Constantine's storytelling ability is unparalleled.
As a scumbag and cynical man, he knows how to mobilize people's emotions.
As he spoke passionately and emotionally, everyone in the bar gathered together, staring with wide eyes, expecting Constantine to say more things that interested them.
Even the bartender, who was wearing many prosthetic limbs, slowed down his movements and listened attentively to the story told by this stranger.
As a man who can get by in hell just by talking, there is no word "cowardice" in Constantine's dictionary.
He is a good hand at fooling others.
When it comes to storytelling, he is an expert among experts.
Constantine was seen standing on the table, like the ancient troubadours, using passionate words and exaggerated body movements to tell the story that had been weighing on his heart.
He polished it a lot, but the general plot direction remained unchanged.
"Titus shouted, "Today is your end, false god. The glory of my emperor is destined to spread throughout the universe, and you false gods will no longer have a place to live." As soon as he finished speaking, Zeus launched an attack. With a wave of his arm, countless thunders fell, setting off a terrifying explosion. On one side was the great warrior of the Holy Emperor, commanding a million troops and holding the holy weapon of the empire, and the other was an ancient evil god, claiming to be immortal and eternal. The fight between the two sides was so brutal, the terrible beams spread across the endless sky, the earth wailed, the sky cried, and all things were trembling, ... ... ., Titus dodged the terrible blow and slashed at the evil god with his backhand. With a painful wail from the God King Zeus, one of his arms was chopped off and fell on the charred battlefield, and bright red blood spurted out. As he staggered back, Titus seized the opportunity, jumped up, and punched the opponent's head hard. One of the eyes of the God King Zeus exploded on the spot. It was very creepy and the scene was really bloody. After continuous heavy blows, the God King Zeus was no longer able to maintain his huge body. After kneeling on the ground, he became the size of an ordinary person. Titus walked up and grabbed Zeus's hair, and placed the sharp, blue-glowing axe blade on the opponent's neck. "
"The God King knelt on the ground, his armor shattered, and his face covered in blood. Titus said in a low, threatening voice: "False God, either submit to my Emperor or face death."
When Constantine said this, everyone in the bar had their eyes wide open and their mouths slightly open.
When they learned that Titus had brought a god-king to his knees and demanded his surrender, they all cheered.
I am so overwhelmed with emotion that I can't express how I feel.
I wish it was me who was kneeling to that evil god and who said those domineering words.
"Glory to the Holy Emperor. Titus is truly a hero of the Empire," a man shouted. "It is the Manifest Destiny that mankind rules the universe. No one can stop us."
"Let those false gods die."
"No god can stand above us."
"Long live Titus, glory to the Holy Emperor."
The voices of people were very noisy.
The only thing they had in common was that they were all extremely excited.
They were greatly excited by the story that Constantine brought.
My heart is filled with admiration and worship for the great emperor's foresight.
The resources consumed by cross-universe projects are unimaginable and occupy a large proportion of the empire's finances.
Many people question whether it is worth spending such a huge cost to maintain the inter-universe channel before the galaxy is unified!
The stories brought by Constantine undoubtedly gave these confused people a shot in the arm.
Those abominable evil gods are everywhere.
Only by adhering to the ideas of the Imperial Emperor and overthrowing them all can mankind live a good life and realize its manifest destiny of ruling the universe.
"The God King let out a shrill wail, but he still..."
Constantine took a sip of water and prepared to continue.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man in the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle uniform walking in from outside the bar.
He looked around the bar and saw Constantine standing on the table, so he pushed through the crowd, walked in front of Constantine, and interrupted the story.
"Mr. Constantine and Ms. Zatanna, your ship permit to Terra has been approved. We must set off."
Constantine, with a drunken look on his face, looked at the man. After confirming that he was the person in charge of this inter-universe exchange group, he jumped down from the table and said apologetically to the people gathered together: "It seems that this story cannot be finished. I have witnessed many things with my own eyes. I saw how Titus killed the gods, and I saw Sanguinius flying in the sky and people screaming wildly. If you were there, you would be able to understand my excitement. This was a crazy era."
Everyone couldn't help but make noises of complaints and disappointment.
They were listening with fascination, but were interrupted at the last moment.
It was like having the extraordinary experience with Huang Mao, but still feeling a little short of being able to be with my childhood sweetheart.
I always feel itchy inside.
I feel very disappointed and lost.
Longing for powerful satisfaction and filling the hunger of the soul.
"Respect the Holy Light, the omniscient and almighty Emperor of the Empire. May she always protect our lost souls. Cheers, my friends."
Constantine ignored the requests for him to continue speaking.
He raised his glass and said goodbye to everyone.
After drinking, he abandoned his disappointed audience.
In those resentful eyes, he left calmly with a smile, without a trace of nostalgia.
He deserves the reputation of being a scumbag.
Walking out of the bar, a gust of cool breeze sobered Constance up a lot.
The person in charge took the two men to the side of the road next to a hovercraft with a roaring engine.
With the hissing of mechanical equipment, the hatch slowly opened.
Constantine saw that the other companions who were chosen to come to this universe to study and communicate had already found their places in it.
He and Zatanna were the last to arrive.
... ... ...
The inter-universe exchange group’s mission on the Emperor Supreme has come to an end.
This was the second time the Holy Emperor had received them.
I listened to their demands and answered some of the questions they raised as representatives of Universe 02.
The next stop of the exchange group is Terra, the birthplace of the empire.
They will visit and learn about the Empire's past, its bitter history, and the burdens that humanity bears.
It only took the airship thirty minutes to reach the orbital station connected to the webway.
The entrance to the Majestic's webway is located deep within the ship.
It was a huge, glowing circular arch.
Giant tracks extend from the arch-shaped webway gates and stop at giant track stations to load and unload cargo and board and disembark passengers.
There are several orbital stations, and the one Constantine and others arrived at is the one closest to the entrance of the webway.
Several tracks are laid out on the metal bulkheads that have gravity.
The Empire has no direct train service to Terra.
These trains connect to the port city inside the network.
When ships from all over the galaxy arrive at the port city, they dock there and transfer their cargo to giant trains that deliver it to the throne world.
Accompanied by a low roar, huge steel trains flew out from the arches.
The front of the train emits a brilliant blue fusion light.
These trains are huge and use plasma energy piles to provide energy for the trains.
The amount of cargo transported each time is astonishing.
The most special thing is that the gravity in this space is different.
All the bulkheads are both the ceiling and the floor for passengers. Each person has a completely different experience depending on where they stand.
People will see trains running on the walls and ceiling, like a magical world.
... ... .
The airship stopped at a giant parking plaza.
It's very crowded and noisy here.
There are countless hovercrafts taking off and landing.
Some airships carried groups of pilgrims who came to worship the throne world of the Holy Emperor with a pious attitude.
Even just a glimpse from afar is enough to make their short and insignificant lives feel fulfilled.
There are also some businessmen dressed in fancy clothes. This group generally looks wealthy and fat, and they are equipped with various shiny and advanced artificial prostheses.
The merchants talked loudly about the preciousness of the goods, the difficulty of the journey and the profits involved, trying to attract the attention of their partners so that they could raise the price a little.
There were also imperial staff members who were jogging forward with hurried looks, as if they were carrying out urgent tasks and did not dare to waste any time.
The crowds came one after another, like the tide with no end.
Pilgrims and merchants from across the Empire would enter and leave the Imperial Majesty by train.
Therefore, every time a train arrives at a station, it is very crowded.
With the help of several bureaucrats, Constantine and others followed the crowd into the train station.
After verifying their identities, they boarded a train smoothly.
Since it is only a short trip, the train is not as luxurious as a trans-universe train and does not have any living facilities.
Just provided a seat.
The overall layout is like the characteristic green train in Constantine's world.
It's just a little bit bigger, and there are projections and other things inside.
Every few minutes, a train would depart, pass through different rail stations, and finally enter the webway, heading for the city built in the webway.
Constantine sat by the window, looking at the bustling crowd outside.
As the train started moving, the crowd was retreating rapidly.
The three officials who were in charge of leading them chatted in low voices about the next arrangements.
Constantine was not very interested in this.
He kept his eyes outside, watching the huge double-headed eagle and the bustling crowd.
He knew that this time he left the Emperor Supreme, it might be forever.
The universe is so vast, and the universe of the heavens is so vast that it is beyond human consciousness.
As a tiny person, he would never have the chance to face the Holy Emperor directly again, nor would he have the chance to see that noble and perfect face up close again.
It's all so sad.
If he gave his all, he could stay beside that great man.
Constantine would definitely give up everything he currently has without hesitation.
Property, honor, love are nothing but passing clouds. With the passage of time, they will all eventually disappear in the long river of history.
Serving the holy emperor is something that can bring happiness to one's soul.
Even if you can only share a few insignificant responsibilities, it will make your life happy and satisfying.
Constantine knew he had no right to stay.
How could a person as insignificant as him have the qualifications to hope for such an honor!
Think of Sanguinius, think of Titus, think of every important figure in the Empire you have met.
They all possess extraordinary wisdom, extraordinary courage and strategy, and will not hesitate to die for the Holy Emperor and fight against unimaginably powerful enemies for her.
"I am afraid of death, so how can I stay by her side?" Constantine said with a little sadness: "If I have enough courage and have made enough achievements, maybe I will have this opportunity."
... ..
The speed of the train is not very fast, just like the subway in Gotham City.
A few minutes later, the train left the huge track station and drove along the track into the huge circular arch.
When passing through the bright light of the arch, the strong light stimulated Constantine so much that he had to close his eyes.
When he felt the strong light disappear and opened his eyes again, the train had entered a thick fog.
With his extraordinary eyesight, Constantine was able to see the bulkhead behind the rolling fog.
The bulkhead looked like silvery flowing metal, with slight ripples and waves appearing from time to time.
The golden double-headed eagle emblem of the Empire can be seen everywhere.
The mage's instinct made Constantine realize that something was wrong.
Did his spiritual sense tell him that behind the bulkhead was hidden something horrible that no one could imagine
Those horrible creatures howled in the world of the bulkhead, slamming violently against the bulkhead again and again.
The screams of those horrors cannot be heard or perceived by mortal senses.
Only through spiritual perception can one realize what is happening.
Just like the inter-universe tunnel he had experienced.
Those monsters are constantly attacking this particular tunnel.
The difference between the two is that those abominations cannot enter them.
Unlike the inter-universe tunnel, there is a chance that the monsters can enter the train.
The more you understand the Empire, the more you will feel the power of humanity's enemies.
Those horrible things are everywhere, lurking in the darkness like terrible ghosts.
As soon as humans relax their guard, they will come back from the darkness, devour the minds of those rational people, and push the brilliant civilization into the abyss.
The train moved steadily and rapidly along the track, stirring up the terrible fog.
Zatanna, who is also a mage, also noticed something unusual.
The fog rolled and faces emerged.
There are humans and aliens.
Absolute nothingness filled her mind.
Up and down, left and right, front and back, it stretches endlessly with no end to it.
It's like being abandoned in eternal nothingness.
But as she gazed upon the complex geometric structure that was beyond the comprehension of the human mind, and the horror hidden behind it, she felt endless confusion and awe in her heart.
The technology to build the webway is so advanced and unimaginable.
Just staring at the finished product made her feel dizzy and her brain felt like it was going to explode.
What kind of talent did its builders need to construct such a mysterious and magnificent tunnel
She thought of the inter-universe tunnel, that road that connected different universes. The technology contained in it was probably even more amazing.
The danger behind it is probably even more terrifying.
Fortunately, the trans-universe train is fully enclosed.
This allows the ignorant passengers to preserve their sanity and not collapse and scream in the face of the madness of the multiverse.
"If you feel uncomfortable, you can lower the baffle." An official noticed Constantine and Zatanna's discomfort and realized that their magical talents had detected something here that should have been concealed.
"It doesn't matter much." Constantine shook his head.
The official looked at him a few times, and nodded after confirming that there was no problem.
"If you feel uncomfortable, let it go. Don't force it." After the official reminded again, he turned around and continued chatting with his colleagues.
Constantine nodded, glanced at Zatanna who was staring outside, and then looked at the rolling fog.
The thick fog seemed to have a life of its own.
It felt being watched.
Invisible hands fiddled with the rolling fog, making it appear like a drama, presenting countless distorted scenes to all the creatures who dared to look at it.
A howling man was swallowed by a flame-like mist, and then twisted and dissipated in an instant.
Then I saw a man and a woman made of fog, cuddling closely together, but they were swallowed by a terrifying hound rushing out of the darkness.
What emerged from the fog was strange and incomprehensible.
Logically speaking, the speed of the train should have left the fog behind before it even formed.
The problem was that the train seemed to be standing still, and the rolling fog around it kept changing, creating one horrible and distorted scene after another.
It gives people the illusion that the train has stopped in place.
Constantine had learned some physics, and from the rolling fog, he guessed that there must be a problem with the reference object.
Those strange fog illusions were created by some unknown means, but they kept appearing in front of them, creating this illusion.
Constantine finally chose to give up. He lowered the baffle, closed his eyes, and tried hard to ignore the terrifying thing behind the bulkhead.
They silently chanted the poor prayers they had learned, and convinced themselves that the protection of the Holy Emperor would protect them from being harmed by the terrible things.
... ... ...
More than an hour later, the smoothly running train began to vibrate slightly and there was a noticeable sense of deceleration.
Constantine then opened his eyes and looked out the window. The rolling fog had become much lighter.
A magnificent city appeared in his eyes.
The towering city walls reach the sky and there is no end in sight.
The terrifying scale gives people a feeling of being at the end of the world.
That is the webway city connected to the Emperor Supreme.
The magnificent wall is dotted with holes of varying sizes.
The train drove in through one of the holes.
After a few minutes, I finally emerged from the dark tunnel into the bright world.
A huge artificial sun is suspended above the tall buildings, casting warm sunlight.
Countless cargo ships swam in the sky like schools of deep-sea fish, casting huge shadows.
As Constantine stepped off the train, a giant spaceship flew over his head, casting a huge shadow on the ground.
Under the guidance of the pilot, the giant spaceship docked at the port to load and unload cargo.
Constantine looked up and around the majestic city.
The countless towering buildings made him feel insignificant.
It's like an ant crawling through a Titan building.
Not far from him there was a giant arch, and countless flying cars were shuttling back and forth like a school of fish, at an astonishing speed.
"Another engineering miracle." Zatanna sighed, "My numb heart almost feels like we were living in a primitive tribe. The architectural miracles we are proud of are like mud houses built by primitive people in front of the Empire.
Constantine remained silent.
Even though he was cynical and unruly, facing such a magnificent city, it was difficult for him to show any contempt towards the evil god.
Since arriving in this world, they have witnessed too many miracles.
If humans long for heaven, this is it.
It is a paradise on earth built by the Holy Emperor for mankind.
Officials have everything ready.
After getting off the train, a shuttle bus to the airport was already waiting for them.
The inter-universe exchange group had no plans to visit the Webway City.
Many people have this idea in their minds and want to see what this city built between reality and fantasy looks like.
Unfortunately, they had to stick to the original tour plan.
The car merged into the traffic, speeding all the way, weaving through many tall and majestic buildings.
Eventually it placed its guests alongside a passenger ship.
It was a passenger ship heading directly to Terra. It had no armed forces and did not look advanced.
The huge hull is docked in the microgravity port like a behemoth.
This magnificent webway city is divided into gravity zone, transition zone, and zero-gravity zone.
The gravity area is mainly used for living and commercial activities.
The transition area is used for berthing cargo ships and transshipping cargo.
The zero-gravity area is the take-off area.
Stepping out of the flying car and standing on the open platform, Constantine felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.
He saw a giant webway that was large enough to accommodate a celestial-class battleship.
The giant cargo ships, which are several kilometers or even more than ten kilometers long and look like moving metal mountains, appear very small in the network of main arteries.
Some of the spaceships will dock at the port, while more will continue to move towards their destinations, densely packed like a school of sardines swimming in the deep sea.
The Webway city where they are located is just an insignificant station in the complex Webway system.
Under the urging of officials, Constantine and others hurriedly boarded the spacecraft without having time to take in the magnificent scene.
The environment on the spacecraft is pretty good.
Each traveler has a large room, just like in a hotel, with complete living facilities.
There are luxurious restaurants, clear swimming pools, cinemas and more.
With the connectivity of the Webway, interstellar travel is no longer a problem for the Empire, and it is a common thing for the citizens of the Empire.
The ships that travel across different worlds are also like cruise ships.
... ... .
After setting sail from the Webway City and experiencing an uneventful week.
After finishing his wash and grooming, Constantine boarded the spacecraft transferred from the airport outside the solar system.
He was able to gaze upon the sacred home of the empire through the glass.
Apart from the huge Ark of Atonement, the densely packed weapon platforms, the endless fleets and the miraculous giant cities, what concerned Constantine most was the giant pillar of light that pierced into the starry sky.
It shot out from the surface of Terra, illuminating the vast void and sinking into the unpredictable subspace. It was so bright that it was hard to ignore.
If you use your spiritual sense to see, you can see the torch like a lighthouse in the turbulent ether current.
That light was filled with pain and despair.
This incident left Constantine very puzzled.
Why is there such a beam of light forged from pain within the empire
Kitan, a Primaris warrior of the White Archon Chapter who was responsible for taking them to Terra, told Constantine the details.
That beam of light was ignited using the former traitors as fuel.
The Empire did not establish the Webway. When it built the lighthouse system, it relied on the Astronomican maintained by the Great Emperor as a reference to navigate in the complex warp.
Originally, the Astronomican was built and maintained by the Great Emperor, the Holy Emperor and father of many Loyalist Primarchs.
At that time the Emperor was still able to move freely.
With his wisdom and strength, he launched the Great Crusade and united the lost human race.
At the end of the Great Crusade, he handed the army to his most trusted son, Horus, and returned to Terra, planning to give humanity one last gift.
This is the webway that Constantine saw before.
While his father was busy trying to lead all of humanity onto a perfect path, Horus was bewitched by the dark gods and became a traitor.
He used his power as Warmaster to divide the loyalists and unleash a terrible war.
Surrounded Terra with the minions of the gods and those traitors.
The Great Emperor's plan ultimately failed, and the Webway backfired, forcing him to sit on the Golden Throne, draining away psychic energy.
After sacrificing the lives of countless heroes, the Emperor finally defeated his rebellious son with great difficulty.
However, the empire was already in pieces, and the primarchs suffered casualties. Even the Holy Emperor, who was once the primarch, was deceived by the abominable Fulgrim through family affection during the subsequent hunt. He was seriously injured and unconscious, and was forced into a stasis field.
In order to prevent the backlash of the Webway from destroying humanity’s home world and human civilization.
The Emperor chose to sit on the Golden Throne.
Willing to extract psychic energy and life to maintain the survival of the empire.
The terrible torture made his soul incomplete.
At that time, thousands or even tens of thousands of psychics had to be burned to death every day to maintain the existence of the Astronomican.
It can be said that without the Astronomican, there would be no empire.
Human beings have long since become slaves and playthings of the gods.
At that time, humans had to pay an unimaginable price just to survive.
Looking around, there is only endless darkness.
These terrible disasters were not ended until the Holy Emperor awakened again.
The Holy Emperor captured all the traitors and brought them back to Terra.
To punish them for their terrible crimes.
They built huge statues of atonement and burned them as firewood.
Its light can be observed across the entire galaxy.
This light warns every citizen of the empire of the price of betraying humanity and the empire.
It is also to tell those people that happiness and beauty are never without a price, nor are they gifts from fate, but are trophies won by countless human heroes with their blood and lives.
Let the people of the empire always be vigilant against the enemies of the empire and remember their mission.
"When you arrive at Terra, you can visit the Astronomican buildings where the traitors are imprisoned. It only costs 150 Imperial Credits. It is also a well-known landscape on Terra. The only thing to be careful about is that you should ignore anything the traitors say. For example, Fulgrim, the cunning and despicable one who used family affection to deceive the Holy Emperor and then killed him, will scream, 'I defeated Guilliman.' Lorgar will shout that the Holy Emperor is a liar and that he founded the state religion and other crazy things."
After Kitan finished explaining the origin of the Astronomican of Atonement, he recommended that Constantine visit the Astronomican buildings where the traitors were imprisoned.
Constantine and the people around him were all silent after hearing the story behind the Astronomican.
Behind the glory of the empire, there are so many unknown blood and tears.
Countless heroes have fought for the survival of mankind.
Constantine finally understood why the empire had no good feelings towards those gods.
They have been through so much pain.
"I will go," Constantine said. "I will go to see the Astronomican, which is used to atone for the sins of traitors who have betrayed the Empire."
... ... ...
... ... ... ... ...
The supreme title of the emperor.
The strategy room, which was piled with papers, scrolls, books, various data devices, holograms and other items, looked a bit messy.
Servo skulls shuttled back and forth in the sky, exchanging information and documents in front of those military commanders.
The servants collected the precious, signed documents and prepared to send them to different departments in different categories.
Guilliman sat in the main seat, bowing his head and pondering the intelligence brought by the various expeditionary forces.
Lion Ryan brought him some not-so-good news.
They encounter the Necrons who are creating a new weapon.
The information read from the opponent's data center showed that the Cancer Legion provided them with that technical knowledge.
Those technologies gave the Necrons the power to fight against the Empire again.
This is not a good thing.
Guilliman assessed the threat posed by Yog-Sothoth.
What worries people most is not this evil god who claims to be omniscient and all-seeing, but what is behind this evil god.
This means that the human empire will be involved in an unimaginable war.
Yog-Sothoth, the One who was born from the nameless mist, is not a lone wolf fighting alone.
Shub-Niggurath, the black goat goddess of the forest who gave birth to millions of offspring.
Nyarlathotep, the creeping chaos, the master of deception and seduction.
And the most terrifying lord of blindness and stupidity, the primordial chaos Azathoth.
These three are all unspeakable evil gods in the same camp as him.
The original chaos Azathoth is higher in rank and authority than Yog-Sothoth.
These terrifying evil gods all possess infinite cosmic mysteries and knowledge.
To be honest, if a real competition came up, Guilliman had no confidence that the knowledge in the database he had could match that of the other party.
The mere existence of a cancerous legion almost brought the empire to its knees.
If a more powerful clan appears under the command of those unspeakable evil gods, how should the empire respond!
Guilliman had already given Ryan a reply, asking him to stop and personally analyze the various technologies used in the pyramid.
As the empire expands, it will encounter more and more powerful enemies.
The empire must develop the habit of quickly learning the opponent's knowledge and finding targeted ways to restrain it.
Only by constantly learning and innovating can we stay ahead.
Otherwise you may be abandoned.
It is a good thing to stay strong, as it can cover up many problems, and even if a crisis occurs, there are enough cards to solve it.
Once you fall behind and become weak, even if you have no problems, others will cause problems for you.
Guilliman turned his attention to the tactical deliberations underway.
The Cadia battlefield has reached its final stages.
The various armies, advancing in unison, are encircling the alliance of the Empire's enemies.
Prepare to accomplish your goal in one fell swoop.
Military commanders are working hard to calculate and simulate every possible enemy counterattack.
"The enemy's activity area is being compressed. They have built a total of twenty major defense worlds and sixty secondary defense worlds. The Orks, Undeads, and Cancer Legions are separated, which means that those guys have not been able to integrate these armies and have only achieved primary coordinated operations."
"Those beasts will never unite their forces. The Silent King will never bow his proud head to the orcs and acknowledge them as his allies."
"Nothing is impossible in this world. They are on the road to failure. When faced with a crisis, even orcs will show unparalleled wisdom and strategy. Don't underestimate any enemy. Arrogance will only make us pay an unimaginable heavy price."
"They are responsible for the defense of different areas. The ones Lord Dorne encountered were mainly traitors and orcs, while the ones Lord Lairn encountered were mostly undead. The cancerous legions shrank near the Cadia Fortress. It is obvious that they are doing something there."
"Then we must speed up and stop them in time no matter what they do. We have stayed here too long, and we should send out part of the fleet to put pressure on the enemy."
... ... ... .
The commanders argued, looking for the other side's plan to reject it, and then proposed their own plan.
Guilliman listened to their discussion.
There was no rush to speak.
The arguments and proposals sparked more discussion.
The seemingly perfect proposal was found to have a fatal weakness.
The proposal, which is full of errors and omissions, gives people another perspective to consider.
He listened to the debaters' opinions, filtered out what he wanted from them, and improved them.
This approach can save him a lot of work.
As the old saying goes, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.
All present are experienced imperial commanders.
They would basically consider anything that Guilliman could consider.
If you worry about everything, you will end up working yourself to death like Zhuge Liang.
As a person, you must learn more from Sima Yi. Being alive is the greatest victory.
Sima Yi outlasted Zhuge Liang, Cao Cao, Cao Pi, and Cao Rui, and ultimately established the Sima family's kingdom.
Laughing for a moment is not a victory. The one who laughs to the end is the real hero.
"Where is the Orc Emperor, Bonebreaker?" Guilliman asked abruptly, interrupting the debate among the military commanders.
His voice made everyone quiet down.
Several commanders who were good at data calculations quickly opened a new information window.
"There is data indicating that many orc warlords are gathering on the Killing Star not far from Cadia."
"How far is it?" Guilliman asked with a smile.
"1.256 light years. According to the assessment, if the Cancer Legion is supporting them, it will take half a day's journey, and then the Necrons and Imperial Traitors, the latter two will take a little longer." The officer replied.
"Half a day." Guilliman tapped the table, then looked up and said, "Find a way to slow down their support. We need at least three days."
The military commanders looked at each other face to face.
One of the commanders asked a little uneasily: "Your Majesty, why are you trying to buy all this time?"
"Calculating the time, the Ork Warlord is almost done evolving. It's time to replace the Ork Emperor and take control of the Ork biological weapon." Guilliman said in a concise and seemingly absent-minded tone: "We have to give it some time to defeat the Ork Emperor and then take over."
"We are so close. Once we appear on the Killing Star, it will definitely alert the Cancer Legion. They will not sit idly by and watch us carry out the replacement plan."
"That's why Your Majesty wants to buy time. You don't need to repeat the question. We can all understand it."
"It might be better for you to focus on how to solve the problem instead of finding faults with your colleagues, General Andre."
"If you would stop talking nonsense, I would focus on the problem itself instead of your boring attempt to attract His Majesty's attention."
The debate between the two sides was somewhat tense.
Guilliman did not show any anger, but instead smiled.
"Am I so insignificant that I am not worthy of being flattered by others?"
Andre was shocked, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about!
I never meant that. You are the Lord of the Empire and the savior of mankind. If Your Majesty is not here, then we are meaningless and have achieved nothing."
"I understand your sincerity, General Andre. You cannot tolerate any cunning behavior. You try your best to keep me away from those flatterers and let me listen to the words of upright people." Guilliman's eyes revealed a sly smile. "But can you promise me that you won't be so harsh on Arkas? He is just a little uneasy because he has just been promoted to his current position. He is trying to prove that he is trustworthy through his performance."
"Everyone here is the pillar of the empire, my staff, my generals. You must not focus on fighting each other or disliking each other. That would be a huge loss to me. Do you want to let your monarch suffer losses because of your selfishness?"
"I would never dare to do that." Ercas bowed his head and said, "I will try to do better. Andre's reminder has benefited me a lot. I must not take the path of a villain just for the favor of Your Majesty. That is an unimaginable crime."
"Your Majesty, I did not mean it. I apologize to you, Ercas." Andre also spoke.
"I understand. You are all doing this for my own good. Occasionally, we have disagreements. But you must always remember that you are one. You are comrades and brothers fighting side by side for the future of mankind. Under this premise, you must learn to examine and accept any disagreements and different opinions. You must not let desire and anger consume you." Guilliman said with a smile, "Let's start the previous topic again. How can we buy more than three days for the orc warlords?"