Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Not everyone is qualified to face the majesty of an emperor's own son! Only under the suppression of sedatives can the envoy negotiate with the Primarch without fear.

The little movements of [The Great Biological Sage] naturally cannot be hidden from the Primarch's gaze.

At the negotiation table, the party that shows its weakness first is doomed to fail.

"30%." The Primarch's knuckles covered with golden gauntlets gently tapped the table, "This is the final bottom line!"

The rhythmic tapping sound echoed in the empty audience hall, and with the Primarch's half-smiled eyes, it added a suffocating pressure invisibly.

After a long silence, the Mechanicus envoy finally sighed helplessly.

"The Mechanicus will obey your will!" The envoy bowed slightly to the Primarch, "Simple and crude, but effective negotiation methods! You have a great political talent."

"Thank you for your compliment." The Primarch smiled gently.

There is no doubt that the great gene Primarch won the victory at the negotiation table.

The 30% additional armaments of the Mechanicus will help the Empire win greater victories in the next half a thousand years of war! ! !

One day, the Empire will regain the glory of the Great Crusade! And the aliens who are full of malice towards humans will eventually recall the fear of being dominated by the Empire.

…

The troubles from the Mechanicus have been properly dealt with, and the Inquisition, which was involved in this conspiracy, has also launched a bloody purge within it.

[Every Inquisitor begins as a conservative who yearns for purity and justice; and every Inquisitor ends as a heretic who does whatever it takes and a madman who blasphemes to the extreme! ]

On the manual carried by each Inquisitor, there is such a motto full of despair.

Just as this motto says, most Inquisitors in high positions are worthy of being called heretics!

The power of mortals is ultimately limited!

In order to complete the great mission entrusted to them by the God-Emperor, the Inquisitors did not hesitate to join forces with aliens and even borrow the filthy power from Chaos...

But even though their hands were already stained with filth and blood, the Inquisitors' loyalty to the Golden Throne had never wavered.

These lunatics feared by the people of the Empire actually wanted to restore the glory of the Empire more than anyone else.

The Inquisitors watched in darkness and madness for thousands of years, and finally welcomed the return of a son of the Emperor.

The existence of the Primarch was no less than the bright light in the long night for the Inquisitors!

The attempt of the [Human Purity Faction] to assassinate the son of the Emperor had completely touched the bottom line of the entire [Inquisition].

In just half an hour, seventeen Inquisitors were charged with [heresy]! They were directly punished with [excommunication] without even going through an internal trial in the Inquisition.

It is undeniable that there were indeed innocent people among the seventeen Inquisitors who did not participate in this conspiracy.

But the word "innocent" is the biggest joke among these crazy stars.

As for the last remaining [State Religion]...

This sect whose faith spreads throughout the galaxy is the most difficult problem facing the Primarch.

Even Pope Decius, who has been living on the [Throne World], was quietly corrupted by Chaos! It is hard to imagine how many supporters of Chaos are hidden in the huge State Religion sect.

After careful consideration, the Primarch decided to throw the big trouble of [State Religion] to Celestine who has not yet awakened.

As the living saint of the Emperor, Celestine herself has an extremely close relationship with the State Religion! In front of the living saint of the Emperor, even the [State Religion Pope] must bow his head to meet him.

Celestine's identity is destined to her lofty status in the State Religion!

Having a living saint handle many matters of the [State Religion] will surely minimize the impact of this incident.

…

The disturbance caused by the assassination of the High Lord gradually subsided, and the matter of the Primarch being crowned as the Imperial Regent was also put on the agenda.

The final coronation day was set on the day of the Emperor's Ascension Festival of that year!

But before the coronation, [Marshal of the Imperial Guards] Trajan had handed over various political affairs of the Empire to the Primarch.

The title of [Imperial Regent] means endless power, but at the same time, it also means that the responsibilities of the entire Empire will be imposed on one person.

No one is a born politician! To become a qualified Imperial Regent, the Primarch needs to learn a vast amount of things.

Tens of thousands of documents are sent to the Primarch's office every day! Most of those that are eligible to be presented to Terra are related to the life and death of an entire Imperial world or even a star zone.

The mobilization of the Astra Militarum, the establishment of the Astartes, the rebellion that appeared in a certain star zone, and even the corruption from the Chaos Aliens...

The Primarch must read every document carefully, and then provide the necessary assistance to the Imperial world within a reasonable range.

This is an extremely exhausting job.

The empire's territory is so vast! Even though the Primarch has already exhausted all his efforts, there are still many empire worlds that are occupied or destroyed by aliens because they cannot get timely assistance.

"Life" is just a string of cold numbers in front of the Imperial Regent. Countless deaths and destruction have made the Primarch feel deeply numb.

Even though the Primarch's superhuman body will not feel the slightest fatigue, the sleepiness from the depths of the soul is unavoidable no matter what.

...

In the Primarch's office in the Terra Palace.

Thousands of reviewed emergency documents were neatly stacked in front of the desk. This was the last batch of documents that needed to be processed by the Primarch today.

The tired Imperial Regent put the quill in his hand back to its original position, then leaned back on the soft chair and began to enjoy this short rest.

In just one Terra month, the number of documents reviewed by the Primarch exceeded the total number of the High Lords Council in half a year.

Tens of thousands of Imperial worlds sent messages for help to Terra.

But due to objective factors such as geographical location and military reserves, less than half of the Imperial worlds could receive support.

The helplessness and despair from the astropathic communication deeply hurt the Primarch's heart! But the Gene Primarch who carried the Empire's hope was powerless to do anything about it.

The Primarch, leaning back on the chair, suddenly admired the previous [Imperial Regent] Robert Guilliman.

When Guilliman became the Regent of the Empire, the Horus Heresy that had swept across the entire galaxy had just been quelled!

The wealth accumulated by the Empire during the Great Crusade had long been consumed, and more than 60% of the Imperial worlds were reduced to ruins during the rebellion.