On the third Terra standard after the Steadfast Light landed safely, the Iron Warriors finally killed the last intruder on the outskirts of Carrena.

Reports of killings from battalions and companies continued to flock to Perturabo's mind, and the numbers symbolizing blood and death skyrocketed through the brains of the protogenites, reaching six figures.

Rarely, the Iron Lord fell into a state of anxiety and uneasiness, and he turned his head to look at his blood brother.

"I think I'm going to use your magic this time, Magnus."

"I can't think of any way to manipulate hundreds of thousands of mortals at once and make them so blind, bloodthirsty, and crazy other than psionic power."

Magnus nodded, he was thinking the same thing.

"There may be a psionic entity lurking in this world that we don't know about, powerful, secretive, and full of undisguised hostility...... Perturabo, my most reliable brother, I have no intention of hiding from you: to be able to control a mortal of this magnitude, even my best heirs cannot do it, and that Ahriman and Amon may be able to influence the minds of thousands of mortals, and even take the lives of tens of thousands, but they also cannot make these people die for them unconditionally, and even hundreds of them are reluctant. ”

Perturabo listened calmly, and then, slowly, he spoke, an authority that could not be questioned.

"I remember the same thing happened to our brother Robert's Thirteenth Legion: they fought against the Osiris psionics, and those terrifying aliens could control the entire galaxy and billions of mortals, allowing them to launch a continuous offensive even against the array of the Astarte Legion, until the last man, and this madness even defeated the Thirteenth Legion at one point."

"And my Fourth Legion, long before my return, they reclaimed Venus in the solar system under the command of our father, and annihilated the Legion of Stone Ghosts entrenched there, I have seen the records of the Legion, and among the opponents they eliminated was the Psionic Witch of War, who controlled an entire planet, and it took our father to destroy them himself."

"If your reasoning is true, Magnus, then even if that monster isn't as powerful as the Osiris psionics or the War Witch, sending our heirs to search for it is simply a matter of death."

The voice of the Iron Lord silenced the two primordials, even though they were both supreme beings who could shape and destroy the kingdom on their own, living demigods who walked the mortal world, but when facing an opponent of this level, a dark cloud of worry and hesitation still began to envelop their minds.

The Iron Warriors had already lost no less than fifty warriors in the battle, and more than one squad of the Thousand Sons had lost contact, neither of them wanted to lose their troops again for this disaster relief operation.

The emperor's sons stared at the busy restoration site in the distance, each planning countless plans, but always giving up because of various shortcomings, and in the end, the safest one won their favor.

"We're staying here?"

"Yes, almost all of the people alive in the entire Li Star are now within a five-hundred-kilometer radius of Carena City, and as long as we hold on to this range, either it will ram into our defenses on its own initiative, or delay until it will be reduced to ashes along with the world - there is no second red dragon that can be used by it now."

There was a certain anger in Perturabo's words, the rage of his own son's worthless sacrifice, and the Iron Lord was still a romantic who occasionally grieved for his heir.

Magnus nodded, but he quickly thought about it again, and the Fifteenth Legion Genoplasm looked at the buildings that had been set on fire by the invasion as if thinking of something.

"Perturabo, my brother."

"Do you remember those [Sons of Sitan]?"

"Are you worried that they still have the last remnants of the party in the city of Carrena, ready to resurrect?"

"No, I mean, do you think this cult is strange, they are always able to evade our most rigorous investigations, and they are constantly emerging, no matter the ingredients, rich or poor, or even age, any mortal can be its followers, and the Red Dragon Legion, their rebellion is inseparable from this sect."

“…… What do you want to say? ”

Despite his suspicions, Perturabo decided to listen to his brother's thoughts first.

"I would say that it is almost impossible for even the tightest organization to do this kind of action, let alone a mad cult...... Unless ......"

Perturabo took his brother's words.

"Unless they're actually worshipping ...... Some, God? ”

"Son of Sitan...... Sitan ......"

"Referring to the mortal worldview, if there really is a terrifying psionic entity in this world, then it will be regarded as a god at all, and the truth of the empire is not worth mentioning in the face of the power of these savage creatures."

Magnus's radical remarks made his brother frown, and the Iron Lord wanted to refute something, but his eyes were immediately drawn to something else: Ahriman and Frix were approaching together, and they were hurrying and seemed to have important information.

"One of the mechanical priests we rescued in the inland city has just woken up, my lord!"

There was irrepressible excitement in Ahriman's voice.

"There is an important piece of information recorded in the data in his head: in his observations and calculations in the past few months, he has successfully deduced the origin of such a large-scale geological movement in Li Xing, which is the coordinate ......"

Perturabo almost snatched it, and he confirmed the position with just one glance: the Orchis Mountains!

The Iron Lord glanced silently to his side, and Morgan stood beside her, and beside her stood Magnus's think tank, Phosis.

The Genoplasma of the Thousand Sons insisted on taking this great mortal with them, because her abilities were so impressive, and in Magnus's deep consciousness, he trusted this mortal in some ways even better than many of his children.

Orchis Mountain ......

Perturabo remembered this, and of course remembered that less than six hours earlier, in the fortress of [Salimavis], he had adopted this place when he had embarrassed the brilliant silver-haired lady.

Thinking so, Perturabo's brow furrowed.

For, as he had asked Morgan the question at the beginning, it was storm season in the Orchis Mountains, where the winds could spread to more than half the world, all the way to the city of Carrena, affecting the weather and electromagnetic fields for thousands of kilometers.

The Iron Lord hesitated for a second, only for a second, his gaze was stubborn that had never changed.

Then he looked at his brother Magnus.

"I'll go there with my men to try to solve this problem, and you stay in the city of Carrena."

Magnus didn't answer him immediately, the genogen stared at the [Steadfast Light] in the distance, and after half a sound, he seemed to have figured out something.

"You can go there, Perturabo, but I can't stay here, I'm going to Zarukin too, to the place where my Atava team is missing."

Ahriman suddenly felt his breathing become difficult as the atmosphere visibly deteriorated.

Of course, this foolishness ignited Perturabo's anger in an instant.

"Now is not the time to worry about a few people, we are responsible for these millions of people in the city of Carrena!"

"I know! I'm in charge now! ”

"You're being selfish, Magnus! You're going to abandon the defenses here for a squad, that's the reality! ”

The angry roars of the two primordials collided in the ruins, both the tall Magnus and the slightly shorter Perturabo were giants to look up to, and when they clashed with excitement and anger, even the mere verbal words were enough to make Ahriman and the others tremble in place.

Although trembling from the turmoil of the demigods, the company commander of Chiko still moved to the side, hiding Morgan, who was also standing here and watching.

But that couldn't stop the coughing sound coming from behind him.

[cough...... Because what is there in Zarugin, Your Excellency? 】

The sound was not loud and weak, but it attracted the gaze of the two genetic primitives to turn around, like two searchlights with full power.

Ahriman's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he didn't know what to do for a while, but thankfully, the question had allowed Magnus to regain his wisdom.

"Yes, Perturabo, my brother, I figured it out just now."

"Since there really is a [Sitan], then it will definitely be waiting for us in Zarugin."

"How so?"

"Is there anything else in this world that can leave an Astarte team silent? I've lost at least fifteen men in those days, some from flight accidents, some from the rebels, but even if an entire squad were wiped out, they would have been enough to send back communications before they died, not like Atava and them, who had nothing to hear from them. ”

“……”

"It's an invitation, Peturabo, I can feel that guy waiting for me in Zarugin, the Atava team didn't send any information back, but their dead silence was some kind of signal."

"How do you deduce this, Magnus?"

"Intuition, the instinct of the psyker."

Ahriman only felt that the atmosphere had instantly become oppressive again.

Peturabo's face was pale, and he stared at his brother for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and sighed.

"Even if I don't agree, you'll go, I'm right, Magnus."

"The right answer is always born in obstruction and perseverance."

Looking at Magnus looking up triumphantly, it took the Iron Lord a moment to resist his urge to pick up the hammer.

He knew Magnus too well, and as a fairly good couple among the emperor's heirs, it was not the first time he had fought side by side with this Prospero, and he knew what kind of virtue this guy would be to rescue books when he was going to surrender, attack, besiege the enemy, and even destroy the battle.

Magnus was not at all like him Peturab, a Prospero man who would never learn the calmness, reliability, seriousness, and conformity that came from Olympia.

And he Peturabo is exactly such a person.

"Well, hopefully everything really turns out as you deduced, but Magnus, I also have my own conditions: you must leave enough strength to guard Karena, mortals have only one life and cannot withstand our adventures."

"Of course, Peturabo, trust me, I'll leave Ahriman in command, and order the entire Crow School to guard here, as well as the Celestial Owl School."

"And who are you going to take with you?"

"Forsys, and Morgan, that's enough."