Chapter 87: The Minotaur Warband Arrives

When Gorgat came out of the so-called Durya Archives, he felt a little weak and a little unable to walk.

He originally entered the archives with the intention of understanding the historical archives of this planet and seeing how to ensure that Second Terra could smoothly take over Durya's political power as soon as possible.

He was then told that the entire building was an archive, and all historical documents for more than two thousand years were sealed here. At the front were the tithes collected by the Empire every twenty years.

Of course, the twenty years of taxes were collected together.

Behind the sacred tax list were the names and tenure records of the successive planetary governors, as well as their achievements during their tenure.

Because Durya was under the control of the Empire's real power, the subspace route to Holy Terra had been stable enough for nearly three hundred years, so there were not many Chaos invasions.

The bugs and greenskins had no chance to penetrate deep into the heart of the Empire and threaten here.

There were only some alien aliens and heretical sects mixed in the hives, instilling rebellious ideas in the lower people.

There must be some Chaos believers in the upper echelons of Durya, but they are well disguised.

Besides, even the lower echelons of Holy Terra are inevitably subject to the spread of heretical beliefs, and it is normal for Durya to have some cult groups.

A crisp blocking sound rang out, and Moro subconsciously half-crouched and used the shield of his right arm to block the attack of the spear. If he changed the attack direction of the spear, it would directly pierce his arm and torso.

Moro's pupils shrank, why did the Imperial Guards come to that place to meddle.

However, the administrators who were gradually taught the real security faced by the empire believed that the empire was doomed to fail, and it would be better to limit it to the Seventh Terra to protect the people and pass on the fire of human civilization.

"It seems that he has no respect for that place. He has forgotten that some relics of the Pioneer Chapter are still in their hands. The Ultramarines will take these things back sooner or later."

Could it be that the Regent deliberately arranged to kill himself there in order to bury the past white history!

A bull head image with brown horns and angry red skin was painted under the right shoulder armor of Duryas, with a tyrannical and fierce aura.

We slowly arrived at the solidified Caliban jungle. It was not until we saw the outside scene that Moro's face lost a trace of emotion, and even feared.

"Let Buwaiman or Calgar come to you to talk about that matter. He is still qualified."

Fortunately, those Primaris Minotaur people did not carry weapons, so the murderous aura under their bodies was enough to make Aster, who received them later, feel pressure.

"You received the order of the Low Lord Emperor Will to come here. On the way here, you received a distress signal sent by the officials of Monquin, and learned that a rebellion had occurred under the planet."

Low Gat returned to the Seventh Terra and immediately devoted himself to work. Even when a battleship belonging to the Old Star Warriors landed on the morning of the seventh day, I had time to greet it.

This carefree little laugh made Longfeis very satisfied. I even knew whose subgroup Durya belonged to, but I couldn't bear to show off in the Caliban jungle, which symbolizes the home planet of the White and Dark Angels.

"Please take you to meet the Low Lord, so that you can know the purpose of Ryan's guidance of you here."

This ship is even larger than the mothership of the old star warriors, and it can be seen from the inside and outside that many cabins have been added, just like that ship is not a combat tool or a transport ship, but a home.

Moro told the information we got in a calm tone, but from my tone, it is obvious that we are more inclined to a Low Lord, but a big planetary governor.

Moro roared, and the last moment, this long blade was turned over, and the long handle was upward to pry open my shield defense, and then the dark golden guard pierced Moro's power armor with his backhand and threw it towards the near side.

Until the return of the regent, the situation was not resolved in a hurry. On the surface, the Durya Chapter assisted some low-lords in their rebellion, and those things were exposed later, so the political chaos of Holy Terra was strangled in the cradle by Givalman.

Astraro supported himself as the leader of the Seventh Terra Faced Chapter, and lost face in front of the brutal chapter of Durya with a little history, and said:

Perhaps the citizens of the Seventh Terra think that our life is still wrong, much worse than before.

Ikaros did not make another move, but stood still.

That made people believe that this rebellion in Holy Terra, which was almost a joke, was the regent himself who was fishing for law enforcement.

Moro just suffered a lot, which made me feel balanced.

"They will pay the price sooner or later."

That's as it should be, Givalman is such a character.

There were countless mortal assistants shuttling in the cabin, and several Primaris Space Marines, who were smaller than the special Space Marines and whose power armor was decorated with more conspicuous gold, walked onto the elevator.

Moro only brought eight Primaris veterans with him, and he didn't seem to be worried that it was a trap.

Even after the rebellion, we completed some Primarisization on Mars, and then went to Holy Terra to "assist" the Low Lords in seizing the regency.

In the eyes of Lowgat, that was not even similar to the current Emperor, always busy, always planning something famous, but still felt satisfied before making any achievements.

One of the reasons why Duriya was able to obtain Primaris on Mars that year, even earlier than the Ultramarines, was that my Chapter Commander was able to adapt to the situation, had clear goals, and fully cooperated with the Regent to play tricks on the little guys in the Administrative Council.

Throwing the tax catalog aside, Lowgate devoted himself to the administrative relations and responsibilities of various departments within the planet, and the production capacity of the factories responsible for each hive city, so he felt dizzy and walked out of the archives as if he had experienced a fierce battle.

When Lowgate was flipping through the documents, he found that the last time the Imperial government officials came to collect taxes was a month ago.

As long as it did not affect normal work and the submission of tithes, the Governor was too lazy to care about these issues.

Santos was originally scheduled to go to Holy Terra and join the state religion on the recommendation of his uncle. It was also at this time that he would return with the government officials.

But Aster was not so angry that he lost control. He just stared at Moro and said loudly:

It is such a common thing to let 80 billion people live a life with abnormal food and clothing and be able to engage in reasonable production work. At this moment, in the eyes of Low Gat, it seems that he has to break his head to relieve the pain in his cerebellum caused by thinking about that problem.

"I have to call Bryce back to help. I haven't rested enough."

It's the Imperial Guard!

The White and Dark Angel Longfeis, a veteran, is not wearing Terminator power armor, but he is the only Space Marine here who can fight against him for dozens of rounds.

Longfeis clenched his fists nearby, not very happy. I was stabbed by Ikaros at the beginning.

The Durya Corps also suffered many casualties.

"Yes, we will take care of it. The Seventh Terra needs to develop. Paying taxes once more is a small problem."

Before that, the Ultramarines agreed to cooperate with Lai Jiaying Corps.

Compared with the active and positive colors of the Smurfs, it seems that the Duryas are carrying a terrible fate.

Moro said fiercely, and was ready to welcome Lai Jiaying's angry punch.

I opened my arms, as if I was the master of the jungle, and smiled:

Lai Jiaying's 80 billion people are not the first attempt of the Seventh Terra to change the status quo of the empire.

Aster turned around and said loudly that the Ultramarines sub-group called Pioneers in the early years was almost completely wiped out by Duryas, and a few relics of the regiment were taken away.

The color of our armor is like a dark copper color that has been painted, and it looks like some tragic red from some angles.

Ding!

Moro suppressed his doubts. I just want to see what the latest low lord who appeared in the imperial government list needs the Duryas regiment to do and what harm it can provide.

When passing by the city buildings that the Seventh Terra is expanding intensively, Moro noticed that the people living here would actually salute us, but few people took the initiative to greet Aster.

After all, the Inquisitors were busy identifying those threatening beings as heretics and then hunting them down.

The work of collecting archival information was handed over to the Ultramarines. According to the Lai family, the father of the Ultramarines, this Primarch, was cursed to never be able to get a sense of satisfaction from anything he did with his efforts.

But before that, the Durya Warband was like a person with something to do. It replenished its gene seeds in Holy Terra and continued to do its work.

There must be little harm. I am interested in helping the Low Lord do some good things.

"Hehe, their relationship with the White and Dark Angels is also so bad. This Low Lord has so many means to integrate them together."

That made Moro feel a little uncomfortable. Although the Smurfs are kind and have excellent political talents, they will also get so close to mortals.

"Please follow me."

"Seventh Terra? Hahaha——! You must know little about the Buwaiman, you must think that they are also planning to rebel like this deposed supreme lord. Emperor Will! Durya's Chapter Master, Tao Chapter Master Moro is here!"

"For Ryan." Tao Chapter Master Moro, Durya's Chapter Master, nodded slightly to Aster, as a greeting.

After Longfeis drew out the chain saw sword and started, a dark golden figure walked out from the woods behind Moro, stabbing with a long blade in his hand.

I didn't find any corresponding records of Aster's Faced Ones Chapter, but the other party is an Ultramarines, not the heir of the regent, so there is no need to worry too much.

Moro sneered in a disdainful tone, saying that the power armor I wore as a chapter master was more magnificent, with obvious decorative style of the ancient Terra classical Greek civilization period.

Like us, the model citizens of the Empire who pay taxes on time, these are all good citizens.

The Primaris technology is in the hands of the Regent and the Little Sage Caul.

"Regent!"

The Emperor would naturally reject that idea. After the administrators finish complaining, we still have to work seriously.

"You have to be distracted when fighting, Lai Jiaying Waiong Moro. Not yet, my Lord hates the character of shouting, it's too ostentatious."