“It has to be said that the coalition is the worst of all political systems. Concentrated power can inspire the elites, but it is not enough to control them. Unrestricted capital flows amplify the desires of those businessmen, allowing them to trample on the law and the dignity of the people without scruples.”
"This backward system allows desire to run rampant and allows those in high positions to shirk responsibility, so the weak suffer and the mean enjoy themselves."
Guilliman stood up, paced back and forth, and continued, "We must correct it. Power and responsibility are equal. People do not know what is good for them, nor do they know what they should do. They need guidance and protection. If the top leaders of a system only enjoy power but are unwilling to take responsibility, then the system is sick."
"They deceived people with freedom and democracy, and used all kinds of lies to deceive the people, making them forget what a terrible universe they are in."
"I allow you to do those things, but your cruelty is limited to those in power. The people are like sheep. The direction of the flock depends on the leader rather than the sheep themselves. Ordinary people are numb and follow the crowd. They are completely unaware of the truth and can only make wrong decisions based on their limited knowledge."
"So, I allow you to do those things and guide those people again. Your mission is very important. You must ensure that those planets that have been saved will not fall into the abyss again."
Guilliman looked towards Ventris and ordered his scribe to bring a written document to him, leaving his mark with his bio-sign to authorize Ventris.
"The authorization issue has been successfully resolved. Now I want to know about the outbreak of the plague in the Ultramar sector."
Ventris was silent for a long time, organizing his words and thoughts.
Guilliman was in no hurry, waiting for him to speak.
"In the star systems of Zhuoer, Talasa, and Parmenio, a strange plague has appeared. The symptoms of the outbreak are uncontrolled tearing. The sticky and foul-smelling tears will stick to the entire eyelid in a short time and cause severe redness and swelling. The most serious consequence of this epidemic is the suppuration and ulceration of the patient's eyeball, which can lead to permanent blindness."
"This epidemic has been named the Plague of Tears. The emergence of the Plague of Tears has caused a sharp drop in the morale of the auxiliary forces of Ultramar. I have blocked these star systems, checked for pathogens, and isolated the infected."
"From what we have seen so far, this plague often only appears in mortal soldiers. So far, no case has occurred in the Primaris Space Marines or the Mechanicus Cultists. There are only a few cases among priests and nuns."
"I have ordered many medical departments to go to these star systems for support, but have not yet been able to find a way to control this disease."
Ventris gave a detailed account of the Tear Plague currently raging in Ultramar.
Guilliman frowned deeply. His awakening and various actions that were inconsistent with the original work had already greatly changed the original plot line.
He did not go to Terra immediately, but after waking up, he carried out technological innovation and reform and reorganization of the imperial system in Macragge.
I just didn’t expect that even though the plot line had been changed, the Tear Plague still appeared.
It’s normal just to think about it.
The Plague of Tears should be a plague that Nurgle had prepared long ago, and it would eventually be thrown into the real universe.
Choosing the Ultramar sector would be more likely to slow down Guilliman's pace than choosing any other place.
"Let the priests of the State Church, the Inquisition, and the Grey Knights go to the plague area together. This plague is by no means as simple as real microorganisms or viruses. There is a high possibility that there is a conspiracy of Chaos behind it. They want me to stay in Ultramar and ignore the entire empire."
"When necessary, unconventional means can be used to expel the plague under the advice and supervision of the Grey Knights or the Inquisition."
Guilliman said.
The best way to deal with the plague caused by the Chaos God Nurgle is to use witchcraft or seek help from supernatural powers.
But if that happens, the risk is also great.
If you are not careful, you will let the wolf into the house.
If something goes wrong during the ritual, it could lead to unimaginable consequences.
The Inquisition and the Grey Knights can avoid this risk to the greatest extent.
Guilliman paced back and forth, then looked at Vodys and Ventris, "There are some things I shouldn't tell you, but at this moment, perhaps you should know something. Especially Ventris, you need to know what kind of enemy you are facing."
After saying this, Guilliman looked at Sicarius and said, "Help me get someone to clean up the reception room, and take the blame for destroying the Primarch's reception room. I can't tell those people outside that I will lose control of my emotions. They are too dependent on me, and any wrong move will disappoint them."
“I understand, my Lord,” Sicarius said.
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Guilliman led Ventris and Verdys via a fast elevator and private passage into the deepest part of the Macragge's Glory.
When the elevator sounded a pleasant voice, the heavy metal door opened with a mechanical groan.
The sounds of burning incense and chanting scriptures were heard together.
Vordais' eyes became sharp, he smelled the scent of the devil.
"It's a wicked place," said Verdais.
"I know," Guilliman responded. "Such is our tragedy. It takes extraordinary power to gain the capital to fight against the Warp."
The three of them walked down the long corridor.
I walked into a cabin made entirely of iron, stained with the color of dried blood.
The exiled priest, holding weapons and chanting scriptures, saluted the primarch.
Vincent Horn came over.
He looked older, with noticeable wrinkles on his face.
"Demon Inquisitor?" Vordes raised his eyebrows. He recognized Vincent Horn's identity from his tattoo.
"I am Inquisitor Vincent Horn." Vincent Horn introduced himself to the Grey Knight mentor, Vodes.
"Did you lead the Primarch down this dark path? You should have known that the Warp would corrupt everything, yet you still led him down this path?"
There was a question in Vaudes' voice.
"Yes, my lord has found me. We need to use the demons to control the information of the warp and ensure that we can get some news from the gods." Vincent Horn said, "This is crucial to our victory."
"Only lies and deception come from the mouth of the evil creature," cried Verdes. "You are deceiving and deceiving the Primarch."
"What we are looking for is information. We need to identify the authenticity of the information spoken by the devil. Other than that, we have no other way." Vincent Horn was fearless, even when facing a Grey Knight.
"Stop arguing." Guilliman looked at Vordais. "I brought you here not to let you argue, but to let you see with your own eyes what we are going to do. Demons are full of lies, and any cooperation with them is poison. But you must know that nowadays, humans can only eat poison to have a glimmer of hope."
The heavy iron door made a sound and then slowly opened.
Guilliman stepped inside.
Ventris felt the horror of it.
What was imprisoned inside made him feel like his hair stood on end.
He tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart and followed the Primarch in.
“Illumination,” said Guilliman.
Following his voice, the lumen light in the dim cell flickered a few times, then emitted a glow.
In the center of the room, countless refined gold chains extended from the wall, tightly binding the demon host standing in the center.
Chaos has deeply affected this demon host.
His skin turned into sickly red spots.
It can be seen that the exposed torso is covered with various abscesses and even a small head has grown out.
The body also became emaciated, revealing twisted bones.
It also grew limbs and bone spurs.
There is also a pair of demonic horns on the head.
The demon host's arms were fixed to the crossbars of a ladder-shaped frame made of shiny metal, and his feet were also tied, like the suffering Jesus.
His hands were handcuffed to a metal bar.
Locked with handcuffs made of fine gold and engraved with countless runes.
He was bound at the elbows and waist with razor wire to hold him in position.
His body was covered with iron chains etched with runes.
Each of his limbs has an iron nail etched with complex sealing runes, driven into the flesh, limiting his strength.
A huge hexagram magic circle appeared in the cabin, emitting a shining light.
Ventris's helmet activated the photosensitive filter to reduce the impact of the dazzling light.
"Holy Thirteen Primarchs, the Emperor's most beloved and loyal son, Lord of Ultramar, the great Master Guilliman, welcome."
Cherubel said with great respect.
After many times of training, this demon prince has become much more obedient.
It's like the lovely lady finally succumbs to the uncle next door.
"That's a good attitude this time," Guilliman said.
Vodes could feel the power and essence of the Demon Prince within Cherubel's body.
There was disbelief in his eyes.
When did the devil become so easy to talk to
The harm caused by a demon prince is unimaginable for ordinary people.
Wodais had seen it with his own eyes.
The entire galaxy will be corrupted by demons of this level and become a paradise of chaos.
The Grey Knights have driven out those demons and imprisoned many of them.
These guys are always chattering, uttering all kinds of curses and temptations, and promising all kinds of conditions for eternal life and knowledge.
If you are not careful, the devil will take advantage of the situation and plant the seeds of corruption.
Now, the demon prince's attitude towards Guilliman was extremely respectful.
It's really unbelievable.
It's like a playboy finding love in a bar.
Listen to these flattering words.
What's the difference between a demon prince and those disgusting bureaucrats out there
Ventris had little contact with demons, but he knew that demons would never behave like this.
Is it a fake?
Are demons fake these days