Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"Of course there is a bottom line. After all, humanity is the core that unites a race. Without humanity, there is no future. Even the most powerful race will be a pile of loose sand," said Bader.

"Alright, our brief assault should be over by now. The Orcs' main force is coming," Balder said, looking at the command panel. Over the course of several hours, the Broadsword Battlegroup and other Titans had destroyed at least 30 of the opposing Titans and a million-strong Orc army. Now, the remaining Orcs charged forward like a raging bull, their triple-digit engines and countless armored units forming an unstoppable tide, attempting to drown everything. Now, Balder needed to lead his troops back to the defensive line and wear the enemy down!

"The Emperor Titan, the Shattering Sun, has arrived at the battlefield. We are the God of War, we are unstoppable and unyielding! Praise the God of All Things!" At this time, on the main defense line of the empire, a huge figure slowly walked out of the smoke and flames. Beside him were a whole dozen main battle Titans and countless religious legions. They gathered around this 70-meter-high Emperor Titan, like vassals facing their monarch, guarding everything diligently and conscientiously. Even the most unruly war-type Titans were obedient under the prestige of this monarch.

"Suville, you asked me to come here just to deal with those garbage in the distance?" In the deepest part of the Emperor Titan's Destruction of the Setting Sun, the captain who had been connected to the Titan made a deafening sound. At this moment, he and the great machine spirit merged into one, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

"In my opinion, the distant enemy has no strength other than numbers; they are nothing more than a bunch of scum." Shattered Sun roared. He sought glorious battles, powerful foes, and epic moments of turning the tide. But today, the enemy he encountered seemed less than worthy! Despite the brutal battle fought by the Imperial Titan Legion and their opponents in the Rust Industrial Land, Shattered Sun saw it as nothing more than childish play. Children's affairs should be left to children, not himself!

"Uh..." Martian Archsage Suvel's logic was racing. As one of the most powerful Titans in the Order of the Origin and the commander of the finest Titan Legion, the Shattered Sun Machine Soul's emotions and dignity must be respected. And what about the enemy before him? Perhaps they were indeed close?

At that moment, on the other side of their own lines, an equally massive figure appeared within the Shattering Sun's detection range. It, too, resembled a towering moving castle. As it arrived, each step was steady and powerful. The array of Titan-class weapons on the top platform, along with the super-Titan-class weapons on its arms, drew even the Shattering Sun's gaze slightly sideways.

"Suville, I smell a colleague. He's powerful. A worthy competitor." The Shattered Sun let out a low roar. "Could it be that you're letting me travel here because there's an equally outstanding peer here, and I'm needed to bring glory to Mars?" The Shattered Sun asked eagerly, its machine spirit rapidly shifting from idle to combat mode, its previous laziness and disdain vanishing without a trace.

"God of All Machines, it's the Blood of Machine God! How could he be here?" The great sage Suville said in surprise after seeing it.

"A very famous guy? Tell me about him." The Shattered Sun suddenly became interested.

"A newly upgraded Titan is nothing more than a successor," Su Weier snorted. "You know the Glorious Origin, the ship on Huangquan No. 8 equipped with two layers of light spear cannons? Some of its capacitor technology came from the Endless Journey, and some of the capacitor and plasma technology of the Blood of the Machine God came from the Glorious Origin."

"Well, an ancient heritage? It's worthy of respect." The huge head of the Shattered Sun turned slightly, and the countless sensors on it began to scan the units in the distance.

At this time, the Blood of Mecha in the distance was also looking at its colleagues from Mars.

"An old breath is coming." The machine soul of the Blood of Mecha commented on its colleagues in the distance.

"The Shattering Sun is also a renowned Titan, renowned within the Titan Order and having spearheaded numerous battles," Weidman, commander of the Yellow Springs 1th Titan Legion, said cautiously. Weidman was filled with awe at this divine machine, which had just undergone a replacement of its capacitors and plasma reactor. Without a doubt, the Shattering Sun was now the most powerful and unruly of the Vulcan Legion!

"Hmph, the future belongs to us, the technological pioneers. I suggest that the Legion advance at full speed! We should enter the battlefield first and then bring the fire of destruction down on the enemy." The Machine Soul of the Blood of Mecha roared.

"We must advance together with our brother legions, sir. We are a collective." Weidman politely rejected the Machine Spirit's request. After all, this was the Emperor Titan, and it was the latest experimental Titan. If something went wrong, he would not be able to explain it.

"Then let them hurry up! Such procrastination will only delay things!" The Blood of Mecha quickly increased the output of its engine, showing its surging power to its colleagues in the distance!

"Power and output!" As the reactor output increased, the Blood of Mecha strode forward, and the Titan Legions accompanying it immediately followed suit, rushing towards the battlefield like a group of dinosaurs!

"Damn it! This is a provocation, this little guy is so rude!" The Shattering Sun naturally captured the actions of the Blood of Mecha. The other party expressed its intention to compete on the battlefield, and the move of entering the battlefield first made the Shattering Sun feel that its dignity was offended.

"We're going to teach this arrogant guy a lesson! Suweier, cooperate with me! Tell those reptiles from Huangquan No. 8 that we are the most favored believers of the Mechanical God!"

"As you wish." Countless docking ports suddenly extended from behind the Great Sage of Mars, Suville, and connected with the machine soul of the Destroying Sun.

At this time, with the addition of a cluster of Titans headed by two Emperor Titans, the Imperial Legion's defense line was completely completed. Before this, countless Mechanicus priests and slaves had built a dense array of void shield defenses here, bringing the entire front line under the defense of the void shield. Of course, some places have multiple layers, and some places have only one layer. There are countless fixed artillery and fortresses that are far larger than super-heavy tanks. Countless Space Marines, mortal auxiliaries, and Crusaders are on guard in each line of defense.

In the distance, swarms of Ork Titans appeared. Meanwhile, the Titans led by Balder had already moved to the flanks, though some had returned to their formation. They would deliver a vicious left hook at the right moment. Meanwhile, the frontline defense and offensive operations still had to be left to the Legion, centered around the two Emperor Titans.

"The targets have been assigned! In this round of attack, we can directly destroy two Orc engines equivalent to Warlord-class Titans." Weidman communicated with the Blood of Mecha.

"No, I want to fight three. You know nothing about the improved me." The machine soul of the Blood of Mecha decisively took back the command, the Thinker Sequence quickly rearranged the attack targets, and the weapon phalanxes on the top of the Titan began to charge. A moment later, at a distance that ordinary Emperor Titans could only watch, the Blood of Mecha used its high output to launch the first round of attack!

At the moment of firing, it was like a sun rising on the battle line. The Blood of Mechagod, which was more than 70 meters long, was enveloped by the light of its own firing. The huge muzzle flame brought up a gust of wind, and countless sand and gravel were directly vaporized. The fierce fire storm spread out in all directions, making the void shield of the nearby Titan crackle!

A moment later, three balls of dazzling fire suddenly rose on the distant horizon, followed by mushroom clouds rising from the ground. The breath of destruction spread out in all directions, making the orcs afraid to scream!

"Well, the power is really good." The Shattered Sun observed its counterpart in the distance. The opponent's output and power had been recognized by him, but he would soon tell this junior that war is not just about one machine.

"The Blood of Mecha is strong and a good competitor, but we are more efficient! We are a group. The teachings of the God of Machines are not only about motivation, but also about precision and strategy. Suvel, let's begin." Then, the Shattered Sun and all its Titans, heavy tanks, Mecha-Fronts and even the heavily armored slaves of the Crusaders were linked into a huge and orderly whole. With the assistance of countless logic engines, a huge and complex battle plan began to be implemented, and all the combat units were like the precise gears and connecting rods on a machine, operating without any error.

When the Ork Engines entered the battlefield, the Martian Mechanicus operated like a sophisticated killing machine, meticulously controlling timing down to the millisecond, meticulously distributing firepower and adjusting shields, minimizing firepower spillage, and delivering precise, targeted kills. The top fighters from the Order of the Source Resurrection sowed the wrath of the Myriad Machines with remarkable efficiency, keeping all losses manageable. Every exchange and trade between the two sides was under the control of Broken Sun and Suvel. Elsewhere, the Vulcan Legion from Huangquan No. 8 also rapidly slaughtered their opponents with their high damage output. The latter possessed greater firepower, but their efficiency and precision were somewhat inferior. The two Titan Legions advanced side by side, and in this feast of slaughter, the competition was inextricably linked.

The Orks attempted to destroy these two true battlefield masters, but over ten layers of void shields stubbornly blocked the incoming Ork engines' attacks. The dazzling brilliance of the two Emperor Titans drew the vast majority of the Ork war engines' firepower, but it was ultimately in vain. Countless shells and lasers vanished before the Emperor-class Titans. Attempts to charge forward, hoping to inflict some damage on the giants through close combat, were thwarted by the Mechanicus' Skitarii and Legionaries. Even with the desperate, unstable mass transports, they were still mowed down by the Iron Wolves and Knight Mechs surrounding the Titans.

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"This is the situation on the front. We will pay some price, but the orcs will never be able to break through." The Lord of Glory said to Balder after analyzing the situation on the battlefield.

If it were a head-on battle, who could possibly defeat a fully equipped Mechanicus? Not the Orks, not the Legion! After all, you can't rely on Stormbirds and super-heavy tanks to defeat hundreds of Titans and countless Skitarii, right? Of course, the Mechanicus's lack of psychic proficiency was a weakness, but this weakness had already been overcome by Baldur's earlier use of the forbidden weapon. The psychic attack had severely damaged the Orks' psychic abilities.

"What do you think of those guys?" Balder pointed to two Emperor Titans in the distance that were pouring out rage and destruction.

"Hmph, you know what, those ignorant guys did come up with some things. You can say that the so-called Emperor Titan is a product of stacking, but they stacked it really well. It is a very good mobile fortress. But it is only adapted to the current battlefield environment. In the golden age of mankind, these things are nothing more than consumables." said the Lord of Glory.

"That's about right." Balder nodded, agreeing with the statement. Let's put it this way. While the Bear Heavy Gunship's service gave the VI Legion its first super-heavy assault weapon independent of the Mechanicum, in reality, it was still only at the Warlord level. It was a far cry from an Emperor Titan. It could even be said that even ten Warlords would be lucky to destroy an Emperor Titan. If a Bear Gunship were to destroy an Emperor Titan, the losses and the number of troops required would definitely be disastrous.

If absolute air-to-ground domination is a must, it will take at least some time until reverse engineering of the smaller Sky Surveyor models is complete. The next generation of the Bear Gunship is already capable of crushing the Warlord in firepower and defense, but it still lags far behind the Emperor Titan.

"Actually, I feel that it would be better if those Titan command vehicles and general cannons could be modified. I don't really like those war machines that stubbornly insist on walking on two legs." The Lord of Radiance continued his long speech.

"That's a matter for the future. In fact, the current Titan Legion and Bear Gunship models are more accepted by all parties. You know what I mean." Bader said.

"Haha, ridiculous politics and balance of power!" The Lord of Radiance snorted coldly. He naturally understood what Balder meant. Even before the completion of the Sky Patrol project, the mere appearance of the Bear gunship had significantly reduced the value of the Titan Corps. After all, these massive gunships could often do more than ordinary Titans, and often do it better. Not to mention the Titans' incredible maneuverability and space combat capabilities.

However, it's clear that, due to concerns about the Mechanicus's well-being and other factors, increasing Bear gunship production will be a lengthy process, at least in line with the Titan Legion's transformation and new research and development. The VI Legion could easily equip itself with Bear gunships in large numbers, even mass-producing them on several Forge Worlds. After all, the Imperium of Man is vast, and even a drop in the bucket is insignificant to the Mechanicus. The Mechanicus even allows the VI Legion to profit excessively. But if you insist on unconditionally disseminating this technology, and you're aiming to destroy the Titan Adeptus Mechanicus's livelihood, then try it!

"That's a matter for the future. Let's talk about it later. Let's prepare our left hook," Balder interrupted. Meanwhile, the Titan army, reassembled under Balder's command, was resting and waiting, awaiting the thunderous strike from the sky. In the Endless Journey's hangar, the first batch of assembled Bear gunships, led by Dukain, made final preparations.

"Sir Du Kain, you can be bolder. Non-battle Titan-level weapons will not pose any threat to the Bear gunboat, and the opponent's battle Titan will be restrained by our Titans. We should take advantage of this opportunity to give full play to the maneuverability and firepower of the Bear gunboat and defeat the opponent in an instant." Sage Nolan from the Lucius Forge World suggested.

"We can still destroy the target from a long distance, it just takes more time. You know, Sage Nolan, these valuable assets do not belong to the Tenth Legion." Du Kain said with some regret as he looked at the huge aircraft that had been fully prepared in the distance.

After all, these belong to the brother legion and are under your command. What if there is a heavy loss?

"Believe me, respected Commander, we have a special weapon that can bypass the void shield and directly attack the opponent's Titan body. Because it is a test product, the range is relatively short. Are you interested in trying it? Of course, you can ask Lord Balder first. I believe that the Supreme Lord Commander will make the right decision." Sage Nolan took out his last trump card.

"Weapons that can bypass the Void Shield?" Dukain was tempted. "I'll understand and contact Lord Balder." (Note: The Human Titan and Bean Sprout Titan in the background do have weapons that can bypass the Void Shield and directly attack the main body.)

A few minutes later, with Bader's permission, Du Kain and Sage Nolan boarded the Bear gunship. Behind this plane, 20 Bear gunships were on standby, ready to take action at any time!

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After resting, Balder led his forces in another assault. Over thirty Titans of various types launched a flank assault on the Orcs. Behind these divine machines stood countless armored units and mecha knights, along with thousands of long-range artillery units. Endless flames and explosions erupted between the two armies. Every minute, tens of thousands of tons of steel were reduced to ash in the firestorm. The clash between the two races was so deadly that it transformed the entire landscape and environment.

Under the control of the Lord of Radiance, the Rage of Righteousness once again destroyed an Orc Titan, the explosion sweeping across all Orc targets within a 1.5-kilometer radius. However, as the Orcs continued to attack, Balder's attack temporarily stagnated. He did not use large-scale psionic powers or certain forbidden weapons again, as they were no longer necessary.

"We have been fighting with the target Titan battle group for more than five hours, destroying at least one-third of the targets and consuming a large number of their air defense forces and aircraft." The Lord of Glory reported.

"Very good, tell Dukain to enter the scene within 15 minutes. At the same time, tell the Omega battle group that they can completely destroy the Ork power station in the Rust Belt. After cutting off the energy supply of the Orc Legion in the front, tell the Primarch to let his fleet pour its wrath on the Orc ground forces that have lost their cover, and also give orders to the Voidwalker Titan Legion to cut off the enemy's retreat according to the plan!" Balder ordered.

"Here they come!" Almost on time, 20 Bear gunships, led by Du Kain, successfully arrived at the battlefield. All the aircraft were divided into 6 strike formations, with 3 to 4 aircraft in each formation, and rushed straight towards the distant target.

The first guiding aircraft were usually shield-enhanced, designed to withstand any remaining enemy anti-aircraft fire. Faced with the sudden onslaught of heavy gunships, most of the Ork engines were caught off guard. They had just finished a round of fire with the Imperial Titan Legion. Even if they had survived, these crude war machines still needed time to cool their weapons and recharge their weapons and shields. At this moment, the sudden onslaught of "Sky Titans" was clearly no match for them!

"Boom!" Under the crossfire of three Bear gunships, an Ork Warlord-class Titan was reduced to a massive fireball. The soaring column of smoke rose thousands of meters into the air before cooling into a brilliant mushroom cloud. And it took the squad less than three minutes to destroy this formidable war machine.

"Prepare to pull up and attack the next target!" Following the leader's command, the Bear gunship, having completed its attack, circled once more, pulled higher, and searched for another target. After the initial panic, the Orks' various weapons began firing into the air, a volcanic eruption of ammunition and beams of light hurling towards these aerial reapers. However, most of these weapons posed no threat to these behemoths. Even with a Titan-level attack, the Bear gunship could still use its speed to evacuate the battlefield before its shields collapsed.

The shield-piercing weapons of Lucius's Forge World were indeed very effective. Although their range was a bit short, their ability to bypass the shield and directly damage the body caught the orcs off guard. At least three orc titans in good condition were destroyed in this way when they were caught off guard.

Relying on superior maneuverability and ferocious firepower, the Bear fleet destroyed over 15 Titans and engines in less than half an hour, forcibly ripping a gap in the previously solid Ork flank formation. This marked the beginning of the total collapse of the Ork ground forces!

On the other side of the battlefield, the Omega battle group successfully destroyed the Orcs' plasma reactor in the Rust Belt. The space defense system covering the entire front line was facing collapse in an instant. At this time, under the leadership of Russ's flagship Heracles Fenr, groups of fleets entered low orbit and bombarded the entire Orc area with intensive naval gun fire. The beams of light that fell from the sky swept away all enemies, and the entire continental plate could feel the vibration from the sky!

Without the protection of ground fortresses, the entire Orc army, from its ordinary chariots to its massive engines, was incredibly vulnerable to the naval gunfire that descended from the sky in the open field. The fierce and precise bombardment easily shredded the Titans, which had just been so aggressive. The overwhelming force filled the Orcs with fear and despair. They began to retreat. However, the arrival of the Voidwalker Titans and a number of Bear bombers from the sky completely cut off the enemy's retreat! At this point, the battle was a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, the entire Imperial force pressed forward: the main force of the Titan Legion in front, the Omega Battle Group on the flank, the Voidwalker Titan Legion flanking from behind, and the Bear Gunships circling in the sky. Pressured from all sides, the Ork Legion was on the verge of collapse. The Wows, once united by belligerence and madness, were now shattered, filled with fear and despair. The Ork Legion was in dire straits, both physically and mentally.

"Alright, I'll leave the rest of the battle to the other commanders. I need to focus on other things," Balder said, looking at the already dull battlefield. While there was still work left to do in this battle, including clearing out the remaining Orc Legions and besieging the final fortress, the so-called unstoppable momentum meant that once Balder had already conquered the most challenging part, the rest would be easy. These matters were Rus's responsibility. He was the Legion's leader and Primarch, so he should be the one to take down the Orc boss. These matters had nothing to do with Balder, and he had no interest in them.

"If I remember correctly, after the war, the Emperor gave Rus two gifts. One was naturally the Long Fang Castle that stood for thousands of years and was known as the most defensive fortress besides Terra. The other was the Spear of Dionysus. I just don't know what the Emperor will give this time." Balder said in his heart.

Chapter 154: Positioning of the Space Wolves and Execution First and Report Later

The transfer of command of the entire battlefield was very smooth. Russ took over everything on the ground, and Balder returned to the ever-loyal Endless Journey. Just like before, he entered the deepest part of the ship and reminded his two younger brothers not to disturb him unless necessary.

It was after the battle in the Flaming Wheel sector that Russ earned the Emperor's recognition. As a reward, the Fortress of the Fang stood tall on Fenris. The Spear of Dionysus, bestowed upon Rus by the Emperor himself, transformed him into a ruthless executioner. After all, the spear, forged by the Emperor himself, was specifically designed to defeat the Primarch. Rus disliked the weapon and even considered throwing it away, but of course, he couldn't. How could a mere mortal discard something bestowed by the Emperor, akin to a god?

However, the rest of the story is simple. The Fortress of the Fang truly protected the Space Wolves for aeons. After the Great Crusade, the Space Wolves survived several attacks on Fenris, thanks in no small part to the Fortress's contributions. As for the Spear of Dionysus? Well, Russ didn't make good use of it after acquiring it, and Russ and his Space Wolves were truly unfit to serve as the Emperor's executioners. The near-miss in the assassination attempt on Horus perfectly captures Russ's character; he's easily swayed by sentimentality. Had the task been left to the Lion, the Heresy would have been over long ago...

In the 30th century, the Space Wolves were truly a symbol of tragedy. Their own strength wasn't outstanding among the Legions, and with Russ, the Primarch who hesitated at the most crucial moment, they couldn't even act as executioners. Thinking of this, Baldur couldn't help but shake his head.

Balder believed that under his training, Russ could become an outstanding lord, commander, and father figure of the Legion. If he wasn't good with tactics, he could teach him. If he wasn't good with equipment or numbers, he could slowly build up his wealth. Russ's own camaraderie and skill were actually quite good; after all, leading a Terran of the Sixth Legion required skill. He was considered a vassal of the Empire, and his skill and ability were unquestionable. However, Balder truly distrusted Russ when it came to attacking his brother. He showed mercy to Primarchs he favored, but he brutally attacked those he disliked. It wasn't that one couldn't have likes and dislikes, but rather that personal preferences shouldn't affect one's conduct.

Besides, Rus doesn't need something like the Spear of Dionysus. After all, he is here. If he really needs to execute something, he can do it himself. If Balder can't solve it, what's the use of the Spear of Dionysus?

Just when Balder was daydreaming, the Emperor called him remotely. After a brief greeting, the two sides began to discuss business, and this business was the Emperor's positioning of the Space Wolves!

When did the Space Wolves become the Emperor's executioners? It was after this battle, with the Spear of Dionysus granting Russ the power to execute his brothers. The subsequent series of missions entrusted to the Space Wolves by the Emperor also highlighted the VI Legion's role: to do the dirty work! As for the Citadel, it was more of a bonus.

"Each legion has its own position in the plan. Some are clear, some are vague, and the Space Wolves Legion also has its own mission. So, if some arrangements do not suit your ideas, I hope you can understand." The Emperor spoke.

"I have a feeling, but I don't know if it's right." Balder spoke after thinking for a moment.

"Please speak." The emperor nodded.

"If, one day, the Space Wolves come knocking on your door within the Imperium, it means the Emperor is deeply displeased with your situation, but is still offering you a chance. And if, one day, the Dark Angels come knocking on your door, it means the Emperor no longer wants to see you and is ready to banish you," Balder said with a smile, recalling a famous meme from the forums. It's a joke, but it's true!

"Your description is very apt," the Emperor nodded. "I gave this task to Russ because no one is more suitable than him. He knows his role and can do it well."

"No, he cannot do it, and you have not given him enough power." Baldur said, projecting a secret message into the Emperor's consciousness.

"We show mercy to those who shouldn't have been spared, but brutally strike those who should have been spared? This is truly a disastrous situation." The Emperor frowned. Although he didn't know which Primarch Baldur was referring to, many things were still too early to be revealed. Once everything was revealed, the truth would change. And what the Emperor and Baldur considered their greatest advantage—foresight—became meaningless.

"The Space Wolves can do the work of the military police, and I can let Russ do it, but the prerequisite is that you need to delegate power to a certain extent." Balder thought for a while and said.

What the Emperor said had a point. Assuming all the Primarchs survived this Heresy and hadn't disappeared or been assassinated, the nine Primarchs would indeed have been arranged. Sanguinius would be the second Emperor, Dorn would be Commander of the Terran Guard, Jonson would be the military commander, Guilliman would be in charge of internal affairs, Ferrus the Iron Hand would be in charge of technology, Vulkan would represent the Emperor's benevolent side, the Khan would be the Imperial explorer and mobile force, and the Raven Guard would protect the Empire from the shadows. As for the Sky Wolves, were they supposed to be military police or executioners?

You know what, this is something that can only be done by the Space Wolves, otherwise, who else can you let do it?

"Interesting. Tell me, how do we delegate power?" the emperor asked with a smile.

"If, and I mean if, some Primarchs or individuals in the Legion do something wrong, can the Space Wolves stop it in your name or the Imperium's?" asked Baldur.

"I'm afraid that won't work. This means that the Space Wolves Legion is superior to other legions, which will arouse the hostility of other legions. And I don't think Russ can make the right judgment on some things." said the Emperor.

"Being an executioner already incurs envy and dissatisfaction. Russ may not be able to make a judgment, but I wonder, if Russ and I agree on something, can it be carried out in the name of the Empire?" Baldur asked. Obviously, Baldur was prepared. That is, if Angron still wanted to give the War Hounds the Butcher's Nail, at least the Space Wolves would have a legitimate reason! In fact, in the conflict between the Wolf King and the Slashing King, the Wolf King did not obtain the Emperor's authorization, otherwise the War Hounds veterans at that time would never dare to disobey.

On the other hand, Balder also wanted to prevent Perturabo's 10-for-10 withdrawal. Without the Emperor's authorization, it would be extremely difficult, perhaps even requiring physical communication with Old Pi. However, if the Emperor spoke, then none of this would be a problem. Old Pi desperately wanted the Emperor's approval. It was also a safeguard for future actions.

As for telling the Emperor about these things and asking him to stop them, is that okay? Please, putting aside the timing of information transmission, the Emperor himself actually doesn't care about these things. At least when Boss Pi drew one out of ten, the Emperor might have thought Boss Pi was a little too much, but then he thought about it and realized that this was the Fourth Legion's own business, so he didn't care.

This is the Emperor, a man of indifference to many things. This is the crux of many problems. Some things the Emperor considers insignificant are actually the crux of the matter. Jonson's ultimate fall at the hands of Luther stems from this very fact: like his father, he neglects the human heart. The Lion's excessive exploitation of Caliban, and the Emperor's disregard for the desires and concerns of some Primarchs, are both, in essence, expressions of disdain for human nature.

"You put me in a difficult position," the Emperor began. "This would give the Sixth Legion a position slightly superior to the others, which would make many Primarchs dissatisfied, even uneasy. And although Russ is excellent, he is not excellent enough. You understand what I mean."

"I understand your point," Balder nodded. While Russ was far more powerful than he'd appeared in the background, truth be told, aside from his unwavering loyalty, his professionalism couldn't compare to those powerful Primarchs. In terms of combat alone, without Balder, Russ and the Space Wolves would still only be considered above average. It was simply because Balder himself had elevated the VI Legion to a level they didn't belong. And, to put it another way, Balder had a vague feeling that during the Randan War, he might struggle to keep Russ in his sights.

Legionary status is earned through personal effort. Jonson and the First Legion performed even more brutal acts than Russ, yet the other Legions could only stand in awe. They all did their fair share of dirty work, and Jonson wasn't exactly known for his emotional intelligence. Yet Jonson was a strong contender for the Warmaster position, while Russ was often denounced as a butcher. This was a matter of skill. The Lion and the First Legion prevented the other Primarchs from even thinking of insulting them! The other Brothers would respect a true Lion, but not a Husky...

"Of course, if necessary, you and Rus can request it. In most cases, I will grant the Sixth Legion authorization. However, I do not agree to let Rus make decisions on my behalf. As for the Spear of Dionysus, I will temporarily withhold it from Rus." The Emperor made a concession. "I can make Rus and the Space Wolves vassals of the Imperium. You will have your own independence. The Sixth Legion will still perform special tasks, sometimes even without prior approval, but we cannot go too far. What do you say?"

"Alright, let's leave it at that," Balder sighed. It was clear that Russ and the Sixth Legion would still carry out some less-than-ideal actions, but the Emperor had granted them some concessions and compensation. This outcome wasn't ideal, but it was acceptable.

"I will still build a sufficiently powerful fortress on Fenris for my Sixth Son to demonstrate his achievements and loyalty. At the same time, I will also prepare a mobile space fortress for my child to serve as one of the fleet's bases and as proof of his Imperial title. Within the scope of the Empire's permission, this star fortress will become the Sixth Legion's home, base, and industrial center in space." The Emperor said with a smile. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with Balder's concession.

"I have prepared a star fortress for Rus." Balder was stunned. Originally, he planned to let the Space Wolves and the Imperial Guards clean up the gift from the Lord of Radiance after the battle, and then use it as Rus's space base.

"Russ can't control him, you watch him yourself!" the emperor said decisively, without a trace of negotiation in his words.

"Is it that serious?" Balder frowned. In his opinion, he was just a golden iron man.

"If it is handed over to the First Legion, I will be relieved, but if it is given to Rus, especially when you are not here, I am worried. Moreover, this time the AI ​​only gave a part, and for him, it is a discardable part. Rus is not a person with outstanding abilities among my children." said the Emperor.

"Emmmmm." Balder fell into deep thought. Balder would not hand over the Lord of Radiance to the First Legion. This was not only because it was something Balder had acquired, but more importantly, the First Legion's true Angels of Death sought absolute control over everything, something the Lord of Radiance would never agree to. Furthermore, the Lord of Radiance had the power to say no to the First Legion. After all, if even Trazyn had given up something to collect, who knew how much more valuable treasure he had in his possession.

Let's not talk about who would win if a conflict arose. Once fighting broke out, both sides would already be losers. When power reaches a certain level, violent control becomes ineffective; mutual respect and understanding are required for cooperation. For example, if Balder hadn't been sufficiently hardworking and powerful, would the Emperor have consulted with him?

While the Emperor might be flexible with Balder, would the First Legion be flexible with the Lord of Radiance? That's hard to say! The DA, as it were, was truly cold-hearted. Therefore, to avoid unnecessary trouble, the Lord of Radiance could not be included in the DA's combat order.

As for whether Rus could keep an eye on the Lord of Radiance, Balder saw it not as a question of Rus's ability, but rather a question of the Lord of Radiance giving Rus a favor out of respect for Balder. Rus's own abilities weren't particularly relevant.

"Russ's ability is limited. He can't use this guy well. Moreover, the two sides are only in the initial contact now. You need to slowly subdue him. Rus can't do this. And what I gave Rus is enough for him to use now." said the emperor.

"Okay, that's it." Balder nodded.

"Also, there are two more things. First, the First Legion must participate in the recovery of the Radiant Lord's components. Second, Horus's relationship with a certain brother who recently returned isn't very good."

"Will the First Legion participate? I have no objection," Balder said. Clearly, if Horus was the Emperor's favorite child, then who was his favorite Legion? It was probably the DA. When something good came, the Emperor truly thought of his First Legion! Clearly, while Balder would naturally take the lion's share of the spoils after reclaiming the space station provided by the Lord of Radiance, the First Legion would also have a share.

Chapter 155: Quarrels and Arrangements for the Primarchs

"But I hope that those Dark Angel friends who provided us with assistance in the past will participate in this operation." Balder did not forget the help of Nimeyen and others. This time, he would lead the team, so there would be no danger. It would also be a chance for him to help Nimeyen and others enrich the secret vault.

"Okay, then what about the second question?" The Emperor looked at Balder with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Ah?! Second question?" Balder was stunned at first, but then, as the Traveler's true nature emerged from the depths, the Traveler made an expression of sudden enlightenment. "Ah, this..."