After getting Sicarius's permission, Penny sorted out her clothes again and walked in.
As Chancellor of the Empire, she met with Guilliman very rarely.
The Primarch was very cautious. He kept his distance from all senior officials, creating an atmosphere where everyone was trusted and no one was neglected.
Guilliman quietly left Terra for a time, unbeknownst to the common people, and then returned.
He did not give any explanation for this journey.
The soldiers who followed him were also ordered not to talk about the matter.
Penny didn't delve into it further. She knew very well that as the supreme ruler of the empire, the Primarch should have his own secrets.
This kind of thing is inevitable.
The Human Empire is the largest power in the galaxy, possessing territories and armies that no other power possesses.
But humanity’s enemies are equally powerful.
Especially some enemies that cannot be guessed by common sense.
More importantly, humans are still at a disadvantage in the face of those enemies.
The mighty human empire was infiltrated by those gods like a broken sieve.
Humanity battles the ancient gods, seeking a glimmer of hope in their nearly limitless cunning and power.
Being honest with others is a virtue.
But this virtue is not suitable for a ruler.
Civilians can pursue process and so-called justice.
Rulers can only pursue results.
Things like justice, sincerity, kindness, and integrity can all be abandoned in the pursuit of results.
We walked along the corridor into the hall where officials assisting the imperial regent were located.
They were very busy, running back and forth.
The affairs of the entire galaxy are handled here, and those matters are organized into forms and submitted to Guilliman for review.
Don't try to deceive him. Even if he doesn't admit that he is God, his eyes are everywhere.
Any deception is futile, as he will guess the existence of lies from the details.
As long as it is a lie, it must be flawed.
There will inevitably be a day when someone will discover it.
And the Primarch has the ability to detect lies.
It was impossible for mortals to deceive him, and anyone who tried to do so was punished.
The servant standing outside the door saluted Penny and helped her open the door.
After walking in, the door closed, blocking out all the sound.
"Prime Minister." Guilliman sat down and motioned for Penny to sit in front of his desk.
"Lord Guilliman." Penny bowed to him and gave the Eagle Salute. She tried not to be nervous and put on a brave face, looking into Guilliman's eyes.
The Primarch's eyes were very deep, as if they contained the entire starry sky and the infinite wisdom of mankind.
Penny finally gave up the attempt to look directly at him. The wisdom in those eyes was too much for her to bear.
Guilliman has existed for over ten thousand years.
Even though he was sleeping most of the time, he was still an ancient man from ten thousand years ago.
People of his generation have either plunged into Chaos or are already dead.
He and his brother led the army and laid the foundation of the empire.
He also led the establishment of the imperial system after the Horus Heresy.
Now, he returns again to save humanity from the dark apocalypse.
"You have completed the task I assigned to you very well. This is something that deserves praise. I should have awarded you some medals or rewards, but your status is already so high that any further rewards would go beyond the existing laws and systems. For this, I can only express my gratitude to you verbally."
Guilliman's voice was very gentle, making people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.
As a ruler, he can switch between different styles according to different scenarios.
When meeting his subordinates, he couldn't behave like he was on the battlefield.
That would be scary.
"This is what I should do. Do your job well," said Penny.
"Well said. There are few people in the Empire who are as self-aware as you." Guilliman smiled. "My duties on Terra are coming to an end. This may be our last conversation. If we are lucky, we will meet again in the future. If we are unlucky, this will be our last meeting in the real sense."
Many people do not have a clear understanding of the vastness of the human empire's territory.
Spanning tens of thousands of light years, the human empire contains millions of worlds.
If you start from one planet and go to fight somewhere else, it means you may never see those people you once knew again.
Just like the Astra Militarum Legion, when they are assembled and sent to other planets to fight, it means that they can never return to their former home world.
They will fight for decades and eventually forget where they came from. They can only know which planet they are from from the name of the regiment, and everything else has been forgotten long ago.
Family, friends, and brothers will gradually fade away and eventually be completely forgotten.
Guilliman knew that by the time the Indomitable Crusade was truly over, it would take decades, or even hundreds of years.
It is unknown how many people can stay here.
There is a lot to do in the Indomitable Crusade.
Resolve the vortex where the Red Pirates are entrenched.
Solve the problem of the empire, the lair of traitors, the Eye of Terror.
We also need to find a way to solve the big cracks.
Send troops to support the dark side of the empire and rebuild those desolate worlds.
There are so many things to do, it will take a long time to finish them all.
Just like the Great Crusade launched by the Emperor, the Primarchs set out from their home worlds and followed the Emperor to conquer the galaxy.
By the time they returned again, hundreds of years had passed.
Many things have changed and are no longer what they knew.
"My lord, you have countless soldiers. Perhaps you should not leave Terra, but stay here and coordinate the war in the galaxy." Penny said. It would be difficult for the people of Terra to accept that the Imperial Regent left and once again joined the Indomitus Crusade.
They really wanted the Imperial Regent to stay.
The same goes for Penny.
When Guilliman stayed on Terra, people always felt safe.
If he left, even with a larger army, people would be afraid that the monsters would come back.
"The war takes place in the mud. How can the Ruler sit in the palace and make decisions?" Guilliman's tone became serious. "The Empire is burning. Countless worlds are caught in the flames of war, and countless people of the Empire are suffering. Every day I stay here means those people will suffer one more day. The Indomitus Crusade must continue, and I must return to the front line of the war. Only in this way can I inspire those worlds that have fallen into the hands of aliens and demons, and tell them that the Empire is still trying to save them. I summoned you this time just to ask you again to continue my reforms and not let this place return to its previous state."
"I will, Regent. I will uphold the laws and scriptures you have established and ensure that the reforms are carried out." Penny said firmly.
"The system and rules are dead. I don't force you to obey them completely. What's most important is to uphold the good of humanity. Prime Minister Penny, don't relax or be arrogant."
"Humans have many flaws, and these flaws will lead us into the abyss and to destruction. You are fighting an invisible war, a war against human greed, selfishness, and depravity. The system is dead, and even I cannot formulate a perfect system. It will inevitably have problems of one kind or another. What you have to do is to observe the shortcomings of the system and then improve it. You have to listen to the voices of every group, and then reasonably distribute their interests, and use political and legal means to guide them onto the right path."
"Remember, Penny. The Empire belongs to all its citizens. You cannot favor any group. No matter the weak or the elite, you must ensure that they get enough benefits. Another point is to maintain the upward channel for the real elites and reject any form of inheritance. Don't pay attention to the voices of those who are incompetent but want to be superior to others, no matter what their background is. What you have to do is to be absolutely fair and take care of the interests of the majority of people. Only in this way can you establish a stable rear. I don't want to turn around and suppress the rebellion after defeating the enemy. Remember your original intention. I don't want to point the butcher knife at you one day."
Guilliman's words were very serious and very straightforward.
The nobility of Old Terra was wiped out by him.
Thousands of years of accumulation of those families were shattered by him in one day.
The newly enacted laws were extremely harsh. The new imperial generation could not inherit the wealth of their fathers. The inheritance tax of up to 90% and the strict transfer laws fundamentally prevented the birth of a heirloom family.
Descendants in later generations can only rely on their own efforts to obtain corresponding wealth and status.
This practice is extremely heartless and cruel.
But if the empire is to be maintained for a long time, cruelty is needed.
Only this cruel practice can ensure that human geniuses can rise from the masses and occupy an important position to lead the progress of mankind.
Only such cruel practices can ensure that those who hold high positions and control the wealth of human society are elites who have emerged from brutal competition.
Instead of those good-for-nothings who shout about their thousands of years of accumulation and wonder why they lose to those who have studied hard for ten years.
What humanity needs is a genius who has studied hard for ten years, not the waste accumulated over a thousand years.
Kindness to the latter is cruelty to the former.
Tolerating waste is torturing genius.
Guilliman's conversation with Penny also revealed a warning.
If the political system headed by Penny encounters the same situation as the Council of High Lords, then their fate will be no different from that of the Council of High Lords.
He will also ruthlessly clean out the bureaucracy headed by Penny.
"I will never forget your teachings." Penny made a solemn promise, and after Guilliman nodded, she bowed and walked out of the meeting room.
Guilliman sat on the table and watched the Imperial Chancellor walk out.
Power is corrosive and no one can resist its temptation.
People always want to leave some capital for their offspring, and over time, the entire social system becomes distorted.
Some people may say that there is nothing wrong in making money in an honest way and leaving it to future generations!
But wealth is the product of cooperation in human society, and the so-called accumulation of wealth is nothing more than a defect in the distribution system.
It is wrong to take advantage of the flaws in the system to reap the overall wealth of mankind.
Using the power of your parents to open a back door for yourself, using the power granted by the collective to squeeze out other competitors, and thus getting rich, can this also be called your own hard work
It's like a person who speed runs through a game with cheats, and then claims to be better than those gaming experts who have painstakingly researched the game
Some people would say that it’s cheating, and being born beautiful is also a skill.
But once such a person faces a situation where he cannot cheat, his true ability will only bring death to the entire group.
Such a person can plot intrigues in human society, but outside, the aliens and chaos will not tolerate him.
This is why many imperial generals and officials were invincible within the empire.
This Wang Dad, that Li Dad, the common people of the empire looked at these elites who inherited family heritage, and they all felt that they were so majestic. They were simply the modern gods of war in white, awesome figures who could suppress the ages with one hand.
As a result, when he went out, he was pinned to the ground, rubbed, harvested, and beaten until he cried for his parents. He knelt down and shouted to Alien Dad and Chaos Dad to hit him gently.
The reason is that Aliens and Chaos do not recognize the plug-ins of those useless elites.
Anyone who claims that they can achieve wealth and power through their own efforts is, without exception, a liar.
No one can gain power and wealth without being isolated from society.
Guilliman has done all he can, and the rest depends on humanity itself.
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The Eternal Wall Airport is the largest port on Terra, with countless airships landing here to transport goods and personnel.
All transport boats within the Imperial Palace must take off and land here.
The Imperial Guards did not allow any warships or transport boats to appear over the palace, not even their own transport boats.
Prevent those with ulterior motives from using warships or transport boats to attack the palace.
The Imperial Guards are powerful, but they are not invincible.
During the Beast War, the Harlequin Eldar fought their way into the Imperial Palace and almost reached the throne room.
To this end, the Imperial Guards refused any actions that might harm the Imperial Palace or the Emperor.
For this reason, if the Imperial Guards want to go to outer space, they also need to leave the palace and take a transport boat at the port.
Of course, they have their own dedicated transport boats and elevator access to make things quick.
The transport ship to Mordor is ready.
Valerian boarded the Custodes' exclusive elevator and headed for outer space.
As the mechanical servant pressed the start button, a strong push on the back was felt.
From the porthole of the elevator, one can see the tall towers of the spaceport gradually disappearing from view.
The lift engines rumbled through Terra's expanding atmosphere.
The reborn city of Terra became smaller and smaller in the eyes, and the outline of the city became blurry.
The space above the elevator was pitch black, with only a few flickering lights.
The airport terminal is very far away from the ground and is already at the top of the city.
The central buildings of a hive city extend into the stratosphere, and in the case of a forge world hive, they may even extend into low Earth orbit.
The low-Earth orbit is at least 500 kilometers away from the earth's surface. One can imagine how tall the urban buildings in the hive city are.
Valerian walked out of an orbital transfer station as the door opened with a hiss of air pressure.
A scene from outer space came into view.
At this moment, he was on the back side of the planet. The sunlight only appeared on the edge of the planet, and it was dark everywhere else.
The orbital station was ablaze with lights, and soldiers patrolled in full uniform with their weapons drawn.
Spider-shaped automatic riflemen and dull fighter slaves patrolled along designated routes.
The turret stood on the wall of the transfer station, rotating with the beeping of the detection array.
There are hundreds of ships anchored on the orbital station, moored in the void.
Most of them are civilian ships, transport aircraft, cargo ships, fuel transportation, food transportation, industrial product transportation, etc.
These ships came from other planets and arrived on Terra through the Warp.
Place the cargo on Terra, and take Terra's cargo and personnel to other planets.
They are like a swarm of bees, maintaining the lifeline of the Empire and the lifeline of Terra.
A warship adorned with the Imperial double-headed eagle hovered over the harbor.
After confirming the data, Valerian finally determined that it was the ship that would pick him up.
After coming out of the Golden Throne, he did not talk publicly about the enlightenment he had received, nor did he tell anyone privately, as if this thing had never happened.
The guards did not let him speak out, but asked him to firmly follow the emperor's guidance.
Valerian kept the incident to himself.
From the hints and images given by the Emperor, he had a general understanding of what Guilliman was going to do.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to comment on him as a madman or a genius.
There is absolutely no one as arrogant as him among human beings.
Even those ancient civilizations were not as crazy as him.
After boarding the battleship, a group of soldiers went to Mordo with him.
They were fully armed and wearing the latest equipment.
Fully covered exoskeleton armor, automatically locked shoulder cannon, micro-propelled bombs, and equipped with high-energy rifles and magnetic storm grenades.
Their military force is totally not on the same level as previous troops.
Guilliman made full use of the theory of firepower. Even the firepower possessed by an ordinary soldier was comparable to that of a turret.
The ship entered the warp in the safety of the edge of the solar system.
Valerian remained silent from beginning to end. At most, he would move inside the battleship, observe its structure, and be prepared to deal with any emergency.
He even thought about what measures he should take to quickly slaughter his friendly forces on the battleship if they mutinied.
If other passengers knew this idea, they would definitely be terrified.
But this is the code of conduct of the Imperial Guards. They are always on guard against all possible emergencies and try to nip them in the bud.
The battleship re-entered real space in the outer void of Mordor.
This place has been put under martial law.
From the portholes of the battleships, one could see the huge fortifications that were being built, as well as the majestic celestial ships that were so huge that they looked like suspended stars.
Valerian was amazed at what he saw.
It can be seen from those troops how much the Imperial Regent values Mordo.
The battleship was moored in the harbor of the orbital station.
There are many ships here, but they all have military markings, and there are no civilian ships.
This is very unusual.
Even a war world like Cadia, located in the Eye of Terror, would have a large number of civilian ships.
But there are none here, only military ships.
Apparently, the entire galaxy has been designated a restricted military zone.
Valerian was brought to the surface of the planet Mordor by the Mechanical Priest who had been waiting for a long time.
At this time, countless steel buildings have been erected on the surface, and there are only soldiers and technical experts here.
Valerian did not see any of the civilians who originally lived on the planet Mordor. After asking, he learned that they had all been sent to other planets for resettlement.
Finally, Valerian was brought by servants into a large hemispherical building.
Here he saw the person in charge of the military restricted area of the planet Modo.
The opponent was also a radical mechanical sage, with almost no flesh and blood on his body, and was entirely made of machines.
"Welcome, Lord Imperial Guards. The experiment is about to begin. You will be the first lucky ones to witness the future of the empire." The mechanical sage's tone was extremely excited. "A brand new era is about to begin, and the human empire will surely rule over everything."
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A grand ceremony can be very inspiring.
When Guilliman left Terra and prepared to go on the expedition, a grand welcoming ceremony was held throughout the solar system.
Countless people shouted the name of the Imperial Regent and watched this great savior of the Empire board the warship and restart the journey.
Before they knew it, they were already in tears.
Many people held flowers and candles, gathered around the sculptures or open spaces in the square, and prayed that the imperial regent would return victoriously.
On Terra, some excited people kissed the path he walked, seeking to walk with his great soul.
Perhaps they will never see the day when an Imperial Regent sets foot on Terra again, but their descendants will surely benefit from the deeds of this hero.
The roaring warship started up under the gaze of the world, and balls of light appeared in the void.
Countless magnificent war engines were ignited at the same time, and the brilliant light represented the indomitable will of mankind.
Gods, aliens should never dream of defeating this race.
Following the marching order conveyed by the Imperial Regent, captains pushed the forward levers of their warships one by one, and with the help of the Thinker Array, they maintained synchronized acceleration with other warships.
The huge fleet formed battle groups and entered the subspace one by one.
Everyone cried as they watched Macragge's Glory sink into the violent light of the aether and disappear in the currents of the Warp.
The departure of the Imperial Regent may very well be the end of their lives.
The galactic expedition takes too long.
But they also knew that the Imperial Regent would not stay on Terra.
There are countless worlds in the galaxy that need him, and countless humans are in darkness, waiting for his salvation.
He is the savior of Terra and the savior of all mankind.
It would be an extremely selfish idea to keep him in Terra.
The grand ceremony for the Imperial Regent continued until the last expedition ship entered the Warp.
People feel empty and lost.
He came with the light of salvation, saving people from endless suffering and telling them how to pursue beauty and how to shape the future.
When it was time to greet applause and flowers and enjoy the fruits of his labor, he set off again and rushed to the most dangerous front line.
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We are the eyes in the darkness, helping the Great One to see the abominations that lie in the shadows.
We are destined to have no honor, no reward, and no one to remember us.
Dressed in black, Kunbis took one last look at the homeland that raised him.
He stepped resolutely onto a cargo ship bound for other parts of the galaxy.
The rest of his life has been given a heavy mission.
There is no end but death. The mission ends when one falls into eternal silence.
Human nature is a very scary thing.
No perfect system can avoid the influence of human nature.
Under the entanglement of various emotions, even the best system will eventually become corrupt, and the phenomenon of bad money driving out good money will occur.
For this reason, supervisors are needed to monitor the world.
On the surface, there are the Assassins' Court and the Inquisition to supervise the empire.
However, even the most perfect supervision system may still have loopholes.
The Assassin's Court is controlled by the Grand Master, and the Inquisitors have too much power and autonomy due to their special nature.
For this reason, Guilliman still needs another means of supervision to ensure that the Imperial system is not corrupted.
That's the man in black.
Their role is to help the supreme ruler observe every place, avoid institutional corruption caused by deceiving the superiors and deceiving the subordinates, and supervise the imperial bureaucracy.
The Men in Black will not accept any orders and will not appear in any official files.
They are the shadow of the empire.
Their job is just to observe and report.
And they will also be an extension of the influence of the Imperial Regent.
They oversee all departments, including the Inquisition, to ensure that the crimes of the Inquisitors or those who attempt to tamper with the imperial system are punished and to maintain the reform achievements of the Imperial Regent.
In order to ensure fairness, these men in black will be implanted with ideological stamps at the soul and biological levels.
Even if they are infected by Chaos, these people will subconsciously be loyal to Humanity and the Empire.
Their bodies have been modified to ensure that what they saw cannot be forgotten or tampered with.
The device in their bodies would automatically upload their data to the nearest Imperial database at regular intervals, and then send it to Terra.
Kunbis boarded a cargo ship and followed countless cargoes and passengers to other galaxies.
He would never allow disgusting parasites like the Escher family to destroy the great cause of the imperial regency.
Those damned ones who try to pollute the empire with blood, family, or some messed up relationships will be punished.
The men in black are the scissors of the Empire, used to prune those fools who think they are above the laws of the Empire and to ensure that the big tree of the Empire will not grow crooked again.
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On Mount Olympus, a mountain of steel buildings, Cawl watched the Imperial Regent walk away.
He did not become one of them.
There are more important missions for him to do.
Staying in Terra will allow me to play a better role.
The Indomitable Crusade was far less important to him than the matter at hand.
Modo's alien universe research plan and the matters concerning the Void Dragon are both top priorities.
War is the business of the Primarchs and the Imperial soldiers.
As a scholar, it was inappropriate for Kaur to be involved in such things.
After watching the expedition fleet led by the Imperial Regent disappear at the edge of the solar system, Cawl looked away.
Behind him, the Mechanical Sage Sigma also withdrew his gaze.
"How are the preparations going?" Cawl looked at Sigma and asked.
"Everything is almost ready. We have captured a group of alien creatures from a planet, enough to complete the transaction." said Sage Sigma.
Kaul nodded. "This matter is confidential. We cannot discuss it casually until the results come out."
"I understand." Sage Sigma nodded, and his mechanical neck made a buzzing sound.
"Let's go." Cawl turned and headed towards the sanctuary. The Imperial Regent had already reached a deal with the Void Dragon. They would exchange their flesh and soul for the knowledge in each other's hands and consolidate the alliance.
Void Dragons and humans have a common enemy: the Undead.
The backstab of the Space Undead was the reason why the Star God left the stage.
After all, the Ancient Saints had already failed and the Eldar Empire had not yet risen.
In the Milky Way, the Star God is already the undisputed overlord.
However, he was backstabbed by the Undead and beaten to pieces.
The sanctuary at the entrance to the rift where the Void Dragon is imprisoned has been repaired and security has been strengthened.
After passing through layers of inspection, Kaul entered the interior of the sanctuary.
At this time, there were more than a dozen suspended rail cars parked inside the sanctuary.
The suspended rail car was filled with cages, and armed crusaders and machine slaves were guarding the prisoners inside.
With a quick glance, Cole obtained the data of these prisoners from his personal database.
They are not humans, but an alien race called Andorians.
The Andorians have been active in the Hazy Star Region for a long time and are also a recently rising alien race.
They are upright-walking creatures like humans.
But there is a big difference between the two.
The Andorians have very distinct racial characteristics.
In addition to the red skin, the most typical feature is the two tentacles on the head.
According to the research of the Mechanical Priest, the tentacles of the Andorians can allow them to better sense the Warp, making it easier for their consciousness to enter the High Heavens.
They possess stronger psychic physiques than humans, and even the development of their civilization follows the path of psychic technology.
It’s a pity that their technological capabilities are still too weak compared to humans.
In order to gather enough souls for the Void Dragon, Guilliman had long ago ordered people to search for a group of alien creatures.
Taking advantage of the Great Rift and the empire's external and internal troubles, invading the empire and enslaving the Andorians on the border planets became the best option.
The Andorians faced off against the Empire's fleet supporting the border worlds, and for a time they witnessed the cruelty of mankind.
Except for a few who escaped and went beyond the coverage of the Star Torch.
The rest were either massacred or taken captive to Terra.
Kaul opened the sanctuary again, just as the imperial regent had done in the past.
This time, instead of moving forward, he called out to the guardian Dalia.
Soon, a suspended train appeared in the deep tunnel, arriving as silently as a ghost train.
Guardian Dalia is on the train.
Seeing the newly renovated sanctuary and the many detained alien slaves, she frowned slightly.
"Are you sure you want to do that? The Void Dragon is not a good thing. Once you trade with it, it is likely to bring very serious consequences that you cannot afford."
"That's what the Regent meant," said Call.
"What about him? Didn't he come this time?"
"He has already set out. Messages for help have been sent from many star regions at the same time. The offensive of the aliens and demons is increasing. He can't waste any more time. For this reason, I will fulfill my promise to the Void Dragon and offer him the flesh, blood and soul he wants."
"I was thinking of advising him that the Void Dragon is not a good creature to deal with. If something goes wrong, humanity will suffer a catastrophe." Dalia said in a serious tone, and she was not exaggerating.
The race of void dragons is also called stellar vampires, soul devourers.
Once it recovers, humans will surely become its food.
"Everything in this world is risky." Cawl looked at Dalia. "You have been away from the Empire for too long and know nothing about the plight of mankind. We have reached the most dangerous moment."
"But what you are doing will only make the human condition worse. It won't improve it at all," said Dalia.
"I have no intention of arguing about this. Time will tell. The gods have invaded reality and the empire is heading for destruction. Even if it gets worse, it won't be worse than this. We are ready. If humans don't exist, then there is no need for the galaxy to exist."
Hearing Kaur's firm words.
Dalia sighed.
"Come in, I hope you won't regret what you did today in the future."
Kaul did not argue with Dalia anymore, but instead had the alien slaves taken into the tunnel.
This time was even faster than the previous one, they escorted the alien captives to the silver cave.
Looking at the silver light, Kohl knew that was the true will of the Void Dragon.
The entire cave is its body.
"You played a trick." The voice of the Void Dragon came from the void.
Seeing that the sacrifice was not a human, its tone was very calm and it just asked a question lightly.
Having lived for so long, the Void Dragon is not mentally retarded. On the contrary, it possesses extraordinary wisdom and can see through all conspiracies and tricks.
It had long been expected that humans would complete transactions in this way.
It doesn't care, as long as it's soul and flesh.
It's so hungry.
After sleeping for so long and waking up, he was locked up by the Emperor before he could even eat a few meals on Earth.
I've been hungry for tens of thousands of years.
If he could materialize eyes, the Void Dragon felt that his eyes would have to be red.
My eyes are red from hunger!
It's such a sin. Not only was I backstabbed by those metal skeletons, but I was also locked up here by humans.
Thinking back to the time when he was still the leader of the Star Gods.
What a wonderful life it is.
Now, the tiger is in a desperate situation and is being dealt with by humans for just ten thousand souls.
Also take the alien's soul.
It's like treating a dignified star god as a beggar.
"Their flesh and blood are purer, and their souls are more delicious." Kaul said, "We provide what you want, and you provide what we want. This is a transaction recognized by both parties!
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"You are cunning, mortal." The Void Dragon appeared in front of everyone, just a ball of light, emitting a soft silver glow.
"This is just a deal." Kawl stared at the ball of light. "Ten thousand souls in exchange for the webway knowledge in your hands. Do you want to go back on your word?"
"Won't."
As the voice of the Void Dragon sounded.
A silver light constantly interweaves in the air.
Finally, a silver memory chip was formed.
Kaul tested it and found no problems.
"My knowledge of the Webway is stored in it. I hope you won't get yourself trapped in it." The voice of the Void Dragon came from the ball of light.
Then, the ball of light turned into countless fine silver rays of light and sank into the bodies of the Andorians.
The red bodies of the aliens were shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, their bodies all turned into sand.
Some of the Andorians shouted in fear in their own language and banged on the cages.
But the guards on the side remained indifferent, and soon the aliens begging for mercy fell silent.
All that was left in the cells were piles of sand.
"It's been a long time since I tasted such delicious food. What a great feeling. It reminds me of the feast provided by the Necrontyr, with trillions of souls and flesh. Perhaps you humans should also abandon this useless flesh and soul, which will only make you the prey of the gods. You can embark on the true mechanical path and gain eternity through alternative means."
The Void Dragon absorbed all the souls and flesh, looked at Kawl, and said temptingly, "Flesh and blood are full of suffering and have their limits. Only machines are eternal and can truly fight against the gods."
"Cawl said, "Humans are not that stupid. Soulless machines are doomed to fail. Even if they can survive, they will eventually be eliminated by time, just like the Undead."
"It's up to you. When will the next transaction start?" said the Void Dragon.
"That depends on the Imperial Regent's opinion. Your technology needs to be verified before you can continue trading," said Kaul.
"It's up to you. Anyway, I've been here for tens of thousands of years, and I don't mind staying here any longer."
The Void Dragon acted as if it didn't matter.
Use this as negotiating capital.
It doesn't want humans to think that it really wants to go out, and thus use this matter to constantly seduce it.
Only by taking the initiative can you control the overall situation.
"You won't have to wait too long. There will be a war between the Human Empire and the Undead. You will soon get a chance for revenge."
"Revenge, it sounds wonderful. Go, mortal, take my gift and drive the gears of fate. I wait for the day when your promise becomes reality."
Kaul shook his head. "This is not your gift. This is a commodity for trade. Don't make it sound like you are so generous."
"It's all the same. Go ahead, the gears of fate have turned, and I'm waiting for the day when humans declare war on the Necrons. Then, we'll be allies."
The voice of the Void Dragon came from the ball of light.
Kohl was silent for a moment, looked at the ball of light formed by the void dragon, took the storage chip given by the other party and turned around and walked out.
The knowledge of the webway is already in hand. Although it is incomplete, it can be used.
The Webway Project can begin.
In the first stage, you can conduct research while trying to build on unimportant planets to accumulate experience.
If the Imperial Regent could obtain complete Webway knowledge from the Eldar, he would be able to quickly absorb and digest it, integrating it into a Webway exclusive to humans.