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However, Hades will still remember.

Seeing that Mortarion had begun to move, Hades followed.

"This is the Space Marines' private lounge. This floor, and the floors above and below, are all your private lounges."

"The rooms were originally supposed to be assigned by company, and the Endurance would not have all the troops stationed on it; some companies would be dispersed to other combat flagships."

"But the legion is still in the process of integration, so for the time being, the companies are all stationed on the Endurance."

"And the newly added Barbarus people haven't been assigned to companies yet."

"This legion was originally called the Twilight Raiders, but after I took over, I renamed it the Death Guard."

Mortarian smiled.

"In memory of the warriors of Barbarossa."

Yes, those brave and fearless warriors

Motari paused for a moment, then said seriously,

"You are my unbreakable blade, you are the guardians of death."

Hades knew this phrase; it was uttered by Primarch Mortarion when he first met the Twilight Raiders.

This phrase was also engraved on the valve of the battle barge, the Reaper's Scythe.

After this sentence, there were no more twilight raiders in the world.

Only the Fourteenth Legion and the Death Guard remained.

The dull, monotonous footsteps continued their rhythm, echoing for a long time in the corridor.

Mortarian continued to introduce the newly reorganized Deathguard to Hades.

"I divided the Death Guard into seven companies, among which the first, second, and seventh companies are special."

"The first company commander is the chief commander, currently led by Balasin of Terra."

"The second company commander is the commander, currently led by Tersus of Terra."

"The company commander of the 7th Company is a combat company commander, currently led by Garo of Terra."

As if by design, Mortarian emphasized the name "Tera" in every sentence in Barbarus.

Hades knew perfectly well what Mortarion was thinking.

The Fourteenth Legion was like a toy in the hands of Primarch Mortalian; naturally, he would throw away anything he didn't like.

Mortarion wants to invigorate this legion.

In fact, every Legion goes through a similar process: when their Primarch is found, the Legion's former glory is overshadowed by the grand occasion of the Primarch's return.

Not all legions are willing to submit directly to the Primarch, who has just been found.

Despite their genetic connection, these battle-hardened veterans will not succumb to it.

This will naturally lead to contradictions.

Hades knew this was bound to happen.

I couldn't find the original English word for "Twilight Raiders." Also, "Twilight Raiders" is also translated as "Dusk Raiders," but I think "Twilight Raiders" sounds cooler, so I used that translation.

After the Death Guard was integrated into Mortalian, it became a highly orderly and obedient army. However, I believe there will inevitably be conflict between the old and new legions, as many other legions are depicted in this regard, and the portrayal of loyalists during betrayals also shows that the legions are not monolithic. Hence this description.

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Chapter 42 Twilight Raiders

Endurance.

just now.

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Hades was strolling with Mortarian down the narrow corridor, the two walking slowly, not in a hurry to go to the next place.

Mortarian continued on his way in silence, giving Hades time to think.

Hades was still thinking about Mortarian's words.

Even though these veterans from Terra have all sworn allegiance to Mortarion, Mortarion will never easily place his trust in them.

This is not Mortalian's paranoia. In fact, every Legion's veterans will have some friction with the newly arrived Primarchs and recruits.

For example, the Primarch Guilliman disapproved of the Terran veterans' overly violent methods with the Ultramarines of the Thirteenth Legion. Similarly, Korakhos disliked the Terran veterans using the Astronauts as bait in their war effort with the Ravenguard of the Nineteenth Legion.

If the Primarch has strong enough personal charisma or superior political wisdom, then the integration of the old and new legions will be easier.

A prime example of a positive example is the 13th Corps, the Ultramarines, where Robert Guilliman constantly uses his wisdom to persuade veterans to embark on a new path.

Or perhaps it was the Ninth Legion, whose holy Saint Gilles saved those vampires from falling into depravity.

However, there are also less positive examples, such as the Fourteenth Legion and the Death Guard.

Motalian's style was simple: he used his outstanding war acumen and methods to win over these veterans.

Then, use high-casualty warfare to drive out these veterans, thus rejuvenating the legion.

Some stubborn veterans cling to their past glories and volunteer to carry out death missions.

Some, however, chose to completely believe in their original entities and let go of their past glories.

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In fact, if we look at it from a different angle, without considering the integration of the old and new legions, then Mortarion's methods might be a more efficient approach.

This allows them to insert their own people into the legion to the maximum extent possible in a short period of time, thereby expanding their own power.

Some people may be confused here, since these Terran veterans have already pledged allegiance to Mortarion, so how can their power be expanded?

In reality, it was less about loyalty to the Primarch himself and more about the veterans choosing to be loyal to the Primarch because the Emperor demanded it.

These veteran Twilight Raiders from Terra had mostly witnessed the Emperor's majesty and splendor; to them, the Primarch was merely a gift from the Emperor.

With the Primarch, the Legion would become much stronger, but even without the Primarch, the Legion continues to operate in its own way.

Moreover, Mortarion's return came relatively late compared to the rest of the Great Crusade. After Mortarion, only Angron, Corracos, and Omega remained of the Empire.

This led to the psychological independence of the Twilight Raiders.

The former Twilight Raiders were nothing compared to the Twelfth Legion's warhounds, who were still envious of Guilliman's glorious return to the Primarch of Sanguillès.

The Fourteenth Legion had long realized that a legion could do very well even without the Primarchy.

Even within the original Fourteenth Legion, the Twilight Raiders, there was a prevailing idea—

So what if you have a Primarch? The Fourteenth Legion, without a Primarch, can do what armies led by Primarchs can do.

The most extreme veterans might even think that the Primarch is nothing special, and watch with amusement whether the Primarch can make the entire Legion better.

Veterans always hold their heads high; they have every reason to be proud.

These veterans, who had survived most of the wars alone, walked silently through the universe. While other legions cheered and prepared grand welcoming ceremonies for the reunification of the Primarch, the Twilight Raiders fought silently in every corner of the galaxy.

When Sanguis knelt before his offspring, when Guilliman of the Ultramar Empire restored glory for the Ultramarines, when Dorn led his vast and perfect Pocket Empire back to power...

Those Legions whose Primarchs had not yet been found could only watch their performance from the audience.

Some legions envy, hoping their Primarchs will be as noble as Saint Gilles, as glorious as Guilliman, and as proud as Horus.

No Space Marine doesn't yearn for the father who is connected to their genes.

They wanted their Primarch to be the best, they wanted their Primarch to be the most unique, and they wanted to be led to become the most glorious.

But there are always exceptions.

For example, the former Fourteenth Army Corps, the Twilight Raiders.

They have their own culture, they have their own history.

The Fourteenth Legion's general offensive had only just begun when the attack point on a planet silently rotated to the boundary between light and shadow.

Under the cover of twilight, they launched a massive ground offensive against the enemy. The dim, alluring light blurred the gray power armor of the Space Marines, and the ancient and traditional Albian tactics still played a role in the universe.

They are heroes from Terra, the Emperor's steadfast right arm.

Therefore, they earned themselves a unique title—the Twilight Raiders.

They have their own pride.

What's even more intriguing is that the Twilight Raiders' proud, independent, silent, and stubborn nature, their refusal to rely on superiors, to some extent...

As expected of Mortarion's offspring.

The Primarch's towering figure still strolled along the corridors of the Endurance. Hades looked at Mortalian, wondering how he was getting along with these veterans.

Personally, Hades prefers a better integration between the old and new legions.

Firstly, Hades respected these veterans who had spent their lives in the military; secondly, legions with a large number of veterans were often more powerful in combat.

Third, if Mortarion insists on betraying them, these veterans from Terra will be the last loyalists of the Death Guard.

Sometimes, thinking about things can become very difficult because you're always unwilling to confront these issues.

Hades knew that although he had successfully broken one of Mortalian's inner demons, when it came to matters of fate, Hades preferred to have a double guarantee.

As for Typhon, Hades will try to persuade him; if he can, he will give it a shot.

But if that really doesn't work...

—Then kill him.

But Hades was worried that even if he killed a future traitor, would a second or third traitor appear?

Even without a traitor, could Mortalian have been tricked by Nurgle into becoming a demon?

Moreover, even without Nurgle's design, in the original storyline, Mortarion would have chosen to betray the Monarchs because of Horus's persuasion.

At this point, killing the alien lord Nacre is merely a minor detail within the grand narrative of Warhammer's destiny.

As a tiny member of his race, how much of a splash can Hades possibly make?

The future is too unpredictable, and individual power is too insignificant.

Based on the current information, Hades is unable to make a definitive statement about the next steps.

To flee? To fight? To turn the tide? Or to submit to fate?

The mystery surrounding him was already shrouded in mystery and many doubts.

Hades needs to observe more and think more.

He will find his own answer.

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Chapter 43 If it's possible to skip work, of course I'll skip it!

Endurance.

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"This is a personal viewing room."

Mortarian's voice echoed in the empty space.

A single piece of reinforced glass is embedded in the dark gray wall, and starlight slowly spills in from the other side of the universe.

Several dark green banners bearing the Death Guard logo hung slowly down from the wall, and two rows of black sofas were casually placed in the center of the room.