"Reliable information, the Bullet has left the Far Eastern Star Field! It will not be returned for a short period of time. ”

An Iron Warrior recruit knocks on the door in a blast, bringing the exciting news to Perturabo, who has just returned from the Ghoul Constellation.

For the Iron Warriors who are preparing to attack the core star field of the Human Federation and invade Falla, the departure of the Smarble cannot but be said to be a great news, which means that their assault will be given an invaluable window of time, and the Iron Warriors can concentrate on arranging the magnificent steel torrent to break down the orbital defense of the Human Federation, without trembling at the personal power of the Smarble.

But fortunately, Peturabo was a little suspicious, and the point of his doubts was the timing of Russell's departure, which was too coincidental......

"Is there a way to figure out where the Bullet Star is going?" Perturabo asked the heir beside him.

The Iron Warrior recruit shook his head: "Our undercover agents can only lurk at the grassroots and marginal units of the Order of Truth at most, but all monks who have an official and a half-position carry or install a complete anti-Asian space system, which is difficult to bewitch and corrupt. ”

He continued, "We can only roughly tell from the direction of the mobile fleet that the Slinger is travelling in that his target may be within the range of the 'Hazy Star Field', which is a long journey, and nothing else is known. ”

"......" Peturabo took a deep breath and was silent for a long time before he lowered his voice and said, "What a coincidence. ”

The Iron Warrior recruits nodded when they heard this, and there was one thing to say, indeed, it was too coincidental.

With Perturabo having just returned from the Ghoul Constellation, and before the Iron Warriors and the Cult of the Dark Machines have yet to complete the final tweaking of the ancient artifact Nightingale's Anchor, the Iron Lord's plan to invade Fallas has just begun, and the Strummer has left for a long journey for a mystery reason.

I don't know where the destination is, and I don't know when I will return, this coincidental timing is like Russell standing behind Perturabo and patting him on the shoulder, putting his lips to his ear and whispering to him, buddy, don't prepare, hurry up, and if you delay a little later, maybe you'll be back, and then you will have good juice to eat.

In this situation, how could Peturabo not hesitate?

It was as if someone had seen through Perturabo's concerns, and while he was hesitating and pondering, an unexpected visitor visited the Foundry World Rust Plague.

Massive ships about 20 kilometers long leap out of the water waves of subspace, elaborate outer armor adorns beautiful gold edges, the 'Avenue of Triumph' in the center of the bridge is covered with beautiful marble tiles, behind the guard of honor of the Space Marines in precious purple power armor are precisely cut agate stone pillars, which tell the glorious deeds of the past in gilded fonts, and the statues of the heroes of the legion shine in the endless light of the stars.

This is the flagship of the 3rd Legion, the Glory of the Emperor's Son, the Glory of the Queen-class battleship, and the Pride of the Emperor.

Slaanesh's ascension primordial formida Fogham, dragging its long, beautiful purple snake tail, swam across the ornate triumphal path to the bow of the Emperor's Pride, where it stretched out its four arms to greet its brother who had stayed at the orbital base above the Rusty Scourge.

"Fogham? When it came. Perturabo frowned, he did not welcome the visit of the emperor's son: "What is it doing here?" ”

The relationship between Perturabo and Forgrim has always been not very good, and the two primordials can't be called brothers, friends, brothers

During the Great Rebellion of Horus, Forgrim claimed that the Eldars possessed an ancient artifact called the Angel of Extermination that could be used against the Emperor, and had Perturabo enter the Eye of Fear with him, invading the world of an Elven woman named Idris to snatch the artifact.

However, in fact, there is no such thing as an 'Exterminating Angel' capable of fighting the Emperor, and when the Emperor's Son and the Iron Warriors are at war with the spirits of the Elders awakened in the grave of the Old Woman's world, Foggrim plots against Perturabo in a huge spherical temple.

By extracting the subspace essence of Perturabo as the original body, and by plundering the power that devours his brothers, Vogrim successfully performs a ritual and ascends to become the Demon Prince of Slaanesh.

Although Perturabo later succeeded in seizing the opportunity to counter Fogrim's plot, the two Primordials formed a bitter enmity, and their genetic offspring, the relationship between the Iron Warrior and the Emperor's son became extremely bad.

In addition, after the end of the Horus Rebellion, Robert Killiman and Roger Dorn jointly set off a bloody purge, and the rebel legions fled into the eye of fear like lost dogs, and infighting and dumping each other between losers were common, but it was a rare anomaly to gather Chaos Astartes from different original genetic sequences to act together like Abaddon.

Immediately afterward, Perturabo saw a familiar face on the bridge of the Emperor's Pride docked in the Rusty Calamity Orbital Starport, a humanoid monster with a rickety body, covered in blue-purple bird feathers, each with a purring blood-red eyeball growing at the base of each feather.

Tzeentch the Devil, Drowned Yask.

Ever since Tzeentch used the rampaging Star God Shard Ishudor to tear apart the Garil Constellation and bring Oregon closer to subspace to be swallowed by the Infinite Root, Arsk the Drowned, who had been walking with the Plague Apostle and the Iron Warrior, had never appeared, and the whereabouts of the Chaos Demon had always been uncertain, and Perturabo had not paid much attention to it.

However, when it appeared in front of him again, it was with Vogrim and the Emperor's Son.

"The new ally I have brought you, Lord of Iron. His Royal Highness Vogrim has brought the will of Prince Joy, and the Emperor's Son will fully support us in our next actions! The voice of the drowned Asque resounded in Perturabo's head, echoing with a buzzing noise.

Peturabo froze, and when he looked up, Vogrim threw a bewitching look at him with his hands around him.

"Shut your mouth, Birdman, I have personally drawn up a complete plan of action for the invasion of Falla, and the addition of more allies will not increase our chances of victory, but will disrupt my arrangements." Peturabo snorted.

Before the drowned Asque could speak, he heard Vogrim say in a seductive voice as soft as cream: "It is worthy of the Iron Lord, this mouth that can't speak is really harder than pure gold, and it is clear that the departure of the Star Bulleter has already interrupted your arrangement, whether it is the artifact of the Dark Age of Technology or the facility to break through the defense of the Fallas orbit, you have not yet finished it, Rao is so, our Iron Lord still chooses to hold his neck and refuse the help of others." ”

Peturabo couldn't have been as strong as he looked, just holding on.

"Oh, I have my own way of war, and the Iron Warriors are not weakened enough to beg for help from you depraved people who have fallen into the abyss of desire." Perturabo's expression was still solemn, and he did not waver for the slightest, but under the calm exterior, the Iron Lord's fist was already too hard to resist.

If it weren't for Tzeentch's face, he would have ordered all of the orbital defenses of the Rusty Forge World to rain fire on Vogrim's flagship long before the Emperor's Pride docked.

Yask the Drowned, the spokesperson of the Lord of Change, and Perturabo's pact with Tzeentch is still being fulfilled.

Persuasion was fruitless, and Fogham didn't insist on anything more, and the pride of the Imperial Phoenix made it impossible for it to put aside its arrogant posture and ask for its brother's companionship.

Fogrem turned and stepped onto the Triumphal Archway, its swaying snake tail crawling towards the cabin of the Emperor's Pride, its body enchanting, its voice as soft as the breeze that swept through the sea of souls in ancient times: "Even if you reject the offer to join forces with us, the Emperor's Son will still go to the Far Eastern Star Domain on his own to attack the hinterland of the Human Federation." ”

Slaanesh's Ascension Primordial didn't just come here to help Perturabo carry out Tzeentch's plans, but also in the Far Eastern Star Domain, there was something coveted by the Prince of Pleasure, and Slaanesh's ambition for that treasure was nothing compared to Perturabo's plan of action.

The Ascending Prototype of the Emperor's Son has received the will of the Slaanesh Buddha-figure, and he is desperate to obtain the precious treasure that is treasured in the heart of the Far Eastern Star Field, and he will do whatever it takes to do so.

Fogrem burrowed into the pride of the Emperor's cabin, and it was bound to get the treasure.

And the Bulletist himself didn't even know of the existence of such a 'treasure' that could attract Slaanesh.

(End of chapter)