The Secret of Omnissiah was the Battle Barge of the Blood Ravens Battle Group, serving as their Battle Group Monastery and Librarium Sanctum.
It was also where many high-ranking members of the Blood Ravens Battle Group discussed strategy and set the direction for the Battle Group's development.
Gabriel Angelos, the current Chapter Master of the Blood Ravens Battle Group, stood by the control console.
The tactical projection slowly rotated, casting its light upon his face.
Chief Librarian Jonah Orion and several Captains stood on one side of the control console.
Their gazes were fixed on the projection.
The current situation of the Imperium was excellent, with the enemy retreating on all fronts.
Victory was within Humanity's grasp.
"We need to speed up," Jonah said, "otherwise, the glory will have nothing to do with us."
"How about this planet?" Gabriel pointed to a light spot on the projection.
The Thinker System captured his movement and automatically magnified the spot.
Relevant information popped up: it was a standard Imperial Hive City world currently experiencing civil unrest. Based on available information, it was initially determined that Genestealer of the Tyranids were instigating the rebellion.
"A very good target, not too difficult, and very close," the Apothecary nodded, agreeing with the choice.
"Then let's begin," one of the Captains said.
"Chapter Master, there's something I need to tell you. Our ammunition reserves are a bit low," the Tech-Sergeant in charge of logistics said.
"Low on ammo is a minor issue. We'll find an opportunity to 'borrow' some more," Gabriel didn't plan to return for resupply.
Instead, he planned to visit the God Chosen's ships again, as they had all sorts of good merchandise.
Last time, he got quite a few large crates, and upon inspection, they were all state-of-the-art equipment, the kind not found on the market.
Having tasted the sweetness, Gabriel planned to redouble his efforts and empty the God Chosen's warehouses.
However, this time, he wasn't as lucky as before.
They activated a mysterious artifact obtained from ancient ruins, connecting it to the God Chosen's warship.
This artifact was very special; it could temporarily overlap a certain area.
It was by relying on this ancient artifact that the Blood Ravens Battle Group was able to 'borrow' supplies all over the galaxy.
"It really is you bastards."
"I told you, it's those Blood Ravens bastards. They really are the'Sticky-Fingered Battle Group', aren't they?"
The Players, who had been guarding the Battle Axe and investigating the mysterious disappearance of supplies, caught the Blood Ravens Battle Group red-handed.
"What a coincidence. Have you eaten?"
Gabriel looked at the God Chosen, who were lined up in front of him, with an awkward expression.
Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea.
Ding! You have a new mission awaiting acceptance.
Mission: Helpful Hands. The Blood Ravens Battle Group urgently needs a batch of important military supplies. Please help them.
Mission: Magnanimity. The Blood Ravens Battle Group has done some unpleasant things in the past. Please forgive them and no longer pursue the matter.
These two missions appeared simultaneously in the database of every Player in the Space Huskies.
It left them all speechless.
Are these NPCs really that intelligent?
If they couldn't steal it, they'd just openly issue a quest.
"Are these guys really that shameless?"
"Miscalculated. Those guys even dared to take someone's Dreadnought. We completely didn't guard against them."
"They even issued two exclusive quests. That's just outrageous."
Pig Head Strong:...
Dou Zong: "..."
They felt like their brains were being brutally rubbed on the ground.
How dare they do such a thing?!
After stealing things, they even issued quests to the victims.
You can be shameless, but can you not be *this* shameless?!
"We absolutely cannot accept such a mission."
"We will report this to Terra."
"Ding! Mission accepted."
The indignant Players were instantly dumbfounded, turning to look at the culprit.
It was the Bald Donkey, their Chapter Master. He scratched his head.
"I saw an exclamation mark, and I just couldn't resist clicking it."
"You understand that feeling, don't you?"
Hearing the Bald Donkey's words, the Players all gave him a middle finger and an eye-roll.
The Blood Ravens Battle Group members, on the other hand, couldn't stop smiling. They had emptied the Space Huskies's warehouse.
However, they were still relatively conscientious, leaving behind an ancient artifact as a reward.
This ancient artifact could ignore spatial distance, sending people to any designated area in the galaxy.
Three hours later, they would be sent back to their original location.
This made the Bald Donkey and others incredibly excited.
After all, the loss was just a bit of supplies, they could just buy more from the Dora factory.
And now it even supported home delivery, which was very convenient.
While the Bald Donkey, Pig Head Strong, and other Players were excitedly celebrating obtaining the ancient artifact,
On Terra, Senior General Tura, the Imperial Guard Commander, was very unhappy.
The Imperial Saint had actually brought people of other races into the Emperor's sacred palace.
If anyone else had done that, Senior General Tura would have minced them into fine pieces.
Unfortunately, it was the Imperial Saint.
The entire Imperium had already equated the Imperial Saint with the great Emperor.
Senior General Tura now even doubted his own rallying power within the Adeptus Custodes, thinking it couldn't compare to the Imperial Saint's.
If the Imperial Saint wished, he could even command the Adeptus Custodes to apprehend him, the Captain-General.
After all, to 'apprehend' a Captain-General, one only needed to consider if their strength was sufficient.
To 'apprehend' a Saint, there was much more to consider.
Alex had invited the Aeldari God and several powerful C'tan to Terra, preparing to help the Emperor retrieve his personality fragments.
After observing for a while, the Avatar of the Laughing God spoke.
"Emperor of Mankind's personality fragments are scattered throughout time and space. Retrieving these fragments will be very troublesome."
"To find these personality fragments, one must travel to the past and future, retrieve the fragments, and place them back into Emperor of Mankind's body."
Cegorach controlled the knowledge repository left by the Old Ones, the Black Library; there was nothing in the entire galaxy that he didn't know.
Alex said, "Does that mean we have to travel through time, find the Emperor's personality fragments, bring them back, and then piece them together?"
The Avatar of the Laughing God said, "It's not truly traveling through time, but rather projecting. We cannot truly travel through time, and time is intricate, with multiple branches."
"We can only project ourselves and guide Emperor of Mankind's personality fragments back."
After some discussion, Alex finally adopted Cegorach's plan.
They swiftly designed a complex device that could project people to different points in the timeline.
As the machine roared, Alex and the others' consciousnesses were cast into the past.
"You're just a liar, Neos."
A woman angrily accused a burly, tall man.
"You're being unreasonable," the man's voice was full of authority. He looked at the woman and tried to calm her down.
Undoubtedly, this man was the young Emperor.
At that time, he was not as powerful as he was in the 40k era, merely an immortal stronger than ordinary people, still retaining his emotions and desires.
"Now you think I'm being unreasonable, don't you? It turns out love really does disappear."
The woman angrily slapped the Emperor and turned to leave.
Alex and the other projections watched, dumbfounded.
Oh my god, they just arrived and immediately stumbled upon gossip! Emperor of Mankind was slapped by his own girlfriend!