gloriana-class battleships originating from Mars—
Every Gloriana-class ship is a well-deserved super flagship of the Imperium.
After the Imperator Somnium was destroyed by Horus, they became the pinnacle of glory and the sharpest swords of the Imperium of Man.
Of course, that is provided one does not count Sith's new flagship first.
Then there is Guilliman, Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds, Governor of the Second Imperium, and Regent of the First Empire.
His flagship, the glory of macragge, is one of the few gloriana-class battleships remaining in the Imperium of Man today.
At this moment, inside Guilliman's office, which was as magnificent as a palace,
not only was Guilliman staring at the screen before him, unable to stop himself from murmuring, but the legendary team behind him—led by the Living Saint Saint Celestine, the Ancient Inquisitor Gryphax, and the Grey Knights Grand Master Vordas—also watched the screen in silence.
His core retainers, Archmagos Cawl of the Adeptus Mechanicus and Chapter Master Calgar of the Ultramarines, had been dispatched to lead other Unyielding Fleets to complete the missions assigned by Guilliman.
The people behind Guilliman took turns looking at the screen and then at Guilliman.
Specifically, they were staring at the two black eyes that had suddenly appeared on their Regent after he woke up.
It felt as if Guilliman had been sleeping soundly when he was suddenly punched twice in the face for no reason.
Then, without even caring for sleep, he had gotten out of bed and rushed to the ship's Astropathic Chamber, sending dozens of messages to Terra with a frantic, desperate urgency.
During the transmission process, he had even repeatedly demanded that Lorgar Aurelian, the Marshal of the Imperial Guard staying on Terra, must also give each of those High Lords two punches!
He was so preoccupied with this matter that whenever the war effort eased slightly, he would specifically ask Lorgar Aurelian from across the stars whether he had strictly carried out the request for the two punches.
This level of preoccupation and his strange behavior naturally made everyone exceptionally curious about the two black eyes on Guilliman's face.
Perhaps sensing the gaze of the legendary team behind him, Guilliman coughed lightly to divert their attention.
He then glanced at the Grey Knights Grand Master Vordas, hinting with his eyes for him to speak about something else.
Vordas looked at Guilliman's darting eyes beneath the two black eyes and quickly looked away, trying his best to remain calm.
After a brief thought, he remembered a major recent event.
Looking up directly at Guilliman, Vordas spoke with a serious expression:
"Lord Regent, is it possible to have this... er, Lord... Sith, reinforce Terra?"
The dignified Grand Master of the Grey Knights had actually referred to a Mortal as 'Lord'.
The high-ranking retainers further back couldn't help but lower their heads and frown, looking bewildered.
Although Vordas spoke haltingly, he didn't feel anything was wrong after saying it.
After all, how could someone who could tear apart a battleship with one hand and drag Abaddon out for a beating while tanking a Light Lance not be worthy of being called 'Lord'?
Moreover, this person belonged to the Imperial faction and was already following Guilliman; otherwise, Vordas himself would have wanted to stay by Sith's side to constantly receive the influence of... oh no, the influence of the one behind Sith called the God-Emperor.
Guilliman did not look surprised upon hearing this; he simply looked at the other retainers and sat down openly behind his desk.
"What do the rest of you think about this?"
Inquisitor Gryphax spoke up seriously:
"With Sith's current military strength, I'm afraid even if he goes to Terra, he will hardly be able to play any role."
Saying this, Gryphax looked up at Guilliman, who was deliberately lowering his head slightly to hide his two black eyes while writing furiously.
"Could we first designate a recruitment world for Sith's Legion to replenish its ranks, and then have him reinforce Terra?"
Grand Master Vordas frowned at this:
"But the situation on Terra..."
"Is very urgent!"
Rarely, Gryphax did not retort; she opened her mouth but found herself unable to speak.
Vordas continued:
"Given the Imperium's current situation, where is there a world that can simultaneously meet Lord Sith's requirements for manpower, industry, and scale?"
"Even if there were..."
"Alert Star. Designate Alert Star as Sith's recruitment world."
Guilliman spoke suddenly, cutting off Vordas, and then pushed the document he had just finished writing in front of everyone.
The eyes of those around him instantly lit up; after all, it was the Imperium's most important Fortress World after Cadia.
Even though Alert Star had not yet been assigned to Sith, the Imperium had already been doing everything possible to rebuild and restore it.
As a massive world capable of holding hundreds of billions of people, it could indeed provide Sith with an army of sufficient scale.
Only...
This time, not only Vordas but even Gryphax hesitated slightly:
"If it were before, certainly, but right now..."
Seeing that the crowd did not directly object but only hesitated, Guilliman picked up the document and handed it directly to a nearby official from the Departmento Munitorum.
Then he stood up, walked slowly to the porthole, and looked at the world outside. After a long silence, he spoke slowly:
"In the current situation, this bit of time..."
"Is there a better choice?"
"Besides, Sith is originally from Alert Star. Assigning Alert Star to him as a recruitment world is something he would likely be happy to accept."
The people behind him fell silent. They simply watched the Departmento Munitorum official leave with the document personally signed by Guilliman, officially designating Alert Star as Sith's recruitment world.
Then the group looked away from the document, and it was Vordas who spoke again:
"Then should we also send the message about reinforcing Terra?"
Guilliman did not turn around, still gazing at the world outside the porthole, and responded very calmly:
"No need. Sith is likely already on his way by now."
Everyone frowned and looked at each other, wondering who could have delivered the news to Sith so quickly.
It couldn't possibly be...
The group didn't dare call the name in their hearts, so Guilliman, touching his still-aching black eyes, spoke for them:
"Indeed, it is the God-Emperor."
Everyone: "???!!!"
"What do you mean?"
"The God-Emperor isn't watching over his Primarch, but instead ran off to keep an eye on a Mortal?!"
Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes a bit, while on the other side, Guilliman looked out the porthole into the distance and couldn't help but sigh.
Then he finally moved his body slightly, letting the view outside the porthole in.
"For Terra, we have done everything we can."
"Now, we should consider our own situation."
The various emotions on everyone's faces vanished instantly. Looking at the view through the porthole Guilliman had cleared, they were also stunned for a moment before all sighing in unison.
At the same time, pairs of eyes looked out the porthole into a dark void devoid of any communication or Astropaths. In the silent universe, even the light of distant stars was tiny and weak, as if it were a dead zone without any light, heat, or even souls!
The star not far away, which had been young and vibrant yesterday, was now visibly turning cold to the naked eye.
Beside the deathly silent star, the dense Imperial Fleet anchored there for repairs was tumbling in the cold void without any visible damage.
Looking at those battleships without lights or engines—these former glories of the Imperium—all had inexplicably turned into steel coffins filled with corpses.
Only a final remnant of the fleet remained around the glory of macragge, facing the green glow gradually lighting up in the surrounding dark universe...
The endless Necron Fleet!
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