This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 392 Kill the troublemakers first (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month, sob sob sob)

The knights then slowly retreated amidst the cheers.

He bid farewell to Arabella, exchanged a few pleasantries with many educators, and then stepped onto the space elevator.

On his way back to base, Arthur passed through an area that had just been cleared by armed forces.

Before him, the burning flames had been extinguished, the charred remains lay in the open, and a group of men, women, and children from other star systems who had come to seek refuge were weeping outside, clutching the belongings of their loved ones.

Arthur watched quietly from the edge of the corridor. The scene made the fervent and peaceful academy on the planet's surface seem like an illusion, as if destruction and death were pulling one back into reality after being numbed by alcohol.

This is the current situation facing the Dawn Sector. In the Milky Way, where human life is as cheap as grass, far too many people have already lost their lives.

"Hurry! Rescue teams, follow up! Chemical defense troops, establish an armed blockade of the area."

A team of Astartes and elite stormtroopers quickly entered the corridor.

"The mission prioritizes the collection of relevant samples and target location. The rescue team is responsible for providing refugee relief to the teams passing through the areas. Again, we emphasize that our own safety is the top priority."

"Position number one has priority to enter the core area; position number two will block the employee access route."

The continuous stream of commands transmitted from inside the fully enclosed respirators into the ears of the soldiers under his command, until even the Primarch's keen senses could no longer detect it, and the team, mainly composed of gold and red, disappeared into the distance.

They are all very young.

Arthur paused for a moment, then turned and walked away.

As he walked to the base of the Broken Steel Wings, his eyes caught sight of the newly carved dark patterns, and further away, about a dozen figures were gathering in front of the command platform.

Noticing Arthur's gaze, the leader slightly raised his head, revealing an equally young face beneath his cloak.

The moment their eyes met, he placed his right hand on his chest in a gesture of respect.

"Your Highness."

"Azrael".

Arthur nodded.

"Your Highness."

Everyone around bowed and pounded their chests in respect.

Arthur returned the greeting and then took the seat of honor.

On the left are representatives of other armed forces, including the Grey Knights, the Imperial Guard, and the Silent Sisters; on the right are the various commanders of the Dark Angels.

Samuel and Gareth were absent; one had been sent to a severely infected planet to work with the Grey Knights on purification efforts, while the other was on the front lines managing the plague within the Dawn system.

The others were not carrying ceremonial swords, yet they were ready to attack at any moment, demonstrating the tense situation.

"How long will it take to deal with the epidemic?"

Arthur's gaze fell on the tactical table, which displayed the images of the five major star systems of the Milky Way.

Through independent channels, the Dark Angels are able to obtain general information about most areas of the galaxy. Various markers are placed on the galaxy, and the colorful blocks mark the territories of various factions.

This includes the Ark Eldar's territory, the Webgates where the Dark Eldar frequently operate, the planets possessing World Souls, the Necropolis worlds of the Necropolis dynasty, and the areas invaded by the Tyranid swarm.

As the largest region in terms of area, the deep green of the green skin covers almost the entire Milky Way.

It seems the warp gods on the greenskin side are also getting restless. After all, the galaxy has become so amazing, they won't give up this feast.

Arthur pondered for a moment, thinking to himself that their force could not be held back any longer.

"The work inside the galaxy is complete, and the research team is on standby."

Azrael quickly retrieved the detailed report and promptly relayed it.

Nurgle went to great lengths. Since the warp-borne infections were ineffective against the Dawn system within Arthur's influence, he created legitimate infectious diseases. A series of complex infectious diseases wreaked havoc on Dawn's medical departments. Fortunately, with the technological support of the Dark Angels, the situation is currently stable.

Due to certain historical issues, almost everyone in the Dark Angels is a pharmacist, which gives them considerable ability in the fight against the epidemic.

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Arthur nodded silently.

In other words, they actually spent thirty years recovering some of the Empire's scientific research capabilities across various categories; otherwise, they would have had a hard time dealing with these successive waves of epidemics, and they wouldn't have needed to gamble their lives with the bio-sages of the Cult of Mechanics.

Then he looked at the Grey Knight and asked.

"Has the target been found?"

"Lacrimal disease, herpes, dengue fever."

Kador Diego of the Third Brotherhood of the Grey Knights immediately replied, "Lord Karna has completed his inspection of the sector, and the Brotherhood of the Watchers has also confirmed the Nurgle Mark."

"They mainly rely on the harsh living conditions of war zones to infect and remain dormant, and then infect ordinary people with weak faith during the resettlement of soldiers. Only a few cases have been found in the Sisters' Guild and the State Church system."

"Currently, under Lord Ramses's leadership, after extensive investigation, there are clear signs of activity by the relevant Archdemons in the Warp, with a very large range of influence. It can be confirmed that they are not inside Nurgle's Castle, since the contraction and expansion of the Chaos Gods' domain is directly related to their influence on the real universe."

There's no need to resort to obscure language and get called a riddle-maker around the Lord of Knights anymore. After all, the sturdy veil can even block out the fluctuations of the soul, making it difficult for even the Grey Knight to perceive his own soul when affected.

When I went to talk to the Grey Knights who were returning from the Plague Core, there were even newly joined Dark Angels who were worried that this person who had come into contact with psionicists would be assassinated.

Diego shrugged instinctively, thinking to himself, "Doesn't he even know what kind of strength this prince possesses? Is he someone who can be assassinated?"

"It'll be soon."

Arthur narrowed his eyes, like a dangerous dragon.

The war machine, which had been forged long ago, was stuck in gear and could not be started. When faced with distress signals coming from all the star sectors and being unable to help, everyone felt frustrated with the situation and wished they could chop the vines and rotten wood that were jamming the gears into pieces.

Things have fundamentally changed; this interference, which can be described as "not being able to play the game," has made even secondary goals seem unattainable.

The Grey Knight, who had almost gotten used to being drenched in golden light, was once again in a daze.

"grown ups!"

Diego quickly spoke up.

This period was undoubtedly the happiest time for the Grey Knights.

The Emperor became increasingly active around the Wings of Dawn, and his responses to them became clearer; even the Imperial Guard, almost completely isolated from the Warp, frequently received messages from the Emperor in their dreams.

The imposing figure began to reprimand these great works, which he regarded as the future of humanity, telling them that they should focus their attention on the outside world and participate in the construction of the empire, instead of spending their days guarding the dilapidated toilets in the palace.

In fact, at the 40k stage, whether the emperor wants to step down from that throne depends entirely on himself. Even whether he can live to stand before him depends on his attitude; otherwise, he will be burned to ashes the moment he enters the core area of ​​the palace.

This has led to a significant increase in the number of Grey Knights and Imperial Guards active in the Dawn Sector. The presence of the Imperial Guards has further stabilized the political landscape of the Dawn Sector and improved government efficiency.

These lucky individuals are the envy of their colleagues who are still engaged in almost endless mine-clearing work in Terra and the surrounding star sectors.

"I know."

Arthur took a deep breath, and before Diego could even speak, he already knew what he was about to say.

This emperor is also a god-like being. As the last resort, how could he rashly venture into the realm of evil gods? Where is that reckless courage he used to have when he was indecisive and resorted to spiritual energy?
"I dont go."

Since he had a mouth, he simply replied.

The golden light that had almost completely covered Diego's vision quickly faded.

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(End of this chapter)