Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Watching Qin Mo's projection disappear, Guilliman slowly exhaled and then took a deep breath, his expression became serious and his mood became extremely heavy.

Guilliman doesn't need to kill any powerful enemy, nor does he need to face a formidable enemy right now, but what he has to do next is still a tough battle.

This matter is just like what he and Qin Mo said, he is going to argue with the supreme ministers of the High Lords Council about the upcoming war.

Mentally, this is undoubtedly a tough battle.

What had to be done had to be done. Guilliman did not evade or hesitate. When leaving the room, he gave an order to the Champion Guards outside the door, asking them to transmit information to Terra and inform the high lords to attend an emergency meeting.

Originally, this process was complex and long. Due to the limitations of super-light communication methods, the transmission of information across galaxies relied heavily on astropaths, but the efficiency of these people who played riddles in subspace was horribly low.

But things are different now.

The Empire no longer needs to use astrology to transmit messages, because the faster-than-light messenger ships traveling back and forth are more stable than space communications in most cases.

In addition, Talon did not terminate the alliance with the Empire at the end of the Golden Crusade, but continued the alliance for one hundred and twenty years to prepare for possible revenge from the enemies of the universe after the Golden Crusade ended.

It is still the alliance renewal period, so the empire can use several super-light communication lines under the Tyrone communication system for extremely long-distance super-light communication.

Every time Guilliman held an emergency meeting remotely without having to travel to Terra in person, it was because of the communication lines.

Of course it will be the same this time.

When Guilliman entered a hall on the Stone Fortress that was specifically used for remote meetings with the absent Primarch and the senior officials of the Empire, the highest ministers of the Imperial Council of High Lords had been waiting here for a long time in the form of holographic projections. .

Except for the new foundry general who has not officially taken up his post, all the other high ministers are present.

"I just want to say one thing today, and that is that we must be prepared for a full-scale war with the undead, and we cannot take any chances."

Guilliman was somewhat resentful, a little bored, and a little tired of the High Lords.

So he didn't bother to say a nice and catchy opening statement, and went straight to the point in this meeting without any tactful expression, because for these best of people, no matter how tactful words are, they are no different from speaking in the vernacular.

And the meaning of such a simple and straightforward sentence was instantly understood by the supreme ministers.

That is, as the regent, Guilliman needs to unite them, at least on the surface, and then cooperate with the regent's intentions to activate the empire's huge war machine, so that the empire can conduct war and maintain normal operations.

The high ministers present represent the interests of all forces in the empire except the Space Marines.

From the Imperial Navy to the Astra Militarum, from religion to taxation, from the military department on the surface to the assassins in the shadows... the High Lords Council itself can be seen as the embodiment of the huge ruling entity of the Empire.

Without their cooperation, many departments and governing bodies of the empire would not be able to function normally, and Guilliman's intentions would not be easily realized.

"We should have given up the luck of not having a war long ago." The pope of the state religion suddenly spoke loudly.

Then there was a burst of agreement.

"Start the war! Start the war!"

"For the Emperor! For Holy Terra! For Humanity!"

"The Orpheus sector has been recovered. The Imperial Sword composed of the Astra Militarum, the Imperial Navy, and the Space Marines will surely conquer all sectors one after another from those damn skeletons!"

"The Astra Militarum is ready."

"..."

Except for the foundry general who was not present but had not yet taken his post, all the supreme ministers unanimously expressed their extremely enthusiastic and obedient attitude.

But Guilliman remained expressionless.

The noble words and firm attitudes of the high ministers... their apparent support for the regent was like a torrent slamming against the dam, leaving nothing behind and stirring up nothing.

Because Guilliman has seen through the hypocrisy behind that passion and determination.

After Guilliman returned and assumed the responsibilities of regent, those who dared to directly jump out to oppose are no longer there. It does not mean that there will be no opponents among the remaining people, but the opposition will be more gentle and tactful.

Guilliman had even guessed what the High Lords would do next.

"Although we have the same attitude, according to procedures, we still have to vote."

"Believe me, this is not necessary. There is no need at all. The regent's order to prepare for war will only have one final result, and that is to be passed by the entire parliament as quickly as possible and then implemented, and then we will each do our own thing."

The high ministers started talking to each other.

"The new foundry general hasn't officially taken office yet. How can we go through the procedures when no one else is here? We can directly formulate the regent's decree and inform him after the new foundry general takes office."

Some people even considered Guilliman from his perspective, and their words sounded like Calgar and the Four Heroes were just following the primarch's lead.

"I heard that the new Forge General has arrived on Terra. It doesn't matter if everyone waits for him."

"We have our procedures, and General Casting also has his own procedures for taking office."

"..."

As the High Lords talked, Guilliman sat in his chair with his head bowed, his eyes not on the others, not even his attention.

He wonders, what if the Empire didn't have so many threats?

There is no need to compromise with these people, and there is no need to worry about doing something to these people that will cause the empire to come to a halt and leave it without the ability to resist when foreign enemies invade.

Whether it is hard or soft, there is always a way to deal with these people, without having to hold your nose and work with them like now.

For some reason, Guilliman suddenly remembered something he had discussed with Qin Mo when he was alone. This matter was that if the Emperor had a button, he could get up from the throne and move for an hour as long as he pressed it, but at the cost of pressing it. A high lord will die at the push of a button.

Apparently the Emperor presses buttons until they smoke.

While Guilliman was laughing in his mind at what he was thinking, Calgar suddenly walked into the hall and whispered something into the Genefather's ear.

Guilliman nodded expressionlessly, and then looked at all the Supreme Ministers: "Since you think you want to wait for the new Forge General's opinion, then we will wait."

The high ministers immediately explained to each other that they did not have to wait for the casting of the general, but were briefly discussing the fastest way to get the regency order passed in the parliament.

But Guilliman no longer listened to any words from the High Lord.

He knew that the reason why the new foundry general did not appear in this meeting was definitely because other supreme ministers were obstructing it and used various methods to delay the new foundry general's arrival and participation in the meeting.

The High Lords are good at this, so good that Guilliman can only guess that the High Lords really did it, but there is no evidence to prove that they did it.