Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 134 Guilliman, you have disappointed me greatly.

If there were only a hundred or so people, it would not attract much attention: but the Crying Legion suddenly amassed eight hundred warriors, and such a scale could not be concealed at all. Guilliman had to summon the Crying Legion Commander, Forros, for a chat.

"We've tried rapid expansion, but the success rate of modification and adaptation remains low. I can't just watch our young followers die in vain during surgery."

"To this end, we sought the assistance of the Federation of Humanity, using their cutting-edge technology to stabilize the new recruits who were on the verge of transformation collapse."

"Where did the Weeping Ones get such a huge reserve of genetic seeds?" The other chapter leaders all looked skeptical.

It's reasonable for the Lamenters to have accumulated hundreds of gene seeds after nearly ninety years of redemption expeditions, but to recruit over seven hundred people out of thin air, even with advanced technology, would require at least two to three thousand seeds. Such a massive reserve is rare even among the Ultramarines' subgroups.

"If the entire modification process is flawless with zero failures, that's enough."

"Zero failures?"

"What are you talking about?"

"With the technical assistance of the Human Rights Alliance, our Astartes modification and adaptation rate has reached 100%."

As Frost finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence. It must be understood that since the invention of Space Marine modification technology ten thousand years ago, there had never been a 100% successful modification.

"You mean, thanks to the intervention of the Human Rights Alliance, the Astartes implantation surgery was completed without any damage?"

"Have you betrayed the Empire?"

In the eyes of the crowd, only by turning away from the Empire and praying to the Warp could this illogical miracle be explained.

"I vouch for these recruits in the name of the Chapter, that they are the most loyal warriors of the Lamenters and qualified Astartes loyal to the Empire of Man."

"I am not deliberately questioning your conscience; the lamenter's past loyalty is known to all, but how do you prove it now?"

If it were any other warband, such a bizarre act of mass troop deployment would have already led to their extermination, and only those who weep would have the opportunity to defend themselves.

A fierce argument and questioning erupted in the council chamber of the Makurag's Glory.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, Felus slowly stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice.

"Those who weep are fine."

"Lord Primarch!"

Felus's cold gaze slowly swept over all the chapter commanders present.

"The Federation of Humans has long been tacitly approved and recognized by the Emperor."

"Moreover, both Guilliman's and my rebirths were thanks to the support of the Human Alliance's core technologies."

"Do you all think that Guilliman and I are also traitors to the Empire?"

The Primarch's innate supreme authority instantly suppressed all criticism and doubt.

The expressions of the group of battle leaders changed drastically. They hurriedly knelt on one knee and dared not say another word.

Guilliman slowly rose to his feet, looked down at the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "I will personally verify whether the newly modified cultivators are qualified."

He was equally eager to know the truth about this 100% transformation rate.

Soon, all the high-ranking officials of the Empire, including Caul and Celestine, were summoned to the scene to participate in the verification.

After Guilliman personally conducted thorough investigations, spiritual energy tests, and genetic tracing, the matter was finally settled: everything Felus said was true; the newly recruited warriors of the Weeping Ones were all pure-blooded, resolute Astartes, and utterly loyal to the Empire.

Fang Yun never planted any hidden tricks in these new recruits. With the scale and strength of the Human Alliance, they would never stoop to such petty tricks.

This unbelievable and rapid expansion of the army deeply shocked Guilliman and left all the chapter commanders who witnessed it in disbelief.

The risk of genetic mutations and the high failure rate of modification surgeries have been persistent problems for all Space Marine chapters for millennia. The fact that the Human Federation has managed to completely eradicate this intractable problem instantly captures the attention of all Imperial forces.

Guilliman stated firmly, "This matter is to be put on hold until we advance on Holy Terra. There is no further discussion on this matter. The only priority now is to integrate all available forces and launch the Terra Expedition."

With the military order given, the massive expeditionary fleet immediately assembled in an orderly fashion, changed course, and sped towards the depths of the Great Rift System. The sole objective of this campaign was to break through the Great Rift's barrier and advance into the Terra system.

The Eldar walkers led the way, guiding Guilliman's fleet into the ancient and mysterious Web Path. Hundreds of warships marched forward in formation, their hulls stretching endlessly, the scorching flames from their engines tearing through the cold void. The entrance to the Web Path was completely enveloped by immense power, its overwhelming pressure shaking the heavens and the earth.

Even with Geller's Field of Defense providing multiple layers of protection, Guilliman could still clearly sense the violent and uncontrollable chaotic energy churning throughout the warp. Since the appearance of the Great Rift, the warp's chaos had far surpassed that of ten thousand years ago, and even the Primarchs had not escaped slight erosion. However, due to the incompleteness of his Origin, Feralus suffered far more severe chaotic disturbances than the others.

Guilliman looked at his brother beside him and asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

Felus looked up and glanced back, his tone cold and calm: "Just a little warp noise, nothing to do with the big picture."

Guilliman nodded slightly and remained silent.

The journey across the Great Rift was far more arduous and perilous than anyone had anticipated. The Eldar accompanying them huddled around the Human Federation's specially designed stabilization device, the only thing capable of stabilizing the chaotic warp field and providing them with shelter.

"Has the Eldar's web-path always been this dangerous?"

"The Great Rift has torn apart the dimensional barriers, leaving the entire network riddled with holes and fraught with hidden dangers," Evelyn sighed softly.

"Which round of demonic raids is this?"

"Round 12."

Since entering the network, endless demons have poured out from dimensional rifts, launching relentless attacks on the fleet. In just half a month of voyage, nearly fifty warships have been damaged or destroyed in the melee, reducing the fleet's overall combat strength by one-tenth.

The subspace routes surrounding the Great Rift are ravaged by chaotic storms, making them far more dangerous than ordinary subspace.

Given the Empire's past military strength, it should not have suffered such heavy losses. The real predicament lies in this: once a single ship is attacked, the raging and chaotic subspace will completely sever communication routes, making it impossible for friendly ships to quickly provide support or board the ship.

The shattered network dimension completely blocked the fleet's ability to coordinate and provide support.

Serafina rushed back to the command ship with the latest expedition damage data.

"Even with only 10% casualties, the losses are so severe." Fang Yun frowned.

"Serafina, contact Guilliman and Feralas immediately."

"Yes, Commander."

Fang Yun's gaze fell on the two Primarchs, his tone heavy.

"Do you realize how many lives, both ordinary and warrior, have been claimed in this expedition?"

Why deliberately conceal it?

In an instant, a faint golden divine light emanated from the depths of his eyes.

At that moment, both Guilliman and Felus saw in Fang Yun the shadow of a human emperor.

"War inevitably involves sacrifices; this is an unavoidable and necessary cost."

Boom—

A sudden burst of immense psionic pressure descended, causing Guilliman to freeze, forced to take a half-step back, unable even to muster the thought of resistance.

That was a view unique to the Most High, as if facing the Father directly.

Yet within this majesty lies a completely different will.

"All Humanoid robots of the Human Alliance will be dismantled and deployed to every warship. In the event of a demonic attack, they will immediately respond with full-scale support."

"The risk of boarding another ship is extremely high," Guilliman advised.

"Are we just going to stand by and watch our friendly ships fall, abandoning the soldiers who are still fighting?"

The oppressive force surged once more, causing the air to freeze.

"Anna, deploy an elite squad of androids to fully enhance their subspace resistance."

"Aina, coordinate the purification of the nun staff and form a mobile unit to ensure that it can rush to the aid of any attacked warship at any time."

Anna and her sister bowed and accepted the order, then immediately withdrew to begin selecting personnel and reorganizing the support troops.

"Serafina, order Celestine to dispatch combat nuns to assist in the operation according to the planned formation, and the purification nun squad shall be under unified command."

"Yes, Commander."

After everyone had left, Fang Yun slowly spoke, his tone filled with barely concealed disappointment.

"Guilliman, you have disappointed me greatly."

"Humans can die in battle."

"But humanity must not be easily abandoned."

"What the Empire cannot do, the People's Alliance will accomplish."

Every word struck a chord with Guilliman, leaving him filled with shame and speechless.

Soon, a cross-faction joint support team was officially formed.

Led by Drooling, the team consists of five core beta testers, one hundred open beta testers, and fifty combat nuns and fifty purification nuns: the nun squad is jointly commanded by Pia and Sefana.

Pia and Sefana accepted the order, leaving Fang Yun with only Serafina and Aina to assist in government affairs, with Serafina as the core of the assistance.

Since assuming the role of regent, Serafina has always been conscientious and dutiful. Her temperament and principles of conduct are in line with Fang Yun's standards, and her gentle and composed demeanor is more in line with the aesthetics of ordinary people.

Over time, Fang Yun became more comfortable using Serafina.

Pia and Sefana are like religious products shaped by dogma, gentle yet still possessing a certain coldness, restraint, and obedience.

Only Serafina is vibrant and warm, more like a "person" with emotions and desires.

It is rare to see extreme judgments about targets, as seen with characters like Sefana and Pia.

She was completely different from the other nuns in the order; the Holy Rosary Order was the most unique among all the order of nuns.

She often wore a white gown with gilded rose patterns, quite different from the dark and solemn black, gray, and blue gowns worn by other nuns. Her style was modeled after Celestine's saintly attire, both luxurious and holy. The gown was neatly tailored with clean, flowing slits, never wrapping her body in layers and completely restricting it like her colleagues.

Serafina followed what Sefana had done in the past and stepped forward to gently massage Fang Yun's shoulders and neck.

"Seraphina, proceed to the Lamenters Chapter's base and retrieve all combat strength and modification data."

Serafina immediately replied solemnly, "I will obey my lord's command."

Of all the expeditionary fleets, the changes in the Lamenters Chapter were the most remarkable.

Thanks to the comprehensive technological support of the Human Alliance, their casualty rate remained the lowest in the entire fleet, and they even had the capacity to dispatch ships to actively support other Imperial chapters that were struggling in battle.

The Astartes gradually realized the terrifying potential of the Human Federation's standard equipment: the specially made power armor could enhance the combat power of individual soldiers in all aspects, allowing ordinary cultivators to achieve a leap in combat level.

However, due to the previous public questioning of the mourner's past, the various factions were at odds, and no one was willing to take the initiative to bow their heads and ask for help, unwilling to bring shame upon themselves.

Guilliman also noticed the special weaponry of the Weeping Ones and silently kept it in mind.

Shortly after, Serafina, dressed in a white ceremonial robe adorned with gold decorations, returned to the command room and handed over the complete data on the weeping victims to Fang Yun.

"Commander, all data has been collected. The current Weeping Legion's overall combat strength has surpassed that of the Ultramarines' standard formation, and its overall combat efficiency is twice that of other ordinary combat groups."

"It's much more conservative than I expected."

Fang Yun looked up at the nun in front of him and slowly asked, "Would you suspect that I tampered with the mourners' offerings?"

"My Lord, I will always be your most loyal nun, and I have decided to follow you alongside Lady Celestine."

"I believe that there is a reason why our Lord does what He does."

Serafina had gentle features and always wore a faint smile. She had blonde hair, fair skin, and clear golden eyes. Her gentle appearance dispelled the violence of war and always made Fang Yun's tense mind more humane.

Suddenly, she knelt down, bowed her head, and looked terrified.

"Please punish me, my Lord."

"What's wrong?"

"I have informed Lord Celestine of the data regarding the weeping."

"I've already informed them, so what? The People's Federation doesn't care." Fang Yun didn't care at all.

Serafina, overwhelmed with guilt, said, "But in my heart, I betrayed you."

Why would you think that way?

Serafina bit her lip and said, "I want my sisters to wear the Human Federation's high-tech power armor as well, so that it can enhance their combat capabilities."

"This is out of personal interest."

Fang Yun was briefly confused.

Is it caused by a lack of humanity?

Fang Yun's current thinking is focused on testing and strengthening the Astartes, the main human force in the Warhammer world, and he has not included the marginalized nun army, the Astral Army, etc. in his list.

Serafina's humanity seems stronger than his.

"In my original plan, I did not intend to include you in the main force."

"However, thanks to your reminder, I didn't overlook you."

"Speaking of which, I should thank you for your help."

Fang Yun took a deep breath: "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

"I dare not, my lord, you should punish me, this is my..."

Fang Yun interrupted Serafina, saying, "What if I ordered you to give me a reward?"

"Then, can the reward and punishment be combined?"

"Lord Celestine has already told me about my mission..." Serafina's breathing was a little rapid, her eyes filled with a desire for atonement and a longing for the reward.

As the most devout nun, her fidelity was for the sake of serving the Lord, and serving the Lord was the greatest honor.

"I hope my Lord will punish me, and I also hope it will be a reward."

After informing Celestine of the information about the weeping person, Celestine also specifically reminded Serafina.

Because of the recruitment of new nuns and the formation of the expeditionary force, Celestine, as the highest-ranking nun, was too busy. She hadn't had time to inform the subsequent nuns of her true purpose; they were all sent over at the last minute. The message brought by Seraphina was very important, which is why Celestine took the initiative to remind Seraphina.

Serafina moved closer to Fang Yun's knees, her long, wavy golden hair hanging in the air, her face showing a pitiful look as if she were waiting for punishment.

The battle between demons and humans is a never-ending struggle. Demons continue to pry open the gaps in the imperial warships and sneak inside, their target being the core of the warships, attacking their most vulnerable areas.

But today's expeditionary fleet is no longer what it used to be.

The Human Alliance's all-domain support completely turned the tide of the battle. Whenever a ship encountered a demonic attack, a distress signal could be transmitted instantly, and mobile support forces would rush to the battlefield immediately, with battle losses and casualties being precisely controlled. At the heart of all this was the Human Alliance's specially designed shuttle landing craft, which ignored subspace storms and turbulence, navigating freely through the broken network channels to achieve rapid cross-ship support.

Under the overall coordination of the Human Alliance, mechanical dolls, Imperial combat nuns, and Human Alliance exclusive nuns jointly formed a global mobile rescue team, driving specially made landing craft back and forth between the fleet formations to continuously clear out the invading Chaos forces.

A new wave of demonic frenzy swept in, tearing countless rifts through the ship's hull and unleashing a swarm of monsters. The nun support squad, centered around Sefana, along with the elite Weeping Squad and the main combat nuns, fought side-by-side, their combat power formidable. The various forces coordinated their efforts, systematically clearing away the chaotic minions that had spread throughout the warship's corridors, hangar, and decks.

On a major battleship, the entire demon legion suddenly launched a full-scale attack.

Sefana spread her golden wings and hovered in the air. The holy light surging in her palms was pure and intense. With each sweep, she could purify and slaughter large numbers of demons.

Witnessing divine power, the surviving battle nuns and Astronauts knelt in prayer. Although Sefana had not been ordained a living saint, she was already addressed as "Holy Sister" by the lower-ranking soldiers. Now, she had fully mastered the power of brief, divine flight.

Pina's holy shield was impregnable, with layers of holy light barriers spreading out, and even the fierce attacks of high-ranking demons could not shake the nun's line in the slightest.

Finally, the Purifying Sisters cleaned up the area. These Purifiers, who hailed from Galun, could easily purify the Chaos Corruption and awaken the cultivators and mortals who had been seduced by the whispers of the Warp.

With the support of the United Nations' complete support system, the loss rate of the entire expeditionary fleet plummeted.

More than ten subsequent demonic raids continued, but no more warships were captured, destroyed, or lost in the network.

However, the successive destruction of countless demons only made the surrounding warp increasingly turbulent and violent. Layers of chaotic storms surged and overlapped, continuously impacting and tearing at the expeditionary fleet's defensive positions.

With the continued support of the androids and nun units, the vast majority of Imperial Chapters have developed a favorable impression of the Human Federation.

"If it weren't for the Human Federation's all-out support, we would probably have perished in the warp long ago... Ah!"