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Chapter 425 An unexpected event! The inevitable civil war in the empire!

Immediately, Amon turned on the Thousand Sons broadcast channel and displayed the contents of the envelope. He issued an inspiring declaration to the soldiers of the legions:

"Warriors of the Thousand Sons Legion, today we are suffering unfair humiliation in Prospero. They are trying to deceive and harm us with insidious means!"

Listening to Amon's impassioned words, the confused Thousand Sons Legion soldiers seemed to have regained their backbone. They all showed firm eyes and listened quietly to Amon's speech.

"Now, they want to burn everything here and erase all traces of the Thousand Sons Legion. We have no way out!"

The Astartes warriors looked at the contents of the letter and were all filled with disbelief. All kinds of complex and confusing thoughts emerged in their minds.

The grief over their personal experiences and the loyalty to the empire formed two diametrically opposed ideas that fought against each other in their minds.

The Emperor issued an extermination order for their home planet Prospero. Do they still need to continue to be loyal to the Emperor as before?

At this moment, Amon's voice sounded just right: "Only by fighting to the death can we protect our homeland."

The soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion were stunned at first. They lowered their heads and remained silent. They did not respond immediately, but their clenched fists showed that they had made their inner choice.

……

Here, on the Death Guard's Steadfast, Mortarion has received news from the ground on Prospero.

The angry Thousand Sons soldiers killed the investigators who went to investigate the flesh and blood mutation. This act of confession undoubtedly confirmed the Thousand Sons' acts of betrayal and treason.

"It seems that they are determined to betray the Empire!"

Mortarion could not hide his inner excitement, he stood in front of the porthole with his hands behind his back, looking at the battleship array of the Thousand Sons Legion constantly adjusting and moving, thinking that he could finally destroy these Imperial heretics with confidence.

If the soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion actively cooperated with the investigation, with Guilliman here to dissuade them, Mortarion might not be able to find an opportunity to take action.

But now that the Thousand Sons Legion has revolted, it is a good time to send troops to annihilate it.

At this moment, near the low-Earth orbit of Prospero, the warships of the Thousand Sons Legion were moving quickly and orderly.

They took up a typical Imperial defensive formation, ready to resist the onslaught of the four primarchs' troops.

Mortarion was not surprised by the choice made by the Thousand Sons Legion.

After all, if it were him, he might also rebel.

Of course, when they rebel, they will certainly use the banner of "clearing the emperor's side". On the surface, it is to get rid of treacherous officials, but in fact it is specifically aimed at the emperor.

It's just a nice name to facilitate subsequent political manipulation.

"It's a pity that the Thousand Sons Legion was destroyed." Durak Lask curled his lips, as if expressing sympathy for the fate of the soldiers of this legion.

It also seemed to be mocking their futile resistance.

As the Lord of Arms of the Death Guard, Durak was aware of the contributions of the Thousand Sons Legion. They had wiped out many stubborn psychic aliens for the Empire.

The troublesome evil gods and demons in the Warp will also be afraid of the power of this legion.

It’s a pity that this meritorious legion is about to disappear in the long history of the human empire.

"That old guy is still so cruel, but he did the right thing."

Mortarion followed Durak's words.

In fact, his relationship with the Emperor was not good.

When the Emperor found Mortarion, he asked him to attack the fortress of the alien lord the Pale King alone, but just when Mortarion was fighting a decisive battle with the Pale King.

For Mortarion's safety, the Emperor personally killed the Pale King, which made Mortarion extremely angry.

The Pale King is Mortarion's adoptive father, but this adoptive father never treated him as his own child.

The never-ending poison gas experiments and cruel war training kept Mortarion in a high-pressure living environment. The only thing on his mind was killing, and he never knew what family affection was.

His only wish is to one day kill his adoptive father, the Pale King, and take possession of everything that belongs to him!
The honor of being a warrior, all the resources of the Babarus star territory, and the hearts of other warriors.

However, the Emperor's well-intentioned act of "stealing heads" destroyed Mortarion's chance to fulfill his obsession, which almost damaged his Taoism.

After the Emperor killed the Pale King, he naturally took over everything Mortarion wanted, the territory of Barbarus, the glory of killing the Alien King, and the loyalty of Mortarion's troops.

Mortarion wanted to prove his truth through killing, and use the head of the Pale King to establish his throne and build his own political influence, but the Emperor destroyed it all!
This incident became a permanent knot in Mortarion's heart. Even though the Emperor gave him the honor of being the Primarch, Mortarion did not appreciate it, nor did he truly regard the other party as his father.

Through this Extermination Order incident, Mortarion became even more certain that the Emperor only used these Primarchs as tools.

What family affection? It's all bullshit!
"Magnus is such a pathetic guy. After he disappeared, the old man not only didn't send anyone to look for him, but instead sent me to kill Prospero."

Mortarion smiled grimly, feeling extremely happy.

Among the many Primarchs, Magnus was a rare one who was favored by the Emperor and was even embraced by the almighty Emperor.

Even Horus was quite jealous of this younger brother.

However, the higher you fly, the harder you fall!

The extermination order signed by the Emperor himself, when put together with the favor he showed to Magnus in the past, is so disjointed that it is truly a cause for regret.

"Open fire and sink these ships that are in the way!"

Mortarion gave the order formally.

"My Lord, it is not appropriate for us to open fire rashly without informing the other Primarchs!"

Mortarion's lieutenant Typhons spoke out in time to dissuade him.

As the captain of the Death Guard Plague Company 1, Typhons' virus resistance and combat capabilities are even comparable to those of the Primarch Mortarion.

It was also because of this that he was chosen by Mortarion as his trusted lieutenant.

In the Death Guard, Typhons holds a very high position.

"Fire."

Mortarion did not get angry because of his subordinates' advice. He repeated the sentence in a low voice without turning his head, and his whole body revealed a suppressed and cramped atmosphere.

The hoarse voice and the cold orders made Typhons feel the firm attitude of his own Primarch, and he knew that he could not dissuade him.

"Yes!"

Typhon felt helpless. It would be difficult for them to write their post-war report. If the Primarch insisted on having his own way, they, the soldiers, would be punished as well.

Soon, as the order was given, the Death Guard's naval guns began to charge rapidly.

The main gun arrays of the more than 300 warships at the front emitted a dazzling light, while the dense missile nests and other conventional weapons had burst into flames visible to the naked eye and suddenly rushed towards the warships of the Thousand Sons Legion.

This sudden scene naturally alarmed the other Primarchs.

[Motarion! What are you doing? Why are you firing without permission? ]

Guilliman's questioning voice was heard in the communication channel.

As the general leader of this operation, he has the right to command other primarchs to cooperate with him. Mortarion's actions are undoubtedly beyond his authority!

"The investigators I sent out have been killed by the rebels below. Now, after receiving our orders, the Thousand Sons Legion not only did not disarm, but mobilized its troops in an attempt to resist."

"This is a blasphemy and contempt for the Emperor's orders. I have the right to make these bastards suffer a little and give them a warning."

Mortarion had already classified the Thousand Sons Legion soldiers as rebels, and the death of the investigator was already true, so Guilliman had to admit it.

Because the investigator he sent out also disappeared and could not be contacted at all, and it is very likely that he had been killed.

“Mortarion—!”

"I must emphasize to you once again that I am the person in charge of this joint operation. This is an order issued by the Emperor himself."

"You should have communicated with me before taking action, instead of acting on your own like you are doing now!"

"I order you to cease firing immediately and withdraw from this combat zone."

Guilliman sternly ordered that to deal with this matter, one only needed to be realistic, slowly wait for the intelligence from the investigators, and send more people to appease and communicate.

Maybe there is still room for things to turn around.

The Thousand Sons Legion, like other Primarch Legions, is decisive and ruthless in its actions. Once a war is started, it will be a fight to the death.

The most frightening thing in a war is that both sides are tough.

No one is willing to stop until the moment of exhaustion.

Now Mortarion's attack is equivalent to directly expressing its attitude to the Thousand Sons Legion. The extinction of the Empire is absolutely certain.

The two sides have to fight!
"They have clearly taken actions to disobey the Emperor's orders. Since the Thousand Sons Legion wants to die, let's send them on their way."

Russ chose to stand on Mortarion's side, believing that the Thousand Sons Legion's act of resistance was already a betrayal of the Empire.

As for those who betray, their fate is always execution!

"Guilliman, I demand that the Space Wolves open fire as well and defeat the space forces of the Thousand Sons Legion." Leman Russ said.

Lion El'Jonson was indifferent. His mission was to keep an eye on Mortarion and make sure he didn't accidentally kill Magnus. As for the safety of the soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion? This was not within his job scope.

Since Mortarion wants to vent his anger on the Thousand Sons first, let him do it.

Seeing that Russ was about to get involved, Guilliman looked anxiously at the Thousand Sons Legion in the distance.

Sure enough, after the Death Guard launched the attack, the Thousand Sons Legion's warships also began to charge.

Their targets included the warships of the four legions: Dark Angels, Death Guard, Space Wolves, and Ultramarines!

Guilliman was desperate.

Things have come to a point where they are irreversible, and the worst possibility has finally happened!
"Open fire."

Guilliman sighed helplessly.

The next second, the exquisite and elegant hammer-shaped battleship, Macragge's Glory quickly flipped its huge gun muzzle and aimed at the Thousand Sons' flagship, the Radiant Light.

Compared to other Primarchs who were not good at governance and construction, Guilliman's Macragge had plenty of resources and built this legion flagship with great care.

Therefore, the destructive power of this battleship will naturally be stronger than that of the Death Guard!
……

At this moment, Amon has taken over the full command of the Thousand Sons Legion, and all factions loyal to the Emperor have been imprisoned in the dungeons of Prospero.

Although Amon had completely taken control of the Thousand Sons Legion, he did not feel relaxed at all.

According to the latest reports, the cosmic giant has completely blockaded the entire Prospero star system.

Although the Megacorp commander said that he would not stop the Thousand Sons Legion from escaping, they blocked the Mandeville Point in and out of the warp channel!

Without the subspace channel, you can't go far relying solely on the battleship's drive.

What's more, the four Primarch armies are not there to do nothing. The Thousand Sons Legion has many psychics, and if they go to war with four Primarch armies at the same time, you can imagine what the outcome will be.

If Magnus were still alive, they might be able to use the Primarch's powerful psychic power and the Warp to fight these Primarchs to a draw.

But in this isolated Prospero, there are only these desperate Thousand Sons warriors.

'No! I can't fall down yet!'

Even though Amon was under tremendous psychological pressure at this moment, he could only hold on.

He is now the hope of the entire Thousand Sons Legion. If he surrenders, the legion will be completely destroyed.

"They have realized that we are not going to give up the resistance."

Amon thought for a moment, then gave the order, "Change the formation immediately and protect the Radiance!"

The significance of a flagship to a naval fleet is self-evident. Once the Thousand Sons Legion collapses, the entire Thousand Sons Legion will also fall apart.

"Yes!"

All the Thousand Sons warriors responded in unison.

Amon turned his head and continued to watch the situation on the screen. The final outcome of this war had already emerged in his mind, but without exception, the Thousand Sons Legion would end in destruction.

But even death is better than being killed!

"Emperor... why did you treat the Thousand Sons like this?" Amon felt heartbroken, and he still disagreed with the Emperor's judgment.

The Thousand Sons Legion and Prospero were originally the gathering places of the Empire's psychic knowledge and technology.

Some connection with the subspace is an inevitable result.

Even if there is pollution, there is no problem as long as it is controllable.

Now Amon only wanted to lead this legion all the way to Holy Terra and let the Emperor take a good look at whether they were contaminated by the Warp.

But such a wish is obviously unrealistic at this moment.

"Report, the Death Guard Legion has begun to attack us!" At this time, a Thousand Sons warrior reported.

In fact, there was no need to report the news, as Amon had already seen dense spots of light from the porthole, heading towards him.

A civil war in the empire has inevitably begun!

"Hold the formation and start counterattack!"

Amon ordered without hesitation.

This is Prospero, their base camp. The Thousand Sons Legion has all kinds of logistical resources. As long as we can delay them, there will be a chance.

(End of this chapter)