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This is the productivity of the empire today.

But that's not all. While absorbing the Zerg's biomass, the war planet also retained the souls of those who perished in the battle.

Of course, not all souls are preserved; only those souls deemed good, loyal, and worthy of salvation are saved.

As for those sinful, twisted, and malicious souls?

They were thrown directly into the engine, not even qualified to enter the warp and become demon food.

The captured pure souls were injected into the batches of newborn embryos that had been prepared and cultivated inside the war planet.

These embryos were placed in a time acceleration field.

Only a moment has passed for the outside world, but for those within the organization, more than a decade has gone by.

Finally, the hatch opened, and one by one, energetic teenagers emerged.

They looked around blankly, looked at each other, and then memories began to surface.

"I...I'm still alive?"

"here it is…?"

They were the civilians who died in the recent war, and the Star Guardian soldiers who fought bravely to the last moment.

Today, they have been reborn with new, youthful, and healthy bodies.

They were then brought to the surface, where people saw those familiar faces reappear in an incredible way.

"Allen? Is it really you? My child!"

A mother rushed to a somewhat bewildered boy who had just stepped out of the standoff and hugged him tightly.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then memories flooded back, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"mom!"

"Captain! You're not dead!"

Several Star Guard soldiers surrounded a similarly young "boy," excitedly pounding his shoulders.

"It was the God Emperor... the God Emperor resurrected us!"

The joy and tears of reunion unfolded across the planet.

Watching all this, the captain of the Ultra Warriors who remained behind remained expressionless, but a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth beneath his helmet.

This is what a human empire should look like.

Chapter 122 The Greenskin War: The Moon

Meanwhile, at the other end of the Milky Way.

Sett and the Primarch of the Seventh Legion, Rock Rogue Dorne, are aboard a giant ship.

Their warships tore through warp space, their target a star system completely overrun by the Orks.

The horns of expedition have sounded, and the flames of purification will spread to every corner.

Sett currently does not have a large legion structure.

Influenced by Yang Yi's philosophy, he focused more on honing his absolute strength.

He firmly believes that as long as an individual is strong enough, followers will naturally flock to him like a tide.

Therefore, he temporarily handed over command of the war planet and its accompanying fleet to Roger Dorn, who was standing beside him.

This was a rare learning opportunity; he fought while observing and learning from the tactical master's command skills.

Sett uses the power of faith in a way that is completely different from others.

He did not choose to exchange for the artifact or directly strengthen himself.

A peculiar idea took shape in his mind.

He actually exhausted all the faith power he had accumulated to summon a "portable old man" for personal guidance.

Of course, the real identity of this "old man" is Yang Yi himself, but he exists in a form that Sett cannot detect.

Sett was completely unaware of this, simply assuming it was a special auxiliary system bestowed upon him by Yang Yi.

Sett clearly felt that after cultivating the magnetic field rotation power system, ordinary enhancements were no longer of much significance to him.

He has no shortage of strength, speed, and defense.

What he truly lacks is the honed experience of martial arts and the exquisite skills to fight enemies.

Therefore, an experienced martial arts instructor is what he needs most right now.

The initial battles of the expedition were somewhat uninspiring for Sett; the Empire's war machine was simply too powerful.

After the massive war planet reached the planetary orbit, its outer shell deformed and unfolded, completely enveloping the filthy green-skinned planet.

As the purifying light swept across the ground, most of the green-skinned creatures transformed into mushrooms, disappearing along with their simple huts.

Following the landing operation at Astartes, superhuman soldiers clad in blue power armor purged the few remaining individuals who had miraculously survived the purification beam.

Only those exceptionally powerful Greenskin war leaders and Greenskin mech overlords could pique Sett's interest even slightly.

But it was just a short activity.

Even the Greenskins, the leader of the war, is extremely vulnerable in the face of Sett, whose magnetic field generates 250,000 horsepower.

The fight was over after a few punches.

An urgent report came from the front lines today.

A colossal, green-skinned creation appeared, a "war moon," but far larger than any recorded one.

Moreover, the Empire's Purification Beam, a weapon specifically designed to target Greenskins, was ineffective against the Greenskins above.

Preliminary research was quickly launched, and the scan results were astonishing.

The green-skinned tribe above is a massive, fused entity.

Some of the Greenskins, through unknown means, seem to have mastered some of the technology left behind by the ancient space undead and the ancient saints.

Their creations shimmered with an ominous green energy.

Another group of green-skinned people seemed to have picked up and "understood" some lost technologies.

After urgent analysis and speculation by think tanks and tech priests, it seems to be... some cutting-edge technology left over from humanity's golden age.

Given the enormous size of this construct, calling it the "War Moon" is no longer appropriate.

It should be defined as—the Greenskin War Planet.

Because its diameter is actually much larger than the war planets that the Empire wholesales.

As for how the Greenskins drive these complex technologies that they could not possibly understand?

"Don't ask, the answer is I think I can use it!"

So, they can be used.

The WAAAGH force field distorted reality, turning the impossible into the possible.

The news reached the fleet, and the Seventh Army Command immediately began to formulate a plan.

Such a huge threat must be nipped in the bud.

Roger Dorn began to mobilize more fleets, preparing for a large-scale siege of the Greenskin war planet.

Just then, Sett stepped forward.

“I’m going too.” His eyes burned with fighting spirit.

He was going to deal with this "big guy" himself.

The previous battles had been far too bland and uninteresting for him.

The purifying beam swept across, and the green-skinned creatures vanished into thin air; Astartes landed, easily reaping the remaining remnants.

Those so-called war leaders didn't even get him warmed up.

Now, finally, a worthy opponent has arrived: a green-skinned war planet that even the Purification Beam cannot destroy.

That's fun! So much fun!

Wow, that's powerful! It's incredibly powerful!

He wanted to smash it to pieces with his fists, punch after punch.

Roger Dorn pondered for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

He understood Sett; this other-worldly version of himself craved visceral, hand-to-hand combat.

These green-skinned people possess exceptionally powerful technology. Although crude, it is a blend of various forces. Their "I think" power distorts reality, making the impossible possible.

The technology on this planet is of great research value. If we can analyze it, it will be a huge boost to the empire.

Therefore, the fleet command decided to temporarily refrain from using powerful star-destroying weapons.

Destroying the planet directly would be too wasteful, so after discussion, the Primarch decided to use ground warfare.

Sett and his squad then quickly regrouped.

Instead of using landing craft, they went directly to the warship's launch bay.

Then, a unique new type of boarding battle began.

These are several specially designed launchers that accelerate and launch the Ender Pearls thrown by the Space Marines onto the planet's surface.

The green orb of light hummed in the emission tube.

"Accelerated departure activated!"

The order is issued.

Boo hoo hoo-!

Countless Ender Pearls streaked through the void like a green meteor shower, precisely projecting onto the surface of a huge, ugly, green-skinned war planet covered in metallic patchwork, some distance away.

Space underwent a subtle distortion.

The next moment.