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As more and more Imperial forces were gathering in the Antian sector, I considered my duty here finished. I did accomplish most of my objectives here, from capturing a thousand more ships and burning a thousand Chaos vessels, then stealing a Blackstone Fortress and a Glorianna-class battleship, plus three others of small size.

My current fleet of 2 battleships, 2 battlebarges and 40 cruisers paled in comparison with Battlefleet Gothic, which had 6 Battleships and 400 cruisers of all sizes. It took them a bit long to gather, but when they did that fleet was formidable.

And then, there were a dozen Astartes Chapters, Sisters of Battle with flying Cathedriums just as large as battleships, Inquisition forces, Deathwatch forces, Adeptus chanicus and more.

All lead by Lion El'Johnson, as the guy wanted to gather reputation and followers.

I wasn't a follower though. Plus I didn't like burning innocent people that much. Couldn't stop it, but I wasn't going to participate either.

My fleet sneaked away, most Lancefire ships heading for ho with our legal loot via the Maw Warp Gate, while the two Lanter battlebarges and the Inquisitorial Blackship battlecruiser set forth for Forge World Cypra Mundi, and then for Vigilus.

I carried the illegal loot in my tesseracts, and resud my regular schedule of STC repairs. I did recover a number of new STC templates during my looting of Footfall.

And then there were the thousand new Silent Sisters recovered by Rose from their hidden planet, which will need to hep produce even more Blank children.

There was no need to force them either. Once the plan was laid out, for the salvation of the human race with our Blank genes, there were hundreds of silent volunteers already.

I was most interested in using the STC of the , a Necron World but rather harmless. Bombard them for a few weeks and then you can start mining." I answered pointing the place on the map.

He considered my words for minute, then nodded. "I think I can send an Ark chanicus right away to Vigilus, and prospect the place for blackstone. As for the Necrons, they are rarely 'rather harmless'. I shall consult my Necron experts and send a few explorer teams first."

I just shrugged as he was right to be cautious. "As you wish. Anyway, perhaps you have a Titan or two with female Princeps? We're gathering the core of new Titan Legion there, called Deus Ex Machina. For now, only tentative prospects, but I expect to produce Warlord Titans there in a few decades."

"Fertile female Princep, I suspect? Perhaps one could be sent, if my Forge obtains a blackstone mine too. Your battlebarges are covered in ters of it, and I can barely find small plates for Astartes power armor!" the techpriest complained and twirled a few tentacles in disgust.

I raised an eyebrow and smiled. "As it happens, I do have a hangar filled with blackstone. rely half a gatone, but if you needed it that badly...it's a gift." I offered grandly. Then imdiately filled an empty hangar with blackstone, from my own reserves.

"Yes! I an...thank you, Lord Lancefire. Now, what kind of vehicles could I gift you?" he asked and produced an impressive list.

I searched through the list for a long minute. Most of the equipnt would be useless to , or I had better. "Nova Shells, five thousand. Exterminatus Cyclonic torpedoes, a hundred. Vortex torpedoes, fifty. And all Sentinels and Hydras. It's only a few thousands anyway."

The Fabricator hesitated for a minute, no doubt considering a thousand factors I had no idea of.

"You will get the torpedoes in twenty years, Lord Lancefire. The Nova shells will be loaded on the promised XL Manufactorum. As for the light vehicles, it would take a week to load them on your ships." he answered in a heavy tone.

Probably making sure he receives the blackstone at the sa ti. "Very well, Fabricator. Make sure to mark everything as donations to the Lanters Chapter. I rather not pay taxes for killing xenos."

"Of course, Lord Lancefire. A pleasure eting a fellow man of culture." the techpriest quipped on his way out.

Well, it went good enough then. Hydra anti-air tanks and Sentinel walkers were always in short supply, despite their ridiculous effectiveness per cost.

All infantry regints could gain an amazing boost in firepower and versatility, if only sobody updated the damn regint charts.

Two weeks later, we reached Hive World Vigilus, a place of imnse importance in the future. Right now it was a ss of usual Imperial corruption, Chaos cults and gangs, starved laborers and pampered nobles.

Too bad for them, right?

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