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Chapter 427: Tzeentch's True Form! The Return of the Thousand Sons Primarch!

Naturally, the unusual movements of the Thousand Sons Legion were noticed by Mortarion. He thought that Amon wanted to bring the battlefield to the Universal Corporation and affect the Corporation's battleship array.

Immediately, Mortarion gave an order on the spot: "Notify the flagship of the Universal Corporation and have their people leave quickly to avoid accidental injuries to them."

"Yes." Typhus nodded.

At this critical juncture, if a global giant is involved, the situation will be difficult to handle.

Whether their artillery accidentally damaged the Enterprise's warships or the Thousand Sons Legion attacked the Enterprise, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

This was obviously not something Mortarion could accept.

"Also, contact Lion, Russ, and Guilliman immediately, prepare to execute the extermination order on Prospero, and begin orbital bombardment!"

Mortarion's tone was grim and cold. He didn't have time to continue going around in circles with Amon. The Thousand Sons wanted to find a chance to break out and escape, but he wouldn't let Amon do that.

When Prospero is bombed, Mortarion doesn't believe that these damn rebels can sit still!
Looking at Mortarion wiping his sickle, looking like a bloody ripper, Typhus couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yes, I will contact the Primarchs now."

Soon, Ryan and Russ received Mortarion's request. After thinking for a moment, they nodded in agreement.

Guilliman did not respond to Mortarion, but not refusing was tantamount to acquiescence, so the orbital bombardment plan was quickly passed unanimously.

Although Guilliman was extremely reluctant, judging from the current performance of the Thousand Sons Legion, this step had to be taken!
Otherwise, he would be disobeying the emperor's orders.

"There is no way. Prospero cannot be saved."

Aboard the Macragge's Glory, Guilliman sighed deeply.

Once the extermination order is issued, the Empire's fleet will completely destroy the planet's ecological environment and eliminate all life and information on the planet.

Including but not limited to orbital bombardment, virus extinction and other means.

However, compared to the various extermination methods of the Universal Corporation, the most commonly used extermination order procedure of the Human Empire is basically orbital bombing.

For example, using continuous saturation bombing to completely destroy everything on the surface and complete the vitrification of the planet.

Or use large two-stage torpedo missiles that can drill into the core of the planet, destroying the structure of the core and causing a major internal tear in the planet.

This can also quickly destroy a planet.

"Use orbital bombardment first, and take your time."

Mortarion snorted.

He wanted to use Prospero to distract Amon's mind and make him focus here.

As long as the mentality of the Thousand Sons Legion soldiers can be affected, the more likely they are to make mistakes.

Soon, the Dark Angels, Space Wolves, Death Guard and Ultramarines each sent out warships for orbital bombardment, approaching Prospero.

As dense spears of light fell, the defense facilities in Prospero's space orbit continued to be destroyed, followed by the planetary defense base on the ground, which was blown into countless pieces.

Prospero is the base camp of Magnus' fiefdom, so the defense system here is naturally more strict.

But even so, facing the orbital bombardment of the four primarchs, Prospero was still collapsing little by little.

This heartbreaking scene was also seen by countless soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion.

In an instant, an atmosphere of anger condensed among the warships.

"Amon, we can't run anymore. If we continue like this, Prospero will be completely destroyed!"

"This is our home. How can we just watch it being destroyed?"

"For the sake of the Primarch, let's fight these bastards!"

"..."

The Thousand Sons warriors roared in grief and anger.

Prospero is their home planet, and many of the residents there are family members and relatives of the Thousand Sons warriors.

Facing the shouts of the Thousand Sons warriors, Amon felt extremely anxious.

They have not yet entered the anti-subspace force field of the Universe Corporation, and the evil gods and demons from the subspace are still harassing them.

Many Thousand Sons warriors are being devoured by demons. What's the point of turning back now?

Now the Thousand Sons Legion is at an absolute disadvantage facing the encirclement of the four Primarchs. If it cannot get close to the Death Guard, its shield field will be wasted.

At this moment, Prospero was hit by orbital bombardment again. Amon felt that he was overwhelmed and could not find a way out no matter what choice he made.

The only thing he could be sure of was that turning back to guard Prospero now would be a dead end!
The artillery strikes from the four primarchs' forces and the invasion of warp demons could kill the Thousand Sons Legion.

The best option at this moment is to use the anti-subspace force field of the Universal Corporation to clear up the internal hidden dangers first, and then find a way to enter the subspace and travel as far as possible.

"We can't turn back now. Let's continue on our planned route and ignore Prospero."

Amon gave the order helplessly.

He couldn't understand why the Empire treated the Thousand Sons Legion in this way, issuing an extermination order right from the start without even conducting an in-depth investigation.

For a moment, strong anger and resentment surged in my heart.

In fact, before Prospero was incorporated into the territory of the human empire, it was a human world with rich resources and perfect order.

There is no need for any bullshit salvation from the empire at all.

But since the Empire came to Prospero, it began to recruit soldiers, collect taxes, and form legions from here to start the era of the Great Crusade.

In the end, the people of Prospero, who had made great contributions, were left with only a cruel and ruthless order of extermination... How ironic!

Just as Amon was lost in sad memories, he suddenly heard an extremely familiar low voice. He turned around and saw that the man was the long-lost Primarch - Magnus!
"Lord!"

Amon was extremely excited. He hurried forward and couldn't wait to ask where Magnus had gone and what the Emperor's extermination order was all about.

"Lord, you are finally back. The Emperor mistakenly believed that we were contaminated by the Warp and issued an extermination order against Prospero."

Amon said anxiously: "Please stop them and tell the emperor the truth!"

In a situation where new changes could happen at any time, Amon no longer wanted to think about how Magnus suddenly appeared.

Besides, Magnus is a psychic second only to the Emperor himself, so it is normal for him to know some teleportation spells.

"The Emperor is not wrong."

Magnus' tone became heavier and heavier, and his voice became more and more vicissitudes of life, as if he had aged hundreds of years overnight. Hearing this, Amon was stunned on the spot.

He didn't understand what Magnus meant by this.

"Because of my foolish behavior, I accidentally made a ridiculous deal with the evil gods of the warp. They took one of my eyes and cured the flesh mutation in you."

Upon hearing this, Amon subconsciously looked carefully at Magnus' eyes. Sure enough, Magnus' right eye had turned gray.

Obviously he has lost his vision!

This made Amon feel distressed and his nose felt sour.

"However, the mutation of your flesh and blood has not been cured. It has only been hidden temporarily. Now it will become more serious and erupt into more serious mutations."

As Magnus spoke, he looked out the porthole with his remaining left eye. The fire from the explosion of the battleship was reflected in his calm eyes.

These crashed Thousand Sons warships were the result of most of his life's work, but when he saw their destruction, Magnus felt extremely relieved.

All sins started with oneself, and naturally should be ended by oneself.

In his opinion, it would be better for the Thousand Sons warriors with mutated flesh and blood to die with the glory of Astartes warriors than to be regarded as heretics of the Empire.

After listening to Magnus' explanation, Amon was stunned. It seemed that Magnus was fooled by the evil god of the warp, which brought disaster to Prospero.

"So... during the time you disappeared, you were with the evil god in the subspace?!"

Amon couldn't help but take two steps back. He suddenly found that Magnus in front of him had become so strange. How could the Primarch, who had always been smart and proud, do such a stupid thing?

"Yes."

Magnus did not deny it. He stated the facts frankly: "They hope that the Thousand Sons will break away from the Empire and join the Warp."

"..."

As he said this, Magnus' memory flashed back to two months ago, when the Emperor officially issued the extermination order and he himself disappeared.

At that time, the evil god Tzeentch designed to lure Magnus to a mysterious place in the warp, where Tzeentch revealed his true identity to Magnus.

"Magnus, the Empire's militarism, heavy taxes, tyranny, and excessive tolerance of the Primarch have planted countless hidden dangers of destruction for the Empire."

"This seemingly powerful empire has long been on the verge of collapse. If you can turn back from your mistakes, the great Lord of Change will naturally protect you and find a better place for you to live."

In the warp realm where time and space are chaotic and dimensions are changing, Tzeentch is making up lies to deceive Magnus.

In fact, this was not the first time Tzeentch had met Magnus.

Long before this, Tzeentch had transformed himself into different characters many times, secretly providing Magnus with various kinds of help. Even a lot of Prospero's psychic knowledge was provided by Tzeentch.

Tzeentch cast such a long and far line, naturally for the big fish Magnus.

"Damned evil god, how dare you bewitch the primarch loyal to the Emperor!" Magnus scolded the other party, and manipulated his psychic power to throw a spear of light at the other party.

But this is Tzeentch's territory after all, and he can easily dissolve the light spear with just a thought.

"Lord of Change..."

Magnus was surprised. He didn't know much about the Warp. Even though he knew some evil gods and demons, he didn't know the true appearance of the Four Chaos Gods.

Just as he was about to ask about the other party's origins, Tzeentch had already shown him the true face of the Warp.

The surging spiritual energy poured into Magnus' eyes, and his true nature, which was invisible to the mortal body, became extremely clear and visible at this moment.

In an instant, the vast warp no longer held any secrets for Magnus.

He saw countless knowledge and information emerging around him. Everything he had ever dreamed of was crowded here, so much that it was overwhelming.

Magnus' eyes became blurred, and his strong mental strength became extremely loose and fragile in the face of knowledge. Anyone could easily kill him and take his life at this moment.

Tzeentch's omnipresent eyes, smile, and cunning voice, as well as the chaotic and ever-changing sources of information, made it impossible for Magnus to see Tzeentch's true face.

But he didn't care what Tzeentch looked like. In this space, only this psychic knowledge was everything Magnus wanted.

Tzeentch was very proud. To lure an internet-addicted teenager who was addicted to the warp, he only had to present him with the colorful world of the "Internet".

Now he has successfully planted a seed of betrayal in Magnus' heart.

What we need to do next is to continue to add fuel to the fire.

"Magnus, now the great Lord of Change will show you his mercy. You will witness the destruction of Prospero and the demise of your warriors in the fire of the Empire."

"After this, you will suddenly realize where your final destination is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Magnus was thrown out of the warp by Tzeentch and came to the bridge of the Radiant Glory.

Tzeentch knows everything about the past and present, and his vision penetrates the timeline of the universe. With just a wave of his hand, he can let Magnus see everything that is happening in the real universe.

He saw Mortarion, who was trying hard to destroy the Thousand Sons, the compassionate Guilliman, and the cold-hearted Lion and Russ.

Magnus wanted to stop all this, but he was powerless. After thinking about it carefully, destruction seemed to be the best option. However, who could easily accept that his hard work would be destroyed?

After returning to the real world, Magnus saw that the sky above Prospero was filled with warships carrying out orbital bombardment, and the four primarch brothers were frantically slaughtering their own people.

He did not betray the human empire, but everything was irreversible.

At first, Magnus was extremely angry at the Emperor. He had only been missing for a while, so how could the Emperor issue an extermination order so quickly?

This is too rough and arbitrary.

But after thinking about it carefully, Magnus had to admire the Emperor's foresight, because the mysterious Lord of Change was the mysterious man who had helped him heal the Thousand Sons warriors!

even……

They also met in the warp many times.

At this moment, Magnus was filled with regret. He should have listened to the Emperor honestly and should not have easily believed everything in the Warp.

The so-called cure for flesh and blood mutations is all Tzeentch’s lies!

Now Tzeentch has planted the seeds of evil in the bodies of Prospero and the Thousand Sons warriors, and these hidden dangers may turn into bombs that threaten the human empire at any time.

The Emperor's decision to issue an extermination order for this place was the most correct and timely wise decision to stop the losses!
"But... I really can't accept this!"

Magnus looked out the porthole at the hellish scene, feeling extremely miserable. In fact, he only needed one word to end it all, but the greater good suppressed his mouth and made him silent.

(End of this chapter)