"According to the records of the history of the letter, there is a reason why my body is late."

Under Dorn's serious frown, Killiman couldn't help but want to defend his own ontology, lest this discussion only lead to a conclusion that if Killiman could get to Terra quickly, everything would be fine.

The emperor's ascension to the throne was due to the untimely arrival of Killiman, and the final victory or defeat of the war was all due to the duel on the bridge of the vengeful spirit.

Kiriman didn't want his brothers to think so.

"What would you do if you were leading a fleet and trying to rush over to help, only to find that your radar scanned countless Glory Queen-class ships like the Vengeful Spirit on the way?"

"Don't tell me Dorne you'll give the order for the fleet to rush over."

With that, Killiman looked up at Dorne for a response, and the two looked at each other.

It's hard for Dorn not to feel that Kiliman has a point.

According to a secret work compiled by Killiman himself, the subspace influence of the Horus Rebellion was raging around Terra, and he scanned many, many vengeful spirits on his way to support.

It's so much that it's desperate.

Dorne was well aware of this, and he had also looked at the data board that Horus was holding.

"If that war were fought with us clones...... Then Ryan was supposed to go to Terra. Killiman stretched out his hand to the Caliban on the star map drawn by Fogrem on the table, "The subspace storm caused by the mutation in the solar field has long been hit by Ryan's fleet. ”

Killman's hand pointed to Terra on the star map: "If there is a high probability that someone's fleet will be able to get Terra, it must be Ryan's fleet, who knows how many good things he has hidden, after all, he doesn't even want to keep things like the general's cannon for himself, and can be given to Peturabo as a gift." ”

After saying that, Killiman threw another "you threw the responsibility on me first" look at Ryan.

Not far away, Perturabo, who was sitting in the corner facing the wall, heard Kiliman talking about himself, and his hand paused as he repaired his equipment.

In the eyes of other protoclones, Perturabo was the least interested in this series of discussions.

But in reality, Perturabo was interested in the fact that the ears under the helmet almost automatically turned in the direction of who was speaking when they spoke.

I was eager to participate in the discussion, especially about the deployment of defenses in the Siege of Terra, and to have a hearty debate with Dorne.

But Peturabo sat facing the wall, seemingly unconcerned about the discussion.

"If the outcome of the war can be changed, it will definitely be." Dorne leaned over the iron table, looking at the star map and march route drawn by Fogham, and muttered, "We shouldn't have lost, there must be a way, there must be a way." ”

He seemed to be in the place of his own body in the most terrible catastrophe of the human empire 10,000 years ago, and he didn't regard what everyone was talking about as a discussion about the past, and his head was full of power to think about how to break the situation, and he didn't care whether this kind of thinking made any sense to their clones now 10,000 years later.

At this point, a skinless man quickly crawled over and exchanged views with Magnus.

Then Magnus solemnly reminded everyone: "There is a situation, we must immediately move to another place with these skinless people, the traitors are already sweeping the neighborhood." ”

St. Giles immediately stepped forward to interrupt the discussion: "These things are all in the past, we are in the enemy's den now, this discussion about whose ontological responsibility is greater will only divide us, end it, brothers." ”

Ryan was unconvinced, he felt as if St. Giles was saying that he had turned the discussion into a split pot in order to target Killiman, and that he was really just talking about things, if he didn't destroy the kennel of the rebellious Mechonists, would he have to wait for a bunch of engineering weapons and Titans to be built and sent to Horus, to send the palace and Dorne to the sky together?

But although Ryan thought so, he didn't want to quarrel with St. Giles, so he could only remain silent.

One by one, the primordials left to help the skinless carry the humble statue of the emperor.

Only Perturabo was the only one who didn't go so quickly, he watched his brothers go away, and then walked to the iron table that had been used to discuss strategy, and used a device to convert the iron table into the tiniest substance and store it, and then quickly followed.

……

Compared to the previous migrations, this time it was much more troublesome.

The interior of the Ring is no longer as clean as it once was, and a large number of renegade troops have moved into unmanaged areas, searching for and slaughtering the weak who live in the shadows.

Everywhere you look, mutinous Space Marines are moving to the battlefield with equipment and vehicles.

Reluctantly, Coates scouts ahead, guiding the entire group away from mortal Chaos cultists or rival Space Marines.

"Have you noticed that there are more and more enemies?"

As everyone sped forward in the shadows, Horus turned back and asked his brothers.

Of course, the clones noticed, and they knew that Horus's question was not an answer, but rather an attempt to find out why more and more of the other Chaos Gangs and mortal cultists were gathering within the Ring.

But no one knows.

After the procession had traveled for some time, everyone stopped at the top of a man-made platform that resembled the top of a mountain.

The skinless looked at everything below with hatred and fear.

Even the protoclones, who emphasize efficiency, are no longer moving forward.

"Father......" Riemanlus exclaimed.

Beneath the towering platform is a plain-like steel landscape.

Countless knight mechs lined up across the steel plains, including some of the old models of knights that had long been extinct in the Empire.

The formation of the knight mechs was surrounded by a number of demonic engines scattered around, and behind them were a large number of titans.

What these knights and Titans have in common is that they have countless blasphemous symbols all over their bodies, but judging by their physical mutations and strange appearances, they don't all belong to the same dark faith.

Behind these dense war machines is a giant portal towering into the "clouds", which is glowing with a strange black light, spitting out countless terrifying creations like spitting out things.

"Sure enough." Horus wasn't surprised, "As we expected, it's not just the Iron Warriors that we'll have to face. ”

When Killiman also watched the astonishing scene in front of him, Coates came out from behind him and said gloomily: "It seems that not all reinforcements will be late, and some reinforcements will be more timely." ”

Killiman turned around and knocked Koz away and walked over to Horus: "We must find a place where communication can be restored and report everything here, if the people outside do not anticipate the enemy's reinforcements, they will pay a terrible price later." ”

(End of chapter)