At the same time, at the other end of the Galaxy.
Seti and the Primarch of the Seventh Legion, Rogal Dorn the Rock, were sharing a giant Warship. Their Warship tore through the Warp, heading for a Star Sector completely occupied by the Orks. The Horn of the Great Crusade had sounded, and the Flames of Purification would burn through every corner.
Seti currently did not command a large Legion structure. Influenced by Ian's philosophy, he focused more on honing his absolute Individual Power. He firmly believed that as long as his Individual Power was strong enough, followers would flock to him like a Tide.
Therefore, he temporarily handed over the Command of the War Planet and supporting Fleet allocated to him to Rogal Dorn beside him. This was a rare learning opportunity; while fighting, he observed and comprehended the Command Skills of this Tactical Master.
Seti's method of utilizing the Power of Faith was entirely different from others. He did not choose to exchange it for Artifacts or directly strengthen himself. A peculiar idea formed in his Mind. He exhausted all the Power of Faith he had accumulated to summon a "live-in mentor" for personalized guidance.
Of course, the true identity of this "Mentor" was Ian himself, existing in a form Seti could not perceive. Seti was completely unaware, believing it to be a special Auxiliary System bestowed by Ian.
Seti clearly felt that after cultivating the Magnetic Field Manipulation power system, ordinary enhancements were no longer very meaningful to him. He lacked nothing in Strength, Speed, or Defense. What he truly lacked was battle-hardened Martial Arts Experience and exquisite Techniques for engaging the enemy. Therefore, an experienced Martial Arts Instructor was what he currently needed most.
The early Battles of the Great Crusade were somewhat boring for Seti; the Imperium's War Machine was simply too powerful. After the massive War Planet reached Planetary Orbit, its Outer Shell deformed and expanded, enveloping the entire filthy Ork Planet. The Purification Light swept over the Surface, turning most Orks into Mushrooms, disappearing along with their crude Shacks. Subsequently, Astartes launched Landing Operations. The Super-Soldiers in Blue Power Armor swiftly cleared up the few scattered individuals who miraculously survived the Purification Beam.
Only the exceptionally strong Ork War Bosses and Ork Big Mechs could slightly pique Seti's interest. But even then, it was merely a quick warm-up.
Even an Ork War Boss was very fragile before Seti's Magnetic Field Manipulation power of $250,000$ Horsepower. The Battle was over after just a few punches.
Today, an Urgent Report came from the Front Line. An unimaginably huge Ork Construct had appeared—a "War Moon"—but its scale far surpassed any documented ones. Furthermore, the Imperium's Purification Beam, a weapon specifically effective against Orks, was somehow ineffective against the Orks on it.
Preliminary research quickly commenced, and the Scan Results were shocking. The Ork Tribe on the object was an enormous Fusion Entity. A part of the Orks, through unknown means, seemed to have mastered some leftover Ancient Necron and Old OnesTechnology. Their Construct glowed with an ominous Green Energy Light.
Another part of the Orks seemed to have picked up and "understood" certain Lost Technologies. Following emergency analysis and speculation by the Librarium and Tech-Priests, it appeared to be... some Advanced Technology left over from the Human Golden Age.
Given the massive size of this Construct, calling it a "War Moon" was no longer appropriate. It should be defined as—an Ork War Planet. Because its diameter was quite a bit larger than the wholesale War Planets supplied by the Imperium.
As for how the Orks drove these complex Technologies they should not possibly understand?
"Don't ask, just assume 'I reckon I can use it!'"
And so, they could use it. The WAAAGH! Field twisted Reality, turning the impossible into the possible.
The News reached the Fleet, and the Seventh Legion Command immediately began devising a plan. Such a massive Threat must be strangled. Rogal Dorn began to mobilize more Fleets, preparing to launch a large-scale Siege against this Ork War Planet.
Just then, Seti proactively stepped forward.
"I'll go too," his Eyes burning with Fighting Intent. He wanted to personally deal with this "Big Guy." The previous Battles had been too bland and tasteless for him. The Purification Beam swept over, and the Orks vanished into Ashes; Astartes landed, easily harvesting the remnants. Those so-called War Bosses hadn't even made him warm up.
Now, finally, a decent Opponent had arrived: an Ork War Planet that the Purification Beam couldn't destroy.
Interesting! Too interesting!
It's exhilarating! Absolutely electrifying!
He intended to smash it into Dust with his Fists, one punch at a time!
Rogal Dorn pondered for a moment before finally nodding in agreement. He understood Seti; this version of himself from another World craved close-quarters combat.
The Technology of these Orks was extraordinarily powerful. Though crude, it was mixed with multiple Powers. Their "I Reckon" Power even twisted Reality, making the impossible possible. This Planet's Technology held immense Research Value. If they could analyze its Technology, it would be a huge boost for the Imperium.
Therefore, the Fleet Command decided not to use Exterminatus-level powerful Weapons for now. Directly destroying the Planet would be too wasteful. After discussion, the Primarch decided to use a Ground Battle.
Subsequently, Seti and his Squad quickly assembled. They did not take a Landing Craft, but went straight to the Warship's Launch Bay.
Then, a unique new type of Boarding Action began.
Using several specialized Launchers, they accelerated and fired the Ender Pearls thrown by the Space Marines towards the Planet's Surface.
Green Orbs of Light hummed in the Launch Tubes.
"Acceleration field activated!"
The Order was given.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!
Countless Ender Pearls sliced through the Void, like a Green Meteor Shower, accurately projecting onto the huge, ugly, metal-patched Ork War PlanetSurface far away.
Space subtly twisted.
The next instant.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Thousands of Astartes Warriors in Blue Power Armor appeared out of thin Air, like Phantoms, on the metal Surface of the Ork War Planet. They stabilized their footing, and their Bolters immediately pointed in all directions.
Seti also participated in this Battle. He stood at the very front of the Squad, feeling the Vibration beneath his Feet. The $250,000$ Horsepower of Magnetic Field Manipulation surged through his Body. The Golden Fate Star, "Pojun" (Destroyer), flickered faintly behind him.
Just now, the mysterious "Mentor" in his Mind suddenly reminded him.
"Kid, sharpen up. There are guys worth your attention inside this metal hunk."
Seti grinned, revealing his wild Teeth.
Then he clenched his Fists. Finally, it was his turn to put on a Show!