Chapter 1224 The New Blood of the Legion (Part 2)
With the help of the Crown of Knowledge, Jacob knew that the world was much bigger than he once believed. There were countless worlds, and the same was true for Armageddon. Just one of the trillions of planets that make up the Milky Way, not all of these worlds are inhabited by humans.
Some are ruled by hateful greenskins, others are home to a tall, monstrous alien race called the Eldar, and there are entire regions of the galaxy that are home to demons and those who serve them—
The Eye of Terror.
Most of the human world is ruled by the Imperium, which is ruled by the Emperor, who is no longer called a god in the Knowledge Engine, but a sanctified great man who created the Primarch and The broken body of the leader who led humanity to defeat the darkness of the night now exists inside a giant machine on Terra.
The Emperor was assisted by countless bishops, administrators, rulers, and tax collectors, and armies under his name roamed the galaxy aboard massive ships capable of sailing among the stars.
Jacob also learned that all other races and national organizations were enemies of the Emperor and Mankind, seeking to destroy the Emperor's rule and his realm at all costs, ruthlessly throughout the galaxy. Wars are fought between the Emperor's armies and his enemies, and in many of these wars the Space Marines are at the forefront.
He witnessed the establishment of the Legiones Astartes in ancient times, when the Emperor still walked among the people.
Jacob saw the founding of the Empire, followed by a terrible war with Horus, the leader of heretics and traitors, in which the nascent Empire fell apart, the Emperor was wounded, and Horus was killed.
He saw many Space Marines and their Primarchs join Horus's treachery and break their oaths to the Emperor.
He saw them enter the strange place in the galaxy known as the Eye of Terror, and watched them degenerate into something inhuman.
Jacob understood that he now had the secret that was hidden from most people, and he could not reveal it to those who did not know it. He tremblingly recognized the powerful power of the four Chaos Evil Gods, They are the ultimate demons, always working to overthrow the human empire.
Khorne, the Blood God, the Lord of Slaughter, laughs his men into the battlefield with an insatiable desire for slaughter.
Tzeentch, the Eternal Change, worshiper of all wizards, allowing them to penetrate the darkest secrets of magic.
Nurgle, the Plague Master, spreads plague and disease to the ends of the universe with his followers.
Slaanesh, the Lord of Desire, the corrupted god of unspeakable pleasure, to whom all those who indulge in pleasure fall.
At this point, Jacob most sincerely hoped that he wouldn't need to know any more.
After that, he learned about the long and glorious history of the Astral Knights from ancient times to the present. More and more knowledge poured into his studious mind, and he absorbed them all like a sponge.
Then, another piece of hidden knowledge shook his soul.
Their gene seeds come from an erased legion. The history of this legion has disappeared from all records for some reason. They are the last ethnic group of this legion.
Their primarch, Artaxerxes, King of Kings, Father of the Undead Army, and his genetic ancestor.
This knowledge made Jacob gasp. Accepting it was far more difficult than accepting others, but the knowledge engine seemed to have more than just a transmission function. It also calmed Jacob's thoughts, and Subconsciously accepted this.
Afterwards, he saw how numerous and hideous the enemies of mankind were, and how few powerful warriors were available to resist them. He understood now why the testing of candidates was so brutally difficult, that the warriors who stood between humanity and their enemies in such dark times could have no flaws.
Songs, chants, and prayers filled his mind, many of them he understood now, and they could focus the warrior's spirit and make his faith strong along with his strength.
He now better understands the changes that have occurred in his body. He has gained knowledge that allows him to understand. He knows that he has been implanted with a second heart, as well as modified muscles and glands, allowing him to breathe poisonous gas and eat food. Poisonous food without harm.
His senses became sharper and his body tougher, he knew he could now recover from any injury that didn't kill him immediately, not even without medical treatment, just enough time, and even learned the basics battlefield medicine, how to treat burns and severed limbs.
Now most of his body is wrapped in a flexible black metal carapace. He knows that the many plastic steel interfaces protruding from it are connection points that allow his body to connect with all the space warriors wearing it. Armor like a second skin creates connection.
As time passed, more and more knowledge flowed into his consciousness. He learned about weapons and their uses, tactics and organizational structure, ten basic offensive tactics and four defensive tactics. attitude.
He smiled as he understood this, the pleasure center of his brain being stimulated by the exquisite structure of the ancient machine.
Then there is the current structure of the Chapter. Companies and tactical teams form the backbone of the Chapter. In addition, there are also organizations such as the Apothecary Association, the Armory, and the Priestly Monastery. Some of them with unique talents will Be absorbed into these auxiliary organizations.
Then he saw the path he needed to advance in the Chapter, and he learned that he would first serve as a recruit in the Tenth Company, and after long combat patrols, if he survived He will first become a formal sergeant and be assigned to different companies and tactical teams according to his talent and strength.
The knowledge continued to flow in endlessly, searing everything into his memory, making him wiser and filling his mind with love for his Chapter, his Legion, and his Emperor from the inside out.
"Jacob, raise your arms."
The pharmacist's voice suddenly came to mind, and the joints creaked as Jacob did so.
"Very good."
The pharmacist nodded and inserted a probe into his armpit.
Jacob felt the other party's follow-up movements. This feeling was strange and not painful, but he could feel something peeking into his body.
The knowledge implanted in his brain told him that he would become more and more familiar with these sensations in the years to come.
“Move your fingers now.”
Jacob did as he was told, and the pharmacist lowered his head again and put away the probe, looking like his work was done.
“You can stand up.”
Jacob stood up from the ground, while other soldiers around him were still sitting.
Then he subconsciously looked at himself. His huge body was wrapped in a loose robe, but he didn't feel much difference. In fact, he felt lighter, more well-proportioned, and stronger. .