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The surviving Ultramarines, including those veterans who were buried in Dreadnoughts in previous wars, all received one-on-one meetings and condolences from Guilliman. As heroes of the Battle of Amatra, their deeds will be praised by everyone in the Five Hundred Worlds.

After the battle, the garrison troops finally had time to count their casualties and battle records.

What was incredible to everyone was that a recorder from the 627th Regiment of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army actually survived the most brutal years of the war. The recorder, Lowell McKeon, lived to see the arrival of the Primarch.

The defense zone where the 627th Company was stationed was the first area where the war broke out, and in subsequent wars, it was also the enemy's main attack area.

Even Orfeo did not expect that there was still a mortal surviving in this land that had long been turned into a hell on earth.

After the World Eaters Space Marine attacks, the Titan Legions and various orbital bombardments, the entire 627th Company has been devastated, which means that the Garrison Chronicler named Lowell McKeon is the company's last survivor.

Guilliman immediately met with this brave chronicler, whose courage and will deserve everyone's recognition.

When the Primarch saw the recorder, he was surprised to find that Lowell looked very old. The information showed that he was no more than thirty years old, but now it seemed that he was at least fifty years old.

In a short period of time, his temples turned gray and his face was covered with wrinkles and marks of war burns.

"Your Excellency, the Recorder of the 627th Company of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army salutes you."

The narrator had experienced the baptism of war, and his temperament had completely changed.

Especially his eyes, those eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life made Luo Xi subconsciously think that the other person was the same kind as him.

"Incredible, you are not even seriously injured." Guilliman exclaimed.

In such a brutal positional battle, even the life of an Astartes was counted by seconds, but this mortal has remained unscathed until now.

If there are indeed lucky people favored by the Emperor, this Lowell narrator must be one of them.

When Lowell was received by the Primarch, he was very calm. Perhaps after witnessing the extremely bloody war, he no longer felt nervous or afraid of anything.

"We, the 627th Company, have killed 51 World Eaters in the war, destroyed over 15 enemy heavy vehicles, over 4 Knight Mechs, and countless enemy mortal troops."

"No one in the 627th Company chose to surrender or flee. The company commander was trampled into a pulp by the enemy's Knight Mechs, and three consecutive commanders were brutally killed by the World Eaters."

Lowell said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Your contribution will be remembered by everyone." Guilliman looked at him, "You can make a request to me, and I will fulfill your wish as long as it does not violate my principles."

Facing the recorder in front of him, Guilliman gave him a chance to realize his wish.

As long as Lowell opened his mouth, even if he wanted to become the governor of any planet in the Five Hundred Worlds, becoming the most powerful person on a planet would be a natural thing.

Guilliman stared at Lowell with his azure eyes, waiting for him to make his decision.

Half a minute passed, and Lowell, who had been thinking for a long time with his head down, slowly shook his head.

He smiled and said, "Sir, the real heroes have died in the war. Everyone in the 627th Company is braver and stronger than me. What right do I have to receive the award on their behalf?"

He took out a thick notebook from his arms. It was covered with the ashes of war, and there were even traces of burns on the cover, which made its pages look a little yellow and old.

The words "Lowell's Essay" were outlined on the cover in High Gothic, and he handed the essay to Guilliman.

"This is everything I saw and heard during the Amatra War. It contains some of my thoughts and the records I left with pen, paper and photos."

Lowell bent down and saluted respectfully.

"If I still have a wish, I hope you can let more people read the contents of this essay. I hope everyone can know what happened in Amatra and what the people here have paid. I don't want them to be forgotten by time."

Guilliman took the heavy notebook with great care. It was so light, yet the Primarch felt as if he was carrying something extremely heavy.

"I will also need an attendant. You can follow me and continue to record what you see and hear." Guilliman did not think this was a request, so he continued.

The narrator shook his head again and declined Guilliman's invitation.

Being able to become an attendant to the Primarch and record the words and deeds of the Emperor and his children is the highest honor for countless recorders.

But he was unwilling to do so. He said, "Sir, I am sorry that I cannot accept your invitation. I promised my brothers that I would send their ashes back to their home planet. I must fulfill my promise."

He picked up a handful of ashes from the ground and put them into his kettle.

"The ashes were burned in the war a long time ago, but they are all left on this planet, so it's not a bad idea to use a handful of ashes instead."

He stroked his head, brushing the very short stubble that had been shaved to adapt to the war, and said, "Forgive my greed. If you can let me leave on a merchant ship, I will be extremely grateful for your kindness."

"You will be given a ship and my personal permission. You will be granted the highest level of travel permission in the Five Hundred Worlds and other territories of the Empire. No one will be able to stop you from traveling."

"Go, recorder, and record this burning galaxy. A more brutal war is yet to come, and our human civilization has reached the most critical moment." Guilliman handed an extreme emblem to Lowell, which was an ornament taken from his armor.

"Record the history you have seen, record those who have resisted, and tell our descendants what happened." Guilliman shook Lowell's notebook, "I will have the aide pass it to every world, and everyone will see what is on it."

Lowell left, carrying Guilliman's token and boarding a medical ship that landed here.

There are no Rogue Trader ships in Amatra except warships, so he can only follow the fleet and leave after reaching the next human world.

"He is a respectable man," Luo Xi commented.

Few could turn down the chance to make a wish, and that of a Primarch at that.

"Yes, as long as such people exist, we humans will not lose hope." Guilliman said with a smile.

Chapter 81 Luojia's Movement

"After you make a copy of it, can you please leave the original with me? I don't think there is a better place in the galaxy to keep this precious book."

Roche hesitated for a moment, but still hoped that Guilliman would give him the original copy of the Book of Lowell for safekeeping.

"I have traveled through time from 10,000 years ago to the present, and have been given the mission of continuing human civilization."

"I've been wondering what could represent our civilization."

"I used to think that those precious works of art passed down from ancient times, those technological creations that are the crystallization of human wisdom, and those testimonies of human civilization and rationality are worthy of being treasured. But until now——"

"Until now I have seen the embodiment of our civilization. This book is a projection of our civilization: strong and unyielding, sacrificial and fearless."

Guilliman did not hesitate, he handed the heavy book to Roche's hands.

"I hope you can collect more evidence of civilization."

"But now we should do other things, like...find out where Lorgar and that damn ship have gone."

Although the large forces of the Word Bearers and the World Eaters had been defeated and annihilated, no one dared to let down their guard because the powerful Triumvirate had not yet been found.

Even with only one ship left, the Trinitarian could still overwhelm an entire heavily armed world. All the ships defending the galaxy together would probably be no match for it. It could obliterate all orbital defenses, then use orbital bombardment to reduce a thriving human world to ashes.

Even Macragge, the capital of the Five Hundred Worlds, might not survive the clutches of the Trinita while Guilliman and the fleet were away on campaign.

Guilliman could not rest truly at ease until this thorn in his flesh was removed.

To this end, the Ultramarines who were airdropped to Amatra continued to clean out the traitors who had no time to escape and were still stranded on the surface of the planet.

But now the situation has reversed. The tens of thousands of fully armed Ultramarines brought by Guilliman are enough to completely drown these remnants of the defeated army.

This task was given to the First Chapter Master Marius Gage, who would take over Orfeo's duties and completely eliminate the enemies on this heroic planet, providing a clean planet for future rebuilders.

In the end, after half a month of thorough encirclement and suppression, the Ultramarines successfully captured 621 World Eaters and 859 Word Bearers, and the number of enemies killed in the process was ten times that number.

The enraged Ultramarines annihilated the enemy with absolute superiority, just as they claimed: drowning the enemy in their own blood.

On this planet soaked in the blood of the loyalists, the traitors once again shed rivers of blood.

"I allow you to use all means to find out where Lorgar is and whether Angron is really dead." Guilliman said to Marius Gage.

"I need solid evidence. No probably, maybe, or possibility. Only certainty. I just want the result." Guilliman gave a rare death order.

Although the Ultramarines are known for their rationality and civilization, it does not mean that they will not use all kinds of terrible means. Trying to torture information out of the Astartes is even more difficult than killing these hateful traitors.

Fear and pain are suppressed in the Astartes from birth, and the training they receive also makes them almost infinitely resistant to punishment and torture.

What's more, the target this time is the World Eaters who have been struck by the Butcher's Nails, and those Word Bearers who have fanatical beliefs.

Among the former, there are very few people who can even keep a clear head, while the latter, with the support of religious beliefs, are even more stubborn.

"Although the genetic detection nerves can acquire memories by consuming the opponent's flesh and blood, there is a possibility of error. We must use both methods and try to see if we can torture them to extract some information first."

Marius Gage ordered his adjutant to bring over those outliers in the legion.

The outliers mentioned by the Chapter Master are those Ultramarines veterans from Terra, who belong to the 13nd Chapter within the 22th Legion.

Unlike the Ultramarines formed after Guilliman's return, these Terran veterans are extremely skilled at delivering devastating blows and creating fear.

They are best at using phosphide and chemical weapons in war, and will use extremely cruel means to destroy the enemy. It is precisely for this reason that they are not favored by Guilliman and are always required to stay away from the front line of the main force.

However, the 22nd Regiment performed far better than any other regiment in this cleanup operation. The Destroyer Squadrons, equipped with a large amount of heavy firepower, used heavy bolters, plasma, melta and laser cannons to destroy a large number of enemies who tried to resist.

The World Eaters and Word Bearers who died from the phosphide weapons all had their ceramsite armor burned through, their emblems melted, and even their flesh and bones dissolved.

Gage believed that having the most brutal and fierce veterans in the legion conduct the interrogation would be most likely to pry some intelligence out of the traitors.

The 22nd Chapter Master Lon Lasus soon came in front of Marius Gage. He was an ordinary-looking man, no different from those Terra veterans.

When the First Chapter Captain informed Lasus of the current situation, the Terran veteran simply smiled and then let Gage leave everything to him.

The 22nd Chapter Master and his personal guards then entered the cells holding the World Eaters and Word Bearers prisoners, bringing with them the captured traitor mortal auxiliaries.

No one except these Terran veterans knew what happened, only the painful howls of the Astartes could be heard from the prison.

When they came out, most of the captives were dead, and the rest had horrific wounds all over their bodies. It seemed that they had used their signature phosphide weapons during the interrogation.

Lasus had a hideous smile on his face, and there were still stains of solidified blood on his power armor.

"Marius, the most likely place for the traitors to go is Nuceria, the home planet of the deceased traitor leader Angron."

"Another rebel leader, Lorgar Aurelion of the Word Bearers, is planning to do something to resurrect his brother."

This information was quickly reported to Guilliman. The Lord of Five Hundred Worlds frowned, somewhat confused about Lorgar's thoughts.

Angron's home planet is located in Nuceria in the Ultima Segmentum, a planet left over from the ancient Old Night Era. A special gladiator culture prevails on this planet, and it was here that Angron was found by the Emperor.

"Order the fleet to head towards Nuceria. We must sink that battleship completely. Let's end this in Nuceria."

Guilliman's order was quickly issued. Except for a part of the Ultramarines who continued to stay in Amatra to carry out reconstruction work and guard against roaming traitors, the rest of the Ultramarines all followed the troops to Nuceria.

The Primarch returned to his flagship, and the battle planet Amatra, renamed in honor of this great battle, followed at the rear of the fleet. This huge fleet jumped into the sea of ​​​​Warp again, heading directly for Nuceria.

Chapter 82 Nukeriya

The chaotic sea of ​​souls is surging, and in the immaterial world, all incredible things may come true.

Planets flashing with green flames, shadow clouds drifting with the waves, boiling lakes made of pus, and countless horrific scenes that could drive mortals crazy in an instant are everywhere here.