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The praises he heard about the Tyrone sector reminded Jaghatai of Malcador's attitude towards the Primarch.
Considered the Primarch more of a tool than the Emperor.
It is even considered that the Primarchs are defective, because their emotions prevent them from being a good tool that can come and go as soon as they are called.
Malcador never expressed his opinion of any Primarch, but Jaghatai could see it.
Even Jaghatai can see one thing, that is, Malcador is actually more human than the Emperor. Even if Malcador has a bad attitude towards the original body, if everything goes well and the original body's mission is over, Malcador will Kado would not kill all the Primarchs, he would find a place to place them and keep watch.
He even stayed with the Primarch after he and the Emperor returned everything to mortals.
This is called affection.
"Also about the expedition to the Eye of Terror..."
"The Empire needs you, Jaghatai."
As Jaghatai's thoughts drifted further and further away from the current conversation between father and son, the Emperor suddenly called to him, drawing his thoughts back to the command deck of Macragge's Flair.
"What did you say?" Chagatai asked.
"The Empire needs you." The Emperor repeated. "Although you and your heirs have little presence, I know what you are good at. You are not only good at blitzkrieg, but also fleet warfare."
Hearing this, Chagatai narrowed his eyes slightly, surprised that the emperor knew the characteristics of the White Scars so clearly.
Whether the White Scars are in the legion or chapter period, their characteristic in the eyes of outsiders is that they like to ride motorcycles and fight blitzes.
But White Scar also has another specialty, and that is fleet battles.
In fleet battles, White Scar's warships will quickly defeat the enemy with extremely fast response speed and changeable strategies and tactics.
"I thought we were just a group of space cavalry in your eyes." Jaghatai smiled.
"So what are you waiting for? Come back to your war group quickly, organize your fleet, and then come quickly to participate in the preparations for the expedition to the Eye of Terror. Fortunately, speed is what you are good at," the emperor said.
"Yes."
Just say it quickly.
Without saying a word, Jaghatai stood up and saluted on the spot, turned around and left the command deck of Macragge's Glory, and set off home to prepare the fleet without even waiting for a second.
"You also do what needs to be done." The Emperor looked at Guilliman.
Guilliman stood and left the command deck.
At this time, only the Emperor's humanity and Lion were left in the huge command deck.
"Lian..."
The Emperor called softly.
Ryan listened intently.
But the Emperor did not continue speaking.
His expression looked strange.
At this moment, there seemed to be thousands of words that he wanted to say, but it seemed that he was just making a meaningless expression.
There seemed to be a lot of hesitation between the eyebrows, but there seemed to be only indifference.
Finally, with great difficulty, the Emperor spoke.
The difficult and bitter words were squeezed out of his throat and passed into Ryan's ears one by one, sounding like ethereal murmurs.
"Feel sorry."
"Sorry?" Ryan was stunned for a moment, "You said it was so difficult, I thought you wanted me to kill all the traitors in the Eye of Fear alone."
"Haha." The emperor smiled awkwardly to hide his embarrassment.
Ryan doesn't understand people's hearts, but he can probably figure out why his father apologized.
He was obviously apologizing for things that happened ten thousand years ago, for those honors that were not granted, and for the overly heavy secrets.
"As for your opinions on the Tyrone Sector..." The Emperor spoke again, "I hope you won't think about these things and focus on your duty. Your duty is to lead the imperial army to win the battle."
"Okay." Ryan said yes without hesitation.
The emperor was stunned for a moment. He thought that Ryan would have a fight with him for a long time...
"I think about those things because no one thinks about them for me, but now since you, Guilliman, and Jaghatai think that the problems in the Tyrone sector are not problems, then I have nothing to worry about."
"I am the Warmaster of the Empire now. I just have to do my part."
"I will always, only fight for your will, now I just need a clear opinion from you."
Ryan held his helmet, stood up from his seat, and knelt on one knee.
Looking at Ryan, the Emperor nodded movedly, stretched out his hand and gently touched Ryan's face.
"Go, get ready, we are going to have the greatest expedition ever launched."
"Sew up the wounds suffered by the real universe and the wounds eroded by subspace forever."
Chapter 687 Golden Expedition
Before the expedition with the goal of completely sealing the Eye of Terror had even begun, the empire and the Tyrone sector were already preparing for the expedition.
Jaghatai returned to his sons, using his Primarch's calling power to raise troops and fleets.
The fleets of Guilliman and Lion and their descendants, the Ultramarines, the Dark Angels and their sub-groups are all in the fleet and do not need to be mobilized.
The Reaper Army and Uthlan are taking a break from their search for the Crone's Sword to participate in the crusade against the Eye of Terror whenever possible.
Outside the forefront of the war, the Grand Magus Belisarius Cawl of the Adeptus Mechanicus was delivering the White Scar Primaris Space Marines to Jaghatai.
Thanks to Jaghatai's wisdom, the Primaris Space Marines were sent to the White Scars without any problems.
Everything went extremely smoothly.
Before Jaghatai's return, all the leaders of the expedition gathered together to name this monumental expedition.
Golden Expedition.
After the Imperium of Man was ravaged twelve times by Abaddon's Black Crusade.
Humanity finally launched an active attack on the place where the Eye of Terror, the Black Legion and many traitors and heretics were entrenched.
This is also the first active attack on subspace existence by beings in the real universe.
Everything went well in the preparation phase of the Golden Expedition.
Even the new Thunder Warriors plan is going well.
……
On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke.
In an apocalyptic battle on the surface of the demon world.
Elite Astra Militarum regiments such as the Astartes and the Cadian Assault Force, the Mordian Iron Guard, etc. are jointly attacking the Black Legion fortress.
The weapons and equipment of the Black Legion Chaos Space Marines are better than those recorded in any information records of the Empire. With the help of other various Chaos warbands and the help of demons, they can not only defend the fortress, but even have the strength to leave the fortress to fight.
In the lightning-thundering sky, nearly a hundred eyes stared at the ground.
Those eyes are not the strange appearance of the demon world, but the eyes of the people watching the battle.
Qin Mo, Guilliman, Lion.
Tyrone Army senior.
Chapter Masters of the Ultramar Auxiliaries, Ultramarines, and other sub-chapters.
The original members of the Dark Angels, headed by Azrael, who still serve as senior leaders of the chapter after the Inner Circle was abolished.
These people gathered together and watched the battlefield simulated by the equipment created by the Star God.
When the war was at its most intense stage, a square black cube suddenly emerged from the dimensional space and came to the sky above the battlefield.
Then the black cube released energy, and five golden light beams landed at the forefront of the battlefield.
After the golden beam of light turned into dots of starlight and dispersed, five five-meter-tall superhuman warriors wearing thick golden armor appeared in front of a Black Legion Terminator combat team.
Seeing these five warriors who suddenly appeared, the veterans of the eternal war were a little confused.
These five warriors, who looked very powerful at first glance, formed a combat team. The captain was Bendis, the new commander of the original Thunder Warriors after Gunter.
In brain activity imperceptible to the viewer, in less than a millisecond, Bendis issued orders in the mental link established between each team member.
This method of command is not about transmitting and receiving, but what Bendis is thinking, others will think about it at the same time.
The mental link filters out chaotic thoughts or other perceptions, and only shares feelings that are clearly defined as orders with other members of the team.
The other four warriors divided themselves in all directions as Bendis thought, killing the Black Legion lackeys or demons who were fighting with the Astartes and mortal armies.
Bendis, on the other hand, is alone facing the Terminator fighting team, where every member is a veteran of the long war.
"Hunt!" the most powerful and prestigious person in the Terminator team ordered to the others.
It only takes one word for others to understand what their boss wants to do.
But as the sound spread over the communications channel, Bendis took action.
Storm bolters, assault cannons, melta... all kinds of weapons roared at Bendis at the same time.
Countless attacks that could easily penetrate ordinary Astartes only caused ripples around Bendis. The experienced veterans of the eternal war immediately realized that the uninvited guest in front of them must be wearing equipment such as a force field.
But when they realized this, Bendis had already rushed in front of the leader. The spear held in his right hand instantly penetrated the various defense mechanisms of the Terminator Tactical Dreadnought Armor itself, even those who used subspace psychic energy. The defenses were also pierced by spears coated with the sacred wax of the state religion.
An eternal war veteran died on the spot.
The other members of the combat team immediately dispersed, trying to take advantage of their own long-range weapons to eliminate Bendis, who only held melee weapons.
When a round of fire coverage only caused ripples around Bendis again, and the traitors couldn't even tell where the force field around this guy came from, another veteran of the eternal war was shot from above. The hole penetrated the body, and the whole person was nailed to the ground.
The traitors looked at the extremely powerful enemy in horror.
Bendis pulled out the spear from the corpse and walked forward slowly.
boom!
A cannonball exploded behind Bendis, and two shrapnel struck the golden armor when the force field paused briefly, causing the shoulders of this warrior, who was far more powerful than the Astartes, to tremble.
Bendis turned around and saw a Leman Russ tank covered in profanity, and he raised his hand.