Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

He wasn't capable of either physical or psychic abilities, and the Emperor most likely wouldn't let him. No, it wasn't that he didn't dare, it was simply that he didn't want to provoke a pointless conflict. Marius consoled himself with this.

"What can be controlled is called psionic power, what cannot be controlled is called disaster." Baldur understood Marius's thoughts. In fact, Baldur had always been puzzled as to why the Emperor had not allowed the Custodes to possess psionic powers when he created them. As officers, spies, and advisors, the Custodes were undoubtedly qualified. But how powerful were they in combat? They were certainly far superior to ordinary Astartes.

But, if everyone has the same equipment, how about pitting the Custodians against the Professor? No matter how awesome the Custodians are, can they truly outperform the Knight Titan? Against psionic powers, the Custodians are simply too fragile. Sometimes, even the Sister of Silence isn't enough; after all, her anti-magic field is too small. She can lift an armored vehicle with her psionic powers, then drop it, and the Sister of Silence is gone. That's what the pony in the background did!

"Or, when the time is right, remind the seal holder to make the GK first, and don't make it the same as the limited edition. Although everyone in the GK has psychic powers, with a scale of 1000 people, the effect is limited, even much less than the Imperial Guards." Balder said in his heart.

It wasn't that he was afraid Marius would ruin his plans if he stayed with him. Honestly, it wasn't that Balder looked down on him, it was that Marius simply didn't have the ability. He had a vague feeling that this operation might be a little unusual. Balder was thinking this way, and if he was using this opportunity to teach Ferrus a lesson, to teach him not to be so reckless, then would the Eldar gods who shared his thoughts have similar thoughts?

Of course, the Eldar gods wouldn't personally intervene, but if they took advantage of the situation, they might create a difficult situation for the nascent Iron Warriors. After all, this operation was somewhat hasty. Furthermore, Curzon was already deeply affected by the Warp; who knew what dangers lay within? However, the daemons were unlikely to make an appearance; they were holding back, awaiting the right opportunity.

"Aren't you going with the Primarch?" Marius asked suddenly.

"Me? There are enemy pursuers, and I need to stop them. There are places that need to be explored, and I have to go there too. Only I can do these things, can you? If we talk about pure force, you are no better than a few Centurion Terminators." Balder asked with a smile.

"A fellow who can only take on seven Centurion Terminators at most." This was Balder's assessment of Marius's combat prowess. While Marius had never sparred with Balder, he had interacted with the Wolves. No one could defeat him in single combat, but Balder was comforted by the fact that the Wolf Pack warriors had a flexible moral compass when facing powerful foes.

Everything started with actual combat, everyone worked together to hone their skills and tactics. With Marius's approval, the Wolves naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip away. Consequently, close-quarters group fights and combined ranged tactics were developed one after another, including the electric grid gun! Specifically designed to target these powerful individual opponents...

"I..." Jumarius stood up and clenched the Spear of Exemplar in his hand.

"If you dare to attack me, I will look up to you." Balder had a mean expression on his face.

"I will never let your conspiracy succeed." Marius snorted coldly.

"Hahaha, hurry up and get ready. Just a little thing, I hope you don't need it." Balder tossed a small piece of wolf tail to Marius. Just because this guy could argue with him, Balder didn't want him to get hurt. The wolf tail, which he had personally blessed, contained Balder's spiritual power. They'd joked around a bit, but they still had to give what was due. After all, Balder was a man of fairness.

"It's really ugly." But Marius still hung it around his waist. Because according to the information he collected, some psychics would seal their power into certain special containers.

After arranging the others' tasks, Balder considered his own actions. Meanwhile, Ferrus wasn't in his cabin. He had already arrived at the Endless Journey's hangar and spotted a massive figure inside! A Cormorant Skywatcher transport bomber was ready. A group of Mechanicus Magos from Abyssal VIII and Lucius were conducting final adjustments. To ensure the safety of this operation, Balder decided to bring some practical information.

"It's really a great thing!" Ferrus looked at the huge aircraft in front of him, which was far larger than the Stormbird, with shock and envy in his eyes.

"This aircraft's cabin is a full 20 meters high at its highest point. We could even get a Warhound Titan in there," Santo marveled beside him. He even began to wonder, if the Iron Hands were equipped with this kind of equipment, could his own Legion directly orbital-drop Warhound Titans? As for the Reaver? It's a bit taller, but if they could remove the top weapon and bend the legs, it wouldn't be impossible to try.

"Excuse me, venerable Great Sage, is this a new product from Huangquan No. 8?" Elsewhere, Dukain had already approached Great Sage Kasdin, who had been restoring the Sky Surveyor. "Is this for sale? The Iron Hands Legion is willing to pay a substantial price. I hope you can convey our wishes to the masters of Forge World."

"I'm sorry, this is an old artifact that the Space Wolves discovered in a ruin. We can only use the parts we found to make it work again. That's all. We can't produce it yet."

Seeing Dukain as if he wanted to say something, Kasdin suddenly raised the incense burner in his hand and said, "Sorry, it's time to pray for the third time." Then he ignored Dukain and operated the nanorobots in the incense burner to perform the final maintenance on the Cormorant-class sky surveyor named Pioneer.

"Lord Ducain, the Primarch summons you." At this moment, one of the Primarch's personal guards approached and pointed at Ferrus, whose face was livid in the distance. It was clear that even from a distance, the Primarch had heard the conversation.

"Sir..." Du Kain walked over and bowed.

"It's not good to have ideas about the master's things in his master's house," Ferrus said. "Don't you see? This is not for sale. In fact, this may be its first time in combat. At least, they definitely didn't participate in the Space Wolves' Battle of the Orion System."

"I don't know how many are in stock in the Endless Journey's hangar, but I'm certain these are all unique pieces, and the loss of one is irreversible. If we can successfully reverse engineer them, we might equip other legions with a small number in the future, but that process will be very long because they're too complex and too advanced."

"Every Legion has its own secrets and taboos. Just as we wouldn't publicly share certain Medusa technologies, the Space Wolves are a powerful Legion, and they too have some unique capabilities. Their willingness to share them with outsiders demonstrates their sincerity," Ferrus said. While he was saying this, Ferrus also glanced at the massive war machine.

"Then I hope the Space Wolves and the Mechanicus can quickly complete the relevant imitation work." Santo said on the side.

"If nothing unexpected happens, they will be able to complete it, and may even have achieved some phased results." Du Kain spoke as he looked at the distance and saw the heavy tanks of the Iron Hands Legion being prepared for installation.

"What do you mean?" Ferrus looked at the battle-hardened veteran beside him with some surprise.

You know, Dukain was the most elite of the older generation of the Legion. After all, he earned Horus's praise and even had Abaddon as his underling, which spoke volumes about his ability and vision. Speaking of experience, Ferrus, who had only been back for a little over a year, wasn't as sharp as Dukain in some areas.

"Look at their loading operations, they are very standardized. Obviously, they have developed detailed and scientific specifications for how to use this vehicle. If the quantity is only small and there is no hope of reversing, they would not have developed detailed specifications so early." Du Kain said.

"That makes sense." Ferrus looked at the former legion commander in surprise.

"We lack this kind of equipment in our legion, and we need them," Santo said hurriedly.

"Let's talk after this battle." Ferrus waved his hand, stopping his men from speaking. However, at this point, his attitude towards the Space Wolves had also shifted slightly. If Baldur's presence had elevated Ferrus's view of the former VI Legion, then seeing the Endless Journey and the Sky Surveyor had elevated that view even further. From being the worst of the Legions, they had become a force of considerable strength and immense potential!

If you ask the average person what the Sky Wolves' most impressive ship or unit is right now, anyone who's seen the Infinite Journey will undoubtedly put it first. This is indeed true; even the Martian Mechanicus acknowledges its power. Ferrus agrees, and with his insight, he senses even more. For example, the machine spirit or AI operating this warship may no longer be a mere technological artifact; it possesses a soul, practically omnipresent within it!

But unfortunately, at least in Ferrus's opinion, the Endless Journey is nearly impossible to replicate! It's a unique piece, a symbol, even. It's powerful, but a shame... Of course, some of its technology could be used in other areas.

As for the Centurion Terminator, Ferrus could only say that it was a good item, but a shame. At least the Iron Hands were not lacking in this level of equipment. Having it was even better, but not having it was fine. When it came to armored units, the Iron Hands were definitely second to none.

But honestly, the Sky Surveyor is truly different. If deployed en masse, it could absolutely transform warfare! This applies not only to combat within planetary atmospheres, but also to fleet warfare in space. After all, the platform is already established. Ferrus doesn't believe the Sky Surveyor is only a transport variant, not an offensive one! And there's definitely an anti-ship variant, too.

"Technology is still the foundation of the Legion," Ferrus thought to himself. Truthfully, Ferrus had ambitions. He believed his talents shouldn't be confined to a single Legion; he should also make achievements in other fields. And with the Primarchs returning, if he wanted to seize the initiative, he had to prepare early.

"The Space Wolves would be a very good partner," Ferrus commented. After communicating with Russ and Balder, he felt they didn't seem to have any other ambitions. After all, Russ hadn't even managed his own Legion yet. Balder, on the other hand, was more of an outstanding general and chancellor. He was also busy patching up the Sixth Legion. He was a truly nice person. He was truly good to his friends.

"Primarch, it's the Imperial Guard." Just as Ferrus was lost in thought, Marius walked into the hangar.

"Legio Custodes? I'm surprised to see them here." Ferrus had respect for these Custodes; after all, they represented the Emperor, but he didn't really have a fondness for them. After all, the Custodes' role within the Legion was to oversee the army. They wouldn't interact with anyone unless necessary. Their inherent coldness and arrogance, coupled with the responsibilities they shouldered, made it difficult for anyone in the Legion to get close to them.

Regardless, the presence of the Custodians showed the Emperor's regard for Balder. After all, the number of Custodians in a Legion was likely only in the single digits. Balder's fleet was just a small flotilla of the Wolf Regiment, and the fact that he could encounter a Custodian here, and judging by his attire, a Captain, doing the most basic of tasks, was quite telling.

Chapter 91 Airborne Operations

"Respected Primarch, Marius salutes you." Marius walked over and paid his respects to Ferrus.

"Well, are you here to participate in this battle as well?" Ferrus nodded in return, then asked.

"Yes, I carry a special beacon with me. I will accompany Your Excellency the Primarch and ensure that I can call for the strongest support when necessary," Marius replied.

"Where is my friend Lord Balder? Isn't he going to join us?" Ferrus asked curiously.

"He will act with us. But sometimes he will handle some difficult matters personally." Marius and Balder sometimes quarreled, but there was one good thing, that is, the Royal Guards would not let their emotions affect their work.

"Very good, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." Ferrus's answer was very formal.

When the fleet led by the Endless Journey was about to start the jump, Balder also came to the hangar and guided Ferrus and others to board the Cormorant Sky Patrol Vanguard.

"The creations of ancient technology are truly astounding." Arriving on the bridge of the Vanguard, Ferrus couldn't help but exclaim in admiration as he looked at the interior facilities and command equipment that were completely different from the Imperial style.

"Human civilization is so glorious, but a lot of knowledge has been lost and buried in the turbulent years of the past. What we have to do today is to regain this lost knowledge and let the glory of human civilization shine on the entire universe." Bader said with emotion.

"For Humanity! For the Emperor!" everyone present shouted.

"Alright, let's reconfirm the mission objectives?" Ferrus gestured, and the entire bridge fell silent. As the Primarch, Ferrus became the overall commander.

"Okay, first, we have to destroy all the hostile fleets in orbit, and then persuade Curzon to surrender. If the other side agrees, we can take it without bloodshed and study the facilities on it." Bader said.

"However, I still believe that such an area that cannot be reached by normal navigation is very difficult to defend and is deeply affected by the subspace. We should relocate the personnel and facilities there, and then set up a guard post at most." Du Kain said after thinking for a while.

"That's a matter for the future, and one that the Iron Hands will have to deal with. Let's see what Lord Ferrus decides," Balder said. Anyway, no matter what, he was going to take what belonged to him.

"Lord Balder and I will personally participate in the landing battle. Santo, you stay with me. Dukain, you and the commanders on the Endless Journey will be responsible for commanding the fleet. Once we land, we must ensure the safety of the core area of ​​the ruins and try to control it as completely as possible. It shouldn't be a big problem. Everyone, make final preparations." Ferrus concluded.

The time it takes to travel through the Warp is very short, perhaps only a few dozen minutes, but by the time the fleet returns to the real universe, several hours or even days may have passed. When the combined fleet of the Iron Hands and Space Wolves crossed the Warp storm and reappeared in the physical universe, the situation before them made Ferrus and Balder frown!

"Damn it, they're already fighting! And the Dark Eldar fleet has this slight advantage!"

"My lord, the Dark Eldar army has begun to besiege the ruins. They seem to have arrived at the surface not by deep strikes, but through some kind of portal."

"The Dark Eldar army is too numerous. Among them are the Fallen Moon Kabal, the Iron Thorn Kabal, and other smaller Dark Eldar pirate forces."

"Sir, the still-resisting Mesis fleet has sent us a communication, expressing its willingness to surrender. Of course, the prerequisite is to repel these black men first." One piece of intelligence after another converged upon Ferrus via the data link. The complex battle situation before him not only did not give Ferrus a headache, but also made him eager to try!

"It seems that you really spoke too seriously. But it's good, we can take this opportunity to severely damage these hateful xenos! Although the Mysis are hateful, the Emperor can still forgive most of them after they surrender. But the Dark Eldar are within the scope of being completely eliminated." The murderous intent in Ferrus' words seemed to lower the temperature of the entire bridge.

"Lord Dukain said that his fleet is sufficient to deal with the current situation." Santo said on the side.

"Very good, then proceed according to Plan 3. The Iron Hands fleet will cover the Endless Journey as it enters low orbit, and then we will release the landing forces. After completing the first round of release, the Endless Journey will return to space to fight and quickly kill all fleets that dare to resist. We will split into two groups, one of which will go straight to the ruins, protect the ruins, and destroy a nearby portal. The other group will destroy the Dark Eldar's other portal." Ferrus ordered.

The sudden appearance of the Imperial fleet truly exceeded both sides' expectations. For the Mysis, already at a disadvantage, it was a life-saving opportunity. After all, Ferrus himself was not a cruel man, and would readily accept the surrender of ordinary people. However, the situation was different for the Dark Eldar, who were considered to be extremely evil. If the Mysis fell into their hands, their fate might be even worse than that of Mysis slaves!

Therefore, at the moment the conflict between the two sides broke out, the Mysis fleet, which was already quite powerful, would rather die than surrender. And when Ferrus's fleet arrived, the Mysis people simply surrendered directly, giving up their position and fighting the Dark Eldar in this narrow airspace together with the Iron Hands fleet.

In this head-on space battle, the Iron Hands showed no fear for these Dark Eldar pirates. Their warships quickly maneuvered into designated combat positions and unleashed a barrage of torpedoes specifically designed to target the ships' power systems. Facing the agile Dark Eldar, Ferrus was well prepared, drawing upon the Legion's secret arsenal of technologies and powerful weapons. However, the Dark Eldar fleet was too large, and the fleet engagement would require considerable effort.

Under the cover of friendly forces, the Endless Journey successfully reached low orbit and prepared to release the first wave of landing troops. As the hangar doors swung open, the Vanguard, launching under its own power, was the first to emerge from the battleship, followed by swarms of Swordtail fighters and Stormbirds! The fleets took off like a torrent of steel, charging towards the ground!

At this moment, the Dark Eldar also discovered the swooping Imperial aircraft, and flocks of Raven fighters roared towards them! A brutal battle began!

"The Dark Eldar fighters are outnumbered! Watch your flanks; they're adept at flanking attacks. Protect all airborne transports," Ferrus commanded, observing the dense black dots of light on the projection. Things had happened rather hastily. Although an Iron Hands squadron, guided by the Endless Journey, had successfully reached the battlefield, the Empire unfortunately had no advantage against the massive Dark Eldar and their vassal forces on the planet.

The fighter groups of both sides collided with each other first. The flexible, fragile but deadly Dark Eldar fighters were as agile and deadly as ghosts flying in the air. They left a trail of afterimages in the air. The optoelectronic jammers could effectively reduce the hit rate of the Imperial fighters. The deadly poison crystal cannons and light spears crossed the sky from time to time, smashing some unlucky guy into pieces.

The Imperials were tasked with intercepting the enemy with Swordtail fighters, considered heavy fighters within the Imperial army, equipped with two twin laser cannons and a missile pod on the underside of the fuselage. Protected by heavy armor, they relied on their armor and powerful firepower to engage the cunning and agile Dark Eldar fleets in the air.

Dense missiles and lasers crisscrossed the sky, and pilots from both sides engaged in an elegant yet deadly battle above a planet bathed in a violet-blue sky. With every passing minute, aircraft from both sides were shot down, reduced to a cloud of dust. Flocks of Imperial transport planes, flanked by fighter aircraft, sprinted towards the ground. The most important group of them headed straight for the ruins.

The Dark Eldar had clearly discovered the Empire's intentions and realized the key to this airborne attack, so more fighters and heavier hovercraft gathered towards the area where the Imperial army was about to land. Among them was even the Void Raven, which was said to be the most powerful aircraft the Dark Eldar could deploy under normal circumstances!

Countless Reavers aimed various models of poison crystal cannons and light spears at the sky. Meanwhile, the Iron Hands, utilizing their strength in frontal combat, deployed a fleet of Stormbirds, enhanced in firepower and defense. These Stormbirds sacrificed more than half their cabin capacity, using the remaining space to outfit their fleet with weapons and shields!

Thus, a steel wall was erected in front of the Dark Eldar aircraft, with void shields comparable to the defensive strength of a Warhound Titan, dozens of automatic cannons and laser turrets all over the body, and missile launchers on the top of the spacecraft. These spacecraft, like iron hedgehogs, crashed into their target!

"Open fire!" As the two sides came into contact, countless artillery shells and lasers flooded the blocking Dark Eldar fleet like a torrent, tearing them into countless pieces. Countless light spears and missiles flew towards the Stormbirds, and then all of this was blocked by the void shield. Just when the dark skins paid a huge price to overload the shield of one of the Stormbirds, the latter would always withdraw along the pre-planned route before the shield was about to collapse, and another Stormbird would take its place.

And among the flocks of storm birds are a large number of fighter planes. They are like light cavalry following heavy cavalry, forming the entire strike group into a whole that cannot be separated or dispersed.

A barrage of missiles, bombs, lasers, and autocannons blazed the ground. A landing area was instantly cleared by the Iron Hands' ferocious firepower. The first wave of Stormbirds quickly descended, rapidly deploying Legionnaires, droids, and various vehicles. However, the second wave consisted of a fleet of main transport aircraft, including the Vanguard. With the help of the Vanguard, the Iron Hands could deploy more than a battalion of troops in a short period of time! This was already a formidable transport capability.

"Everything will be settled soon. Once we reach the ground, we can kill all these aliens." Ferrus was very satisfied with this start. Relying on the high-quality legion and precise planning, even though the Dark Eldar tried their best to intercept, the Iron Hands still completed the landing at a relatively small cost.

"Primarch, after a period of time, the Warp will surge and affect the real world. It may be difficult for us to carry out conventional space deployment and recovery. Didn't you see? Even before we arrived, the Dark Eldar fleet controlled the battlefield, but they still did not increase the ground troops through orbital deployment, but only through the portal called the Webway, which has a limited number of transports." Balder said suddenly.

"Storm? Will it affect our storm birds?" Ferrus's expression changed slightly.

"I'm afraid so. And this storm may last for several days. During this time, the Vanguard can continue the transportation mission, and I can send out another one if necessary. These two spaceships will ensure the retreat and supply of our entire legion." Balder said

"Hiss... Damn it. Order, after the first main force lands, concentrate air power to destroy the portals that are far away from the ruins, and then I will lead the main force to attack the portals next to the ruins. At the same time, Balder, you take your Space Wolves and some elite infantry of the Iron Hands to the ruins immediately and try to stop the enemy. Santo, you go with Balder." Ferrus immediately adjusted his tactics.

"Ferus, be careful, be careful. If possible, I hope we can occupy the ruins first, and then wait for the storm to end before taking action." Balder caught the breath of danger in an instant, but it was not serious. However, he still wanted to remind the Primarch of the Iron Hand.

"No, the power in my hands is enough to deal with the enemies here. We have to hurry." Ferrus flatly refused.

"Marius, keep an eye on him!" Balder helplessly ordered his adjutant of the imperial guards.

"I hope the Eldar gods won't cause trouble," Balder thought to himself, and then he led his men towards the ruins. At this time, near the opening of the Webway near the ruins, huge figures appeared in the Webway's curtain.

"That group of damn monkey elites has also appeared here. They have disrupted our plan! My troops will suffer heavy losses!" An archon of Iron Thorns said angrily to the archon of Fallen Moon.

"We have paid a huge price for this, Chamod. If we give up, our previous losses will not be compensated at all. And in order to deal with today's accidents, I have also made arrangements. Believe me, when the storm above the planet blocks their support, we will be able to deal with the enemies on the ground. After all, I spent a lot of money for today's battle." The Archon of the Fallen Moon pointed to the huge vehicle that appeared in front of everyone!

"What's on this?! You destroyed an entire Ark army? And you took the Assault Scorpion's twin main guns (the Assault Scorpion is the Eldar's largest hovercraft, designed to deal with heavy targets like Titans)?" Chamad exclaimed. "Vells, how dare you ignore the Harlequins' warnings?"

Chapter 92: The Legion of the Eldar Gods (Ten Thousand Rewards and Subscriptions Combined into One Plus)

"Buffoons? Haha, those guys who hide here and there, using only ambiguous words to deceive people?" Archon Wells sneered. "Today, these ruins, the artifacts within, and the crystal tea seeds and cultivation methods are all mine! I say it! Even the gods can't stop me!"

There has been much unrest in Comoros recently. A group has emerged worshipping the God of Laughter and another new deity. They claim that those who convert to this new deity and complete a series of paths will be freed from the soul-sucking power of a great enemy. Initially, most Dark Eldar dismissed this claim. However, the rumor has spread, and some converts have indeed escaped their tormented lifestyles after completing a series of paths and trials. This has undoubtedly shaken Comoros's foundations and affected the interests of many.

In Veers's view, those who suppressed their desires, willingly practiced asceticism, and risked their lives to complete the mysterious divine deeds were simply foolish. Even if they accomplished all this, what would it matter? They had given up too many desires and a better life. Although his soul was constantly being sucked away, it didn't matter. Veers could draw souls from other intelligent beings.

This dynamic balance didn't affect his pursuit of a good life and joy. The gods' gifts were worthless to him. Of course, if that were the case, Wells and the Fallen Moon Cabal behind him wouldn't oppose the gods. After all, those clowns' methods were quite ruthless.

However, those clowns and believers of mysterious gods should not and absolutely cannot restrict the behavior of Comoros! They prohibit all conspiracy groups from attacking other Eldar, including the Ark Eldar, which has obviously affected the core interests of the Fallen Moon.

Not attacking their own kind? If they don't, how will Veers obtain spirit bones and various rare materials and weapons? You see, spirit bones are the product of psychic energy solidified through ritual by the Bone Singers. The Dark Eldar don't possess spirit bones or the corresponding artifacts! Furthermore, as a cabal founded on the slave trade, their fellow Eldar are the most sought-after commodities in the entire Comorian slave market.

This behavior led to extreme hostility from the Fallen Moon Kabal, ultimately leading to several limited clashes with the Harlequins. With mediation from Comoros' leaders, the two sides temporarily subsided. However, the hostility between the two sides persisted, and the Fallen Moon Kabal was subjected to various forms of suppression and exclusion.

Especially recently, Fallen Moon has come under heavy attack from the Monkey Army, resulting in the loss of numerous warships, personnel, and supplies. However, the more destitute the madmen become, the more insane they become. After attacking an Eldar army, they now wager their all on this battlefield. Veers believes that the artifacts within the ruins and the crystal tea produced under its protection can restore Fallen Moon to its former glory. Driven to despair, the Cabal has pledged nearly every ounce of their resources, including these hovercrafts equipped with the main guns ripped from the Assault Scorpions. He calls these Fallen Moon's most powerful hovercraft the Destruction Platform. (A tribute to Dawn of War!)

Vers was brimming with confidence. Everything that had happened today was as he had anticipated. While the monkeys would successfully drive off the Dark Eldar fleet, the ensuing storm would prevent further reinforcements and orbital bombardment of the ground. He, on the other hand, would capture the ruins within over the next few days and seize the artifacts, crystal tea seeds, and cultivation techniques. As for the rest of the story, what was the point of leaving this place to the monkeys?

"Tell all the troops to act according to the plan. We will reap wealth, slaves and endless souls in today's battle!" Wells roared with high spirits!

However, unnoticed by the Dark Eldar and the Imperium of Man, a third portal on Curzon opened. This portal, previously buried by fallen rock and dust, suddenly glowed brightly. As the Webway opened, a massive figure shattered the rock blocking the entrance. Then, exiting the portal, a towering figure, at the head of the group, was an Eldar Ghost Titan! Behind it, countless war machines filed out!

"Great Prince, everything is arranged according to fate. All the characters have appeared. The drama called war is about to enter its climax. Our God's plan will surely succeed, and the Fallen Moon will eventually fall. Ferrus will gain an unforgettable lesson." A prophet from the Craft World came to an Eldar commander in purple-black robes and reported.

"Very well, we will finally step out from behind the scenes. Eliminating these scum of our race will be our first step," said Prince Tyrian, Supreme Commander of the Scythe of Destiny, with satisfaction. Looking at the massive army assembled behind him, the former commander of the Eldar Empire, who had survived the Fall of the Eldar, felt immense pride and honor. For years, he had never commanded a legion like this, including Titans.

All of this was thanks to a new god who had emerged from the Eldar. It was he who had saved some of the Eldar from their tragic fate, and it was he who had gradually united the scattered Eldar into one! Now, the Eldar, gradually moving towards unity, had begun to rebuild their own great army.

Tyrian, who was once a high-ranking member of the Eldar army, successfully became the chief officer of the Scythe of Destiny Legion and was awarded the title of prince.

The command structure of such a legion is as follows: the legion commander is the prince, below which sits the War Council, who directs the legion in combat, and the Prophet Council, who oversees psychic powers and conveys divine commands. Below that are the various functional chapters, encompassing everything from common infantry and Aspect Warriors to heavy hovercraft and even Titans – a complete legion system with its own fleet!

Typically, the main force of these legions is stationed on a single large Craftworld, with additional units distributed across various Eldar worlds to ensure local security and allow for training and recuperation. As the legions rebuild, the Eldar gods first direct their attacks against Comoros and its fallen brethren, essentially declaring surrender or destruction.

The Prophets and the Envoys have already determined the fate of the Fallen Moon Cabal, and now it is time to send their souls back to the Death! Prince Tyrian is honored to personally carry out the execution of these scum! He has also provided precious Titan Legions for this mission.

"Everything will be in accordance with the will of my God." Prince Tyrian said silently in his heart.

"Prepare the army to deploy. We need to enter the battlefield at the right time. With the arrival of the storm, after temporarily blocking the fleet in space, Fallen Moon will deploy his main force into the battlefield. This is the best opportunity for us to act." Tyrian ordered.

"As for the issue of the human Primarch, I'll leave it to you, the Chief Prophet of the Legion." Tyrian said to the Chief Prophet of the Legion, Amos, who was standing beside him.

"As you command," Amos said, bowing. "My Prophets will arrange everything. However, to ensure the smooth operation, we'll need one or two reconnaissance-class Warlock Titans."