HH荷鲁斯叛乱《异端初现》渣翻4

his voice was deeper, colder, and just as sincere.
‘Warriors of the Word Bearers. I am Guilliman ofthe XIII Legion, Lord of Macragge. You are ordered to descend to the surface immediately andmuster in the heart of the razed site once known as Monarchia. Coordinates are being conveyed. There will be no defiance of this mandate. Your Legion, in its entirety, will gather as ordered. That is all.’
The voice ceased, and silence reigned.
Almost a hundred souls – human, servitor and Astartes – gathered on the bridge of De Profundis.None of them spoke a word for almost a full minute.