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Guilliman placed his large hand on Roche's shoulder, expressing his gratitude heavily.

"This is a cruel era. Humanity's greatest enemy is not the aliens in the void, but other humans with different ideas."

"A great empire never falls to the hands of foreign enemies; it only falls apart from within."

Luo Xi sighed with emotion. In the past, humans formed an alliance after entering the starry sea. Although the relationship between them was not very close, there had never been such a brutal civil war.

In other words, even if a war breaks out, the main mode of engagement is still with weapons such as iron men. Humans rarely go into battle in person, using swords and guns to fight.

Just a glimpse of this era shocked him greatly.

Every moment, his worldview was refreshed, and he had to spend time and energy to adapt to this fucked-up reality.

Although the intensity of the war was far less than before, in that era, humans relied on iron men who could fill the galaxy to wipe out the alien threat. Those terrifying warships could extinguish stars with a single shot, and nanorobots could easily decompose everything on the entire planet into the required materials.

Apart from the Eldar who called themselves the Eldar and the Necrons discovered from some death worlds, humans encountered almost no enemies.

Even those things called "Greenskin Orcs" would be destroyed before forming a terrifying green tide, and they also had their own emperor, so both sides remained restrained.

However, the wars of this era were more brutal and bloody. Soldiers killed each other with explosive bombs and swords, and Titan machines bombarded each other at a very short distance, using huge melee weapons that matched their size.

Both sides of the bloodshed are human beings, and it is the concept of humanity as a whole that suffers losses.

"We recognize the dangers of the Warp. My brother Lorgar, he threw himself into the arms of the Warp. I don't even know if some evil existence within it bewitched him."

Even though he was betrayed by his closest brother, Guilliman still felt sad after calming down. They had the same father, but the other party wielded the blade of betrayal without hesitation.

Roche sensed Guilliman's low mood.

While the Primarch was observing him, he was also silently observing the other party.

"What an incredible creature! How did the guy called the Emperor create such a near-perfect life? More importantly, his humanity is stronger than I imagined."

The strength of the Primarchs is by no means as crude as their strong physical bodies. This is just a slight projection of their life essence. Their essence is much more advanced and far exceeds that of ordinary humans.

Even in the Golden Age, Roche had never seen such a perfect creation of genetic technology.

Since waking up, Roche has tried his best to analyze everything he sees with an objective perspective. Although he took in some soldiers of the Broken Legion since Isstvan V and helped the Ultramarines in the Battle of Calth, this does not mean that he stood on the side of the Empire.

The barbarity and fanaticism displayed by the Empire was also difficult for him to accept, but compared with those enemies, the Empire was not so rotten.

After coming into contact with Guilliman, Roxi had to admit that he was somewhat infected by the other's temperament.

He originally wanted to just walk away after it was over and not get involved in these complicated matters, but after a debate with Guilliman, he became a little shaken.

Maybe running away isn't really the best solution.

Guilliman possesses a leadership aura that makes people trust and feel good about him.

Therefore, on the premise of ensuring the safety of Red Alert, he didn't mind helping the Primarch.

Chapter 40 Macragge

The galaxy has not experienced a Warp storm of this magnitude since the Age of Strife.

In this extreme environment, long-distance warp jumps are almost synonymous with suicide. Navigators can hardly see the light of the Astronomican, and the fleet can only travel at sub-light speeds in the real universe, combined with occasional short-distance jumps.

After spending nearly a month, Roche finally arrived at the core of the Five Hundred Worlds: Macragge.

This is an extremely prosperous planet and the undisputed core of the Eastern Galaxy.

Before entering the edge of the star system where Macragge was located, the fleet was intercepted by space fortresses, weapon space stations and cruiser fleets scattered throughout the void.

The weapon arrays in the asteroid belt and the armed platforms on the edge planets focused and locked onto the target at the same time.

"This is the Macragge's Glory, I am Roboute Guilliman."

The Primarch exchanged communication keys with the border defense chief, and after repeatedly confirming Guilliman's identity, the fleet was allowed to enter the star system.

"Is your flagship also going to be inspected? It's so strict." Luo Xi said.

"Now is a time of war. I have passed the news of the enemy's attack to all planets through astropathic. Although some planets have not yet responded due to the impact of the warp storm, Macragge has already prepared combat equipment." Guilliman replied.

Roche had no opinion on Guilliman's method of transmitting astropathic messages, because he had seen batch after batch of astropaths exhaust their own psychic energy in order to transmit astropathic messages.

Guilliman minimized the impact of the destructive storm by stacking the number and overdrawing the life of the astropaths.

Many people died just to send a message.

It was an extremely cruel act, but a necessary one.

Because the chaos caused by the severance of astropathic communication would bring far more casualties than the death of a few astropaths, as the lord of the Five Hundred Worlds, Guilliman had to do this.

Sometimes after issuing an order, Lord Macragge found himself in a trance and seemed more like his father. The Emperor was facing the mess of the entire galaxy, and he had to make more difficult decisions.

Under Guilliman's orders, even the flagship had to be confirmed repeatedly, thus eliminating the possibility of infiltrating Macragge after the flagship was captured by the enemy.

Within the galaxy, a large number of transport ships and troop ships shuttle back and forth, carrying the necessary war supplies and armed soldiers from other surrounding galaxies. Under the control of the Extreme Marines, the entire galaxy will become an indestructible fortress.

War is coming.

Roche took a deep breath. For the past month, Guilliman had only let him accompany him and introduced the current situation of the galaxy to him, but he did not make any requests to Roche.

He understood that this was the other party's respect, just as the invisible covenant between the two sides stipulated: the Primarch would not take it for granted that he was his subordinate, he gave him all the courtesy he could, in a sense, they were almost equal.

As an advisor, Roche can go anywhere he wants on the flagship after Guilliman gives the order, and all Ultramarines must obey his legitimate orders.

"what can I do?"

Guilliman smiled and waited for Roche to speak.

In fact, he and Luo Xi have not yet established a close relationship. Although he relies on his eloquence and the constraints of the reality to achieve cooperation between the two sides, this cooperation is not unbreakable.

If your attitude is too tough, it may cause dissatisfaction on the other side.

Through various social tactics, the Primarch subtly brought the two sides closer together. In the eyes of the Ultramarines, this mortal was valued by the Gene-Father even more than Chapter Master Marius Gage.

"My legion has suffered a heavy blow. Whether it's soldiers, equipment, Titan vehicles or warships, they all need to be replenished quickly - but you know, with the reaction speed of the Empire, those Forge Worlds are far from being able to reach the speed I need!"

Since the Empire's Forge World completely abandoned the use of artificial intelligence, it had to resort to a large amount of manual labor. Those huge warships that traversed the universe were built bit by bit by mechanical priests and slave servants.

Even a small laser gun needs to use the STC template to produce batteries, and then it needs to be assembled and blessed by the Mechanicus before it can be delivered to the soldiers, not to mention those huge battleships and Titans. It is normal for the construction time of a battleship to span dozens or even hundreds of years.

The rebels were about to arrive at the city gates, and Guilliman had no time to wait.

At this moment, Roche, who possessed an Ark from the Golden Age, became a huge variable in Guilliman's eyes. He was eager to get something from Roche that could turn the tide of the battle.

After the Age of Conflict, human technology was almost discontinued. Even the Mechanicus was only digging for the heritage of the past in various ruins.

Almost all powerful creations were created by human ancestors, and modern humans can only try to dig out some of the less damaged legacies from the ruins and make repairs.

So how incredible would the technology of a complete starship from the Golden Age be?

Guilliman's eyes were burning. Luo Xi also understood what the other party wanted.

"I need a planet as a base," said Roche.

"Which one do you want? As long as you open your mouth, it will belong to you immediately." Guilliman mobilized the holographic projection on the bridge, and for a moment all the planets in the entire star system were projected in the air.

"Macragge is also okay?"

"Okay, but I need time to transfer the people up there." Guilliman said without the slightest hesitation. There was no trace of joking on his handsome face, and his tone was firm and decisive.

Roche smiled silently. He certainly would not put the base on Macragge. That was Guilliman's home planet and the home world of all Ultramarines. This would undoubtedly arouse hostility from everyone.

His existence is a challenge to the red line of this empire. What Luo Xi should do is to reduce his presence as much as possible.

Sometimes knowing and seeing are two different things.

"Let's take this one, the fifth planet in the galaxy orbit. It will become my production base." The planet that Luo Xi pointed at quickly enlarged.

"Mustafa? This is a death world and a mining world. Are you sure you want to choose it?"

Guilliman said, "Don't bother with population migration. I can move the population of Naboo and Alderaan, leaving you with a garden world with a better environment for you to develop."

"Our alliance is even closer than that between Terra and Mars. I hope we can be honest. Humanity can no longer afford disputes caused by communication barriers."

Luo Xi nodded. In fact, he was interested in the minerals on the planet. The population was not within his consideration. Anyway, his production base would not require too much manpower.

"Mustafar is a good fit for me. It also has an asteroid belt and several satellites in its orbit. I have some ideas that need to be put into practice."

Seeing Roche's firm attitude, Guilliman gave up the idea of ​​persuasion. Professional matters should be left to professionals. It would only cause trouble if an outsider interfered.

"I will let Hill stay with you. He will serve as a liaison between us. You can convey any needs to me through him. Next, I need to mobilize the power of the entire Five Hundred Worlds. I am afraid I can't continue to accompany you."

"As well as the veterans of the Iron Hands and Raven Guard, I will add a company of Ultramarines to serve as your escort."

Guilliman's arrangements were very appropriate. He redeployed Nikonna, Wieland and others to Roche's command again, and even added a company of Ultramarines.

He issued the order as the Primarch, and in the absence of the Gene-Fathers directly under these Astartes, this provided a legal basis for Roche to command these warriors.

Nikonna, Weland and others will no longer fight for Roche because of personal relationships or mission requirements. After Guilliman's order is issued, the warrior's duty of obedience requires them to obey the order wholeheartedly.

After making the arrangements, Guilliman immediately threw himself into his busy work. There were too many things that required the approval of the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds.

Luo Xi also took a deep breath. Changes always come faster than planned. He originally wanted to rush to Earth immediately to make plans, but the current situation allows him to only stay in the Macragge galaxy.

Moreover, Guilliman had placed so much trust in him, and he didn't want to let him down.

We can use some of the technological reserves on the Red Alert.

"Sir, what do you want me to do for you?" Hill, who was standing nearby, came over. He had listened to the conversation just now and understood his current responsibilities.

His eyes revealed calmness and determination, but compared to other Extreme Warriors, they were more spiritual.

After the Battle of Calth, his achievements were recognized by everyone and he was promoted to the position of company commander by the Primarch himself.

Of course, this is also related to the lack of command in the Ultramarines Legion after the war. A large number of officers died in the battle, and soldiers with outstanding military performance were promoted on the front line.

"Complete the mission entrusted to us by the Primarch and head to Mustafar immediately."

Chapter 41 The mobile base vehicle is in place

Hill immediately went to gather the company's soldiers and the mortal servants who accompanied them.

Not only do Space Marines have specialized combat servants who can assist in carrying supplies and ammunition during war, they also have many more mortal servants who are responsible for maintaining the operation of the legion.

They either built fortifications, helped repair power armor, or made food supplies for the Space Marines.

Although the main food of the Astartes is a high-calorie substance similar to porridge, mixed with necessary trace elements and ceramsite particles that can strengthen bones, it does not mean that they only eat this.