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Guilliman's mood was extremely complicated.

He did learn a lot from Duker, but he didn't dare to use this style of behavior even after he learned it.

After the meeting of the Great Sage was over, he reminded Dukel in a low voice, "Brother, you have completely violated the Martian Covenant by coercing the Great Sage like this."

Duker was stunned for a moment.

Martian Covenant?

Even now, Guilliman is still thinking about this thing.

Duker said helplessly: "Brother, what do you think of the relationship between the Mechanicus and the Empire?"

"The Adeptus Mechanicus is an ally bound to the deepest level of the Empire." Guilliman replied without hesitation.

Dukel shook his head: "This is the public opinion, which is correct, but not entirely correct."

"what else?"

"The birth of the Mechanicus can be traced back to the second millennium of humanity, and was born under the guidance of the Emperor." Dukel explained to him. He ignored Guilliman's shocked gaze and continued,

"Back in the second millennium, the current Dragon of Mars fought the Emperor on Ancient Terra, and the Emperor defeated it and imprisoned it beneath the surface of Mars. With the dragon imprisoned, the Emperor began to plot the machine The creation of the cult, using dragon dreams until thousands of years later, the first mechanical priest was born on Mars."

"Compared to allies, the Mechanicum is more like a tool crafted by the Emperor himself."

Dukel looked at Guilliman, "As people who use tools, what we must ensure is that the tool is useful enough, rather than respecting them."

"Okay." Guilliman sighed helplessly, "This does seem like something our father would do."

Guilliman was an excellent general, but he was only a general. He had been indignant at the Emperor's ruthlessness, but he also understood that from the position of the Lord of Mankind, emotions were by no means a priority for the Emperor. .

If even the co-owners of mankind favor a certain individual or group, then how can there be justice in the human population?

"But brother, acting like this will have a great impact on your reputation." Guilliman continued, "Maybe it doesn't seem like much now, but if one day you make a mistake, those people will jump out and spare no effort to slander you. you."

Duquer admitted that from a politician's perspective, Guilliman's concerns were logical.

A person's name is like a tree, and reputation is always the most solid shield for politicians. Losing reputation often means losing supporters and power.

Unfortunately, Duquel is not a politician.

He regards this place as a battlefield, and the reason why he is able to take the initiative in the war is not because of the illusory halo such as reputation and status, but simply because he is strong enough.

Once the primarch drew his sword, another ten years of calamity would befall the empire.

Of course, these words cannot be said to Guilliman.

"Why should I care about reputation, my brother? If I fail, the ideals shared by mankind will become an illusion because of me. I should bear the filthiest and most vicious words in the galaxy." Duker's eyes were bright, with an eternal tone. The will that never stops,

"If I succeed, there will be scholars who will defend me in those golden years that we all dream of."

Guilliman trembled, his eyes slightly red.

He was completely impressed by Dukel's great character - he understood that his brother was ready to sacrifice his life for the ideal of mankind.

Faced with such a great being, Guilliman no longer had the position to persuade the other party. He just made a decision in his heart and later issued instructions to Macragge's political body.

The Chief Founder was forced to commit suicide, and the Great Sage Council was convened. These things cannot be kept hidden forever.

All forces within the empire will begin to take sides and express their positions. Those who are not willing to be ruled by Dukel will definitely target him.

He knew that he could not prevent future catastrophic events from happening, and he also understood Duker's determination to devote himself to human ideals, but he could not sit back and watch it happen.

He is willing to contribute his own strength and do what he can.

For the common ideal of mankind and for the blood relatives he admired, Guilliman decided not to stick to the rules.

The truth is important, but it is not worth mentioning in the face of ideals.

Naturally, Dulquer had no idea what Guilliman was thinking.

He doesn't care about this either.

The Second Legion is the most reasonable, because only the Second Legion can reason, and there is no such thing as anyone else trying to reason with the Second Legion.

In the era before the Emperor stepped down from the Golden Throne, the High Warmaster held the greatest real power in the Empire.

With the Emperor's support above him and the help of his primarch brothers below him, Dukur acted with impunity and no scruples.

The post of Warmaster is vacant, what else does he need to worry about?

Just go straight forward.

"Guilliman, do you have anything to do when you come to Mars?" Duker said as if something suddenly occurred to him.

The reason why he put Operation Mars on the agenda was because the Lion King reminded him.

It is said that Guilliman is likely to encounter danger when he comes to Mars during his trip.

After landing on Mars, he had been busy with his own affairs, but he had forgotten about Guilliman.

"I do." Guilliman seemed to have just remembered.

His biggest purpose in coming to Mars was to explain to the conservatives on Caul's behalf the necessity of Primaris Space Marines.

but now.

Conservatives are already loyal.

"I have nothing to do," he replied matter-of-factly.

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In just one day, the chief caster Dia'an committed suicide out of fear of crime.

The Great Magos swore fealty to the Primarch.

Even the most die-hard members of the conservative faction now realize in hindsight that the situation is over and they are no longer qualified to compete with the Primarch.

Any confrontation would be a folly that would bring their own destruction.

In the public election, Gris received more than 90% of the votes and was successfully promoted to General of Mars Forging.

This announced that the radicals had taken complete control of Mars, and some knowledge that had been forced to be hidden was made public.

During the discussion, the Primarchs redefined the boundaries of 'truth'. A wave of academic change, centered on the red planet, radiated the storm of knowledge to the entire empire.

Dukel provided them with some new knowledge. Even the Ultramarines, Dark Angels, and Blood Angels took out some of the treasured STC templates from their legion treasury as a tribute to the chief forger Gris. support.

Kaul took the lead in applying planet transformation technology, which was once considered taboo, to the construction of Mars. This technology improved the ecology of Mars.

This is nothing less than a public demonstration of the benefits of open knowledge to everyone, and it is also the greatest silent support for Grice.

With the efficient operation of Caul's Mechanical Ark, the first touch of green soon appeared on Mars, and the planet's atmosphere was also improved visibly to the naked eye.

With Terra and Mars, the two most important hubs of the human empire, closely united, Dukel also began to promote his plan.

Many projects related to the empire were handed over by Dukur to Lev, the head of the Supreme Council.

This is not an easy job. For this old man, the workload is enough to tire him to death on the job 10,000 times.

But that's not a problem.

Duker said that anyone who has mastered 50,000 life magnetic fields is the most loyal and tireless worker in the empire.

So while Lev was grateful for the kindness of the original body, he worked overtime at his post without rest.

One of the biggest reforms concerns the future direction of the empire.

Humanity in the golden age has proven that only by developing AI can the glory of mankind radiate throughout the galaxy.

But they also proved with their tragic ending that science has its limits in this universe.

So Dulquer took a different approach. He gave up science and went directly to metaphysics.

Dukel knows that time is not on humanity's side.

That's why he had to clear all obstacles as quickly as possible and implement his plan as quickly as possible.

The Chaos Gods are still using the Milky Way as their paradise to play their eternal great game.

Abaddon, Warmaster of the Four Gods, is also preparing for the next dark expedition. Even if the empire is not destroyed as a result, thousands of worlds will be lost and more than a trillion people will die.

The Necron are one of the greatest threats in the physical universe.

According to the empire's intelligence, the complete awakening of one overlord dynasty is enough to destroy the current human empire.

Fortunately, with the recovery of several top dynasties, the Necrons are currently preparing for a civil war. Although this will speed up the awakening of the undead, it also gives humans breathing time.

Before the King of Silence and the King of Storms decide the final winner, this ancient galactic overlord has no energy left to regain control of the galaxy.

The main force of the Tyranid swarm is approaching the Milky Way, and several swarm fleets such as Leviathan are just tentacles of the Great Devourer's tentacles.

In previous wars, Duker was clearly able to sense the anger generated by the Great Devourer's malicious spiritual stimulation, which would undoubtedly advance its arrival in the galaxy.

Facing the overwhelming swarm of insects, human resistance appears extremely ineffective.

Some astropaths with prophetic abilities reported to Dukel that the great evangelist Bonecrusher had once again received inspiration from the orc gods. The raging green tide and the Tyranid swarm were at war with each other, stretching tens of thousands of light years. The battle lines spread across the borders of the empire.

The Astropaths are terrified of this situation. They worry that the final winner will become more powerful and bring a fatal crisis to the Empire.

in such a severe situation.

A type of building called "spiritual meditation room" has quickly become popular.

The biggest function of the spiritual meditation room is to assist mortals who are not strong-willed enough to safely put their consciousness into the virtual realm and learn various knowledge in the virtual realm.

Duker knows that people's talents cannot be generalized, but this is not important. What he seeks is not individual greatness.

It is the overall progress of all mankind.

In his conception, no matter how talented a mortal is, he can learn the life magnetic field technology of about 10,000 horses from the accumulated practice in the virtual realm.

So based on the population base of the Human Empire, the recruitment standard of the Astra Militarum must be raised to at least 30,000 horses·magnetic field rotation.

The Astartes were raised to 50,000 horses. This standard was just enough to ensure that the Space Marines would not die due to failed surgery.

Even the most ordinary civilians in the empire, who only have 10,000 life magnetic fields, can fight the lower demons with bare hands in the material universe without losing.

Under this standard, who dares to say that humans are not the best race in the galaxy?

Who dares to say that it is not humanity’s manifest destiny to rule the galaxy?

If it were in the past, the implementation of this project would definitely cause huge waves within the empire.

There will be countless voices of opposition, and even the name of ‘heretic’ will be given to Dukel.

Anyone who proposes this project will be impeached by both the Ecclesiarchy and the Inquisition.

Now, however, the project is driven by Duker himself.

The Inquisition, controlled by Lord Custodes Valdor, is actively investigating the heretics infiltrating Terra.

The number of members of the state religion is disappearing at a rate of 200 million every day; the Ministry of Justice controlled by the Lion King is investigating the case of collective disappearances of the state religion.

Under the throne of Sanguinius, the psykers headed by the Astral Court and the Navigator family are assisting in the promotion of the spiritual meditation room - they are the people who most want to join the virtual realm. These psykers have experienced After walking in the virtual realm, I no longer want to be associated with the subspace.

The Ministry of Military Affairs under Guilliman has begun to gradually add the practice of 'Life Magnetic Field' to the assessment of new recruits.

During this turbulent time for the empire.

Everyone has their own things to do.

Everything is changing and reshaping.

Many people of the empire saw a glimmer of hope in this desperate era. In a daze, they seemed to really see a soft ray of dawn piercing the darkness that had shrouded the empire for thousands of years.

In just a few days, it can be described as earth-shaking.

"Praise to the Primarch!"

"Praise be to the Savior of mankind."

"Praise be to His Divine Majesty!"

Many people who had returned from the virtual realm and obtained substantial benefits spontaneously marched on the streets.

they chanted, and their voices echoed throughout the streets.

Some state church priests who had returned from the virtual realm were also walking among the crowd holding spiritual fires in their hands.

From time to time, priests will promote and emphasize that the virtual realm is the heaven of the God Emperor.

Whenever the priest's words are heard, there will be more voices praising the emperor in the procession.

Some workers also stood in the crowd and made excited sounds.

The establishment of the spiritual meditation room allows them to only need to take a virtual journey during meditation to wash away the long-term backlog of fatigue and feel that the whole body has endless strength.

They are the ones who praise the Primarch the most.

They were grateful to the original body for clearing away the corruption in the empire. When the powerful people who were lying on the empire to suck blood were killed as heretics.

The workers' treatment has been significantly improved, their wages can be paid on time, their work intensity has been greatly reduced, and they no longer need to suffer inexplicable deductions.

In fact, Duker did not do anything for them. His existence only ensured that the workers could get everything they deserved in accordance with the laws of the empire.

The workers are not greedy, they just want to get their share and live a life without starving to death.

Just this makes them feel that life can be so beautiful.

They only need to complete the physical labor given to them by the empire every day, go to the spiritual meditation room to relieve fatigue, and then take the unpaid wages to feed and clothe their families.

In the past, those damn officials would only lie on the bodies of the working people, greedily draining them of the last drop of blood, and never cared about whether they could survive.

Fortunately, the suffering is over.

The Primarchs had defended them, and they deserved their share.

All good things will come.

However, the light of dawn has just risen and is not enough to dispel all the darkness.

In those places where light cannot reach, evil apostles still walk there.

Terra Hive, in an inconspicuous secret room in the lower nest, a group of beings completely shrouded in hooded robes gathered here.

They lurked in Terra, rarely meeting each other to avoid exposing themselves.

But Duker's actions made them feel a deep crisis.

Also, Terra's recent changes have been too rapid, and they urgently need to exchange information with each other——

"It has been confirmed that the Martian Forge General made an alliance with the gods. After being exposed by the original body, he committed suicide out of fear of guilt." The leader's appearance was completely hidden in the hood. As he spoke, he took out a paper document that was almost as tall as a person, and then used The unidentifiable voice continued,

"There are also these people who are also allied with the gods and were convicted of heresy by the original body." He patted the paper document that was almost the same height as him, and then added,

"These are just some of them."

"Is this just part of it?" Someone couldn't bear the astonishment and screamed, "Are you sure these are all servants of the gods?"

The rest of the dark people also felt angry and funny.

If so many high-level officials on Terra and Mars are really infiltrated by the gods, is there any need for them to hide?

These people are heretics, so what are they? Are they the loyal subjects of the empire?

"This is simply unreasonable!" Someone flipped through a few pages of paper documents and then slammed the table.

"We can't endure it anymore, we must take action, otherwise even our master will mistakenly think that we came to Terra specifically to take the blame for others!"

"You mean that plan?"

"Yes, we must release the 'dragon' as soon as possible."

"But our preparations are not sufficient. The dragon's guards are guarding the place. The probability of our failure is very high."

"There is no time to wait. The Blood God's oracle has been issued. The terrifying legion is riding the current of the Sea of ​​Souls to Terra. We must release the dragon before then and inflict heavy damage to the empire." Those paused. continued,

"Furthermore, Duker acted too quickly. That shameless man didn't make any sense. I don't know how many of us will be killed by him the next time we meet."

When his words fell, the secret room fell silent, and everyone bowed their heads in silence, contemplating seriously.

"I agree." Soon, the first supporter stood up.

"Identify." "Identify.".

More and more people supported his proposal.

"I agree too." Until the leader also made a supportive voice, he took out his notebook and put it on the table and said,

"Start the plan to release the dragon now, so that this rotten empire will tremble because of us again!"

——When Dalia, the current Dragon Guardian of Mars, took over, a notebook containing dragon secrets disappeared from the midnight maze.

Now the dire consequences this could bring are about to become a reality.