parentshiftbook Chapter 259 - 260: The Pilgrimage Ship to Holy Terra?
Chapter 259 - 260: The Pilgrimage Ship to Holy Terra?
Chapter 259 - 260: The Pilgrimage Ship to Holy Terra?<>
Eden flipped through the email.
According to the traces discovered along the route by Shahim's fleet, the Tyranid hive fleet originated from outside the galaxy.
It advanced in a straight path, devouring numerous planets along the way.
Among them were several worlds belonging to the Govindi family, a Rogue Trader house of the Imperium. The Govindi family found themselves unable to resist the Tyranid swarm.
They abandoned their holdings and fled back to the Imperial territory of the Goliath Star Cluster.
But the most terrifying part was that after consuming those planets, the Tyranid hive fleet continued its course.
And ahead of it lay the Goliath Star Cluster.
To make matters worse, Urth was directly in the path of the hive fleet.
If it continued forward, it would inevitably reach Urth, consuming it completely.
It would leave nothing behind but a barren, lifeless rock stripped of all organic matter!
However, for some unknown reason, the Tyranid hive fleet suddenly changed course and veered toward another region.
According to the Biologis scholars' assessment,
it was likely due to the appearance of the Great Rift.
The surging tides of Warp energy repelled the hive fleet, forcing it to alter its trajectory slightly.
So, in a way, was the Great Rift the reason Urth was saved?
"Hah... Urth really is stubbornly resilient..." Eden muttered upon reading this.
If not for the emergence of the Great Rift, Urth might have already been devoured by the Tyranids long before Eden arrived in this world.
In fact, Urth had already faced two separate Tyranid invasions.
Aside from that, it had suffered corruption from the four Chaos Gods and the looming threat of an Ork WAAAGH!
At this rate, Urth was practically a second Vigilus.
But unlike Vigilus, Urth had the good fortune of meeting someone from the 2K era—himself.
Under the light of the Great Savior, all these crises had been resolved, turning disaster into stability and allowing for development.
As for Vigilus, it remained engulfed in utter chaos.
That world, with its population of over 167 billion, along with its entire system, had become one of the most brutal war zones in the galaxy.
Imperial forces, Chaos Legions, Daemons, Genestealer Cults, and Orks—every faction imaginable had converged, turning the Vigilus system into a boiling cauldron of war.
And more enemies were on the way, including Necrons and Aeldari.
It was a gathering of the galaxy's deadliest warriors.
Even more noteworthy was that beneath Vigilus lay vast deposits of Blackstone, deeply embedded within the control of the Stygies VIII Forge World.
They had entrenched themselves there, mining the Blackstone deposits.
This was also why Vigilus had not been completely consumed by the Great Rift—Blackstone had the ability to suppress or even expand Warp energy.
Every faction sought to seize this valuable resource.
Among them, the one most determined to take Vigilus was none other than the Despoiler himself, Abaddon.
The colossal, prolonged battle for Vigilus would undoubtedly influence the balance of power across the galaxy.
Truth be told, Eden also coveted Vigilus.
The Blackstone deposits there were priceless.
His domain had already begun re
There were plenty of regions within the Imperium that didn't pay the Tithe.
Even if Eden wanted to, the Imperium had no way to collect it from him.
Besides, Imperial law was quite flexible, especially toward powerful factions.
Guilliman had once established the Imperium Secundus, and yet he remained a loyal servant of the Imperium.
Who could argue otherwise?
Everyone in the Imperium knew that Stygies VIII was conducting research on xenos technology, teetering on the edge of heresy.
Yet, because it was an important Forge World of the Adeptus Mechanicus, it faced no penalties.
Even some of the mutated Astartes Chapters, whose members had grown horns and lost all semblance of humanity, were still not declared heretics.
Of course, if one was weak, then there was no recourse.
Such factions could easily be crushed under accusations of "disloyalty", subjected to brutal purges or inquisitorial extermination.
Take Urth, for example.
Even when it suffered under an unjust and extreme tithe, which drained the planet's resources, led to mass death, and pushed the population to the brink of extinction, there was no right to protest or appeal.
But now, Urth—no, the Urth sanctuary—was strong enough to say "No" to the Imperium.
It could now operate openly, recognized as part of the Imperium's human factions.
Ultimately, the Imperium was a loose coalition of various factions, rife with internal contradictions.
At this point, it was struggling to maintain control, unable to extend its reach to the shadowy edges of the galaxy where Urth resided.
It simply did not have the capacity.
Soon, Roboute Guilliman would return to Holy Terra, seize supreme authority, and begin massive purges.
He would then reorganize and redistribute power, in an effort to save the crumbling Imperium.
At that time, the Imperium's entire focus and resources would be poured into the Indomitus Crusade, seeking to reclaim the lost regions of the Imperium.
This process would likely take decades, if not centuries.
For Eden's domain, this was a golden opportunity.
All he had to do was capitalize on this era of chaos and lawlessness and develop as much as possible!
Following Lilith, Eden stepped inside the Astral Beacon, only to be greeted by a familiar sight.
His expression darkened.
"Who designed this?" he asked, his voice sharp.
In front of him was a throne-like chair—its appearance uncannily similar to the Blackstone Throne.
Lilith smiled.
"I designed it specifically for you, Savior~" she said in a teasing tone.
"Lord Kaul said you would definitely like it."
Eden sighed internally. Of course.
He remained silent for a moment.
Lilith tilted her head, confused.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
"...Nothing. Let's continue."
Under Lilith's command, the Blackstone Throne-like psyker seat activated, crackling with arcs of psychic energy.
Eden sat down and began operating the Astral Beacon.
This was just a trial run—in the future, Lilith could handle the beacon's operation.
BOOM—
As the Astral Beacon activated, Eden felt his consciousness extend infinitely into the void.
With the beacon's assistance, the Mini-Sun's psychic energy radiated outward in a focused direction.
Though small in scale, the beacon's range was immense when viewed on a galactic level.
After a while...
Eden's mind drifted beyond the stars and found a lone, dilapidated pilgrimage ship.
It had been lost for a long time...
(End of Chapter)
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