This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 397 Even the Emperor Did It!
Dawn Sector, Deep Diver Galaxy, Subspace Probe 'Time Key Star'.

This is a planet composed almost entirely of black rock.

An unknown event during the War of Heaven brutally molded a rare blackstone deposit, one that is rare even in the galaxy, into a dense sphere. This made it unusually small compared to a normal planet, and undeniably more deadly.

To ensure absolute safety, all the space undead on this planet have been completely relocated. The entire planet's surface is now divided and occupied by various agencies responsible for handling subspace issues, relying on fragments of the Star God Burners as their energy source.

In these areas, scenes that would undoubtedly be considered utterly blasphemous to any being with a conscious mind are unfolding.

A vast array of massive, automated war machines, controlled by bound souls, are roaring into action. At every pass, you might catch a glimpse of an Eldar or human psychic from a shimmering Soulstone.

These figures are ethereal and flickering, elusive and unpredictable, like lingering ghosts. Sometimes you can't touch them, and sometimes your fingers can actually reach out and shake hands with their cold presence.

The surging warp forces deeply affected their essence and soul, then distorted and reshaped their physical form.

They actively communicated with those around them while meticulously fulfilling their duties.

Providing any abominable device that needs to extract soul power with what is considered cursed energy over the past 60 million years of galactic history, enabling this planet to drift between the sea of ​​reality and the sea of ​​souls.

To be honest, although they still maintain a human appearance that can win the favor of ordinary people, this posture is no different from the twisted nature of demons in the eyes of the various high-ranking officials who have long been familiar with and have come into contact with demons.

The most massive structure here is located at the intersection of the planet's equator and the 0° meridian, where thirteen sharp, colossal towers stand, with black stone, soul stone, and various imperial-style buildings embedded on the surface, forming a conical circle.

Inside the circle is a deep passageway leading directly to the planet's core, while the tip of the tower extends all the way out of the atmosphere.

Members from various secret departments hidden deep within the Dawn Sector walked through it, already accustomed to the surrounding scenery, and tacitly agreed to pretend they had never seen it after leaving, to avoid causing unnecessary trouble for the Dawn Sector.

In fact, the Dawn Sector has always been actively communicating with various departments of the Empire. Over the years, many high-ranking officials in the Dawn Sector have also had experience working in the Empire.

Such an experience allows them to better understand the current operating mechanism of the Empire and its differences from the Dawn Sector, thus enabling them to make appropriate judgments when faced with various actions of the Empire.

This usually refers to fully understanding the current state of most departments within the empire, and making the appropriate judgment to act decisively when necessary.

While the imperial approach is extreme and violent, it can also save a lot of trouble when used properly.

Maybe
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With his worldview nearly shattered, his instinctive urge to kill was overwhelming, but unable to find a target, he finally focused his gaze on the death stares of the Imperial Guards behind him.
"Hey."

Cardo Diego let out a frustrated sigh, his face even more sullen as he looked at the Eldar prophet explaining various precautions for warp invasion to the Grey Knights.

The Primarchs were truly unconventional in their use of methodology, and Lord Ramses was even more so—highly skilled and daring.

If the appearance of the other three only made them feel secure, then Lord Ramses and the others could only feel fear upon seeing him.

Alien, heresy.
Within minutes, the seasoned Grey Knight began to doubt his own loyalty.

Everything on this planet is beyond description; any imperial department that sees it for the first time will destroy it, and then destroy the culprit as well.

Even the 'old prophet' Uslan, who came upon hearing the news intending to take this opportunity to establish contact with 'Eldar Goddess of Life' Elsa, felt that Elsa's use of warp power was far too unrestrained.

Put him at the same table as those two disqualified people, who are at a high or low level of 30k.

He sighed inwardly, surveying the complex of buildings that contained elements of multiple civilizations.

However, it must be said that, with the convergence of Eldar prophets, the legacy of the Necromancers, a stable warp rift generation region, and the regular connection to the Seraphim's warp realm, plus the protection from the Primarchs, 'Chronosphere' is one of the few regions in this galaxy that can reliably access the warp.

This is a rare and precious opportunity for any race, and should be cherished.

"Don't worry too much about these details. As long as the goal is achieved, that's all that matters. And don't try to intimidate me with the Emperor. He's done just that. How wise and invincible is the Emperor? If he were truly invincible, he would have mass-produced the Imperial Guard long ago. Why would he need to haul in lesser gods from the warp and wholesale demon armies in the real universe?"

Ramses began handing out instruction manuals one by one, clearly indicating that the Emperor had also done it.

The expressions of those around him tightened again.

Being around this person is terrifying.

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Several grey knights, the royal guards, and the Silent Sisters stared at each other in despair, their earlier resentment at the other side's incompetence vanishing almost instantly.

Although the Dawnwings did not announce the exciting news of a Primarch's return due to Korax's own opinion, the Core members were aware of it and, with Ramses's explanation, gained some understanding of what a Primarch actually was.

But that can't stop people from talking about it every day.

Now things are really messed up. Not only has the Primarch's sanctity been lost under Lord Ramesses's mouth, but now the Emperor is almost gone too.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and look at them, then go to the prophets one by one and go through them again."

Ramses slapped the book inlaid with the soul stone into Diego's hand.

In any case, with the help of the ancient books left by the Imperial Guards and the information advantage of the time travelers themselves, the emperor's prestige was completely out of reach for the four of them.

What is this? We can't win. Let's try to find a solution using subspace.

Refers to the Terran warlords.

What is this? I can't make it. Let's try using subspace.

It refers to the Space Marine legions that conquered the galaxy. Is this warp space? Ugh, this is difficult. Let's just have to bite the bullet and think of a solution.

Subspace: "?"

Warp: "Come on, Horus, give him a good show!"

Ramses marched all the way to Marcus, the Shield Guard Captain, who didn't know what expression to make.

He looked Marcus up and down, observing the more than two thousand guards behind him.

"There are far too few Imperial Guards."

He looked disgusted.

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Marcus was momentarily at a loss for what expression to make.

Shouldn't he be the one to hold someone accountable now?

He sighed inwardly, feeling as if he were walking on thin ice next to Lord Ramses.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke:

"Sorry, Your Highness."

"Indeed, I have no idea what you've been doing for ten thousand years."

Ramses was not like the other three, who could let things slide with a simple apology; he was ruthless in his words.

Two thousand six hundred people.

It was almost three battle groups of the Imperial Guard.

But don't think that this number is a lot.

This is only because the Dawnwings had their equipment destroyed and the Imperial Guard, including the Eye of the Emperor and other retired troops with decommissioned equipment, were recalled from all over the galaxy. That's how they managed to gather such a small number of people.

The Imperial Guard is great in every way, except it's incredibly expensive. Each one is extremely precious. Not to mention the lengthy genetic modification process, the resources required to support those genetic engineering masters are unimaginable. Not to mention that each Imperial Guard member also needs a series of radiant gold equipment. Basically, one person can burn through the entire resources of an industrial planet.

As the empire declines, the resources of the Imperial Guard are dwindling. It is said that even the Imperial Palace has limited reserves of Achilles Terminators, not to mention that there are even cases of Imperial Guards being wounded and dying in the upcoming Battle of Lionsgate due to the lack of timely allocation of Dreadnoughts.

Thinking of this, even Ramses, who was not very good at governing, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Let's leave the Dreadnoughts aside for now, since the Imperial Guard only numbers around 10,000 men and doesn't need many Dreadnought mechs.

But they couldn't even gather enough static force fields to save their lives.

Ramses felt it was understandable that these people couldn't take good care of the Empire, after all, the Empire had many gods and humans, and although the Imperial Guard was one of the more outstanding ones, it was still just one of many anthropomorphic creatures.

But now he can't even take care of himself.
If a few members of the Imperial Guards had done some decent work and managed a few more resource planets to support themselves, the Imperial Guards wouldn't have degenerated to this extent.

Marcus lowered his head in shame.

He also knew that the Primarchs were not unaware that their actions were dangerous to some extent. Their extensive experience gave them a clear understanding of the universe, and their bottom line had never wavered.

But this is because we can't rely on others.

The first priority for the Imperial Guard now under the command of the Dawnwing is to work for Romulus to pay off their debts. They'll only think about doing anything else once they've managed to acquire the resources of an industrial planet.

The same applies to the Emperor's Eye; if you want to get equipment and go out to fight, you have to do the work first.

Ramses shook his head, no longer pressuring him, and instead asked:
"Those who have participated in cyber warfare, step forward."

A dozen or so people walked out from the group of more than two thousand.

Quite a lot.

"You will be in charge of leading the team. The members under your command will be divided equally among themselves. Each of you will lead a group of mechanized Dark Angels. You will be responsible for sealing off the probe channels to ensure that the enemy cannot use them to invade the real universe."

The warp probe itself is created by forcibly opening a stable passage to the warp through inverted blackstone. If they can go through, then the other side can naturally come in.

Therefore, ensuring the safety of the keys is of paramount importance.

The Custodians are not suited to fight demons in the Warp, but they are well-suited to blocking demons in the real universe.

After all, 'Time Key Star' is indeed too controversial, and there aren't many troops suitable to participate in it when it's necessary to maintain the unity of the empire's overall direction.

"understand!"

The Shield Guard Company Commander replied immediately.

"The rest of the troops, continue the adaptation tests and await Arthur's orders."

"understand!"

(End of this chapter)