Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

For a moment, the entire [Throne World] was shrouded in a thick haze.

But before the suspicion and panic spread further to other areas of the Empire, the then [Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guards] Trajan Valoris issued a notice in the name of the [Emperor]:

[In the name of the great Emperor, I will hereby announce to the entire Empire the return of an Emperor's own son! ]

[Thanks to the grace of the Emperor, the returning Primarch will be crowned as the Regent of the Empire! In this way, the ancient Empire will walk out of the long night and reproduce the supreme glory of the Great Crusade! ]

It was just a short notice of less than 100 words, but in a very short time, the entire Terra and even several nearby Imperial worlds fell into a carnival.

Since the [Horus Heresy], the ancient Primarch has disappeared in the galaxy for thousands of years.

The long time has erased the memory of the Primarchs of mortals! Even most of the Astartes can only admire the glory of the Father of Genes from the records within the Chapter.

This is an extremely dark and crazy ten thousand years!!!

Death and sacrifice have become the norm of the Empire, and decay and decline have long been deeply engraved in the bones of the Empire.

Every moment of the Empire's existence in this cold galaxy is filled with the souls and blood of countless loyalists.

The short-sighted and narrow-minded [Supreme Lord Council] cannot lead the Empire to regain its former glory; the corrupt and ignorant [State Religion] will only drag the Empire into the abyss.

And in this desperate moment, the return of an Emperor's son will inject new vitality into the declining Empire.

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A few hours later, the [Golden Fleet] carrying the glory of the Empire docked in the Terra Star Port.

The Primarch deliberately concealed his itinerary!

Before certain things are completely resolved, he is not suitable to appear in the eyes of the people of the Empire as the [Emperor's Son].

Accompanied by the hissing sound of compressed air, the hatch of the [Emperor's Ode] branded with complex patterns opened with a bang.

Surrounded by a team of [Blade Champions], the Primarch set foot on the sacred territory of the Throne World for the first time.

When the Primarch arrived, [Marshal of the Imperial Guards] Trajan and [Grand Master of the Assassin's Court] Faddis had already been waiting here.

Although they had already prepared themselves mentally, the two high lords were inevitably shocked when they saw the Primarch.

Wearing [Holy Armor] and holding [Emperor's Sword], coupled with the warm and blazing golden psychic energy like the sun! In a trance, the Marshal of the Imperial Guards and the Grand Master seemed to see the great Emperor return to the world.

But now is obviously not the time to admire the glory of the Emperor!

Even though the betrayers have paid the price of death, the storm of the Primarch's attack is far from over.

The Imperial Navy troops responsible for cleaning up the wreckage of the warship found a warship belonging to the [Inquisition] at the edge of the battlefield.

The battleship was empty, but judging from the communication records left in the [Thinker] system, this battleship was also involved in the plan to attack the Primarch.

[Mechanicus], [Ecclesiarchy] and [Inquisition], three influential forces were involved in the conspiracy against the Primarch.

If this matter cannot be properly handled, then... the empire will inevitably fall into greater turmoil.

Among the three forces, the first to express its position was the [Mechanicus] of Mars.

Long before the Primarch arrived on Terra, the envoys from the [Mechanicus] had expressed their attitude to the [Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guard].

Chaos is the enemy of all mankind, and the [Mechanicus] has always been the most steadfast ally of the Empire!

As for the betrayal of the Forge General, it was entirely due to his personal reasons.

The attitude of the [Mechanicus] made the Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guard very satisfied, but the attack on the [Imperial Regent] was such a big thing... it couldn't be fooled by just a few words!

The [Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guard] personally drove the Orion gunship and escorted the Primarch to the [Terra Palace].

[Terra Palace] - the well-deserved heart of the Empire!!!

As the great symbol of the Lord of Mankind, this magnificent complex of buildings spans across the Eurasian continent! Even in Terra's low-Earth orbit, the flickering lights in the [Throne Court] can be clearly observed.

The Terra Palace used to be extremely prosperous!

But since the Lord of Mankind ascended the [Golden Throne], the Imperial Guards have blocked all contact between the palace and the outside world.

Ten thousand years of erosion have left most of the interior of the Terra Palace in a semi-abandoned state.

Even the [Audience Hall] used by the Primarch to negotiate with the Mechanicus envoy was an area that the Imperial Guards hastily repaired.

The [Audience Hall] is located outside the Terra Palace! When the great Lord of Mankind was still alive, this building was usually used for meetings between the Emperor and the Primarch.

The Primarch pushed the door open and entered.

What came into view was a hunched figure wrapped in various tubes! More than a hundred kinds of medicine flowed in the tubes, and then a delicate balance was achieved in this body.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely noble [Great Biological Sage]! In terms of status alone, the status of this messenger is even higher than that of the Mars Casting General.

"Honorable Gene Primarch, may the great Ohm Messiah bless you!" The Mechanicus messenger folded his hands on his chest and paid the highest respect to the Primarch.

This etiquette is called [Gear Ceremony].

Within the Mechanicus, the status of [Gear Ceremony] is even higher than the [Sky Eagle Ceremony] in the Imperial Battle Order.

Since the envoy chose to meet the Primarch with such a noble etiquette, it means that the [Mechanicus] is willing to pay for the fault of the Forge General.

In this way, the negotiation has a basis to continue.

The Primarch was not interested in talking nonsense with this oil man who exuded an iron smell.

The moment he sat down at the negotiation table, the Primarch directly expressed his demands to the envoy.

"I can forgive the Forge General's offense to me!" The Primarch looked at the envoy with an inexplicable look, "But as a price, within the next five centuries, the armaments provided by the Mechanicus to the Empire must be increased by 60% on the original basis!"

This request does not sound excessive! But for the Mechanicus, this is an unacceptable huge number.

The armaments provided by the Mechanicus to the Empire's battle sequence every year are an astronomical figure!

Even if thousands of [Forge Worlds] are fully produced, they can only barely meet the needs of the Empire's continuous wars.

And floating up by 60% on this basis... has far exceeded the limit that the Mechanicus can bear.

The Mechanicus messenger decisively rejected the Primarch's request.

"20%, at most 20%!" The [medicine pump] hidden behind the messenger began to inject sedatives into the internal circulation.