Kaul, Sicarius and others also turned to look.
They watched as a woman in a dark robe and hood emerged from the darkness.
From the other person's figure, it can be seen that she is a woman.
"Who are you?" Guilliman asked.
Sicarius activated the power sword in his hand and looked alert.
On the other side, other Glory Guards also raised their bolters.
They were all on high alert, with serious expressions.
They will not let their master come to any harm.
Out of loyalty and out of honor.
Caul activated the gear staff in his hand, and crackling arcs of electricity appeared at the tip. Wisps of light wrapped around the staff, making it particularly bright in the cave.
As a great sage who has lived for ten thousand years, Kohl has many cards up his sleeve, which are not inferior to those of the Forging General.
After experiencing the strange scene just now, such a person suddenly appeared.
No spirit is excessive.
Guilliman stood still, the only one who did not take a fighting stance.
With his Primarch-level combat intuition, he knew that this guy was no match for him.
If he wanted to, he could crush the other person to death with one hand.
The woman who came out of the darkness pulled back her hood, revealing her entire face.
He looks to be in his twenties.
Looks very young.
It is hard to imagine that there would be such a woman here in such an isolated place.
The woman's appearance and figure are very ordinary, and she would soon be forgotten if she were put into a crowd.
Perhaps for some men who are immersed in low-level physical enjoyment, this woman is beautiful and has a sexy body.
Unfortunately, Kohl, Sicarius and others do not belong to this category.
They have long abandoned low-level physical desires.
They have absolutely no sense of female beauty.
The woman's body glowed with a mercury-colored light, as if what flowed in her body was not blood but a glowing flame.
There is also a bright, silver-white tattoo on his forehead.
The shape is a gradually tightening double spiral, and it is also decorated with the classic double-wing pattern.
"It's rare that we have visitors today." The woman stared at Guilliman with deep eyes, like the boundless galaxy, containing endless wisdom. "It's been so long, I thought no one would come here again. I didn't expect someone to come here today, and a distinguished Primarch."
"The Watcher?" Guilliman asked tentatively.
"Yes." The woman walked towards their group, but Sicarius stopped her.
The woman's attitude was not forceful or arrogant, and she spoke from what Sicarius considered a safe distance.
"May I ask what the current situation is? Who won between Horus and the Emperor?"
Hearing this question, Kaul and Sicarius looked at each other.
From the stunned looks in their eyes, one can see that they were shocked by this question.
The final battle between Horus and the Emperor took place ten thousand years ago.
For people today, it is a very ancient event that has become a myth or legend.
"When did you enter here?" Sicarius asked.
"I entered here when Carl released the Death Skull Titan Legion to attack Lava City." The woman fell into a brief confusion, and the ancient memories made her consciousness fall into chaos.
It’s been too long.
She even doubted whether those memories had really happened.
Or was it just her mumbling in this deserted cave
"I remember that Mars was in chaos. That madman Kalbo lifted the seal of the Moravec Vault, allowing the pollution and virus of the warp to invade the network of Holy Mars."
"There are mutations and monsters everywhere. War and artillery fire shroud everything. I have witnessed the fall of the Iron Miracle and the annihilation of the Holy Light. Everything has fallen into disorder and chaos. I was guided into this place and took over the previous caretaker."
"Are you from ten thousand years ago? Did you enter here at the beginning of the war?" Kohl stood up and asked in his electronic voice.
Kalbo was the Casting General of Mars ten thousand years ago.
That guy is in a high position of power and is a key figure in the Great Crusade.
But in essence, Kars is an existence that opposes the Emperor and is a staunch pseudo-theist.
When the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, first set foot on the land of Mars, the miracles he performed made countless Martian residents believe that the Emperor was the legendary God of All Things, the omniscient Omnissiah.
These people make up the majority.
But there are still some people who believe that the Emperor is not the real God of All Things.
He is just a false god.
In the eyes of some people, the Treaty of Mars promised by the Emperor, which gave the Mechanicum and Terra equal status, was an outright slavery contract.
The treaty was essentially an ultimatum from the Emperor to Mars.
You are faced with this choice of joining the empire or having everything you need taken away from it.
Mars was forced to give up its independence.
From being a competitor of Terra, it has become a vassal planet with a slightly higher status than other planets.
This gap made those people dissatisfied and even turned into resentment.
This deep-seated resentment slowly fermented over the next two centuries.
Undercurrents gradually formed beneath Mars's seemingly loyal appearance.
Until Horus had rebellious thoughts, breaking through everything and evolving into a betrayal of the Empire and the Emperor.
Carl Bo is the representative of this group of people.
When the Emperor set foot on Mars, Kalbo was just an ordinary mechanical priest with little say.
During the two centuries of the Great Crusade, he rose rapidly through the ranks, eventually becoming the Forge-General of Mars.
After being corrupted on the planet Davin, Horus invaded a lost human civilization.
A batch of intact STC standard construction templates were seized from that civilization and handed over to the members of the Mechanicus headed by Carbon as a sign of sincerity.
He also told Kalbo the coordinates of the most important secret of Mars, the Moravec Cellar, and the method to open the seal, in exchange for Kalbo's betrayal of the Emperor and joining his team.
Horus promised Kalbo that when he became the new Lord of Mankind, he would lift bans such as hatred of intelligence and allow the Mechanicus to conduct scientific research without any taboos.
The greedy Kalbo eventually joined Horus's team and opened the Moravec Vault.
This cellar holds all manner of forbidden knowledge and weapons, and has been thoroughly corrupted by Chaos.
Karbo released him.
The contents of Moravec's cellar soon contaminated foundries and temples across Mars.
The mysterious Chaos Virus is rapidly corroding the machine's logistics stack and computer files.
Spread to those meditator systems that are connected to the network.
Soon, the virus began to show its terrifying properties.
This caused reactor meltdowns, production lines to stall, and countless foundries to shut down.
Large numbers of loyal slaves were corrupted and became minions of Chaos.
Even the blessed steel was completely contaminated, turning into a hateful monster filled with a hungry desire for killing.
Lava City became the fuse of the Martian civil war.
There were earth-shattering battles between the loyalists and the betrayers led by Kalbo, battles that were powerful enough to tear the planet apart.
Later, for the purpose of the Webway Project and the defense of Terra, the Loyalists were forced to withdraw from Mars and head to Terra.
It was not until Horus was slain by the Emperor and the rebels were purged that Mars returned to Loyalist control.
"Yes." The woman did not deny what Kaur said, "I entered here at the beginning of the war. There were a few people accompanying me at that time, but they died soon. In the end, I was the only one left here."
"You haven't told me yet, who won, Horus or the Emperor? And whose side are you on?"
"My father won," said Guilliman. "Ten thousand years have passed since then, and my father has triumphed over the traitor Horus."
"Ten thousand years." The woman muttered to herself for a few seconds, then looked at Guilliman. "It seems that you have lived for ten thousand years? But it is true. You are demigods created by the Emperor. It is natural for you to have immortal lifespans."
"No, I have not lived for ten thousand years." Guilliman shook his head. "I have only been awake for a short time. I have been asleep for ten thousand years and have only woken up now. You have lived for ten thousand years? Are you an immortal?"
"It has been sleeping for ten thousand years. It seems that many things have happened here that I don't understand." The woman tried again to walk in front of Guilliman.
Sicarius blocked her way with a warning look.
As a qualified bodyguard of the Primarch, he would not allow anyone to get too close to the Primarch, as that would be too dangerous.
Seeing Sicarius's firm attitude, the woman did not force him and walked in another direction.
As he walked, he continued his conversation with Guilliman.
"I am indeed an immortal. Of course, I was not born immortal. The previous immortal gave me his power and life essence so that I can live and guard the void dragon." The woman said, "You can call me Dalia. It seems that Horus has failed. So why are you here?"
"To find something," said Guilliman. "My brother Horus' plot was thwarted long ago, and his spirit was dispersed. But humanity is not free from suffering, and we are in despair. I sought enlightenment from the Emperor, and he told me of this place."
"In that case, you came here for it?" Dalia looked towards the cave and smiled.
"You could say," said Guilliman, "that the situation of humanity is so dire that I have to take every possible measure to ensure the survival of the species."
Dahlia frowned. "The last person to say that was the Emperor."
"She was right, wasn't she? If it hadn't been for the Great Crusade, Mankind would have been wiped out by the Chaos Gods during the Long Night. She fought them in a duel, and fought them off at a heavy price. Although she didn't win, she gained a lot."
“I thought you would condemn her arrogance and hubris,” Dalia said.
"No one is omnipotent. Even my father was able to ensure that humans would not be exterminated or reduced to a small race at the mercy of others during the Long Night. This was an unimaginable achievement. Human civilization was fragmented during the Long Night. It was not until the Great Crusade that it was condensed into a powerful human regime."
Guilliman looked at Dahlia and said in a serious tone: "You should have faced those Chaos creatures and understood how terrible they are. They destroy everything, play with the ashes of civilization, and are complacent. They have destroyed countless civilizations, and humans will be one of them. They are looking forward to the fall of the huge human empire and enjoying a feast on the bloated corpses."
"Your words are very deceptive, just like your father's. You are walking on a dangerous path, and it is very likely that you will repeat your father's tragedy." Dalia said, "The power of the void dragon cannot be trusted, and you should not seek its help."
"My father is not a tragedy. Everyone with foresight knows that the future is not smooth sailing, but full of crises and traps. Civilization does not advance in a straight line, but progresses in a spiral. Sometimes we take two steps forward and then take one step back before we can continue to move forward." Guilliman smiled. "My father founded the Empire and maintained it for ten thousand years. The Chaos Gods were once imprisoned in the Warp and could not interfere with the real universe. This is success. And I will take over her mission and complete the next work."
"Well, I can't stop you." Dahlia saw Guilliman's eyes and she knew that this man would not back down.
He was as arrogant and cocky as his father, and felt that he could accomplish things that others could not.
People who have such thoughts often end up with a tragic ending.
"Come here." Dalia walked to the wooden lectern, placed her hand on the quaint old gold-plated book, and opened it.
Guilliman stopped Sicarius from speaking with his eyes, walked over and looked at the book in Dahlia's hand.
There are a lot of words written in it, which are complex and profound.
Guilliman attempted to decipher the words.
Well, he couldn’t recognize those scribbles either.
These characters are written using a very complex geometric structure and are not human characters.
"Put it up. This is something condensed from the will of the Void Dragon. Everything you want to know is here." Dalia said.
Guilliman placed his hand on it.
Dalia's skin burst into pure golden light.
"You will see the whole truth. You will understand the past of this terrible creature."
Daria whispered.
A terrifying torrent of knowledge poured into Guilliman's mind, allowing him to see everything in an instant.
As the singularity expanded, the universe exploded rapidly, and everything in sight turned into a sea of light.
Then the light slowly disappeared, and a strange race was born in the ashes of the light.
Like countless other races, they were simple and crude when they were first born.
It relies on light for energy to survive and slowly evolves into an energy body that can devour stars.
At this stage, they have a whole new name.
They are called the vampires of the stars.
This race is hated by many civilizations and races because of its special evolutionary path.
Their arrival often means that something is wrong with the star.
Many races try to kill these vampires once and for all.
But this race still survived tenaciously, overcame many disasters that other civilizations could not overcome, and completed its self-evolution.
Even the civilization war that destroyed the universe failed to completely defeat them, but only forced them to retreat to the edge of the dark universe again.
After the War of Civilization, the Warp became chaotic, and the ancient saints who looked like a hybrid of lizards and toads rose up. They tamed the Warp again with the help of Webway technology and began their plan to rebuild life.
In order to prevent his plans from being disrupted, the ancient saints expelled that strange race many times.
Until one day, a weak race called the Necrontyr sought help from this strange race.
The two sides established a cooperative relationship.
The Necrontyr help disembodied races of strange beings materialize.
And surrender your soul and flesh.
They helped the Necrontyr to defeat the Old Ones and gain eternal life.
After this, they got a new name.
Star God.
The War in Heaven breaks out.
The Star God helped the Necrontyr to rebuild their bodies and devoured their flesh, blood and souls.
Relying on the characteristics of isolation from the subspace, the Star God successfully defeated the Ancient Saints.
However, after an internal conflict, the C'tan were betrayed by the Necrontyr-transformed Undeads and were blasted to pieces.
After tens of millions of years of accumulation, one fragment recovered some of its power and escaped to the Earth, which was still in the Middle Ages.
This fragment is the Void Dragon.
People called this terrifying monster that devoured everything the Void Dragon.
Countless knowledge and memories flooded into Guilliman's mind, giving him a clearer understanding of the so-called War in Heaven.
I also have a clearer positioning for the things I greet.
Those gods of the material world.
Those cursed stellar vampires.
They were once expelled, but they survived tenaciously.
Countless fragments of memories flooded into his mind. Guilliman quickly filtered them out, taking what he needed and discarding the rest without hesitation.
After reading these memories, Guilliman found himself standing on a hot and dry land.
The aroma of spices wafted from distant lands and undiscovered countries.
The underground palace cave faded from sight.
Those silver lines that ignored the basic laws of the universe gradually faded, replaced by the gentle curves of rolling hills and a vast, beautiful blue sky.
A rolling heat wave hit us in the face.
Guilliman remained unmoved by this. The heavy Armor of Destiny blocked all of this out, allowing his body to maintain a suitable temperature.
The yellow sand under my feet reflects the high temperature, and ahead is an oasis with a wide river running through it, meandering towards the distant horizon with sparkling water.
In the oasis, a large city built of sun-heated rocks stood on a plateau of dark rock.
Caravans with camels were coming in and out of the city gates, passing through the soldiers' inspection.
With his excellent senses, Guilliman knew that the cargo these merchants were transporting included gold, spices, and precious stones.
"Do you know where this is?" came Dahlia's voice as she walked up from behind Guilliman, her bare feet stepping on the hot sand.
Guilliman examined the men for a moment before he said, "Ancient Earth? Before humanity entered the industrial age?"
"Yes, it's still a long way from the industrial age of mankind. Human nations are scattered all over the place, and they regard the stars in the sky as a symbol of their destiny." Dahlia and Guilliman were standing parallel to each other, looking at the city. "The book records a lot of things, and it is the embodiment of the memory of the Void Dragon. Only by tracing back its memory can we finally talk to it. You have to be prepared. Its power is incredible. Anyone who cannot resist it will turn to dust. Even if you are the Primarch, it is a very dangerous thing to contact the Void Dragon."
"Why did the previous memories enter my mind in fragments, but here an illusion is formed?" Guilliman could sense that he was still in the underground cave. These were all illusions, illusions created by the book on his mind.
"Those before were the experiences of the Void Dragon as a whole, and these are the experiences after the fragments. This is the beginning of its capture and imprisonment, and it is also closely related to humans, so we will enter the illusion." Dahlia explained Guilliman's confusion and began to introduce the situation of the illusion.
"This is an important trade node for several civilized countries. Countries scattered across the Eurasian continent trade and learn through this road called the Silk Road. And this city has become prosperous thanks to the wealth brought by trade."
"The Silk Road." Guilliman sighed. That was at least a thousand years away from the industrial age. "It is indeed a long time ago. What does this have to do with the Void Dragon?"
"Keep watching, she's coming," Dalia said. "Trade has been disrupted, and something lurks on the trade routes, devouring travelers."
Dalia pointed to the distance of the city, where poison filled the air, like a scar attached to the earth.
"The terrible creature from the depths of the void hid in this world and used hunting to restore its strength. It killed many troops and demanded a beautiful girl to be offered every day, otherwise it would destroy the kingdom."
"It is a sad story," said Guilliman. "Humanity has no chance of defeating a monster from space."
"Yes, humans are powerless against these terrible things, except her." Dalia pointed in another direction.
A brave knight wearing golden armor and a red feather helmet rode a black warhorse towards the area covered by poisonous fog.
In his hand he held a spear made of pure silver, on which were engraved many mysterious runes.
Attached to the barrel of the gun was a long white banner with a picture of a flying eagle holding a lightning bolt in its talons.
Seeing the knight appear, Dalia's face showed a pious look.
Guilliman stared at the knight, and when he saw his face, he couldn't help but say, "Father?"
The warrior riding the black horse looked exactly like the Emperor in his memory.
He is very handsome and looks very young.
"In this era, she claims to be a knight of the ancient Roman Emperor Diocletian," Dalia said, "He is highly respected and is ready to eradicate this scourge for the people here."
The knight urged his horse to gallop across the plain, rushing towards the black scar on the earth.
He raised his rune lance and shield.
The monster also jumped out from inside, ready to destroy this poor, overconfident little guy.
That is the Void Dragon.
Half of the Void Dragon's body looks like a reptilian beast, and the other half looks like a disgusting bird.
The huge head is covered with scales, and the tail is twenty meters long.
Its body is as huge as a rolling mountain range, covered with hard, shiny scales.
A shining light emanated from its chest, which was the last remaining light of the star it had swallowed.
There was a vicious fire burning in the eyes of the Void Dragon. It looked at the mounted knight with a sarcastic smile.
It swung its sickle-like claws, and the sturdy black horse was cut into pieces with one blow.
The knight jumped up at the last moment and stabbed the Void Dragon with the rune spear in his hand.
However, the dragon scales were too strong, and the spear was unable to penetrate the Void Dragon's body due to his brute force. Instead, it broke into many pieces.
The knight drew his sword again, and with swift movements he climbed up the opponent's body, hacking at the scaly body.
The Void Dragon is very powerful. The scales on its body are more terrifying than steel plates. Every attack it makes will ripple like liquid mercury, offsetting brute force.
The knight's armor was easily cut by the sickle-like claws, and blood emitting crystal light flowed all over the ground.
The helmet was also blown off.
That handsome face was covered in blood.
Only those eyes still showed fighting spirit.
The knight did not give up and continued to swing his weapon.
His body emitted a golden light, as if he was blessed by the so-called gods.
The Void Dragon circled around the Knight and bit him, roaring triumphantly, ready to taste his flesh and soul.
The knight discovered a weakness of the opponent.
When the Void Dragon is fighting, it always protects an area under its left wing.
Be careful.
Obviously, that place is its weak point.
The wounds left in it by those who betrayed it.
The knight dodged the fatal blow and seized the opportunity. He rolled forward and found a gap under the opponent's left wing where there was no protection from scales.
He shouted and stabbed the rune sword in his hand into that position.
The long sword smoothly penetrated into the body of the Void Dragon.
The golden light poured in along the sword.
The horrible monster let out a deafening wail.
The light of the star burning in the chest slowly dimmed.
The huge body fell down, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
The knight's companions came from afar, they were extremely excited, and they also brought a black chain etched with countless runes.
They worked together to tie up the Void Dragon with iron chains, ensuring that it could never break free and harm humans again.
Excited merchants and city dwellers poured in from the gates, cheering and celebrating the knight's victory over the monster.
Many girls expressed their admiration for the knight.
A businessman wanted to give him some treasure to thank him for what he had done.
However, the Knight did not enjoy the cheers, but told people about it.
Long is not dead, he needs to lock this guy up to prevent him from continuing to do evil.
After saying that, he and his companions used their warhorses to drag the Void Dragon away.
The knight and his companions spent a lot of time dragging the dragon to the world's highest mountain range, the Himalayas.
They followed an ancient and deep tunnel into the mountain and entered a maze.
The maze is ancient and deep, built using complex geometric structures. It should have existed before the rise of humans.
The universe has many secrets, some of which are destined to have no answers.
The same is true for the existence of a maze.
No one knows how it came about.
However, this does not prevent them from using this maze to achieve their goals.
The walls are made of smooth black tiles without any dust or cracks.
They walked paths that were too complex to be recorded.
Go all the way deeper into the maze, where there is another exit.
They followed the exit directly to the desolate Mars, which was shrouded in gases that were unsuitable for human survival.
Seeing this scene, Guilliman almost cursed.
This is too ridiculous.
How many things have the emperor and his minions done in the past!
Why is there a road to Mars deep inside the Himalayas
Guilliman kept a calm expression, showing no inner turmoil, but watched what the Emperor and his companions did.
The Void Dragon was imprisoned in a mountain range on Mars by the Knight and his companions. They built a complex space structure and cut off a part of the space to conceal its existence.
Except for the knight and his companions, no one else could discover the almost invisible entrance to the space-time rift.
"Is this the history of the Void Dragon's captivity?" said Guilliman.
"Yes, the Emperor defeated it and imprisoned it here," Dahlia said. "The Emperor can see things that we cannot see. He foresaw every future and chose the prospects he thought were most reliable, guiding people to follow his path. Pushing in the distant past to achieve something in the present. From the beginning of the transhumanist movement to promoting the perfection of human understanding of science and allowing humans to go to the stars, everything was planned by her. She reserved enough backup for herself to ensure that she could complete her mission."
"Isn't it crazy? He promoted the development of human intelligence, but was worried about its failure. He prepared such an organization to assist his backup plan before humans officially developed. The birth of the Mechanicus was due to the influence of the Void Dragon. Without the Void Dragon, there would be no Mechanicus, no Mechanicus Empire. The grand dream of unifying the galaxy for mankind would not be realized."
"The plan spanned tens of thousands of years, and its scale was so huge that no one dared to imagine what kind of mentality she had to achieve it. He twisted the fate of an entire planet to pave the way for his own plan."
The emotions in Dalia's words were very distorted.
The Emperor is benevolent, and she has always pushed humanity forward.
His shadow can be seen behind all technological developments of mankind.
The Emperor is cruel and cares nothing for the fate of individuals or minorities.
For the collective good, she can sacrifice those people without hesitation.
These cold truths suffocated her.
But the Emperor's love for humanity made her follow his path involuntarily, even at the cost of her life.
She has been guarding here for ten thousand years just to protect this secret.
Once the truth spreads, the existence of the Mechanicus will inevitably be shaken.
The foundations of the human empire will also be shaken.
That would be an unprecedented disaster.
"Madness indeed." Guilliman sighed.
The Emperor is like a silent helmsman, coldly and cruelly demanding that humans move forward along the narrow path that only he can see.
Her life does not allow for any selfish love and is filled with coldness and cruelty. She is destined not to be understood by the world and is destined to make sacrifices.
“But humans need her,” Dalia said sadly. “Once we lose her guidance, humans will soon be swallowed up by the malice of the universe, or become eternal slaves of some powerful being.”
The world cannot imagine the horror of the darkness that the Emperor has kept from their world.
Human beings are incredibly fragile in the face of the universe.
Guilliman did not say anything, he just looked at the scene in front of him in silence.
The Void Dragon was imprisoned in the space-time rift.
The Knight asked a companion to stay behind to make sure the creature didn't break free and be discovered by the alien race that was looking for it.
Then the knight took the others away.
A lone guardian was left behind, fulfilling his duty as a watcher in the darkness.
No one knows his name, and no one knows his deeds.
Guilliman gazed at the images made up of the Void Dragon's memories, then he looked into the depths of the cave.
His next words made Dalia's sad expression suddenly show fear and anxiety.
"I know you can hear me. Come out, and maybe we can make a deal. I'll release you, and you just have to do a few things for me."
"You!" Dalia was stunned when she heard this.
The purpose of one Primarch's arrival was to make a deal with the Void Dragon!
"I smell a liar on you."
The voice echoed in Guilliman's mind, ancient, weathered, and filled with rage.
That powerful will was not as strong as that of the Emperor, but it was also extremely oppressive.
Ordinary people who talk to them will inevitably face extremely heavy oppression and can easily go crazy.
The existence of the other party is unimaginable, indescribable, and ineffable.
"Everyone is a born liar. This is an ability given to us by evolution. As an ancient being with a lifespan comparable to that of the universe, you can understand this, right? Come out. We have the same enemy, and this premise can guarantee that we can make a fair deal. You have ancient wisdom, powerful strength, and a nearly infinite lifespan. What's the point of me deceiving you? Or are you too scared to come into contact with mortals?"
Guilliman said without changing his expression or heartbeat.
A ball of light emitting star light appeared in the void, which was the will of the Void Dragon.
"What kind of deal do you want to make?"
"It'll set you free, and you'll only have to pay a tiny, insignificant price."
“Let me be clear, mortal, what price do I need to pay!
”
"I just need you to help me complete a few projects. Once you're done, I'll release you. If you're willing, I can help you restore your former glory. How about that? This is a very good deal."
Guilliman had a kind smile on his face, looking harmless and sincere.
"What project?"
"I want to build a webway, but the technology I have is incomplete."
"What about the others?"
"We have to finish this first. The rest of the project is very important. If we talk about it casually, it will easily cause trouble. You can choose to accept or refuse. But I have to remind you that I already have unsystematic webway technology in my hands. Even if you disagree, I will at most make it a little more difficult. I don't need you at all. The webway project is just a touchstone for our cooperation."
"How do I know you won't betray me and abandon me after completing the Webway project? I will cooperate with you in stages and ask for rewards in stages. I will reveal the Webway technology to you, and you need to give me 10,000 blood and flesh sacrifices."
Guilliman looked at the Void Dragon and nodded, "Yes. Ten thousand flesh and blood sacrifices, this is not a difficult task."
"Then I will wait for you, ten thousand blood and flesh sacrifices. Bring them here, and I will give you all the webway technology I know."
After saying this.
The Void Dragon disappeared.
The illusion also disappeared, and they were still in the cave.
"Do you want to make a deal with that terrible monster? Do you really want to offer it ten thousand flesh and blood sacrifices? Do you know what kind of disaster will happen once this guy breaks free from his restraints?" Dalia asked the Primarch with an incredible look on her face.
"Relax, Dahlia, the situation is not as bad as you think." Guilliman said with a smile, "This is just a deal. Besides, the situation outside is completely different. You need to go out and understand it before you can make accusations."
The Silent King, head of the Triarchal Council, has returned. With the rise of humanity, the Silent King will inevitably accelerate the unification of the Undead.
Guilliman must prepare for an all-out war with the Necrons.
The Star Gods were backstabbed by the Undead and blown into pieces, but they are immortal. Those fragments were sealed in various dynasties or lost in various places in the galaxy.
Judging from the performance of the Undead in the War in Heaven, it can be said that this race is too crazy.
Once they are sure that they cannot win, they will definitely take various actions that will result in mutual destruction.
It is not impossible to use the fusion of Star God fragments as a bargaining chip to establish a covenant with Star God again.
Guilliman had to prepare in advance to block their back-up plan.
Necrons can make pacts with C'tan.
Humans can do it too.
Of course, Guilliman would not be stupid enough to sell the flesh and souls of human beings to the Star Gods and play mechanical ascension.
That would not be saving humanity, but pushing humanity into the fire pit.
Guilliman would not feel any psychological pressure if he used those aliens to feed the Void Dragon.
Titanium, Groot, and various aliens that are wreaking havoc on the human empire.
Pack it up and feed these vampires.
Why not
"Let us leave this place," said Guilliman. "Once we are outside, I will explain all this to you."
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The wave of reform in Terra slowly seeps into every corner of Terra as the reconstruction work progresses.
In order to ensure Terra's strategic position, the work of rebuilding the food factory and foundry was put back on the agenda.
Without the opposition from the merchant organization, this matter went exceptionally smoothly.
The new plan will ensure that Terra can survive for five to ten years with its own productivity and storage materials even if it encounters a void blockade.
This avoids the terrible situation of the route being cut off and the immediate collapse.
The scale of this reconstruction is unprecedentedly large.
Various wastelands and deserts were reshaped, allowing green plants to reappear on the land of Terra.
Huge, cloud-reaching climate regulators are built on the equator and the poles, forming a huge regulatory network that plans Terra's weather and ensures that Terra will once again become the beautiful sacred home that humans imagine.
This is a brand new technology. According to the conservative tenets of the Mechanicus, this technology is blasphemy against the God of Machines and should not exist or be used.
This technology only reappeared with the reformation of the Mechanicum.
The new government headed by Penny even made an ocean plan, planning to make Terra's ocean reappear.
This is a very great project.
If it can really be completed, the impact will be far-reaching.