Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 319
Vast quantities of military supplies and supplies are transported by countless mortals and mechanical priests.

With the efforts of these servants who were also plundered from the empire by the legion, the weapons and bullets destined to unleash destruction and destruction on the human empire are being loaded by countless ships, and they are carrying out endless battles from star ports to various warships in a reciprocating cycle.

And the Word Bearers Legion, once one of the twenty sharpest swords of the Emperor, part of its huge and magnificent establishment, with the arrival of these supplies, was once again ruled by the ruler of the legion, the leader of the Dark Council. Led by the apostles, the chaotic warbands temporarily changed to the battle hordes of the Legion era.

Under the bizarre lighting environment in the subspace, the Astartes of the Word Bearers Legion wore blood-dried dark red power armor, and appeared in an organized way at the starport and the end of the sky where battleships gathered.

The Seventh Battle Group...

No.12 battle group...

No.14 battle group...

When nearly [-] fallen Astartes warriors appeared on the fleet above the Sicarius starport, the space of the entire galaxy was shocked.

Legions of demons ten times their size screamed, legions of mortals a hundred times their size prayed.

The giant beast named the Word Bearer finally began to wake up after arriving in the demon world Sicarius after ten thousand years of indulging.

In the name of the holy demon primarch Lorgar Aurelion, the Dark Council, as the agent in charge of maintaining the operation of the legion during Lorgar's retreat, has followed the instructions left by the primarch and formulated a formal battle plan for this expedition.

In the corridor outside the main hall, the first priest Erebus stood silently on the carpet in front of the door.Nearly an hour had passed since his last apparent movement.

Lorgar obtained the current status of the legion's personnel and the progress of supplies from the data displayed on the pupil membranes, and after a complicated deliberation in his mind, he spoke to the servo skull flying behind him:
"Let him in..."

After the battle with his brother Guilliman on Calth, the ascended Lorgar embraced his own essence with no obvious defects in his sanity.

The planning of the army was completed, and due to procedural considerations, Erebus had to go to the highest level of the Blessed Lady to wait for the order of the Primarch.

A hundred meters away from his meditative body, at the end of the vision of the magnificent palace, which is dominated by deep red, the 12-meter-high explosion-proof gate is decorated with fine gold and red copper, maintaining the bloody and bloody atmosphere consistent with the style of the palace. gorgeous.

Strength, agility, and inhuman growth rate, intelligence, perception, and inhuman curiosity and thirst for knowledge hidden under rationality.

This shouldn't be a problem for him to worry about, because Erebus and Kor Phaeron still have the last card to play, and that is the Word Bearers, a huge army with Lorgar's blood.

The extraordinaryness of the Primarch is dominant, and it is reflected in every detail of the life form:

The name of the first pastor flickered in Lorgar's mind, and just like the attitude shown by the former's tireless visits, the latter was immersed in the repeated entanglements in past memories, and did not want to see this "great help" to him. The idea of ​​the assistant is equally firm...

pending approval...

The default option is enabled, confirm that the negative option applies..."

The data socket on the spine is still exchanging high-speed data with the servo on the power armor;

Two voices from reality and illusion came from the physical body of the demon primarch at the same time, and the voice with blasphemous power echoed in the space.

The current Lorgar is a true legion ruler. Although he is not powerful after being thrown into the Undivided Chaos, his status is even higher than that of the Demon Prince if he pursues it.

Whether or not the Primarch saw him was another matter.

"Buzz...buzz... Unit No. 00012 is in the process of applying for routine item No. 39, waiting for approval...

"Erebus..."

But as the strongest in the Legion other than the Primarch himself, Erebus has no respect for these champions.

At this time, his eyes unconsciously passed over these champions who were personally trained by him. The meeting was obviously special enough, and even he had to pay attention to it.

On the mechanical claw attached to the servo skull, the communicator is vibrating, but its owner obviously has his own ideas, so he can ignore the notification in his ear, allowing the machine to do work repeatedly and ineffectively.

All kinds of qualities that seem to be only stronger than ordinary humans are combined in one place to form this monster called the Primarch.

And according to the combat method that the legion is accustomed to, its attached demon legion and mortal auxiliary army have also been deployed in place.

The collection of information and the development of the five senses are only the most superficial display of its complex mechanisms and capabilities.

How to get along with this kind of existence that is itself the embodiment of destruction power is a question that Erebus needs to rethink.

On the guard posts on both sides of the gate, the Primarch's Honor Guard is on duty;

Although his will did not grow to the point of perfection in the first time, what cannot be ignored is that Lorgar, after ascending to the devil, finally has his own complete personality.

No response……

Although the newborn Demon Primarch did nothing, its behavior itself was hostile enough to Erebus and Kor Phaeron.

Lorgar was still Lorgar, but no longer the Lorgar who could be verbally driven by that trash of Kor Phaeron.

Of course Erebus wanted to make amends, but the countless rejected requests for an audience over the past thousand years had already made the first priest deeply understand the Primarch's anger towards them.

No response……

Yes, the Primarch's body was still kneeling on the spot, and he didn't even open his eyes.

Just across this door, the figure that Lorgar had never wanted to see stood quietly in front of the gorgeous door, waiting for his gene lord, the father of the legion, to be summoned.

And it is also this kind of ability that allows Lorgar to be able to use the data transmitted to the servo on him by the flagship of the legion, the Blessed Lady, without reviewing any physical documents or reporting from anyone. Like a cold observer, with a detached and clear perspective, silently watching every detail of the entire legion's every move.

But the Primarch obviously also knew what they were relying on, and had already figured out how to deal with it.

This ability is one of the basic qualities of every Primarch, and it is also the core ability for him, as an outsider, to understand and master the complicated religious and historical knowledge of the Colchis world in a short period of time.

what does this mean?
This means that with the complete personality of the holy demon primarch, in the eyes of the new demon prince, Erebus and Kor Phaeron used lies and human nature to distort the cognition and judgment of the primarch in the past history. Things have become more and more conspicuous and irreparable.

The Primarch no longer trusted them, not even the Legion itself.

After the siege of Terra was over, Lorgar, who had returned to the Eye of Terror, directly announced that he had entered a long meditation, breaking away from the actual jurisdiction of the legion.

From the very first time of his birth in Colchis, Lorgar had inhuman hearing and the ability to organize and memorize information.

The application for a visit is still clamoring firmly, and Lorgar already knows the latter's intention.

Lorgar, who left the Temple of Purgatory, continued his meditation in the mansion on the flagship after completing his meeting with Abaddon, refusing all outsiders to see him.

Because Lorgar is not that Lorgar anymore.

More than a dozen apostles of the Dark Council from different warbands, and a total of nearly ten thousand Astartes fighters under their command were integrated into three combat groups.

On the surface, this kind of behavior is giving up control of the legion, but in the eyes of Erebus, this actually means that the primarch has completely severed all ties with the legion, and by the way, he has also separated himself from Kor Phaeron and Ereba. Separation from the big net weaved together.

In this bloody palace full of demonic texts and anti-imperial sculptures, only the semi-demonic servo skull is floating in the void, responding hoarsely to his orders with a ferocious and distorted face.

This change is not obvious, but Erebus can tell from Lorgar's eyes that have become deeper as time goes by:

He is no longer a simple young man who just came to Colchis, who will absorb all the knowledge given by the outside world with curiosity;
Nor would it be the young man who was passionate about the empire during the legion, who would be manipulated by Erebus with lies.

This time was no exception, but the dispatch of the Legion ultimately required the consent of the Primarch.Even if it is a procedural waiting, there must be enough respect, not even a second less.

Just when he thought it was another fruitless wait and was about to leave, the heavy door receded to the mezzanine on both sides in front of Erebus' eyes.

Under the huge porthole at the end of the field of vision ahead, facing the sunlight of the stars, the Demon Primarch, who has not shown up for a thousand years, is quietly existing there, waiting for the audience of Erebus.

　Update quietly, pretending that I am not lazy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)