Chapter 52: The Landing of the Old Star Warriors, About the Second Original Body (the Fifth Day of 10,000 Words a Day, Please Subscribe)

"Sir, the Faceless Team that tracked the spores, um, they now call themselves the Faceless Chapter. Chapter Master Longfeis asked you to go to that planet to meet the Emperor, the former Imperial Guard, the Emperor's Eye is also there. Uh, to be disrespectful, Longfeis mentioned that the Emperor instructed the establishment of the Second Terra there."

The Chief of the Think Tank Morse brought this news to Briman Noy, who had just walked out of the training room, and reported this information with some doubts.

As a think tank, Morse has read all the archives of the old star warriors and even the home planet of the Ultramarines, and knows how exciting the term Second Terra is to them, the sons and grandsons of the blue.

Breman's face was stiff, and he walked towards the armored area of ​​the ship. He said:

"What is Longfeis doing? Is there a bug or chaos that can change cognition? Or is his brain mistakenly taking some lost civilizations' past memories of Terra as the truth? God, he should have inherited his master's flesh and blood. In the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago, there were countless human civilizations that called themselves Terra and thought they were the sacred land of the empire. Morse, it is necessary to equip the reconnaissance team with a think tank. I don't want to see this stupid thing again."

After Breman finished speaking, he had already stood on the spiral staircase. This mechanical device will send the space warriors to the armored area, where the servitors will praise them and complete the armoring ceremony.

"And now, I will take a team to see what kind of shit is in this guy's head. I didn't see him when he was operated on. Don't inject any drugs that affect IQ into him."

A transport ship roared out, left the old star warrior's ship, and flew towards the only life planet in this galaxy.

They found the location of the Faceless Team based on the location. The huge transport ship landed in broad daylight. Many people saw with their own eyes that the giants similar to the gods who brought the Titans thousands of years ago walked out and walked towards the camp of the first company of the second Terra.

Several dead men who had slowly lurked near the camp and were ready to assassinate Ryan tonight left with curses.

These were people from the church. Some old antiques were very angry that the Great Sun was called the Emperor and Noah's image was even above the Emperor.

These people assassinated Ryan not mainly for power and profit, but to implement the purity of their beliefs.

Then their people saw the gods who brought the Great Sun faith personally descended to Ryan Will. Why assassinate him? Ryan Will is not a heretic, this is the Son of God!

And it's the kind that has been crucified for real, it's really true.

Now if they take action, wouldn't it be saying that our church is a heresy, and heresy is the church.

It's bad, I've become a heretic.

These assassins did not dare to approach the armored Titans, and watched them enter the camp of the First Company.

The former Faceless Squad leader, now the Faceless Chapter leader, Longfeis raised his head and looked directly at his former superior, who was also his brother.

As the Chapter Leader appointed by the Emperor himself, Longfeis felt that he could not lose face, and he stood out as a rebel, and then Bremen slapped him.

Father, Bremen's name is similar to yours, but he is definitely not your kind!

We Ultramarines are not so unreasonable!

Longfeis was slapped hard, but he was thinking about this in his mind.

The think tank behind Bremen had begun to identify and scan the nearby psychic energy and subspace reactions, frowning, and before looking in the direction of the Emperor, Longfeis rushed over and pressed him to the ground.

"The Emperor is in that direction, you will be blind."

He yelled, and then was surrounded by the Chapter Leader's guards, and the grenade gun was already against his head.

Damn, since the Emperor has remembered me, I should wear a helmet.

It hurts to be slapped by the power armor, and now the bolter is against my forehead. If I accidentally fire, I will definitely die.

Breman stretched out his hand, signaled the guards to stand at ease, and said:

"You still care about your brothers, Longfeis, I don't think your character is degenerate. Take me to see that false emperor, I want to see what kind of guy dares to pretend to be the great emperor, and also makes you so confused."

Longfeis got up from the ground, took out a helmet from his team's equipment library and put it on, and said:

"Come with me."

Breman completely ignored the mortals around him who were looking at him curiously, and didn't pay attention. Anyway, he saw the symbol of the double-headed eagle. The people here at least think they are part of the empire, so there is still hope.

Ryan Will didn't even bother to follow him. The emperor's sacred dirty words would convince these blue elves. He was busy arranging the air defense positions for the new city of Second Terra for the Titans to prevent the first wave of Tyranids from landing directly over the new city when they arrived.

With the repair of the Titans in the south, a total of 28 Warhound-class Titans in the east, south, west and north could complete a good firepower network defense measure, and two Titans were equipped with Predator-class artillery, which could give full play to the firepower advantage of the Predator Titans when standing still.

With the assistance of the Old Star Warriors, the most important issue next was how to find enough transport ships to take away all the people on this planet.

Fortunately, the size of this planet is already small. In addition, the southern territory has encountered a zombie plague. The current total population is only 7 million. In the name of the Emperor, it is not a problem to find a remote planet as a new home in World 500. .

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During the subspace voyage, efforts must be made to prevent these seven million people from being corrupted by Chaos, and the spread of the faith of Second Terra will officially begin.

After entering the subspace, the light that Noah has entered into the subspace will definitely answer the prayers of the people of Second Terra, and the problem of chaos pollution will be solved.

He was rushing to study this problem with Harry and Bryce in front of the mechanical base.

Icarus was standing solemnly in front of the Titan of Guardianship, watching a golden gene stealer that had just grown eight limbs, under the command of Gorgart waving the holy sword, destroying the survivors planted in the southern border. The seeds of infection in the body were pulled out one by one.

Because the genestealer's cry was similar to a croak, Gorgart called it a croak.

"Oh my god! Longfis, this is a gene stealer. You can actually tolerate this dangerous alien alive. You are really overwhelmed by the weirdness here!"

Briman's voice came, with uncontrollable anger in his tone. He quickly drew out his bolter and aimed at the golden croak. The think tank around Briman has completed the information transmission and called the brothers of the Old Star Warriors who have completed the layout of the reconnaissance network nodes to rush here.

"Quack~"

Guagua sensed the danger and displayed the astonishing speed of a Genestealer. He jumped back and hid behind Icarus before Briman's bolter bullets came out.

"Finally, a face that is not very similar to Guilliman. Let me think about it, my God, you - forget it, the source of your gene seed is a bit hard for me to talk about. It even makes me feel that the skull of Terra is far away. It’s a little itchy.”

The emperor's sacred voice came from the Titan of Guardianship, and the bullets that were fired were stagnated in the air. Then the flames flowed back, the bullet casings returned, and time was turned back.

It is obvious that this new god has become more and more skilled in the authority that the power of divinity brings to him.

"Bremman Noy, no one has told you in all these years that you don't look like your primarch father, Guilliman?"

The Emperor's voice came again, and the think tank behind Briman was already kneeling on the ground and wailing. As a psychic unit, he could feel the Emperor's hugeness better than his other siblings.

It's too, too big, and his head can't hold such knowledge.

Even Briman, who was furious after seeing Guagua, fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face just like Longfis before.

Oh my god, the bad news is, the Emperor says his father is not his father.

The good news is that grandpa is still grandpa, but dad doesn’t know which one yet.

But, does he really look significantly different from Guilliman? Every time I returned to World 500 over the years, no one raised this opinion.

If he is the reason why the Old Star Warriors have some problems in complying with the Holy Code, doesn't it mean that the Old Star Warriors, a subgroup of ultramarines, are led by descendants of the gene seeds of another original body!

God, forgive me, father, ah no, adoptive father!

If what Grandpa Emperor said is true, he will be held responsible for the behavior of the old warriors hiding in XZ to collect supplies in response to censorship over the years!

When hearing the Emperor's voice, no Astartes thought they were bewitched. They knelt on one knee, thrust their chainswords into the ground, and bowed their heads to the Lord of Mankind.

"The Tyranids are coming, warriors. I have been watching this turbulent country for more than ten thousand years. Now, I am very pleased that your battle has continued the destiny of the Human Empire. Follow your father's orders, and in some aspects , He is indeed doing better than me. Briman, find a large enough transport ship. The seven million people on this planet are potential awakeners and may become your help in the future, so you must ensure that They evacuated successfully."

"As for you, Band." The emperor's voice paused and looked at the think tank, who shrank and trembled extremely.

The Emperor's early objections to the establishment of think tanks by the Space Marines were well known.

"Find your think tank chief Morse. There will be many psychic types among the insects, even creations that blaspheme the subspace. You must be prepared in advance. When capturing new types of living bodies, confirm their existence and tell this news Leave it to Guilliman."

"Old star warriors will live up to their orders!"

Briman roared in response to the emperor's instructions, but he still had many doubts, which made him uncontrollably offended:

"Emperor, please forgive my offense. Why don't you tell the regent yourself this news?"

"Tyra, I'm too, uh, I don't want to explain this problem, please change to the next one."

"Then, Your Majesty, can you tell me who my real genetic father is?"

"Actually, I didn't tell Guilliman because my mind in Terra is burned by the Star Torch every day and is entangled with the screams of too many sorrowful souls, making it difficult for me to concentrate. And Guilliman is eloquent, and I don't want to Arguing with him is like a father and a rebellious son who will never give in. Well, this question is answered, you can continue to fight, my warrior."

The Emperor ignored Breeman's second question and told Icarus to send the warriors away.

The accompanying think tank Bander had realized that Bremen called the Primarch Guilliman the regent, not the Primarch's father. It seemed that the fact that he could not find his biological father was a big blow to Bremen.

Although he was not as close to Bremen as the think tank chief Morse, he still comforted him:

"Sir, even if you are not our brother, you are still our commander. In fact, from some angles, we look quite similar. Everyone thinks that you are a qualified Ultramarines."

After everyone left, including Gorgat, who took Guagua to bed, Ikaros seemed to have returned to the time when he stood quietly in front of the palace to guard the throne of the emperor.

Then he heard a faint sigh:

"Second brother,"

Ikaros straightened his body, his enhanced hearing was ready to accept the truth of one of the greatest secrets of the human empire, until a psychic storm blocked Ikaros's hearing.

"Didn't Cawl use all of his gene-seed on the Primaris Space Marines? Haha, interesting. It's been ten thousand years. Maybe we still need to wait for a while, but at least a glimmer of hope has emerged."