Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Rogal Dorn, the Primarch of the VIIth Legion of Space Marines, the Imperial Fists, holds many impressive titles.

Not only is he known as the "Vigilant", he is also honored as the "Royal Guard of Terra", and he is also known as the "Emperor's Blade". He is also the "Lord of the Mountain", who rules over the indestructible Mountain, and the "Lord of Castle Inwit".

However, such a seemingly perfect hero actually has some unique personality traits.

He is best known for his ability to cause trouble with his brothers and his obsession with castles.

Most of the time, Rogal Dorn showed his integrity and reliability, like an indestructible wall.

But even such a determined person has made serious mistakes.

That time, he deliberately destroyed his entire legion, which undoubtedly cast a shadow on his brilliant resume.

The Imperial Fists, led by Dorn, are renowned for their unique tactical style.

They are good at stacking armor infinitely to maximize their own defense; they like to use the strategy of fortress riding on the enemy to deal a heavy blow; and every time they go out to fight, they will maintain an ultra-high density of troop deployment, not giving the opponent any chance to breathe.

Because of this, they have made enemies with almost all races in the universe and become the target of public criticism.

During the Siege of Terra, if it had not been for Dorn and his Imperial Fists' fanatical pursuit of building walls and towers, the Emperor would have been slain by the traitor Horus.

It was precisely because of the solid defense lines they built that they were able to successfully resist wave after wave of fierce attacks from the enemy.

Although the emperor was later seriously injured and sent to the Golden Throne.

It is worth mentioning that Perturabo, the Primarch of the Fourth Legion Iron Warriors, was full of hatred towards Dorn.

The conflict between the two has a long history. Neither of them would give in and they often confronted each other.

One is interested in building magnificent structures, the other in destroying them.

The Primarch of the Third Legion, Fulgrim, once asked Dorn in person whether he could build a fortress that Perturabo could not break through. Dorn said very straightforwardly that of course he could, which made Perturabo very angry.

However, the reality is that Perturabo successfully broke through the palace defenses built by Dorne during the rebellion.

During the thrilling days of the Siege of Terra, the psychological pressure Dorn endured was beyond imagination. It can even be said that the Imperial Fists fought almost the entire Siege of Terra.

On the battlefield, Dorn not only had to fight a life-and-death duel with the powerful and evil demon Samus alone, but also relied on his tenacious will and excellent combat skills to almost single-handedly prevent the giant battleship Phalanx from falling into the hands of the rebels.

At the same time, he had to distract himself by thinking about how to make Chagatai, whose personality was difficult to control, stay in the palace obediently, which undoubtedly added a huge burden to his already heavy shoulders.

However, despite Dorn's best efforts, the Khan finally couldn't suppress his inner impulse and rushed out to help him regardless of everything.

Faced with Khan's unauthorized actions, Dorn was certainly a little annoyed, but more of him was sincere gratitude to his genetic brother for lending a helping hand.

In the fierce battle that followed, Dorn fought traitors one after another without stopping. First, he had a thrilling tug-of-war with Perturabo of the Fourth Legion on the battlefield of the Imperial Palace.

They then encountered Fulgrim, the Primarch of the Emperor's Children Legion, who was famous for his tactics. The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in.

Later, the vicious Abaddon and the scheming Eidolon joined the battle, causing the entire palace battlefield to fall into chaos.

However, no matter how powerful the enemy was, Dorne never retreated, but gritted his teeth and resisted the rebels who were surging like a tide inch by inch.

Just as the situation became increasingly critical, Dorn suddenly received an order to travel to the Vengeful Spirit via a teleporter with the Emperor, Sanguinius and Valdor to carry out a vital mission.

But what was unexpected was that due to a sudden failure during the transmission process, the four of them were actually scattered and teleported to various corners of the ship.

As soon as Dorn stepped onto the deck, a mysterious force wrapped him tightly.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself in a boundless desert, with yellow sand covering the sky and blocking out the sun, with no end in sight.

There was nothing but an endless sea of ​​sand around him. At this moment, a deep and eerie voice sounded in his ears, as if it came from hell. It was the whisper of Khorne himself!

This horrifying mumbling was like a powerful torrent, continuously impacting Dorn's mental defenses.

It attempted to erode Dorn's cognition, undermine his will, and make him completely sink into a mad desire for violence.

However, Khorne seemed to have underestimated Dorn's tenacity and determination. Despite suffering this mental torture day after day, Dorn never gave in.

Loneliness, solitude and boredom haunted him like demons, but none of these could shake his deep inner beliefs.

Time passed quietly, hundreds of years passed, and Dorne was alone in this desolate desert, enduring Khorne's 24-hour non-stop brainwashing.

The long years gradually erased most of his memories, but even so, every time Khorne suggested that he could be freed by saying "Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull to the Skull Throne", Dorn's response never changed: "You are not a god, but Rogal Dorn!"

With Horus' death, Dorn returned to the present and hurried to his old father, but he only saw the seriously injured and dying Emperor and the body of Sanguinius.

Later, Dorn was lost in the galaxy until the 40th millennium.

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"Phalanx? I didn't expect there is such a huge ship in this world." Malcador stood in front of the window of the command room, staring at the cloud-covered planet below - that was where Dorn was.

As the Imperial fleet edged closer to the target planet, Malcador could not help but feel a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

He thought he would encounter many difficulties when he came to subdue the Primarch this time, but things went more smoothly than he had imagined.

When Dorn heard his true life story for the first time, there was a flash of shock and confusion in his eyes.

However, when he realized that he was shouldering the sacred mission of restoring the glory of mankind, the confusion instantly dissipated, and was replaced by an extremely firm belief.

Without any hesitation, Dorn resolutely decided to dedicate all the warships, including the Phalanx, to the Empire without reservation.

The Phalanx, this huge battleship, has now become a powerful member of the Imperial Fleet.

Its huge and sturdy hull is like a mobile steel fortress; its well-equipped weapon system can easily tear through the enemy's defenses.

At the same time, Dorn personally led the Seventh Legion, the Imperial Fists, known for its bravery and fearlessness, and threw himself into the fierce battle without hesitation.

But before that, Dorn will have to return to Terra to see his brother.