662, The Siege of Terra - Rogdorn (Part 9)

【Accompanied by the psychic storm that swept around and Fulgrim's ascended demon body that completely disappeared.

【Winter——】

【The huge adamantine shield in Rogdorn's palm fell heavily on the ground, smashing out clear cracks that spread everywhere. 】

【With his snow-white hair, he stared expressionlessly at you as your thick arms gradually returned to their original state, and his low voice without any emotional fluctuations quickly reached your ears. 】

【"Look at you now, where is your human form? You shouldn't have appeared on the front battlefield. Do you know how much mental stimulation this will bring to the loyalists of the entire empire? It even casts a shadow on the majesty of the emperor!"】

【At this moment, with your eyes still scarlet, you shook the flesh and blood power armor on your huge body. 】

【You turned your head with a high braid dancing in the wind, looked down at Rogdorn's bronze and old-fashioned face, and said hoarsely. 】

【"If it weren't for the fact that it's really not the right time to fight internally, I really want to punch you in the face... Rogal Dorn, I just drove away Fulgrim who sneaked into the city wall for Terra and the Emperor, and you told me this?"】

【"That's because the Emperor's psychic barrier drove Fulgrim away, and your contribution only accounts for a small part."】

【Rogal Dorn looked at you carefully with an expressionless face, and he said to you solemnly in a serious tone.

【At this moment, you couldn't help but take a deep breath while trying to control your huge body. 】

【One of your palms clenched into a fist instantly, but in the end you didn't bombard the other party. 】

【"Dorn, I won't argue with you now! Mobilize some blood and flesh materials or nutrient solution that can replenish energy as soon as possible. I feel that this powerful body that can change in a thousand ways is showing some signs of losing control. I don't want to devour the broken bodies of any loyal fighters!"】

【Your eyes are even more scarlet and you said to the other party in a low voice. ]

[Rogal Dorn, who slowly raised the huge adamantium shield, was silent for a moment. ]

[He immediately drove the golden power armor and walked towards a hidden entrance under the wall of Terra. ]

["I said you shouldn't set foot on the battlefield... Come with me, strange brother."]

[Rogal Dorn said to you without looking back. ]

[You subconsciously snorted, moved your huge body, and quickly followed behind him. ]

[Soon after, you and Rogal Dorn returned to the interior of the Bab Fortress, which belonged to the commander-in-chief of the Terra defense war, under the silent gaze of many Imperial Fists and other loyal Astartes.

[Then, a group of imperial guards who had been following and protecting Rogal Dorn for a long time seemed to recognize your true identity at a glance. ]

[They wanted to attack you immediately, but Rogal Dorn scolded them and stopped the next attack. ]

[At this moment, with bloodshot eyes, you forcibly suppressed the desire for flesh and blood from the depths of your powerful body. ]

[You stared at the silent guards, and even had the terrifying thought of devouring one of them to analyze his flesh and blood structure. ]

[You shook your heavy head vigorously and shifted your attention to other places. ]

[Not long after, a team of Imperial Fists delivered a large amount of fresh Grox meat and nutrient solution to the room of the Great Arctic Strategic Institute. ]

[You quickly removed the flesh and blood power armor and launched a fierce attack on the flesh and blood in front of you like a hungry tiger. ]

[Standing behind the large strategic map, Rogdorn stared at you with a complicated look, and then he asked you whether the nanomechanical frenzy on the battlefield was your work. ]

[While melting and absorbing large amounts of flesh and blood and nutrient solution from the surface of your body that was constantly wriggling and deforming, you confirmed this without looking back. ]

[About half an hour later, all the energy substances completely entered your powerful body, and gradually stabilized the flesh and blood that was on the verge of losing control. 】

【"Sigismund told me that you told him that you are the future 22nd Primarch of the Human Empire... Does this mean that the Siege of Terra is the final victory of the Emperor?"】

【At this moment, Rogal Dorn, who had been staring at the strategic map for a long time, suddenly asked you. 】

【"If that is also called victory, then it is."】

【You slightly opened your tightly closed eyes. 】

【You slowly propped up your body that has recovered to about four meters tall from the ground, staring at Rogal Dorn not far away and said. 】

【"For the countless mortal warriors and Astartes on Terra, this is a great rebellion instigated by Warmaster Horus, but for other Primarchs and even the Emperor himself, the price to pay is far more than that."】

【"Dorn, do you see the Chaos demons outside the city wall that are almost as numerous as the sea? They are the minions of the four Chaos Gods in the Warp, and it is they who planned and even promoted the actual occurrence of this siege."】

【"Are you still looking forward to Guilliman's reinforcements arriving on Terra and catching all the traitors in one fell swoop?"】

【"I can tell you clearly that from the moment the Warp storm completely enveloped Terra, all of us became turtles in the Chaos jar, and Guilliman and his Ultramarines will always have nine hours to reach Terra."】

["In a sense, you are not important, I am not important, and even the other brothers on Terra are not important..."]

["This is a catastrophe belonging to the Emperor, and only the Emperor can break the situation. What all of us can do, and the real purpose of my coming here, may be to trim some of the bad situations on the battlefield, try to delay more time for the Emperor, and reduce the future losses of the entire human empire."]

[You took a deep breath.]

[You said to Rogal Dorn with a calm expression.]

[At this moment, you clearly felt the emotional fluctuations in Rogal Dorn's tall body.]

[Soon after, Rogal Dorn, who quickly digested some important information, seemed to have regained his calm.]

[He turned his head and stared at you with an expressionless face, and asked in a low voice.]

["So, strange brother, can you tell me what we should do now?"]

[At this moment, you were silent for a while after hearing the other party's question. 】

【"Dorn, you do your best to plan and command the defense of this siege war, and I plan to use this powerful Primarch's body and immortal soul to exchange with other traitor Primarchs one for one!"】

【"For example, the Iron Lord, Perturabo, who poses a huge threat to Terra!"】