In Warhammer, I am Ultraman Noah

"Sir, track down the Faceless Men team that dropped the spores. Well, they now call themselves the Faceless Men Chapter. The Commander of Chapter Longface asked you to go to that planet to meet the Emperor. The former Custodian and the Eye of the Emperor are also there. There. Well, to be disrespectful, Romphis mentioned that the Emperor ordered the founding of Second Terra there."

Think tank director Morse brought this news to Briman Noy, who had just walked out of the training room, and reported the information with some surprise.

As a think tank, Morse has read some files from all the old planet warriors and even the home planet of the Ultramarines, and knows how exciting the term "Second Terra" is to them.

Briman's face was stiff, and he walked towards the armor area of ​​the ship and said:

"What is Longfis doing? Is it possible that there are insects or chaos that can change cognition already entrenched there? Or is his brain mistaking some lost civilization's past memories of Terra as reality. Oh my God, he should inherit it. In the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago, there were countless human civilizations who called themselves Terra and thought they were the sacred land of the empire. Morse, it is necessary to equip the reconnaissance team with a think tank. I don’t want to see this kind of stupid thing again. To the second time.”

After Breman finished speaking, he had already stood on the spiral staircase. This mechanical device would send the Space Marines to the armoring area, where the servitors would praise them and complete the armoring ceremony.

"And now, I'm taking a team of people to see what shit is in this guy's head. I didn't watch when I performed the surgery on him. Don't inject any drugs that affect IQ."

A transport ship roared out, leaving the old star warrior's ship and flying towards the only living planet in this galaxy.

They found the location of the Faceless Men team based on their positioning. The huge transport ship landed in broad daylight. Many people saw with their own eyes giants similar to the gods who brought the Titans thousands of years ago walking out towards the second Terra. A company camp walked.

Several dead soldiers who had slowly lurked near the camp and were preparing to assassinate Ryan tonight cursed and left.

These are people from the church, some old antiques who are very angry that the great sun is called the emperor, and that the image of Noah is higher than the emperor.

These people assassinated Ryan not mainly to fight for power, but to implement the purity of their beliefs.

Then their people saw the gods who brought about the great sun faith coming to Ryan Weir in person. Why did they assassinate him? Ryan Weir was not a heretic, he was the Holy Son!

And it's the kind that has actually been on the cross, so true.

If they take action now, wouldn't it mean that our church is the heresy, and the heresy is the church?

Damn it, I've become a heretic.

These assassins did not dare to approach the giant gods in iron armor and watched them enter the camp of the first company.

And the original Faceless Team was now the leader of the Faceless Chapter. Longfis raised his head and looked directly at his original commander, who was also his brother and sibling.

As the Chapter Master personally appointed by the Emperor, Romphis felt that he could not be embarrassed and highlighted his rebellion. Then Breman slapped him and called him out.

Father, Briman's name is similar to yours, but he is definitely not your species!

We extreme warriors are not so unreasonable!

Longfisi was slapped hard, but he was thinking about it in his mind.

The think tank behind Briman had begun to identify the psychic and subspace reactions in the vicinity of the scan. His brows were furrowed. Before he could look in the direction of the emperor, Longfis rushed over and knocked him to the ground.

"With the Emperor in that direction, you'd be blind."

he yelled before being surrounded by the Chapter Master's bodyguards, bolters already pointed at the back of his head.

Damn, now that the Emperor has remembered him, he should wear a helmet.

Being slapped by power armor already hurt, but now the bolt gun was pressed against the back of his forehead. If he fired accidentally, he would definitely die.

Briman stretched out his hand to signal the guards to take a break, and said:

"You can still care about your brother, Longfis. I don't think your character has deteriorated. Take me to see that false emperor. I want to see what kind of guy dares to pretend to be the great emperor. And And it makes you so confused."

Longfis got up from the ground, took out a helmet from his team's equipment warehouse, put it on, and said:

"Come with me."

Briman completely ignored the mortals around him who looked at him curiously and ignored them. Anyway, he saw the symbol of the two-headed eagle. The people here at least believed that they were a part of the empire, so there was still hope.

Ryan Weir didn't even bother to follow, the Emperor's holy curse words would have convinced the Smurfs. He was busy equipping Titan with air defense positions in the new city of Second Terra to prevent the Tyranids' first wave of offensive from landing directly over the new city when it arrived.

With the Titans in the southern border being repaired, a total of twenty-eight War Dog-class Titans in the southeast, northwest, and northwest can complete a good fire network defense measure, and there are also two Titans equipped with Predator-class artillery. In this state, you can take advantage of the Predator Titan's firepower.

With the assistance of the Old Star Warriors Chapter, the next most important issue is how to find enough transport ships to take away the entire population of the planet.

Fortunately, the size of this planet is already small. In addition, the southern territory has encountered a zombie plague. The current total population is only 7 million. In the name of the Emperor, it is not a problem to find a remote planet as a new home in World 500. .

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During the subspace voyage, efforts must be made to prevent these seven million people from being corrupted by Chaos, and the spread of the faith of Second Terra will officially begin.

After entering the subspace, the light that Noah has entered into the subspace will definitely answer the prayers of the people of Second Terra, and the problem of chaos pollution will be solved.

He was rushing to study this problem with Harry and Bryce in front of the mechanical base.

Icarus was standing solemnly in front of the Titan of Guardianship, watching a golden gene stealer that had just grown eight limbs, under the command of Gorgart waving the holy sword, destroying the survivors planted in the southern border. The seeds of infection in the body were pulled out one by one.

Because the genestealer's cry was similar to a croak, Gorgart called it a croak.

"Oh my god! Longfis, this is a gene stealer. You can actually tolerate this dangerous alien alive. You are really overwhelmed by the weirdness here!"

Briman's voice came, with uncontrollable anger in his tone. He quickly drew out his bolter and aimed at the golden croak. The think tank around Briman has completed the information transmission and called the brothers of the Old Star Warriors who have completed the layout of the reconnaissance network nodes to rush here.

"Quack~"

Guagua sensed the danger and showed off the amazing speed of a Genestealer. He jumped back and hid behind Icarus before Briman's bolter bullet could be discharged.

"Finally, a face that is not very similar to Guilliman. Let me think about it, my God, you - forget it, the source of your gene seed is a bit difficult for me to talk about. It even makes me feel that the skull of Terra is far away. It's a little itchy."

The emperor's sacred voice came from the Titan of Guardianship, and the bullets that were fired were stagnated in the air. Then the flames flowed back, the bullet casings returned, and time was turned back.

It is obvious that this new god has become more and more proficient in the authority that the power of divinity brings to him.

"Bremman Noy, no one has told you in all these years that you don't look like your primarch father, Guilliman?"

The Emperor's voice came again, and the think tank behind Briman was already kneeling on the ground and wailing. As a psychic unit, he could feel the Emperor's size better than his other siblings.

It's too, too big, and his head can't hold such knowledge.

Even Briman, who was furious after seeing Guagua, fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face just like Longfis before.

Oh my god, the bad news is, the Emperor says his father is not his father.

The good news is that grandpa is still grandpa, but dad doesn’t know which one yet.

But, does he really look significantly different from Guilliman? Every time I returned to World 500 over the years, no one raised this opinion.

If he is the reason why the Old Star Warriors have some problems in complying with the Holy Code, doesn't it mean that the Old Star Warriors, a subgroup of ultramarines, are led by descendants of the gene seeds of another original body!

God, forgive me, father, ah no, adoptive father!

If what Grandpa Emperor said is true, he will be held responsible for the behavior of the old warriors hiding in XZ to collect supplies in response to censorship over the years!

When hearing the Emperor's voice, no Astartes thought they were bewitched. They knelt on one knee, thrust their chainswords into the ground, and bowed their heads to the Lord of Mankind.

"The Tyranids are coming, warriors. I have been watching this precarious country for more than ten thousand years. Now, I am very pleased that your battle has continued the destiny of the Human Empire. Follow your father's orders, and in some aspects , He is indeed doing better than me. Briman, find a large enough transport ship. The seven million people on this planet are potential awakeners and may become your help in the future, so you must ensure that They evacuated successfully."

"As for you, Band." The emperor's voice paused and looked at the think tank, who shrank and trembled extremely.

The Emperor's early objections to the establishment of think tanks by the Space Marines were well known.

"Find your think tank chief Morse. Many psychic species will appear among the insects, even creations that blaspheme the subspace. You must be prepared in advance. When capturing new species of living bodies, confirm their existence and report this news to them. Leave it to Guilliman."

"The old star warriors will live up to their orders!"

Briman roared in response to the emperor's instructions, but he still had many doubts, which made him uncontrollably offended:

"Emperor, please forgive my offense. Why don't you tell the regent yourself this news?"

"Tyra, I'm too, uh, I don't want to explain this problem, please change to the next one."

"Then, Your Majesty, can you tell me who my real genetic father is?"

"Actually, I didn't tell Guilliman because my mind in Terra is burned by the Star Torch every day and is entangled with the screams of too many sorrowful souls, making it difficult for me to concentrate. And Guilliman is eloquent, and I don't want to Arguing with him is like a father and a rebellious son who will never give in. Well, this question is answered, you can continue to fight, my warrior."

The Emperor ignored Breeman's second question and told Icarus to send the warriors away.

Band, the accompanying think tank, has realized that Breeman calls the original body Guilliman the regent, not the original body's father. It seems that the fact that he can't find his biological father is a big blow to Breeman.

Although he did not have as close a relationship with Breeman as the think tank director Morse, he still comforted him:

"Sir, even if you are not our sibling, you are still our commander. In fact, from some angles, we look quite close. Everyone thinks that you are a qualified extreme warrior."

After everyone left, including Gorgart, who took Guagua to bed, Icarus seemed to have returned to the past when he stood quietly in front of the palace guarding the emperor's throne.

Then he heard a faint sigh:

"Second child,"

Icarus straightened up, his enhanced hearing ready to accept the truth about one of the greatest secrets of the Imperium of Man, until a psychic storm sealed Icarus's hearing.

"Didn't Caul use all those gene seeds for the Primaris Space Marines? Haha, interesting. It's been ten thousand years. It may still take some time to wait, but at least a glimmer of hope has emerged."