Calgar walked towards Guilliman's study with a heavy heart.
It was the favorite place of the Imperial Regent, where he handled various important government affairs.
The Victory Laurel is Calga's flagship and also has many artists on board.
No artist wants to remain unknown.
In order to gain recognition, they placed their works on both sides of the corridors.
The more important the gallery, the more exquisite the works displayed.
The corridor that Calgar walked on was also the one that many high-ranking officials of the empire walked on when they met him.
For this reason, the corridors are filled with sculptures or paintings by those artists.
They hope that some high official or chapter master will understand their art, so that they can achieve success and fame.
Karga was a little unhappy about this phenomenon, and thought that it would be better to give each person a gun and let them go to war.
Guilliman allowed this, and required all battlegroups to have a narrator and artist.
The former maintains an impartial record of history, while the latter represents human’s emotional thinking about the universe.
Art is a catalyst for technology.
Humanities are the driving force of science and technology.
Calgar had no choice but to accept the request of his genetic father.
Sicarius was responsible for Guilliman's security.
When Karl arrived, the other party was standing guard at the door.
The Glory Guards formed a perfect semicircle, forming a blue pottery wall with golden wings and skulls.
They will stop anyone who tries to see the Imperial Regent.
Only those who have passed the most rigorous screening can pass the security line they have built.
"Captain." Sicarius stepped out from the Honor Guard and saluted Calgar.
Calgar nodded, looking at Sicarius with bitterness in his eyes.
Sicarius is the Second Captain of the Ultramarines and the strongest contender for the position of Chapter Master.
Now no one knows where Agman has been sent by the Primarch!
Without a doubt, if one was looking for someone to replace him, it would be Sicarius.
Calgar accepted the inspection of the Honor Guards. Even though he was the Chapter Master, the safety of the Primarch was above all else.
"Congratulations, Sicarius," said Calgar.
Confusion appeared on Sicarius's handsome broad face, "I wonder what good news there is?"
"You know," Karga said, "there's no need to hide it. I failed and lost the Red Earth Planet. This was a huge strategic mistake. Someone must be held responsible for this, and I am the person responsible. The regent will find someone to replace me, and you are the most promising person."
Hearing this, Sicarius looked Calga up and down, and from the other's eyes, he could tell that he was not joking.
Realizing that Calgar did not understand the overall strategy of the Imperial Regent, Sicarius smiled, "It seems that in front of the Imperial Regent, we are all just simple fools."
Calgar sighed, "Even with such a powerful force, I still lost the Red Earth. I am indeed a fool. I am ready for the Atonement Expedition. Even though it cannot make up for my mistake, it is the only thing I can do."
Sicarius smiled even more brightly, with a rare hint of mischief. "Don't worry, I will see you off, Chapter Master. Your sculpture will still be preserved on Macragge as a memorial to your past achievements. Go, admit your mistakes to the Primarch, and then rush to the eternal battlefield like a warrior. When your body is brought back, all your crimes will be forgiven."
"You look very happy." Calgar looked at Sicarius and clenched his fists. He felt that the other party was laughing at him.
"No, Chapter Master, I'm sad. It's so sad. The great Captain Calgar is about to leave us, and I, who am useless, will take over the position of Chapter Master. It makes me nervous and confused. Go in, my lord, the regent is waiting for you. When you come out, please be sure to hand the appointment letter to me. Also, be humble. After all, the loss of Red Planet is not a trivial matter." Sicarius' tone was relaxed and he didn't care about the plight of the empire after the loss of Red Planet.
Karga originally wanted to scold him, but when he thought about how it was all his fault, he suddenly lost his courage. He could only sigh and walk into the study.
The heavy mechanical door opened with a hissing sound from the pressure device.
The first thing Calgar saw when he came in was Guilliman standing by the window.
In front of the Primarch was the starry Milky Way.
And the Primarch is like a god who controls the entire galaxy.
The dome and two walls of the study are made of special reinforced glass, providing a very wide view.
You can even see the entire ship in its entirety.
Everything from the massive bow plowshare to the outer edges of the city-sized engine stack was clearly visible.
There are many large ships next to the Victory Crown.
This is a magnificent fleet.
Even without firing a single shot, you can easily make the world surrender.
Beside Guilliman, the projector was still working, outlining the shattered Red Planet.
The Nakmond Corridor is closing.
The evacuation has begun.
Humanity lost this vital lifeline, and Terra's connection with the dark side of the Empire was severed.
Wearing heavy armor, Calgar knelt down on one knee with difficulty, and the servo system inside the armor hummed.
He said with guilt, "Father, forgive me."
Calgar's body contains many special organs and coiled chains of supplementary genetic codes, as well as a warhead engine and the Heart of Guilliman that condenses the Empire's latest technology, all of which were taken from the Primarch.
Guilliman was not his real father.
But Guilliman was the closest person Calgar could ever get.
Their blood is connected.
Guilliman turned his head to look at Calgar who was kneeling on one knee, his eyes showing a hint of astonishment. Why did he kneel down and admit his mistake just because of a disagreement!
But before he could say anything, Karga spoke again.
"I originally thought that the tight defense would be enough to stop the Chaos attack, but who would have thought that the enemy would be so crazy."
Guilliman stared at Calgar, and after a moment, he smiled.
"I have already guessed the result. You don't have to feel guilty. Everything is within the tolerance of the plan. Stand up, Calgar. I don't like people kneeling in front of me. You have done your job very well. The Black Legion has suffered heavy losses. Without a thousand years, it will be difficult for them to recover."
"But we lost the Nachmond Corridor, and Terra's connection with the dark side of the Empire was also cut off." Calgar said guiltily.
"That was just a battlefield destined to be lost. Its mission was to lure more enemies into crashing into the walls we built. This mission was accomplished very well. The corpses left by the Black Legion were enough to cover the entire world. Get up, Calgar. The loss of Red Earth Planet is irrelevant. We have other ways to pass through the Great Rift."
A look of surprise appeared on Calgar's face. He stood up, and the sound of the servo system in his armor echoed in the room and mixed with the sound of the projector.
Guilliman stared at Calgar and spoke slowly, "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about the Nachmond Corridor. The cunning of the Black Legion is beyond our imagination. Abaddon is cautious, and with the assistance of the gods and those cunning wizards, we will fail as long as they see anything wrong. For this reason, I can't tell you the truth. Only if you use your power can you deceive them and make them think that the Empire cares about the Nachmond Corridor. Only then will they continuously invest their troops here and try to completely strangle us."
"But without the Nachmond Corridor, how are we supposed to maintain the relationship between Terra and the dark side of the Empire?" asked Calgar.
"The research on lighthouses has matured. With the lighthouses built throughout the galaxy, the Empire's ships can locate their coordinates in real time and appear accurately in various parts of the galaxy. Without the Nachmond Corridor, we will not be cut off." Guilliman said.
"Then why do we have to go to war on the Red Earth with such fanfare?" Karga asked puzzledly.
"The Red Earth and Alert Stars are only used to consume the enemy. The Empire has been in a passive defensive position for a long time. The enemy holds the initiative to attack. They can launch attacks on us at any time. They control any time and any place. We can only cope with it. The Nakmond Corridor is a good bait that can make them invest a large number of troops and consume them. They think they have won the victory, but soon they will know one thing, that is, they have done nothing, except sacrificing a large number of troops and slaves. Nothing."
Guilliman stared at Calgar and continued, "Not only did you lead the Imperial forces to complete this strategic mission, you also snatched the Spirit of Vengeance from Abaddon, recovered the fragment of Sanguinius' soul, and depleted the traitors of the Eye of Terror to their weakest level in history. You have made great contributions, Calgar. You have not failed in any way, but have won a victory that changed the future of the Empire."
Calgar was stunned. He looked at his genetic father. Judging from the other party's serious expression, this was not a joke.
The sincerity of the Primarch's words swept away his guilt, and a strong sense of pride burned in his body.
Guilliman patted his shoulder armor and said, "Calgar, you will receive the corresponding medal, and then you will be thrown into another battle without stopping. The counterattack of mankind is about to begin, and the ferocity of the gods will be far greater than before. Are you ready?"
"Yes, father, I have already made all the preparations." Karga said excitedly, "I am ready to sacrifice everything for your will."
"Very good." Guilliman smiled even more brightly. "The Indomitable Crusade continues, and we still have many powerful enemies to deal with. Be prepared, Calgar, new challenges are coming."
"I am ready to destroy all enemies of humanity, father." Calgar said firmly.
Guilliman nodded with satisfaction, then asked Calgar to go out. After returning to the main force, a new round of war meeting would begin.
New battlefields will open up in the galaxy, and there will be many things they need to deal with.
Calgar walked out of the study, and Sicarius was still outside performing his duties.
The other person's eyes were smiling, and it was obvious that he already knew that Calgar would not be punished.
What I said just now was just a joke.
Karga didn't hold any grudges.
He himself could not see the overall plan of the regent, which led to this joke.
"It seems that the date for me to become the chapter commander will have to be postponed." Sicarius said with a smile as he looked at Calga who came out.
Karga couldn't help but sigh, "Compared with the Regent, our wisdom is insignificant. He has everything under control, and he has planned everything. Even my mistakes have been foreseen by him."
"Every second I spend with adults gives me the illusion that my own wisdom is like that of an ant," Sicarius said with a smile.
"He is the sun that guides everything, and we are just fireflies in the darkness." Karga said self-deprecatingly.
"Then we should unite closely around him, trust him, and fight for him," Sicarius said.
"That's true." Karga said, "We should not have any doubts about the regent. We just need to have absolute trust in him."
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The minions of the gods will never give up poisoning humanity.
A terrible plague has swept across the outer worlds of Ultramar.
A cursed name that echoes in the ears of the people of the Empire, making them cry and fear, making them scream in their sleep.
Mortarion, the Daemon Primarch who betrayed the Emperor, the executor of Nurgle's will, the despicable traitor, the sower of plague.
Andy stood in knee-deep sewage, staring at the plague zombies walking out of the broken forest, and ordered to open fire.
Behind her is the only remaining hive city on the world of Pandor.
Many areas of the hive city have been reduced to ruins.
The sudden plague attack caused heavy casualties in the world of Panduo.
The local garrison was wiped out within the first month of the invasion.
Tens of millions of residents were afflicted by the plague and turned into zombies.
Andy watched the zombies being pierced by lasers, making a crackling sound.
But her expression didn't change at all.
Cold, without fear, and without any information to repel the enemy, just like a cold robot.
She commanded the Sarah 001 Corps.
The Sara system, like the Natal system, belongs to Ultramar, to the Great One.
The fate of the Kosala galaxy was much more difficult.
When the Imperial Regent just woke up, the whole of Ultramar was in chaos, with invading enemies everywhere, and people were struggling in despair and darkness.
The Sara galaxy where Andy is located is invaded by a plague lord.
She was just an ignorant little girl at that time.
Faced with those brutal enemies, she could only cry in fear in her grandmother's arms.
All her relatives died in that invasion.
Including her grandmother who took her on the run and her younger brother who depended on her for survival.
They are all dead.
Andy will never forget those scenes.
"Andy, you've grown up. Take care of your grandmother and brother." The armed father hugged her for the last time and then turned and left.
"Sister, I am a little man and I will protect you." The younger brother said with his chest puffed out.
"Run faster, Andy, run like the wind like you used to." The younger brother fell in a pool of blood, his head smashed like a watermelon by the cultists, and the elderly grandmother hugged the cultist's feet tightly and shouted at her.
Andy will never forget those moments of hatred.
She witnessed her parents' passing.
Witnessing the death of his only relative.
Witness the heroic commander Jian begging for a final mercy to save him from the plague.
The son of Sara never forgot those hatreds.
Now, she is the commander of the first regiment formed by the rejuvenated Sara system.
An outstanding imperial general.
A warrior who would sacrifice everything for the Imperial Regent.
After Sara was rescued by the Imperial Regent, the orphans were gathered together for training and study to fight against the Chaos enemy.
The Sarah No. 1 Corps is a pure corps composed of orphans.
This group also has another nickname, which is the Revenge of the Sons of Sara.
Andy would never forget the terrible crimes committed by the Dark Gods.
Those horrific memories still torment all the survivors of that battle.
She has taken a vow.
She will never stop fighting until the Chaos Gods fall.
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The well-trained Sons of Sara opened fire one after another. The dense laser beams pierced through the zombies, followed by another round of artillery fire.
The defenders poured out artillery fire frantically, completely wiping out everything.
When the bombardment died down, only broken limbs were left on the battlefield.
There was no joy on Andy's face. She knew very well that the zombies were just a way for the traitors to torture the defenders.
A buzzing sound was heard.
The overwhelming swarm of flies came rolling over like a black cloud.
The Empire's flamethrowers also took out their weapons and sprayed out streams of scorching flames. Large swarms of flies were burnt, emitting a foul smell that soon covered the entire surface of the ground.
Andy adjusted his protective mask.
Those flies carry terrible diseases, and being bitten by them can have disastrous consequences.
Green acid rain fell from the sky, and wriggling insects fell with the raindrops.
The acidity of rain is not enough to burn the skin, but it is enough to destroy protective clothing through cumulative erosion.
The fog rolled in as the acid rain fell.
"What's the situation? Andy." The voice of the superior commander came over the communication.
"The enemy has retreated. They seem to be testing us," said Andy.
"Don't underestimate those guys. As lackeys of the gods, they are much more cunning than we think."
"I understand," Andy said.
"Be prepared to deal with a high-intensity war at any time. The enemy fleet has entered the Pandor system, and the situation is not good. It is estimated that they will find an opportunity to airdrop soon. Those Chaos Warriors and Cultists are not easy to deal with."
After a brief conversation, the call was disconnected again.
Andy saw a corner of the Tianyu battlefield from the public military channel.
A large number of animated warships leaped out of the warp space, and intensive artillery fire bombarded the Empire's void defense line.
Massive beams, torpedoes, missiles, and shells filled the void.
The largest of these Chaos animated warships was the Endurance, which was put on the hunt by the Imperial Navy.
"The cursed man," Andy whispered, "will have to pay the price for his abyssal crime."