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Chapter 210 Human Revenge

Communication ended.

The roaring machinery slowly quieted down.
The projected light gradually dimmed, plunging the communications room back into darkness.

Dante stood in the darkness for a while, and only frowned after confirming that the communication was completely cut off.

He seemed so optimistic in the communication just now, but it was actually a bit of a facade.

He sensed the unease in the sage's heart.
There are too many enemies, and they are too powerful.
The Tyranids, the Chaos Gods, and the rising Xenomorphs.
And the corrupt enemies hidden within the empire.

With so many problems to solve and so little time, it's inevitable to feel lost and anxious.

Sages are very powerful, possessing extraordinary wisdom and charisma.

The only problem is that he's too young.

Not yet having been tested by time,
He was thus forced to shoulder the responsibility of saving the entire vast empire.

"We still need to speed things up so that the burden on the sage can be lightened a bit."

As Dante pondered this, he stepped out of the communications room.

Stepping onto the outside platform, the rebuilt Barr comes into view.

In the distance, a climate regulator as massive as a mountain...

It was humming and emitting light, adjusting the water vapor content and temperature.

The world of Baal today is completely different from the world of Baal in the past.
With the support of various cutting-edge technologies and the help of a star god,
Baal has escaped the curse of the dead planet.

Oceans and greenery have reappeared on the desolate land.
The exquisite buildings bearing the emblem of the Holy Blood stand on the earth's surface, perfectly complementing the newly revitalized ecosystem.

Although it is not perfect yet, given time, Baal will become a paradise.

"We strive for a better world."

“When Saint Gilles returns, Baal will surely be in paradise, and he will be very surprised.”

Dante could clearly see the people on the street, and their faces were all filled with happy smiles.
Although the standard of living is not high, everyone is full of hope.

After the Battle of Baal, countless civilians perished.

But after the Great Rift unfolded, the entire dark side of the empire was engulfed in war.

Many refugees are fleeing a war-torn world.

The refugee boat, guided by the lighthouse of Bar, arrived in Bar.

Dante mercifully accepted these refugees to replenish the population lost earlier.

As a result, the population of Barr recovered quickly, and even showed signs of surpassing the pre-war population.

"Lord Dante."

A member of the Holy Blood Guard approached and bowed to Dante.

Only after Dante nodded in response did the other person continue speaking.

"The High Priest has sent a message saying that the relevant personnel have gathered in the Crimson Council Hall of Angel Castle, and he hopes that you can get there as soon as possible."

"I understand." Dante took one last look at the rebuilt world of Baal, then turned and walked toward the Blood Council's main hall.

The Blood Council Hall, located in the Blood Monastery, was destroyed by the Tyranids during the war.
Logically speaking, such a cathedral shouldn't have attracted the interest of the Great Devourer.

But it was still razed to the ground by the horde of malicious Tyranids.

The displayed artworks and souvenirs were completely destroyed by the claw-like acid.

But after the Battle of Baal, the Blood Angels rebuilt the building and added many good things.

Originally, the church at the Blood Monastery only contained sculptures of the emperor and Saint Gilles.

Now, a saint has been added to the list.

Saints and archangels stood on either side of the emperor, like angels on either side.

The Holy Bloodline descendants were very satisfied with this design.

What an honor it is to have two fathers standing beside the emperor!

Members of parliament from all directions sat around a round table in the Blood Parliament Hall.

When Dante entered, they all stood up and bowed.

"No need to be polite."

Dante extended his hand and pressed it down, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite, then walked to the head of the table. "There are many things to do, so there's not much time to waste on useless formalities."

After Dante sat down, he looked around and scanned the people attending the meeting.
Several Space Marines representing different subgroups sat on one side.

After the restructuring is completed,
Many warbands then set off from Baal, rushing back to their homeworlds without stopping.

After all, their home planet is their foundation and their homeland.

They were worried that the crisis caused by the large fissure would spread, so they wanted to rush back to check.

Dante did not stop them; on the contrary, he encouraged them to do so.
Allowing them to remain in Baal will not save the dark side of the Empire.

Only by sending them back to protect their home planet and patrol the star sectors can the integrity of the Empire be maintained.

As for the remaining battle groups, they were all ship-based battle groups.

Without a homeworld or a fixed mission area, staying in Baal would actually allow them to play a greater role.

"My lord," a weak voice rang out.

Dante turned his head and looked at the person who had spoken.

He was a very young nobleman, his skin displaying the deep brown tan characteristic of a people living under the scorching sun.

His well-proportioned and strong physique appeared very small compared to Astartes.

He tried his best to maintain his aristocratic demeanor and remain calm.

“I have seen your report, Gimni Sigari. You are the governor of the Rontian system of the Imperial World, ruling over five worlds.”

Jimingni nodded. "Yes, I possess a permit issued by the Terra High Lord and am the sole descendant of the Sigari family, to which the first rulers of the Rontian system belong."

“I am very fortunate to have come to Baal, where many people have died to achieve this goal.”

Ji Mingni's voice was choked with emotion.

“Our world is threatened by gene stealers, and a massive rebellion has destroyed our peaceful lives, so I have come here hoping to receive the mercy of the Blood Angels.”

"Many worlds are under threat, and countless distress signals urgently need to be addressed." Dante's tone was calm, even somewhat cold.

These cold words caused Governor Jimingni's lips to turn bloodless, and his body to tremble.

If he fails to bring back reinforcements, the inhabitants of the Rontian system will be slaughtered by the aliens.
"Please, Lord of Holy Blood, we have run out of support from elsewhere. The Holy Blood Angels are our last hope."

The young governor's eyes glistened with tears, but he forced himself not to cry.

"I promise I will bring back reinforcements for them, so their blood will not have been shed in vain. So many people risked their lives to get me here..."

Dante's face remained unchanged; he would not soften his heart because of this.

His gaze remained calm throughout, yet carried an air of pressure.

“You really can’t get any other support; the whole galaxy is in a mess.”

"The saint and the regent appointed me, Lord of the Holy Blood Angels, Commander Dante appointed me as the Grand Regent of the Dark Side of the Empire."

"I have limited troops at my disposal, and I will only use them in places where they are more valuable."

"Now, you must answer me: Do you support reform? Are you willing to give up hereditary rule just so that your people can live better lives and the empire can become stronger?"

"I can give up my hereditary governorship and fully support the reforms, as long as it can save those innocent people." The young governor nodded.

Dante smiled. "Then the Blood Angel will wield its sword and slay the enemies of the Rontian system."

The young governor was stunned. "Are you planning to provide support to the Rontian system?"

Dante nodded. "Yes, I intend to support the Rontian system."

Upon hearing this, the young governor was so moved that he wept tears of joy, repeatedly performing the Eagle Salute, "Thank you, Lord of Holy Blood, thank you, Archangel, thank you, Emperor..."

Dante gazed at the young governor, whose eyes were bloodshot, and his tone softened.

"You and your men risked your lives, traveled thousands of miles to Baal, and gave up the right to flee like other vulgar nobles; that alone is something worthy of praise."
"Moreover, you are willing to give up power in order to save those innocent people. This alone makes you better than countless others."

"You will soon be able to go home, Your Excellency. Those enemies who have troubled you will pay the price."

After recounting this, Dante looked at the others.
"The Rontian system is just the beginning; we are about to launch a full-scale expedition to reclaim the dark side of the Empire."

"We will use our swords to tell those enemies of the empire that humanity's revenge is about to begin."

PS: Okay, the burst of energy was only temporary, and I'm feeling down again.

(End of this chapter)