【Terra】

Dorne half-knelt in front of the steps of the Golden Throne, his face as tight as a rock.

[Father, Vulcan and I are ready to rekindle the Torch. 】

The man on the throne didn't move, and Dorne looked up at the solemn face of the Lord of Humanity, countless golden flames rising around the Emperor, but still not as dizzy as the Emperor himself.

+ Ready to rekindle. ＋

Dorne nodded, "Yes. 】

Without nostalgia, Dorn strode out of the place.

The lumen balls in the palace corridor dappled the boulders, and the Imperial Fists followed in Dorne's footsteps as they walked beneath the intricate palace to re-light the torch.

It's like when Dorn extinguished the Torch with his own hands.

At that time, the emperor ordered him to extinguish the star torch within twenty-four hours.

Extinguishing the Star Torch, the Primordial clearly understands what kind of evil this will bring, those ships that stay in the subspace will not be able to sail, the Star Whisperer will be out of control, and the countless fighting lines will be directly defeated by the communication connection.

This step will kill a lot of people, and Dorne knows this all too well.

But this is an order of the emperor.

He is the fist of the empire that defends the palace, he is the stubborn stone that guards the will of the emperor, Dorne did not say anything, just asked his own question as usual, and after receiving the emperor's answer, he set off to extinguish the star torch.

It didn't go well, he got into a fight with Vulcan, who ran out and wept bitterly, and the Lord of the Fire Dragons was desperate to persuade the emperor to give up this step, but Dorn did nothing else but knock Vulcan over, knock him unconscious, and then continue on his way.

Then it was the Eternals who came to stop him, and Dorne had to fight again, and he succeeded.

In the end, it was the Star Court that came to thwart Dorne, and extinguishing the Star Torch would mean that the Star Court would lose countless excellent and working Star Talkers, as well as the Navigator family with the Star Language Court.

In the face of aggressive questioning, accusations, and attacks from the leaders of the Star Court, Dorne did not compromise.

Finally, the psyker, who had been pressed to the wall by the Fist of the Empire and had a binding psionic device, looked at Dorne viciously and rebuked,

"After this, the Court of the Stars will never serve the Fist of the Empire!!"

【Okay.】 】

Dorne said, and then he departed, completing his mission before the last second came.

And now, three months after the Torch was extinguished and Terra was at war, the Emperor ordered Dorne to relight the Torch.

Dorn, who had buried himself in reinforcing Terra's defenses, raised his head from the construction site and returned to the Emperor, taking orders.

There are no doubts, no doubts, no confusion.

Because he's Roger Dorn.

Roger Dorn who was chosen by the Emperor to guard Terra.

Dorn knew that war had broken out, he knew that above Terra, in the distant eyes of fear, there was a fratricidal lake, and he knew that to the east of the Empire, the dark side of the Empire that was worse than dead because of the fall.

Countless armies are gathering and rushing towards the battlefield to try to win the battle, but there will not be a Fist of the Empire among the armies that will fight - they will defend Terra.

After turning a corner again, Dorn saw Vulcan, who had been sent to the network by the Emperor, and Dorn did not know what Vulcan was doing, but now, the Emperor ordered Vulcan to assist Dorn in relighting the Torch.

Vulcan swallowed and walked towards Dorne with some guilt.

[Sorry, brother. 】

[I understand,] said Dorne, as they walked together towards the Hollow Mountains, [did he tell you when to light the Torch?] 】

Vulcan nodded, but Dorn saw the uncertainty in the eyes of the Lord of the Fire Dragon, and Vulcan said hesitantly,

[He asked me to see it for myself, to find out the truth in the cracks of the network, and I saw a lot of incomprehensible existences, darkness, labyrinths, shining and broken St. Giles...... But I think I know when it's time to light the torch again. 】

Vulcan's mouth opened,

[On the other side of the sun and the bright moon together, on the other side of the darkness and the tide together, in order to no longer sleep, people need to light the lamps of the stars. 】

Dorne frowned without a trace, "There's no word to describe time. 】

Vulcan's mouth was wide open, then closed, and then opened, like a dehydrated fish, [this is...... It's a metaphor I can't decipher them, but I know that as soon as I see it, I know it's going to be that moment. 】

What do you think? 】

Dorne asked, and Vulcan took a few anxious steps and said, "Intuition. 】

Okay," said Dorne, tell me when the torch will be lit. 】

Vulgan stopped him and stood still, but immediately caught up with Dorne, "Don't you ask me anything else?" 】

Vulcan watched as Dorne's gaze moved to his face, and looked at Vulcan carefully for a moment,

[You are Vulcan, you have not betrayed, the emperor ordered me to ask you the time. 】

Dorne said, "What do I need to ask, Vulcan? 】

Vulcan looked like he wanted to say something, but the Lord of the Fire Dragon didn't say anything in the end, and he followed Dorne dejectedly,

【…… I'm sorry for my impulsive actions. 】

"Your actions at that time were indeed wrong, absolutely wrong," Dorne said, "If it weren't for me being stronger than you, you would have caused the whole plan to fail. 】

Vulcan sighed, Dorne still couldn't speak, he didn't say anything more, and followed Dorne into the hall.

There, the Fist of the Empire has a hundred thousand psionics ready.

They are all the fuel for the next, the star torch.

Vulcan felt his eyes moisten again, but he didn't say anything, he cowardly turned his face away, trying not to look at the pleading expressions of the psionics.

He saw people dressed in religious clothes in the distance, and Vulcan wondered why they were accompanied by several Blood Angels stationed in Terra's warriors, but this time, he didn't say anything.

He stood beside Dorne, and they boarded the elevator and headed for the surface of the Hollow Mountains.

Finally, the two Primordials stood, standing on the cold and desolate land of Terra, waiting for the moment to rekindle the Torch.

Above them, the giant eye was flashing.

(Take a look at the words of the writer)

(End of chapter)