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  Chapter 705 Lord of Five Hundred Worlds

   There was such a vote among the players, that is, if you travel to the empire, who would you like to work under.

   As a result, the thirteenth gene primogen, Robert Guilliman, the lord of the five hundred worlds, topped the list, not one of them.

  The reasons are as follows.

   First of all, Guilliman grew up in a rare Primarch who lived a happy life since he was a child, without the childhood shadows and defects like other Primarchs.

  Secondly, Guilliman's personality is quite normal. Although he sometimes likes to think about it, he is generally considered a kind-hearted Primarch with governance skills and a very positive outlook. Unlike the other Primarchs, who more or less inherited some kind of product of the Emperor's pathological flaws.

For example, Mortarion grew up on a planet with poisonous gas, so most of the soldiers in his legion imitated Mortarion and made himself stinky all over, and even drank poisonous waste water to prove that he was loyal to Mortarion. Tarion's loyalty.

  Or Angron’s brain was installed with a machine when he was a child, causing a nervous breakdown and feeling pain all the time, so after he took charge of the legion, his subordinates also installed a similar thing to show their loyalty.

  Normal people in this kind of legion are unwilling to go to death, crazy!

  To be honest, counting the 18 legions, Guilliman's Ultramarine Legion is the most normal in the eyes of ordinary people, and the others are abnormal.

  Dark Angels are all riddlers, they can't speak if they don't talk in a daze, listening to their chatter makes their brains hurt.

  The Emperor's Son dresses up like a peacock all day long, full of serious narcissistic tendencies.

  Steel Warriors are simply an army dedicated to social animals. They do the most tiring work, overtime the most, suffer the worst beatings, and take the least money.

  The white scar is either racing, or on the road, or still on the road.

  The Space Wolves are really a husky mad dog, whoever is caught and bitten by the Emperor's orders.

   The Imperial Fist is rigid, its head stronger than the marble beneath the palace of Terra.

  The Night Lords are simply a dark version of Batman, killing people and stealing goods in the name of justice and order.

  The Holy Blood Angel is usually normal, but after the black rage broke out, he disowned his relatives.

  Iron Hands admires flesh and blood, soaring mechanically, wishing to replace their entire body with parts like the Mechanicus.

  The world's people always have to stuff some messy things into their minds to experience the same pain as the Primarch to express their loyalty.

  The death guards stink all over, and it even makes people wonder if they haven't taken a bath after putting on their armor.

  Qianzi’s nature is still good, but they have no choice but to do whatever they want to do, and the summary of life is the original body of the word failure, so there is no way to save it.

  The problem of the Shadow Moon Wolf is the same as that of the Thousand Sons. If you follow the wrong boss, no matter how hard the subordinates work, just look at poor Loken.

   Needless to say, the Word Bearers are a group of brain-dead fanatics who need to be shot a hundred times by the court.

   Salamanders are hard-working and kind-hearted. The only shortcoming is that their skin is too dark...

  The tragedy of the Raven Guard is that their boss, the immediate superior always writes some extremely melancholy poems, so that the entire legion is affected by EMO...

   Alpha Legion... No one knows what they are, only that everyone is Alpha.

  In comparison, the Thirteenth Legion led by Guilliman is indeed an outlier among them—is the standard answer to the profound question of whether a normal person belonging to a group of neurotics is a normal person?

  So Guilliman is not very popular in the Primarch, which is actually understandable. Most of the other people either have childhood shadows, or are physically disabled, or are not recognized. But Guilliman has come all the way. When he was a child, he grew up in an aristocratic family and lived a happy life. That is, his adoptive father was assassinated, and he himself did not have much trouble. Later the Emperor came, and he followed the Emperor, and he was not forced to take away like the others, or he was beaten severely.

   To put it simply, this is like a student who is excellent in character and learning suddenly appears in a class of bullies. Others think that he is not pleasing to the eye.

But for ordinary people, a Primarch like Guilliman is really a model of a Primarch, loving the people like a child, kind-hearted, and capable, so much so that the players ridicule-as long as the emperor has Guilliman Half of the empire, the empire will not make such a ghost.

   It can be seen from this that the emperor really does not understand people's hearts.

Of course, Guilliman is not without weaknesses, that is, as a three-good student, his combat ability is a bit weak compared to other primarchs who were born as gangsters, and he was basically beaten violently, and finally stagnated The cabin is rescued...

Although it is not enough to fight alone, the collective combat ability of the Ultramarines is really strong. There is a saying that is good, after learning the operation of the elder brother, the rest is A--Guilliman's Extreme Legion is the best of this sentence Good performance.

  The Ultimate Legion is five hundred World Explosive Soldiers, Explosive Soldiers, Explosive Soldiers, and then A passed by. In the face of the absolute number, everything is a chicken and a dog, and the Extreme Warriors Legion is also the largest among the eighteen legions.

  However, Grandpa Lan’s heads-up is really not good (laughs).

   Even two-on-one can be counter-killed.

   Once again, it proves that the lack of hands-on ability of Sanhao students is not a stereotype......

  However, even such a good man was stunned on the spot after hearing the news from Loken and other space fighters.

   "I can't believe it."

Standing in front of Duanmuhuai and the others, Guilliman was an interstellar warrior whose body was almost the same as that of ordinary people. He had an ordinary appearance, but he had an ordinary handsomeness, just like the temperament of the monarch on the ancient silver coins. He was different. Fulgrim, who is like a sacrificial dagger, is also different from Sanguinius, who is like an angel, but he has amazing tolerance and honesty.

This is what Duanmu Huai likes most about Guilliman. Most of the other primarchs don’t treat mortals as human beings. They think they are fighting for the Emperor, and the Empire is the Emperor’s Empire. As for those mortals, they It seems meaningless. To be honest, even if the Emperor ruled not a group of humans, but a group of lizards, these Primarchs would not care about such trivial matters.

  But Guilliman doesn’t think so. He respects the will of mortals, recognizes their greatness, and at the same time learns from their excellence.

However, at this moment, the Primarch also showed a shocked, even shocking expression, not only him, but even the Ultramarines around him felt the same way—if this is just Loken, Tarwiz Or Garro's one-sided words, then they will not believe it yet, but so many space fighters on the Eisenstein, their tired bodies, armor that has experienced artillery fire, and those battlefield videos-they have witnessed it with their own eyes How the World One and his Primarch attacked these soldiers, and how they escaped.

   Of course, it also includes...

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Duanmu Huai with complicated expressions. They saw how Duanmu Huai beat Angron violently and killed him. It must be said that this scene was so shocking that Guilliman could not calm down for a long time , the death of a Primarch was unthinkable before, but now they saw it.

   Likewise, the betrayal of a Primarch was unimaginable, and they saw it too.

   "This... is just your side story."

   Soon, an Ultramarine company commander swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stared at the crowd and said.

   "We did see your battles with the Destroyers, but this doesn't mean that they are traitors, and strictly speaking, aren't you, who were surrounded by the Primarch, more like traitors who disobeyed orders?"

"you………"

   Loken wanted to say something, but was stopped by Duanmu Huai.

"Indeed, the evidence has two sides. We don't deny that maybe we are the traitors. This video of the battlefield is real, and we are just trying to use this route to induce you to make the wrong traitors, so that you brothers will be the ones who are the traitors." Cannibalism."

   Duanmu Huai spread his hands.

   "Look, it's a very reasonable analysis."

   It was Guilliman who made Duanmuhuai talk to him so calmly, but if it was replaced by a primarch like Ryan or Dorn, Duanmuhuai would start mocking without saying a word.

   Whether you like to listen or not is none of my business.

   "However, you want evidence, and I happen to have evidence."

  Fortunately, for Duanmuhuai, he really has evidence.

   "Do you have evidence?"

  Guilliman stared at Duanmu Huai, his gaze was enough to make any mortal tremble, but Duanmu Huai didn't care.

   "Of course, or rather, you will see it soon... But before that, Mr. Guilliman, I would like to ask you, have the Word Bearers arrived?"

"how do you know………"

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's question, Guilliman froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of something.

   "Wait, you mean..."

"The Word Bearers were the first of all the legions to betray the Emperor and join the banner of the Chaos God, and Erebus was also behind the scenes of bewitching Horus to betray him. Do you think they were ordered to come here this time to mend the evil The relationship between the Speaker and the Ultramarines, but..."

   Speaking of this, Duanmuhuai sneered.

  "...But, this is not the case. For the Word Bearers, they are here for revenge, and I think you all understand the reason."

  “………”

Hearing Duanmuhuai's words, Guilliman's expression was a little complicated. As Duanmuhuai said, the relationship between the Ultramarines and the Word Bearers is not good. The reason is simple. The Word Bearers fanatically preached that the Emperor became a **** Faith, this angered the Emperor, so the Emperor ordered the Ultramarines to destroy the home planet of the Word Bearers. Although Guilliman was unwilling to do such a thing, he still followed the order and destroyed the home planet of the Word Bearers. Star Perfect City.

In fact, when players study this period of history later, they suspect that the emperor did it on purpose, because generally speaking, this kind of dirty work is handed over to the space husky. For example, when Magnus rebelled, the space husky burned it. The home planet of the opponent, in fact, this kind of work has always been the home demolition that Huskies are best at.

  So logically speaking, if the emperor wants to do this kind of thing, there is no need to send Ultramarines, just let the huskies demolish the house.

  As for why the Emperor did this, the results of the discussion among the players concluded that the Emperor probably suffered from dementia.

  Looking at Guilliman, Duanmuhuai's expression was calm. To say that the most heart-wrenching loss in the Horus Rebellion was the Word Bearers' attack on the Five Hundred Worlds.

In terms of frontal combat effectiveness, the ten Word Bearers are no match for the Ultramarines, so these shameless little **** played dirty. They secretly destroyed the defense system of the Five Hundred Worlds, and then launched a surprise attack on the Ultramarines Legion. At that time, the warships of the Ultramarines were all docked at the port, and they didn't start at all. As a result, the Word Bearers were caught off guard because of their mental calculations or unintentional calculations.

   Even the Ultramarines held a banquet to welcome the Word Bearers, but at the banquet, the Word Bearers suddenly attacked and killed the Ultramarines who greeted them.

At the beginning, the Ultramarines didn't know who fired suddenly, and Guilliman also thought it was a misunderstanding. He also felt that it was because the hatred between the Ultramarines and the Word Bearers was too deep, which led to some misunderstandings between the two sides. Guilliman still patiently forbeared, and tried to communicate with Lorgar to find out, but was ridiculed by the other party.

  By the time Guilliman came to his senses, the five hundred worlds had already been engulfed in flames of destruction.

"The Word Bearers came prepared. They will use the supply ship Belfry to hit your orbital outpost directly. The Word Bearers warships that are docked will fire on your warships, destroying your warships mercilessly. And you The Ultramarines sent to meet the Word Bearers were also killed in the banquet hall, you'd think it was just a misunderstanding, it might just be a larger conflict, but in the end the facts will tell you it's a war , the War of the Word Bearers against the Ultramarines."

   "...you know a lot."

   Guilliman stared at Duanmu Huai, and said calmly.

"I know more. I can even guess that the emperor has sat on the golden toilet now, and I am afraid that he will never get down again. Even if you contact Terra now, it is impossible to see the emperor. If you want Ask me what a golden toilet is, and I suggest you go to the Emperor to find out in person after everything is over, and I am interested in what reason he will make up to explain this question."

Duanmuhuai's obvious disrespect towards the emperor made many Ultramarines quite annoyed, but Duanmuhuai didn't care, while Guilliman just stared at Duanmuhuai, thinking silently, finally, he said slowly .

"So, you're accusing my brothers, Lorgar, Horus, Fulgrim, Mortarion, and Angron of betraying the Emperor and submitting to some strange... you say evil **** under his command?"

"It's not an accusation, it's a statement, if you want evidence, it's simple, do nothing, then watch the Word Bearers dance around your planet, using the flesh and blood of your people to make ghosts, and then you can See the stuff of hallucinations that Imperial truth dismisses as nonsense."

   "Who are you? The Empire does not have an organization called Tribunal."

   "As I said, the Inquisition has something to do with the Empire, but it has nothing to do with the Emperor. In addition, we don't care about the Emperor's life or death. All we care about is protecting human beings—protecting them from aliens, heretics, and demons."

   Duanmu Huai raised his eyebrows.

"I don't expect you to believe me. I just said what I should say. I have already given you a warning, Robert Guilliman. Next, it is your freedom whether you want to believe me or not. You also You can go to Lorgar for proof and ask him 'have you surrendered to the feet of those disgusting snotty **** in the Warp', this is your freedom, the Inquisition does not care or interfere, but I want to tell you, As long as Lorgar dares to appear here, our Tribunal will do everything possible to kill him, and I will smash this evil god's lackey with my own hands, smashing his head into pieces like killing Angron."

   "So, will you kill me too?"

   "If you degenerate into a lackey of Chaos, of course I will."

  Faced with Guilliman's question, Duanmuhuai gave an answer almost without hesitation.

   "I hope you don't."

  “…………”

  The air became tense for a moment, the two sides stared at each other, the Ultramarines clenched their weapons tightly, and Jia Luo and the others also looked nervously at Duanmuhuai.

   After a while, Guilliman stared at Duanmuhuai, but he gave an order.

   "Marius."

   "Yes, my lord."

   "Go and find out where the Bell Tower is currently."

"yes."

  A Space Marine leads out, returning a moment later.

   "The Campanile is currently loading at the apogee of the planet Tamus."

   "Contact them and ask about the Bell Tower."

"yes."

  Marius was silent for a moment, then showed a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?"

   "No response, it may be space turbulence, or some kind of interference..."

   "I suggest that you go and see for yourself. If you don't mind, the trial court is willing to accompany you."

   Of course Duanmu Huai could guess what happened there. Because in the player's era, this battle report has been preserved, and it can be said that everyone knows-how can I say that Guilliman's rigorous style is indeed useful, and it is precisely because of his battle report records that the player is very clear. I learned exactly what happened in the Five Hundred Worlds.

   Unlike other Primarchs, it’s terrible to have to make up for a pile of wreckage at the end of the toss.

  Hearing what Duanmu Huai said, Guilliman glanced at him. His eyes were a bit complicated, and Duanmuhuai could see that Guilliman seemed to be eager to make a decision, but he didn't expect to see the consequences of this decision, but unfortunately, it seems that there is no time for him to hesitate now .

   "Go to the apogee of the planet Tamus to see what happened there."

   Then, he spoke and gave an order.

  (end of this chapter)