Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Cherubel gritted his teeth for Guilliman in his heart, wishing to eat his flesh, drink his blood, cramp his tendons, and burn his bones to ashes.

Only by being able to eliminate the humiliation of being imprisoned, can it calm the monstrous hatred in its heart.

There was a burst of mmp in my heart, but Cherubel was smiling.

When facing Guilliman, it has a smile on its face

A great regent, a great primarch, shouted so excitedly, shouted so impassionedly, he looked like a subspace version of Captain Jia.

Guilliman also knew that this guy was duplicity and had a rebellious back, and he would definitely retaliate and take revenge on himself if he had the opportunity.

But looking at the other party's attitude now, he was also a little embarrassed to do it.

The majestic devil prince has become such a licking dog.

He even touched him, but he couldn't bear it even a little bit.

Sure enough, he was still too kind.

Cherubelle didn't dare to read Guilliman's mind, otherwise he would definitely be swearing.

A person who abused the devil prince, who is more tyrannical and cruel than the living, said he was kind? ?

This demon prince believes that Slaanesh is good, but he doesn't believe that you are kind?

"There is no news about Terra, so let's talk about the harvest during this period." Guilliman said.

"According to the news of several demons, Mortarion led a large-scale plague fleet to the Scourge Stars, and he is heading towards the Emperor's territory."

Cherubel said respectfully, "According to some gossip, there is a terrible germ in Mortarion's hands. This germ is very powerful and can corrupt everything in the material universe. Even demons are very afraid of it. My lord, it is clear that this demon, who has betrayed the glory of the Emperor, intends to use this germ against you.

"Mortarion, a germ that corrupts the material world." "

Cherubel's first intelligence was so explosive.

Guilliman couldn't help but look solemn.

As the Primarch of the Death Guard, Mortarion was, in a way, a little hip.

Among the many Primarchs in the Empire, even the Primarch of the Word Bearers Legion, Lorgar, who was known as the shame of the Primarch and was beaten by many Primarchs, was not as aggrieved as Mortarion.

This guy's performance in the Great Rebellion is really hard to describe.

Although Mortarion was on Horus' side from the beginning.

However, this guy is different from Lorgar. He really did it for power and to overthrow the emperor's rule.

Mortarion has an extreme distaste for the Warp, and no particular mutation corrupts him.

He was also the one who most firmly resisted the use of psychic powers in the Great Crusade among the many Primarchs present at the Nikaean Council.

Judging from these performances, it can be said that Mortarion is the most unlikely one among the many Primarchs.

However, the subsequent development is a bit magical.

After the Isstvan massacre, Mortarion led his fleet to use the Warp space to sail to Ullanor, the planet where Horus canonized the Warmaster.

Typhus, Captain of the Death Guard, slew the Navigator and summoned the Plague Daemons, trapping the fleet in the Warp.

Nurgle has been using the plague to torture Mortarion and the Death Guard warriors, and finally make them succumb, and Mortarion is thus ascended.

Among the many Primarchs, no matter how badly they are mixed, there will never be such things as backstabbing and being played and applauded by their subordinates.

In a way, Typhus has, so to speak, betrayed the Death Guard.

But Mortarion, who had ascended to the devil, could only swallow this breath.

Typhus was as blessed by Nurgle as he was.

This gave him no chance of revenge at all.

The other party has no respect for his genetic father.

"Is there going to be a plague war after all!" Guilliman thought to himself.

Mortarion must have entered Imperial territory to spread the plague.

He must respond forcefully to stop the plague and make Mortarion pay.

Let the subspace see the muscles of human beings, and let those demons and traitors know that the empire is by no means an existence they can bully at will.

"The news is valuable and well done."

Guilliman took two steps to digest the information.

In this regard, he rarely praised Cherubelle, the devil prince, which was considered a small compliment.

A little excitement suddenly appeared in Cherubel's heart. This feeling of being recognized by a big man who looks down on him is really wonderful.

Then it was pushed down again.

This mentality, Cherubel realized, was typical Goldsmoor syndrome.

It is a majestic devil prince, how can it be happy because of human praise?

It's such a shame.

Shame.

You must stick to your heart and not be tamed.

"Is there any other news?"

Guilliman continued to ask, he wanted to know more about the dynamics of the warp.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be invincible in a hundred battles.

Only in this way can we win.

"Your other brother Angron has escaped from the Eternal Battlefield, and the Blood God seems to be planning to enter the real universe." Cherubel said another heavyweight news.

Tormented by the Butcher's Nails, Angron, who can only keep angry and killing forever, left the Eternal Battlefield.

Obviously, he regards the real universe as a new battlefield, and wants to follow the blood god Khorne into the empire's territory.

"Where are they targeting?" Guilliman asked.

"I don't know, those demons said that the roar of that crazy god echoed in the subspace, it is eager for war and blood, and a glorious victory." Qilubeier paused, and then said with a dog-licking appearance, "Obviously , Its target is you, my lord. Only an existence like you deserves the blood god's attention, and it has already regarded you as its hunting target."

"This is really not good news." Guilliman shrugged, "Go on."

"The etheric ocean current in the dark realm of the empire is getting stronger and stronger. Your brother Magnus is building his empire of psykers. He is trying to spawn more psykers as his legion. For this reason, he spares no effort to A strange treasure has been brought out from the treasury of the God of Change, and that treasure will fulfill his wish."

"That's the current news, my lord. I will continue to urge those demons to find more information for you." Cherubel smiled obsequiously, showing the loyalty that I will dedicate myself to Lord Guilliman and die. Look like a servant. Guilliman sorted out the information and had a little understanding of the movements of the subspace.

It seems that with his return, the movements of those demonic primarchs became more frequent.

This is not a good sign, Chaos' offensive against the Empire has intensified.

Guilliman will not sit still.

It is not 10,000 years ago now.

He has enough confidence to deal with these guys.

"Cherubel, you claim to be older than the empire and older than humans. Now, I want to ask, where do you come from?"

After learning some ancient past events from the mouth of the Dark Watcher. Guilliman also had a rough guess about the origin of these demons in Cherubel.

"My lord, I come from the subspace." Cherubel replied respectfully, with a sincere tone, and said what he knew.

This is unimaginable for a demon.

They also like to use crazy tones to talk to wizards who summon themselves.

Use half-truths and half-false language to confuse those fools to exchange their souls for paltry knowledge and power.

Cherubelle used to be like this until he met Guilliman.

He was beaten nine times in three days, and was threatened by the opponent with the power of the curser.

He could only be forced and humiliated to change himself.

"I mean before you turned to Chaos," Guilliman said, "who are you? You are not a fragment of the gods, you have your own personality, Cherubelle. I used to think that demons were born from the Warp Yes, but later, I found out that I was wrong."

"The galaxy was not just a human race. There were many powerful races. Human beings could be favored by the gods. There is no reason why those races should not be favored. Primarchs can ascend demons, and those traitors can also complete their own way. This shows that Chaos has a hidden mechanism, as long as the conditions are met, it can bless demons and become a member of the devil."

With so many traitors, only the original body can ascend to the devil, and only the products of the subspace can do it.

However, Lucius and Kahn are not Primarchs. They also obtained gifts from the gods or chaos through the so-called path.

"I have forgotten, my lord. That history is too long." Cherubel said, "I only vaguely remember that I was enshrined by those creatures, and they called me a god. Then, I devoured their souls and became an independent The presence."

Guilliman frowned, then relaxed, and laughed. "I can't see that you were once a god."

"That's just a meaningless title, my lord. Aren't demons and gods the same thing? Nothing in this world is eternal. Ordinary life always tries to define everything from its own point of view, dividing good and evil, dividing light And darkness. Is it a mistake to turn the sea into a mulberry field? Is it because the ocean is helpful to people, then it is just and beautiful. And when the natural world changes and the sea recedes, that place is useless to people, Did it become an evil existence?"

"You are very good at demagoguery." Guilliman said casually, not paying attention to Cherubelle's words.

"This is not demagogy, but the truth." Cherubel said, "Do you think human beings suffer because of the subspace? No, it is human greed and stupidity. Your stupidity and madness have created the subspace. If a person will A noose was put around his neck and he went to the gallows, so what qualifications does he have to accuse people of trying to hurt him? A traveler knows that the journey is full of hungry people, but declares in a high-profile way that he is transporting food. I don't want to go looking for guards, and then scold those hungry people for being immoral and not obeying the law that can't be robbed."

"Humans took out countless delicacies and placed them there, and then asked the hungry demons to abide by the rules of human beings, to be moral and legal, and not to hurt them. Isn't this a mocking thing? If you don't obey human beings law, the devil is evil."

"What do you want to say?" Guilliman looked at Cherubel with amusement in his eyes.

"I just want to tell you, don't push all the faults on subspace and demons. Chaos is the right path, a path that all civilizations and all individuals will take, and it is inevitable. The universe is entropy increasing, From order to chaos is inevitable. To embrace chaos is to embrace reality.”

"Do you think you are fighting against the subspace? No, you are fighting against the pain and desires of human beings, and you will never be able to help them eradicate those pains and desires. This is doomed that you will never win against Chaos. The Terra Council was established ten thousand years ago, and I am full of confidence in it, allowing mortals to succeed by relying on the democratic system you established. You have imagined such a beautiful future, and human beings will achieve better development, and they will have better Advanced technology, a better life, can easily fight against chaos."

"But you've seen the ending, haven't you? They failed, those dignitaries got lost in the internal strife, and the lives of soldiers became political chips on their table. Those families who vowed to defend mankind for generations became vampires, wantonly encroaching With the assets of the empire, expand your own pockets. No one cares about the pain at the bottom, let them throw themselves into chaos."

Cherubel's words were bewitching, "Demons cannot enter the real universe, and every time they need a large-scale sacrifice to dedicate their lives. Do you know those groups that summon the most demons? They are not wizards or psykers. And It is those desperate people of the empire who are going to the abyss, they are so crazy that they want to exchange their lives for the destruction of everything."

"It's a pity that you are a demon, otherwise you must be more than enough to be a politician." Guilliman looked at Cherubelle, and there was no wavering in his eyes.

Cherubell didn't care about this either.

It knows that a dam cannot be destroyed in a day.

As long as you can leave some traces on it, that's enough.

It only needs a little bit of worming like termites, and one day, this dam will collapse.

"No, I am a qualified demon, but I am not a qualified imperial politician. The dignitaries of Terra are much more evil than demons. The pain that demons bring to humans is extremely fast. We can consume it in a day or a month A city, a continent, or even a planet. But those powerful and powerful people can slowly torture hundreds of millions of human beings, making them spend lifetimes in despair and sorrow."

Guilliman smiled, but did not refute Cherubel's words.

He turned around and walked out, "Continue to collect information about the subspace, I will come back to you after a while."

Cherubelle listened to Guilliman's footsteps and gave an evil smile.

it will work.

Corrode the opponent's spiritual dam little by little.

Send a Primarch down the path of hopeless madness.

It's a wonderful thing to think about.

He cannot save his own kind.

He couldn't even save himself.

Man's greatest enemy is himself.

No one can beat themselves.

The heavy metal hatch closed slowly after Guilliman stepped out.

The gates are tightly seamed, as if they were cast in one piece, so no gaps can be seen.

The pattern on the door has also become complete.

Afterwards, rays of light emerged along the lines, outlining special symbols, and forming a shielding force field at the same time.

"My lord." Wensenhorn stepped forward with a worried expression on his face.

He also heard what he said just now.

Cherubelle is attempting to corrupt the Primarch's mind.

Those words could easily drive a hot-blooded youth to extremes, and finally fell into the embrace of chaos.

In his career as an Inquisitor hunting down heretics and xenomorphs of Chaos, Vinsenhorn has seen countless examples of this.

Those passionate, ambitious ideals who tried to change the tragic status quo of mankind were easily bewitched and became the enemies of the empire after being hit by reality.

Demons like to attack people's hearts from all angles.

Those who are greedy for power start with power.

Those who are greedy for money start with money.

Those who claim to be loyal start with loyalty.

They slowly corrode everything, and those people don't realize it.

Confusion in the heart is betrayal.

"Don't listen to Cherubel's words." Guilliman shook his head, saying that he has no problem, "Its words are not enough to make me doubt my judgment. But I also need to be vigilant about it, these demons are cunning and shameless enough , any carelessness will bring us serious disasters."

Guilliman was very vigilant about this with a warning tone.

No wonder, the temptation of the devil is so terrible.

Mere fear and threats can only frighten the weak.

How could those strong people rebel because of this.

The reason is that they don't just torture those people physically, the most terrifying method is to torture the soul of the other party, and use the other party's thoughts to hurt the other party's spirit.

They will always accurately catch everyone's pain points and confuse them.

After getting Vinsenhorn's assurance, Guilliman walked towards the elevator.

I didn't get any information about Terra, but I got some results.

Several demonic primarchs have already been dispatched, and it is necessary to speed up on their own side.

Get to Terra as soon as possible to activate the second-tier database and further strengthen your warriors.

Another thing is to confirm the status of the Emperor, reach an agreement with him, and then find a way to find other Primarchs.

This is all the plans he has made recently, and now he is advancing steadily according to the established plan.

Guilliman entered the elevator while thinking.

Also enter the password, and after the detection is completed, the elevator is started to leave.

Standing on the elevator, Guilliman closed his eyes and pondered about the Emperor.

From Cherubell's conversation, he got some information.

This demon prince was once the god of a race.

Guilliman was unable to ask whether the faith was a god of creation, or a powerful individual who ascended to become a god.

But no matter from which point of view, they are equally dangerous.

The Emperor is right.

Gods should not exist in the human world.

Abandoning God is the most correct way.

It's just that in this dark universe, without the power of faith, human beings are more fragile and more prone to destruction. Faith and worship of the Emperor is a double-edged sword.

While protecting mankind, it also pushed mankind and the emperor into the abyss.

Guilliman did not return to the strategy room, he had other things to do.

He had to see what message came from Kaul.

Sicarius and the numerous honor guards did not raise any objections to their lord's itinerary.

Guilliman walked into another confidential corridor and used his authority to pass the confidentiality measures.

Take the elevator into the secret cabin where Kaul's avatar is located.

After stepping out, he mechanically passed through multiple security guards in the cabin.

The armored door leading to Kaul's clone has been opened.

Guidos waited for him at the door.

Every time we meet, the old man looks older and more vulnerable than the last time.

Guilliman considered that perhaps the time had come for Roshan to replace Guidos.

The old man can't stay here forever.

The powerful psychic oppression is slowly taking his life away.

Guilliman could not bear to let an old man spend his last days on the darkened cabin deck.

"Master Regent." Guidos saluted, and said in a respectful tone, "I feel that the oppression from the Supreme Heaven has been relieved, have you won again?"

"Yes, I won again, Guidos. I'm sorry, but you are also fighting against Chaos, but you can only stay here and cannot enjoy the cheers and admiration of those people." Guilliman said to Guidos apology.

Those who fight are not honored and rewarded, which is a kind of debt.

"Everyone has a duty, and loyalty is the reward." Guidos tried to smile.

Guilliman also smiled back at this sentence.

The two walked through the security check procedure that required two passwords.

Guidos activated Kaul's avatar according to the previous procedure.

Although the rituals of the Mechanicus were ignored, it still looked very strange.

It's a mixture of supernatural powers and the laws of physics.

Guidos spoke the coded sequence he had received, and the cabin shook.

The head soaked in the nutrition jar opened its mouth wide and let out a silent scream.

With the buzzing sound and the flickering of the indicator light, Kaur's avatar began to go online.

It's like an elder sleeping in the virtual network is awakened and re-enters the real universe with the help of data.

Guidos left quickly, his expression as if he was trying to endure the pain.

"The great Regent of the Empire, the Grand Marshal of the Empire, the savior of mankind." Kaul clone said, "Dear Roboute, it is really a pleasure to meet you."

"I don't have much time, tell me what information Kaul gave me as soon as possible."

"It's really sad, I thought you would miss me the same way I miss you." Kaur's avatar said in a slightly helpless, humane voice.

Guilliman became more and more suspicious that this product was artificial intelligence, or a very high-level one.

"Great Sage Belisarius Kaur congratulates you on your achievements. He has completed the tasks you assigned. Various scientific research departments are operating in an orderly manner in the Ultramar star area. They absorb knowledge like sponges. And sort it out into a system. The research on the subspace is still going on, but this project is full of dangers, even with the help of the gray knight, many scientific researchers are constantly dying."

"Enough bad news." Guilliman said with some disappointment.

The Warp is the realm of psykers, wizards, and arcane technology.

It is undoubtedly a huge problem to use the methods of human science to research and summarize, and to develop a feasible path. "Is there any other news?" "The great sage has already set off. He will return to the solar galaxy and restart his many projects. At the same time, the original mother must be recovered to prepare for the next stage of strengthening."

"Primary mother?" Guilliman said.

"Yes, the one of the Luna Sect. When the Horus rebels attacked the solar system, there was a team composed of Iron Hands, Salamanders, Raven Guard, and Iron Warriors loyalists. The mother was brought to a supply station in the dark void, and the great sage took it back. The original mother is a product of the golden age, it records all human gene sequences, we can use this thing to fully understand human genetic evolution, and Make changes, and the Star Warriors come from this." Guilliman also understood the original mother's affairs quite well, so he didn't ask any more questions, but asked another question.

"When will Kaur arrive?"

"It's not clear yet. If the subspace travel goes well, he will arrive before you enter Terra. If it doesn't go well, he will have to wait for a while."

"Let him tell me the exact situation, I have to prepare accordingly. The warp space storm is strengthening, and my enemies are watching. If they can't fight me, they are very likely to attack the helpers around me. Kaul left Ultra Ma Xing area is a very risky move."

"The great sage has explored various parts of the galaxy many times. He has rich experience. His mechanical ark and cathars are not empty."

"At that time, there was no big rift, and now, those traitors are far more active than before."

"I have encoded the relevant information and will convey your concern to the great sage. But I have to remind you that all the current situation is in the calculation of the great sage. He predicted the direction of the overall incident. So far, your Everything he did was basically within his predictions, and the deviation did not reach one percent. You can completely trust that he can safely travel through the subspace and come to Terra to meet you."

"I hope so. I don't want to waste time and go back to rescue my chief scientific researcher. That will delay a lot of things. There is a new question. How much does the great sage know about the past? Things before human civilization."

"Knows a lot. He collected data on more than 1,600 alien civilizations, of which 300 lasted from the time when human civilization entered the starry sky to the Great Crusade. They existed for a long time, and then were destroyed and destroyed during the Great Crusade. massacre," "No, I mean the farther past."

"There is no data on this, my lord, I don't know anything about it."

"Forget it, I'll discuss this matter with Kaur when he comes."

Guilliman gave up on getting an answer from Cawl's clone.

"In addition to letting the ruler to report his situation, is there any other information that needs to be conveyed?" Kaul's avatar asked.

"No more, the remaining questions will be discussed when he arrives."

"Okay, the relevant questions have been coded." Kaul's avatar said, "Are you sure to send it?"

"Confirmation sent," Guilliman said.

The roar of the machine sounded again, and Guilliman could feel the terrifying psychic oppression.

Soon, this oppression disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

The machine light starts to turn off slowly.

Those heads with long mouths also slowly closed,

Heavy shutters fell, taking them out of Guilliman's view.

After standing there for a while, Guilliman turned and walked towards the elevator.

Now, it's time to deal with Terra.

Beta-Garmon galaxy.

The boundary between reality and fiction is twisting and stretching.

The etheric storm of the high heavens is roaring.

The space structure was torn apart, and a crack emerged.

Unnatural light gushes from the fissure.

Twisted indescribables cling to the great warship's Geller field, roaring hungrily.

A large-scale fleet came from the subspace, continuously flying out of the crack.

After entering the real universe, the crew activated the plasma drive engine for the first time, using powerful thrust to push the battleship into the dark void.

On the tilted hull, non-material storms and hard starlight sparked out, setting off dozens of cold lights of metal. The number of ships is doubling every second.

The fleet from Terra quickly completed the transition from madness to order.

The nobles of Terra are keenly aware of the danger that Guilliman's arrival represents.

If they don't resist at this time, they will have no chance to resist.

The Mechanic Cult, the National Church, and many Terra dignitaries gathered their forces and sent them to Beta Garmon.

Here they will face the Primarch.

Such a war is of great significance, and the nobles of Terra are declaring war on the primarch's orthodoxy.

Regardless of victory or not, they have shown an attitude to the world, that is, their resistance.

Guilliman could either set off a civil war, or compromise and maintain the current situation.

The powerful also know what a large-scale civil war means to the current human empire.

The Great Rift appeared, leading to an increase in Chaos Invasion events.

Plus orcs, Zerg, Tau and other aliens.

It can be said that all parts of the empire are in dire straits.

A civil war would undoubtedly make things worse for humanity.

But many dignitaries have reached a consensus.

They will never compromise unless Guilliman abandons his reforms.

What's the use of keeping an empire without their elites and their elite families?

Better to go to destruction.

They are also betting on one thing, that Guilliman dare not start a civil war.

The revived Primarch would eventually compromise, ending the war and the Reformation in a way that honored both parties.

No one would deny the power of the Primarch. With the strength in their hands, it is difficult to defeat Guilliman.

The powerful on Terra considered this, too.

But everyone has weaknesses, and Guilliman wants to save the empire and save mankind, and this is his weakness.

A civil war would undoubtedly tear humanity apart.

Once the battle of the Beta-Garmon galaxy begins, it will be the beginning of the catastrophe of human collapse.

For the power in their hands, the dignitaries in other regions of the empire will also respond together and fight against the Antigen at all costs.

The longer the war drags on, the larger the scale of the civil war will be.

Guilliman can only compromise, otherwise humanity will be torn apart, and his act of saving humanity becomes destroying humanity.

Good people in this world will always be threatened.

Only the bad guys can be unscrupulous.

Guilliman cared about human beings, so he was destined to be kidnapped by the life and death of the people of the empire.

Resolutely promote reform and let mankind go to fragments.

Or give up, compromise, and continue to mend the empire's system to maintain the survival of mankind.

This is a multiple choice question.

The magnates of Terra are confident that Guilliman will choose the latter.

The huge mechanical ark jumped out of the subspace, the light of the ether and the inanimate gradually disappeared, and were completely driven away by the rules of reality.

The bulkhead opened, and the circulation pipes spewed scalding steam.

Amidst the flickering of the lumen lamps, the plasma generators start to stabilize for various system functions.

Cleaned air is released to replace the stale air.

The fully armed crew and fighter slaves check every corner of the ark to prevent any living beings from entering the real universe with them.

The mechanical ark is extremely huge, its mass is equivalent to an unstable satellite, and it has already produced its own gravity field.

It belonged to a conservative mechanical sage.

All kinds of equipment filled the interior of the ark.

The industrial capacity possessed by the Ark has surpassed that of many forge worlds.

Loaded with the best technology Mars has to offer.

The weapons it is equipped with are more powerful than the imperial warships, with a longer range and more terrifying defense capabilities.

This is a necessary condition for sustaining a great war.

The members of Mechanicum above can continuously provide weapons and ammunition for this army, repair those broken war machines and send them back to the battlefield.

It can also provide sufficient fire support.

In order to defend his beliefs, the owner of the mechanical ark, the conservative sage of the Mechanic Cult, dropped the ark into the Beta-Galmon galaxy to stop Guilliman's footsteps.

He fought for what he believed in, defending the doctrine of the Almighty, which the Primarch had wantonly desecrated.

What Guilliman and the Magi have done in the Ultramar sector has thoroughly angered the conservative members of Mars.

Such a brazen violation of the Olympia agreement.

The Colossus of God's Punishment, a modular production warship, armed with a large number of weapons and equipment without STC templates.

This is an act of blatant contempt and blasphemy to the God of all chances.

This is why Mars will be involved in this event.

The conservative faction headed by General Foundry readily agreed when the high lords proposed war.

In order to defend the glory of the God of Mechanisms, they will use force to eliminate those radicals who trample on the teachings of the God of Mechanisms.

Kaul is on their must-kill list.

Even if Guilliman wants to make peace.

The Martian side will kill the Ruler Sage Caul and completely crush the Radicals.

This is the impetus for Mars to join the fray.

It is also a condition that they will never compromise.

Behind the mechanical ark is a large-scale transport fleet.

These behemoths were originally designed to transport the Imperial Legion to the various battlefields of the galaxy.

Among them are several hexagonal Titan transport ships.

These transport ships have slender adamantine hull structures.

It carries detachable ships on its hull.

These ships are the main force for transporting Titan Mechs.

Has a bulky gravity impeller and automatic propulsion.

The Titan can be safely landed on the surface of the planet.

Several Titan Legions loyal to Mars responded to the Forge General's orders.

The many titans stored in the solar system were also taken out from the sealed places, sent to transport ships, and transported to the Beta-Galmon galaxy, preparing to participate in a great battle that could determine the fate of mankind.

The mechanical ark slowly entered the galaxy, and finally suspended at the designated strategic position.

They would engage in a battle with the Primarch's void fleet, long enough to stall, before engaging in a close-quarters ground battle.

Other ships began to enter the system, and the battleships moved into their positions, building fortifications.

The transport ship enters the low-Earth orbit of the planet and releases the cargo in the cabin.

Masses of soldiers and their equipment were sent to the ground.

In order to win the initiative to negotiate with Guilliman.

The nobles of Terra can be said to bet all their cards on the Beta-Garmon galaxy.

Under the giant battleships that block out the sky, there are countless small ships.

They come from various families.

Layer upon layer, hovering in the void, like the seal of a honeycomb.

Among them are the void fortress used by the knight family, the cargo ship of the merchant family, and the military carrier of the military family.

Both the mechanical ships belonging to Mars and the imperial spaceships of many families were all sent into the Beta-Galmon galaxy.

Battleships, cruisers, frigates, and light cruisers gathered together on a huge scale.

Enough to easily destroy the Beta-Garmon galaxy.

In addition to these regular forces, the most eye-catching thing is the addition of the Emperor's Angels.

The Mitauno Chapter, the White Consul Chapter, the White Temple Chapter, the Stormwing Chapter, the Red Wolf Chapter, the Red Scorpion Chapter, the Furious Angel Chapter, etc., a total of fifteen chapters were led by the High Commander. The Lord summoned and was sent to Beta-Garmon.

To call back so many Chapters at a time when the Imperium is under threat is a betrayal of those in distress.

Many warbands had great opinions on this, but they still answered the call.

They knew that this time the order was against the antigen.

But this is the order of the high lord, it is the order of Terra, and they have to obey it.

To do otherwise is to betray the empire.

In their perception, loyalty to Terra was loyalty to the Emperor.

This is the inertia of 10,000 years, and no matter how strong Guilliman's appeal is, it is impossible to reverse it quickly.

Even the Iron Hands are sending men to the Beta-Garmon system at the request of the Mechanicum and at the behest of Terra.

"Guilliman is a demon, he has been polluted, and he wants to learn from his brother - Horus destroys Terra and destroys the Emperor."

"The day has come to prove your loyalty, people of the Empire, defend the Emperor, defend Terra, and prevent that terrible tyrant from entering the solar system. Humanity must prevail, and justice must prevail. The remnants of evil perish in the light of the Emperor."

In order to promote their own justice, let the soldiers of the Empire and the Emperor's Angels firmly resolve to fight against Guilliman.

The high lords even lifted the ban on some things about Horus' rebellion, in order to weaken Guilliman's influence and reduce the legitimacy that he could control the empire as the Emperor's son.

The supreme leader of the state religion, the Pope, came forward directly and told the believers bluntly that Guilliman had been corrupted and became a minion of the subspace.

His way of redemption is not to save mankind, but to push both the human empire and the emperor into the abyss, and please the evil beings in the chaos.

Under the propaganda offensive of the high lord and many dignitaries, in the hearts of many Terrans, Guilliman is equivalent to the former Horus, a despicable usurper.

"This is a great war. After ten thousand years, we are once again facing a crisis that can shake the empire, but we will win. The evil, hateful, tyrant controlled by the evil subspace has already occupied Babu Galaxy, he enslaved the people there, and made life there worse than death. But he should not dream of getting Terra, we have countless loyal soldiers, and under the glory of the Emperor, we will surely win."

Inside a troop carrier, Jotun watched the broadcast on the holographic screen through the visual field of the respirator.

Nothing else but the crest of the Death Kriegs of Krieg hung from his greatcoat.

Krieger wants no glory, no medals.

Loyalty is their greatest reward.

Their birth mission is to wait for the conscript of the empire, and then die on the battlefield, defending the glory of the emperor and redeeming the sins of the blood.

Behind Jotun, many Krieger soldiers remained silent like him.

There was a slight vibration from the transport ship, and Jotun looked at the data pad in his hand, which showed that they had arrived at their destination and were about to be transported to the ground.

They are about to face an unprecedented war.

Facing a powerful Primarch.

But they have nothing to fear.

They were ready to die for the Emperor.