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Chapter 189 The Blood Angels also want their own Greater Ultramar

Zhou Yun regretted attending this banquet.

I regretted it from the moment I took my first sip of wine.
This was not because the wine was mixed with blood. In fact, what he and Dante drank were versions without blood mixed in. It was brewed from local grapes grown in the Baal Angel Castle. The Blood Angels participated in the entire process from planting to brewing.

This was the first fruit wine Zhou Yun had tasted since arriving in this galaxy. The brewing technique used was left by the angels during the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago. It was said that the angels themselves had learned the brewing technique from Prospero through Magnus, the Primarch of the Thousand Sons.
Ten thousand years after the angels passed away, brewing this wine has almost become a ritual. The participating blood slaves and holy blood angels all began to brew it strictly according to the ancient craft with honor and piety.
Zhou Yun is currently drinking the highest-grade bottle, which is brewed only once a year during the Saint Gilles Festival.
The ancient craftsmanship of ten thousand years ago, the grapes grown on the holy Baal, the Blood Angels brewed it in memory of Sanguinius, and only one barrel is brewed on the Sanguinius Festival.
This nameless wine in a beautifully carved bloodstone bottle is worth even more than the most expensive Quatis wine. Zhou Yun has no doubt that countless planetary governors would be willing to spend all their money to buy a bottle.
But, this thing tasted bitter when he drank it, so bitter that it was astringent and cut his mouth. The sharp tannin taste made Zhou Yun's lips and teeth hurt. It was even so bitter that Zhou Yun vaguely saw the Emperor waving at him from the golden throne.

Zhou Yun looked at the glass of wine with an unpleasant expression. He even began to wonder if Magnus had used his psychic power to curse the winemaking process that the Archangels had learned from Prospero after his rebellion, making every glass of wine brewed by the angels bitter.
But on second thought, if Magnus really had this ability, he should curse every glass of wine Russ drank first!

As if noticing Zhou Yun's bitter expression, Dante shook his head helplessly: "Baal is a world full of radiation. Not to mention grapes, even people are bitter."

“It is not easy to grow grapes in this environment.”

As he spoke, Dante picked up a bunch of grapes from the table and placed it in front of Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun glanced at the grape.
The surface of that thing is covered with a solid hard shell. After peeling off the shell, there is a green and yellow peel, which tightly wraps the huge seeds.

"This is definitely not a grape." Zhou Yun mentioned the grape whose skin, seeds and shell were well developed but without the flesh.

As a native of the third millennium of ancient Terra, Zhou Yun absolutely refused to admit that this was a grape.
Even if he was asked to admit that Banana was a purebred human being, he would never admit that the outrageous thing in front of him was a grape.

".This is the grape of Baal." Dante picked a grape and squeezed out the core, which was covered with flesh that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Dante put the core into his mouth and took a sip, and that was considered eating a grape.

"Baal's radiation is severe, the sun is sharp, and the scarlet scar itself can induce biological mutations. We have made a lot of efforts, from greenhouses to ecological cabins that are completely isolated from the outside world, and even invited great biological sages to conduct research, but Baal's grapes still grow like this!"

Dante said with some grief and anger:
"It is said that before the Archangel passed away, Baal's grapes were relatively normal. But in the ten thousand years since his death, Baal's grapes have become more and more mutated."

Zhou Yun looked at Dante with a dull expression.

The grapes became unpalatable because of the death of Sanguinius. Did the death of Sanguinius also affect the grape varieties? ?
Could it be that someone is really attacking the Blood Angels' wine in the Warp?
Could it be that Magnus was really chanting little spells in the Warp day and night to curse the grapes of Baal?
Zhou Yun took another sip of the bright red wine in the glass in silence.

Then his face suddenly twisted, revealing uncontrollable pain.

Zhou Yun felt that his expression was probably as painful as when Perturabo strangled his sister to death.

It was so bitter, yet Mephiston and Dante beside him could actually sip it.

"This bitterness is part of our nostalgia for the Archangel." Mephiston smiled bitterly and explained, "We often slowly savor this bitter yet mellow red wine and miss Saint Gilles."

"Believe me, Sanguinius is definitely willing to let you drink something good." Zhou Yun said as he glanced at the winged figure in the white light from the corner of his eye.

The winged figure in the white light flickered a few times, as if agreeing with Zhou Yun.

The chief holy blood priest, Cobruo, who was sitting next to Dante, was not far away. Hearing this, he could not help but frowned slightly.
Although he could guess that this man's identity was not what he claimed, but an ordinary Ultramarines,

But the words he spoke were still an offense to Sanguinius and the traditions of the Blood Angels.
"Sir————" Coblow just opened his mouth to speak, but saw Dante looking at the wine glass in his hand thoughtfully.

"Maybe it's time to get some wine produced in the agricultural world into the wine cellar," Dante whispered.

Cobblo's expression froze slightly, but he saw Mephiston nodded in agreement.

"No need to be too extravagant, just enter the agricultural world——"

".There are no agricultural worlds nearby." Dante interrupted Mephiston. Mephiston's face twitched slightly, and he suddenly remembered that dozens of nearby worlds had been executed with extermination orders, issued by Dante himself.
Especially the agricultural world with abundant biomass was destroyed most thoroughly.

Mephiston sighed slightly.
Dante believes that as long as Baal does not fall, the Zerg will have to starve in the Scarlet Scar.

But Dante did not mention that if not enough casualties were suffered in the ensuing battle, Baal itself might fall into famine.
"In fact, there is no need to focus only on the Scarlet Scar. There are so many planets in the entire Ultima Thule. The Blood Angels' influence can definitely go beyond the Scarlet Scar."

Zhou Yun swirled the red wine in his glass but didn't drink a sip:
"Robert Guilliman was able to create Greater Ultramar, so why can't we create Greater Baal? We should include the Scarlet Scars as the core and the five hundred nearby worlds, and bring the entire northern Ultima Segmentum under the leadership of one army, no, chapter."

"The world only knows that the Ultramarines' genes are stable and good at mass production. But is it possible that the Blood Angels' genes also have their own characteristics and the requirements for the subjects are relatively low? Even the tribesmen on Baal who have been severely affected by radiation can be transformed."

"If the Blood Angels can build a Greater Baal containing hundreds of worlds, I shudder to think how many Astartes we will have."

Mephiston's hand holding the wine glass stopped in mid-air. Dante stiffened for a moment and then sighed tiredly, while Cobreau was stunned.

"The Holy Code stipulates that each chapter is only allowed to have one thousand Astartes. The new recruits produced by hundreds of worlds are definitely at the legion level, and may even surpass the former Ninth Legion." Cobrow thought he had pointed out the biggest loophole in Zhou Yun's plan.

"There's no need to be so honest." Zhou Yun continued shaking his glass and said, "Not all legions strictly followed the Holy Code back then. In fact, the Blood Angels were the more honest among them. They actually broke up the legion."

"The Empire will not agree to the existence of a legion-sized Astartes organization now." Cobrough said firmly.

"You can use some tricks. For example, sign a secret agreement of the Final Blood Wall with the sub-groups, make the command system so complicated that outsiders can't understand it, establish a bunch of ship-based sub-groups and let them cruise near Baal, set up a bunch of Astartes enthusiast clubs, stuff the Astartes into stasis stance rotation, or simply ignore the opinions of certain people in the Empire. There is always a way." Zhou Yun said casually.

Coblow's expression froze for a moment. He wanted to refute, but soon discovered that it seemed that several regiments actually did this.

"It is impossible for the High Lords to destroy a loyal founding group. The Inquisition does not have the ability to do so. The Imperial Guards are still staying in the palace. Moreover, the 29,000 Blood Angels present are almost united." Zhou Yun shook his glass and said, "They are loyal to Dante."

Listening to Zhou Yun's words, Kaobro suddenly felt a chill, because he suddenly realized that what Zhou Yun said made sense.
If Dante really led the Blood Angels and their successors to survive the Battle of Baal, he would be fully capable of achieving the plan Zhou Yun mentioned.

Establish a Great Baal and unite all the descendants of the Blood Angels. Dante is only one step away from this power.

Dante sighed tiredly and shook his head.
Managing a thousand Astartes made him tired, managing 29,000 Astartes made him even more tired. In Zhou Yun's plan, he actually had to manage hundreds of worlds and an entire legion of Astartes.
Dante glanced at Zhou Yun through the mask of Sanguinius. He deeply suspected that the realm of this warp existence was overtime and endless work.

He was silent for a moment, then glanced around to see where the Flesh Tearers were assigned.
Chapter Master Seth was not among them. This chapter master of the Flesh had always avoided interacting with other chapters. Dante could feel that Seth was also one of those who sought sacrifice in this battle.

Seth actually came to the party, but left when Dante wasn't noticing.

"I need to leave for a moment. Cobrough, you and Mephiston will host the banquet."

After he finished speaking, Dante stood up, left his seat, and walked outside the Angel's Well.

"The Blood Angels' Blood Priests and Chaplains are sometimes responsible for suppressing the Bloodthirst and Black Rage of the Successor Chapters, right?"

After Dante left, Zhou Yun seemed to have a sudden idea and looked at Coblow and asked.

".Yes." Coblow vaguely realized something and said with a strange expression.

“Then we can also unify the Holy Blood Priests of each sub-group into one organization under the pretext of managing and suppressing the mutation of the sub-group’s gene seeds. With the help of the Holy Blood Priests, we can establish a command structure to control the major sub-groups and indirectly revive the Legion.” Zhou Yun couldn’t help but smile as he spoke.

In the hundreds of years that Cobron had been a Blood Angel, he had never felt so uneasy.

He felt like he was being roasted on a fire.

(End of this chapter)