Wander! Blue Star People

"Primarch!" The think tank of the Moon Wolf walked into the command hall and reported the latest news received to Horus with great respect. "An urgent order has been sent from the direction of Terra. Please check it for yourself!"

Horus smiled slightly, exuding a charming temperament.

"Kanlu, sit down and have a drink with me."

Horus raised the flask, and the amber wine drew an alluring arc and fell into the crystal cup that could be held in his hands. He said nonchalantly: "We can talk about the instructions later, anyway, those mortals Politicians’ dogs have no tusks coming out of their mouths.”

The fragrance of wine filled the air.

The Wolf of the Shadow Moon, known as Kanru, swallowed and whispered, "Father, I think you need to check the edict first. It has the emperor's seal on it."

Horus's hand trembled slightly.

The Emperor's seal?

The Emperor has something to do and wants to send me an urgent order. Is it because he wants to make me Warmaster?

Horus's heart grew hot.

The position of Warmaster was not decided for a day or two. Although Horus had always regarded the position of Warmaster as his own, he also believed that no brother could compete with him.

But the Emperor never made up his mind, and Horus's heart remained in doubt.

Urgent order with seal.

Horus hesitated for two seconds, and finally put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up from his seat.

"Let's go, let's take a look at Yu Ling first."

"After Yu Ling finishes reading, there might be a grand banquet."

His face was filled with a smile that left no trace of disgust.

"Yes, father." Kamru led the way for Horus.

After a few minutes, all members of the Luna Wolves felt a surge of joy deep within them, a surge of joy they shared with their primarch.

"Hahahahaha!" Horus looked up to the sky and laughed, and several think tanks standing behind him also showed sincere joy.

it's me! It's me!

This edict and the tone of the Emperor affirmed Horus's outstanding contributions to the Imperium of Man during the Great Crusade, expressed his love for Horus, and then requested that Horus return to Terra to accept the war. handsome.

This edict bears the emperor's seal.

The unique spiritual mark shining brightly on the seal guarantees the authenticity of this edict.

At this moment, Horus felt that his life had reached its peak.

The Emperor wants him, Horus, to be the Warmaster, and of course it has to be him. It’s not that he looks down on his brother, but he is so good that no one else is qualified to be the Warmaster except him!

"Okay, okay!" Horus said happily, "Change the course and we will return to Terra immediately!"

Horus had no doubt of his presence.

The think tanks didn't think much about it, because Horus was the best candidate to be Warmaster from any point of view, and the Emperor had hinted at it many times before.

The Great Crusade has entered its final stage, and the galaxy has been basically wiped out.

Like other brother legions, the Shadow Moon Wolf Legion has not fought for a while, so taking the time to return to Terra will not delay anything.

Terra is the heart of the Imperium of Man and where the Emperor now resides.

Being awarded the title of Warmaster there may have a special meaning.

The Think Tanks did not dare to think further, but they were happy for Horus and happy for the future of the Moon Wolves Legion.

"Inform my brothers so that they can share in my joy." Horus showed a confident smile, "Don't just ask people to move out all the treasures of our legion and let them go on the way back to Terra. Everyone, have a good time!”

Alone Better Together.

Not only did Horus want to share the news of his return to Terra and his enthronement with the other Primarchs, but he also wanted his descendants to revel too.

The Wolf of the Moon has been conquering the galaxy over the years, and has collected a lot of good things from various planets. Some of them are gifts from local people, and some are trophies captured from enemies. They are all top-notch goods.

Good wine, good food, good singing and dancing.

Get dry!

The joy of the original body spread from the flagship Vengeful Spirit to other battleships, and then turned into messages into the subspace, radiating farther away. Everyone learned that Horus was about to return to Terra and be named Warmaster.

The Vengeful Spirit turned around and headed towards Terra.

However, Horus had no idea that what was waiting for him on Terra was not a grand investiture ceremony, but an angry and eager old father.

"Tarrazin, what are you thinking about?"

After many days, diplomats from the coalition government found Trazin, who was obsessed with traveling to other worlds, and asked Trazin if he was willing to continue the previous deal.

Trazyn, the figure king of the Necrons.

While in the Prospero system, Trazin was hiding in secret, preparing to get something commemorative for his museum.

After discovering the coalition government, he took the initiative to expose his identity and reached an agreement with the coalition government.

If the United Government can provide a peaceful and pure land for the Necron, and protect the Necron from the harassment of the evil gods and major forces in the warp, then the United Government can talk about anything they want.

"Is the Pure Land real?" asked a diplomat from the coalition government.

This is another universe far away from the "Warhammer 40K" universe. It is extremely desolate. Not to mention the subspace, there are only a few living planets, which perfectly meets the needs of the Necron.

If the Necrons migrated to this universe as a whole family, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they would be reborn.

They will have eternity to ponder the relationship between soul and consciousness, and they can even try to create souls and transform themselves into flesh-and-blood life again.

Although creating souls sounds unreliable, there are no enemies here anyway, so they can take their time.

"This is indeed a pure land." Trazin admitted frankly.

At first, it was explored with skepticism.

It simply does not believe that there will be a pure land in the universe. It thinks that the Milky Way is terrible, and it will only be worse outside the Milky Way.

But it soon changed its mind.

Not long after arriving, it discovered that it was incredibly far away from the Milky Way. There was no Milky Way in the starry sky. It seemed to be on the other side of the universe opposite to the Milky Way.

Immediately afterwards, although there were many subspace fragments here, there was no complete subspace, and there was no subspace entity.

Later, it just kept wandering around here and found that every place was the same.

This is its ideal pure land.

"Then, we can formally negotiate terms." said the diplomat of the coalition government. "The losses of ultra-long-distance wormholes are very large, and this pure land is of great significance to you Necrons, so..."

"Make an offer," said Trazin, bachelor.

The Necrons are bound to win this pure land, but fighting is very troublesome. After winning, it will be useless if people can't come through, so they can only deal honestly.

It was mentally prepared to be slaughtered. (End of chapter)