Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 137 Erebus's Death
"After the unification of Terra was completed, the warp storms across the galaxy began to subside, marking the time was ripe."

"The newborn empire is growing stronger and stronger. The ancient home planet of mankind has become the new starting point for the next action. New subspace navigation and communication methods have been established."

"At the same time, a legion of genetically enhanced soldiers is being formed, and my extraordinary descendants are reunited today at their starting point, the ancient home planet of mankind, Terra."

"My sons, lead your legions, I have bestowed upon you wonderful gifts."

"Those aliens will eventually be liquidated, and the human colonies that have been isolated for centuries will eventually be recovered."

"Humanity will once again be united under one banner and one government. In the name of the Emperor, the Great Crusade will embark on a new journey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the emperor suddenly drew the Emperor's Sword from his waist, and the burning blade pointed into the void.

A holy golden light burst out from his body.

The throne room was boiling, the entire palace was boiling, and billions of humans on Terra were boiling.

Cheers and screams came from all over the world like a tsunami. Even the sacred stones used to build the imperial palace could not withstand the cry of hope!
In the ancient and long-standing solar system, nine planets revolve around the bright yellow star.

Suddenly, the blue planet burst into a rumored light that was as bright as the sun.

Like a lit torch, with warm golden light, the entire galaxy, all the territories recovered by the empire, the humans didn't know what was happening, but all cast their gazes in one direction.

A sense of absurdity arises in my heart.

Hope, hope has come to this dark and cold universe.

After the tedious ceremony, the primarchs exchanged greetings with their good brothers for a while.

Fulgrim's arm collided with Ferrus' steel hand, a smile spreading across his lips.

Mortarion, Lorgar, Curze, Perturabo, and Alpharius gathered around Horus, happily talking about the interesting things that had happened during this period.

Rogal Dorn still stood behind the Emperor.

Ryan Jonson sat down in a corner without saying a word, waiting for the Emperor's order to adjourn the meeting.

Robouti Guilliman, Sanguinius, Corax, and Angron surrounded the Crownguard siblings.

"So, the Butcher's Nails have little effect on you now, and it won't suddenly explode and hurt Lux, right?"

Garen looked at Angron, whose head was full of dreadlocks, suspiciously, feeling somewhat unconvinced.

The Butcher's Nails, a thing from the dark technological age, a creation that even the Emperor was helpless to remove, was so easily influenced by Angron's will and Lux's psychic power, and was initially solved through resonance?

"No, no, believe me, my brother, I would rather die than hurt my sister."

Angron said with a silly smile.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, what do you mean by your sister?"

Garen held Lux ​​in his arms and took a few steps back.

"My father's daughter is my sister, isn't she? My father even brought her to the family gathering. Isn't this obvious?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I appreciate your kindness, but if you really want a sister, you should ask Huang Keke to let the emperor make another one for you."

"As per my father's orders, the World Eaters now follow the command of Lux, my brother."

Seeing that Garen did not want to acknowledge him as his brother, Angron directly moved out of the Emperor's mountain.

What? You still want to disobey the Emperor's orders?

Okay, okay, you Hand of Nutheria, you are here to compete with me for the top lane position, right?
Noxus, Crow, Lux, Lycan, Garen, Angel, damn, they are all around me.

Except for Galen's eyes looking at the blue man, Guilliman.

His painting style is different from ours!
He doesn't fit in!

"Guilliman, please leave the group. Your style is different from ours."

Galen patted Guilliman's shoulder in a heavy tone.

"What's wrong with you kid???" "It's okay, you don't have to leave the group. I just figured out your position."

Guilliman - Blue Soldier!

The Ultramarines are blue, and Ultramar can produce 250,000 blue cans at any time.

Very good, Guilliman, you are my super soldier!
"Okay, my brothers, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to get together today, I have something to discuss with you."

"what?"

Guilliman's intuition told him that this kid was up to something again.

"During a certain incident in the past, I discovered that the current means of communication between legions are easily interfered by the power of the warp."

"As the Emperor has just spoken, the Warp Storms are separating the various human colonies."

"If a warp storm of this magnitude were to occur again in the galaxy one day, our connection with Terra would be completely severed."

"Without the Emperor's command, the defense of our five legions will be in jeopardy. We need a leader to take charge of everything. Otherwise, we will be easily defeated one by one by our opponents."

Galen slowly laid out his plan.

"Wait, Galen, you're not going to order us around, are you?"

Guilliman interrupted him. He knew that this boy had bad intentions. The Emperor hasn’t even released the position of Warmaster yet, and you’re already thinking about taking advantage of it?

"Well, there has to be someone who makes the decision."

"In terms of seniority, I am the first Primarch among us to be recovered by the Emperor. Compared to me, you, Guilliman, are just a rookie."

"Not to mention Angel, I personally taught him. Hiss!!!"

Hearing this, Sanguinius's restless little hand pinched Garen's waist hard.

He endured the pain in his back and continued speaking through gritted teeth.

"Corax is good at guerrilla warfare. I won't mention Angron. Lux, listen to me."

"Tell me, who else can be chosen for the commander's position besides me?"

Guilliman held his forehead with one hand, suffering from a terrible headache, but he was helpless and could only show some symbolic democracy.

"Let's vote!"

"I vote for myself," said Guilliman.

"Then I vote for my brother!" Lux raised her hand.

"I vote for this shameless guy." Sanguinius expressed his opinion.

"I vote for Lux!" This is Angron, the sister-con.

"I abstain," said Corax.

Very good, the Emperor, Warmaster, Regent, and General are all gathered.

I declare the establishment of the Third Reich!
Are you kidding? The emperor is still standing there in good health.

You can't be so unfaithful!

"Well, my loyal sons, I have prepared a dinner. Perhaps you can share the dinner with me and then return to your seats."

Upon hearing this, all the Primarchs were shocked!
On the throne, the hand under the emperor's wide sleeves leaped with psychic energy and crushed a small piece of paper.

As expected, it was Lux who was remotely controlling the Emperor again.

At this time, a guard came to report.

"Erebus, the second-in-command of the Word Bearers, is dead--!"

(End of this chapter)