Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Chapter 51 I have come, traitors 55

The arrival of Guilliman's fleet caused a great stir.

Even though the major families tried to block the news, it still leaked out. The workers in the hive capital, the lower class, the gangsters, and even the homeless were discussing this matter.

The Great Son of the Emperor, the Holy Primarch, the mythical God of War under the Emperor.

Those old stories are described with embellishments.

People seemed to return to the era of the magnificent Great Expedition once again.

Feel the glory of the emperor walking in the world.

Some merchants took pictures and sent them back to the various hives. The magnificent fleet made everyone excited.

This is the most intuitive manifestation of the original body's mighty power. This magnificent fleet is enough to collapse the enemies of a galaxy without firing a single shot.

After obtaining permission, some merchant ships excitedly joined Guilliman's fleet. Even sailing with it for a certain distance was enough to make them feel supremely honored, worthy of being written into the family history and known by future generations.

Devout pilgrims came from all over the galaxy, they hailed Guilliman's name.

It's a pity that all their requests to board the Glory of Macragge were rejected.

The Primarch tactfully stated that he would come to the surface to condolences to those loyal to the Empire.

This excited the populace, anticipating the arrival of the Primarch to the Hive.

The Grouse family and the families that are in the same rank as them are also actively preparing.

They want to prove how loyal they are and how much they are loved by the people.

The reform of the Primarch is not needed at all, maintaining the original system is enough to ensure the continuation of the Empire and the greatness of the Emperor.

Residential Area No. 2.

"Get out, you must stay away from this area before the Primarch leaves."

The law enforcement officers kicked down Hawk's door, threw him out of the dilapidated room, and asked him to go to Area 3 or Area 4 to find a place to sleep, and come back after the Primarch left.

"This is my home." Hawke felt unparalleled anger.

"Stay away, don't let your lowliness tarnish the brilliance of the Primarch. Otherwise, I will arrest you in the name of the Emperor." The law enforcement officers were very rough and did not intend to compromise.

It seems that as long as the name of the emperor is named, it is justice and a necessary sacrifice for the overall situation.

The law enforcement officers kicked open the doors of the residents one by one, telling those residents to get away.

The Grouse family had arranged a crowd to welcome the Primarch, they were rich and tidy, each with a sense of propriety.

With such welcomes, the Grouses will prove how prosperous and peaceful their lives are under their rule.

"You will be cursed. The Holy Emperor will never give such an order. It is the right of every citizen to see the Primarch. It is the embodiment of the Emperor's glory. You cannot do this."

A blind old woman was also dragged out.

She questioned angrily.

No one does not want to pay their respects to the Primarch, who represents the will of the Emperor. This may be the only memorable moment in their short, boring life.

"We refuse to leave, we have a right to stay here."

Madara emerged from the crowd on crutches, having sold his mechanical prosthetic.

If the news of Guilliman's arrival hadn't encouraged him, he might have chosen to commit suicide after spending the money.

The arrival of Guilliman brought a glimmer of light to his dark life.

If he could be seen as the spokesperson of the emperor's will, it would be the greatest consolation for him, a veteran.

Madara's appearance inspired others.

A disabled person dares to fight, so why do they choose to be cowardly? ?

They protested one after another, determined not to leave.

The law enforcement officers were as tough as ever, and they pulled out laser pistols.

They are not good at dealing with heretics and aliens, but they are very handy in dealing with these honest citizens of the empire.

"This is the order of the Gross family. You don't have to obey, and I can also take necessary measures to leave now. After the original body leaves, you will be able to come back again. Otherwise."

The law enforcement officers picked up the laser guns in their hands, showing a vicious look, and the menacing eyes made people retreat.

He glanced around, finally set his sights on Madara who was a homeless man, and prepared to make an example to others.

"You shouldn't be an early bird, idiot," said the law enforcement officer.

"Let the Gross family die, I once fought for the Holy Emperor, and the Gross family is just a bloodsucker crouching on the empire."

Spotted red yelled, "You took away my pension, you took my house, but you can't take away my chance to meet the Primarch again."

"Then go to hell, idiot."

Law enforcement officers fired a shot into the spotted leg.

The strong light of the laser beam flickered in the air, piercing through the still intact foot of Madara, causing him to let out a miserable scream on the ground.

The smell of burning flesh and blood caused countless people to shrink their heads in fright.

"Who's next." Law enforcement officers yelled.

His eyes swept over those people, and no one dared to look directly into his eyes.

"Damn, what did you do? He fought to protect you?" Hawke squeezed through the crowd, ran to Madara, who was no one approaching, hugged him tightly in his arms, and comforted this Veteran, trying to ease his pain.

"Then take him away and let him be loyal for the Grouse family one last time." The law enforcement officer sneered, not paying attention to Hawke's words.

Nest Square.

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, the nobles and wealthy gentry standing in the wild howling wind waited for the arrival of the Primarch.

The celebratory fireworks were struggling to rise in the downpour, and the gorgeous light beams were shining, and the dark and oppressive night was illuminated like a dazzling performance.

The Planetary Governor stood at the front of the crowd. Like other nobles, he was shivering in the cold wind, but there was a smile on his face, as if he was fantasizing about some good things.

From the reports of his capable men, he knew that everything was ready.

He will demonstrate the achievements of the Grouse family, which will be used to persuade the Primarch to withdraw the order of reformation.

Elegant and noble imperial nobles are the best servants to help the Emperor and the Primarch to rule the Empire.

Those ignorant, lowly commoners just need to do their jobs.

There is absolutely no need for any reform.

The nobles all looked to the sky, waiting for the arrival of the Primarch.

A flash of lightning flashed, and the thick clouds were illuminated from within.

Thunder rumbled, and more lightning was emitted.

Several bolts of lightning struck the highest spire of the Hive Capital.

The circuit built by the Mechanics Association hums, absorbs excess energy, and protects the nest from being damaged by the mighty power of nature.

While the nobles were waiting, the hum of the spaceship came through the wind.

Dozens of Stormbirds pierced through the black clouds and emerged from the sky.

These Stormbirds escorted three Thunderhawks adorned with gold and oil paintings of battle scenes.

The Stormbird circled and stayed in the sky, while the Thunderhawk landed one after another with a loud buzzing sound.

The violent propelling airflow disrupted the original trajectory of the raindrops.

When Lei Ying docked firmly on the square, the ear-piercing hum gradually weakened.

With the opening of the airtight hatch, the space fighters walked out of it in line,

The height of every space warrior is far beyond that of these nobles.

As soon as they walked out, an indescribably oppressive atmosphere made many nobles feel suffocated.

They lined up in two rows, standing like sculptures in the rain, letting the rain run off their armor.

In addition to their bolters, several Space Marines carried the banners of their Chapters, Ultramar, and the Imperial double-headed eagle.

In the wind and rain, the battle flag fluttered and fluttered.

At this moment, the grand music sounded, majestic and solemn.

Cherubs and Servo Skulls flew out of Thunderhawk's cabin, struggling to maintain their shape in the strong wind, announcing the arrival of the Primarch to the nobles.

"Speaker of the Emperor's Will, Great Regent of the Empire, Lord of Ultramar, Lord of the Imperial Senate, Son of the Emperor, Lord Guilliman."

With the roar of Cherubs and Servo Skulls, the door of the last Thunderhawk slammed down.

Surrounded by the Honor Guard, Guilliman strode out.

"I have come, traitors."

Guilliman glanced at the nobleman and said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many nobles headed by the planetary governor turned pale instantly.

Five chapters, two chapters still owed, let's see if I can pay it back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.