Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

Clara frowned and shook her head, backing away in disgust.

Avia took out the protein supplement powder from Guilliman.

Clara still shook her head in disgust.

"You're still dissatisfied!" Ivia immediately understood what was going on.

Ancient gods who eat vegetarian food are not normal.

Clara was influenced by the world of Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, but she has been kind since birth, so she doesn't want to eat meat.

Now influenced by Avia's power, he has grown, or developed.

It is normal, just like not eating onions, ginger, garlic and cilantro when you are a child, but starting to eat them as much as you want when you grow up.

As for Clara's self-righteousness, it was not due to chaos contamination, but because Clara thought that there was something wrong with her, so she used the same coquettish method she used on the housekeeper on Avia.

Children are always a little willful when they are sick.

After realizing this, Ivia's eyes gradually became unfriendly.

After passing the initial cute stage, Clara has grown up and entered the teenage years where she is hated by everyone.

It's time to fight.

Clara also realized this and waved her hands in panic.

"I won't eat meat anymore. I won't eat meat anymore. I'm fine! I'm really fine!"

Chapter 433 Return to Terra

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of a hard object hitting armor, accompanied by a vibration, woke up the sleeping Guilliman.

"This is good meat, just smash it open and eat it!"

A group of ragged, skinny men surrounded Guilliman, hitting his armor of fate with stones.

Others squatted at Guilliman's knees, licking the dried blood that had spilled from him.

Around Guilliman's head, there was a circle of slightly stronger men, intending to eat his head first.

However, being unarmed and armed only with stones, they could not harm the tough skin of the Primarch blessed by the Emperor.

Guilliman struggled to open his eyes and sit up, and a circle of corpse eaters swarmed over him like vultures.

The Primarch's three-meter height and heavy armor give him an extremely oppressive look.

Guilliman covered his head, his memory still stuck at the stage when he was suppressed and broken by Magnus and finally imprisoned.

Trapped in chains, he only heard an extremely violent and loud noise before losing consciousness.

Guilliman looked around, then up at the sky and below him.

The leaden sky and acrid air, along with the dirty meltwater on the ground, proved that Guilliman had escaped the Warp and the Cage.

But Guilliman did not see either the Sword of the Emperor, the Glory of Macragge, or the rest of his subordinates.

Guilliman tried to move his body, but the psychic spell power of Magnus, the Great Daemon of Tzeentch, still remained in his body, causing him endless pain.

However, this is already within the tolerable range for the Primarch.

Guilliman stood up, and the group that had been fleeing from him quickly fled further away.

But Guilliman knew that they were just waiting for him to fall again.

Guilliman did not chase after these zombies, but instead followed the drag marks under him and returned the same way, trying to find his crash site and search for usable resources.

The cold and strong winds on the planet, as well as the residual psychic spells, made it extremely difficult for Guilliman to walk.

After trudging through a dry river valley and a series of rubble mountains covered with a thin layer of snow, Guilliman finally found the place where he fell, a dark deep pit.

In the center of a frigate that had become scrap metal, the bodies of several Ultramarines were piled up. These Ultramarines gathered together and cushioned Guilliman when the spaceship crashed, saving the Primarch.

Now, all that remains of these corpses are armor that the zombies cannot gnaw on, just like cans that have been discarded after being eaten.

Guilliman continued his search for the downed ship.

Survivors, none.

Pilot, none.

Spacecraft repair possible, no.

Available resources, some scrap steel.

Contact information: None.

This bleak scene was even worse than the last time Guilliman was caught in the space-time turbulence.

At least that time, he left behind the Navigator, the Ultramarines who followed him loyally, and the hope of returning to Terra.

Now Guilliman had nothing but his severely injured body.

No, there are also Nurgle's armies.

Guilliman sniffed the strange smell in the air and detected the scent of plague.

Guilliman sat there for a while, regaining some strength, and searched among the ruins of corpses for a bolter as a weapon. He planned to prioritize finding the local civilization and contact the Empire.

Guilliman, who was seriously injured and had no hope of natural recovery, followed the way he came and captured one of the ghouls. Then, under his guidance, he found a backward civilized city on the planet that still used cold weapons.

A hopeless future lay before Guilliman.

This is a desolate world that even the Nurgle army has no interest in. After passing through here, they left behind a rotten Nurgle lair and regularly plundered the weak souls growing on this planet.

They have no means of leaving the atmosphere.

The scarcity of resources limited the size of their civilization.

In the first month, Guilliman gained leadership of one of the cities through his own strength.

In the first year, Guilliman united the scattered kingdoms and brought them under the rule of the Empire.

In the first decade, Guilliman integrated the army and razed the Nurgle lairs.

The next step is to control population growth to form a virtuous cycle, and collect resources bit by bit with the help of objects falling from outer space.

In the first hundred years, the Nurgle army finally remembered this carelessly abandoned Nurgle lair and sent a small army.

The next step is to defeat the opponent and seize the spacecraft.

However, due to his serious injuries, Guilliman is now not even as good as an ordinary Ultramarines, let alone compared to his prime.

The grenade launcher also broke down after prolonged use.

Guilliman, armed only with a few iron weapons, led a group of stone-wielding soldiers as he charged towards Nurgle's army.

In the difficult battle, the pervasive power of Chaos finally invaded, and distorted battle maniacs appeared in Guilliman's reorganized army.

In order to prevent the spread of pollution, Guilliman had to send these elite warriors to face the Nurgle army and die.

"For the Emperor!"

"Praise the sun!"

Guilliman did not hear the familiar blood sacrifice prayer to the Blood God, but instead heard unfamiliar and strange words.

"I saw you!"

Avia's voice, along with a prayer praising the sun, rang in Guilliman's ears.

The next moment, water wave-like patterns appeared in the sky, and a fleet large enough to cover the entire planet arrived.

The Ultramarines and Tzeentch's troops were killed in the shock, but Guilliman's captured spaceship was picked up by Avia.

The small force of the Nurgle army turned into nothingness under the sunlight of the Black Abyss.

Ivia slowly lowered the Abyss and came before Guilliman, frowning as she spoke:

"How come you're so badly injured after just a short while?"

According to Avia's perception, the injuries Guilliman suffered today would have taken at least a hundred years of untreated treatment to worsen to this extent.

But in the warp, Avia only took the time to teach Clara a lesson, and then immediately found the missing Guilliman.

"The flow of time is not equal, right?" Ivia reacted.

Guilliman did not explain, nor did he ask Avia for treatment. Instead, he returned to the flagship and searched for treatment drugs himself.

Looking at this figure who still stood straight but moved as slowly as an old man, Ivia smiled and asked:

"Or you can admit defeat and I will give your empire a decent burial."

Guilliman paused slightly, but did not look back and continued to board the ship.

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As Ivia expected, Clara grew up and quickly went from the cute infant stage to the hated teenager stage.

It's not that Clara has become so bad, but her curiosity has reached an all-time high and she is extremely capable of taking action.

Even the kind-hearted Xi couldn't stand Clara's mischief.

Ivia's beating with the flail could only last for a short while. Clara's bloodline of the ancient gods combined with the power of sunlight made her tough and resilient.

Usually, when Clara caused trouble, such as shutting down the Black Abyss, Ivia would beat her until all her limbs were broken. Within a day or two, Clara would use silk to stick her limbs together.

Two or three days later, new limbs grew out of Clara's broken legs, and then Clara, now full of dawn, began to explore and cause trouble everywhere.

Ivia, who was extremely annoyed but couldn't bear to really hurt Clara, had no choice but to throw Clara onto the Glory of Macragge and let her bother Guilliman.

When you don’t have to look after a poltergeist yourself, all that’s left is fun.

Avia and Xi were happily on the Abyss, watching Clara harass Guilliman.

Guilliman's self-treatment did not completely recover from his injuries, but he only stopped the decline of his condition.

At this time, only Guilliman was in control of the Glory of Macragge and the remaining spaceships. Even the power to hold the spaceships together was provided by Avia.

Guilliman really needed help, so he welcomed Clara's arrival.

But Guilliman soon regretted his thoughts.