"Is that anger?"
Jaghatai used the long sword in his hand to knock away Mortarion's scythe, with contempt and mockery in his tone.
Mortarion spread his wings, and the blessing of the God of Plague surged in his strong and powerful body, allowing his speed to reach the extreme in an instant.
The sickle in his hand turned into endless afterimages, and in an instant he launched thousands of attacks.
"You will die here, Chagatai. I promise you."
Chagatai's speed was also maximized, and a pair of wings appeared behind him.
A pair of eagle wings represents extreme speed.
Chogoris's war eagle is always chasing speed.
He firmly believed that his speed could overcome fate, and the scimitar in his hand could quickly cut through the throats of all enemies and end their lives.
"I said you can't do it, Mortarion. You are as incompetent as ever. You have never succeeded in anything. You couldn't even unify your own planet. You also lost your dignity and were sold to the Plague God by your own subordinates. You are just a pathetic unlucky guy."
A terrible shock wave rippled between them.
Jaghatai perfectly blocked every blow from Mortarion.
His words irritated Mortarion's nerves and made him even angrier.
This is a humiliation, a naked humiliation.
"You are just a slave of the gods, but I am a pursuer of freedom." Chagatai's words were cold, and the blade in his hand was as fast as thunder. Mortarion used the sickle in his hand to block it, but the whole person suddenly retreated because of the heavy blow.
"There is no difference between us. You serve my father, and I serve the ancient primordial beings. Both are the same. Have you not heard the echoes of the Song of the Emperor? How long do you think it will take for the God-Emperor to be born?" Mortarion grinned grimly, dark shadows circling around him, and a strange fog emanated from him.
They are all Primarchs.
All have fought against the alien's terror champion.
He has also killed those huge strange beasts.
During the Great Crusade, they had killed countless powerful enemies and destroyed those civilizations that dared to raise the banner of resistance.
Even though there are some differences between the two, their strengths are almost the same.
Mortarion was blessed by the gods, and Jaghatai had long since realized who he was.
Their battle was indecisive.
"As difficult as ever." Mortarion whispered, the scythe in his hand exuding a hateful evil.
"You can surrender. You are not an important person anyway. No one will care whether you are captured or not." This time, Chagatai took the lead in launching the attack.
His knife was much faster than people imagined, and only its afterimage was visible.
Mortarion was extremely angry, and the giant sickle in his hand slashed at the opponent's path. The hateful evil energy of the Warp shot out from the silence, rolling up a cloud of ash and mixed with dust.
"You will never be able to match my speed, Mortarion," Jaghatai taunted, his words another weapon, hammering at Mortarion's inner defenses.
Chagatai's fighting skills were barbaric and rough, with his sharp blade flying as fast as stars and as swift as a storm.
Every strike carries the power to split mountains and split seas.
Mortarion could only passively defend himself, and was unable to fight back due to Chagatai's swift attack.
"Do you think you are nobler than I am?" Mortarion roared, struggling to draw strength from the Warp.
His reaction speed is a bit slower than Chagatai's, but his resilience is impressive.
If anyone else had suffered the blow he was experiencing now, they would have collapsed long ago, but Mortarion was able to remain calm.
His strength recovered quickly during the battle.
All the blows were absorbed.
Jaghatai's sword cut through Mortarion's armor and cut through his body, but the other party did not show any pain.
Mortarion's tenacity is legendary, as is his ability to absorb the force of blows.
Each Primarch has its own characteristics.
And Mortarion's characteristic is tenacity.
He possesses an extraordinary ability to endure suffering.
After becoming a demon, this characteristic was infinitely magnified.
The Mortarion of today is no longer what he used to be. He has long since broken free from the constraints of reality and has become twisted and grotesque.
The energies of the Warp surged through his veins, coursing beneath his badly mutated skin.
Ordinary attacks could not take his life, nor cause him serious damage.
"Of course I am nobler than you. Admit it, Mortarion, you are a waste. You have lost your legion and become a slave to the gods. Even Typhon can step on you. What a sad thing."
Chagatai launched another fierce attack, his eyes revealing determination. If necessary, he could fight with Mortarion until the end of the world.
A hunter not only needs speed, but also endurance.
The only way to hunt successfully is to outlast the prey.
Chagatai's words hurt Mortarion. After forcing Chagatai back with the sickle in his hand, he retreated back into the demon tide.
"I cannot defeat you quickly, but I can make you fall here, Jaghatai," Mortarion whispered. "You fight alone, but I have help."
Plague Marines and powerful demons from the demonic tide walked up to Mortarion.
It was obvious that Mortarion had given up the idea of fighting alone.
He just wanted Chagatai to die, and it didn't matter what means he used.
"You will only be despised, traitor." A faint voice interrupted Mortarion's arrogant speech.
Andy limped over, the exoskeleton humming on her body.
The arcs of electricity from the specially customized power sword jumped and crackled in the air.
She stood beside the Primarch.
"An Imperial hero is never alone."
Facing this scene, Mortarion's expression became even uglier.
Chagatai smiled. "Even mortals despise you, Mortarion. How pathetic you are. Besides, who gave you the information that I was alone? You should know that you are not the only one in this world who can summon helpers. I can do it, too."
Flashes of light appeared behind Chagatai, disturbing the heavy fog.
Fully-armed Primaris warriors walked out from them, their eyes full of anger, the weapons in their hands leaping with terrible arcs of light, they could no longer suppress their inner desire to kill, eager to fight for the Regent of the Empire.
In addition, there is a group of warriors with flames burning all over their bodies. They have bodies that no creature in the mortal world has. The weapons in their hands are burning with the fire of will, which is the most effective weapon to expel demons.
They are followers of Jaghatai, some are White Scar warriors who followed him in the past, and some are Imperial heroes who were lost in the Warp.
"Today, you will die." After Chagatai finished speaking, he jumped high and swung the long sword in his hand again at such a fast speed that it swept away everything.
The warriors under his command also followed him into the demon tide.
The fight between the two sides instantly became intense.
The Imperial warriors separated the Demonic Tide and Mortarion, creating an environment for a duel between the two.
Chagatai was already confident of victory, and he put all his strength into every attack without worrying about any problems that might arise later.
In the endless void, the human empire still has an unparalleled army, and they are destined to achieve victory today.
Chagatai's state of mind at this moment was completely different from his state of mind during the Battle of Terra.
In the Battle of Terra in the past, the Empire was in a weak position, and several of his battles with Mortarion were fought under the siege of traitors.
In a situation like that, only an absolute madman would give up everything to fight.
Chagatai was not a madman, so he could not give up everything to fight.
He was the Primarch, and his survival depended on the defence of Terra.
Now, the Empire is in a strong position.
If it weren't for the support of the subspace and the use of strange witchcraft, the cultists in the Pandor galaxy would have been defeated long ago.
Chagatai naturally dared to give it a try without any scruples.
His attacks became more fluent and spontaneous, and the power on the blade became stronger and stronger.
Mortarion could only defend passively.
At this moment, the dark clouds were illuminated by a shining light, and dazzling spears of light fell from the sky, instantly wiping out the demons and traitors within hundreds of meters of the landing point.
Under the guidance of ground forces, the defenders of the hive city were bombarded by orbital ships.
The Supreme Command had been preparing for this counterattack for a long time.
They used various plans to trick the plague ships out of low-Earth orbit, allowing the Imperial fleet to take control of low-Earth orbit.
Mortarion saw that the light spears had smashed the demon tide into pieces, and the ground forces of the human empire began to advance steadily again, and he suddenly became a little panicked.
He had vowed before to seize Panduo Star, but now the situation seems a little bad.
If I lose, I'm afraid Typhon will mock me again.
While Mortarion was distracted, the blade in Chagatai's hand broke through his defense and pierced his bloated flesh.
Mortarion let out a cry of pain, swung the scythe in his hand, forced the opponent away, and then staggered back a few steps.
Chagatai still stood proudly, his eyes like an eagle's, extremely terrifying.
He suddenly leaped forward, and the long sword in his hand went straight to Mortarion. The opponent responded hastily and was beaten back step by step.
"Damn it." Mortarion knew that he had lost this time.
After his shoulder was severely hit by Chagatai again, he used the sickle in his hand to force the opponent away, took a few steps back, and was engulfed by a thick green mist.
Chagatai used the long sword in his hand to disperse the thick fog, but there was no trace of Mortarion anymore.
"Coward." Chagatai whispered, "But where can you run to? I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."
A moment later, several warships broke through the Empire's void defense line and rushed towards the bloated Endurance.
Jaghatai returned to his warship and launched a pursuit of Mortarion.
This time, he was going to bring this damn guy back to Terra.
No matter where Mortarion ran to, he would catch this guy and bring him back.
At Mortarion's urging, the Endurance turned and jumped into the warp, with Jaghatai's warships following closely behind.
The departure of leader Mortarion caused chaos in the plague troops of the Pandor system.
Several war lords have claimed control of the army, making it impossible for all parties to coordinate and fight on their own.
Originally, this army could only rely on witchcraft and Mortarion's command to fight against the imperial army.
Now, Mortarion has fled, and the several warbands participating in this war are at odds with each other and are fighting each other.
They were quickly defeated by the Empire's assembled forces, and suffered a crushing defeat in no time.
The void force suffered a setback, and the performance of the ground forces was even more embarrassing.
Orbital bombardment, artillery coverage.
The combined efforts of Jaghatai's followers and the Emperor's Angels drove back those powerful demons.
The remaining cultists and imps were no threat at all and were easily crushed by the Imperial forces.
Soon the Empire's double-headed eagle flag was flying over the battlefield.
The minions of the Plague God fled howling.
Andy rushed to the front with a power sword in hand.
Those cultists who dared to stand in her way had their heads chopped off by her sword.
“For the Imperium. For Guilliman,” she cried.
Countless voices responded to her shout, and for a moment, it was deafening.
The horrific war cry frightened the remaining cultists into collapse.
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Inside the underground cave of the alien engineering base in the Moore galaxy, the roar was endless.
Those huge machines that look like hills run day and night, shaking the thick rock layers. Even if you stand on the ground, you can feel the rhythm.
The plasma energy stack installed underground pulsated rhythmically. The energy cables were like thick black snakes, fixed to the walls or placed randomly on the floor of the cave, winding their way to connect those huge machines and providing them with stable energy.
Countless towering devices are connected together, interspersed with countless panels and gauges with jumping readings.
Several huge brains were placed in the center of the device cluster, jumping and making beeping sounds, calculating the data streams generated by the interactions of the devices.
Those data streams are extremely terrifying. The data stream generated in just one nanosecond is enough to burn out a normal person's brain.
A large number of mechanical priests observe the data on the scale day and night to monitor the operating status of the divine brain.
Make sure nothing goes wrong with this giant machine.
Galileo could not see these complex machines, nor could he see the twists and turns behind the tunnel construction project.
As an ordinary worker.
His daily routine is to work, eat, and rest, over and over again.
This kind of dull work has been going on for a long time, making him a little numb.
Repeat the same steps every day.
If the salary wasn't high enough and the benefits weren't good enough, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on.
Daily work is still full of weirdness as always.
There are mysteries everywhere.
But those people never explain this.
Galileo vaguely felt that the tunnel project was not simple and there were huge secrets hidden behind it.
It may have something to do with some demons, chaos or something like that.
As a resident living in the new era ushered in by the Imperial Regency, Galileo knows something about demons and chaos.
Of course, what he knew was limited to what he read in the imperial textbooks.
For example, Chaos is humanity's eternal enemy.
All gods except the Emperor are evil.
Gods are all empty paper tigers with no real substance.
Much of what is in textbooks is only a superficial introduction, classifying chaos as an evil enemy.
Humanity must unite closely to defeat chaos.
Galileo believed that the tunnel he helped build was also some kind of special existence involving chaos.
After finishing his day's work, Galileo used his share of water for the day to wash himself.
He took out the notebook he usually used to practice calligraphy and record things from the drawer of his residence.
He looked up the date of the original diary entry and found it was written ten years ago.
This means he has been here for more than ten years.
This is an extremely long period of time.
It’s been so long that people almost forget what happened in the past.
The tunnel became deeper and deeper, and the dormitory where they lived was moved from outside the tunnel to the rest stop inside the tunnel.
Inside the long tunnel, rest stops were built one after another.
After completing their work each day, miners and technicians would rest at the rest station.
The next day they will set out from the rest stop again to maintain the equipment and continue widening the tunnel.
However, the content of Galileo's work did not change at all.
Digging tunnels and installing those complex mechanical equipment.
The number of miners is increasing every year, and Galileo has more and more co-workers around him.
Nowadays, there are more employees at a rest stop alone than there used to be miners.
Of course, over the years, many miners have been replaced for violating tunnel regulations.
After the Inquisitors took them away, Galileo never saw them again.
Anyone who breaks the code is taken away, and some are executed in the Emperor's name.
Currently, this rest stop at Galileo is the most cutting-edge rest stop.
It is very large and took a long time to build.
The rest stop has several areas including energy area, training area, rest area, etc., each with its own responsibilities, maintaining an internal circulation.
The entire rest stop is sealed and protected by a huge force field.
No one is allowed to step out of the protection range of the force field without protective equipment.
The last guy who did that was shot dead by the Inquisitor who arrived.
There was no opportunity to defend himself and no trial process.
The body was sent to the crematorium that same day and was taken away by the Anglican priests.
As the tunnels were extended, the Empire began using trains to transport personnel between rest stops.
Simply walking is a waste of time.
According to some experienced miners, the force field protecting the rest stop is called the Geller force field, which is used for ships to navigate in the subspace and prevent the invasion of some non-human monsters.
Galileo was filled with confusion, why was the Geller force field used at the rest stop
No one answered his question.
Those senior commanders were very secretive about this and did not allow anyone to talk about these things.
Galileo did not dare to look into the truth too much.
He was afraid that he would be targeted by the Inquisitor like those people.
Galileo looked through what he had written, and the most detailed part was about the safety rules for rest stops.
There are rules for construction, rest, train operation, and everything in the tunnel.
Violators will incur the wrath and punishment of the Inquisitor.
Don't try to keep secrets for those who break the rules; doing so will only lead to your own destruction.
The judges will not talk about any evidence. As long as they have doubts, they will take decisive action without leaving any hidden dangers.
After several years of exploration, Galileo has figured out a rule: if the rules do not require you to do something, it is best not to do it.
Even if you see your boss lying on the ground dying, you can ignore him. If he gets in your way, you can control the engineering mecha to step on him twice and squeeze out all the shit from him.
The judge will not have any objection to this and will not hold anyone accountable.
If some sycophants go to rescue him, what they will receive is definitely not a reward, but a clean and decisive bomb.
The kind that hits the target with one shot and the body cannot be found.
Galileo reviewed the rest stop employee rules he had copied.
By the Holy Emperor, by the authority of the Imperial Regent, the executor of the Great Emperor's will, the Imperial Empire's Regent, you have been recruited. From today, you will be stationed at the Imperial Light Rest Station and may not leave without the permission of the Great One, the Imperial Regent Guilliman.
Anyone who flees without permission will be charged with treason and racial betrayal.
In the name of the Holy Emperor, in the name of the Great Regent, your duty is great.
The day this tunnel is successfully completed will be the day when mankind will be able to enter a new era.
Never question the importance of this tunnel, and don't be self-doubting and confused.
Every tunnel development worker must abide by the following regulations.
Don't talk about anything abnormal at the rest stop. If you really can't help it, you can seek help from the priests and nuns of the Church of England. (They will force you to drink holy water and force you to sing the Emperor's Song a dozen times.)
The first part is the rules of the rest stop, and the second part is Galileo’s own complaints based on his experiences.
He originally wanted to use the opportunity to talk to get in touch with those beautiful nuns.
As a result, he was forced to be baptized, drink holy water, and sing in public.
It was simply a large-scale social death scene. Of course, Galileo was not the only one who enjoyed this treatment.
Most of the miners here have enjoyed it.
Do not try to leave the rest stop without the help of the train. If you see someone trying to do that, please report it immediately and the appropriate personnel will handle it. (Everyone who tried to do that died)
No matter what the situation is, please stay with your colleagues as much as possible and do not talk to any inexplicable voices. If you find such signs, please contact the medical department for treatment in time. (If you find the signs, treat them early. If you are late, you will be finished. The judge will send a gun.)
The uniforms can only have the Imperial double-headed eagle and the state prayer. Excessive personalization is not allowed, and no obvious numbers are allowed on the uniforms. (If you see a piece of clothing with numbers inexplicably, don't continue to wear it. The Inquisitor never listens to any explanation.)
Everything in the rest stop has a name, so try not to use numbers if possible. When you have nothing to do, play games or chat, and don't recite any numbers silently. (It's very troublesome to do this)
If you find your colleagues silently reciting numbers or writing numbers, please report it immediately and stay away from them. Don't listen to anything they say. (The Inquisitor personally gives you a bomb)
The daily work content will be announced at the meeting, recorded and saved. If you have any questions, you can ask them at the meeting. In addition, any work asked by anyone is redundant and you don't have to pay attention to it. If the other party threatens you, you can report it and the judge will solve the problem. (Don't pay attention to the so-called boss, he can't do anything to you.)
In any case, try not to be alone, and don't hide in a corner, and talk to your inner self. (There will really be a voice to answer you.)
All buildings in the Empire Rest Stop are made of metal and cement, without any flesh and blood. If you see any flesh and blood in the rest stop, please report it immediately. (Don't touch it, it's disgusting.)
If a colleague keeps mumbling something you don't understand or behaves strangely, report it immediately, because he may no longer be the person you know.
Prayers can only be conducted under the guidance of the state church priests. No private prayers are allowed. Once discovered, the consequences will be borne by the person. (The judge will open the door and offer warmth)
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There are also a lot of rules, and perhaps for some reason, there is no serial number marked, and there is not even a symbol to represent the number.
The following notes are the valuable experience Galileo has accumulated over the years.
The dangers of the tunnel are unknown, and if you want to survive, it is best to follow the rules.
Those who knew the secret kept it secret, and Galileo disguised himself as much as possible and acted as if he was not curious.
He would just write down these confusions on paper.
Maybe, one day, he would be enlightened and know the truth behind all these strange behaviors.
After writing down today’s work, Galileo turned on the personal projector on the table.
A dimly glowing screen appeared in front of him.
Reports from the Empire Daily will also appear here.
Of course, it is screened.
However, it was still enough for Galileo to understand the situation outside.
The Imperial Regent continued to achieve numerous victories.
Demons, aliens, and rebels were all destroyed by him with ease.
Chroniclers for the Imperial Daily captured his heroic presence on the battlefield.
In addition to these reports, there are also some reports on empire building.
The Empire's first microcosm engineering research project has been officially launched. The mechanical sage from Mars, Regula, expressed his firm determination in front of the Empire Daily Recorder to overcome all difficulties, build the Empire's first microcosm, and create a brilliant miracle.
The Ark Eldar once again showed goodwill. Under the guidance of the Imperial Regent, the relationship between the two races once again achieved a breakthrough, opening a new chapter of cooperation between humans and the Eldar.
The Terran Military Affairs Department issued a statement regarding the invasion of the Norwalk Space Undead Dynasty. The Imperial Army is not afraid of any challenge and will make the other side pay the price to defend the dignity of the Empire.
Mars released a summary, and the Empire's productivity reached a new high
The Prime Minister of the Empire, Penny, inspected many star regions and delivered a speech. Under the leadership of the Regent of the Great Empire, mankind is expected to build the Empire into a powerful civilization with highly developed technology, a rich economy, and rich humanities within a hundred years.
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The news in the Imperial Daily is all about the achievements made by the Empire.
Galileo read it all and gained some understanding of the situation outside.
The empire is still in rapid development, but the threat posed by foreign enemies cannot be underestimated.
"Are you still watching the news?" The colleague in the dormitory looked at Galileo. "Why don't you play games with me? There's a game called Undead Must Die recently. It's really fun."
"No, I'm not very interested in games." Galileo shook his head and refused.
"It's boring to watch the news every day." The colleague shook his head and said, "Besides, it's useless. We are all here, and who knows when we can get out."
"I heard it's almost done. The last time I was working, a mechanical priest told me that we're about to dig through the first section of the road." Another colleague turned over lazily and said, "After we dig through the first section of the road, we should be given a long vacation."
“This tunnel has been dug for so long, what do you think the scene will be like when it is completed?” said a colleague who was playing games.
"Why care about those!
Learn from me the truth of life, make money and don't worry about other things, that's the way to live comfortably. "The colleague who slept in said: "I estimated that according to my current income and status, I will be a small rich man when I go out. I will buy a piece of land, the latest hover car, and a spaceship, and my life will be wonderful in the future. I will take the money and throw it in the face of that stinky woman to let her know that I can also make a living."
Galileo closed the notebook and put it in the drawer.
"Is the news confirmed? Is this tunnel really going to be open soon?"
"Those mechanical priests spoke in binary language, and it was not encrypted. I was smart enough to turn on the translation mode of the Thinker system on my engineering armor, and that's how I found out about this." said the colleague who slept in.
"That's great. When the tunnel is open, we can go home." The colleague who played games also revealed his fantasy: "I won't buy land and spaceships. I will build a game console. Think about how big the empire is. There must be so many games. If I finish one game a day, I can probably finish them until the day I die."
"What about you? What are you going to do?" The colleague who was sleeping in looked at Galileo and asked.
"Me?" Galileo thought for a moment before answering, "I want to go to Terra. It's the home world of mankind. Many people never get to visit the place where their ancestors once lived."
"Speaking of which, I think I should go to Terra as well." The late-night colleague scratched his itchy scalp. "I should also go to Mars. I heard that you can hit a few mechanical sages with a brick there, and mechanical prostheses are very cheap there. I have to buy a few and use them as replacements in the future."
"I'm afraid they will turn you into a machine slave." Galileo said seriously after thinking for a moment.
The colleague who was sleeping late suddenly turned pale. "No way, are they so unscrupulous? I am a legitimate citizen of the Empire, and they are so unscrupulous?"
"Then think about it, where did so many machine slaves come from? They must have captured people like you who don't know the ropes and transformed them. Think about how complicated interstellar travel is. They just made up an excuse and said that you died in space? Who can find out? And who can go to space to look for your body?"
Galileo's words made his colleague who was sleeping late look even paler.
There is no blood at all.
"Haha, he's just trying to scare you. The Mechanicus's slaves are bred in laboratories. If they violate the rules and carry out inhumane transformation of the citizens of the Empire, they will be sentenced to dementia." The colleague who was playing games said, "You mentioned Mars. When the time comes, I'll go with you. I also want to buy some mechanical prosthetic limbs as replacements."
As they were chatting and laughing, suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded. The rapid mechanical sound echoed in the ears of the three people.
Scarlet level alert, please close the safety doors of all cabins immediately
Scarlet level alarm, all personnel please close the security door immediately
Scarlet level alarm, all personnel please close the security door immediately
"Here we go again." Galileo stood up and pressed a button at the door.
The heavy metal door, etched with countless strange runes and imperial prayers, slowly fell down, sealing the dormitory.
Article 56 of the Rest Stop Rules: When an alarm above level orange (inclusive) sounds, all non-combatants need to stay in a house with safety devices. Anyone who fails to enter the house in time must find a combatant as quickly as possible and, according to the other party's orders, kneel on the ground with his hands on his head, without making any sound or asking any questions until the alarm is lifted.
"I really hope these days will end soon." The late-night colleague said lazily, "Otherwise, I'll be deafened by hearing this alarm every other day."
"It's almost over. The tunnel will be open soon, and then we can go home." Galileo said as he sat back in his seat.
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Macragge's Glory.
This ship was originally in the Baal system, and Captain Brech drove it back after the Battle of Red Earth.
After all, it is the flagship of the Primarch and there is no way it could stay in the Baal system.
Guilliman stood on the bridge, gazing at the statue and golden mask of Sanguinius suspended in a force field before him.
Both of these items contain fragments of Sanguinius' soul and are the key to resurrecting the Archangel.
The Eldar prophet Natus, Guilliman's personal psychic advisor, the Grey Knights Grand Master Mangago, the Second Captain Sicarius and other important figures were all by his side.
"We are still missing two fragments." Natus woke up from meditation and said, "If we want to revive Sanguinius, we must find all the fragments."
"Any idea where they are?" asked Guilliman.
Natas turned on the holographic projection and his hand slid through the glowing shadows of the stars.
"I can sense that it should be Devin and Signus."
As Natas spoke, two stars in the holographic projection became brighter, while the other stars became dim.
Guilliman frowned slightly.
He naturally knew these two planets.
Signus is where Sanguinius first came face to face with the Great Daemon of the Warp.
Davin is where Horus fell and Sanguinius was tested to break the shackles of his fate.
"It seems that we have to go to these two places to find those fragments." Guilliman said: "Resurrecting Sanguinius is a matter that cannot be delayed for too long. The sooner the loyal Primarch returns, the greater our chances of winning."
"But this is not an easy task." Grey Knight Grand Master Mangago reached out and clicked on the light dot represented by Signus' star. "This area has been controlled by demons for a long time. After the Great Rift, this place was incorporated into the realm of the warp. It is very dangerous to enter here and find the fragments of the archangel."
"It doesn't matter. I will take action. I will go to Signus myself." Guilliman said in a firm tone.
The resurrection of Sanguinius is related to the ability to open the third phase of the database.
Guilliman did not want any mistakes.
The first and second stages have already brought new vitality to the empire, and the benefits that the third stage will bring are enough to excite people just thinking about it.
"Isn't that too risky, sir? After all, you are the pillar of the empire and the hope of mankind. You shouldn't go deep into danger. How about I lead the team?" Sicarius said, "I have also been deep into the Eye of Terror and escaped unscathed, so don't worry about my ability."
"No, this matter must be foolproof. Sicarius, your ability is unquestionable, but you don't have to worry about my safety. No demon or traitor can hurt me."
Seeing Guilliman's determination, Sicarius could only nod and salute.
Guilliman looked around and finally set his sights on the Grand Master of the Grey Knights, Mangyago.
"Mangago, are you willing to go to the planet Daven to look for the fragments of the Archangel?"
"This is a very glorious mission, I am willing to do it." Mangago said respectfully.
"Very good, then it is decided." Guilliman said, "Now, assign the personnel and set off as soon as possible."
There was little objection to his order.
Guilliman assigned some tasks and asked everyone to prepare to go to Davin and Signus.
After the meeting, Guilliman went to the lower level of Macragge's Glory alone.
His chief think tank, Luo Shan, had been waiting downstairs for a long time.
This young think tank aged quickly in such a high-pressure psychic environment.
Just like Guidos of old.
Even with a device like a lighthouse that can transmit information, maintaining secret communication with Kohl is an extremely exhausting task.
After Luo Shan activated the communication array of the degraded Kohl for his master, he turned and left.
He returned to his lounge to rest and recover his over-exhausted mind.
There was not much Guilliman could do about Roshan.
The empire's great achievements are not a fairy tale, and those demons cannot be defeated by truth, goodness and beauty.
Rebelling against the gods is not like treating people to a meal; it requires people to sacrifice and shed blood.
The powerful psychic pressure made Guilliman feel a little uncomfortable.
But he quickly adapted with the help of his strong body.
With the sound of mechanical humming, all the metal baffles rose up, revealing the array of thinkers behind them.
The newly upgraded degraded Cawl appeared in front of Guilliman.
After the emergence of divine brain technology, the Thinker used by the degraded Kohl was also upgraded.
Give it more powerful logical computing capabilities.
Guilliman saw more intuitively that those heads were bigger, like blown-up balloons.
The chin is the smallest and gets bigger as it goes up, forming a huge dome-shaped cone.
When you reach the top, your scalp is almost transparent, and you can see the bioelectric currents flowing in the brain.
Guilliman was actually somewhat speechless about this.
No matter what falls into the hands of those old men, it always becomes something terrifying.
"Any new information?" Guilliman asked.
"Everything is going according to plan, Regent." Degraded Kaul said, "The construction of the Great Wall device is expanding along with the construction of the lighthouse device. The current coverage rate has reached 15%, and it is expected that the first phase of construction will be completed within five years."