"There is a cancer eating at the Imperium. With each decade it advances deeper, leaving drained, dead worlds in its wake. This horror, this abomination, has thought and purpose which functions on an unimaginable, galactic scale and all we can do is try to stop the swarms of bio-engineered monsters it unleashes upon us by instinct. We have given the horror a na to salve our fears; we call it the Tyranid race, but if it is aware of us at all it must know us only as Prey." Aenar's thoughts on the Tyranids.
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Aenar was sitting in Titus's seat in the center of the Command Bridge, looking at the planet with a calm gaze. He knew that Aegon's biological and magical experints were not only on Isstvan V, he would visit the other planets in the Isstvan System soon after clearing Isstvan V.
Seeing the efficiency of the Astartes, Aenar asked with an amused tone. "Do you think that if we start a war with the Aeldari, our Astartes will be able to fight head-on with the Aeldari soldiers?"
"I've seen so Aeldari soldiers, they are agile and fast, but physically weak, they rely too much on their psychic qualities." Titus replied with a bright look at the idea of leading the Astartes against such an ancient and powerful civilization.
"It seems I have to send the Night Lords to deal with the Aeldari psychics." Aenar murmured with a thoughtful tone. "At the sa ti, we have to deal with this weakness. The Astartes should not be slow."
Aenar knew that nothing is perfect, especially with the Astartes, who were like war tanks, physically powerful and with the power to destroy enemies, but they were not agile and fast enough.
Titus agreed with the God Emperor's thoughts, this weakness had to disappear or at least be shortened.
"When I return to the Planets, I will increase the budget in all Legions by five hundred million imperial credits." Aenar said with an indifferent tone. He could imagine that the Minister of the Treasury would be desperate, but he didn't care. Money was made to be spent, accumulating money without increasing the Imperium's power was foolish.
The ideal was to spend the money to further boost the Imperium, although this would accelerate expansionism to the extre, causing more and more planets to be enslaved and forced to work in mines and other things.
'I have to be careful not to be like the Roman Empire.' Aenar thought, rembering the reasons why Ro fell to famine, expansionism, and Germanic barbarians.
"I thank you on behalf of all Primarchs and Astartes, my Emperor." Titus spoke with a tone full of reverence and fanaticism. This was the God Emperor of Humanity, never hesitating in monts that needed their decision.
"I want you to do sothing for ." Aenar said with a smile, not caring much about Titus's adoration, after a thousand and so years, he was already extrely used to being adored.
"My dear son probably wants to incriminate my other son, I want you to testify that you found physical evidence that everything is related to Aegon." Aenar looked at Titus and spoke with an amused tone.
Aegon had forgotten sothing very important, this was his Imperium, he could do anything with it, including forging false evidence. Who dares to say he was lying? Aenar didn't even need to do anything, just the Inquisition would pay a friendly visit to these people.
The conspiracies that Aegon was so proud of were nothing more than child's play compared to true power. No matter what he did, Aenar could simply say no or create infinite evidence.
This was the power of a God of a Theocratic Imperium, he could simply do anything without being blad for anything or even criticized.
"Yes, my Emperor." Titus did not ask why the Emperor wanted him to reveal Aegon's conspiracy in a trial. He was a soldier and soldiers did not need to think, just obey and life would be much lighter.
Aenar smiled and said nothing. The reason he wanted Titus to reveal Aegon's conspiracy was to put so pressure on the boy, he had to learn that the world is not a bed of roses. Life was bitter and full of setbacks, but these setbacks would make him grow stronger.
This was the last help he would give Aegon, if the boy continued down this path, he would die before he could achieve anything. Receiving things from the Chaos Gods always ca at a price.
"Khorne will be the first, Tzeentch will be the second, and Nurgle will be the third. Slaanesh will be born in the center of the Aeldari." Aenar thought with a smile, he had been waiting thousands of years for the birth of the chaos gods and he had prepared special gifts for the four chaos gods.
After all, he had to return the whispers and mad babbling he had heard over thousands of years. Aenar was a good host, always rembering to greet his visitors in a very kind way.
Suddenly, Aenar turned his head to Isstvan V and frowned, his vision crossed mountains, seas, volcanoes and entire cities. Finally reaching a dark and deep abyss, in the darkest darkness, insect sounds could be heard even though the Emperor was hundreds of kiloters away.
Entering deeper, Aenar saw what looked like a spaceship, but unlike anything else, this ship seed alive, more like a nest than a ship of tal and other components.
"Bridge, contact Primarch Sanguinius, Primarch Lion and Primarch Horus." Aenar said with a cold tone, looking at the biological spaceship. His gaze was getting colder and more murderous. He hated surprises, and this was a surprise he hated.
The communicator felt flattered to have received direct orders from the emperor and seed to have been hit by a stimulant, his hands quickly typing on the holographic keyboard with extrely fast speed.
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In different parts of the galaxy, three Gloriana-class Battleships accompanied by their respective imperial war fleets received orders from the God Emperor of Humanity.
Invincible Reason of the Dark Angels led by Primarch Lion El'Jonson.
Vengeful Spirit of the Luna Wolves led by Primarch Horus Lupercal.
Red Tear of the Blood Angels led by Primarch Sanguinius.
At this mont, all three Gloriana-class Battleships entered the Warp without any hesitation and followed with their respective space fleets to the Isstvan System.
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Aenar did not wait thirty minutes for three gigantic space fleets to erge from various portals in the Warp and enter orbit of Isstvan V.
He waited another five minutes for three Primarchs to appear before him. Lion, Sanguinius and Horus.
"My Emperor." The three Primarchs knelt before Aenar without any hesitation or reluctance.
"Stand up, stop being so formal." Aenar said with a helpless tone. He preferred to be casual with the people he cared about, unfortunately his twenty-two sons always respected him so much that they were always extrely formal.
Sanguinius, Lion and Horus stood up, all three looked at Isstvan V, noticing the Astartes cleaning laboratories, all three understood that soone bold enough was conducting experints with blood magic and biologicals.
"Are these Astartes?" Sanguinius asked with a curious tone, looking at the chiras being destroyed by the Astartes of the Indomitable Heart Legion. Although they were weak against true Astartes, they were strong against ordinary humans.
"Aegon is being naughty again, but that's not why I called you." Aenar said, he pointed to the space in front of him and a mirror manifested before the Primarchs.
In the mirror could be seen what appeared to be a spaceship, but only biological, made of flesh and bones, and it seed to be alive.
"Titus, Sanguinius, Horus and Lion, you four must descend to the planet and exterminate these things in the abyss. Leave nothing alive, not even any remnant of their existence." Aenar ordered with a cold tone.
"These things are from a Xenos race called Tyranids, they are a plague, a cancer and if not exterminated, they will devour all the planets in the Isstvan System and all the people in it." Aenar explained with a cold tone. He did not expect this complicated race to appear so close to the Imperium of Humanity.
Honestly, he preferred to fight against the Chaos Gods than with this annoying race, at least the chaos gods did not want the destruction of the universe and the end of life, after all, without living beings, death is the only thing that awaits the Chaos Gods.
The faces of the four Primarchs beca equally cold and expressionless, to be called a cancer of the Imperium showed how much the Emperor wanted to destroy such a race.
"Your orders are a decree!!!" The four Primarchs spoke at the sa ti as they hit their own chests with a closed fist. The sound of tal colliding echoed in the especially silent place.
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