Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Magnus' voice was not small. In addition to the Primarch, the stinking plague pigs present also heard the Red Devil's evaluation of Mortarion.

To Mortarion, such a comment was a blatant insult.

As descendants of the Plague Son, the Plague Space Marines were extremely angry at the Red Devil's insult! But for a powerful demon prince, their anger was meaningless.

This is a universe where the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong have the right to be angry.

Magnus ignored the gazes of the stinking plague pigs and continued to speak to himself: "Abaddon did inherit Horus's Black Legion, but he is not qualified to tell me what to do."

"I am here only to take revenge on the Empire and that ruthless father!" A murderous light flashed in Magnus' only remaining eye.

"Everyone says that it was Horus who destroyed the future of the Empire's revival! But the one who really messed up everything was actually just that cold-hearted man from the beginning to the end!"

"If the Emperor had taken a little more time to help the gladiators of Nuthrea, then Angron would not have been troubled by endless rage; if he had not ordered the destruction of the Perfect City, then Lorgar would not have fallen into Chaos."

"Conrad's mental state, Horus's demands, and Prospero destroyed by the Space Wolves!" Magnus roared madly, "If he had been willing to devote more emotions to the Primarch, the Horus Heresy would never have happened!"

Facing the angry Magnus, the Primarch remained silent.

False lies cannot withstand any refutation, but what Magnus said is real history that happened.

The Emperor is a great Lord of Mankind, but he is not a qualified father! He only regards the Primarch as a cold tool to unify the galaxy. He does not love the Primarch, the Astartes, or even himself...

It is understandable that Magnus would be angry when facing such a cold "father".

But in the matter of Prospero, Magnus had wronged the Emperor.

"Magnus, as a human, I am not qualified to judge the merits and demerits of the Lord of Mankind! But there is one thing I must correct. The order the Emperor gave to the Space Wolves was not to burn Prospero."

Magnus was slightly startled by the Primarch's words, but before the Red Devil could speak, Gawain's voice came again.

"Even though your recklessness destroyed hundreds of years of hard work by the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor's original order was only to let Russ take you back to Terra!"

"The culprit that caused the Space Wolves to burn Prospero was actually the astropathic communication that was tampered with by the Lord of Change."

"In other words, it was because of Tzeentch's conspiracy that the former Thousand Sons Legion and Prospero, the Star of Wisdom, were destroyed."

The Primarch's words fell like a heavy hammer! Through some unknown warp sorcery, Magnus has confirmed the authenticity of the Primarch's words!

The truth is often so heavy.

The fallen Thousand Sons warriors, the burning Great Library, the destroyed Prospero...

All the past events flashed before Magnus' eyes. Lord Prospero would never have dreamed that... the destruction of the Legion's home planet was actually caused by a conspiracy of the Lord of Change.

At this moment, Magnus's faith in Tzeentch wavered a little! But then, this wavering was replaced by a firm belief.

Whatever the truth was, Magnus could not turn back now.

Over the past ten thousand years, the Lord of Prospero's hands have been stained with blood! Neither the Lord of Mankind nor the Empire can accept the return of a traitor.

"I can't go back!"

A trace of sadness flashed across Magnus's red face! After a long sigh, the blasphemous runes from the warp took the demon primarch away from this space.

At this point, the two powerful demon princes had left! But the Plague Space Marines who came with Mortarion were left behind.

The Plague Marines have the blessing of the evil god Nurgle, and they may be able to hold out for a long time under the hands of the Custodians! But facing an angry Primarch, these stinking plague pigs are still not enough.

The Primarch held the Emperor's sword high and joined the battlefield like a god descending from heaven! With the assistance of the Guards and the Living Saints, the traitors were slaughtered in an instant.

The corridors were covered with the stinking corpses of Plague Space Marines, but no loyalists were killed! This was a victory worth remembering, but the expression on the face of the Primarch was only solemn.

Although the Primarch made the Plagueborn pay a heavy price, the Eye of Night still fell into the hands of the betrayers.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Blackstone Fortress cannot be activated with just one Eye of Night! As far as the current situation is concerned, the Gothic Sector is still safe for the time being.

Of course, it's only temporary!

[Blackstone Fortress] is the key to the Chaos Warmaster's 13th Black Crusade. No matter what the cost, Abaddon will definitely try to take back the Hand of Darkness from the Empire.

It is undeniable that the combination of the Primarch, the Custodians and the Living Saint is extremely powerful! But after all, the loyalists only have one battleship, the Eye of the Emperor.

If the Black Legion uses its fleet to encircle and suppress the enemy, there is still a high probability that the Hand of Darkness will be taken away.

In order to ensure the safety of the Dark Hand, the Primarch decided to send it to the naval fortress in the Gothic Sector! Under the protection of the fortress and the Imperial Navy, even if the Black Legion's fleet came out in full force, they would not be able to achieve their goal in a short period of time.

But before heading to the Naval Fortress, the Loyalists had one last thing to do.

[Extermination Order] !!!

[Hive World] Onsvold has been completely infected by the power of the evil god Nurgle. The bacteria and viruses floating in the planet's atmosphere will not disappear naturally even after ten thousand years.

This planet has become unworthy of being reoccupied by the Empire! In order to prevent the spread of the Nurgle plague to neighboring Imperial worlds, a devastating [Extermination Order] is necessary.

As the flagship of the Imperial Guard, the Emperor's Eye carries three cyclone torpedoes for executing the extermination order! They will carry the wrath of the great Emperor and cleanse all the filth on this planet.

The moment the Primarch signed the [Extermination Order], destruction was inevitable.

The [Extermination Order] has been issued, and the technical sergeants and mechanical priests on the battleship have begun to get busy! Thousands of secret orders have been input into the Thinker system, and with the harsh sound of gears running, the safety devices that blocked the whirlwind torpedoes began to be released one by one.

Surrounded by the Guards and the Living Saints, the Primarch came to the control console of the Emperor's Eye! Here, Gawain will announce the verdict on Onsvold to the entire sector.