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What are the Astartes?

It is the killing weapon of the Emperor and the protector of mankind.

The Emperor once said: "They are the warriors I am most proud of, willing to sacrifice their lives for me. They are like pure ore, which I send into the furnace of war to temper their will and body like iron."

"I will equip them with indestructible armor and equipped with invincible magic weapons. Plagues and diseases will not be able to harm them. They will learn the art of war and strategies, and master magical craftsmanship, so that no one can defeat them."

"They are my bulwark against fear, the defenders of all humanity. They are my Space Marines, and they will have nothing to fear."

However, is this really the case?

Maybe, maybe 30k 10,000 years ago. This was indeed the case for the Astartes. They were the defenders of all mankind and were loved by mortals throughout the galaxy. But after that war, everything changed - once

Seen as protectors and heroes, they began to be feared by mortals, and themselves...

It is also different from before.

This change has an extremely intuitive contrast.

Some of the few surviving 30k veterans do not regard the Emperor as a god. They believe in science and firmly believe in the truth of the Empire. They follow the Emperor because he can lead humanity to a bright future in this dark galaxy.

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But in 40k, the empire had to implement the state religion. It demanded its people with ignorant religion and fanaticism, and the Astartes were naturally among them. Otherwise, how could there be such a position as a priest?

Faith itself is not right or wrong. In today's era, faith is even the only choice to keep the minds of mortals from being infiltrated by Chaos. When facing the threat of warp space, only chanting the Emperor's prayer and His name can bring peace.

Mortals have a glimmer of courage. However, faith itself is a double-edged sword.

Even the elite Astartes like the entire Iron Serpent Chapter will feel frightened by the arrival of a living saint - they are a chapter after the second founding of the army, and their parent group is the Ultramarines.

Because of this, belief in the Emperor has almost become something flowing in their blood.

Deep-rooted, firm and unchangeable.

They knelt on one knee, their armor polished to a shine. No one even dared to look up at him. Only the priest was still reciting prayers loudly. The pious belief in his words could even make people move with his voice alone.

Listen out.

The Iron Snake is stationed next to the Third Company of the Crimson Blade Chapter. The two are not far apart. But the size of the area is very different. After all, there are only seventeen people left in the Third Company. But the Iron Snake is

The Snakes are an entire battle group, and they have a total of 470 Astartes. In the entire empire, this is not a negligible number.

The Empire has such a huge territory, but there are less than one million Astartes. It sounds like a lot, but looking at the entire galaxy... it can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

Half a month was not enough for the Iron Snakes Chapter to transform this place to their liking. The station still maintained the original appearance designed by He Shenyan.

The smooth silver metal floor and white walls are made of a mild sound-absorbing material. There is the Empire's double-headed eagle logo on the ceiling, and there is even a small part of the glass dome. The sunlight simulated by the magic circle and some precious

Green plants are fluttering on the dome. After photosynthesis, they will produce a special fragrance.

This fragrance will gradually spread to the entire Iron Snakes through the ventilation system, allowing them to sleep more smoothly and stabilize their mental state. The latter does not seem to work. He discovered through spiritual perception that most of them

Some of the Iron Snake warriors present were more or less injured.

"Please stand up, you brave warriors."

He Shenyan put on an impeccable and reserved smile, which not only made people feel his sincerity, but also did not smile too frivolously. His voice was very soft, but it was enough to make Asta in the entire station

They all heard it clearly.

The friction of armor sounded, and the warriors of the Iron Snake discovered that an inexplicable force was lifting their bodies, forcing them to stand up from the ground. Different from the built-in servo of power armor and the push of artificial muscles, this

This special power left a deep impression on them.

"I have heard about your behavior in recent days."

After he walked onto the podium prepared by the Astartes, the first words He Shenyan said shocked Insel - his tone did not sound like he was going to boost morale.

Preaching is more like calling an army to accuse someone.

"You are loyal, there is no doubt about it. No one can deny that. You and a group of Cadian people resisted the traitors on a hive world for thirteen days. It is an amazing achievement. I am proud of those who

I am deeply saddened by those who died heroically in this process, but I must also pay my respects to them."

"Without your sacrifice, the Empire could accomplish nothing."

He said solemnly: "But I must point this out - no matter who proposed this idea, fighting each other so that you break each other's bones and bleed internal organs is not a behavior worth advocating. On the contrary, it is stupid.

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The priest's face turned pale.

"You are loyal to begin with. Loyalty itself is a reward, not an emotion that can be deepened through subsequent means. Who can say that you are not loyal? Tell me, has anyone said this? I will go there myself

Find him, and I will ask him what gave him the courage to actually make an entire Chapter of Astartes think that he is not loyal enough!"

His questioning echoed throughout the station, and the pastor looked so ashamed that he was about to faint. At this time, the person holding him up was actually a pharmacist with whom he had argued many times.

"Yes, the empire advocates sacrifice, and sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire. But we do not advocate unwarranted sacrifices. Your lives are the emperor's currency and must be used wisely. If I don't come, will you

Will this stupid behavior continue until someone within the Chapter dies?"

"Die at the hands of your own brothers?!"

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely dull, and no one made a sound or breathed even slightly. There was only silence in the entire station hall - the purest silence.

After a while, the priest stood up.

He took off his helmet, revealing a weather-beaten face. Then, he pulled out the tactical dagger from his waist and used the knife to scratch the pattern representing the battle group on his helmet.

The sound of metal rubbing against each other is so harsh.

The priest said in a hoarse voice: "Sir, it was I who incited my brothers to commit this foolish act. I think I am no longer worthy to be among my brothers."

He Shenyan looked at him sternly, and then he slowly shook his head.

"No, go back to the team, priest. You did make a mistake, but the punishment is up to me. Do you have any questions?"

"This..." the pastor stuttered. Of course he knew what it meant, so his eyes quickly turned red. "I have no problem, Your Excellency."

"very good."

At this moment, the pastor was sure he saw a smile.

"Your punishment is simple, Priest. Your punishment is to fight for Him until the end of your life - I want you to transform into the worst nightmares of heretics and traitors, spreading death and blood to every one of their heads.

You must make them wail, suffer, and die in endless regret."

His eyes suddenly lit up, and the pure golden sacred light lit up again, soon filling the entire resident hall. Golden wings condensed behind him, and his voice became like thunder: "

Do you have any objection, Pastor?"

"...No, sir, I accept my punishment."

The pastor lowered his head and said this.

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"Is that considered punishment?"

Angron looked at He Shenyan with a look of disbelief on his face: "You call that punishment? It's simply a reward! If there was such a fool in my legion who did such a thing, I would have beaten him up myself.

Suddenly, the military rank was cancelled!"

"...The customs within each legion are different, Angron. You may be able to implement that within your legion, but I am facing a Chapter, one from the Ultramarines.

They have their own independent traditions, so of course I have to adopt a compromise approach. They must understand the stupidity of doing so, but it does not necessarily have to punish the priest."

The original body shook his head slowly: "Don't be ridiculous. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that you are rewarding him."

He Shenyan said noncommittally: "Maybe, but Chapter Commander Yinsel has already told me. The priest asked him for something."

"What's up?"

"He believed that he was guilty...and ashamed of his brother, so he decided not to speak or show his true colors to others. He also hoped that he could go to the most dangerous places to fight in every battle and use his strength to fight.

The blood and death of his enemies to wash away his sins."

A smile appeared on Angron's cold and hard face like a knife or an axe: "Not bad, not bad."

He Shenyan glanced at him, then lowered his head and began to simulate the psionic spells. There were two miniature psionic spells condensed between his fingers, one of which was a psionic lightning chain, and the other was a simple psychic spell.

The psychic storm. Although the size has been reduced a lot by the mage, it still has dangerous power.

During this gap, he asked casually: "So, who won the battle between you and Fulgrim?"

"What battle?" Angron asked doubtfully.

The mage looked up at him, as if looking at a talking stone. After a moment, he shook his head.

"Why are you shaking your head?"

"Because you lost." He Shenyan said firmly.

Angron's face twitched: "...I didn't lose!"

"Your reaction and your suspicious silence just now let me know the truth, Angron."

"...Okay, I did lose. But I let him. After all, I really shouldn't test him with the matter of his heir."

"If you insist on saying that, it's not that I can't believe what you say. But I think it's definitely not that simple, Angron."

With a strange smile on He Shenyan's face, he raised his head again. This time, even the psychic simulation was removed. Lightning and storm were annihilated between his fingers, making two soft snaps. He

He chuckled and said, "You have a guilty conscience."

This time, Angron was silent for a very long time.

"...I admit that I did go too far this time." Angron said. "I just feel the same way. Just like him."

He sighed: "In this universe, there is a traitor in me. Most of my descendants are also traitors. I don't know how to face them. Do I just simply kill them? Even

Fulgrim will collect their corpses, so what am I going to do?"

"You can follow Fulgrim's example."

"No, that would be too weak." Angron closed his eyes.

"Although they have rebelled, they are still warriors. I will not use fire to burn their corpses. They will just lie on the battlefield, so that anyone can know that they died fighting hard. The wind and sand will blow their corpses,

When the flesh and blood is gone, the bones will lie in the ruins. Whenever the breeze blows through their empty ribs, this is the last sound they leave to this world."

"This is also the last kindness I leave them." Angron said slowly.

"Everything has two sides, Angron. I don't know if you have heard this saying, but it is true."

He Shenyan took out a glass bottle from his arms, with a golden fragment circling inside. He tapped the glass bottle thoughtfully with his fingers, and then told a story.

"I was obsessed with interstellar travel for a while, Angron. In my universe."

He said leisurely: "Most people know their destination when traveling, but I don't. Because I prefer a special way of traveling. I will throw myself into an acceleration circle and let the circle launch me.

Get out. The laws of physics and luck will determine where I end up."

"Once, I was launched near a strange planet."

Angron listened quietly.

"The planet is composed of blue and black, and there are no other planets around it. It floats alone in the universe, running silently. I found no life on it - until fifteen hours after I landed, life was born

.”

"Imagine this."

"The blue ones are the ocean, and the black ones are the rocks. There are no lumps of land, just these things. And fifteen hours after I landed, those rocks started to glow."

"At first I thought it was a natural phenomenon, but then I discovered that it was indeed some kind of natural phenomenon, but it was rather special."

"The rocks turned into some light blue smoke under the erosion of the ocean, exuding a charming brilliance under the fluorescent light. They floated in the air like smoke. I was floating above the ocean, overlooking this scene,

I just feel shocked.”

"It sounds like a very beautiful planet. So, are those creatures the birth of life? Have you witnessed the birth of a species?"

He Shenyan looked at him and shook his head: "No, I witnessed the death of a species."

"They rushed into the ocean with unprecedented hatred and anger, and I felt chills all over. Because the overwhelming silver smoke was rising from the ocean at this time, and continued to rush towards the ocean with their anger.

"

"The smoke and the ocean blended together. I couldn't see any meaning in this behavior. I don't know where their hatred came from, but fifteen hours later, the smoke condensed in the ocean again and became

reef."

Angron frowned and asked, "What's the point of this...story?"

"It makes no sense, I'm just telling you that there is such a thing. As I said, everything has two sides, remember this."

The mage smiled mysteriously.