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"Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. At that time, we were still fighting guerrillas in Istvaan V, but we met you in an ambush." ​​Nikonna was a little sentimental, and he looked at the dark sky.

The destructive storm even obscured the light of the stars, and now even seeing the starry sky has become a luxury.

"We followed you all the way from Isstvan to Calth and then to Macragge. Sometimes I thought it was a revelation from the Emperor that he wanted us to follow you because you always work miracles."

Hearing his friend's inspiration, Luo Xi replied: "If I didn't know that you were a descendant of Corax, I would have thought you were from Chogoris. It seems that it is not only the descendants of Chagatai Khan who are so poetic."

Nikona's steps suddenly stopped, he shook his head, and his smile was quite bitter.

"I don't know what happened to my genetic father. Did he escape the rebels' siege?"

In the landing site massacre on Isstvan, Ferrus Malus was beheaded by Fulgrim, Vulkan disappeared in the radiation cloud of the nuclear explosion, and only Corax relied on stealth skills to continue the guerrilla warfare.

The first wave of the Word Bearers' Blessed Sons were nearly massacred by the Raven Lord, and even the Great Word Bearer was nearly slain by Corax's lightning claws.

But since then, Nikonna was wounded in the war, and when he woke up, there was no trace of the Primarch.

"I believe your father is still alive, stay positive bro."

Luo Xi could only offer a few words of comfort. He knew that Nikonna was the strongest warrior, but he felt a little sad about the Raven Son's natural sentimentality.

"We will find a way to illuminate the starry sky, but it will take time."

Just as Guilliman said at the beginning, the most important thing in Macragge is to find a way to light up the starry sky. The destructive storm has greatly affected the navigation in the warp. Communications are blocked and navigation is interrupted. The loyalists are trapped here and cannot escape.

suddenly.

The communicator on Luo Xi rang, and the rapid beeping urged him to answer it.

"It's me, what happened?"

After connecting to the holographic communication, the figure of Roboute Guilliman appeared before him.

"I have some situation here, I need you to come over." Lord Macragge's voice was a little tired, and Roxi felt that the Primarch seemed to have some signs of aging.

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Luo Xi didn't ask any more questions. He took Nikonna and Hill on the ship to Macragge.

More than ten minutes later, when Luo Xi landed on the Primarch's private flying platform, he felt a faint atmosphere of anxiety lingering in the core capital of the Five Hundred Worlds.

There were no smiles on the faces of the Central Guard soldiers on duty. They led Roche and others to Guilliman's office, and the whole process was like a machine.

Roxi knew that this was a microcosm of the turbulent galaxy. Ever since Lorgar Aurelion committed atrocities on Calth two years ago, and the pain caused to the people of Five Hundred Worlds by the subsequent Shadow Crusade, and most importantly, the isolation of people's communication by the Destruction Storm, people's hearts were very heavy.

Post-war stress trauma, sadness and loss, bitterness and resentment, all these emotions plagued the people of the Five Hundred Worlds, and even the Central Guard stationed in Guilliman's court was affected.

They feel confused, but at the same time they are forced by their duties and discipline to maintain their condition. If this situation is not resolved, it will probably become more and more serious.

Guilliman's office was inside a palace, with the Ever-Victorious Guards manning various posts, always on alert.

Chapter 106 The So-called Ghost

Greeting Roche was a new face, his name was Titus Prieto, the chief librarian of the Ultramarines.

The director of the think tank wore a cobalt blue robe and a black anti-psychic energy suppression headband on his forehead. This was a technological creation restored by the Mechanicus through lost technology.

It is composed of some kind of silicate-like material, dense and seemingly without any obvious protrusions.

When a psyker wears it, it naturally emits a force field that can calm the forces of the Warp, allowing the Space Marine Librarian to better control psychic energy and prevent it from running wild, while also improving the ability to manipulate psychic energy.

And there are actual combat records proving that the anti-psychic suppression headband will enhance the think tank's resistance to enemy psychic attacks.

"Lord Roshi, you carry the scent of the Untouchables," Prieto said.

In his hand he held a psychic short staff, which was the vehicle for him to control psychic energy.

"You have a keen sense, Mr. Think Tank. We have just completed a targeted plan for psychic targets - about the strategic value of the soulless to psychic enemies."

"Has Marius not returned to Macragge yet?"

Rohit asked casually as he was walking with Preeto.

"It has been a long time since the First Chapter Master returned to Macragge. Duty is what it is."

During the conversation, Luo Xi learned about some of the current movements of the Thirteenth Legion.

Marius Gage led the Macragge's Glory to wipe out the remnants of the Shadow Crusade in the Five Hundred Worlds. Although Angron and Lorgar had escaped, there were still a large number of Chaos cultists and scattered Space Marines harassing the Five Hundred Worlds.

They are extremely cunning, sometimes harassing for only a few moments before quickly fleeing, using the cover of the Warp Storm to avoid pursuit by the Ultramarines.

After recovering from his injuries, Orfeo Cassandra returned to Amatra. The war-torn planet was quickly rebuilt with the help of the Mechanicus and the planet Mustafar, and New Amatra needed the management and supervision of this regent.

A wide and tall wooden gate appeared before my eyes, with patterns and carvings showing traces of time.

"Lord Roboute has been waiting for you for a long time." Prieto opened the heavy wooden door. Guilliman was now reviewing the political affairs of the Five Hundred Worlds at his historic desk.

The room was filled with an elegant, ancient fragrance, which seemed to be the smell of wood that had evaporated after a long time of settling.

On the shelf nearby, documents awaiting approval like this were piled almost to the ceiling. Luo Xi couldn't help but feel a chill in his teeth when he saw this scene.

Only the brain of the Primarch Guilliman could sustain such a workload. If it were a mortal, his brain would probably be overloaded within a few hours.

"You're here." Guilliman looked up and put down the data tablet in his hand.

He seemed very happy to see his old friend coming in person.

"In fact, I need your help with some information, Prieto. Tell my friend what happened in Macragge City."

"Yes, sir." The director of the think tank used his psychic powers to depict the abnormal situations that had occurred during this period in front of everyone.

"In the past two weeks, the night patrol guards, cooks and servants, attendants at the party and the robot servants have all claimed to have witnessed the existence of ghosts."

"Those ghosts only appear at night. According to reports, footsteps are often heard in corridors that are definitely empty. Muffled conversations can sometimes be heard on the stairs and in the walls. Once, a strange laugh was heard in a concert hall, as if it was a performance coming from a natural cave."

"The location where the ghost appears is also very random. Sometimes it appears in the inner court of Macragge City, sometimes in the barracks of the Central Guard, and sometimes in the industrial park in the east of the city or even in the slums west of the Sevian Wall."

Luo Xi scanned the images again and again and asked the think tank.

"Have you found anything? Strange ghosts, they seem to be related to psychic power. We have seen many ghosts emerging from the warp in Calth and Nuceria."

Luo Xi first placed his suspicion on psychic power, a supernatural power that could answer many difficult-to-explain phenomena.

The think tank leader shook his head. "Unfortunately, I and other think tanks did not detect any psychic invasion. We sensed nothing. Those ghosts seemed to be real ghosts."

"Unless it's a psychic far more powerful than us, it would be impossible to completely cover up the tracks."

Luo Xi rested his finger on his chin. Many of the data in front of him were recorded by people sent by the commander of the Central Guard, Walton Badorum. He knew this mortal officer. He was a very rigorous and reliable guy.

"What about the Astropaths and the Mechanicus?"

"They agree with our opinion and do not think it is a psychic phenomenon." Prieto added, "The Mechanicus recommended you to us for consultation, so the Primarch summoned you."

That old guy Buckle Dylan is trying to pass the buck again, Luo Xi thought to himself.

"Then it seems I need to check it carefully." Luo Xi scratched his head and took off the bracelet he carried with him from his wrist. Inside was a sub-body of the starship's intelligent computer.

As soon as the bracelet fell off his hand, the metal made of nanorobots quickly disappeared. They formed an extremely tiny observation instrument to detect traces of changes in the subtle physical constants in the inner court.

While exploring, Roche also started a chat with Guilliman.

"You have rebuilt the entire think tank department. You said at the time that you wanted to rebuild the think tank, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

The appearance of Titus Prieto is a signal that the Primarch attaches great importance to the think tanks among the Ultramarines.

"Yes, my experience in Calth made me realize how powerless we are against the evil magic of the warp. I am tired of this passive feeling. Psychic power is our most effective weapon against the enemy. I can't abandon it and let my descendants fight with their lives."

Guilliman shook his head. Calth had always been a knot in his heart. It was there that he was betrayed by his brothers for the first time, and it was also the first time he witnessed the deep malice from the Warp.

"You have abolished the Emperor's Edict of Nikea, which will expose you to much criticism."

That order was a symbol of the Emperor's authority, and by discarding it, Guilliman was denying the Emperor's will.

"Haven't I done enough to go against my father's will? Too much, not just this one." Guilliman smiled bitterly. He knew that what he did was indeed contrary to the Emperor's will, but reality left him with few choices.

The Prieto Librarian interjected, "My Lord, we cannot ignore or suppress our connection to the Warp, any more than we can walk through a raging fire and imagine that we will not burn. We must master this gift and wield it as a weapon, lest we be consumed by its wrath."

Luo Xi pondered for a moment and expressed his agreement.

The existence of the Warp cannot be concealed, and the Imperial Truth's attempt to deny the existence of the Warp has obviously led to disastrous consequences.

Moreover, there is already a certain proportion of awakened psychics among the Ultramarines. It is impossible to treat these Astartes warriors with outstanding military achievements differently just because they have awakened their psychic powers.

The best way to deal with a problem is to face it, confront it, and then try to solve it.

"I heard that you are now the regent of the empire? Is this true?" Luo Xi changed the subject.

Guilliman said nothing, but from his distressed expression, it was clear that he was troubled.

The word regent would cause uneasiness for the son of an emperor.

"I know it's not easy for you, and you also want to return to Terra to defend the throne. Those ignorant rumors are just misunderstandings of you, and I believe in you." Luo Xi comforted.

"Thank you, I feel much better." Guilliman felt warm in his heart.

Night fell quickly, and Roche and Guilliman stayed in a room where ghosts were often seen. In this room was an ancient Cogitator, with a heavy marble table covered with data tablets.

"It's coming!"

Chapter 107 Hamlet

Right in front of everyone's eyes, there was indeed a faint sound of voices in the room. It was so faint that one had to listen attentively to hear it.

In addition, there are footsteps and noisy ambient noises, and everything seems to be in a natural cave.

"The music is played by some kind of string instrument," Guilliman said firmly.

"Yes, sir, we think it is a saltire."

"Judging from the pitch and timbre, it has a rather sharp and high resonance, and based on our database analysis, they are probably salteries with larger sound boxes."

A mournful voice slowly sounded, and the high-pitched tone made people feel sad.

Guilliman recalled information about Soltrizin in his memory, his brain was more powerful than the database.

"I saw traces of quantum resonance. Unknown fluctuations appeared where these ghostly phantoms appeared." Luo Xi obtained useful information from the detection instruments that were spread out.

"Then this should have nothing to do with psychic power." said Guilliman.

"I can't crack this quantum resonance. It has a natural confidentiality, and it will collapse once I forcibly observe it. But I can be sure that something is trying to contact you through quantum resonance."