Chapter 382 Savior: Brother, let you get on the highway, everything is stable!
Among the stars.
The image of the Primarch of Hope constructed by countless battleships covered the entire airspace, giving people an unimaginable shock.
This kind of oath of force is also luxurious and wealthy.
After all, not many people in the galaxy can mobilize so many battleships, just for a show.
At least the savior's purpose was achieved.
This scene will be deeply imprinted in people's hearts and become a rare and magnificent scene in human history.
In view.
The light spots of the battleship once again constructed the figure of the Emperor on the golden throne, so majestic and sacred, overlooking all existence.
It makes people worship.
Finally, the light spot changed again, forming the majestic image of the Regent holding the Emperor's Sword aloft, exuding the fury of the storm.
This is humanity’s current leader, Lord of Ultramar and Imperial Regent—Robert Guilliman!
Inside the bridge of Macragge's Glory.
Regent Guilliman's head was buzzing. He had gone through all the trouble to come to Baal for support, but in the end he could only catch up with the celebration after the war?
He didn’t know how the war was won.
But the current situation is obviously beyond imagination. No matter how he analyzes it, it is difficult for him to find the factors for a quick victory.
The scene in front of him made the regent a little distressed.
The strength of the Indomitable Expedition Fleet is so scarce that he can't wait to save any warship or any resource.
However, these battleships were performing idling performances, bombarding precious ammunition into the void, just to create a jubilant atmosphere for the celebration.
“The wasted shells alone are enough to fight an encounter...”
Guilliman thought so.
For a moment, he even wanted to stop these performances and rituals and stop this extravagance and waste.
But reason told him that all this was necessary.
Humanity does need such a victory, such a celebration.
"The controller behind the fleet group must be an excellent commander." The Prince Regent sighed as he thought about the trajectory of those warships.
It is extremely difficult to use fleet groups to quickly and accurately construct images in space.
Even if he directs it himself, it is not that simple.
If there is such a commander within the Indomitable Expedition Fleet.
I will feel much more relaxed.
The regent is already secretly thinking about the fleet commander.
Guilliman looked at the bright planet Baal and such a grand occasion, and couldn't help but smile, and the wrinkles and fatigue between his eyebrows disappeared.
No matter what, this is something to be happy about and celebrate.
Perhaps, this is what human beings should be like.
"That's great..."
Guilliman ordered the Macragge's Glory to approach Baal and prepare a landing ship, while he admired the planet's current appearance.
It didn't take long for a new communication request to arrive.
Buzz~
The virtual image is projected in mid-air, showing a huge picture.
The tall figure of the original body and savior of Hope appeared in the sight of everyone on the bridge. At this moment, he was wearing dark gold armor decorated with fine gold, and he was quite imposing.
Because the victory celebration faced the vast empire territory.
Ron didn't dare wear that high imitation of the Emperor's golden armor, it was a bit too ostentatious.
I’m worried that many people won’t be able to accept it.
What's more, he has to receive the Guilliman brothers this time.
If he looked like an emperor, he would probably have the feeling of brother becoming father and son, which would be a bit contrary to Tiangang.
Not suitable.
"Brother Ron!"
After seeing the Primarch of Hope, the Regent suddenly smiled.
That is a smile from the heart.
However, he noticed Ron's serious expression, and immediately stopped smiling and restored his majestic face.
This is a public live broadcast of communication between the Primarch and the Prince Regent at their first meeting in Baal.
It can be seen on all public channels and more.
After a series of greeting etiquette procedures.
"Your Majesty the Regent, I hope that the original body and the savior have followed your plans and arrangements to win Baal's victory."
Ron said in a serious tone: "Now I invite you Come to Baal and test this victory!”
As soon as these words came out, Guilliman almost lost his nerve.
Ah, I planned this great victory, why didn’t I know? !
But given such a formal occasion.
Guilliman still calmed down and praised the Primarch of Hope and the warriors for their unparalleled achievements and dedication.
Brother Ron is cautious in doing things, and he must have his own purpose in doing so.
No matter what, you should cooperate with him first.
Even so, the admiring looks from everyone and Felix, and the disgusting compliments from all over the public channel, made Guilliman feel a little hot on his face.
The current regent has become more wise and powerful, strategizing, and has a sense of invincibility that can win thousands of miles away.
It’s just that he was a little ashamed and just wanted to end this difficult scene as soon as possible.
However, that is impossible.
Guilliman still had to follow diplomatic etiquette and continue the call with the help of the priest.
He hadn't had such a difficult conversation in a long time.
In fact, Ron himself was helpless.
He is now in a superposition of high-profile and low-profile. In the absence of the regent, he hopes that the original body must come out to maintain the situation.
Give people hope with an unstoppable attitude.
But if you do this, you will no longer be able to hold on, and it will inevitably attract more attention and attract more dangers.
There needs to be a balance between this.
In other words, he cannot outshine the regent.
Otherwise, the Primarch of Hope and the Savior will become the number one enemy of Chaos and the Alien in the galaxy, causing those enemies to divert the firepower concentrated on Guilliman here.
At that time, he will be hit continuously.
Ron is self-aware of himself and feels that he is not as good as Brother Ji to take the beating, especially when facing those veteran fallen primarchs.
Moreover, the sacred tower and related defense systems of the Savior's territory have not been completely covered, and there are many loopholes.
In case the main battlefield of the Milky Way Chaos moves to the territory.
That’s it.
Especially the possible plague war in the future.
Although the Sacred Tower can prevent chaotic evil energy, plague germs are difficult to prevent, at least Ron doesn't have much confidence now.
What's more, he has personally witnessed the impact of large-scale epidemics on order.
Even if it can be handled.
The suspension of work and production during this process is also a huge loss for the territory that is undergoing large-scale development.
The plague carefully developed by Nurgle's loving father is even more mysterious. It will not only make people and animals sick, but also corrode food, land, and building materials, affecting all aspects.
That will completely affect his farming development.
After the Battle of Baal.
Ron realized that he had been in the limelight recently, faintly overshadowing the Prince Regent, and some random glances came to peek at him.
So he must keep a low profile.
This was the scene just now, and a lot of news was dropped into the subspace as a smoke bomb.
He understands Brother Ji's character. If he talks directly to the other party, he may be rejected. It is better to just cook the rice.
The Lord of Ultramar and the Regent of the Empire are wise and powerful. Let him continue to carry the banner of the leader of mankind.
Just develop carefully and silently support yourself behind the scenes.
Finally, the complicated and cumbersome etiquette communication was over, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the regent boarded the landing ship and flew to the surface of Baal.
He has to test this victory as Brother Ron asked.
……
Barr.
Sacred light bathes everything, and victory flags are hung everywhere.
The crowd waited eagerly for the arrival of the Prince Regent.
Under the expectant gaze, the huge figure of pure gold and blue stepped onto the land of Baal, and everyone leaned down to salute.
The Prince Regent looked at the unique and dynamic buildings and the white artificial cherubs that kept scattering petals in the air, and found them pleasing to the eye.
This is the unique style of the Savior’s Territory. It is not as dark and gloomy as the Empire, but more concise and bright.
"This is much better than those damn things in Holy Terra."
He thought.
Especially these little angels, they look so cute and warm, unlike those nightmare angels of the empire.
Perhaps, this is the style that humans should have.
The Prince Regent came to the Crimson Council Hall and met with many chapter leaders and high-ranking nobles of the empire. He patiently communicated and laughed with the crowd.
The historians and painters of the empire recorded this historic scene.
After these tedious ceremonial interviews, he was finally able to meet alone with the Primarch of Hope, his good brother.
In a private parlor somewhere.
"Brother Ji, I've finally waited for you!"
Ron looked at the regent who finally arrived, with a smile on his face.
In this kind of private scene, there is no need for them to be so restrained among their brothers.
Hearing this affectionate address, Guilliman couldn't help but smile on his slightly tired, solemn face like a relief.
He quite likes this term of endearment.
The regent despised those beings who claimed to be gods, and did not like people to worship or fear him too much. On the contrary, these affectionate titles made him feel like a living person.
Rather than some kind of symbol.
"Brother Ron!" Guilliman strode over and gave the other party a warm hug.
This is the first time the two of them have met in real life. The emotions in their hearts are rushing, and there is nothing wrong with enthusiasm at all.
Later, Ron explained the necessity of the previous call.
Guilliman had no objections: "It is absolutely correct for you to do this, and it will be more helpful to the situation!"
As the regent of the Empire, he should take the lead in resisting the Empire's attack. enemy's offensive.
Furthermore, I also hope to shield my brother Ron from the wind and rain. He has already helped me enough and I cannot let the other person take on more difficult responsibilities.
“The evil god Nurgle may make big moves in the future...”
Ron reminded seriously: "Their target will be Ultramar. Maybe you should take precautions in advance, and Mortalion is ready to set a trap for you."
"Those depraved cowards I think about disintegrating the empire all the time, but evil will never be able to defeat the light, and I will crush their plots one by one!"
The regent nodded, full of confidence.
Over the years, Chaos heretics, aliens, and brothers of the fallen Primarch have been attacking themselves.
He has long been used to it.
Ron didn't say anything more. He believed that Guilliman knew what was going on.
What's more, the situation in the galaxy has changed too much due to his arrival. Even if a plague war occurs, there will probably be a lot of changes, so we can only take more precautions.
After talking about this.
Guilliman told Roan about the difficult situation of the Indomitus Crusade.
The Indomitable Expedition’s Second Fleet’s front in the Obscurity Starfield was besieged by Chaos and was in danger.
Baal's war is over.
He eagerly wanted to replenish his strength, and then rushed to the battlefield in the Hazy Star Territory.
The Regent is always like this, there is never a moment to stop.
Ron frowned slightly:
"Hiss~ Your army was besieged by the fleet of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and the demons in the Obscurity Star Territory?
This is a bit troublesome..."
Abaddon seems determined to defeat the Second Fleet of the Indomitable Crusade, hoping that through this victory, he can reverse the tragic results of the previous thirteen Dark Crusades.
In this way, the Eye of Terror's influence on the Obscure Star Territory will become even greater.
Abaddon carried out thirteen Dark Crusades and fought hard for ten thousand years before he finally finally succeeded. Push down the Cadian defense line at the door of the Eye of Terror.
If we succeed this time, we may launch the fourteenth Dark Crusade and go straight to Holy Terra.
This must be guarded against.
The current empire is really leaky and the situation is complicated. A plague war may come at any time, and many threats continue to approach.
Precarious.
Guilliman looked at his good brother helplessly, hesitating whether to seek support.
However, before he could speak.
"Isn't this a coincidence?"
Ron took out a list and threw it at the regent's face, full of pride: "I was thinking about providing you with some support before, but I didn't expect it so soon. Used it.”
Guilliman looked at the list, trembling all over, almost overwhelmed by the surprise.
The support on that list is so generous, covering government affairs processing software systems, equipment vehicles, fleets, logistics supplies, network routes, etc.
These are the things he needs most.
The more important resources include:
Government assistance team and data technology priests who provide software technical support.
Two large Titan clusters, including ten Emperor-class Titans and more than thirty Warmaster- and War-General-class Titans.
Support from three large fleets in the Savior’s territory.
More importantly is the support provided by the Savior Territory on the Webway route.
Guilliman looked at the information about the webway, his hands trembling, and the sound of his heart beating violently could be heard outside his body.
The huge surprise made it difficult for the original body who had seen countless storms to control himself.
That was a good thing that even his father longed for but failed in the end and never got!
The long front line of the Indomitus Expedition Fleet makes support extremely difficult. What it lacks most is a high-speed route to buy time for the battle.
Now Brother Ron has solved this problem for himself!
Looking at these supports, Guilliman felt extremely warm in his heart, as if all the fatigue and burdens had been lifted away.
This brother may have been thinking about his difficulties.
Finally, he no longer has to support himself alone, but he has to fight side by side with brothers.
There was a hint of tears in the regent's eyes, and he gave the primarch brothers a warm and powerful hug.
"We are all brothers, there is no need to be so polite..." Such enthusiasm made Ron's bones rattle and he was a little off guard.
In fact, he was still a little embarrassed. In the past, it was Guilliman who stood at the forefront of the empire and received beatings, attracting firepower.
But I can't do much to help.
Now that we have enough energy, we should provide some support.
In the next chat.
Guilliman mentioned a certain commander in charge of the battleship performance and admired his ability.
He had some secret thoughts.
If that talent does not have an important task.
He hopes to second the other party to participate in the war in the Hazy Star Territory, which will definitely bring more chances of victory.
"Ah, you mean that kid Volradi?"
Ron flipped through the support list just now and pulled out Volradi's information: "He happens to be here In the list of support personnel, I am also thinking of letting him study hard with you.”
He said carelessly: "This kid is not bad, just train him!"
At this moment, Volady was still on the bridge directing the battleship's light show.
He acted as a performer on stage at a similar annual meeting arranged on the whim of the Savior.
The excitement in the audience has nothing to do with him.
The commander was a little disappointed. He thought that the savior did not think highly of him, so he did not allow himself to preside over the elimination of the remaining Leviathan tentacles or perform other tasks.
Instead, they arranged this kind of performance task that was not difficult. This simple task was arranged for commanders of other fleets, and it was similar.
As everyone knows, he is about to follow the regent to a new battlefield.
“With the participation of this excellent commander, I am more confident about the war in the Obscure Star Territory!”
When Guilliman heard Ron’s words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was very excited. surprise.
He couldn't wait to see the other party, and even wanted to get to the front line of the battlefield as soon as possible.
"It will take another two weeks for the support and routes on the list to be ready. By then, the high-speed network route will definitely allow you to reach the battlefield area faster."
Ron seems to have noticed it. What, he said quite confidently.
He didn’t believe that Brother Ji could still be late after sending the First Fleet of the Indomitable Expedition to the Internet Expressway.
Ron raised his hand and gently patted the agitated regent:
"Anyway, Brother Ji will stay in Bar to participate in the victory celebration during this period, so take a good rest! ”
He felt that this guy needed some good health and rest.
As a primarch, Guilliman's hair was sparse, wrinkles were growing, and the circles under his eyes were frighteningly dark.
It's like I've never slept before.
Although it was impossible, he was still worried that Brother Ji would die suddenly one day.
After the small talk is over, the victory celebration is about to begin.
Today, the route from Baal to Baal II is crowded with ships, and people are heading to the celebration venue on Baal II one after another.
......
When Ron and Guilliman landed on Baal, the magnificent hymn was already resounding throughout the planet.
On this square, which occupies a small half of the continent, there are many towering statues like mountains, arching the golden sun and the savior icon that are more than ten kilometers high in the center.
The building that resembles a giant sword that the icon holds in his hands is a monument engraved with the names of heroes.
At this moment, the foot of the statue of the Savior was already crowded with imperial crowds who came to watch the ceremony.
Boom, boom, boom——
Large-scale slow-release fireworks rose into the sky, like suns one after another, completely lighting up the sky obscured by the ships.
Let the entire continent be bathed in golden light.
When the ceremony bell rang, the Prince Regent and the Primarch of Hope arrived at the scene in a huge aircraft.
The huge virtual image produced by the projection machine on the aircraft is so clear and sacred that everyone can see it.
Along with the prayers of the priests, the Regent and the Primarch of Hope mourned the heroes who died in the war.
At the end of the memorial ceremony, the Prince Regent delivered an inspiring speech to the crowd, which increasingly aroused people's hope.
When the speech reached its climax, ten Emperor-class Titans, thirty Warmaster-class and War-General-class Titans led the powerful Imperial knights and armored troops into the scene.
They all wore the banner of honor.
The roar of the uniform steps almost made the earth crack, and every step stepped on the hearts of the crowd.
For thousands of years, such a sacred and huge army has never appeared in any grand ceremony in the empire, especially the appearance of the Titan God Machine.
Extremely shocking!
In fact, Ron has the ability to make the scene bigger.
But that’s a bit exaggerated.
And it may expose too much strength, so it is better to be conservative.
What's more, transporting those things back and forth is also a burden on the territory's tight transportation capacity.
Even so.
After this scene was projected into the empire's territory, it also deeply shocked people across the empire. Many humans saw the magnificent Titan machine for the first time.
These ferocious and terrifying war machines give people more sense of security.
"Fear, all the chaotic aliens and heretics, the thunderstorm will come to you, the fire of human revenge will not stop until every enemy of mankind is burned out!"
The Regent is like a statue The solemn and resolute face revealed the last words:
"Celebrate, people of the empire, the light of hope has come, human suffering will disappear, and we will eventually prosper!"
< br>After a brief silence.
The cheers of the crowd shook the sky, and this joy spread to all parts of the empire.
Baal's brilliance and celebration turned it into a dazzling presence in the galaxy.
Not just Imperial humans.
Many chaotic beings are also attracted, casting their sights here, silently planning and preparing something...
(End of this chapter)