.
What a hypocrisy, Perturabo thought, the Emperor burned and destroyed the last church on Terra, loudly berating the people for their faith, and what did the Emperor turn around and do? He turned back to Mars and declared that he was the Messiah of Om, the representative of God!
Perturabo couldn't help but laugh. The ridiculous fact was that the Emperor was the biggest liar in the empire.
With a faint uneasiness and a bit of cruel curiosity, Perturabo couldn't wait for Luojia's arrival. He raised the dagger in front of him and looked at it carefully. If it was true as Vashtor said, then he was murdering his brother - which made him shudder again.
He loosened his fingertips slightly, and the meaningless letter from Luo Jia fell to the ground.
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[Dear brother, I heard that there are many planets in your area that believe in heretics. In order to purify the heretics, I am planning to lead the Word Bearers on an expedition to this star field, because Fenu It seems that Si is planning to go to Fulgen to reminisce about the past. It is inconvenient for me to contact him, so I came here specifically to see you. ]
[The channels in the Obscure Star Territory are already notoriously difficult to navigate. My navigator has shown embarrassment at my request more than once. Brother Perturabo, do you have a stable subspace channel when you are fighting here? map? Is it convenient for you to give me a copy? ]
[I'm also looking forward to meeting you. The Fourth Legion is always busy, right? You did not attend the Warmaster promotion ceremony. You could have gathered with me and Magnus... Maybe you could have dissuaded Magnus. Maybe I should have let Khan talk to Magnus. , you know, maybe this way the next thing can be avoided. ]
[Although Magnus is arrogant and often hurts others with his words, I know that he is not actively malicious. ]
[But I was immersed in my own world at the time, and besides, I'm not a tough person. We argued about my matters, and I didn't pay much attention to Magnus's clichéd psychic topic at the time— —]
Luojia's pen paused. Perhaps he shouldn't have written this. Perturabo and Magnus were close friends, so he shouldn't have taken the initiative to bring up this topic.
But on the other hand, perhaps far away from the political center of the Empire, the Iron Lords are anxiously awaiting news from Magnus.
Luojia pondered for a moment, and then he took out a new piece of writing paper. He should be concerned about Perturabo's mood. He picked up the invalid writing paper, carefully folded it and threw it away.
The black scepter beside him was exuding a warm atmosphere. After the burning of the Perfect City, Luojia ordered the craftsmen to cast a scepter for him out of black stone. The black stone is the same material as the one used to execute criminals. At this moment The primarch was constantly alert to the thunder pool he had almost touched in the past.
Luojia carries the black stone scepter with him. In the primordial body's daily devout prayers and daily battles with it, this scepter gradually became infected with the glimmer of spiritual power and faith. In the original body's hand, it exudes a faint light. of golden light.
Luojia subconsciously stroked the black scepter, which had become his habit. Finally, he decided to tell Perturabo why he led the Word Bearers here. The order given to him by the God Emperor was to preach, but not to disturb the already settled people. area.
This means that the Word Bearers are going to more turbulent areas, preferably planets that originally believed in paganism. These planets have the habit of belief, but in the wrong direction. Under the leadership of the Word Bearers, those planets The heretics will bow before the power of the God-Emperor.
What's more, if they are really hopeless, Luojia will not feel bad about using the extermination order.
As a result, the turbulent areas of the Obscure Star Realm have become the best areas for the Word Bearers to preach. Perhaps because the connection with the subspace is relatively weak, most people here believe in some strange religions.
Lorgar mused, wondering how he would answer if Perturabo asked him for details about Magnus. Luojia was not at the scene in Nikaia. From the White Scar Think Tank, he heard that the Silent Ones played an important role in this incident.
The Silent One—the Lord of the Silent Order, Hades.
Luo Jia thought silently, it was him, he couldn't be wrong.
So, did Magnus commit the same stupidity as Lorgar did before? ... Was he also deceived and betrayed by his descendants?
Luojia was silent, but this further confirmed his suspicion. Hades, Pluto, occupies an important position in the God Emperor's plan. He is his real executioner, corrector, and the God Emperor's agent in the world. .
Hades... He thought of that night, and Luo Jia's soul trembled slightly.
No more, he thought, he was loyal to the God-Emperor. The God-Emperor was powerful, brought empire, brought peace, and provided people with direction and path. He would be loyal to him.
No more today...Wednesday and Thursday are busier, a little less...health is important...
yes, since the emperor can lead the version, then the other side can too (silently covering his face)
(End of chapter)