Above The Rock Monastery.
Barrages of fire flew everywhere as the warring factions were cluttered and crowded together.
Drop Pods and Boarding crafts constantly flew in from the void, and there were even Transports sending troops directly from warships to The Rock.
Looking at their Chapter's homeworld, whose surface was now covered with all sorts of enemies of unknown origin, the Dark Angels went completely berserk, furiously wanting to purge all other parties.
But all this intense fighting instantly changed direction with the appearance of the massive living gear world overhead.
The Dark Angels' main attention was now fully focused on this living gear planet above.
Among the many Chaos Traitors, the name 'Longlin Star' began to appear more and more.
The Dark Angels' fleet began to turn, targeting Longlin Star while simultaneously dropping ground troops directly onto the surface.
Behind the drop troops was an Exterminatus Fleet gathered despite the crossfire of the chaotic naval battle.
Once the Dark Angels on the surface destroyed the ground defense systems, they would not hesitate to exterminate the entire planet.
Currently on The Rock.
Large numbers of Transports took off from the surface.
Countless Necrons and Chaos Traitors were firing frantically at these retreating Transports.
Then, perhaps because the barrage was too dense, after a while, these two sides began firing at each other again.
Sith stayed until the end, watching the surface of The Rock gradually recede beneath him; with the support of Longlin Star, Vashtorr had already begun to suppress Belakor.
Sith watched as Belakor was knocked flying by a hammer blow again, crashing into a cluster of relic-level palaces under the shocked and angry gaze of the Dark Angels, before pulling his attention back to the approaching Longlin Star.
His eyes swept across and soon discovered that in the orbit of Longlin Star, besides the furious Dark Angels wanting to destroy the planet, even the Necrons, who were originally hunting Bayer, had begun to turn, showing strong hostility toward Longlin Star as well.
This hostility was so strong that the Necrons seemed ready to exterminate the planet even if it meant ignoring Bayer.
This scene allowed Sith, who finally had a moment of leisure in the Transport, to start reminiscing properly.
Looking at the world before him and the Dark Angels appearing here, everything about Longlin Star finally began to emerge in Sith's mind.
Longlin Star was an artificial planet, even a living one.
Moreover, this planet was manufactured by Vashtorr to perfectly resemble the original state of the Dark Angels' homeworld; that is to say, except for the ground rock layers and buildings being replaced by steel and gears, everything else on Longlin Star was a one-to-one replica of the Dark Angels' homeworld.
As the reason for their homeworld's shattering, it was also one of the Dark Angels' most critical secrets.
Upon learning the news, the Dark Angels did not hesitate to hide it from the Imperium, summoning almost all reachable Successor Chapters, vowing to exterminate this blasphemous planet.
But just after the Dark Angels gathered their massive army, Sith, who was driven to a dead end by the Necrons, Chaos, and the Imperium, charged straight in.
Then, while everyone was in a state of confusion, the great chaotic battle began and continued until the Dark Angels finally reached Longlin Star.
Longlin Star was Vashtorr's masterpiece, and besides Longlin Star, there were two other things.
One was a self-aware ancient creation from the Endless Chambers of The Rock Monastery.
The other was the fragments collected from all over the galaxy with great effort.
Originally, according to the plan, these fragments would have been gathered by now and would function simultaneously with Longlin Star and the ancient creation to officially launch the objective of Vashtorr and Abaddon.
But now the final fragment was on Sith, causing Vashtorr to be unable to take that final step, even though he was right at the threshold.
As for the Necrons' rage, it was because Vashtorr and Abaddon's goal, after gathering the three items, was to open a super armory located in a small artificial dimension that neither the C'tan nor the Old Ones could destroy.
And they intended to use the creations within; Abaddon to complete his plan to destroy the Imperium, and Vashtorr to use it to ascend to godhood.
As a race that participated in the ancient wars, the Necrons knew Vashtorr's scheme almost at a glance.
This also caused the Necrons, who were originally hunting Bayer, to instantly direct all their firepower toward Longlin Star.
Additionally, Sith, in order to hold out for a day so Bayer could finish the final preparations, also ran to Longlin Star to find a place to hide.
Now, almost all factions were shifting their battlefield from the crowded and chaotic Rock Monastery to the much broader Longlin Star.
Massive Light Lances, Macro Cannons, and Gauss Rays scoured the ground over and over again.
Boundless gear factories collapsed and were destroyed layer by layer under the intense firepower.
Then, under the stunned gaze of the bombardiers, these damaged gear factories began to visibly repair themselves along with the 'writhing' of the continental plates.
Even before the factories were fully restored, more Industrial Daemons began to emerge from the ruins, continuously charging at any enemy who dared to come to the planet.
However, because Longlin Star was so massive, when Sith brought his people to the surface, there were temporarily no other factions' troops around besides the endless Industrial Daemons.
With a raise of his gun, he blasted a group of bizarre Industrial Daemons into scrap.
Watching the scrap gradually merge into the ground—it would take some time before they turned back into Industrial Daemons—Sith extended his right hand and looked at the time on his wrist again.
"How has only half an hour passed?!"
Frowning helplessly, Sith did not tell those around him the time; instead, he looked toward the center of the position behind him, where there was a small, simple laboratory built specifically for Bayer.
Bayer was now completely focused on the ancient artifact before him.
Blasting away another Industrial Daemon that almost broke through the defensive line, Sith glanced at the terrified Astra Militarum and recruits, instinctively preparing to send his Whitewashed Astartes to support.
But looking back, there were no reserves left behind him; all the Astartes had already been filled into the trenches.
Even in a direction Sith glanced at randomly, a familiar Mortal, with a small bump on his forehead, was holding a rifle and constantly shouting Sith's name, pulling the trigger at the dense Industrial Daemons with a roar.
"Blasphemous Horn..."
He silently muttered the name of this old acquaintance; he hadn't expected the kid to survive until now.
And looking at his combat power, it was clear that after completely dedicating his loyalty, he had also begun to receive the hundredfold boost Sith provided.
Taking one last look at Bayer and seeing him still immersed in his own world, Sith could only turn around to act as a reserve himself.
Then, in the already chaotic battlefield, another batch of troops suddenly warped into orbit!
"More?!"
Not just Sith, but all the warring factions looked at the sky with a sense of powerlessness.
In fact, not just the combatants, but even the newly arrived troops were startled by the situation before them and didn't move for a moment!
Looking at this Imperial fleet in orbit, Sith hadn't recognized their affiliation yet when Van Roth ran over:
"It's the Blood Angels, led personally by their Chapter Master, 'Dante'."
Blood Angels?
Why are they here?
Sith looked at the orbit in confusion, and then, while he was still wondering, a violent and terrifying slaughter suddenly broke out on a defensive line where there were many Whitewashed Astartes.
Van Roth, who saw it first, froze in place instantly, even stammering as if he had seen a ghost.
Seeing a reaction even more exaggerated than when he saw himself, Sith was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look.
A tall figure, clad in mysterious green armor, with lion-like white hair, and a shield and longsword shimmering with the Emperor's light; as Sith looked over, that 'Lion' also looked at the many traitor Legions before him, meeting his gaze with eyes of fury.
Sith, who had just moved away from Vashtorr, gulped under that gaze, then helplessly lowered his head and let out a tired sigh.
"There are only two Primarchs in total."
"How did I run into both?"
Sith felt powerless, for right in front of him was another Primarch who had joined the battle for Longlin Star along with the Blood Angels:
Lion El'Jonson: Lion ElJonson!
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