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"Wise Lord of Ultramar!" A white-haired navigator stood up in the corner and saluted Guilliman with great respect. "During these ten thousand years, every member of the Allen family has been fighting for Navigation of the Ultramarines Chapter..."
The navigator first talked about his family's merits, and then asked Guilliman: "Please grant us the honor and responsibility of your navigation."
Guilliman looked at the navigator.
Like all navigators in the empire, he has an eye patch on his forehead, and underneath it is the navigator's third eye.
Navigators are indispensable people on the ship. They can see the light of the star torch and use it to guide the ship's navigation direction in the subspace where there is no time and direction.
This navigator underwent special genetic modification in order to better perform navigation duties. His head was so big that he was deformed. He could not do anything except navigate the ship.
The same goes for his family, which cannot produce any value or do anything else except being navigators.
Mortals cannot play tricks on the Primarch, and Guilliman instantly realized that the Navigator's so-called request for honor and responsibility was just a temptation.
He wanted to judge whether the fleet needed a navigator to determine what sailing method the fleet would use to reach Terra.
"Thank you for your family's contribution to the Five Hundred Worlds and the entire Imperium." Guilliman said calmly, "It was your ancestors who guided me ten thousand years ago. When I woke up from the stasis field, the first thing I asked about was the news of your family. I am very happy and grateful to know that you have been upholding your duties for ten thousand years."
"Praise to the five hundred worlds of Ultramar! Praise to the Lord of the five hundred worlds!" The Navigator raised his scepter and shouted loudly.
Then the members of House Navigator who came with him also praised Guilliman loudly.
But compared to the gratitude of the original body, what they wanted to know more was about the dimension engine.
It was obvious that Guilliman was being careless, which would allow the navigators to determine what he had brought back from Tyrone.
"Continue to stick to your duties, stick to your duties." Guilliman glanced at each navigator, "Considering the storms around the Five Hundred Worlds, I will rush to Terra on a ship equipped with a dimensional engine."
"Wise decision!" Calgar looked at the Navigator, but loudly echoed to the Gene Father, "Considering your safety, I plan to advise you at this meeting to use the Dimension Engine to prevent you from being caught in the storm. Unexpected things have happened...but you are obviously wiser than all of us!"
After hearing Calgar's words, the navigators who had just tried to persuade Guilliman swallowed their words.
If there is any objection to the original body's decision to use the dimensional engine at this time, it is suspected that he wants the original body to take risks in the subspace storm and encounter unexpected events... This subspace storm did not rise before, but it happened now.
After gagging the Navigator, Guilliman did not give the Astropath a chance to express his eloquence, and changed the subject when an old Astropath from Macragge was about to speak.
The next step is to make arrangements for departure to Terra. The Five Hundred Worlds only need to operate as usual until the original body comes back from Terra. Anyway, this is not the first day that the Five Hundred Worlds are without the original body.
After explaining everything, Guilliman motioned for all the participants to leave, leaving only Calgar alone.
The original body looked unnatural, first asked some things about the Four Heroes, and then remained silent for a moment, as if nothing had happened.
Then the original body asked after silence: "Does our fleet have to pass through the Maelstrom on its way to Terra?"
"Sage Caul is more professional than me on this question." Calgar was stunned for a moment when asked, and then nodded thoughtfully, "But it should be true, even if the dimension engine is activated at the edge of the maelstrom, I am afraid that it will not be able to directly cross the maelstrom... …”
"Oh." Guilliman nodded and fell silent again.
When Calgar was about to leave, Guilliman seemed to suddenly remember a small thing and asked him: "By the way, there is one more thing. What is the situation in the Great Library now?"
The Library is a huge building on Macragge that stores the history of five hundred worlds.
From the moment the Five Hundred Worlds were founded to the present, all history, all.
Hearing the genetic father mention the library inadvertently, Calga did not respond immediately and thought about what to say.
"Close it first," Guilliman said. "Then I will personally lead a renovation project and reopen it after the renovation project is completed."
"Yes." Calga saluted and accepted the order.
Seeing Calgar's series of reactions, Guilliman understood that a certain document in the library was well protected even when he was sleeping.
For example, in the library, those documents about the establishment of the Second Empire during the Great Rebellion...or something else...but the key is the documents about the Second Empire.
Chapter 335 The Black-Hearted King Huron
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Maelstrom area.
As the intersection of subspace and the real universe, the situation here looks like half of subspace, full of demonic worlds and supernatural phenomena.
In the Blackstone Fortress named the New Eternal Will, the Blackheart King Huron and his Red Pirates war gang are cleaning up the messy equipment and cables inside the Blackstone Fortress.
Those areas that had been cleared were used as warehouses, taverns, or entertainment venues.
This Blackstone Fortress, which originally belonged to Huron and was occupied by Abaddon but was intercepted by Huron, has now become a temporary stronghold of the Red Pirate Warband. There is a rumor circulating in the warband that Huron plans to move the new The Eternal Will is named New Badab.
"So, the Lord of the Black Legion paid the price for his recklessness. What is his condition now?"
Huron advanced in the passage of Blackstone Fortress.
Every mortal busy in the passage would look back at Huron, salute him respectfully, and then be frightened to stop breathing after seeing what was next to Huron.
A blue bird-man with two heads and a scepter.
Kalos, the great demon of Tzeentch.
"All is well with the Warmaster. He is planning his next expedition."
"Abaddon has disappeared. As far as I know, his Vengeful Spirit was destroyed, and he himself is missing. He is probably dead."
Carlos's two heads speak contradictory words of self-denial.
Huron could guess which of Carlos's words was true.
Abaddon was apparently missing, at least not when the Red Corsairs salvaged the wreckage of the Vengeful Spirit.
Even before, when the Black Legion retreated from the Cadian Gate in embarrassment and did not return to the Eye of Terror, but rushed towards the Maelstrom, the Red Pirates joined them halfway to defeat the Imperial Navy and demanded the New Eternal Will as reward. At that time, Didn't see Abaddon.
"Abaddon doesn't seem to be a person who dies easily." Huron recalled what he knew about the Battle of Cartier. "But after being stabbed eighteen times by the living saint and the mechanical cyborg, I estimate that within eight hundred years I I can’t see him.”
Carlos nodded with one head and shook his head with the other.
"Now tell me your purpose." Huron continued to lead Carlos forward in the passage, "Why did you suddenly appear to find me?"
Carlos still said two contradictory words, but all the sounds made by the head that did not tell the truth were automatically filtered out by Huron as farts, and he only listened to the truth.
"The corpse on the Golden Throne, his thirteenth descendant may pass by the Maelstrom... If he is lucky, he will stop at the southern edge of the Maelstrom. This is a good opportunity."
"I hope the Red Pirate can assist me, and I will give you a generous reward."
After listening to what Carlos said, Huron recalled the moment when he became a Space Marine on his first day.
The Dauntless Chapter of the Star Claws tells the chapter's history, stating that the chapter's parent chapter is the Ultramarines, and that Guilliman is the genetic father of every Brother Astartes of the parent and child chapters.
Huron felt that he had indeed inherited a bit of the Gene Father's talents - if the gene seed could change the thinking of a Space Marine.
Huron wanted to go to the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre in Macragge to worship the Gene Father. If the Gene Father's mind still existed, he also wanted to ask himself whether he could make him proud.
An unknown, one of many sub-bands of the Ultramarines, fighting off the enemies of humanity in the Maelstrom in the Badab sector, would have made the Genefather proud.
But after the Badab War, after the death of the fearless man who told the history of the Chapter, Huron no longer cared about this. If there were benefits to be gained from killing Guilliman, he would do it without hesitation.
At least that's what he thought.
"The Dark Gods should want to prevent Guilliman from going to Terra." Huron said as he walked, "Why can't they think of other ways, such as using plagues and wars to delay him..."
"The current situation of the material universe is not good for us." Carlos explained, "The emergence of certain factors has affected the overall situation. The entire material universe is changing. In addition to the unprecedented increase in the power of the Lord of Changes, other supreme heavens have The divine power exerts less and less influence on the material universe, and pestilence and war may not be able to hinder the Primarch."
Carlos' other lying head continued to tell lies, but Huron was used to it.
Huron continued to move forward in silence, taking Carlos to an arena.
Cheers reached the ears of the Black-Hearted King and the Demon Lord.
In the arena, there was a space warrior who had his armor removed and whose warband he belonged to. He faced a heavily armed warrior of the Red Pirates warband.
Carlos saw both the past and the future of the unarmored Space Marine.
He once wandered into a half-demon world when entering the Maelstrom, and was almost killed by a giant beast mutated by warp corruption. It was the locals who showed up to save him and told them how to hunt the giant beast more easily.
Then he killed three red pirate warriors who went to collect taxes, which is why he appeared in the arena.
He wants to atone for his mistakes and bring a feast of blood and fighting skills to the Red Pirates warband.
This warrior is very skilled in the use of psychic powers.
As for the future...
"The Red Pirates War Gang is a useless war gang that only dares to bully the weak!"
The unarmored Space Marines dodged around the arena, taunting the Red Corsair warband warriors in front of them, as well as the onlookers.
"The three guys I killed were like tyrants when facing the mortals in that half-demon world, but when they faced my spiritual power, they were as fragile and cowardly as ants!"
"Their souls beg me for mercy as they are about to be torn apart!"
These words undoubtedly angered all the red pirates present. They shouted angrily and asked the battle brothers in the arena to cut this psychic arrogant into a stick.
But things backfired.
After some sarcasm, the unarmored warrior opened his palms to the enemy wielding his sword in front of him. The temperature in the arena dropped sharply, and white lightning appeared in the hands and eyes of the unarmored warrior.
His psychic talent is so strong that his armor hardly protects him.
In front of Huron, and in front of all the onlookers of the Red Pirate Warband, the Unarmored Warrior used psychic lightning to smash the body of the Red Pirate Warrior in front of him into ashes.
"Continue this wheel battle, cowards!" the unarmored warrior shouted to everyone, "use your lives until my psychic energy is overloaded, and then chop off my head!"
Onlookers raised their weapons and prepared to rush in and fight.
But before they could act, Huron silenced them with a shout.
"Aren't you embarrassed enough? Stand back, everyone!"
Huron had authority in the Red Pirates warband and the entire Maelstrom region. No one would object to his words, so he did not rush to attack the unarmored warrior.
Chapter 336 The Demon Lord’s Request
"Are you Huron, their leader?"
"Why don't you come down and fight me yourself?"
The unarmored warrior raised his head and shouted to Huron above the arena.
Huron looked the warrior up and down and asked him, "What is your name?"
"Sefro."
"Okay, Sefro. My people are just going to the planet to collect taxes. As long as the people you protect pay the taxes, nothing will happen. I will even help them when they are robbed by other war gangs. But because of your crazy actions, not only are you going to die, they are going to die too.”
"I don't care, I only know that when I escaped to the maelstrom, the mortals who protected me were massacred by your people because they didn't kneel the whole way!"