"Get ready, we are about to go to war with an enemy whose technology is far superior to ours."
Guilliman said, "The Necrons are the greatest enemy of our race. The Charadon Sector is an important area for the Indomitus Crusade. It can provide more armaments and troops for the expeditionary corps. Ultramar alone cannot meet the needs of the expedition."
Guilliman stood up and looked down at the entire holographic projection.
The tall body of the Primarch left a huge shadow on the table.
The light-sensitive device automatically adjusts the projection brightness so that it always remains at the optimal visual brightness.
At this time, a man in a plain robe and with slender fingers walked into the strategy room.
He held a briefing sheet in his bony, claw-like hands.
"Sir, we have received a request for assistance from the planet Vetria. According to the local astropathic supervisor, the Zerg vanguard fleet will arrive in the Vetria system in three months. They hope to seek some help from the Empire."
Guilliman took the briefing from the man, which listed in detail some things about the Vitria system.
After reading it, he gave it to Karga and others and asked them to circulate it among each other.
"Now we are facing a new problem. If the Vitria galaxy is attacked by the Zerg three months later, perhaps we should give priority to evacuating the local residents and turn it into a huge fortress to resist the Zerg attack." Calga was the first to speak and expressed his opinion.
As he spoke, the others began to discuss in low voices.
"Indeed it should be so," said Guilliman after a moment's reflection. "Vetria will be a battlefield. The Tyranids are not weaklings. War will inevitably break out in all parts of the system. Those men and women who are unable to fight should leave. Those men and women of the right age, regardless of their status and position, should stay."
"Calgar." Guilliman looked at Calgar, "We can't fight on two fronts. I need someone to build defenses in the Vetria system, evacuate the local residents, and hold the Zerg there. Until the Imperial forces clear out the Undeads and turn to deal with the Tyranids, can you take on this responsibility?"
"My lord, I can," said Calgar.
"I will not give you too many resources. That would weaken the Empire's attack on the Undead, making it impossible for the Empire to quickly and completely destroy the two Undead Dynasties."
"I will do everything in my power to keep the Tyranids out of the Vetria system," Karga said. "I will live and die with the Vetria system."
"That is very good," said Guilliman.
After coordinating the information and allocating the forces to fight the Zerg and eliminate the Undead, the meeting was declared over.
Calgar led a part of the regiment to the Vitria system.
Build a galaxy defense network there to defend and contain the Zerg fleet.
Guilliman will lead the Imperial forces to destroy the two Necron dynasties and completely eliminate them from the Charadon Sector.
Then turn your guns around and deal with the Tyranids.
The meeting ended, and Guilliman kept Forge-General Kren.
"Sir." Kren saluted respectfully, his bloated body making a mechanical humming sound, "Is there anything else?"
Guilliman did not reply, but produced a data storage device.
"This is data knowledge about the latest teleportation technology. All theoretical formulas and technological creations are included in it."
The technical knowledge in the data storage device is newly integrated.
After optimization, it can be used directly.
Part of this technical knowledge was analyzed from the alien lighthouse, part was the database knowledge obtained by Guilliman, and some was the original teleportation technology of the Mechanicus.
These technologies have already had preliminary applications, namely the unique teleportation device currently on the Sky Punishment Colossus.
In the decisive battle between Guilliman and Arsonist, Calgar led the Titan Legion and was thrown into the battlefield with a flash of light, which was the application of this technology.
The emergence of this technology will allow the Human Empire to open portals directly on the ground like the Undead, and continuously transport troops from ships.
There is no need to rely on tools such as Stormbirds, gunships, and airborne capsules.
It is a very important technological revolution for the human empire.
Of course, means such as Storm Bird and Airdrop Pod will not be abandoned, but will become secondary auxiliary means.
"Sir, what do you mean?" A hint of greed flashed in Kren's eyes.
No Mechanic Priest can resist the temptation of knowledge.
Karen couldn't do it either.
Even though he gave orders to his processing center several times, it was not to focus on the data storage device.
But he still kept turning his head to look.
It was as if Grandet had seen gold and silver.
"Do not act like this in my presence, Kren," said Guilliman. "I know your true nature. You want this, don't you?"
Guilliman pushed the data storage device in front of Kren.
"I have a lot of new technologies in my hands, such as the star-destroying cannons on the Sky Punishment Colossus, molecular-level nanomachine swarms, lighthouses, and quantum communications. These are technologies that the Empire does not have."
"I have personally witnessed the Temple of Truth of the God of All Machines. I am familiar with many technologies that you do not know. These technologies are so great that they can allow us to rule the entire galaxy and even contact other galaxies."
Guilliman stood up and said with a smile, "I now formally invite you to join my team. Of course, you can refuse my invitation. Because of your contribution this time, I don't intend to let you do anything, but these technologies are destined to be out of your reach."
"And you will only be given one chance. When you see the new technologies being used in the empire, you will want to follow me belatedly. By then, your status will be very low, and you will not be eligible to use these new technologies."
"My Lord?" Kren looked at Guilliman, his tone a little solemn and uneasy, "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to stand by me. No matter what the situation is, you must follow my orders. Even if it's Terra or Mars, their orders are not allowed to override my orders. Can you do it?"
Guilliman's eyes were fixed on Kren's massive metal form.
There is not much flesh and blood left on the bloated and huge body.
It also means that this guy doesn't have much humanity left.
The pursuit of machinery has surpassed everything.
Kren looked at Guilliman, a rare hint of fear in his mechanical eyes.
"What do you mean?? Are you going to take your father's place??"
There was a hint of fear in Kren's tone.
"No, it's to take back my father's empire from those shameful traitors. Look at what those corrupt bureaucrats have done. Kren, I have been asleep for ten thousand years, and mankind has made no progress in these ten thousand years."
"Those old machines from ten thousand years ago are still in use today. No matter how you describe them with the glory of the God of All Machines, it is undeniable that you have been standing still for the past ten thousand years. Isn't this a sad thing?"
"Now those guys are still trying to use all kinds of excuses to hinder my progress and prevent me from realizing my father's ideals. As the reform progresses, I can feel their malice, which is no less than that of the Chaos evil creatures. They even want me to sleep again, even if it means the extinction of mankind, they don't care."
"Any reform has a price. I am extremely reluctant to see another civil war among humans. But many things cannot be changed by the will of an individual. As the reform goes deeper, the possibility of those guys banding together to resist will increase."
"Plus, the Custodians have never had a favorable impression of the Space Marines. Once a conflict breaks out, they are likely to attack me in the name of the Emperor. Therefore, I must have my own base and completely defeat all those who try to obstruct me. Only then can I achieve the victory I want and shape the human civilization that my father and I have planned and envisioned."
Guilliman said in a deep voice, "You can choose to agree or refuse. You must make a decision now. I give you the power to refuse, but today's news must be kept secret. If I hear any rumors, I will kill you directly."
The Terra Senate controls Terra, Mars, and most importantly, they can issue various orders in the name of the Emperor.
Guilliman's current reforms are not drastic, but still leave a way out for those nobles and bureaucrats who are willing to embrace change.
But not everyone is willing to accept it.
They preferred to think that it was Guilliman who took what was theirs.
Don't put anything on the conscience and loyalty of those bureaucrats.
That would be unreliable and stupid.
Guilliman must be prepared to overthrow them all.
Especially the Imperial Guards.
Before Horus rebelled, the Custodes had already had issues with the Primarch.
He is very arrogant and self-righteous when following the emperor.
After the Horus Heresy, they became even more dissatisfied with their Primarch and the Space Marines.
In the original plot line, Guilliman returned to Terra, and many of the Custodes had objections to Guilliman's return.
They secretly said he wanted to usurp the throne of the Emperor.
It can be said that it is full of distrust.
Some of the Custodians are even more shameless and cruel, and they would even kill any Space Marines who showed any signs of rebellion.
Some of them were assigned there, and they were killed directly by them.
The most tragic were the Primaris Space Marines sent to reshape the Brass Dragon.
When we arrived at the mother planet, we found that the Brass Dragon had rebelled. Before we could say a word, we were regarded as a traitor.
Someone said that we should find out more and not be so arbitrary.
With a bang, he was killed instantly.
That was simple and crude, even cruel.
There were also several Primaris Space Marines who were sent as instructors and had not yet joined the Brass Dragon. They were also killed by the Custodians as traitors.
It’s really outrageous!!
One can imagine how divided the empire was.
Guilliman had to prepare.
When the imperial guards slandered him for rebellion.
It would be best if Guilliman actually rebelled and had the ability to do so.
In this world, honest people are the most likely to suffer losses.
Some people keep talking endlessly to honest and decent people and act self-righteously.
A ruthless person came and slapped those people twice, making them cry for their parents.
Those people will instead be honest and respectful.
The Emperor hasn't spoken in ten thousand years.
The Terra Senate and the Custodes act recklessly in the name of protecting the Emperor and turn a blind eye to the overall plight of humanity, which in itself is the greatest betrayal of the Emperor.
If we go by the 30k standard, Terra can definitely be put in the same league as Horus.
Kren was silent for a moment, only the processing center in his skull was humming.
Both sides were silent.
After a long time.
Karen finally made up his mind.
"I will serve you. Even if Terra and Mars are on the opposite side, I will firmly obey your orders."
"That's exactly what I like to hear. This is yours." Guilliman smiled and pushed the data storage device in front of Kren.
"Remember the oath you made today. If you violate it in the future, I will make you pay the heaviest price." Guilliman said.
"That would never happen," Kron said.
"I hope so. As for the relevant technology, Macragge will have a dedicated technical team to connect with the many forge worlds in the Charadon sector. In addition, I need you to do another thing."
Guilliman turned on the holographic projection, showing scenes of the Necrons' past wars.
The human forces had a very difficult fight.
The technology of both sides is totally not on the same level.
"What's going on?" Karen asked.
"I need you to form a team. The technology of the Necrons is far superior to our human empire. If we can obtain some technological achievements from the ruins of the Necrons Dynasty in this battle, it will be considered a gain."
"The God of All Machinery knows the truth of the entire universe. All mechanical technology and knowledge should belong to the God of All Machinery and also to mankind. Those damn aliens took away these technologies. We must take them back instead of letting them be desecrated in the hands of the aliens."
Guilliman considered it and changed his words.
Seize the alien technological knowledge in the name of the God of All Machines so that the mechanical priests will not be so disgusted and reduce internal divisions.
"I will do it, my Lord."
Kren nodded and promised to form a team for Guilliman to absorb the alien technology for the use of mankind.
... ... ... ... ... ...
After explaining everything to Forge General Kren, Guilliman let him go about his business.
He went to the bottom of Macragge to find out some information about the subspace.
The news from Pharos has arrived.
Magnus was severely tricked by a move he had made long ago.
I guess he's still recovering on the Wizard Star.
I guess it won’t be another ten or twenty years before this guy dares to cause trouble again.
It was a pleasant surprise.
After dealing with Magnus, the next one is Mortarion. This guy has created a plague.
I just don’t know where to put it!!
There is no news about Fulgrim at the moment, nor any news about Perturabo and Lorgar.
These are all hidden dangers.
We must investigate thoroughly and solve them one by one.
Even though they have been promoted to demons, these guys are still primarchs, and their wisdom and strategy are no less than anyone else in the galaxy.
Guilliman dared not show any disrespect, otherwise he would pay a heavy price.
... ... ... ...
In the dungeon.
As soon as he got into the elevator, Guilliman felt a chilly breath.
The etheric power of the warp permeates.
As soon as he reached the dungeon corridor, Guilliman heard a sound coming from deep inside the dungeon.
Cherubel was still trying to threaten and seduce Vincenhorn and his watchers.
"You will pay the price, Vincent Horn. I am the Demon Prince. When you turn to ash and I am still alive, I will hunt your soul and make you suffer in the flames of hell. You will be enslaved by me forever."
"You can release me now, then I might have mercy on a fool like you and let you go magnanimously. Otherwise, you will feel my wrath, and no matter how long it takes, I will use the most cruel means to avenge you."
"Don't think that the curser's own children can change anything. The gods will play with the ashes after the destruction of the universe. This is the fate that was determined the moment the universe was created. Destruction and rebirth are cyclical. Where there is birth, there must be destruction."
"Submit to me, Vincent Horn, and stop following that Primarch. He will not be able to protect himself, and the native inhabitants of the Warp will not let him go."
"I want to hear it! What kind of method is it that won't let go?"
When Cherubel was speaking excitedly, a voice interrupted him.
"Even if I tell you, you won't understand." Cherubel retorted subconsciously.
But the next second, he couldn't help shaking all over as if he had seen something terrible.
A tall giant wearing azure power armor walked out of the corridor.
His eyes were as deep and mysterious as the stars, and anyone who looked directly into him would be sucked into them.
"Respected Lord of Ultramar, Gene Father of the Ultramarines, Thirteen Primarchs of the Emperor, Savior of Humanity, Great Son of Vengeance, Wise Regent of the Empire, Lord Roboute Guilliman, welcome."
After receiving several Iron Fist educations in succession, Cherubel became much more obedient.
When he saw Guilliman appear, he was no longer the same as before, but instead looked servile and submissive.
"I am very happy with your attitude now." Guilliman walked up to Zirubel, looked at him, and then slapped him. The sound of "slap" echoed throughout the dungeon.
"But I don't like the tone of your voice just now."
Qi Lubeier's head was almost blown off.
A feeling of grief and indignation rose in my heart.
The little kid bullied me because I was weak and powerless, and I couldn't bear to slap him in the face.
What a shame, what a shame.
Too much bullying!!
This is too much bullying!!
If his life had not been in the hands of this bastard, Cherubel would have rushed forward to kill this so-called Primarch.
Hold on, hold on!!
A gentleman cannot tolerate evil, but a devil can.
Three thousand years in the east of the Milky Way, three thousand years in the west of the Milky Way.
As long as you don't die, you will always find a chance to escape and a chance to turn the situation around.
By then, freedom will be in my hands, and the human race will flow into rivers of blood.
"Your Excellency is right in teaching me this lesson. I will definitely pay attention to it next time."
Cherubel had a smile on his face, and even though his head was almost broken off by a blow, he still acted like a dog.
If you can't resist, you can only live in disgrace.
“What’s the latest news?” Guilliman asked. “What’s the situation in the Warp?”
"My Lord, I have been trapped here." Cherubel said, "You just summoned those demons not long ago, and I guess there is no new information."
"What a bunch of rubbish." Guilliman looked at the demon in front of him with disdain, "You can't even gather intelligence properly. Find a way, otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do to you."
Cherubel: eo(╥﹏╥)o, I have lived for so long, but the number of times I have been humiliated by others is not as many as the times I have met the curser and his children in the past two years.
I am the Demon Prince, don’t I have any dignity? !
Always say trash.
How will I survive in the future
"Perhaps, we can summon new demons. There are countless primordial destroyers floating in the warp, and there are too few demons serving you, so intelligence cannot be gathered fast enough." Cherubel made a suggestion for the sake of his own life.
"That makes sense." Guilliman nodded. "The intelligence network is still not big enough. You have to work hard to plant some undercover demons in the areas of those four as soon as possible."
Cherubel was stunned for a moment, feeling a little shocked.
If I could plant an undercover agent in those four areas, I could get to the point where I would be beaten up by you for no reason! !
But he didn't dare say anything.
If you say too much, you will get beaten up again. It’s not worth it.
Life is hard for a demon, so just fool around for now.
As the Demon Prince of the Warp, Cherubel masters countless Warp sorceries.
He gave the real name of another demon, and he could summon the other party by using the real name and the ritual.
Guilliman was not good at this kind of ritual stuff.
Vincent Horn comes to assist him in summoning the demon.
After preparing the brazier and candles as required, Vincent Horn began to chant the spell.
Then cut your palm and drip the water into the brazier.
As he chanted the spell, a chilly wind blew through the dungeon, icy cold and chilling.
Weird noises were heard everywhere, and people looked around but couldn't see the source.
"Who is calling me? Where is the blood and flesh prepared for me?"
A strange sound rang out, echoing in the dungeon.
"Get out." Guilliman said impatiently, looking at the creeping darkness.
"Have some respect for me, mortal. You have no idea how powerful I am, or how long I have existed. I know everything that has ever happened in this universe. Offer me your soul, and I will grant you extraordinary knowledge and power. This is a very good deal."
The whispers were everywhere, unpredictable, and moved within the range of the magic circle.
But he couldn't escape the range of the magic circle.
The natives of the subspace are bound by certain laws, and whoever masters these laws can control them.
No matter how evil they are, they have to crawl at your feet and obey your orders.
Guilliman had no patience to listen to the shadow's words, he drew out the Emperor's sword, and the golden light illuminated everything in the darkness.
Screams of pain were heard.
The darkness twisted and struggled, then gradually faded away, and a monster covered with scales and horns appeared in the magic circle.
"The power of the cursed."
The demon let out a shrill scream and tried to leave, but found himself trapped.
"Now, let's talk about our deal." Guilliman walked over. "Give me your soul and you will have a chance to live. This is a very good deal."
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