Chapter 189 IndexAstartes_WorldEaters (Part 2)
822.M30 is an important year full of turbulence and change for the three legions of Iron Warriors, Imperial Fists, and World Eaters gathered in Nuceria.
At first, under the leadership of the three Primarchs Perturabo, Rogal Dorn, and Angron, the three legions fought side by side against the technological barbarians and psychic planets that were common in the early days of the Great Crusade. Their exploits were awe-inspiring and their glory unmatched. However, as the war continued, three changes that were not explained until the end of the Great Crusade broke out one after another among the loyal legions of the Human Empire. Before the official decree of the Imperial Council approved the truth, there were different opinions on Nuceria. The mystery continued to trigger endless conjectures and conjectures until the second founding of Pharos' army after the Great Crusade.
In the summer of that year, the Iron Warriors Legion under the command of the Fourth Primarch Perturabo first experienced the disappearance of Astartes warriors in large numbers, and there was a strange absolute obedience and unity within the Legion. hide. Many of the disappeared Astartes warriors were elite members of the Iron Warriors. They had demonstrated unparalleled courage and strength on countless battlefields, and their disappearance caused a stir in other legions, even those who were very close to the Iron Warriors at the time. The doubts and worries of the warriors of Thousand Dust Sun.
The commanders and soldiers of the Iron Warriors Legion maintained a rather unified and absolute silence on this. Since that day, there has been no news from Iron Warriors soldiers after being transferred. They were nominally sent to various remote and dangerous star fields to perform so-called secret missions, but no one knew their fate. This cast an inevitable shadow of cruelty over Perturabo's early reputation for tolerance and pursuit of peace.
His behavior was questioned and condemned by other Primarchs at the time. In the official archives of Macragge, a dispute between Robert Guilliman, the 13th Primarch, and Perturabo arose. , and the conversation they had in the darkroom when they settled their feud is still unknown.
Even after the completion of the Webway Project was confirmed and the Iron Warriors' silent dedication throughout the entire expedition was made public, many Imperial scholars still speculated in the 30th to 40th millennium that the Iron Warriors were ostensibly performing covert missions. , which was actually an internal purge, established a behavioral imitation object for the World Eaters Legion, and indirectly promoted the World Eaters Legion to gradually become another steel army known for its strict military discipline and numerous laws.
According to records, through Rogal Dorn’s letters, it was learned that the World Eaters Legion and the Imperial Fists Legion at that time had serious differences in war concepts. Under the concept of expedition, the entire World Eaters developed a war of annihilation that puts blood and fear first. In the midst of despair, Angron accidentally discovered that the slave masters of the old night were repeating themselves in Nuceria. The bloody gladiatorial trend resulted in an unbelievably crazy attack by the audience.
There is no document recording how the Primarch Angron, who is famous for his close combat capabilities, was seriously injured without being attacked by long-range mass-destruction mechs. Among reasonable speculations, considering that there is no There is ample evidence that the enemy of Chaos in the warp has infiltrated its power from the highest heavens here. Psychic scholars generally believe that this is most likely the same as the two vicious events that broke out on Olympia and Prospero. A large-scale out-of-control incident of controlled psychic energy.
This is undoubtedly another important driving force for the World Eaters Legion to launch internal self-examination and comprehensive cleaning. However, for the first time since the founding of all the Legiones Astartes, the Primarch himself held a public self-examination, and in the meeting, he decided to appoint multiple civilians, mortal auxiliaries, Astartes warriors, and even a machine. There is also an extremely important disaster that is even more important, but even more hidden in the depths of the mist. That is, Rogal Dorn, the primarch of the Seventh Legion, was seriously injured and was on the verge of death.
Compared to the well-documented internal chaos of Nuceria, and the disappearance of Iron Warriors personnel who were loyally and orderly executed in accordance with the rules despite being completely unreasonable, the disaster suffered by Rogal Dorn even in the eyes of those who know the secrets of the empire best. In human eyes, it is also a complete mystery. It can even be said that the more people understand the truth about subspace, the more confused and uneasy they will be about everything Roger Dorn witnessed at that time.
According to the Primarch himself, on the planet numbered RA-124 in the Ultimate Star Territory, he almost without warning entered another world of battlefield remains covered in blood and sand. Even in later memories, the original body confirmed that forebodings such as blood-colored skies, flowing brass, and smoke filled with gunpowder had emerged in the real universe, but these scenes, which were only slightly different from conventional scenes of massacre and destruction, were obviously not enough to trigger a warning beforehand. serve as an early warning.
In that area, Rogal Dorn encountered a large number of subspaces one after another while going deep alone, holding only a Stormfang chainsword forged for the first time in Inwit. Attack by the Unborn; after the chainsword broke due to the intensity of the battle, Dorne encountered a man twice as tall as the Primarch, who attempted to imitate another unknown primarch in image and language in an extremely blasphemous manner. The massive Daemon Lord of the Primarch. No dialogue, deliberation or compromise took place between the two, and pure combat became the only means of communication between the noble Primarch and the vile daemon.
Due to the severe defects in weapons, the energy consumption of continuous battles, and the seductive whispers from Chaos, Rogal Dorn unfortunately gradually fell into the disadvantage of this abominable trap; even so, he will never compromise. Rogal Dorn still struggled to hold on until the Iron Warriors' rescue arrived at RA-124, survived the cloud of death, and told another unrecorded secret to the original body. After several weeks of training, he returned to The expedition team.
It is worth mentioning that there is news that Rogal Dorn’s emergence from the Demon Realm is closely related to a golden skull artifact given to him by his brother Perturabo, but Perturabo himself has never admitted this. a little.
In the subsequent inventory of the situation, Angron verified that Dorne's misfortune of falling into the unknown area was indeed related to the massacre of the World Eaters - a weapon that could have relied on peaceful diplomacy to restore the glory of mankind and join the glory of the Aquila. The planet, under the rash attack of the World Eaters, chose to throw itself into the whirlpool abyss of Chaos and Sin in despair, which almost led to the death of another Primarch who had saved Angron from the Red Sand Pit.
There is no doubt that this is the important driving force behind the astonishing depth and breadth of this internal meeting of the World Eaters, which scholars have named the "Autumn of Nuceria".
However, the climax of the entire origin of the World Eaters occurred in the middle of the first internal meeting. This is why this meeting, in addition to formulating a very special decentralization system within the World Eaters, is so well known. Another reason.
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"This is just a temporary wheelchair, Dorn. Don't discuss how much room for improvement this thing has." Perturabo said, sitting in the suite on the second floor. , with his right hand resting on the back of Rogal Dorn's wheelchair, he and his brother watched on the podium downstairs how Angron, who had just removed the gauze, truly began to manage his legion.
The white-haired original body, with only a few intact bones left in his body, was wrapped in gauze and plaster. He sat upright in his wheelchair stiffly, relying on the two movable fingers of his left hand to control his mechanical wheelchair, and opened it completely. The mouth that was not damaged started to express his opinions at any opportunity, just like after he was tied to the wheelchair with gauze, his mouth became the only damn entrance and exit that allowed his soul to connect with the world.
"Okay, I won't continue discussing the wheelchair thing," Roger Dorn said, looking at Angron through the suite fence with his light eyes.
While Angron felt a sense of guilt towards him, Dorn also thought that Perturabo could share with him the premise of a new Magnus experiment accident every other week He was partly responsible for not realizing sooner the hidden ritual implications of the World Eaters' actions. Perturabo was the one responsible for intervening in the endless exchange of apologies, keeping the two of them apart and finding the opportunity to begin his own apology for previous neglect and negativity.
On the stage, Angron spoke with a heavy tone: "...We have not written laws and programs in advance, so we will use our unified conscience and my personal judgment to decide the next few times. Individual and collective judgment. "
"First of all, I, as the Primarch and the Lord of the Red Sand, have seriously neglected to investigate the situation of the Legion and Nuceria, and have been wishful thinking and neglected many affairs. , I know that you will spontaneously defend me and try to put the blame on yourself, but I will not thank you for this and acquiesce to others due to personal weakness. Errors, which have proven to be a significant source of disaster, should be relegated to a corner.”
"I will not allow similar incidents to happen between us again, and my personal vision is inevitably narrow and biased. Therefore, I will re-separate the duties of the Primarch and the World Eater Legion Commander. The specific division of powers and responsibilities will be announced later. The detailed discussion will continue later. It is now announced that the first commander of the World Eaters Corps will be the former commander of the 8th Company, Kahn."
Perturabo picked up a Nu. Take a bite of the local fruit of Kyria. Angron didn't even do his usual trick of asking for advice when making this decision, which shows that he was either too angry or finally realized how obedient the World Eaters were - at least on the surface, these blue and white The warriors always approved every decision made by Angron, not to mention that they were almost going crazy with guilt now.
"Kahn is an excellent candidate." Dorn commented.
"You were out on an expedition, and Kahn was squatting in the ring with Sigismund on the Resolute Resolve. You probably haven't seen him too many times." Perturabo said.
"He is loyal and has his own opinions on things." White Gauze said. "These qualities are obvious. And Sigismund gave him a high opinion."
"How is Sigismund?" Perturabo suddenly remembered, turned his head and asked Dorn, "He stood in my office for three days." "He thinks that the crisis I encountered is related to the fact that I only have one person in my guard. , so he decided to change the status quo and took action. "
"He finally relaxed the famous Templar membership rules?"
Donne tried. Shaking his head, his neck guard stopped him: "No, he and another warrior created a new guard for me called Haskar."
Perturabo's expression froze for a moment : "This is also a solution... Angron sentenced the pharmacist to death?"
"Very rare," Dorn said, "but he assassinated a captain, and Angron had good reason to put him to death." How will I deal with that person?" Perturabo regained his composure, "I concluded that I will ensure that such ambitious people do not have any chance of holding such a high position."
"He also announced. Expelled the Mechanicum Sage Vilkereda who worked with Garlan Sulak. "Dorn said something meaningless. This is what a person would do when only his mouth is completely free.
Perturabo nodded and took two more bites of his unknown fruit. This kind of fruit has more water and less taste. There is an indescribable bloody smell in the kernel, which is quite characteristic of the land of Nuceria itself.
"Officers were demoted en masse." As the meeting continued, Roger Dorn continued to be his commentator, sharing his views with Perturabo. "He didn't reorganize their staff."
"This is a matter of personal choice." Perturabo said, "I am accustomed to controlling my battlefield as much as possible, so my army must operate according to the organization I am better at."
"I What I thought was that I should write a detailed report for him in advance so that he would have more information and evidence when adjusting his internal positions in the army."
Perturabo observed for a few seconds and came to a conclusion. : "No, Kharn assisted his Primarch. He assumed the duties to which he was entrusted in advance."
Dorn still managed to nod his head slightly, but his neck brace failed. Stop him: "Yes. Your mentor Morse has not shown up since I fell into a coma in RA-124. Where is he?"
"Your thoughts are very jumpy."
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"Because Karn's behavior of assisting the original reminds me of..."
"I understand," Perturabo bit the core from the middle, "Stop. I don't know Morse either. Wherever he goes, his whereabouts are always unique, but he has said before that he is going to find someone who should be here a long time ago and find a way to make sure that person does not single-handedly make a good situation deteriorate rapidly. "
"Oh, I wanted to thank him for repairing the gift you gave me. It played a very important role in my journey out of that bloody realm..."
"I Got it." Perturabo interrupted expressionlessly, hearing the pit crackle between his teeth. "Stop, Donne."
"I thought you liked hearing this," Donne said. "I must tell you, this is not a false compliment..."
"Let's listen to the discussion below, okay?" Perturabo said holding his breath.
"Oh."
Angron divided the conference room into left and right halves, with the left side for mortals and the right side for Space Marines.
At this time, the first agenda item of the meeting, the collective judgment, has ended. More than one-third of the mortal positions of the World Eaters and Nucerian Army have changed, and punishments and rewards are more common.
Now, they have entered into discussing the specific outline ideas and future goals within the World Eaters.
Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of World Eaters and mortals, a medium-sized mortal stood there on the left side of the conference room. He mercilessly poked holes in Angron's words and started a heated discussion, asking the primarch who he was. How to arrange a certain organizational system, where to invest the main energy, how to choose the proportion of publicity and work, how to connect with other legions in the future... During the dialogue between this bold mortal and the original body, all kinds of vague questions The vacancies were clearly separated and filled, the prototypes of countless ideas gradually emerged, and the solutions to several problems were also forward-looking. This meeting has a longer-term and pioneering significance.
It is not difficult to see that the discussion between them will be prolonged with the depth of the problem, and may not end for several hours.
"He calls himself John Doe," Donne said.
"In the language of Gutera, this probably refers to the nameless person." A soft and cold voice appeared in the suite, and the craftsman emerged from the shadows, stroking his chin and watching the scene inside. "Is there a camera servant here? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It is not easy to capture an image of the emperor without the golden laurel crown."
(End of Chapter)