Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

“Ten thousand years have passed since your time, my lord. Everything has changed.” It was Iltu Simoten of the Ministry of the Interior who spoke first. “A new era requires new methods. Perhaps you should choose a better position.”

“For example?” Guilliman looked at the other person.

"What about military command? You can mobilize the entire empire's army to suppress the expansion of the Chaos forces and internal rebellions," Iltu said in a professional tone.

The suggestion immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the attendees.

Many people showed expressions of agreement.

The era of the Primarchs has ended, and hastily taking control of the Empire could bring a series of unknown problems.

Some people were outraged by the shamelessness of this suggestion.

A swarm of damned insects intends to use the Primarch as a tool for their rule.

They did not want the Primarch to wield power in the Empire; rather, they wanted him to lead the army into battle to fend off the enemies of Chaos.

That way, they could stay in Terra and continue to enjoy their rights and wealth.

Guilliman stared at the Interior Ministry representative—Iltu Simotern.

This guy is the most influential and has served the longest among the twelve lords.

From some people, Guilliman learned that this guy had always adhered to conservative policies.

When Cadia fell and the empire was in crisis, he and his followers also proposed austerity measures.

They wanted to stop the Star Language Court from working, gather as many resources as possible, and ensure that the solar system could safely pass through the Dark Ages.

“You’re dismissed, Iltu,” Guilliman said calmly.

The Primarch's single sentence silenced the entire meeting room.

Many people were deathly pale.

They finally realized that the rules of the game seemed to have completely changed.

“You cannot remove me from my position.” Irtu was no longer as composed as before.

“I am the son of the Lord of Humanity, one of the founders of the Empire, and I even rebuilt this council after the war. My taking over as the Supreme Commander of the Empire and the Chairman of the Council is not something I discussed with you, but rather an announcement to you.”

"I really suggest you take a good look at the provisions of the Imperial Law and see if I have the authority to dismiss you from your post."

Guilliman spoke calmly, and with each reason he gave, Irtu's face grew paler.

Finally, it resembles a wandering ghost, inspiring unease and fear in those who see it.

"I…………"

"Take him out." Guilliman called for law enforcement officers to lead Iltu out of the conference room. "Anyone else objecting?"

The Primarch's words silenced everyone.

Who would dare to object?

He'd probably be fired on the spot the moment he finished speaking!

In the entire Empire, who can rival the prestige of a Primarch?

The answer is no.

Especially now, with the fall of the Cardia Fortress and the arrival of the Dark Ages, the Empire is in a precarious state.

The fervent support of the people and the military for the Primarch was his most powerful weapon.

Guilliman's cold gaze swept over everyone. "Now let's move on to the next topic: issue a mass production decree to provide sufficient supplies for the expedition."

"expedition?"

"What expedition?"

"........."

The people at the meeting looked bewildered.

They looked at each other, filled with incomprehension and confusion.

"Kadia has fallen, and the forces of Chaos are expanding on an unprecedented scale. The Empire must mount a strong counterattack to stop the enemy and halt the continued bleeding."

Guilliman's tone was firm.

"I plan to gather all the power of the Empire and launch an expedition to strike at the forces of Chaos."

"The name of this expedition is Indomitable, which means that mankind will never give up."

"........."

…………

Qin Yun did not participate in the power struggle between Guilliman and the Terra Council.

He was busy with his own things.

After exiting the throne room, a golden light curtain appeared.

[Mission: Escort Kaul safely back to the Solar System (Completed)]

You have successfully escorted Kaul to the Solar System and received the following reward: a large amount of Faith Points, which players can unlock the Primal Forging upgrade at certain levels.

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"The junior players can finally upgrade their original equipment."

Qin Yun smiled as he received his mission reward.

For an ordinary person to become an Emperor's angel—a Space Marine—it requires nineteen surgeries.

These are: second heart, bone strengthening organ, muscle strengthening organ, blood regeneration organ, hematopoietic organ, Lareman organ, nerve ganglion, prefabricated stomach, gene detection nerve, multiple lungs, visual control organ, Lyman's ear, meninges, pigment control organ, pebble kidney, taste detection nerve, sweat gland improvement organ, gene storage gland, and black shell.

Only by successfully completing all the implantation surgeries can one transform into a Space Marine.

For the original Forged Warrior, three more surgeries are needed on top of the nineteen surgeries.

Organ tendon coils, hymns of the Virgin Mary, Belisarius' furnace.

These three organs grant players greater strength and enhancements, as well as regenerative abilities that surpass those of ordinary Space Marines.

Once players complete the original upgrade, their combat power will experience a qualitative leap.

Having just distributed the rewards for the old mission, the Emperor assigned Qin Yun a new mission.

Mission: Stop the cultists/Khorne's army

A warp storm is gathering, and the Blood God intends to deploy his army into the real universe.

Terra will face a severe test.

Please annihilate the cultists of Terra and suppress the Khorne army that is about to enter the real universe.

Rewards: One epic power armor piece and a large amount of Faith Points.

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"If I just let him fire a psionic spear at that guy, nothing would happen!!"

Qin Yun felt a prickly itch whenever he failed to unleash his psionic spear.

I wonder if there will be another chance to exchange them!

If I had the chance, I would definitely give each of the four great benefactors of the warp a psionic nuclear bomb immediately.

Let them know what human rage is.

After venting his frustrations, Qin Yun set about completing the task assigned by the emperor.

Qin Yun instructed Xiling to issue missions to the players, ordering them to follow the Grey Knights and the Imperial Guard to various locations to clean up cultists and demons in the warp.

After the blinding day caused by the extinguishing of the Star Torch, Terra's control over demons significantly decreased.

Sometimes, demons enter the real world through the rituals of cultists or the prayers of mortals.

Wandering in the lower-level hives or abandoned areas, hunting the souls and flesh of those who are suffering or lost.

The various departments of the Empire and the players acted swiftly, but the crisis in Terra was beyond imagination.

The entire planet is in turmoil, with various cults emerging and sacrifices taking place everywhere.

On the eighth day after Guilliman's return, the unrest that erupted everywhere brought the warp storm to its peak.

Immediately afterwards, the Khorne army descended upon Holy Terra.

Chapter 141 is another great opportunity to rack up points.

Block 888, Workers' Residential Area No. 88.

This area was originally Block 688, the workers' residential area, but the number was changed at some point by someone.

"No!"

With a desperate scream, Maro from dormitory number 8 woke up from a nightmare.

Fear lingered on his weathered face, refusing to fade for a long time.

The ceiling lights, which provide a continuous nighttime illumination, are casting a dim glow.

The metal grille of the ventilation fan is mottled with rust, scattering dark red iron filings with each rotation, as if grinding away the scabs of time.

The spinning fan blades propelled the smell of smoke and oil into the room, accompanied by a clattering scraping sound.

Maro swallowed hard, grabbing his trembling right hand with his left, his skin glistening with sweat.

"It was just a dream!"

"not real."

"A dream, a dream..."

He struggled to his feet, let out a long breath, and relieved the oppression in his heart.

He staggered off the bed and walked to the door of the dormitory.

As I reached out and opened the door, a wave of fresh air rushed in like an invisible tide.

The air smelled of frost; it was clean, yet pungent.

People can no longer smell things in their dreams.

It seems he has escaped that terrifying nightmare and awakened from the boundless hell.

Maro walked out of the dormitory.

Holding onto the wall, I walked towards the water purification room at the end of the corridor.

There's still a significant amount of water usage credit left this month.

He wanted to wash his face before thinking about what to do next.

"why why……"

A faint and sorrowful voice sounded behind Maro, making him freeze instantly, his hair standing on end.

He turned around stiffly, looking in the direction from which the sound came.

A woman covered in blood stood in the shadows.

Behind the woman was red blood and a burning hell, where desperate souls wailed.

The woman's empty eyes were fixed on Maro.

It was filled with malice and hatred.

She kept asking, over and over again.

Maroton felt his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak; his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at the woman who had passed on the position of '20th-rank overseer' to him, he felt no lingering affection, only fear.

The woman was Marlowe's mother.

Marlowe's current position as overseer is hers.

Three years ago, a horrific disturbance broke out in Block 688.

The insurgent mob murdered many people, including this innocent woman.

When Maro, who was on duty, received the news and rushed back, his mother's mutilated body had already been collected.