Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

The Senai brothers were standing behind Sandiles at this time, and beside them stood eighteen of the strongest men from the two regiments.

Because both regiments were not fully staffed at the moment, and the mess on the planet needed someone to cooperate in dealing with it.

So after discussing it, Malakin and Seth decided that the two regiments would jointly send personnel to form a temporary Holy Blood Guard.

Their lives depended on their father's return to Barr.

If they are gone but their father is safe, then they are heroes; if they are still alive but their father is gone, then they can be directly expelled from the group in the eyes of other brothers.

"Did he say what it was about?"

"Governor Salazar said someone came specifically to see you. He's from the Mechanicus."

Mechanicus?

Is this the Mechanical Sage who originally found this Emperor-class Titan?

Is the other party coming for this Titan?

still is……

Although he was a little confused, Sandres just kept this question in his heart.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to bring back such a pieced-together Titan to the Mechanicus. Even if it is a holy relic left over from the Great Crusade, those stubborn guys would never allow anyone to piece together a body for a Titan in such a blasphemous way.

So it is very likely that it was not the Mechanical Sage who found this Titan in the first place.

"Let's go and see who this visitor is."

Sandales turned and boarded a Thunderhawk transport plane of the Weepers.

These small transport units and a frigate in low orbit are the only remaining air forces of the two chapters.

Except for the frigates that were not put into operation due to their large size, the other Thunder Eagle transport aircraft were basically carrying out the task of collecting the remaining supplies.

The plane that Sandales had was given to him by Malakin after much persuasion, and he used it as a vehicle.

After Sandales and an entire guard corps boarded two Thunderhawk transport planes, the vehicles under their feet began to fly towards the temporary governor's office.

"Father, are you sure you don't plan to return to Terra or Baal next?"

"I don't plan on going back just yet. I need to get to Cadia or Macragge as soon as possible. The 13th Black Crusade those traitors mentioned has begun."

He was indeed very concerned about the 13th Black Crusade. The Chapter's psychic think tank intercepted Cadia's call for help. The enemy led by Chaos Warmaster Abaddon had surrounded Cadia.

Although other reinforcements have begun to rush towards Cadia, the enemy is still very large in scale, and there are even two Black Stone Fortresses that appeared in the Gothic War a hundred years ago.

Every time he thought of that thing, he felt the veins in his head throbbing.

"Then can we send word of your return back to Baal? It seems Dante has previously issued a message summoning all successors of the Blood Angels to return to Baal."

"A swarm tentacle from the Great Devourer is heading straight towards Baal."

"If we can get the news of your return back to Baal, it will boost their morale beyond belief."

The Great Devourer...

At this time, Sandiles rubbed the sides of his head with a headache. The current situation was no longer as simple as one crisis after another.

The entire empire was now in trouble.

If an empire is compared to a bucket, then a wound on it is enough to make the water in the bucket flow out immediately.

"Can you determine how far that tentacle is from Baal?"

"When we last heard from them, we were still about a month away, but there was something strange..."

Sandiles looked at the Senai brother and then motioned him to make his words clear.

"There's a massive Warp rift between that Zerg tentacle and Baal. That rift suddenly appeared not long ago. In previous navigation records, no fleet has ever pointed out any signs of a Warp rift there."

"And recently, the subspace energy in that area has been unprecedentedly active."

Warp rift... The Great Devourer...

Is the Emperor trying to hinder their progress?

Or has the Great Devourer's swarm touched the interests of the Four Gods of the Warp?

Even if you use your toes to think about it, you can tell that something is wrong when a warp rift suddenly appears. Either the Emperor has taken action, or the Four Gods are planning something else.

"Let's return to the Provisional Governor's Office first and discuss the next course of action before finalizing this matter."

"I understand."

The cabin fell silent again, with no other sounds except the mechanical operation of the Thunderhawk transport plane itself.

Sandales also did not speak, but he had a heated discussion in his mind with the other two Primarchs in his body.

Sanguinius was also very concerned about the situation of his descendants, and even once suggested that his descendants abandon Baal.

"That's just where I grew up. Although I have deep feelings for it, it's not worth it for them to throw their lives away!"

"Give them the order to retreat, abandon Baal, and move to other safe places. As long as the Blood Angels' vitality can be preserved, then doing so is a wise move."

The three Primarchs were currently sitting together at the imaginary round table in the Sea of Souls.

It seemed that Horus wanted to recall the past meeting held on Terra, and he used his memory to shape the Sea of Souls into the appearance of the Terra Palace.

The idea proposed by Sanguinius is indeed feasible in theory, but Dante and the descendants of the Blood Angels may not necessarily implement it.

First of all, Dante had never met Sandales in person, so the news brought back by Malakin and Seth would most likely be regarded as rumors. Even if they brought the token, there would be other troubles.

Secondly, it is almost impossible to make Dante and the others give up the Bal Three Stars with just a few words.

They would rather die fighting on Baal than abandon the Primarch's home planet.

"Sanguinius, are you truly unaware of the extent of your own descendants' obstinacy regarding this kind of honor?"

Originally, the Archangel wanted to say something more about asking his descendants to evacuate, but Horus' words blocked everything he wanted to say.

In the end, he could only place his palm on his forehead in silence.

"Calm down. Everything is still uncertain. The appearance of that Warp rift is definitely not groundless. It didn't come earlier or later, but just when the Zerg were advancing towards Baal. This kind of thing can't be such a coincidence no matter how you think about it."

Horus comforted Sanguinius. He knew that it was not a pleasant feeling to have his home planet and offspring threatened, but at this time he must not let his excessive concern for his offspring affect other things.

Sanguinius loves his offspring so much that it even hinders his judgment and understanding of other things.

Horus silently turned his attention to Sandales. He instinctively felt that the Warp was treating Sandales the same way it had treated itself in the past.

Any of the four gods would like to take Sandales into their possession.

And whenever one of the parties is about to succeed, the other three will try every possible way to disrupt it.

But when a force that does not belong to them intervenes in this game, the four of them will join forces to deal with that intervening force.

Now, for the evil gods in the subspace, the Zerg is obviously the party that intervenes.

"So you're saying the Warp will help us deal with the Swarm now? Or that they won't let the Swarm come until I return to Baal?"

Sandales could directly sense the inner thoughts of Sanguinius and Horus, so even if Horus did not speak clearly, he could still understand what the other party meant.

Horus nodded slightly. Although he couldn't guarantee that his guess was correct, this idea was very likely now.

"Actually, taking a step back, that's the only way you can think about it. Could it be that if you return to Baal now, you can relieve the pressure the Zerg is putting on Baal and the Blood Angels' offspring?"

"You and I both know that while the Primarch is powerful, the Zerg's current strength is overwhelming. Rather than returning to Baal alone, it would be better to first find a way to pry some reinforcements from Guilliman."

I understood what Horus meant.

The former warlord wanted him to prepare for both scenarios.

Horus did not recommend returning to Baal, but at the same time he did not reject Sanguinius's idea.

He could still go to Cadia and then transfer to Macragge to wake up Guilliman.

But at the same time, he could also let Malakin and Seth return to Baal and issue warnings and orders to Dante in his own name.

If Dante obeys, all is well;

If Dante doesn't listen, then after waking up Guilliman, he can also get emergency reinforcements from him to help Baal.

This way, both are achieved without any delay and is the best option at the moment.

"Sanguinius, what is your opinion?"

Sandales continued to ask the Archangel for his opinion. After all, that was his home planet, and he had to consider the other party's feelings.

"If you still insist on your ideas, then I will return to Baal, but if you agree with Horus, then follow his plan."

Sanguinius did not answer him immediately, and he and Horus just looked at each other in silence.

This is a very difficult decision for the Archangel, but it is a difficulty that must be faced.

"I believe in my descendants. They won't let me down."

"Dante will definitely make the right choice. I agree with Horus's idea. You continue to go to Cadia, and let Malakin and Seth return to Baal."

Sanguinius sighed, then calmed down and made his own decision.

He had to admit that when he learned that Baal and his descendants were about to face an attack from the Zerg, he was indeed overly concerned about the safety of his descendants and was overwhelmed by his concern.

If it weren't for Horus's restraint and rational analysis, he would most likely continue to ask Sandales to return to Baal.

"I finally understand why the Emperor chose you to be the Warmaster between you and Lion."

After letting go of his worries, Sanguinius was no longer as nervous as before, and was even in the mood to joke with Horus.

But whether it was a joke or a sigh from the heart, only he and Sandres beside him knew.

Horus also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. As his best brother in the past, he knew Sanguinius' character too well.

This kind and tolerant brother always loses his composure because of the matter of offspring, and even hesitated when faced with the deal proposed by the devil.

But fortunately, Sanguinius's reason still prevailed over his emotions.

He made the right choice.

"It's not so much between me and Ryan, it's more between you, me and Ryan."

"You're too sentimental about certain things, and Ryan's personality is too cold, so... I have no choice but to shoulder this burden."

Horus and Sanguinius laughed together, and in this sea of souls that recreated the former Imperial Palace of Terra, the brothers who had once faced each other with swords smiled at each other again.

Although Sandiles did not say anything after witnessing all this, he was determined in his heart about one thing.

If the brothers who hurt each other in the past could resolve their differences and reconcile, even the scene of brothers looking at each other and smiling could be reproduced again.

Then the glorious past of the human empire will surely come again.

This time, mankind will surely hold a bright future firmly in its hands.

After completing the discussion, Sandiles regained consciousness and returned to his body. Sometimes he suddenly felt that it would be a good thing to stuff a few more fragments of the original body into his body.

At least when facing difficult problems, those Primarchs with rich experience and different personalities will give you considerations and suggestions from different aspects, which is a priceless treasure.

These experienced Primarchs were able to stop him when he made the wrong choice, and ensure that every step he took was on a relatively stable and safe platform.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask you and the Flesh Tearers to carry out a mission."

When Sandales thought about what he was going to say next and how Senai might react, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

"Just tell me, Father, and we will definitely complete it."

Although the Senai brothers felt that there was something strange about the smile on their genetic father's face, they couldn't tell exactly what was strange about it.

If you have to say it, it's as if his father had dug a small hole for him and was waiting for him to jump in.

"Don't rush to agree. This mission may be very difficult. You must be mentally prepared. If you feel you are not up to the task, you can refuse now and I will find someone else."

Sandelles's simple provocation worked. Senai became furious for a moment, and without even thinking, he blurted out an answer that would make him regret it later.

"Father, you can trust me completely. Both Malakin and Seth will make the same choice as me."

"Well, I now require you to return to Baal with the Weepers and Flesh Tearers and deliver a warning and an order to Dante in my name."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Morinai brothers immediately began to question whether there was something wrong with their ears.

He seemed to have just heard his father asking him to take the two regiments and leave, and then return to Baal...

"Ahem, are you okay, Senai?"

"Father, I may not have heard clearly what you just said."

At this moment, his originally calm heart was completely in suspense. He hoped very much that the moment just now was just a little joke played by fate on him.