Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 80

  Chapter 80 Loyalty Forges the Great Enemy

   "I learned it from Sicarius." Phikris said, "He said that Calgar brought a gift for the Primarch, and the Primarch was very happy about it."

   "Is that so?" Reddy was a little confused.

  In her impression, Guilliman is a king full of charisma and mystery.

  Birthday, something that ordinary people would care about, how could it happen to the Primarch.

  Credit changed his mind, and thought that the Primarch was born 10,000 years ago.

  The Emperor and many demigod-like Primarchs were still active in the galaxy.

   It doesn't seem so strange to have a birthday.

   Maybe the Emperor celebrates the Primarchs' birthdays, maybe.

  People always like to look at problems from their own perspective, completely forgetting that Primarchs also have emotions.

  Ignoring them as gods may be a wrong way to isolate the Primarch from the human world.

  In a cold and cruel universe, humanity and emotion are the most beautiful things for human beings.

   It is also something that Master Guilliman has always advocated to protect.

  If he doesn't have these things, how can he advocate them? ?

  Perhaps adults also want to use this kind of thing to prove to the world that he is not a high god, but a primarch with joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

   In this way, the relationship between him and ordinary people will be greatly shortened.

   Reddy suddenly realized that the Primarch really had great wisdom.

"Maybe we should prepare a celebration for him, but I'm not good at this kind of work." Fickris looked at Reddy, "I was trained how to be a warrior since I was a child, and emotions are regarded as taboo, because that would make the We have become weak. That is why I have come to you, Reddy, an economist of the Primarch and a normal human being enjoying a normal life, and you must know more about this than we do."

   "If that's the case, then I'd like to work for you, Lord Phikris." Reddy bowed slightly with a smile on his face.

   "Then I will leave this matter to you, Reddy. I will sign an action document for you, giving you the authority to mobilize some things." Phikris also said with a smile.

   "I will never betray your trust, Mr. Phikris." Reid looked up at Phikris, who was far taller than himself, with a firm tone.

   "Then let's do this first, you send me the relevant application permission documents, and I will provide you with convenience."

  As a high-level executive of the Ultramarines, one of the warlords of Ultramar, and the captain of the Primarch's guards, Phikris's power is unimaginable to ordinary people.

   After a brief chat, Phikris walked away. He had his own responsibilities and couldn't stay too long.

   "What did Mr. Pheklis say to you?" A famous sculptor looked at Phiklis's leaving back, walked up to Reddy, and asked enviously.

   Few are able to converse with Primaris Space Marines of the Warlord's level.

  They reject official recorders, even those with the Primarch's permission.

  Now Reddy can talk to the captain of the Primarch's Guards, I'm envious of others.

   "He asked me to help him prepare a surprise." Reddy looked at the sculptor and said, "If you want, maybe you can join my team."

   "What surprise? Can I?" The sculptor was a little flattered.

   "It's just a gift." Reddy laughed.

  The Glory of Macragge.

  Strategy room.

  Guilliman is still busy with his work, and the siege against the orc warlord arsonist is slowly being tightened like a big net.

   Killing this orc warlord and stabilizing the Charadon sector is currently the most important task.

  In addition to this, Guilliman also had to dedicate part of his mind to deal with many problems of the empire.

  Science is the best way for human beings to understand the universe. Any practice of begging the gods of chaos for knowledge is stupid and low-level.

  Terra Senate, in order to stabilize its own rule, the Mechanic Cult has caused human science to be dying and on the verge of death.

  Guilliman does not deny the importance of the Senate and Mechanicus to the empire, as well as their contributions.

  But some things are right or wrong, far from that simple.

   Just because a team has made contributions to mankind, it cannot be promoted to a lofty status, while its shortcomings and harms are ignored.

  Guilliman and Kaul discussed that maybe one day, they will stand on the opposite side of the Mechanicus and the Senate of Terra for reform reasons, which may lead to a new human civil war.

   Looking at another report about the reform team being expelled by local nobles, as well as questioning letters from other star field self-proclaimed loyalists.

  Guilliman signed the action order document on military suppression.

   Regardless of whether those people are loyal to the empire or not, if they get in the way, they should be purged.

   Otherwise, mankind will never have a future.

   "Only by fire can one be reborn."

   While speaking, Guilliman clicked on the holographic screen to send the action order document to the communications director for him to dispatch.

  With this order document, I don't know how many nobles will die tragically and be assigned to the punishment camp.

   Among those people, there will definitely be those who fought for the human empire, the emperor.

  Loyalty is good, but unfortunately, they get in the way.

  When Guilliman was busy integrating the Charadon sector and promoting his own reform cause.

   On Pharos, where the alien lighthouse is placed, there is also an undercurrent.

  Faros' colonization rate is not high, it is considered a semi-agricultural world.

  The largest city is built on a high ground overlooking the ocean.

  Below the highlands, the endless blue ocean stretches into the distance until it is in line with the sky.

  The ocean is well managed and fully utilized.

  Marine aquaculture facilities are scattered all over the world, providing a large amount of aquatic products for human beings.

  Faros provides a large amount of marine aquatic products to nearby galaxies every year in exchange for supplies from other planets.

  Like many worlds of Ultramar, the people here enjoy a more affluent life than other star regions of the empire, as well as a beautiful natural environment.

  Planet Governor Warren is also well received. He has ruled for two hundred and fifty years, and his people are rich and happy.

   With such achievements, in the wave of institutional reforms carried out by Guilliman.

  He was not selected, but continued to serve as the planetary governor.

   Ke Valen has also encountered problems recently.

  Body function is declining rapidly, and the brain is not very bright.

   This is a red flag.

  How can a person with a bad mind be the governor of a planet.

  Varen asked the priest of Mechanicum, as well as his own doctor.

  The priests and doctors told him very clearly.

  Warren and no longer suitable for life-extending surgery.

  His soul was overwhelmed, and his body was also on the verge of collapse, unable to accept the stimulation brought by another operation.

   This made Valen very sad.

  He can no longer serve the Empire and the Primarch.

   Until, the arrival of a businessman brought a turning point.

  Luxurious Governor's Mansion.

  Fat, elderly Varen listened to the advice given to him by the merchant.

   "The technology of the empire can no longer extend its lifespan, so why not try something else." The businessman in gorgeous clothes said while holding a book without a cover.

   "Are you talking about alien technology?" Varen frowned.

"No, aliens are dirty, I got a witchcraft from an ancient tribe, it can transfer the life of young people to those old people who are respected, so as to help the elders of those tribes continue to lead the tribe .”

   "Witchcraft??" Warren felt a bit of disgust in his heart, but for the sake of the Emperor, for the Primarch, and to continue to play his role, he still suppressed his nausea and listened.

   "Yes, you only need a small sacrificial ceremony, and you can regain your vitality and lifespan. What's the problem?" said the businessman.

   "Sacrificing others in exchange for one's own life, this kind of thing is something only Chaos cultists will do." Warren reprimanded.

"Swords are not good or bad, my lord governor, the key lies in the person who uses it. You are loyal to the empire and let the people under your command live a happy and prosperous life. The Primarch has just recovered, and he needs you to be so capable and loyal to the human empire." The loyal and caring governor came to assist him. With this little witchcraft, you can continue to help the Primarch and continue to maintain people's rich and stable lives, isn't it good?"

   said the businessman.

  (end of this chapter)

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