Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 532 Return to the Eye of Terror
No one expected, from the Emperor himself, that Taylor would get up from his hospital bed so quickly.

Especially the Inquisitor ladies and psychic girls who are proficient in psychic powers.

The two of them were definitely knowledgeable and talented experts, but their talents constrained them, preventing them from reaching the level of being able to fight against an entire army alone.

Therefore, Taylor trusted them very much, and they also consulted with experts for a long time before making their confirmation.

Taylor is now safe and sound.

This was obviously not what they expected, but the psychic girl had been following Taylor all the way, so she had a rough idea of what was going on.

Obviously she had to admit that this was a huge fortune that fell on Taylor's head.

If all the spiritual power of a great demon were given to her to use, the power it would unleash would definitely surpass that of the demon prince himself.

But Settra was a suspicious person by nature, and in order to prevent the psychics who could mobilize such power from using it, he reliably arranged for the black stone creation for this sword.

That is the necromancy technology used to counter psychic energy, but the range is not large, and Taylor's soul is not a product of this era, so he has no feeling about it.

But in contrast, a real psychic felt nauseous and disgusted when he saw this weapon.

Taylor had to praise Setra for its good performance, and could even say that the entire after-sales service was a bit too considerate.

Secondly, the Damocles Fleet now has an additional twenty thousand Tau troops, who have abandoned the Greater Good and are praying to the Emperor for light.

Taylor planned to wait until the war was over and then give these guys a whole new world as a reservation, allowing them to be self-sufficient.

No matter how powerful a planet's development is, it is difficult to threaten the empire. In comparison, whether this 20,000-strong Tau army can survive the next battle is another matter.

Secondly, they don't get along well with the greenskins.

The first tough guy the Tau encountered after entering the void was the greenskins. Those barbaric and stupid things left an indelible memory of horror on the Tau.

They had no good feelings towards those green roughmen, even though Taylor was the kindest and most well-behaved greenskin they saw.

But their attitude remains unsettling.

The good news was that Taylor didn't have to worry about their loyalty; what happened on the previous planet had already driven them completely crazy.

The so-called Greater Good has become a ridiculous lie, an etheric lie.

They have seen the Star Gods, Chaos, the Zerg and the Undead, those incomprehensible existences.

At the same time, he witnessed Imperial ships using warp drives to quickly travel through time and space, and the fact that the Tau people had short lives and no concept of family.

In other words, they have no home to return to.

Whether it's the Tau or somewhere else, even the Empire is only an area where they can live for a short time.

Are they trustworthy?
Taylor knew they were still useful.

Maybe still
Now his fleet is approaching the core area of the dark side of the empire, and many messy and bizarre wonders have begun to appear one after another.

To be precise, those peculiar natural environments are quite abnormal and strange, like huge wonders cast for the gods to show off their great achievements.

It is disgusting and a bridgehead for destroying the fragile will of mortals.

Most mortals would collapse due to their weak willpower when approaching this. Even with holy oil and completely surrounded by the metal of the Imperial warship, those mortals would still have nightmares when they slept.

Most of the ordinary crew members will become terrible explosives, of course this is just a description, but those with weak willpower will soon become madmen due to nightmares, whispers, and nervous breakdowns. They will wave everything they can get their hands on to attack others, and may even cause the ship to be forced to stop.

Those strange whirlpools, those twisted nightmares, would give even a Space Marine a headache just looking at them.

Psykers are more severely affected, but they can control themselves, while mortals cannot.

If left unchecked, casualties would probably occur soon. The solution adopted by most of the Empire's warships was rather crude, which was nothing more than finding a large number of Imperial priests to calm people's hearts with faith.

Secondly, the army led by the Primarch has the protection of the Emperor, and those evil forces are not fatal to them.

As long as the Emperor looked after them, things would not go badly, but now Taylor's fleet had neither a large number of Imperial priests nor the protection of the Primarch.

He probably should have a headache.

And most importantly, the mental resistance of the Tau is even weaker...

The good news is that Taylor has obtained enough power, and now his light has expanded. Relying on the psychic power and strength of Prince Slaanesh, Taylor's means can include the entire fleet for the first time.

This allows them to advance at a speed comparable to that of a large force for a short period of time.

Taylor was even a little smug about the Chaos Gods' ridiculous tricks being rendered useless.

He can be considered a strong man who can protect a region. From being a small soldier who was ordered around by his superiors, he can now be a war leader who is comparable to a Chaos Lord and can bring stability to a region.

He has been through a lot during this period, but it is still hard to say that he has finally got everything.

He was now looking at the star map, his thoughts drifting through the vast star region. It was the first time in his life that he faced the war so readily and headed towards the battlefield.

The first time I took the initiative to go to war...

Let's fight an apocalyptic-level war.

The old emperor has too many responsibilities and may be a little addicted to his work. Many things have become unforgettable and it is not as easy as before.

You can bury your head in the ground, bury it and avoid it. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. But now he is that tall person.

This is a very bad thing.

His head might be rotting, and even if he wanted to run, he would be pulled back by the taller Guilliman.

Thinking of this, the slightly better mood became even more unhappy.

The Emperor is above, Taylor thought, and he was ready to slow down the ship.

It’s about time to prepare for logistics-related matters. After all, food and supplies must be prepared before troops move forward. This principle can be regarded as Taylor’s life motto.

After arranging the transportation channels and resource sources, Taylor can feel at ease. No matter whether the resources come from Kamas or the greenskins, he will accept them all.

He was already prepared to accumulate resources, but soon he received words from the front line.

As expected, that sentence was marked with a name that Taylor didn't want to see.

The Imperial Regent...

(End of this chapter)