The Holy Emperor's praise caught the Imperial Prime Minister, Terra LeBlanc, off guard.
He saluted fearfully, saying that he would never let Guilliman down.
Even after he walked out of the Holy Emperor's study, he couldn't calm down for a long time.
My heart was filled with fear and anxiety.
The words of the Holy Emperor have a sacred magic.
It stirred the heart of the Prime Minister of the Empire, Terra LeBlanc.
It made him want to give everything just to get her approval and recognition.
The performance of Imperial Chancellor - Terra LeBlanc was nothing special.
In the empire, being praised by the Holy Emperor was enough to make many people excited enough to want to end their lives.
Among them are many human elites who hold high positions of power and possess great wealth.
No one would deny that the Holy Emperor was the greatest monarch ever born in human history.
Calculation starts from the beginning of human civilization to the time when humans went into deep space and beyond the universe.
No one can match her achievements.
Even the Imperium's creator, the now departed Great Emperor, could not achieve what the Holy Emperor has now accomplished.
The emperor's contributions are indelible.
It is destined to be recorded in the history books of the empire.
The Emperor established the prototype of the empire and took the first step in mankind's great cause.
But without the Holy Emperor, the great cause of mankind would eventually collapse.
They will all be destroyed by those hateful evil gods.
A disaster so tragic that it is indescribable has arrived.
The deeper the confrontation between the empire and the gods, the more people will realize how terrifying the gods are.
In the vast universe, human beings are so insignificant.
However, the Holy Emperor led mankind out of this crisis-ridden universe.
Fight against the gods and sweep across the heavens.
It has pushed human civilization to its glorious peak time and time again.
In the past, people always felt that the Empire's expulsion of Abaddon had reached its peak.
Many scholars are afraid that the empire will follow the historical cycle of rise and fall.
Who could have imagined that under the wise guidance of the Holy Emperor, the empire would flourish and become more and more brilliant.
He studied the Warp despite opposition, learned the technology of the aliens, and used lighthouses and various anti-Warp weapons to find a weapon to fight the Warp.
A large amount of resources were used to build a cross-universe road that was of no benefit at the time.
Promote literacy throughout the Empire and expand the Imperial Assistance System.
Strive to ensure that everyone in the empire can receive education.
The system has been reformed many times to select those talents from the crowd to the greatest extent possible.
When these measures were first introduced, many were not favored by people, and some even thought they would lead humanity to destruction.
When he first said he wanted to abolish the hereditary aristocracy and centralize power in Terra, the Holy Emperor was even scolded as a traitor by those conservative elements.
The time recorded in history books was extremely difficult.
The Holy Emperor who awakened on Macragge was only a Primarch at the time.
The Milky Way was already shattered at that time, and even the Astronomican that humans relied on had dimmed. The light of the Astronomican could not even be seen on the other side of the Great Rift.
It is truly in a precarious situation, and is only one step away from final destruction.
All knowledgeable people are close to despair, believing that the human empire will inevitably fall at the hands of Chaos.
This was the mess the Holy Emperor was facing at the time.
In addition to the covetous aliens and minions of Chaos, there are also the rebellious Primarchs.
The Holy Emperor at that time was also troubled by conservatives and powerful interest groups who wanted to protect their own interests.
It can be said that external enemies are surging and internal troubles are endless.
If we are not careful, the empire will fall apart and come to an end.
The Holy Emperor turned the tide, fought his way out of Macragge, restored order in the Empire, suppressed the State Religion, and suppressed the High Lords Council of Terra.
Not only did it pull the then fragmented empire back together, but it also pushed the empire onto a glorious path.
Now the entire Milky Way belongs to the hands of the Empire.
Even this galaxy group is almost becoming the empire's back garden, and the number of humans is countless.
The development of this civilization has been pushed to an extremely brilliant level.
Many people subconsciously feel that the Holy Emperor saved humanity and the empire, but she also became the Supreme Emperor, which can be considered a reward.
Terra LeBlanc, who has reached the position of Prime Minister of the Empire, would not have such an idea.
He felt suffocated just by the position of Prime Minister.
Traditional recreational activities have been largely cut off.
Tyra LeBlanc has almost forgotten what the last girl he had sex with looked like.
There are so many government affairs that it is unbelievable.
The balance of interests among various star fields, forces, schools, and organizations.
There is also military deployment.
The annual conscription, the production progress of the Mechanicus, etc.
There are so many things to do that I can never finish dealing with them.
Even with a large number of administrative staff, running an empire is extremely painful.
The prime ministers of all dynasties were exhausted by the massive amount of government affairs.
Only after climbing to the top did Tyra LeBlanc realize how hard it was.
Holding such power is no longer a blessing but a terrible burden.
The kind of happiness that being an official and enjoying good life that was touted in ancient times has completely disappeared.
Every day when I open my eyes, I see data, which is government affairs.
The position of Emperor of the Empire is no longer a good position for enjoyment.
Just endless responsibilities.
In Terra's officialdom, the higher one climbs, the more worshipful and fanatical one becomes about the Holy Emperor.
If they were to accomplish such a great feat, it would only give the enemy one more head.
Throughout history, any ruler who achieves one of the qualities of a sacred emperor will be remembered through the ages and become a wise ruler praised by the world.
However, such an achievement is just a trivial matter for the Holy Emperor.
The human armies have conquered many places and achieved unimaginable success.
However, what the Holy Emperor said still shocked Terra LeBlanc.
Soon, there will be a messenger from Universe 04.
He would return to the Empire with news that would shock and excite countless people.
A universe, even if it is a massively shrunk universe, is still a complete universe.
Now, it belongs to the Empire.
Human beings walked out of the earth, and after a long time, they established the first star empire.
Could the ancestors at that time have imagined that one day humans would travel to the heavens and universe and create an immortal legend belonging to this race
The empire's ruling territory will no longer be based on planets, but on the universe.
The Holy Emperor's authority will surpass that of the gods.
With just one command or will from her, the universe can tremble.
Tyra LeBlanc walked out quickly.
He had to do this job well and let the people of the empire see his abilities.
It also let the Holy Emperor know that he would never let him down.
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Guilliman kept his eyes on the back of the Imperial Chancellor as he walked out.
Until the door was closed again.
Universe 04 has been conquered and the fifth-phase database has been obtained.
The empire will usher in a more ferocious upgrade.
The fifth stage of original casting technology must be promoted as soon as possible.
Just absorb all the database knowledge in the fifth stage.
The Empire's offensive against the heavens is no longer what it used to be.
But it is a real war of annihilation.
Anyone who dares to stand in the way of the empire will be crushed to pieces.
I won't waste so much time like I do now.
It's time for some people to leave this universe.
Guilliman mused.
At present, Lion Ryan's battles in the Eye of Terror, the Great Rift and other areas have basically ended.
Even if there is a war, it will be a minor one.
It's time for Ryan to go to another universe.
The hunter's claws have been sharpened, and it's time to hunt in the cruel universe.
Little Fulgrim, and those dark angels, should all be relocated.
Guilliman was thinking about his next plan.
The lion is going on an expedition.
The Empire needs the help of the Primarchs to continue expanding its base.
Guilliman paced back and forth for a few circles.
Other officials and Mechanicus sages were also summoned.
He even found time to send a message to the great sage Belisarius Cawl, asking about the progress of several projects and asking him to send someone to be responsible for the fifth phase of the Primaris upgrade project.
There is also the comprehensive upgrade of the empire system, as well as management agencies such as time travelers.
After dealing with all this, Guilliman had to concentrate on dealing with other things.
The affairs of the empire are endless.
A short rest is already a rare happiness.
A large number of data screens reappeared, and the glow they reflected shone on Guilliman's face.
Let him immerse himself in the ocean of data again.
With the help of this data, he could control the direction of the Imperial ship, discover some minor problems, and send people to repair them.
Reached its current status.
It was no longer possible for Guilliman to fight in person as he had done before.
Unless those omniscient and omnipotent beings appear, he will have the possibility of leaving the solar system and fighting those guys.
Of course, Guilliman had a feeling that he wouldn't have to wait long.
The expansion of the empire will inevitably affect the interests of those guys.
There will be a war between the two sides.
I must seize this time to improve the empire's various initiatives.
By then, we can focus on dealing with those omniscient and omnipotent ones.
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Destruction enveloped the plateau.
The last pure land will be breached.
Countless heroes are roaring and fighting the final battle all over the plateau.
I want to shed my blood before the final moment comes, and I want to fight until the last moment.
Let these damn invaders know their pride and their integrity.
But the fate was already determined.
Destruction will eventually consume everything, including themselves.
Wave after wave of imperial troops reached the plateau through teleportation, airdrops, transport ships and other means.
The Titans led the way, and the steel behemoths, hundreds of meters tall, continued to bombard, causing mountains and rivers to collapse wherever they passed.
The knight mechas and heavy vehicle phalanxes rumbled past, pressing out roads through the ruins along the way.
At this time, there was no place on the plateau that was not affected by the war.
There were sounds of fighting and crying everywhere.
Nine guardians stood in the center of the palace, looking out at the torn sky.
Countless souls are screaming in the spiritual realm.
Death, despair, unwillingness and pain turned into a torrent, causing terrible storms in the spiritual world.
The plateau that held hope and the future was dead.
It once had countless magical medicines and immortal objects, as well as countless caves and secret realms left behind by sages and immortal emperors.
Today, it has become a hell flooded with blood.
The palaces and caves that carried the Taoist fruits and insights of the Immortal Emperors, Taoist ancestors, and ancient sages were burned down.
All sacred things and all ancient traditions were completely destroyed.
The plateau, which was as big as a world, was reduced to ruins.
Terrible cracks tore through the mountains and rivers.
Even the runes containing the rhyme of Tao became dim and were even torn into pieces.
The avenues were attacked like never before.
The nine guardians watched as the plateau burned in the brutal war started by the invaders.
Watch the road shattered, watch the sun, moon and stars explode into pieces, watch the mountains and rivers be completely destroyed.
Above the palace where they were located, there were rows of warships, all holding up protective shields.
Those protective shields are extremely strange and can weaken their earth-shattering magic.
When attacking those protective shields, they will feel powerless.
It was as if a terrifying wave had created a hundred-meter-high wave, but it ended up hitting a rock.
It looks powerful, but its lethality is very limited.
Suddenly, hundreds of light beams and metal ships rushed out and landed all over the vast palace.
"They are here to take our lives," whispered a Guardian.
"How arrogant."
Another guardian said coldly.
"Then let them come. Even if they can't win, let them suffer a little."
The nine guardians looked at each other and could see the determination in each other's eyes.
The country is broken, the sun and the moon are overturned, and they should also do their part.
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The sounds of shouting and killing were endless.
There were dead people and cries everywhere.
The surviving creatures were forced to retreat.
Until there is no more room to retreat.
The empire showed no mercy and massacred people along the way.
No one was spared, regardless of gender, age or status.
It can be said that there were corpses everywhere and blood flowed like a river.
Compared to the howls of grief from many alien races, the officials of the empire were already celebrating the victory of the empire.
As long as some time passes, the power of the Dharma-Ending Device will gradually increase.
Let the power of the plateau be suppressed.
Let the extraordinary be truly dead, let the myth die completely.
By then, none of the aliens still hiding in various places on the plateau will survive.
On the muster deck of the Macragge's Glory.
Several veterans looked helplessly at Calga who was putting on armor accessories.
"Commander, I really don't recommend you take any risks. Victory is already in our pockets, and it is taboo for a commander to go into battle."
"I will chop off the heads of those aliens."
Facing his subordinates' dissuasion, Calgar said without question.
"We have shed too much blood for this cause. Many mortals have set out from their hometowns, but have never been able to go back to see their parents, and can no longer return to their homeland. Their souls can only return to the throne. I will cut off the heads of those aliens and declare victory to all the imperial soldiers, declaring their honor and achievements."
Several veterans looked at each other and finally bowed their heads in salute.
Calgar's will cannot be violated.
Because he represents the Holy Emperor.
"Praise the Holy Emperor, the power armor is in perfect working order."
Binary chanting sounded.
The servitor and the priest who were performing the final inspection on the armor saluted and then retreated.
Calga moved his limbs, and the servo motors, nanorobots, space projection and other modules made slight sounds, which mixed together like a vague movement of death.
The armor he was wearing was made using the empire's most advanced technology.
After confirming that there was no problem, he turned to look at the many soldiers who were ready and had put on their oath stickers.
"Now, warriors, it's time to pour destruction on the enemy's heads." Calgar raised his iron fist and roared.
"Fight for the Holy Emperor."
"Fight for the Holy Emperor."
Many Primaris warriors roared.
The combined shouts were enough to drown out the battlefield.
Calgar's guards formed a circle with shields and power axes in hand, ready to teleport directly to where the battle was most dangerous.
Teleporting light flooded the deck.
Space and time are distorted.
After a flash of light, they appeared in the mottled, ancient palace.
The palace is very old and it is unknown how many years it has stood.
Unfortunately, there is nothing eternal in the universe.
No matter how long it stands, it will eventually come to an end.
Thousands of aliens stood there.
They were enveloped in light.
There are strange noises around.
There were also various terrifying visions formed by the ether rolling around.
Each of them has terrifying and disgusting mutations.
They have completely deviated from the original appearance of their species.
The very nature of the Warp has long been tainted.
The deeper you delve into it, the more horrifyingly twisted it becomes.
There was a roar of anger at their sudden appearance.
"Crush them," growled Calgar.
The Primaris raised their weapons and fired the first volley.
In an instant, the alien array let out miserable howls and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
A series of terrifying psychic energy fluctuations erupted.
The aliens who dodged the first wave of volleys rushed forward with weapons in hand.
A Primaris warrior was pierced through on the spot. The long sword shining with rich psychic light could not even be suppressed by the anti-warp force field of the armor.
These aliens already know that this is their final struggle.
They no longer held back, pouring all their strength into their weapons in an effort to break the Primaris' defenses and tear through their armor.
The fight between the two sides was so brutal, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and debris everywhere.
Calgar joined the battle with a roar.
Huge fists swung.
The blue electric arcs covering the gloves easily tore through the bodies of the aliens.
Their magic swords and tripods were smashed to pieces by Karga's iron fist.
The fragments of the magic weapons and their remains fell to the ground one after another.
A creature covered in light and with a strange halo behind it rushed towards Calgar.
Strange whispers could still be heard echoing around the creature.
When walking, various illusions will frequently appear in the void.
According to the indigenous aliens, this is the resonance between the practitioner himself and the Tao.
Karga felt a little sick.
This is clearly a sign of contamination from the subspace.
The higher the level of the practitioner, the more terrifying the signs of pollution.
The alien rushed towards him.
Calgar swung his iron fist to block the opponent's sword.
The shield blocked the so-called sword energy and transferred the huge impact force to the subspace.
He punched him and smashed half of his face.
Then he punched the opponent's body again, causing it to explode.
Karga and others fought their way in.
Countless aliens fell along the way.
They were all once extremely powerful men who dominated their respective regions.
But now he was ruthlessly killed.
Under the suppression of the Dharma-Ending Device, these powerful aliens are like fish trapped in a puddle in a dried-up ocean.
The empire dried up the extraordinary ocean, and these extraordinary beings could only hide in puddles, no longer able to exert their former power.
The team went deeper and deeper, and finally in the innermost and widest hall, Calga saw the biggest goal of this trip.
Endless runes were suspended in the air of that hall.
In the center of the hall is an altar, mottled and ancient.
There was a strange light coming from the middle of the altar, and there were whispers.
The altar seemed to be connected to another terrifying time and space, presenting a strange spiral device that was slowly rotating.
Pure transcendental power overflows with every spin.
It's as if the altar is some kind of transformation mechanism.
The heavenly realm is the core of all realms.
The Lenovo altar is the core of the core.
It is a consensus in the Empire that the Warp has been polluted.
The more you use it, the more likely you are to be targeted by the Unliving Ones, and the more likely you are to mutate.
Just like the Thousand Sons Legion before they rebelled.
They were originally intended to supplement the empire's extraordinary power.
However, the psionic power that made them what they are is also what poisoned them.
Members of the Thousand Sons Legion frequently develop various distorted limbs.
That is what happens when you abuse the power of the Warp.
This civilization is a community of practitioners with extraordinary powers.
Without the help of heaven, such universal practice will only produce a group of monsters who have lost their self-identity.
Nine aliens shrouded in a strange glow sat cross-legged on their respective thrones.
The only thing you can see is a pair of eyes.
Their bodies are very tall, even taller than the Primaris warriors.
The nine creatures looked at Calga who came in.
"Human race." A guardian whispered, "I didn't expect it to be successful. Has the civilization war theory come to fruition? Has the extraordinary really fallen?"
Every word uttered by the guardian caused the roar of the avenue. If there were a practitioner standing here, just by listening to its words, he would be able to attain enlightenment and embark on an invincible path.
"Shameful alien." Calga did not hear any roar from the avenue, but instead felt that the sound was very strange.
"An ignorant, short-lived creature." Another guardian said with disdain in his tone.
Even the impending failure did not hinder its arrogance.
"It's finally time to end it." Calga said in a cold tone. Through the translator, he could understand what the other party said. "All of you, die, in the name of the Holy Emperor."
Calgar raised his gloves, and the twin-linked bolters mounted underneath the gloves roared.
The fired bombs were blocked by the light shield summoned by the nine guardians waving their hands.
“That’s it!
"One guardian was very disdainful of such an attack. To kill these immortal beings with such means was simply a foolish dream.
Before he could finish his words, the exploding bomb caused the guardian to suffer a great loss.
The bombs are no longer simple high-explosive gunpowder, but anti-subspace bombs specially designed to target extraordinary creatures.
Once it explodes, it will be released and splash out.
Able to pierce psionic shields with ease, destroying the immortality of supernatural creatures.
After the explosion, several Guardians screamed.
Black blood flowed from their twisted bodies.
Then Calgar rushed towards a Guardian.
The huge iron fist continued to hit the opponent's strange body.
Several of his personal guards followed him and rushed forward after roaring.
The two sides fought fiercely.
There is no point in performing magic from a distance or bombarding with firepower.
At such a close distance, close combat is the most effective.
Long-range attacks are difficult to cause harm to both parties who are on guard.
The nine guardians fought in close combat with all their might.
Slimy tentacles whipped the air.
The battle soon became intense.
However, the guards brought by Calga were no match for those guardians.
Several soldiers were caught in the wrapping, and with a sudden force, their armor and bones were crushed.
You know, their armor has a hardness comparable to that of neutron star materials, but now it is easily twisted into a twist.
After two guardians were killed, Calgar was the only one left.
The other battle-brothers were dead.
Crushed and pierced by those alien tentacles and weird limbs.
Karga was fearless.
He swung his iron fist, pouring a force that was enough to be called catastrophic into the opponent's skull.
One of the guardians' heads exploded instantly.
The twisted body was also swept away by the huge impact force and burned in the air.
Another one of the seven guardians was killed.
"Even if we lose, we must take him with us." A guardian said coldly.
"Dream on!" Calgar grabbed another guardian with his backhand, lifted him up, and then slammed him onto his knees.
He fell so hard that his spine was broken.
Then he punched the other person's head.
Calgar spent his life either fighting or on his way to a fight.
The number of years he had lived was not even a fraction of those guardians.
But his close combat skills are much stronger than these so-called guardians.
In most battles, he needs to fight at close range.
Unlike these guardians, who are said to have fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
But they rely too much on psychic powers rather than physical combat.
When it comes to close combat, it can be said that I have little experience.
After a fierce battle among the remaining six guardians, Calgar was killed at the cost of having his jaw shattered and one of his eyes blown out, leaving only three of them.
Calgar was bleeding profusely, but he became more and more courageous as the battle went on, fighting for his life.
One by one, the three guardians were soon beaten to the point of being on the verge of death, and only one final blow was needed.
Karga felt a sharp pain in his back, a burning sensation.
A guardian took advantage of his unpreparedness and stabbed a mottled, rusty iron sword into his body.
"This is a sword left by an ancient sage. It is said to have the power to kill the Supreme." The guardian said coldly: "This sword has been nurtured for countless years and is extremely fierce."
Karga roared angrily and punched the opponent on the head, breaking his bones and tendons, and he flew backwards.
"Strike him while he's weak." Another guardian roared, and once again took out a weapon left by the ancient sages, wanting to kill the leader of the invaders once and for all.
“WAAAAAAAAGH!
"A deafening roar sounded.
The palace was knocked down.
The huge orc emperor - Ufo and his men rushed in from another direction.
The guardian was sent flying backwards by the huge impact.
Under the influence of the Dharma-Ending Device, its power is no longer as terrifying as before, and it can't even withstand the brutal charge of the Orc Emperor.
The three remaining guardians were quickly killed and one was captured.
Calgar pulled out the rusty sword that had pierced his body and used the self-healing function of the Heart of the Empire to heal the wound.
He cut off the head of a guardian and announced the victory to the expeditionary force.
After a long battle, they presented the first universe to the Holy Emperor.
However, it has just left the public eye.
Karga fell down.
The wound inflicted by the sword was opened again, and the Heart of the Empire could no longer heal.
Karga was rushed to the operating room.
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“His vital signs are still declining.”
"Block the news."
"Heart of the Empire is keeping him alive, but the situation is not good."
The clean and sterile medical room seemed like a shiny desert.
Steel cabinets are placed against the tiled wall.
The light of the indicator lights shone inside.
Cold, soulless glass rooms and laboratories crisscross.
The medical staff were hurrying around, looking anxious.
Several renowned medical sages and genetic sages were directing medical personnel to treat the giant on his bed.
A group of high-ranking expeditionary generals stood outside the medical room separated by hardened glass, all with worried looks on their faces.
As the expedition commander of Universe 04, Calgar was lying in a spotless operating room.
His entire body was filled with tubes and cables as dense as a spider web.
Several shiny metal tubes, too big for one person to embrace, were placed around the operating table.
The piston reciprocated back and forth, the machine hummed, and various liquids and blood mercury were introduced into the catheter and input into Calgar's body.
"Father!
”
Calgar, lying on the operating table, was in a daze, mumbling to himself.
Blood gushed out from the wound that could not be stopped, and in just a few seconds, it dyed the white operating table red.
It also flowed to the ground.
Such a horrific amount of blood loss.
If it weren't for the maintenance of the Heart of the Empire, Calgar would have died immediately.
He could clearly feel the aliens' final malicious attack wreaking havoc on the body that contained his immortal power.
Calgar felt death at a closer distance than ever before.
It is coming, trying to take me away.
No!
Calgar screamed in his heart.
How could he fall down here when he hasn't fulfilled his duty
A feeling of panic rose in Calgar's heart.
He was not afraid of death, nor of eternal annihilation.
But he was afraid of the disappointment and pain of the Gene Father.
He had sworn that he would never abandon his duties until they were fulfilled.
“Can’t die!
”
Calgar wanted to use up his formidable willpower to make his body respond to the Heart of the Empire's repair program again.
However, this is just a meaningless thing.
His organs were failing.
The urgent alarm of the Heart of the Empire continued to ring in his ears.
Everything before my eyes began to become confusing.
"Quick, increase the pressure and inject the repair nanofluid in."
A medical sage yelled.
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The news of the expeditionary fleet's victory came faster than Guilliman's.
The news that Universe 04 had been conquered was a storm.
As Guilliman had expected, it caused a huge response within the Empire.
Countless cheers rang out across Terra, the solar system, the entire human race, and even every human colony.
Humanity successfully conquered the first universe.
The importance of this achievement to mankind is no less than the first discovery of fire.
Countless people rushed to tell each other the news, and some even cried with joy, rejoicing at the great victory achieved by the empire.
However, people only know that Universe 04 was conquered.
The news that the Terra executives received was shrouded in shadow.
The commander of the expeditionary force of Universe 04, Lord Calgar was injured in the final battle.
The medical sage's treatment was unsuccessful and he could only barely save his life.
Currently, Lord Kargar has been placed in a stasis coffin and is being rushed back to the home universe, back to Terra.
The only person in the empire who could save this great hero is the supreme, holy and bright Holy Emperor.