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This is probably not the descendant of Khan, the primarch of the White Scars Chapter.
But they are so elusive that they may have something to do with Corax.
Who knows, the genetic seeds of these unlucky people who were born in the cursed founding army have basically been modified by the people of the Mechanicus.
Then Qin Mo stopped asking and told these space warriors other rules.
For example, respond unconditionally to a war call.
It is the responsibility to safeguard the security of the galaxy in which our home world resides.
There is nothing to argue about this. The Space Marines have lived on Caris for a long time. They know that the education received by the locals includes rights and obligations, and they naturally take these for granted.
As for the Dark Angels headed by Zabriel...
Qin Mo just said that he would talk to Guilliman and asked the original body to help urge Ryan to quickly help them redress their grievances, and then they could leave.
These fallen angels who have not turned into fools want nothing more than to clear their grievances.
……
"You should urge Ryan to meet with his descendants as soon as possible, redress the injustice of those loyal fallen angels, and then quickly destroy the disloyal ones among the fallen angels."
"Zabriel and the others are still waiting for Gene Father to take them home."
During the private meeting between the Lord of Ultramar and Lord Tyron, Qin Mo spoke up for Zabriel.
This meeting was supposed to discuss the victory ceremony, but Qin Mo had to help Zabriel. After all, these fallen angels had helped a lot in Tyrone and also contributed to this war.
"I don't know what's wrong with Ryan, he just doesn't want to show up in front of his sons in a hurry."
"The Dark Angels found Calgar. They actually found my son. I hope Calgar can talk to me and help convey a message to Ryan: The news that you woke up has been spread to the Stone Fortress, and your sons are waiting. Let you go home."
Guilliman was very helpless.
Lion wanders around the Empire's borders, but does business.
He is integrating the various military armed forces of the Astra Militarum and the Empire, except for the armed forces of the Mechanicus. This is the business of a Warmaster.
And this serious matter is no less serious than Guilliman's integration of five hundred worlds, because the forces in the Astra Militarum are also complex and intertwined, and the high lords who represent their interests are just people who have been pushed out.
Guilliman didn't do what Lion was doing now because he didn't have time to leave Terra for the time being, and it was useless to toss the High Lords who represented the interests of the Astra Militarum in Terra.
"It's so complicated to catch him!" Qin Mo suddenly felt a headache, "Why can't the empire's affairs be simpler, like Tailong's affairs."
Guilliman shook his head: "There is no way. The empire has a lot of lords just like the so-called empires in the Middle Ages. If you want to have the final say with a person like yours in the sector, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky."
Then both fell silent.
Two minutes later, Guilliman thought of something and suddenly said: "The high lords believe that the victory of the Five Hundred Worlds is also the victory of the Empire. They hope that the troops of the Five Hundred Worlds can go to Terra for a victory parade. You should also participate, After all, you were at war.”
Qin Mo subconsciously wanted to refuse. The Tyron Navy did not have time to visit Terra.
But after thinking about it carefully, Qin Mo nodded and agreed: "Of course that's good."
The reason why Qin Mo agreed was not for the victory ceremony, but to go to Terra and Mars and find the Void Dragon fragment locked in the Mars maze by the Emperor.
Chapter 574 Prosperity
……
half a month later.
The fleet is gathering.
More than 4,000 warships, commanded by the two flagships Macragge's Glory and Glory of Humanity, are gathering to assemble in the system where Macragge is located.
In addition to the celestial engines scheduled to return to the sector, in addition to a small patrol fleet of the Talon and Ultramar navies, the warships of these two sectors were almost overwhelming.
While the high-ranking naval commanders of Ultramar and Tyrone were discussing a series of issues including fleet assembly and sailing and replenishment after reaching Terra, the owners of the two fleets were very leisurely.
Qin Mo and Guilliman were taking a bath.
In the large bathhouse inside the Macragge's Glory.
Hundreds of square feet of marble bath.
There's even a TV.
"You can own a luxurious house of nearly 1,000 square meters in your most crowded city!"
"Thanks to the latest engineering technology! A small house that looks like only 100 square meters from the outside can expand its internal space to 1,000 square meters!"
An advertisement for the Tyrone Sector is playing on the TV.
Qin Mo didn't even know when Guilliman had acquired such a TV.
Thanks to the development of dimensional communication technology, the signal from the Tyrone star sector can also be received by this TV.
"Magical house!" Guilliman stood up from the bath, walked to the TV, and took a closer look at the housing engineering technology display at the end of the advertisement.
The engineering team came outside the house and measured the length of the house with measuring instruments.
ten meters.
The engineering team entered the house and measured the length of the interior space with hand-held measuring instruments.
One hundred meters.
"The application of some kind of space technology." Qin Mo's attitude towards the advertisement was very cold. "The advertisement boasts that it is powerful, but this thing is cutting-edge technology. Ordinary people should not even think about building a thousand-square-meter mansion. Instead, build a five-hundred-square-meter mansion." Even ordinary people have to spend two-thirds of their monthly salary to repay the loan from the district bank."
"Oh." Guilliman sat back again.
The news started playing on the TV at this time.
The title of "News 44" appeared, and then after a burst of rich music, they entered a conference hall shaped by a holographic image.
The host faces the camera.
"Praise the Lord of Tyrone, praise him for every heroic deed, praise him for all he has given us. Welcome to News 44."
"The latest news is that the Lord of Tyron and the Lord of Ultramar will go to Terra to participate in the victory ceremony."
"This is the only two times the empire has shown a positive attitude towards Talon. The last time was when the Lord of Talon was appointed governor."
"We invited two famous scholars on interstellar relations."
Two men in white slim-fitting uniforms came out and sat on the left and right of the host.
That is exactly what scholars from the Tyrone Sector wear.
"Otherwise, let's change the channel." Qin Mo said.
Guilliman said nothing and looked attentively.
The Imperial Regent wants to know how the Tyrone Sector evaluates this matter.
"Thank you for the invitation."
"I think this is a trap. When the Tyron Navy arrives on Terra, the Solar System Auxiliary Army and the Solar System Fleet will immediately attack our fleet. It is even possible that the Ultramar Fleet will also participate in the offensive operation."
"Of course, you may use the friendship between Ultramar and Tyrone to refute me, but I must tell you that the master of Ultramar is also the current master of the empire."
A scholar finished his speech.
Another man began to speak.
"With all due respect, I don't think so."
"This victory ceremony is an opportunity to ease relations with the Empire. We must have a good relationship with the Empire, just like the Five Hundred Worlds have with us."
"Because we are all human."
"We can't let those Eldar look at us while we're killing each other and say: See, these are inferior savage races."
"We should seek a better relationship, rather than the current situation where even attending a victory ceremony is considered a trap."
"..."
Guilliman turned to look at Qin Mo, wanting to ask him what he thought.
"My opinion is different from both of them. This is not a trap nor an invitation simply to ease the relationship." Qin Mo said thoughtfully, "I think the high lords are creating a person who can sit with Tai Long. The chance to come down and talk, and everything, including the future expansion of the Tyrone Sector, will be settled in this conversation. At least that's what they thought."
"I think so too." Guilliman nodded in approval.
Inviting Tyrone's army to Terra was a matter decided by the high lords.
Guilliman didn't know why the efficiency of the group of people who had either died suddenly or were on the road to death suddenly increased after he left.
Anyway, Guilliman was happy to accept the decision of the high lords.
War is breaking out in the empire at this moment, and countless humans are struggling in suffering.
A huge fleet composed of four thousand ships slowly sailed over Terra, which was very able to boost the morale of frontline soldiers and civilians. Although there may be no way at the moment, there is always hope, and those powerful military forces are hope.
But this is all a matter of spectacle. Privately, it is definitely not just for the purpose of letting Tyrone Navy show on the catwalk.
The high lords wanted to talk to Tyrone's commander.
There is no way for the two parties to communicate, which is very dangerous.
But Qin Mo himself didn't care about this opportunity to sit down and talk. His goal was still the void dragon in the Mars maze.
"In any case, this is not a trap." Guilliman assured Qin Mo, "If the Solar System Navy dares to attack you, I will order an attack on them, because they are not at war with a certain force, but are drawing humanity inward. Push it to the withered dead end.”
Qin Mo nodded.
He felt that even if it was a trap, there was no danger.
It's hard to say about ground warfare, as the number of Tyron's armies is still smaller than that of the Empire.
But when it comes to void warfare, there is no fleet in the galaxy other than the Necrons that can compete with the Tyron navy.
While the two were talking, News 44 was already broadcasting the next thing.
"The results of this year's breeding model selection have come out."
"Colonel Ander Lee and his wife Osanna from the Hive City of Beisu. They have twenty children and have created two standard army classes for the Lord of Tyrone that can serve seventeen years later!"
"They have obtained a manor, ten logistics machinery, two large agricultural machinery, and a thousand acres of land in the agricultural world of Yiwen No. 7. Let us congratulate them!"
A round of applause.
"Thank you, thank you all. I only have one sentence to express at this moment... For the Lord of Tai Lung! For the Three Hundred Worlds of Tai Lung!"
"..."