Do you know the eye of the typhoon? 】

[In the heart of a giant tropical cyclone, where the maximum winds reach 12 or more, and are often accompanied by violent storms and storm surges, there is a diametrically opposed stable area with few storms and rains: if the weather permits, the people in it can even see the sun and the starry sky. 】

[And now, we're getting closer to what resembles the eye of a typhoon.] 】

[The entire Dead Stars have now become a forbidden area for the waves of subspace, and the Supreme Heaven corresponding to this area is inert enough to suffocate those who are not qualified psionics, but in its core area, that is, around the lair where the person is hiding, the waves of subspace show extraordinary activity and instability: even if you look at the entire galaxy, there are few active areas like this in subspace. 】

[Miniature storms erupt there at any time and place, and the power of the psionics will be unleashed on our next battlefield that they will never forget: if they are not consumed by the blessings of that realm.] 】

And since those junior learners will become so powerful, then you should be able to imagine what kind of wind power I will have: so please don't worry, Lord Luther, even if the war will fall to the worst, I will have the ability to drag everyone back to the other side of life. 】

You know, I'm never going to go to war without preparation. 】

[So, please rest assured. 】

[Leave it to me.] 】

——————

As Morgan watched the ominous figure of the Alpha gradually be swallowed up by the blue arc light lit by Mandeville, she couldn't help but think of the scene when she went to see off Luthor before.

It wasn't a public occasion, and Morgan wasn't there because of Johnson's veiled request: the Spider Queen had gone as a cordial friend to see off the old knight of Caliban.

They were, of course: whatever the reasons for Morgan's initial approach to Luther, she now regarded this wonderful mortal as her true friend, rejoicing in his success and saddening his downfall.

She had also learned to treat others in the same way, such as Coswayne of the Dark Angel Legion, Sejanus of the Shadowmoon Legion, Kellyfanny of the Olympian World, and even Cassia the Chief Navigator of her battleship: Morgan felt something different in her dealings with these people, not the caution she had with the other Primitives, nor the helpless over-affection of her offspring, but a new one that made her feel pleasant.

Of course, she knew what the name of this aura was: [Friendship], the simplest and most difficult thing that more than half of the genetic protogens could not understand.

Morgan is glad that she is the other half: thanks to these friendships, the Spider Queen can even be complacent about finding a blue ocean to vent her emotions and feel joy, like a child who has found a new toy store.

Of all these friendships, the friendship with Luthor was obviously the most respectable, for the old knight of Caliban had too many flashes of ability and mentality, and the company with him always allowed Morgan to learn something new: especially the kind of calm that seemed all the more natural to Luthor after ten years of conquest in the Far East.

While the entire Dark Angel Legion was talking about the abrupt repatriation of the Caliban, the old knight didn't even leave room for his own gaffe, and he greeted Morgan with the same attitude as usual, his face as calm as if he were just going to spend a short vacation that he had not seen in a long time.

"I think I want to thank you for your help, Lord Morgan, for I would not have been able to accomplish these things in such a short period of time without your support: I can't even recognize the names of these two hundred legion elders."

[It's just a gesture.] 】

Standing on the icy tarmac, the shadows of Luthor and Morgan swallowed up by the darkness in the corner of the room, the Spider Queen glanced at the legionnaires as they walked by: they seemed uninterested in Morgan's existence.

[This is actually what Johnson meant: he handed over the list to me, and I just revised and finally signed the list with the assistance of Coswayne.] 】

"I think so."

Luthor shook his head, no matter how indifferent he was, no matter how calm the smile on his face was, he couldn't hide the bitterness in his pupils.

"Actually, I was not the slightest surprised by this appointment: as early as ten days ago, in a certain exchange between me and Johnson, he had already proposed it to me very vaguely, and I still resisted it in every possible way at that time, but obviously, he was thinking about his next step at that time."

【……】

[In your presence, I cannot pretend that Johnson is entirely right: if you are angry with his orders, and it is a matter of course, Luther, no one can accuse you. 】

"I do get a little angry, but not much."

Luthor shook his head.

"After all, I've earned enough glory and glory in this great expedition, thanks to your trust, Lord Morgan, and maybe I'll still fantasize about the future of continuing to fight in the galaxy, but for now, I'm not averse to returning to Caliban for a while."

"And, as Johnson said, there doesn't seem to be a better candidate than me: the last time we returned to the Caliban, I discovered that the Caliban were undergoing some irreversible changes due to their merger with the Human Empire, and it was clear that my beautiful hometown needed a trader at this moment to keep its future from being too bleak, and I would try to shoulder this responsibility."

[I think so.] 】

The Lord of Avalon smiled meaningfully at her friend.

[After all, with Johnson's character, he may appoint you with the recruitment of new blood for the entire legion, but he may not have remembered to give you so many rights, let me guess: after you decided to accept his appointment, you bargained with him?] 】

"Twenty years ago, I would never have dared to do this."

The old knight of Caliban responded to the smile of the genetic prototype, and also showed a smile full of tacit understanding, he spread his hands, and there was a little more activity in his tone that did not match his temperament.

"However, after commanding so many legions and fleets under your command, I also have a bit of courage beyond measure, and dare to ask Johnson some conditions."

"Before that, I think I had taken Johnson too seriously: in fact, when I made these proposals, he was a little surprised, but he only thought and was silent for a while before agreeing, and so, as you can see, I am now the governor of Caliban."

[Then you have to make good use of it, and at the same time be careful: after all, your hometown is not completely peaceful. 】

"I will."

"I hope that managing a world will not be more difficult than managing a legion, in fact, in my spare time, I have also thought of some ways to govern the Caliban, when I was in the Far Eastern Frontier, I also often observed the relationship between your Dawnbreaker warriors and mortals, I think I still learned some scratches, but unfortunately, I didn't have the opportunity to visit the famous Five Hundred Worlds."

[It's not that there are no opportunities. 】

Morgan said as he pulled out a book from the psionic rift beside him.

[For a psyker like me, this kind of portable rift is really a very convenient thing, and it can even make up for some regrets and deficiencies in life. 】

With that, Genogen shoved the book into Luther's hand.

You're going to need it. 】

“…… It's ......"

[This is a book written by my brother Robert, containing some of his thoughts and experiences in governing a world, and it is a gift from him: the original is still with me, and I am only a copy of it. 】

"Lord Killiman, ......"

Luthor took the heavy book as if it had been treasured, and he stroked the simple and unpretentious cover on it, casting a grateful glance at Morgan.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, I hope I can read the wisdom of Lord Killiman, after all, who wouldn't want to have a home planet like Maculag, and I think only Holy Terra or Avalon can match it."

[I hope that in a few decades, there will be the name of Caliban in this permutation comparison, you know, Luther, which is also important for the Dark Angel Legion.] 】

Morgan leaned down and patted Luther on the shoulder, her voice muffled.

[In this legion, there are some things that only you and I can evaluate in a more fair and calm tone in private, and only you can make efforts to change it. 】

[We all know how bad the First Legion is doing, Luther: At its peak, I remember that the Dark Angels had nearly 200,000 troops, and even after the bloody battle of Tax, that number was definitely around 160,000. 】

[But now, do you remember how many people there are in the entire Dark Angel Legion? 】

“……”

Luther's pupils dimmed, and in silence he remembered the number he had seen the last time he had flipped through the Legion's secret files.

"More than 80,000, less than 90,000."

"If you include the guards and covert operations detachments scattered all over the galaxy, as well as the small dispatch fleets and the guards left behind in important worlds, this number may be more than 100,000, but definitely not too much."

[Yes, 100,000 people.] 】

[About 30,000 of them are veterans from Holy Terra and Granmaye, and the rest are the new blood that the Caliban has replenished over the years: remember the last time you returned to the Caliban, the soldiers you recruited?] They don't have much left, and the worst of the wars have wiped out these Caliban recruits. 】

"I know: there is no one in ten."

Luthor sighed.

[I remember that when Johnson just returned, the Dark Angels numbered about 60,000 to 80,000, that is, both the total number of the entire army and the number of Terra veterans had already ushered in a halving by now: I can even bet you that this is already an optimistic attitude. 】

[In my personal memory alone, the number of Terra veterans I saved in the Zandan War and the following wars was almost 20,000: some of them avoided the fate of being consumed on the battlefield because of my strategic deployment, and some were forcibly retrieved by my spiritual power in those desperate situations. 】

[In this regard, I think I still have a share of credit, if it were not for me, the former original body of the army, the number of veterans of the entire First Army is estimated to be one in ten long ago, so 30,000 is already a figure worth optimism. 】

"Indeed, Lord Morgan, the entire First Legion owes you a great favor at this point."

Luthor nodded sincerely, as one of the main dispatchers of the Dark Angel, he knew very well that what Morgan said was true: relying on the dispatch command of the Lord of Avalon in countless large-scale battles and his presence on the front line, tens of thousands of Terra veterans and new blood of Caliban were dragged back from the catastrophe of death, and Morgan can be said to have single-handedly reduced the death rate of the entire First Legion by about one-third.

"But I still have to point one point."

The Caliban continued to speak, and before he spoke, he glanced at Morgan cautiously, as if he feared that his next words would anger the mild-mannered Lord of Avalon.

"If you look to the future, the Terra Veterans are not actually the decisive force: among all the legions that have reunited with the Originals, except for your Dawnbreaker Legion, which is a special case, there is no legion with the Terra Veterans as the core of their combat effectiveness, and the warriors from the original homeland are the new hope of the Legion."

[You're right. 】

Morgan nodded.

Luthor is telling the truth: among the Astarte Legion who possess the original body, the Terra Veterans are not really a mysterious and precious thing.

For example, among the Shadow Moon Wolves, the Terra veterans, led by [Ear Wind] Cruz, are the fringes of the Legion who have been ridiculed and squeezed by the Ksunian warriors.

In the Ultramarines, the Terra veterans are only sent to guard the seemingly important weapons of extermination that are not at all liked by the Genoplasms.

In other legions, these warriors who had followed the emperor in the conquest represented more the upper limit of the legion he was in than the lower limit of future development.

Perhaps only the two legions of Dark Angel and Daybreaker are exceptions, after all, as the two legions with the highest rank, they were established too early, so they have an exceptionally large number of veterans and extremely elite combat effectiveness, so they will be particularly conspicuous.

And if you compare it side-by-side, you will find how happy the Terra veterans in the Dawnbreaker Legion are: of course, the reason is needless to say, and even Morgan's name of "the weakest primordial" that has been circulated around the world, I don't know how much of it is because of this completely different preferential treatment that causes secret jealousy.

[That being said, there is one other thing to consider: a bad problem that you may have overlooked before.] 】

[Luther, my friend.] 】

[Do you really think that this war is the end of everything? 】

“……”

"What do you mean?"

Luthor was a little uneasy.

[A very simple thing: it is clear to you and I that Johnson is not a man who will be satisfied with a great victory. 】

Morgan's voice was hoarse, like the whispers of the devils in legends.

[Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, such as the Randan War or this Battle of the Dead Stars, will become a turning point for the First Legion from prosperity to decline, but you and I are very clear: there is no problem with the genetic seeds of the Dark Angels, so even if there are heavy losses in this war, as long as Johnson can settle down in Caliban after the war and recuperate for more than ten years, the First Legion can still recover, maybe it will not be the head of the former legion, but the scale of more than 100,000 people is still no problem. 】

[The real question is: Would Johnson do this?] Will he put up with his quest for duty and mission, stay with the world for decades in the Caliban, and restore the strength of the Legion? 】

“……”

“……”

Luthor was silent, his silence for an unusually long time, and he let out a long sigh when the last Legion Elder had boarded the transport.

"You're right, Lord Morgan."

"I can't think of any reason why Johnson would halt the expedition: if the First Legion survives this battle, he will only stay on Caliban for a brief time at best, and he will be eager to continue the expedition as soon as the Legion's numbers return to a barely shared passing line."

"Yes, the real difficulty for the First Legion is not these wars that are about to pass, but the great expeditions that are destined to be carried out in the shadows of no one knowing in the days to come: as long as Johnson does not calm down, perhaps the Dark Angel Legion will never be able to regain its former glory and strength."

"It will not be a fatal battle that will kill the First Legion, but a silence and desolation: sooner or later, we will be as obscure as those white scars, and Johnson loves it."

[No way, everyone's pursuits are different, Luther, and we can't get Johnson to conform to our needs, so we can only go and obey him in reverse: or don't make the situation worse.] 】

[I think that's the most important thing you need to focus on in Caliban: even if the war here ends in comedy, the future of the Dark Angel will be on your shoulders, and it will be a long job.] 】

"Yes, but it will also be a long glory: only a burden will have glory."

“……”

"Thank you, Lord Morgan."

Luthor nodded, the last trace of grumbling and confusion in his pupils seemed to be blown away by the breeze, and the old knight stepped back, and gave a knightly salute to Morgan rather seriously.

[Don't thank me, I'm just carrying out some kind of inheritance: I can't stay by Johnson's side all the time, and he and the Dark Angel will always need another supporter behind the scenes in the days to come.] 】

[Johnson is very similar to the emperor, the advantages and disadvantages are very similar: it is difficult for people like them to realize the grand plan in their hearts without a macado. 】

"That's true......"

Luther looked up, and he looked at Morgan with some hope in his eyes.

"So, I have one more question: what do I do?"

[What did you want to do?] 】

“……”

"According to my thoughts, the basic conditions and population of the Caliban are actually quite good, and I hope to govern it to the point where it can support the consumption of the entire First Army in the future."

【…… Peturabo? 】

“…… What? ”

[No, nothing ......]

[I mean: don't set your sights so dead. 】

Morgan winked at him.

[You are indeed the governor of the Caliban, Luther, but who has decreed that the Caliban can only be the world you are from: if you can, the Caliban can be everywhere. 】

[New Kaliban, Second Kaliban, Kalibania, Fort Kaliban, Kaliban Constituent States, Kalibangrad ......]

“……”

“…… But Johnson ......"

[Has Johnson ever restricted? 】

“…… He didn't mention it. ”

[That may be a kind of acquiescence.] 】

“……”

"I don't think that's going to be a tacit approval, Lord Morgan."

[Oh, Luther, my friend. 】

[But you can also think: this is a kind of acquiescence from Johnson.] 】

“…… But ......"

[Don't be so much. 】

[Listen, Luther, all you should do now is take the book written by my brother Robert, and take a good look at the contents: trust me, you're going to use it.] 】

——————

[Luther, the first expedition is over for you: but the second may have just begun. 】

——————

But my expedition may never end. 】

The Spider Queen rubbed the corners of her eyebrows, her gaze catching the last remnant of the [Alpha] disappearing into Mandeville Point, and a tired smile appeared.

Alpharis's legion eventually merged with them before the war began, joining a crusade in desperate need of reinforcements: this fresh force of at least 100,000 men greatly increased the odds of victory, and after some bargaining, they would join the battlefield as a support force behind the Dark Angel and the Space Wolf.

The Daybreaker, on the other hand, will sit in the rear army and become the general reserve at Morgan's disposal.

This distribution was the result of arguments and compromises between several primitives, and a small oversight on the part of Morgan: before that, the Spider Empress had never imagined that the biggest obstacle to the Alpha Legion joining the fray would come from Johnson and Riemanruth.

But think about it, a strange genetic agent that has never appeared in the public eye before, has never been publicly recognized by the emperor, and has never been known by any primordial body, and his powerful legion, and he has not been able to produce any authoritative documents and certifications: not to mention Riemanrus, it is difficult for Johnson's suspicious and sensitive mind alone, and his nerves, which are now tensed to the extreme, to accept all this at once.

Although the kinship that originated from the blood made both the lion king and the wolf king recognize at first glance that this was indeed their brother, and not another trick of the fallen man, the tone of Alpharis, which was obviously hiding something else, and the erratic posture of the entire Alpha Legion, still made the two genetic prototypes feel quite tired.

The Wolf King, who had just woken up from his slumber, was even better, and the Caliban, who had always been highly nervous and had bloodshot eyes, was a little overly suspicious: he even suspected that Alpharis was a thief sent by someone to steal the final victory of the Dark Angel Legion.

Morgan was a little helpless, obviously the previous Johnson was not like this: it seems. A certain Lion of the Caliban also knows very well what the First Legion has done to get to this point, and he may be able to tolerate their record being unknown to anyone, but he will never tolerate the final victory being stolen by another person.

Even if this person is his blood relative.

It took Morgan about twenty minutes to convince Johnson in this state, and she had to break down one after another the reasonable and unreasonable questions raised by the lord of Caliban, and by the way, grasp the art of fusion between reality and language as delicately as possible.

She had to convince the Alpha Legion to at least trust the Alpha Legion in this battle, but she couldn't do more to protect the Alpha Legion: after all, even Morgan herself didn't know the details of the Legion, and she couldn't make Johnson feel completely relieved with the reason that I could probe this brother's soul.

In the end, the Spider Queen had to use the tried-and-true killer weapon.

……

Johnson, you have to know. 】

[Even from a personal point of view, the assistance of the Alpha Legion is beneficial to you personally in another way: with the help of this friendly army, the casualties of our three legions will definitely be reduced a lot, and the three legions that have retained their basic combat effectiveness and activity behind you can already make you a strong candidate for the position of commander.] 】

“…… Commander. ”

[Yes: now is not the time to discuss such a thing as the Empire, with the assistance of the Alpha Legion, we can achieve victory, and now we need to think about what will happen after the victory: unlike the glamorous Horus, your record is destined to be unknown, so in order to be able to convince the public, the support of other legions is indispensable, and these legions that support you must be strong enough.] 】

[Just like me: though I will always stand behind you, can a worthless Morgan and a powerful Dawnbreaker Legion and the Far Eastern Frontier say the same thing?] 】

[Similarly, a Johnson who retains a strong legion, and a Johnson who has suffered huge losses in an legion, can they speak the same way to the commander? 】

[I admit that loyalty is important, it is the most important thing, but since we have been able to ensure our loyalty and mission, then we should consider other less-important things: such as future loyalty. 】

“…… Future loyalty? ”

Of course, if you are truly loyal to the Empire, Johnson, then you should preserve your power as much as possible while ensuring victory, even if it means accepting a completely alien ally like Alpha. 】

[Because only by doing this will you have the greatest chance of ascending to the position of war commander: apart from you, who can guarantee that they will be absolutely loyal to the empire in the position of war commander?] 】

Only you can do this, only your election is in the best interests of the Empire, so you must make sure that you can become a war commander in the future: this is a great mission. 】

“……”

[Peace of mind, Johnson. 】

[I understand you, your pursuit of the commander is not for your own selfish desires, but to be able to better serve the empire: this is for the empire,]

[So, this is also loyalty. 】

“……”

"You're right, Morgan."

"I will become a war commander, not for myself, but for the empire: I have no extra ambition for the honor of becoming a war commander, everything for the good of the empire."

[That's right, that's it.] 】

[Battle Marshal.] 】

——————

Seriously, Morgan even felt a little strange: although this reason sounded very individualistic and very inconsistent with the loyalty philosophy of the Caliban Lions, the word "war commander" seemed to have some kind of magic, and when it came out of Morgan's mouth, Johnson actually calmed down slowly with a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the tense nerves were soothed a lot.

And this calmness is what Morgan needs, and the Spider Queen takes advantage of the victory to chase after her, smashing all kinds of reasons on Johnson's face, either for the Empire or for the Dark Angel. Even made a completely boundless promise that [Alfaris would vote for his commander], so that the Lion of Caliban reluctantly accepted this new comrade-in-arms whom he still did not trust.

Hydra didn't have much of an opinion on this, he accepted his new position very smoothly, only cared about some strategic and tactical details, and was quite enthusiastic about recommending his legion to some fronts with high casualty rates, as if these warriors were not very young, but just clones who looked exactly like him.

The cold-bloodedness of this added a few twists and turns to the end of the meeting, but when Luther's ship disappeared into Mandeville Point on the other side, the Genogens finally settled on everything about the war.

Thus, with the order of the commander-in-chief of the war, Johnson, the Empire's war engine was once again turned on, and the huge fleet loaded with four legions began to sail into the ever-beating light of Mandeville in turn, pushing the battle line to the last and most important short distance.

As the queen of the entire army, Morgan and her children quietly watched the parade of all the armed forces of the empire in front of them, and Mandeville flashed dozens of Terra standards in turn, before it was the turn of the first pioneers of the Dawnbreaker.

"The vanguard fleet requests your orders, my lord."

Lana's voice rang in his ears, and he stood beside the Spider Queen, and used his figure to block the black iron box on the table: more old guards surrounded the box, all in a seemingly unintentional manner.

On the other side, Conrad's gaze flickered from time to time, and the heavily armed Midnight Wraith seemed to have no more interest in anything, and only when his gaze briefly swept over Morgan's face did he flash his eagerness for the next bloody war.

Farther away, the company commanders, led by Cortez and Hecht, either arrived in person or in a holographic projection, waiting for orders from their genetic mothers.

All of this was taken into his eyes by Morgan.

【……】

[That's it.] 】

Let's go. 】

[My children, my sons, my comrades-in-arms, in my name, I ask you to remember this day. 】

For on this day a Primordial will die: in the days to come, you may be able to boast to others in this way, or to relay all this. 】

I was present when Morgan killed his brother. 】

I almost forgot one thing......

Ahem, a long-lost push:

Warhammer: In the Name of the Ashes

This old-timer is so famous, I won't write a synopsis or anything, in short, the moon entrusts me to bring a message to readers: he has worked hard to recover the daily update, and has begun to sprint towards the end of the story!

Don't forget to support it!

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That's right

684947131

This is the group number (I always see someone say that they can't find the group)

(End of chapter)