Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

The Holy Scriptures should be abolished.

When Guilliman said these words, the face of the Ultramarines was gray-white with defeat.

However, the abolition here refers to the abolition of the supreme status of the Holy Scriptures. The review of the purity of the warriors and the basic tactical assumptions consistent with the size of the battle group can still be retained.

Guilliman's superhuman brain had been thinking about the construction of a new Legion since he had received information from other Primarchs.

He moved his gaze from his heirs to others, and for a moment he and Ifreni looked at each other.

A strange feeling was growing, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance on his lips. Guilliman pursed his lips and found that Ifreni was becoming particularly obvious in his sight.

Guilliman frowned and shook his head, wondering if something had happened to his body during the ten thousand years of stasis.

In the Warp, Slaanesh revealed the reason for his strange body.

"I kept a little bit of the harmless poison~"

Forcibly suppressing this strange feeling, Guilliman looked at the human, Tau, and Eldar commanders in the reinforcements in the canteen.

He can know the basic information of these people from the files on the desktop.

General Cordell, the son of a native of the Great Mess Hall and a Krieg soldier, was born after their marriage. This was the beginning of the Krieg Death Legion to which the Great Mess Hall belonged, unloading their heavy burden of death and embracing a new life.

The atonement culture of the Kriegs permeates their bones, making their temperament appear melancholy and calm.

But these living people also have a passionate yearning for a better life. They will learn other knowledge just like they work hard to learn about war.

In the cafeteria, the Kriegs have the highest academic excellence rate and the most comprehensive mastery of skills.

In the fruit taverns along the long streets, you can often see a group of Kriegs silently gathered around a piano, expressing their inner emotions with melodious and soothing music.

Once you can adapt to the Krieg's straightforward thinking and subconscious aggressive actions due to brutal training, you will find that the Krieg is really a person worth getting along with.

General Ma Xi was born in a family world in the Tau Empire. He was originally a political officer of the Water Clan, but was captured by the Purity Purifiers at the bottom of the hive city during a census in the hive city.

When the Administrative Council under Odemair was about to send people to the lower levels of the hive to find the bodies, Ma Xi single-handedly killed them all the way up from the bottom.

Because of this incident, he felt that he was better at engaging in battle and resolutely joined the Fire Blade Force.

Blue alien...

Guilliman gave Ma Xi a smile. The Tau were not the active aliens of their time.

If the xenos truly accepts the Empire's rule and the Emperor's supremacy, there is no need for Guilliman to show any ill will toward them.

Guilliman next looked at the Eldar. He had seen many of these Eldar during the Great Crusade, but he had never understood them systematically.

In the eyes of the Empire during the Great Crusade, these pointy-eared creatures were just another alien that needed to be cleared away.

Seer Renas, head of the New Spirit Communications Department. He has the smallest military strength at his disposal, with only a thousand Eldar warriors and dozens of human psykers who have received Eldar lessons.

They are mainly responsible for long-distance communications and can also participate in battles when necessary.

"Hello, Prophet Renas." Guilliman greeted Prophet Renas, his tone perfectly controlled.

"Hello, son of the Emperor." Seer Renas returned the greeting to Guilliman, but it was impossible to tell what emotion was hidden behind his expression.

Maybe the Ultramar sector should also set up a department to cooperate with the Eldar to control the random psykers that appear.

With this in mind, Guilliman hoped that Seer Rhenas would allow a portion of the Eldar to remain on Macragge to provide guidance to the Ultramarines Librarians and Auxiliary psykers.

Prophet Renus nodded. He said that the remnants of the Evans craft world that crashed in the Ultramar sector would take on the task of contacting the Great Dining Hall and Macragge, and the Tree of Life being planted would become their new 's home.

Macragge - the Great Mess Hall Axis?

This is not impossible. The two prosperous sectors that help each other can better deal with future risks...

Guilliman asked them one by one and learned about the military composition, weapons and equipment in the canteen from Cordel and Maci.

The questions he had raised to the Primarchs before were more about the decline of the empire over the past ten thousand years and the degree of decay of its administrative institutions.

Guilliman's eyes undoubtedly widened when he heard that soldiers who passed the weapons test in the mess hall would receive a detonating gun.

This weapon was once common among the fledgling Space Marine Legions, but by the time of the Horus Heresy, weapons of this type had become quite rare.

First, due to production technology issues, the production process of deflagration guns was complicated and maintenance costs were high, and they were soon replaced by bolt guns that were easier to manufacture.

Second, due to the loss of technology after the rebellion, the world where the Mechanicus was able to forge sophisticated weapons was either reduced to ruins in the flames of war, or the production data was wiped out by the splintered Dark Mechanicus.

"I'm glad to see that the Empire is still progressing in some aspects." Guilliman said with emotion, "The Adeptus Mechanicus can rediscover..."

"No, my brother. There are some errors in your understanding. Today's Adeptus Mechanicus is no better than it was back then." Perturabo said, "These are just random things made by Ms. Odemair."

"Ms. Odemair?" This was a very unfamiliar name. Guilliman had no idea, but he found that his brother became much more enthusiastic because of the name.

"You should also meet Ms. Odemeyer. She is strong-willed, temperamental but also very capable! Just like...just like Ms. Euton." Fulgan said with a smile, this is all he can do The most relevant person comes to mind.

Ms. Euton...

Guilliman's perfectly diplomatic face cracked because of these words, and the longing that had been brewing for thousands of years flowed out of the cracks.

This name is so important to Guilliman that even the rebels will treat the assassination of Ms. Yuden as a strategic goal.

At that time, everyone regarded the original body as a god walking on earth, and they did not hesitate to praise and praise him.

But Yuden was different. She didn't think that the four-meter-tall giant and the genetic father of tens of thousands of Astartes was a flawless god.

To her, Guilliman was no different from the young child he had been before. He needed his mother's care and companionship. In the most difficult times, he left the original body a haven worth crying and venting his inner pain and anxiety.

We can say this without hesitation: without the Emperor, there would be no Primarch Thirteen, and without Jotun, there would be no Robert Guilliman.