Chapter 749: Time and Space Silhouette, Unrecognized Unofficial History
Morna, a world that is not well-known among the millions of worlds in the empire.

This is an Earth-like planet located on the edge of the hazy star field. Together with its other four satellites, it forms a stable planetary system with the main star in the center of the galaxy.

Due to its remote location, Morna is not well-known and is not as famous as other worlds. Even when hearing the name Morna, many people do not know which star field of the empire this place is in.

But if you say Morna's other name, almost every Space Marine in the entire Empire knows what this place is, because it is called Istar III.

No one will forget this remote galaxy, and no one will forget this remote satellite. In the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago, human space warriors conquered here and prepared to move outward to explore unknown star regions.

However, behind the greatest achievement, the flames of civil war also spread to the empire. Even though some people were prepared for this, many people still closed their eyes forever here.

After 10927 years, the noble purple phoenix flag was once again hoisted on Istvaan III, but the proud phoenix on the flag had been replaced with a pair of steel wings.

Looking at the abandoned Titan that had been buried by the flying sand next to the login point, Rilano felt as if he was in another world. He remembered this place, the corruption that almost led to the demise of the Emperor's Children, and the unfortunate experience of being imprisoned when he tried to negotiate with the Iron Hands.

Perhaps because he was watching too intently, a tragic scene suddenly appeared in front of Rilano's eyes. Not only the Emperor's Children and the Iron Hands, but also the Salamanders and Raven Guards, they were all overwhelmed by the orbital bombardment from the sky.

Rilano didn't know why he saw this scene, but he could recognize those who were fighting against him. Among them were the Luna Wolves, the Iron Warriors, the Word Bearers, and even the World Eaters who were bombing wherever they went. Even the group of mentally ill Night Lords were there.

On this small planet, there are Space Marines from almost all legions, some more, some less, like a hodgepodge, the only ones missing are Blackwatch and Doom.

The storm shield was lit up, and Rilano tried to take the attack for an Emperor's Child, but the bullet was like a phantom, passing through the shield directly and tearing the right hand of the unknown warrior wielding the chainsword.

Like a bystander, Rilano could only watch there quietly, without any ability to interfere. He even saw his own shadow, but the more so, the more confused he became.

"That's not right! Why are there still Death Guards? Isn't that Garro? I clearly remember that there were only two legions on Isstvan III at that time."

Through observation, Rilano found that this was a complete massacre. Everyone was like crazy, and even brothers belonging to the same legion were attacking each other.

Such an absurd scene made Rilano feel like it was a nightmare, but he was powerless and could only watch there quietly.

As time passed, countless fighting brothers died one after another, and his good friend Watun was also killed by a hammer from his brother Eidolon, who attacked him from behind.

"This is indeed Eidolon's style, but why is it so?"

Through the "Guide to Chaos Customs and Fashion" published by His Highness Hogg, Rilano has already seen some problems. Those who are firing at friendly forces have all been corrupted by Chaos without exception, which can be clearly seen from their decorations.

The sudden rebellion caught the loyalists off guard, and after losing air superiority, they were forced to resist the pressure and fight street battles inside the city and even in tunnels beneath the surface.

Even many loyalist fighters were lightly equipped and had no heavy firepower support at all. Such an outcome was already doomed and they could not engage in a head-on confrontation at all.

It was a massacre, a premeditated massacre, and the picture began to blur as the loyalists were completely forced into the underground tunnels.

Just when Rilano thought the nightmare was about to end, the scene suddenly changed and he came to another battlefield. Sadly, he was also familiar with this world, as it was Istvan V next door.

This battlefield was even more brutal, which was different from Istvaan III's premeditated plan, because the main force of the loyalists arrived here, fought from space to the ground, and then started fighting each other, turning the entire planet into a meat grinder.

He saw that the Raven Guard were killed in the bombing to the point where only one in ten survived. He also saw that the Raven Lord fell into madness and began to slaughter all the creatures in front of him, especially the bald man, who seemed to be Lorgar, the Primarch of the Word Bearers.

Obviously, Lorgar in the picture is a weakling, not at all as powerful as the Pope of the Ecclesiarchy that Rilano is familiar with. He has been beaten by the Lord of Ravens. The worst off are the Death Guard. Mortarion is leading the team to encircle and suppress them, which looks very disgusting.

His own Primarch cut off Ferrus' head with a single blow, and while crying in extreme grief, he turned into a terrifying snake-like demon, and desecrated that half of his body in front of his countless descendants.

"No, this is not true! This must be warp sorcery. Who are you? Damn demon, come out here. I want to fight you in a duel!"

No one answered, and no one came out to challenge Rilano. This was all an illusion, a tragic fate that should have happened but was eroded and distorted.

It was disrespectful to scold a father in front of his son, not to mention that this was not even an insult. The extremely blasphemous scene made Rilano extremely furious. He tried his best to stop it from happening, but he could not interfere at all.

The invisible force confined the surroundings, like a dog's head stuck in a mousetrap. As Rilano's mind was agitated, as long as he moved, he could feel the tremendous pressure suppressing him.

Through the helmet indicator, the ancient sage could see that the psionic crystals inside his armor were being consumed rapidly, which meant that the power of the Lord of Black Light was defending him from attacks and preventing something bad from happening.

Communications were cut off and there were no friendly forces. Ten thousand years of combat experience began to take effect and Rilano stopped resisting. He didn't know if this was an exception. If it was not, his most important task was to remain silent and pass on his experience.

When this thought came to mind, Rilano, who stopped resisting, suddenly felt the pressure on himself eased, and even the psionic crystals inside the power armor reduced their consumption.

"Well, could it be that?"

Rilano is not a pointy-headed fool. On the contrary, the fact that he has survived the Great Crusade to this day already means that he is different from others.

As interstellar warriors, their superhuman physique and powerful weapons and equipment are just appearances. Their most powerful feature is the combat experience they can pass on and the combat qualities accumulated from countless battles.

Even though he is over 10,000 years old and has become a living fossil of the Legion in terms of age, with the flesh and blood reinforcement provided by Blackwatch and the mechanical transformation that is a specialty of the Iron Phoenix, the ancient sage has not declined, but has become more powerful than before.

Sure enough, when Rilano let his mind go and imitated his short cousins, the suppression on his body completely disappeared, as if it did not exist at all. Only the psionic reserves inside the armor had been reduced to the dangerous level, proving that everything just now was not an illusion. This made Rilano think that he seemed to have discovered something incredible. Perhaps this is why the Black Watch has great resistance to the corruption of the warp. Is it because their cerebral cortex is too smooth?
Just like that, with his mind empty, Rilano watched a brutal battle that seemed to have really happened, or it was a TV series!

Perhaps it was because he was thinking about Blackwatch that he started to think about all sorts of things. He even had time to comment on the highlights of the confrontation between the two sides.

"As expected of the sons of our Emperor, they act so cool even when they are traitors. It's a pity that they are all traitors.

And the Iron Warriors, their betrayal turned out to be such a big threat. If Lord Jonson knew that the General Cannon he sent was used to attack Holy Terra, he would probably be so angry that he would blow up Caliban. "

"Fuck, it really exploded!"

At this point, Ruilano also knew his current situation. He might have mistakenly entered a time and space projection, and the scene in front of him might be what really happened in another world.

This phenomenon is not an isolated case. Even Rilano himself has been to another world through the Dark Portal on the moon. Guilliman there even rebelled. He is truly an ambitious person.

Perhaps it was the time, or perhaps it was because of the half piece of psionic crystal. In any case, after watching a deadly revenge soul and a cooking performance of hand-made angel chicken meatballs in Rilano, he saw the father and son fighting and the famous painting "Guilliman Rush to the Aid of Holy Terra".

As the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, the picture began to blur and a scarred purple Contemptor Dreadnought appeared before him.

"F!G!R!M! You betrayed the Emperor's Children, you betrayed us, you deserve to die!"

The sudden encounter made Rilano unable to react, and a giant power fist hit him, instantly overloading the iron halo and the remaining psionic shield, and he himself was knocked out of the illusion.

"Shit, I'm out of psionic crystals. This is my new armor, and those dwarves are surprisingly dark. I don't know when the next supply will arrive. I hope the quartermaster has some spares."

"Rilano, what are you talking about? Damn, were you beaten by His Highness Dorne? Why is there such a big fist mark on your chest?"

A pair of huge iron hands with the Iron Phoenix logo stretched out and pressed on Rilano's shoulders. The owner had flowing white hair. It was Eidolon that Rilano had seen in the illusion before.

"Nothing, just a fatal injury. By the way, how is your relationship with Waton?"

He had no idea why his friend would ask such a question, but just like Fulgrim, every Iron Phoenix had a strong desire to express himself, and Eidolon was no exception.

Seeing that his good brother was still in the mood to joke, it was obvious that there was nothing wrong, so he replied:
"Nonsense, Waton is my half-brother, and he made this war hammer himself. What? You are jealous, but I won't give it to you. Go buy it yourself.

Look at what you look like now, I can tell at one glance that you are slacking off, just like those black watchers with evil hearts and evil hands.

Hurry up and get moving. The Warmaster has arranged new tasks for us to help Rick build a base here and prepare to receive a Blackstone Fortress. God knows where this one came from. "

Eidolon is as his name suggests. He is not only the Iron Phoenix, but also a well-known martial arts master in the Imperial Legion. However, he has a big mouth and never stops talking.

"Let me tell you, these new Ricks seem a little weird. They look stupid. Besides liking to pick up trash, they also like to eat nutritional paste. I almost vomited after eating that stuff, but those Ricks look like they haven't eaten for 800 years.

And even the supplies we were given were a little off, they weren’t even packed.”

Having said this, Eidolon motioned for his friend to look over, and he took out a combat dagger from his waist and placed it in Rilano's hand.

Seeing the phase dagger in his hand, which was not even painted dry and was clearly dug out from some undead tomb, Rilano did not say much. He knew without even thinking that these stolen goods were most likely related to Blackwatch.

"Brother, I feel like something bad is going to happen. I just experienced a hallucination and saw many absurd scenes, even our mother. She turned into a snake-like demon, and Ferrus had his head chopped off by a knife. And..."

"Ah, but Lord Ferrus was indeed beheaded.
You forgot that if Master Ferrus's head had not transported the Primarch's soul to Alicia, the Emperor's Children might have been killed by the mad Iron Hands.

Even so, that group of brothers contaminated by Chaos were secretly executed. Fortunately, His Highness Hogg has a bad reputation, otherwise we would be as sensitive to the number four as the First Legion.

Why don't you go back with the Black Watch ship and report this to the Primarch. I heard that the Black Watch is gathering in Alicia, and this may be the last express train."

Rilano nodded. He should report this to the Primarch. He drove his Dreadnought towards the landing point, muttering to himself as he walked:

"How ridiculous! How could I possibly kill Fulgrim? She's my mother!"

Shaking off the unrealistic thoughts from his mind, Rilano called for the Thunderhawk and drove the Dreadnought into the frontier base for maintenance and repairs in preparation for the return journey.

At the same time, many human warriors with the same purpose began to return, and they all encountered similar experiences as Rilano.

As for why this special phenomenon similar to the intersection of celestial spheres occurred, the Primarchs at the lunar base knew it very well, especially Magnus who was debugging the magic circle.

"Hogg, are you sure this is reliable? If you're going to die, don't drag all of us down with you!"

"Shut up Pony, this is called survival from death. As Batman, I have to have my own backup plan."

(End of this chapter)