All over the galaxy, Tyranid and Chaos attacks had begun to spread with rampant violence and bloodshed, and astropaths were being flooded with requests for aid from thousands of worlds.
Well, only hundreds of such pleas in the Ultima Segntum, mostly because I had massacred the enemies of humanity in that part of the galaxy for a century, stomping on the largest threats and burning down all the enemy worlds that tingled my mory for their part in hosting attacks against humanity. Primarch Guilliman had also helped strengthen the ard forces of the segntum, raising a million new Imperial Guard regints and establishing new Sentinel Worlds.
Still, the Forge Worlds were the lynchpin of any effective defense, beside the mighty fleets of the Imperial Navy. I wasn't too worried about the Forges in my backyard, since I had been providing them all they needed to withstand anything but a full Tyranid Fleet or Black Crusade. From better STC patterns, then extra minerals and advice on defense asures and up to Reality Cages and Bastion forcefields.
But in other sectors of the galaxy things were not going so well, despite the efforts of Primarch Khan to save the , although I recomnd you bring at least 30 torpedo destroyers and a dozen Drop-cruisers. The Necrons will not be easy to cleanse." I offered while pointing at the ntioned Necron World on the holomap. Might as well have him work for those blackstone minerals, and foster cooperation with Janice's new organization in the proper Imperial way, righteous fury, bloodshed and fire.
The Fabricator stared at for a mont. "This feels like I was given an order, Lord Lancefire." He muttered not too pleased.
I poked the Aquila on my chest in response. "These two heads here, they represent the Emperor and the Forge. We are the Imperium, Fabricator! Right now, I have to head to Forge Agripinaa and save that Forge from another invasion. That is my duty, and this is yours. You make the tools and I use them to crush heads and purge xenos. And the Sisters enjoy a good purge too."
The Magos chuckled and poked the Aquila with a tal tentacle. "Yes, duty. At least you do your part, Pef Lancefire. I will do mine too, with my hamr and anvil."
I shook his limb in agreent. "Any experints with Necron technology, use a lifeless star system and disposable techpriests. Exploding suns and machine-eating viruses should not impede production of this Forge."
Then as a final example, I took out my Necron Silver cube and vanished from his quarters, appearing on top of the thousand kiloters-tall spire.
It made a great view, but I should have worn my helt first. Vacuum was harsh on the skin.
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