Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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One solar cycle later.

A transport plane detached from the Ultramar fleet and headed for Terra. The Ultramar fleet, which was just one jump away from the solar system, left for the front line. The high ministers of the High Lords Council were assembled again.

Although they were also assembled under the order of the regent, they were not in the offices of their respective imperial agencies, but in the hall of the High Lords Council for face-to-face communication.

Under the regent's forced order, everything went extremely quickly.

When Guilliman stepped out of the transport plane and headed directly to the High Lords Council, all the High Lords were already waiting for him here.

The imperial regent walked across the golden carpet and sat on the highest throne under the gaze of everyone.

A majestic statue of the Emperor stood behind the Regent, the sword he held in both hands casting a golden light over the Regent, lending an aura of sanctity to the Primarch.

Guilliman said nothing after sitting down, but the high ministers had already begun to exchange glances, and the atmosphere in the entire council hall had become much more solemn.

The five supreme ministers who had met with Imotek before were all here, instead of the artificial humans Imotek used to disguise themselves as them. These supreme ministers sat in a row, each with a sullen face.

"The moment I got on the transport plane and flew to Terra, I heard something from my brother."

Guilliman spoke.

The primarch's booming voice echoed throughout the hall.

"Our enemy did not choose to launch a counterattack to the Orps sector, but to the Elros sector."

"Previously, due to the intervention of some of you, the supply of materials for the transport fleet was concentrated in the Orps sector. Now, there has been a shortage of supplies on some battlefields in the Elros sector."

After hearing what the original body said, the navy representative stood up to defend himself: "We..."

Guilliman raised his index finger to his mouth.

The Navy representative kept his mouth shut.

"Host of the Astronomical Hall." Guilliman looked at one of the five supreme ministers who participated in the meeting. "Use your spiritual power to help me show me the situation in the Elros sector."

The host of the Star Language Hall stood up and used his psychic powers as if nothing happened.

The entire parliament hall building "disappeared" and was replaced by a battlefield.

On a world that was invaded in the Elros sector.

The sky was overcast, and green lightning was rushing among the clouds.

That was the hallmark of the Sautec dynasty, the weird weather and green lightning that appeared on the attack.

In the trenches beneath the clouds and lightning, the Astra Militarum crouched.

They are Cadians.

Due to logistical problems and the fierce and rapid attack of the undead, these Cadians have not yet received all the Talon equipment. They carried laser rifles and crouched in the trenches to destroy the star realm originally stationed in the world. The Tyrone grenades distributed to them by the army were strung together and tied behind their backs.

The ground began to tremble, and the top of the obelisk filled with fire arrays first appeared on the horizon, followed by the dense silver army, those undead warriors.

The Cadians crouched in the trenches, breathing heavily.

Countless artillery fire fell on the position in an instant.

When the Sotec dynasty's army approached, the Cadians fired back at them with laser rifles. When the enemy was about to get close to their position, these Cadians jumped up from the trenches and rushed towards the enemy. .

“Cartier’s fighting spirit will last forever!”

The Cadian roared this war cry.

After the end of the Golden Crusade, Cartier no longer needs to stand still. This slogan will die faster than the Lord of the High Castle.

Instead, the will to fight is everlasting, which means that even if the Cadian fortress world no longer needs to be the front line against invasion, the Cadian people will always fight in every war of the empire. This fortress world and this People in this world will not lose their fighting spirit because of the passing of their responsibilities.

Like consumed military supplies, these Cadians rush in front of the enemy, detonate grenades, and the flesh and blood bodies dissipate together with the enemy's living metal bodies in the torrent of microscopic matter that disrupts matter.

The psychic phantom projected by the host of the Astronomical Hall ended when Guilliman raised his hand to signal.

Guilliman asked the high ministers: "Out of their trust in me and their support for the Logistics Office I established, they gave some of the infantry standard equipment directly to the Logistics Office so that the Logistics Office would be in the minds of the Imperial people." Create a perfect image.”

"Even if they produce a month's worth of rifles to arm our entire Astra Militarum, there is still a shortage of rifles due to your interference."

"Even if I have complete confidence in the Logistics Department, they did not make any mistakes, but you are only responsible for sending the materials to the front line according to the statistical and calculated results, and you still can't do it well."

The navy representative wanted to defend himself, but was told to shut up by Guilliman.

"What the host of the Astrology Hall showed is the most extreme corner of the frontline theater. If the Tyrones gave us all the standard equipment assistance directly, and if their fleet hadn't arrived in the Elros sector and armed as many people as possible, then The Elros sector has been lost now."

"For those of you who want to argue, you don't have to because I know it was a mistake."

With that said, Guilliman took out the ring of the Grand Master of the Court of Assassins and slid it to show the meeting between the five supreme ministers and Imotek.

"But it is unforgivable to communicate with enemies inside and outside."

That meeting was fully revealed.

The five supreme ministers who had met Imotek stood there, still not panicking, but subconsciously moving closer to each other.

"You rebelled against the will of the God-Emperor and colluded with the aliens!" The Pontiff of the State Church turned around and pounced on the Commander-in-Chief of the Astra Militarum beside him, clumsily tapping his crotch with his scepter, "You damn bastards! You traitors! "

The pope's scepter did not hit anywhere, and he was punched on the head by the commander of the Astra Militarum. As a few yellow teeth flew out, the pope fell to the ground.

"They are actually able to plant androids on Terra and take over for you when you leave. They are actually able to contact you." Guilliman glanced at the High Minister, "I believe this is not the first time you have colluded."

"Collusion? I don't think so, Regent." The host of the Astrology Hall refuted Guilliman, "When the entire empire fell into war fever and was tied to a chariot by that ungrateful creature Talon and still happily worked for them, Someone has to step up and do something instead of just sitting back and watching an entire race die."

"And you, what are you doing, His Highness the Regent?" The Navigator Ambassador, who had always stood with the Astrology Hall, stood up and took over the conversation, "You are like a puppet of the Tyrone people, like a spy of the Tyrone people, you Everything you do is in favor of them! Do you dare to cut your arm open in front of us and let us see whether you are a machine or a flesh-and-blood descendant of the God Emperor?"