Horus had already ordered the killing of the Salinan Foundry Consul of the Oritian Technology Nation who came to negotiate with the Vengeful Spirit. After slandering the other party as an assassin, he successfully found an excuse and immediately triggered a war with the Technology Nation.

.

However, neither the Vengeful Spirit nor most of the Sixty-third Fleet stayed in the galaxy of the Technological Nation, but continued to sail in a certain direction in a certain galaxy.

After all, a mere technological nation is not worthy of the attention of Horus and his Sixteenth Legion or even the Sixty-third Fleet. If it were not for the purpose of obtaining the opponent's intact STC, I am afraid they would have directly used virus bombs and

The orbital bombardment directly leveled the opponent's planet to the ground.

Of course, those are not important!

Today, Warmaster Horus locked himself in his office. Then he used projection to directly enter the subspace and began to have secret conversations with his closest brothers.

And those who appeared in the subspace like him include Angron, the primarch of the 12th Legion's "World Eaters", Mortarion, the primarch of the 14th Legion's "Death Guard", and close friends of Horus.

, Fulgrim, the Primarch of the Third Legion 'The Emperor's Children'.

At the beginning, the three of them were not designed by the Word Bearers or someone like Horus, and then were whispered, influenced and corrupted when they were on the verge of death, when their mental defenses were at their lowest, but by Horus.

Russ subtly corrupted them through the words of his friends, and it was Horus who succeeded in joining his Chaos camp through his own eloquence and the whispers of the Warp.

Therefore, now that they have completely accepted the Warp and been corrupted by the Chaos God, they can follow the same lectures that Magnus is giving to Ali every day. Even if the four of them do not have that powerful psychic talent and psychic ability

Knowledge, but it was still easy to use projection to gather into a certain image in the subspace, and began their evil conspiracy, and began to discuss and plot their vicious cause of resisting the Empire and resisting the Emperor.

"Hehehehehe..."

"Hey……"

"Hmph..."

"Uh huh huh..."

In the subspace, the projections of four people sat in a circle, surrounded by churning chaotic energy and endless turbulent tides, but they didn't mind at all, just letting their evil smiles and vicious words flow in this different dimension.

Echoing in the subspace.

"Brothers..."

Finally, after the pleasantries, Horus spoke first with his low and powerful voice and tone that seemed to penetrate people's hearts:

“I got the message….”

"The inflexible guy Wolf King Leman Russ is about to arrive in Prospero. Once Magnus and his Fifteenth Legion are destroyed, the troops loyal to the empire will face the invasion of our Chaos forces in the future.

, without the help of the Thousand Sons Legion, they will no longer be able to organize an effective counterattack!"

"The legion that we fear the most will soon cease to exist!"

"Huh huh huh..."

As he spoke, Horus couldn't help but laugh a little proudly.

The Emperor originally only issued an arrest warrant to Leman Russ, but under the influence of the subspace storm, he easily changed the arrest warrant into a killing order, which might be a problem for other primarchs.

The brainless Leman Russ would never think too much about the order he hesitated and confirmed many times.

Therefore, as long as the subspace storm continues for a while and continues to affect intergalactic communications and subspace navigation, then the fate of Magnus and the Fifteenth Legion under his command is already doomed.

"very good!"

"Jiejiejie..."

When Angron heard this, a trace of bloodthirsty excitement flashed in his eyes.

Then, his thick fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair transformed by the mental power of the subspace and made bursts of dull rhythm, as if to hide his impatience, and then he said with a somewhat relaxed sneer.

:

"The loyal dog of Leman Russ..."

"Hmm hahaha!"

"He, the fool who claims to be the loyal dog at the Emperor's feet, only has rigid loyalty in his eyes, but has never understood the true meaning of the world - "

"Workaround?"

"That's just an excuse for weak people to avoid challenges!"

"As early as when my hands began to be stained with blood, I already knew that in this vast universe, only endless violence and bloodthirsty killings can create the iron rules of survival and the path leading to the supreme power.

The only way!"

"And we!"

"We, a group of berserkers who have been baptized by the flames of war, feed on blood, and favored by Khorne, will wield our butcher knives, tear apart the shackles of the past, and let the galaxy tremble with our roar!"

"We will lead it into a new era, one no longer bound by the phantom of any emperor, an era ruled by the true strong, whose glory is written in the blood of those who are weak, and whose strength conquers the stars.

!”

"The universe will remember our names, and fear will become the whisper of all creatures at night - we are the harbingers of the doomsday, the embodiment of power, and the kings of endless killing!"

"Jie hum hum…"

It can be seen that the grinning Angron is just like the bloodthirsty and violent Berserker Space Marines of the Twelfth Legion under his command. He himself seems to have fallen into the same trap as his primarch brothers have long rumored.

In the midst of madness, all he thinks about all the time is crazy things like bloodbath in the galaxy.

Perhaps, without the need for Horus to corrupt him, the original body of the Twelfth Legion of the Space Marines Astartes will one day completely surrender himself and fall into the embrace of Chaos, right?

"..."

Mortarion on the side glanced at Angron with a deeper and more complicated look, then turned to look at Horus and asked:

"Horus..."

"Your plan is ingenious, and it can indeed easily eliminate Magnus and his legions...but have you ever thought about what to do with the most loyal and difficult-to-convince guys?"

"for example……"

"Llane El'Jonson, the primarch of the First Legion's 'Dark Angels', Sanguinius, the 9th Legion's 'Blood Angel', and Robert Guilliman, the primarch of the Thirteenth Legion's 'Ultramarines'?"

"Those guys and their legions are not easy to mess with..."

Yes, Mortarion thought more, and was not as naive as Angron, that idiot who only knew how to kill.

After all, he knew that at least half of the Primarchs were still loyal to the Emperor, and if they all returned to defend Terra, plus the Emperor himself, they would have no chance of winning!

"Them?"

"Hmph..."

"No problem!"

Horus smiled slightly, as if he had expected that some of these brothers would ask this question, so he calmly said with a grin:

"Mortarion, your worries are justified. But please believe me, I have already prepared for all this."

"Those brothers you mentioned, those former brothers..."

"I have transferred them all to fight in remote star areas far away from Terra and far away from our current location. Even if they find clues or hear the news about our attack on Terra, they will not be able to come back in time."

"The other legions are already performing their own missions in various parts of the galaxy, and most of them are too late to come back!"

"Now, only the 'Imperial Fists' have been transferred back to the solar system by the Emperor himself to assist in the defense of Terra. Apart from some Imperial Guards and Sisters of Silence, the only guards on Terra are the 'Imperial Fists' of the Seventh Legion.

Just Rogal Dorn and his troops."

"Now is the time when Terra's defenses are at their weakest!"

Horus said proudly, but he obviously didn't pay attention to the mere legions, some Imperial Guards, and the Sisters of Silence, because he knew that the Imperial Guards were thrown into the subspace rift beneath the palace by the Emperor.

It was Magnus's masterpiece, and it was a great help to him!

As for the massive ordinary mortal empire legions and mortal auxiliary armies on Terra, they are not the key to victory or defeat.

Therefore, Horus did not take them seriously at all, nor did he put them on the balance of victory or defeat. Just like the equally large number of mortal auxiliaries in his own fleet, he did not need to go there at all.

Deliberately corrupting them, as long as they control the fleet by then, those mortals will naturally obey his orders honestly.

"sounds good."

"but……"

Fulgrim intervened at this time. As a close friend of Horus, he had trust and unconditional support for Horus, so he expressed his concerns:

"Horus..."

"Please allow me to remind you that our actions must be quick and decisive, and we must not leave any breathing space for the empire."

"At the same time, I suggest, we'd better prepare for the worst-case scenario?"

In Fulgrim's view, their strength is still a bit too weak. There are only four people at present. Even if you include the 'Word Bearers' legion, there are only five legions at present. If the plan to raid Terra fails,

At that time, they will probably have no choice but to flee into the subspace in embarrassment.

As for the fact that he was clearly the original member of the Third Legion's 'Emperor's Children', but now he was involved in the rebellion against the Emperor, he didn't care too much about whether the irony in this was a little too much.

"indeed……"

Horus nodded, and while expressing his agreement, he did not forget to use that affectionate title to confirm:

"Forgan..."
To be continued...