This is the bonus chapter for reaching 200 Powerstones.
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A clear chuckle filtered out from beneath Paul's golden helm.
"Oh? Is the big blue boy scout—the Lord Regent of the Imperium post-Heresy, Guilliman—coming too? He sure is a busy bee!"
Tax Bro snickered, chiming in, "Paul, with this kind of lineup, our Aurelian IV is turning into a real party."
"The Emperor and the Lord Regent of Imperium Secundus are both en route." White Scars rubbed his chin. "Now all we're missing is the Warmaster of Imperium Secundus, Lion El'Jonson."
"The Primarch of the Dark Angels is coming?" Blood Angels' Second Emperor's eyes widened. "That's not good. I heard his paranoia is worse than Tzeentch's. If he sees our setup... his first reaction probably won't be to fight Chaos, but to interrogate us to see if we're heretics."
"According to the timeline, the Lion doesn't have time to show up right now. Don't worry," Schrödinger Bro said, before adding with a grin, "But speaking of which... if the Dark Angels actually did show up, we could literally watch them found Imperium Secundus live in front of us."
Paul shook his head, his golden helm turning as his eye lenses swept over every face in the room.
"Alright, that's enough joking around."
His voice grew stern. The innate, absolute authority of a Custodian Commander naturally radiated from him, causing everyone to instinctively straighten their backs.
"The reinforcements arrive in five days. But the Aru rift won't hold that long. Sanguinius is still trapped in the City of the Holy Anthem. Every second he remains trapped, the contamination spreads."
He looked at Cogboy. "How are the augmentations for our people progressing?"
Cogboy immediately pulled up his data-slate, his cybernetic fingers swiping rapidly across the screen.
His expression turned deadly serious.
"Report, Chapter Master. Excluding the four hundred-odd personnel we left active in Kent Hive to maintain administrative operations..."
He paused.
"...the augmentations for all remaining players are one hundred percent complete!"
A massive holographic projection blossomed in the center of the secret chamber, displaying a dense wall of data.
[Crimson Dawn Chapter - Comprehensive Augmentation Completion Report]
[Timestamp: Standard Terran Year 976.M30, Day 321, 10:17]
1. Crimson Dawn Astartes Forces (3,200 effectives)
Organization Source Breakdown:
Crimson Dawn Chapter: 500
Crimson Fist Chapter: 1,600
Crimson Wind Chapter: 1,100
Gene-seed Distribution:
Dark Angels: 300
Emperor's Children: 100
Iron Warriors: 200
Night Lords: 200
Salamanders: 300
Death Guard: 200
Imperial Fists: 300
Thousand Sons: 200
World Eaters: 300
White Scars: 300
Ultramarines: 300
Luna Wolves: 300
Iron Hands: 200
Raven Guard: 100
Space Wolves: 100
Standard Wargear Loadout:
Mark IV Maximus Pattern Power Armor (System Store Replica)
Standard Astartes Bolter + Chainsword / Power Sword / Power Axe / Lightning Claw / Thunder Hammer
Support Weapons: Two Meltaguns or Plasma Guns per ten-man squad
Heavy Weapons: Five Heavy Bolters or Missile Launchers per hundred-man company
2. Specialized Psychic Forces (200 effectives)
Grey Knights (Sourced entirely from Crimson Spirit Chapter)
Headcount: 200
Augmentation template reconstructed from the initial psychic vanguard concepts drafted by Malcador the Sigillite shortly before the Siege of Terra, courtesy of the System Store.
Wargear: Aegis-pattern silver-grey psychic power armor, Nemesis Force Weapons (Halberds, Swords), anti-psychic warding runes.
3. Anti-Psychic Specialized Forces (300 effectives)
Brothers of Silence (Sourced from Crimson Dawn and Crimson Spirit)
Headcount: 300
Original unit designation. Concept expanded from the Sisters of Silence.
Implementation of the Pariah gene-seed template provided by the System Store, granting the augmented a psychic-nullifying Blank field. Unlike the Sisters of Silence, this template is fully compatible with male physiology.
Wargear: Matte black power armor, modified bolters, anti-psychic grenades, stasis field generators.
Special Abilities: Projects an active null-field. Psychic effects within a 30-meter radius are dampened by 88%. Inflicts continuous localized damage to daemonic entities.
4. Adeptus Mechanicus Technical Forces (300 effectives)
Close-Combat Tech-Priests: 150
Augmentation Focus: Power Claws, Arc Weapons, Seismic Hammers, tread/multi-pedal chassis integration.
Specialization: Armor penetration, structural demolition, engaging super-heavy targets.
Fire-Support Tech-Priests: 150
Augmentation Focus: Multi-Melta arrays, Plasma Incinerator batteries, Missile Pod integration, integrated weapon-turret mounts.
Specialization: Area-of-effect bombardment, suppressive fire, long-range fire support.
5. Heavy Armored Units (100 units)
Contemptor Dreadnoughts
Unit Count: 100
Pilots: Players who underwent dreadnought-internment augmentation. Includes [I Want to be a Steel Behemoth] and 99 other mecha enthusiasts.
Weapon Loadouts:
30 Units: Twin-linked Heavy Bolters + Power Claw (Standard Variant)
30 Units: Assault Cannon + Missile Launcher (Fire-Support Variant)
20 Units: Twin-linked Multi-Meltas + Seismic Hammer (Anti-Armor Variant)
20 Units: Plasma Incinerator + Psychic Barrier (Elite Variant)
6. Elite Guard Forces (200 effectives)
Terminator Guard Squads
Headcount: 200 (20 Squads)
Sourced from the highest physical and close-combat rating brackets within the Crimson Dawn Chapter.
Wargear: Cataphractii-pattern Terminator Armor (System Store Replica), Storm Bolters, Power Fists / Chainfists...
Tactical Role: Paul's personal Custodian guard, vanguard assault spearhead, critical node defense.
7. Officio Assassinorum Specialized Units (300 effectives)
Vindicare Assassins: 200
Specialization: Stealth infiltration, high-value target decapitation strikes, intelligence gathering.
Wargear: Exitus Rifles, optical camouflage, neurotoxins, micro-melta charges.
Eversor Assassins: 100
Specialization: Frontal assault shock troops, engaging heavy armor, sabotage operations.
Wargear: Executioner Pistols, Sentinel Arrays, Neuro Gauntlets.
Data report complete.
A deathly silence hung in the secret chamber for ten full seconds.
The only sounds were the whirring of the holographic projector and the increasingly heavy breathing of everyone present.
Tax Bro was the first to react.
"Holy... fuck..."
This two-point-five-meter-tall behemoth, having just completed his Imperial Fist Astartes augmentation, stood there with his jaw unhinged, staring at Cogboy as if seeing him for the first time.
"Cogboy... you said you'd give us a surprise..."
He pointed a massive finger at the 'Brothers of Silence' section on the hololith.
"You managed to cook up Brothers of Silence?! Are you even human?! I've only ever heard of the Sisters of Silence! I've never heard of Brothers of Silence!"
White Scars leaned in, equally stunned. "And the Grey Knights! Grey Knights!"
"Cogboy, Malcador the Sigillite didn't cook up that secret force until the Siege of Terra! And you just whipped them up right now?!" He stared at the data. "Two hundred Grey Knights... Do you know what that means in the 40k era? That's two full Brotherhoods! Enough to purge an entire Daemon World!"
Deep Sea stared at the data for the Vindicare and Eversor Assassins, murmuring in disbelief, "Three hundred Assassins... Cogboy, did you turn Crimson Dawn into a branch of the Officio Assassinorum?"
Schrödinger Bro stared at the data, his voice trembling with excitement.
"The most insane part is the sheer ratio of this data."
"Three thousand two hundred Astartes. Two hundred Grey Knights. Three hundred Brothers of Silence. Three hundred Tech-Priests. One hundred Dreadnoughts. Two hundred Terminators. Three hundred Assassins..."
"A grand total of four thousand six hundred superhuman assets."
Schrödinger Bro looked up at Cogboy. "Cogboy... do you realize what this means?"
The blue light of Cogboy's mechanical eye whirred rapidly, and he flashed a wide grin.
"What does it mean? It means this!"
"It means we currently possess a Legion-scale combat force capable of undertaking a minor crusade entirely on its own—right now, at the tail end of the 30k era!"
He laid out the comparative data. "A standard Grand Company of the Iron Warriors numbers roughly four thousand Astartes. The entire strength of the Blood Angels deployed to Aurelian is eight thousand Astartes and six hundred thousand Solar Auxilia."
"And we have four thousand eight hundred assets, every single one of them superhuman. And the sheer synergy of unit composition and specialization against Chaos..."
Schrödinger Bro took a deep breath.
"If Malcador or the Emperor saw this Order of Battle, their first reaction would definitely be to throw us into a lab for vivisection, and their second reaction would be to copy our homework."
Paul raised a massive golden hand and clapped Cogboy on the shoulder.
He momentarily forgot he now possessed the physique of a Custodian. The sheer force of the pat drew an agonizing groan from Cogboy's cybernetic arm, nearly driving the man straight into the floorboards.
"Paul! Gentle! Gentle! This cybernetic chassis cost me hundreds of thousands!" Cogboy shrieked.
Paul hastily pulled his hand back. "My apologies. Still acclimating to the strength of this body."
His voice filled with approval. "But seriously, Cogboy. Beautifully done. These augmentations... far exceed my expectations."
Cogboy rubbed his shoulder and chuckled.
"I'm not done yet."
Slowly, he retrieved an object from the storage compartment in his right arm.
The object was roughly thirty centimeters long, heart-shaped, and primarily pink in color.
Its surface was inlaid with iridescent crystals, topped with a crimson gemstone, and flanked by decorative white wings.
It was exactly the [Magical Girl Transformation Device] they had purchased for one million Imperial Coins during the very first monthly refresh of the System store.
But right now, the item looked completely different from its previous fractured, toy-like state.
The heart-shaped main body radiated a warm, pink halo. Within the iridescent crystals, nebula-like energy swirled. The crimson gemstone pulsed rhythmically like a beating heart, and the texture of the white feathers was vividly defined, the tip of every single feather shimmering with light.
Most strikingly, a faint energy field enshrouded the device, warping the ambient light and causing subtle ripples in the air.
"Is that..."
Schrödinger Bro was the first to sense the energy fluctuations radiating from it. His innate psychic talent made him hypersensitive to energy. His eyes widened, his voice laced with disbelief. "...Did you actually fix it?!"
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Another chapter coming as soon as we reach 300 Powerstones!!
Also if... I mean if we reach Top 10 I will post 2 more bonus chapter in addition to the powerstones bonus chapters.