Chapter 104 104, Congratulations, We Are Back!

Navigator Varro and the Rogue Trader were transferred to the mechanical workshop of the research team. For the next three weeks, Duker kept a close eye on the parameters of this experiment. To his surprise, perhaps because of the navigator's strong soul, the smoothness of this experiment far exceeded his expectations.

Unfortunately, the Rogue Trader did not wake up until the celebration was held as scheduled.

The world where the celebration was held was chosen by Guilliman to be a garden world.

When Duker landed in the starport of this world, the vast square that occupied almost half of the continent was already crowded with imperial people who came to watch the ceremony.

The huge fleet that covered the sky and the sun completely blocked the light of the stars, but also projected brighter and more stable artificial light.

Giant statues carved on the mountains surrounded the square, like towering mountains. These majestic figures will witness this grand ceremony together. These statues are heroes and saints of the empire; and the most majestic and majestic of these statues are the figures of the loyal primarchs.

Archangel Sanguinius spread his wings and raised his blade; Rogal Dorn had a resolute face and was as unyielding as a mountain; Chagatai Khan had an Asian face and braided hair.

The statue of the Lord of the Second Legion, which had been destroyed, was also rebuilt.

Duke found his own statue - a handsome young man with his head down in thought. Perhaps to highlight that he was the protagonist of today's celebration, the statue was still burning with a faint flame, as if celebrating his rebirth from the ashes.

"Dang!——"

The magnificent sound of the bell spread throughout the world almost instantly.

As the bell rang, strange flying objects surged into the sky.

At this moment, countless imperial people began to cheer and celebrate the triumph of the great Primarch.

The Regent spread the previous war, which was a great victory that the Empire had never had in ten thousand years.

The awakened Emperor's Children not only cleaned up many dark worlds and repelled demons in a short period of time, but also captured those fallen Primarchs and killed several Chaos Demons.

The bishop sitting on the anti-gravity preacher was preaching the great achievements of the Primarch.

The choir gathered on the huge aircraft and sang poems praising the Emperor.

Their voices spread out and were so loud in this huge square.

One after another, the spaceships from afar docked at the starport, and the dignitaries dressed in gorgeous and solemn clothes walked out of them. The dignitaries from many worlds who came to watch the ceremony gathered into a huge crowd.

The square was noisy and restless, with all kinds of sounds.

But when the Primarchs walked down from the landing ship, all the sounds disappeared, and the huge square became quiet in an instant.

Dukel and Guilliman, as well as the Primarch's guards, stepped onto the aircraft together and drove towards the throne at the highest point.

The people of the empire below anxiously adjusted their positions. Everyone was trying to find a suitable position to witness the two great Primarchs with their own eyes. Their eyes were fanatical and eager, with blind faith. They looked at the Primarchs as if they were looking at their gods.

In terms of position, Guilliman always lags behind Dukel by half a step. Even though he doesn't know much about politics, he understands that this is conveying some kind of political signal.

However, after thinking that he is the protagonist today, Dukel didn't think too much.

"It's crazy." Magnus sighed - as the demon primarch, he can't leave the range of the mental force field. At this moment, he is hidden in his cloak by the primarch, observing the people below through the gap in the cloak.

"Yes." Guilliman rarely agreed with him, "Everyone is following the name of a god, but ironically, this god hates his title. When I woke up and learned about the changes in the past ten thousand years, it felt like watching an absurd tragedy. But sadly, these are all true."

"If Lorgar knew about the empire today, he would definitely laugh at us unscrupulously." The regent said in a low voice, with great sadness hidden in his words.

"Lorgar has no time to laugh at us." Dukel said, "He can't do anything now. If he wants to do anything, he will be beaten."

"What?!" Guilliman was shocked. "What happened?"

"Brother, you should accept psychic power. At least you won't look like a blind and deaf person." Magnus sneered, "The Raven Lord has been guarding him for countless years, and you don't know it until now. Sometimes I really admire Lorgar. No matter where he is, he can always be the unlucky guy with the most accuracy."

"Humph, he hasn't really been unlucky yet, at least he hasn't met me yet." Dukel snorted coldly, "Sooner or later I will cut off his head. Not only him, but also Angron and Perturabo."

Dukel counted the names of the traitor brothers, and the coldness in his words made Guilliman feel cold in his heart.

"And Mortarion!" Magnus reminded at the right time.

"Hehe, you are vindictive."

"I could tell something was wrong with him during the Great Crusade. He always walked with seven steps. Unexpectedly, he came back to bite me and said that the Thousand Sons and I were all playing tricks on psychic wizards. While saying that he hated psychic powers, Study Numerology Guilliman uses psychic energy to seal it, but he really hates psychic energy. Although you always say that psychic energy is not psychic energy, you at least don't say that you hate psychic energy. You are all shameless!" Magnus said angrily.

"I didn't use my psychic powers!" Guilliman was immediately angry.

"Magnus, I have said many times that psychic energy is not spiritual energy. It comes from human will and is pure," Duker explained patiently.

"Haha, if I believe you guys, I might as well believe in the truth of the empire."

The Primarchs were talking to each other, and almost every sentence revealed the secrets of the past without restraint.

The guards looked intently. In their view, the conversations between the several primarchs were so enigmatic and often involved secrets from thousands of years ago that they could not understand at all.

When the Primarchs arrived in front of the throne, the military commanders surrounding the two thrones were already waiting there.

They were Chapter Masters from various interstellar chapters, and even representatives of the Custodes from Terra, as well as Sisters from Ophelia Seven.

Even institutions such as the Tribunal and the High Lords Council sent representatives.

Dozens of Astra Militarum generals, as well as war lords from various worlds, or people of their equal status.

Imperial Navy Captains, as well as some legendary captains.

In addition, there are a large number of male and female officers, each of whom has left a legendary experience among the stars, and the glory they have achieved is comparable to the light of the stars.

These people are the cornerstone of the empire and the foundation for its survival.

And these legendary soldiers were only a small part of those who came to watch the ceremony.

All forces showed enough respect to come to see the two emperor's sons who had just triumphed.

Some planetary governors, who in the eyes of ordinary people have high status and have the power of life and death, are not even qualified to kneel before the throne.

When Dukel began to speak, the whole world was so quiet. He didn't need to say anything. As the original body, he had a unique bearing. As long as mortals looked up at his figure, endless fighting spirit would arise in their hearts.

All the people of the empire who came to watch thought that this fighting primarch would deliver a hopeful and triumphal speech.

But at this time, he revealed his human emotional side.

Everyone was touched by his sensibility. They looked at each other in confusion, wondering what was the reason why this god-like original body made such emotions public.

"Distant thousands of years ago, I always liked to look at the sea of ​​stars. In this star-studded sea, human beings can get everything they want. As long as we ask for it and work hard for it, it will always give it to us. prosperous profits."

"But when I woke up again, I sadly discovered that every shining star is now covered with our enemies. This beautiful sea of ​​stars is already so dark and dangerous for us."

"So I followed the example of our ancestors and used fire to dispel the darkness. I set the fire of war on fire in the galaxy, crushing all enemies of mankind like a wheel."

"We won, but this victory did not come without a price. We lost millions of soldiers and watched billions of Imperials being mercilessly slaughtered in the war."

"I once met a thin mother who picked up her equally thin young son and came to me to seek blessings. Her life was extremely difficult because her husband, the backbone of the family, had fallen on the road to protect them and became a A cold corpse, gnawed beyond recognition by demons.”

"I saw the mutilated corpses of our compatriots piled up in huge pits. Their blood overflowed into lakes and soaked the entire planet."

"I heard countless wronged human souls wailing and crying."

Duker's voice was mixed with fluctuations of spiritual energy, and every citizen was touched by the memory they least wanted to think of.

Living in this era is their tragedy. Every Imperial person has suffered similar sufferings, directly or indirectly.

The voice of the Primarch did not cease from their sorrow, but continued,

"Those cruel enemies are killing our compatriots all the time. In the thousands of years when the empire has been declining, all the wild beasts that smell the smell of fish want to tear a piece of flesh and blood from our bodies. They wantonly slaughter and plunder, they think that we It will inevitably become weaker with each blow until it collapses and dies.”

"How ridiculous!"

Duker's words contained the arrogance of contempt for all enemies of mankind. He said disdainfully,

"During the expedition, I even saw demons talking about destiny. Have I been sleeping for too long? When did it start that even low-level demons dared to claim their destiny in front of humans?!"

"So, I gave this 'destiny' a chance to be loyal to the empire!"

Accompanying the words of the original body, and driven by the drone, a huge golden double-headed Aquila flag floated over everyone's heads, and finally suspended in mid-air, showing its true appearance to all Imperial people.

At first, many people were puzzled as to why a golden Sky Eagle flag was displayed at this time - but they soon realized that the golden Sky Eagle on it was not just a pattern, but a huge specimen.

Most of the imperial people did not know the origin of this demon, but just by its huge size, they could understand how powerful it was.

The few people who recognized it were shocked beyond words, and many senior officers of the empire could not help but shrink their pupils.

A legendary demon was made into a specimen and displayed in front of everyone. This move was enough to surpass thousands of words.

At this time and place, nothing could be more shocking than this!

Countless Space Marines knelt on one knee, and they raised their weapons high.

Senior officials who came from Terra also knelt on one knee, offering their respect and loyalty under this Sky Eagle flag.

Even the Dreadnoughts and Titans put their huge mechanical arms on their chests at this moment to express their loyalty.

Countless citizens of the empire looked up at the golden Sky Eagle flag and the angels kneeling on one knee. The solemn atmosphere almost suffocated them.

Their hearts were beating violently, as if they would jump out in the next second.

And Duker's voice rang out again,

"It's time to declare to the aliens and heretics who is the master of this galaxy!"

"It's time to let all enemies of mankind recall the fear that they were once dominated by us!"

"Fear, the anger of the galactic overlord has been provoked again, and our anger will burn until the stars fall, everything is dead, and until our enemies are dried up to the last drop of blood!"

"Celebrate, my compatriots, citizens of the empire——"

"We have returned!"