Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

But [Macragge]’s situation is obviously a bit special!

Even the [Demon Tribunal], which has always been known for its [toughness] and [cold-bloodedness], dare not announce various matters regarding the execution of the [Extermination Order] to its home planet in front of a son of the Emperor.

The [Grand Inquisitor]'s conclusion caused Guilliman to fall into a long silence.

"Is there really no other way?" The Imperial Regent's face was full of solemnity.

The confusion that has been sleeping for thousands of years, the death of the genetic heirs, and [Macragge] is about to be destroyed! The Imperial Regent was worried that Guilliman would never recover.

"I'm sorry, the power of Chaos has long been ingrained!" The Grand Inquisitor's voice was slightly deeper. "Even the [Gray Knight Grand Master] who is proficient in various spells is still helpless against Macragge's current situation."

The conversation between the Imperial Regent and the Grand Inquisitor reached Guilliman's ears verbatim.

It is absolutely impossible for Guilliman to accept the destruction of Macragge, but most things in this galaxy... will not change at all due to the will of an individual.

Facing the destruction that was about to befall Macragge, the Lord of Ultramar only felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Endless sorrow washed over the primarch's soul like a tidal wave.

The heart of the Emperor's son was beating wildly like an overloaded engine, and the rapidly rising blood pressure made Guilliman's pupils filled with bloodshot threads like spider webs.

"I'm sorry, I might need some peace and quiet for a while!"

Guilliman pushed away the others, and then disappeared into the devastated wasteland with a slightly staggering battle flag of the [Ultramarines].

The retreating figure of the Primarch revealed a deep loneliness! The Imperial Regent wanted to say something more, but Corax just shook his head beside him.

"Let him be quiet for now!" [The Crow King] sighed, "Guilliman is the calmest one among us. He knows how to choose."

…

Deep in the [Crown Mountains], the [Hera Fortress] has long been reduced to ruins.

Guilliman pushed open the door full of burn marks of [Hera Fortress], and stumbled towards a secret room in the deepest part of the fortress like a soulless zombie.

A [Stand Barrier] with an independent power supply device faithfully guards the door of this secret room.

Even after such a tragic war, everything in this secret room is still as neat as it was thousands of years ago.

Soft sofas, bouquets of flowers exuding light fragrance, crystal goblets that sparkle with dreamy light under the light...

This is Guilliman's former "home"!

This slightly small room contains all the beautiful memories of the emperor's parents and their mortal parents.

The calm and warm atmosphere calmed Guilliman's agitated emotions slightly!

For the Primarch, Macragge is not only the home planet of the Ultramarines, this planet also carries the love of mortal parents from thousands of years ago.

Of the twenty-one Primarchs created by the Emperor, Robert Guilliman always stood out from his brothers.

The reason is simply that Guilliman had a perfect childhood.

The gentle teachings of his adoptive father [Conor Guilliman] allowed the original body to learn to restrain his anger with reason. The beauty he experienced in his childhood gave Guilliman a richer emotional and empathy capacity.

This planet named [Macragge] is the territory that Guilliman took over from his adoptive father!

Long before his Primarch returned to the Imperium, Guilliman swore an oath to forever protect this sacred land.

But now it seems...the original body can no longer fulfill its oath.

Guilliman stared at the family portrait sealed in the [Station of Stasis], and tears filled with guilt quietly overflowed from his red eyes.

"I'm sorry, father..."

…

No one knows where Guilliman went after he disappeared.

But when the [Lord of Ultramar] appeared again, the sadness and hesitation hidden in the original body's pupils had long been swept away.

In just a few hours, Guilliman had returned to the cold, decisive, and strategizing Imperial hero he had once been.

The great [Lord of Ultramar] looked at the old [Grand Inquisitor] and expressed his attitude in the briefest words.

"This is the home planet of the [Ultramarines]!" Guilliman's voice carried unquestionable majesty, "[Macragge]'s death sentence... will be executed by me personally."

"Your will!" [The Grand Inquisitor] respected the will of the Primarch.

…

The huge imperial fleet operates due to the will of the [Lord of Ultramar].

The tens of millions of books in the [Macragge Library] are sealed in stasis; the holy relics carrying the glory of the Chapter are transported to the [Macragge's Glory] as quickly as possible.

The warriors who hunted demons on the surface of the planet were urgently recalled to the fleet! Above the huge [Macragge], only the gunpowder smoke containing the power of poison and chaos still filled the air.

[The Lord of Ultramar] stood on the bridge of the Macragge's Glory, staring with trance at the mother planet stained with blood by the power of Chaos.

[Raven King] Corax appeared beside the original body like a shadow.

As Guilliman's most trusted brother, Corax chose to use silence to help the Lord of Ultramar share his grief.

Time passes slowly...

The preparations before executing the [Extermination Order] are all in place, and the destruction of the Chapter's home planet is already close at hand.

Guilliman slowly clenched his fist, and the terrifying power of the Emperor's son made the servo muscles built into the [Armor of Destiny] wail under the heavy load.

The scarlet Macragge was spinning alone in the cold galaxy! But soon, this planet and everything on it will completely turn into dust in history.

Robert Guilliman silently pushed open the door of the battleship's command cabin.

As one of the few remaining [Glorious Queen-class battleships] in the Empire, the [Glory of Macragge] naturally has the qualifications to execute the [Extermination Order].

Under the witness of the [Imperial Regent] and the [Lord of the Ravens], Robert Guilliman slowly but firmly activated the launcher of the Extermination Order.

The radio waves that could not be detected by the naked eye were transmitted along the cable, and the armory on the bottom of the [Glory of Macragge] instantly entered the activated state.

Even though Guilliman has been asleep for ten thousand years, the biological information of the Primarch can still unlock the highest authority of this battleship.

The [Bipolar Cyclone Torpedo] that had been blocked layer by layer began to be released, and the [Activation Secret Order] of tens of thousands of bytes was input into the Thinker system by the Mechanical Priest.

Accompanied by a irritating buzzing sound, the activation rune on the Thinker screen turned from red to green.

The gears and springs that had been sealed for centuries began to operate, and the [Bipolar Cyclone Torpedo] with the "Skull" mark was grabbed by a huge mechanical arm and then slowly pushed into the torpedo launch cabin.