Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

After talking with the devil.

Guilliman let the two go.

Before leaving, he warned the two not to speak casually.

Now, this information cannot be disclosed at will.

People are now dissatisfied with demons.

Any rumors are not good for the current situation of the empire.

After getting affirmative answers from the two, Guilliman asked them to go to the deck by themselves, and take the gunboat to return to the airport of Vitria's capital.

At the suggestion of the Primarch, both of them decided to leave after participating in the celebration parade.

Ventris decided that he would not only take part in the parade, but also document it.

Bring the news of the Primarch's victory and the images of this parade celebration back to the Ultramar sector.

In this way, it is enough to make those panicked people calm down again.

Let the many subjects of Ultramar know that they are not alone, that the Primarch still protects the Empire.

Preparations for the parade are still in full swing.

All departments are doing their best to cooperate.

Governor's Palace.

"It's so perfect." Anna looked at the flowerbed in front of her with an extremely excited expression.

Each flower is so coquettish, so perfect.

Her eyes became more and more blurred.

Looking at those coquettish flowers, he showed a morbidly excited smile.

The machine slave carefully plowed the land according to the established procedures that had been written.

Make sure that the flowers of this garden live to the day of the Primarch's Celebration Parade, according to the wishes of their masters.

The automatic system is detecting the temperature and moisture in the air, and making adjustments in real time to ensure that the air temperature and humidity are in the best condition.

Anna is very satisfied with her results.

The entourage and staff officers dare not express any opinion on this.

Those who have opinions have been crushed and turned into flower mud.

Planet Governor-Anna has become more and more crazy, in order to get the so-called beautiful petals in her mouth, she has not hesitated to use living people as flower fertilizer.

Everyone could see that Anna was crazy.

In order to gain the praise of the Primarch and pave the way for her own future, she has gone to any lengths.

Perhaps, she has always been an unscrupulous person.

After gaining power, it became more and more crazy.

It's a pity that no one dared to report on her.

The Primarch's own personal appointment of her as the one to present the wreath of glory is an honor in itself.

In the eyes of the officials, Anna has become a celebrity in front of the Primarch.

She has become a woman who is at your fingertips and has unlimited prospects in the future.

A rising star in politics.

Offending her is undoubtedly a very stupid thing.

Appropriate pleasing may lead to unimaginable gains in the future.

The grand parade will soon begin.

On the huge Triumph Square, many statues of heroes of the empire have been erected.

These huge statues were built for today's celebration.

Accompanied by thirteen gunshots.

Then a huge horn sounded.

Like the roar of a wild beast in ancient mythology, it echoed behind the hive city, and then slowly disappeared among the tall buildings.

A magnificent road has been built from the Arc de Triomphe to the Place de Triomphe.

Thousands of war engines and millions of warriors lined up.

The majestic emperor's angels with different paint schemes are all ready for battle.

Vittoria was empty of thousands of people, and the citizens came out in full force.

They gathered at intersections and squares to watch the ceremony.

The cheers of thousands of people converged into a hymn to Guilliman.

Deafening and persistent.

As the bell rang.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the first thing that appeared in front of people was the space warrior who had been upgraded by the original casting.

They are the vanguard of this parade.

Within the empire, no matter how remote the world was, the people living on it knew the existence of the Emperor's Angels.

They are the swords of the Emperor of Mankind, beheading all enemies of Mankind.

The Empire survived the darkness thanks to their sacrifices.

They were wearing thick power armors of different colors and arranged in different phalanxes.

But have the same sincere heart.

His eyes were firm, and he was ready to sacrifice at any time.

The Dreadnoughts belonging to each Chapter stand in the center of their phalanx, moving with their Chapter.

Followed by regiments from all galaxies.

The onlookers suddenly discovered that these warriors on the galaxy expedition were not supermen like the Emperor's Angels.

They are the same as themselves, but they are all ordinary people.

The difference is that they wear military uniforms and they don't.

They traveled through the dangerous subspace, entered battlefields like meat grinders, and became the cornerstone of the empire.

There have never been any born heroes in this world.

It's just another group of ordinary people putting on military uniforms and taking up weapons to protect another group of innocent people.

The Astral Army corps walked by with neat steps, holding weapons, and each of them had firm eyes.

They are unknown.

Even the name is not known to the world.

But at this moment, their eyes are full of pride, standing under the banner of hunting and agitation.

They fought for a great man.

Fight for a lofty ideal.

This is enough to make them full of blood and passion.

Behind the phalanx of the Astral Army Corps, there are war weapons from the Mechanicus.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps.

The noble knights drove their mechas and walked across the parade avenue, neatly, as one.

Mechanic priests with incense in hand lead the way.

The levitating servo-skull roared in praise of the Almighty.

Halfway through.

The knights all raised their melta cannons and giant chainswords neatly.

Used to express the meaning of unyielding war.

In the name of knights, they will uphold Guilliman's great will, protect mankind and the empire forever, until death.

Behind the knight titan phalanx are the giant titans of the Order of Titans.

Every civilian in the empire who saw the Titans on stage subconsciously covered their mouths.

What they saw was so shocking.

Three tall steel figures first appeared on Triumph Avenue.

When I walked in, I realized that it was three emperor-level Titans.

They are like noble gods of war.

Even if they kept silent, it was difficult to conceal their terrifying aura.

They marched in unison, becoming the leader of the procession of the Order of Titans.

The sequence of appearances is carefully arranged, trying to give people the greatest psychological shock, let them understand the power of the empire, and let them feel at ease.

Then came the warlord-level Titans, the Punishment-level Titans, the Alpha Titans, the Hound-level Titans, etc., and many war engines appeared one by one, demonstrating the mighty power of mankind.

These terrifying gods of war walked in front of the crowd.

Everyone who witnessed them had to admit it.

No foe can stand against these fearsome war beasts.

Any enemy that tries to stand in the way of the titan will do nothing but kill itself.

Then came the Skitarii of the Mechanicum.

Walking in the forefront is the steel walker.

This kind of biped walker with a strange appearance has unimaginable flexibility and mobility, and it is the main mobile force of the Mechanicus.

The machine servant wearing a red robe has been fixed on top of the steel walker.

They remained silent, manipulating the steel walkers to form a square formation, and walked past the crowd of onlookers.

Behind the Iron Walker phalanx are the omnic legions.

The omnipotent mechanized soldier is completely made of steel body, and its combat power is powerful.

There is nothing but cold rationality in these omnics.

They are soulless and desireless, existing only for the Mechanicum's order to kill.

Then there are heavy artillery, missile vehicles, tank arrays, super heavy tanks and so on.

A uniform formation of imperial fighter planes flew out of the sky.

Flying at super high speed, white air waves appeared in the sky.

But all the troops of the empire entered the Triumph Square from the Triumph Avenue.

On the highest triumphal platform, many high-level expedition officials of the empire appeared one by one.

Even Calgar, who was seriously injured before, stood among the many high-level people on stage, enjoying the cheers and admiration of the world.

Afterwards, the sound of music and roar was gradually reduced, and the voices of the people were also gradually reduced.

Everyone turned their eyes to the high platform.

Servo skulls and cherubs also aimed their video equipment at the high platform.

Cities all over the world, and on every battleship, are simultaneously broadcasting images.

In the eyes of everyone's anticipation.

The emperor's own son, the Lord of Ultramar slowly appeared.

Suddenly, it seemed that the whole world was quiet.

That stalwart blue figure attracted everyone's attention.

People a few kilometers away from the parade center stared at the towering display screen connected to the servo skull.

The Primarch stepped onto the high platform, entered people's field of vision, and walked in front of many heroes of the Empire.

Many people burst into tears at this scene.

What a glorious and memorable scene this is.

"Mankind will surely win, any enemy of mankind will be completely wiped out, and mankind will usher in a new era, a bright and hopeful era."

Guilliman said to the people.

His voice is sonorous and powerful, and is transmitted to all parts of the world through servo skulls.

People cheered and shouted for this, and wherever there were people, the name of Guilliman echoed.

Those who once held dissent against the Primarch cried bitterly.

They feel guilty and disturbed for desecrating a noble person.

That would be a fault that they could not recover with their lives.

The parade ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner.

Under the eyes of everyone's anticipation, Anna, the planetary governor, walked up holding a beautiful wreath of glory with a base of pure gold and delicate flowers as a backdrop.

According to the ceremonial procedure, she will personally wear this crown of glory for the Primarch, representing the blessing of the people of Vitria.

"It is my honor to do such a thing for you," Anna said.

There was a sweet feeling in the other party's voice.

Guilliman vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

But he hadn't met the governor before, and he didn't know whether the other party spoke like this.

He is too busy, dealing with expeditionary affairs every day.

He only paid a little attention to the reconstruction work of Vittoria.

Perhaps, this woman's voice is like this.

Confusion surfaced in Guilliman's mind, but he still regarded it as being too sensitive.

"It's really a blessing to have such a beautiful and noble lady wear a wreath for me." Guilliman said with a smile.

He leaned down slightly, and with the assistance of others, Anna walked up to a temporary high platform step by step, and matched the glory wreath for the Primarch.

Wodaisi on the side frowned, and he could feel something was wrong.

There is the breath of the devil.

He turned his gaze to the noble lady who laid a wreath on the Primarch.

The other party is dignified and polite, with luxurious clothes and decent behavior, and there is no problem.

The moment Guilliman put on the wreath, Guilliman's eyes were blurred.

ps: The state is still a bit worse.