Emperor's Bane

Chapter 12 Dawn Redemption ([-])

"Senior advisor?"

"When did the legion have this official position?"

"Father just decided to set it up. He believes that every Thousand Sons should not waste more energy on daily affairs. We can leave those more trivial things to mortals to deal with, although this will cause predictable damage. Inefficiency and corruption, but tolerable."

"As for the high-level advisors, as the name suggests, they will act as a part of the think tank and be responsible for dealing with matters related to mortals, such as counting supplies, or serving as mid-to-senior officers guarding the steeple."

(The Spire Guards, the mortal auxiliaries of the Thousand Sons Legion, are well-equipped and well-trained.)
"Then we have more time to collect and organize knowledge and do really great things."

"...that's really good."

Thinking of the ordeals of these days, Hathor Matt stroked his long golden hair, praising the wisdom of Gene Father in his heart, but he really didn't want to communicate with those ignorant mortals anymore.

This swordsmanship genius of the Liangyu School is a guy who is keen on perfection. He felt the warmth of home when he was sent to the Third Army, and he developed the habit of using spiritual energy to maintain his perfect appearance. And at the same time as this habit is formed, it is a deep hatred for all kinds of [imperfections] of mortals.

"The affairs of mortals should be handled by mortals. After all, only sparrows know the sound of sparrows."

Hearing this, Atawa, who was walking in the front, couldn't help but glance back, the thought of refuting his fighting brother flashed through his mind, and then he was stifled.

Now is not the time.

With no one answering Hathor's declaration, the Atava team was once again enveloped in silence. They quickly passed through the thick smog and returned to the abandoned Zarujin City: it used to be the Dawn Star Technology The center of culture and culture, magnificent libraries and grand theaters can be seen everywhere, but at this time, the whole city is dead silent, like a gray corpse of a giant beast, exuding a despairing tranquility.

Along with the tranquility comes fog, a thin mist, and Atawa always feels that there are illusory laughter spreading in the mist, but when he concentrates on listening, he can't hear anything .

"Remember the mission of the Primarch, everyone."

Before splitting up, Atawa emphasized his team's mission one last time.

"We want to collect the wisdom and books lost in this city as much as possible. The world is about to come to an inevitable destruction, and we need to save as much knowledge as possible before that. This is the foundation of our genes. The will of the Father is also the greatest mission."

"As before, spread out the search and report to me every 5 minutes according to the number. I need everyone to stay safe and connected during the operation."

"Now, let's get started."

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"This is……"

When the fourth safety report was also successfully completed, Atawa stopped involuntarily, and his eyes were attracted by a monument on the left.

It was the tallest and oldest stone tablet, and it was densely engraved with all kinds of lofty aspirations and enjoyment of the future, but what Atawa paid attention to was not these, but the lifelike giant carved on the top of the stone tablet. beast.

Antlers, camel head, rabbit eyes, snake neck, mirage abdomen, fish scales, eagle claws, tiger paws, cow ears, slender body, flying scales and claws.

"The Kingdom of Dragons..."

Atawa muttered softly, this majestic, sacred and mighty beast is hard to be mistaken, it successfully evokes some memories of the Thousand Sons: before he followed the emperor's footsteps into the starry sky, Before he reunited with his Primarch in Prospero, even before the blood mutation invaded the Thousand Sons Legion, he had performed a simple mission in Holy Terra as a most ordinary warrior .

It was a land once called the Kingdom of Dragons. It was at the foot of the Terra Palace. It was one of the Emperor's original supporters. On it, the greatest and most glorious empire in human history appeared, and it also left The richest monuments and heritage.

Atawa was sent there to collect it. He was a fully reformed warrior at the time, but he remembered everything clearly enough. He can still recall the rich legacy left by that land. , and the traces he saw when he explored those warehouses.

"dragon……"

Whispering the name, he continued his quest, and soon found various sigils in other corners of the city, identical to those he had seen in Dragonland.

There seemed to be laughter in the mist, but Qianzi had learned to ignore these things.

Atawa was feeling emotional, but at this moment, his communicator rang.

"Atava, it's me."

It was Hathor's voice.

"I found something interesting here, Atawa, a ship, an unusually old colonial ship, it may be the same as the Steadfast Light, a legacy of the golden age!"

Hathor's joy and excitement can be felt even through the communicator, and Atawa can fully understand his comrade's gaffe: because he is the same.

A lost ship from the golden age, which means infinite possibilities: precious books and artworks, unique copies depicting thousands of years of history and knowledge, and even more precious things-such as STC.

Until now, Atawa finally understood why Magnus insisted on exploring this ruin by himself, and even argued with Perturabo—presumably his genetic father had already discovered this treasure, but because of disaster relief, Too urgent to dig.

"Its hatch is blocked, Atava, I must force it open..."

Hathor's eager voice came, and Atawa couldn't care less.

"Stay there, Hathor! I'm calling everyone to you, we need to explore it together."

After all, without waiting for Hathor's answer, Atawa hurriedly ran, leaving only a series of communication voices calling his teammates behind him.

He was in such haste and joy that he didn't even hear the muffled laughter in the mist.

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"What did you say, Forsyth?"

"It's Atawa, my lord. The Atawa team hasn't contacted us for half an hour, which is far beyond the communication interval you requested."

"That doesn't sound good."

Magnus nodded, and he looked around, only to see a mess everywhere.

"But we don't have time to deal with them now, Forsyth, things here are more troublesome than I thought."

Forsyth looked at his genetic father, the continuous smoke emitting from Magnus's body, and the wounds caused by the shells and energy flow, and nodded silently.

At first, they all thought it was an ordinary aid mission. Magnus led his sons to this inland city. He ordered his children to disperse to aid those who were trying to maintain order. Iron Warriors, and he himself went to find Governor Varga of Dawn Star himself.

The governor has the final command to open and close any location on Dawn Star, any machine, and Perturabo's huge and complicated evacuation plan cannot do without his help and cooperation.

At the very beginning, everything went smoothly. Tens of thousands of people gradually gathered and evacuated with the joint efforts of Thousand Sons and Iron Warriors, and Magnus also found the unconscious man in a severely damaged Rhino command vehicle. Governor of Dawn Star.

But at this moment, [Red Dragon] appeared.

[Red Dragon] is not a beast, but Dawn Star's Planetary Defense Army, commonly known as PDF. Huge air force and mechanized troops.

And the [Red Dragon] that appeared in Magnus's field of vision was a sizable armored army. The Primarch could recognize weapons of war including the Sword of Destruction, Executioner, Chimera, and Rhinoceros, but just when he was confused by the Why is this army only appearing now.

[Red Dragon] fired.

The Betrayer's offensive was extremely fast and fierce. Thanks to the advantage of undeclared fighting, a laser cannon accurately hit the unsuspecting Magnus, leaving several scars on the Primarch's body.

But that's all.

Magnus raised a hand, and an invisible energy shield enveloped the entire city with ease. The betrayed Red Dragon Legion almost crazily unleashed their firepower, but only left ripples like splashes on the shield.

The Primarch did not give his enemies more opportunities and mercy. His mighty power shook the sky and the mountains. In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the boulders fell. The most threatening armored army was either crushed to death by the sudden natural disaster, or Crushed to ashes one by one by the angry Primarch.

The Thousand Sons and the Iron Warriors filed out and wiped out the last batch of resisters in an orderly manner, and even captured a few unsteady prisoners for torture.

After a few minutes of fighting, the Primarch first reminded his brother in the city of Carena, and then, just as Magnus was trying to treat the unconscious Governor Dawn Star, he received a message from the Atava team who lost contact message.

This news only silenced the Primarch for a second, and the retrieval of his son was on his inner memo, but before that, he had work to do.

"How is the result?"

After making sure that the life-threatening Governor was not in danger, Magnus set his sights on the Iron Warrior walking towards him.

"It has been asked, my lord."

The Iron Warriors saluted the Primarch of infinite might.

"All the prisoners of war admitted that they were fighting for [Son of Sitan], but none of them could explain why they wanted to betray the empire. According to most of them, they were controlled by a voice in their minds, and they started to fight involuntarily. took action."

"Then did they say, where did the other Red Dragon troops go?"

"They don't know, my lord."

"Then bring them here, and I will interrogate them myself."

"Well... my lord, they have suddenly died suddenly due to unknown reasons. The military doctor's preliminary analysis may be some kind of time bomb on the spiritual level."

"……All right."

Magnus rubbed the corners of his brows in pain. There are no people around him who specialize in mind control. The Tianxiao School has always been good at this, but just to be on the safe side, he left them all in Carena.

He began to miss them, even Morgan, who was also a master of mind control.

"Forsyth."

Magnus turned to look at his son.

"Have the results of the investigation come out?"

"It has been determined, my lord, that the red dragon forces who attacked us came from at least 33 different warbands, and we have found all the signs to confirm this."

"Very good... How many battle groups are there in total in the Red Dragon Legion?"

"Uh... 33."

"That is to say, all the traitors?"

Forsyth saw his father begin to think, and soon Magnus' expression turned dark.

"The anti-rebel army that attacked us was only [-] at most, and the Red Dragon Legion... I remember it was a million people?"

"Yes, my lord."

The Primarch glanced at the almost evacuated city, his voice seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be asking Forsyth.

"This is already the only big city left in the Dawn Star other than Carena, and the rebel forces here are so scarce..."

"Where do you think they're going?"

Forsyth was not an idiot. Facing this not difficult question at all, he figured it out right away, and after that, his expression became extremely exciting.

The Primarch took a deep breath.

"Forsythe, regroup the troops."

"Let's go back to Carena."

"Quick... quick! Quick! Quick!"

(End of this chapter)