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Chapter 9
Unknown Imperium year M41 - 1 year 2 months since Regulus Foundation - dawn break.
The door slides open as I walk into the command center which shines with the blue light of holographic computers with dozens of men and women tapping away at them checking all available information to make sure everything went off without any issues.
"Status report ?"
"Everything is going according to plan. The teleportation system is online, and the troops are ready; we need only your order."
"Good, and the communication jammer ?"
"All set, my lord. We can cut their communication at any point."
"Let's get this show on the road then."
I walked down before the assembling soldier, 10000 brave men and women clad in the best weapon and armor each set could be considered a masterpiece of magitek in their own right.
As I stand on the podium, they give me a salute, hitting their chest and back with their fist and holding them there.
"Today is the day we took our first step toward creating the new world order.
A new world where no man, woman or children shall ever be treated as disposable tools simply to be exploited until broken and be thrown away.
A new world banished of destitution and desperation, where all will be guaranteed the means necessary to live and prosper.
A new world where all shall be treated as equal men with equal dignity under just and fair law. Where no matter where a person may come from can have a chance to climb to the highest peak with their own merit and will
The road toward that new world is difficult, full of painful choices and sacrifices, but as I promise each and every one of you that we will have that world."
Drawing my blade Balmung from its sheath and raising it high with flame and lighting bursting and leaping from it edged as my angel wing unfurled spreading wide behind me.
Slowly, I pointed my new sword toward the teleportation matrix as it began to glow blue, signalling its operational status.
"Now let go and make our dream reality."
"For the lord, for Regulus."
The answer roars out like thunder, and the campaign to take the planet begins.
Our plan was simple:
We teleport into a hive in two equal forces, one in the under hive and one in the spire, kill the hive communication system and destroy the imperial chain of command in the spire.
Purging the Genestealer cult and PDF resistance, surrounding them from both above and below.
Then simply rinse and repeat until the planet is our.
Our first target would be hive Voloit where the patriarch is residing, taking him out first, hopefully that will send the cult into disarray and bloody frenzy from the psychic backlash which means they will clash with PDF and arbiter forces across the planet and weaken both for our easy victory.
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In a flash of blue light the 5000 strong forces that I lead appear in the under hive of Voloit where the patriarch should be hiding and activate the communication jammer.
I cast my mind into the warp again to pinpoint where the patriarch is and see the massive weave of psychic energy that is the brood mind one more.
But I wasn't the newly awakened psychic I was back then, my mind and soul is now sharper and stronger than ever before.
I scan the field looking at each individual thread that weave it in this hive city.
Small threads often come from infected people giving off psychic presents slightly above average normal people, but not enough to use any psychic ability.
Medium thread comes from hybrid and pure strain Genestealer as they have some psychic power to at least affect the mind in some way.
But the big thread was what I was looking for, a psychic signature that came from a powerful psychic who wields the might of the warp in devastating ways.
Digging deeper I finally found it bloated and radiating with power, if the other signature was simply a thread of energy then this signature was a pillar that connects all of them together.
And as I found it, It also found me. The patriarch assaults me with it psychic might, which I barely manage to block, and I retaliate with the psychic equivalence of a punch to its face before quickly returning to my body.
I blow the blood out from my nose, turning toward my follower.
"Alright, it knows we are here and Genestealer forces are rushing toward this location, you know what to do. We won this one and the planet is as good as our. Now move out !"
"Sir yes Sir."
They activate their thruster and scanner begin spreading out eliminating incoming Genestealer forces.
I then simply teleported to the brood nest where the patriarch was along with its guard.
The beast was gigantic; it had the size of a titan standing tall with at least a height of 50 feet (15 meters) and radiating with psychic power when it locked eyes with me, it gave out a massive roar which seemed to shake the very ground that we stand upon.
[Mutated Genestealer patriarch]
[LVL : 250]
"Let's dance."
I flew toward the patriarch as it charged toward me as our battle for the planet began.