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Near the Eye of Fear, the Cardia Galaxy is facing an unprecedented catastrophe.

The outer defenses of the galaxy have collapsed, and countless once-mighty warships have become cold wreckage, drifting in this vast galaxy and gradually accumulating into shocking garbage belts.

Some of the warship wreckage merged together after the collision, forming huge steel islands that floated in the void.

Under the calm command of their commanders, the remaining Imperial fleet struggled to move around the orbital defense weapon range of the planet Cardia, trying to find a moment to catch their breath.

SOS messages from all corners of the sector flooded into Cardia, but it was already overwhelmed with its own problems.

The two colossal warships, Blackrock Fortress and Vengeful Spirit, led a powerful Chaos fleet, pressing forward like ferocious wolves, relentlessly squeezing the already cramped operational space of the Imperial Navy.

Worse still, the Chaos warships corrupted by the Nurgle Plague not only became exceptionally sturdy and indestructible, but their attacks were like the Grim Reaper's scythe, each swing delivering a fatal blow to the Imperial Navy.

Although the planetary shield of Kadia was restored to operation after emergency repairs, the lord of Creedburg, who was responsible for its defense, remained pessimistic about the relentless bombardment by the Chaos Fleet.

He knew that this seemingly indestructible shield might only be able to withstand the attack temporarily, and could not withstand such a fierce attack for long.

But the Lord of Creedburg showed no sign of backing down, for he knew that as long as he could hold his ground and hold out until Admirals Azure Star and others returned with reinforcements, then there was still a chance for this seemingly hopeless battle to turn around.

He was willing to pay the heavy price of wiping out the entire Cardian Blitzkrieg Army for this.

At this moment, every soldier is filled with unwavering conviction, vowing to defend their homeland until the very last moment.

"Lord Creed, we have just received a signal from the Cult of Mechanics!" At this moment, a soldier with a tense expression rushed up to Creed, gave a respectful salute, and reported loudly, "According to news from the Navy, the one who has come this time is the renowned Great Sage Lord Caul!"

Upon hearing this news, everyone present was shocked. Who could have imagined that at this critical moment, a massive Mechanicus fleet would suddenly emerge from the warp and head straight for the planet Cardia?

The Mechanicus fleet was a magnificent sight, with countless advanced and powerful Mechanicus warships closely surrounding a mechanical ark named the Steel Ghost.

Before the Chaos Fleet could complete its deployment, the Mechanicus fleet rushed into the airspace on the other side of the planet Cardia at an astonishing speed and quickly joined forces with the remaining Imperial Navy.

"Thank you for your timely assistance, Great Sage Caul!" Creed strode to the communication equipment in the command post and spoke to Caul, who was on another warship, through the screen. His face was full of gratitude.

“No need for formalities, Lord Creedburg. The reason I personally led the fleet here is entirely to save the fate of the entire Empire.” Caul’s voice came from the loudspeaker, sounding exceptionally solemn and serious.

"So... is it because of those strange black obelisks?" Creed hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask tentatively. After all, not many people knew the secrets of those black obelisks.

"Huh? You already knew about this?" Caul was clearly surprised to hear this.

You should know that he only learned about the Black Obelisk from a mysterious Eldar clown.

Could it be that the commander of the Astral Army before him had also received a warning from the Eldar? For a moment, Caul's vigilance towards the Eldar increased.

“Previously, a fleet composed of the Holy Guard, Ultramarines, and Imperial Fists came to support us, and they told me about the importance of Kadia,” Creed answered truthfully.

“The Imperial Guard?” Caul was somewhat surprised. He wasn’t surprised that the Ultramarines and the Imperial Fist had come to support Kadia, but why would the Imperial Guard, who had been holed up in the Imperial Palace for ten thousand years, come here?

"Yes, those adults' flagship is called the Hercules Emperor. Do you know its name?" Creed asked with some curiosity, as the Great Sage of the Mechanicus knew quite a lot.

"The Hercules Emperor... the flagship of the Imperial Guard, and also the Emperor's flagship before the Emperor's Dream entered service." Kaul was very curious about which reckless guys had gone to inform the Imperial Guard and even got them to bring this legendary behemoth into the battle.

"It's so sacred... I'm so sorry, I lost my composure just now." When he learned the true identity of the giant ship before him, Lord Creedburg's tense expression instantly collapsed.

To witness such a sacred and ancient legendary warship in his limited lifespan would be enough for Lord Creedburg, even if he were to die right now, he would have no regrets in this life!

“Well, to be honest, even I’ve become quite interested in it,” Caul said, waiting for Lord Creedburg to finish digesting the information. “However, I haven’t found any of them on the track.”

Upon hearing Caul's question, Creed, who had recovered slightly from his shock, quickly and respectfully replied, "Your Excellency, as far as I know, they must have gone to confront the terrible Primarch."

Kaur nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood the reason.

He then continued, "In that case, I would like to go and study those strange creations from outer space in depth. After I have completed my research, I will return to the surface and explain the details to you."

“Yes, sir, please rest assured and leave it to me! I will do my best to buy you enough time.” Creed agreed without hesitation.

After receiving Creed's assurance, Caul nodded in satisfaction.

He then turned around and looked at a set of uniquely designed and imposing armor displayed behind him.

The armor gleamed with a cold metallic luster, and was engraved with exquisite runes and patterns, exuding a powerful and chilling aura.

It turns out that this is the equipment corresponding to the contract that Kaul and the Lord of Alteramar made ten thousand years ago—the Armor of Destiny.

The Guardians may not be too welcoming of a returning Primarch, but they will do what they are supposed to do, and Caul knows that very well.