Massive military supplies and supplies are transported by countless mortals and mechanical priests.
Thanks to the efforts of these slaves who were also plundered from the empire by the legion, the weapons and bullets destined to unleash destruction and destruction on the human empire are being loaded on countless ships, carrying out endless battles from star ports to various battleships.
In a back-and-forth cycle.
With the arrival of these supplies, part of the Word Bearers Legion, once one of the twenty sharpest swords of the Emperor, was once again commanded by the ruler of the Legion, the Dark Council.
Led by the apostles, they temporarily changed from a chaotic war gang to a large fighting group in the legion era.
Under the strange lighting environment in the subspace, the Astartes of the Word Bearers Legion, wearing dark red power armor like dried blood, appeared in formation at the starport where battleships gathered and at the end of the sky.
The Seventh Battle Group...
The twelfth battle group...
The Fourteenth Battle Group...
When nearly ten thousand fallen Astartes warriors appeared on the fleet above Sicarius Starport, the entire galaxy was shaken.
Demonic legions ten times their number are screaming, and mortal legions a hundred times their number are praying.
The giant beast called the Word Bearers also arrived in the demon world Sicarius and finally began to wake up after thousands of years of indifference.
"Buzz...buzz...Unit No. 00012 is applying for General Matters No. 39, waiting for approval...
Awaiting approval...
Not responding...
Not responding...
Default option starts, confirm to apply negative option..."
The communicator on the mechanical claw attached to the servo skull is vibrating, but its owner obviously has his own ideas, so he can ignore the notification in his ear and allow the machine to perform repeated and ineffective work.
Yes, the original body is still kneeling on the spot, and has not even opened its eyes.
After leaving the Temple of Purgatory, Lorgar continued his meditation in the mansion on the flagship after completing his meeting with Abaddon, rejecting all outsiders.
A hundred meters away from his body in a meditative posture, at the end of the field of vision is a gorgeous palace dominated by crimson. The twelve-meter-high explosion-proof door is decorated with fine gold and red copper, maintaining the bloody style consistent with the palace.
And gorgeous.
Just across this door, the figure that Lorgar never wanted to see stood quietly in front of the gorgeous door, waiting for the summons of his genetic master, the father of the legion.
"Erebus..."
The name of the First Priest flashed in Lorgar's mind, and just like the attitude shown by the former's tireless visit, the latter was immersed in the repeated entanglements in past memories and did not want to see this "great help" to him.
The assistant’s thoughts are equally firm...
The application for visitation is still being clamored for, and Luojia already knows the latter's intention.
The transcendence of the Primarch is obvious, and it is reflected in every detail of the life form:
Strength, agility, and inhuman growth speed, intelligence, perception, and inhuman curiosity and thirst for knowledge hidden under reason.
All kinds of qualities that seem to be just stronger than ordinary humans are combined together to form this monster called the Primarch.
The collection of information and the development of the five senses are only the most superficial display of its complex mechanisms and abilities.
From the time he was born on Corchis, Lorgar had inhuman hearing and the ability to organize and remember information.
This ability is one of the basic qualities that every Primarch has, and it is also his core ability as an outsider to understand and master the complex religious and historical knowledge of the Kochis world in a short period of time.
And it is this same ability that allows Luojia to do this without the need to review any physical documents or report from anyone, just by relying on the data transmitted by the legion's flagship Lady Blessed to the servo on him.
Like a cold observer, with a detached and clear perspective, he silently watches every detail of the entire legion's every move.
The data socket on the spine and the servo on the power armor are still exchanging data at high speed;
While Luojia obtained the current personnel status and material supply progress of the legion from the data displayed on the pupil membrane, he spoke to the servo skull flying behind him after complex deliberation:
"Let him in..."
Two voices from reality and illusion came out from the physical body of the demon primarch at the same time, and the blasphemous voice echoed in the space.
In this bloody palace full of demonic writing and anti-imperial sculptures, only the semi-demonized servo skull floats in the void, hoarsely responding to his orders with a ferocious and twisted face.
In the corridor outside the main hall, First Priest Erebus stood silently on the carpet in front of the door. Nearly an hour had passed since his last visible movement.
At the sentries on both sides of the gate, the honor guard of the original body is on duty;
But as the strongest man in the legion besides the original body himself, Erebus has no respect for these champions.
His eyes at this time unconsciously passed over these champions who he had personally trained. This meeting was obviously special enough, and there were reasons that even he had to pay attention to.
In the name of the Holy Demonic Primarch Lorgar Aurelion, the Dark Council, as the agent responsible for maintaining the operation of the legion during Lorgar's retreat, has followed the instructions left by the primarch and formulated a formal battle plan for this expedition. A dozen apostles of the Dark Council from different warbands, and a total of nearly 10,000 Astartes warriors under their command, were integrated into three large combat groups.
And in accordance with the legion's customary combat method, its attached demon legion and mortal auxiliary army have also been deployed.
The preparations for the army have been completed, but due to procedural considerations, Erebus had to go to the highest level of the Blessed Lady to wait for the original order.
But whether the original body can see him or not is another matter.
Because Luojia is no longer the same Luojia.
After the battle with his brother Guilliman at Calth, Lorgar, who had become a demon, embraced his own essence and no longer had any obvious flaws in his mind.
Although his will did not grow to perfection immediately, what cannot be ignored is that after becoming a demon, Luojia finally had his own complete personality.
This change is not obvious, but Erebus can tell from Lorgar's eyes that become deeper and deeper as time goes by:
Lorgar is still Lorgar, but he is no longer the Lorgar who can be driven by words like that good-for-nothing Kor Phalon.
He is no longer a simple young man who has just arrived in Kochis. He will curiously absorb all the knowledge given by the outside world;
It is also unlikely that a young man who was passionate about the empire during the legion period would be manipulated by Erebus with lies.
Now Lorgar is a true ruler of the legion. Although he is not powerful because he has devoted himself to the undivided chaos, if he pursues his status, he will even be higher than the Demon Prince.
How to get along with this kind of existence that is the incarnation of the power of destruction is a question that Erebas needs to rethink.
This shouldn't be a concern for him, because Erebus and Kor Phaeron still have one last card to play, and that is the Word Bearers, a huge legion with Lorgar's blood flowing through them.
But the original body obviously also knew about their reliance and had already prepared a way to deal with it.
After the war at the siege of Terra ended, Lorgar, who returned to the Eye of Terror, announced that he would enter a long period of meditation and break away from the actual jurisdiction of the Legion.
On the surface, this behavior means giving up control of the Legion, but in the eyes of Erebus, this actually means that the original body has completely severed all ties with the Legion, and by the way, he has separated himself from Kor Phaeron and Ereba.
They escaped from the big web woven by Sri Lanka's team.
What does this mean?
This means that with the integrity of the sacred demon primarch's personality, in the eyes of the new demon prince, Erebus and Kor Phaeron have used lies and human nature to distort the primarch's cognition and judgment in the past history.
Things have become increasingly obvious and irremediable.
The Primarch no longer trusted them, and even the Legion itself no longer cared.
Although the newly born Daemon Primarch did nothing, his behavior itself was sufficiently hostile to Erebus and Kor Phaeron.
Of course Erebus wanted to make amends, but countless rejected requests for audience in the past thousand years have made the First Priest deeply understand the original body's anger towards them.
This time is no exception, but the Legion's scheduling ultimately requires the approval of the original body. Even if it is a procedural wait, it must be respected enough, not even one second less.
Just when he thought this was another fruitless wait and was about to leave, the heavy doors retreated to the mezzanines on both sides in front of Erebus.
Under the huge porthole at the end of the field of vision ahead, facing the irradiation of the stars, the demon primarch, which has not been seen for thousands of years, is quietly existing there, waiting for Erebus's visit.