Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

Perturabo successfully won over Chapter Master Hope and taught him step by step how to perform a complete set of genetic surgery.

Hope learned quickly under Perturabo's tutelage, and it was time to find some training for Hope.

The combined fleet of the Death Army and Space Marines is anchored at the edge of a galaxy. This galaxy is one of the locations where the Devouring Sharks collect blood taxes.

Now Perturabo takes Bashar and Hope to the surface of the planet.

Howins 4, a world where precious ores can be mined. Because of the Creator's evil intentions, the minerals in this world are concentrated in half of the planet, and the other half contains only hard stones of little value.

Therefore, this planet has also constructed two completely different regions according to the distribution of minerals.

Rich areas where ores are concentrated are occupied by various mining stations and factories. The richest people here are not the nobles, but the factory owners who can make more profits from the mines.

These factory owners operate powerful armed forces, use subtle distribution and division of different groups of people to decentralize conflicts, and finally make their rule as stable as Mount Tai.

Factory owners maintain the most basic living conditions of workers, and invest most of their resources in the security army. These armies, which followed the orders of the factory owners, were transformed and strengthened.

The other half of the planet is a super prison covering the entire continent. Both guilty and innocent people are thrown into this big dye vat of despair. They will use the most crude and cumbersome equipment to carve out stones to maintain their meager livelihood. value of life.

The aircraft parked on the platform of a luxurious building, with a huge golden double-headed eagle hanging on the building. This building is generally pure white, with the gleaming whiteness of high-quality marble. There are also exquisite reliefs in various gaps and corners.

The building was illuminated by searchlights installed on the ground, making it look glorious and holy. Outside the building, there are large lawns surrounded by high walls. These lawns are tended by sprinklers and modified servitors, showing green colors at all times.

Outside the high walls, the tallest and largest building is the cooling tower. There are various thick pipes intricately intertwined around the cooling tower. Under the shadow of the pipes, there are those scattered shanty towns.

The desperate dark and white buildings formed a strong contrast. In the dark mine pits and flying dust, the dirty workers could not see the sacred and huge golden double-headed eagle on the building.

Perturabo was the first to step off the aircraft, followed by Bashar and Hope, as well as several veterans who followed the operation. In front of them was a group of transformed mortal soldiers, wearing clean white armor, standing in a line on both sides of the platform, with a soft new red carpet in the middle.

The master of this world, a strong man whose face showed that he had undergone expensive life-extending surgery, welcomed the arrival of the Space Marines.

The man and his bodyguard had seen the Space Marines many times, and therefore did not show the great excitement or shock that other unseen mortals would have.

After saluting the Space Marines appropriately, the man noticed that many of the Space Marines were new and unfamiliar faces.

"Hello, great angels of death. I am a humble servant of the Emperor, and I administer the planet on his behalf."

"Don't give me your useless talk, we are in a hurry. Name! And taxes!" Perturabo stamped his feet impatiently, and the man also hurriedly switched states and looked efficient.

"My name is Lanke. Please wait in the hall for a while, angels. Your arrival this time is too sudden. I am not ready yet. Give me two hours and I will be able to pay the blood tax."

Perturabo glanced at Bashar, asking whether Ranko's words were reliable. Bashar also responded to Perturabo's question in the channel, "Ranko is a very capable loyal servant of the Emperor. He provides the best blood tax in the nearby star system. The next blood tax will be collected in May. Years later.”

Perturabo nodded and asked Ranko to quickly prepare the blood tax. He and other Space Marines also went to the hall to wait.

Time passed by, and Perturabo remained calm before the two-hour deadline was reached. He could even savor the wine delivered and tell the other vigilant Space Marines how to do it. Take the taste of this wine to the next level.

But after two hours passed, and for a moment that exceeded the last few seconds, Perturabo, who was still talking and laughing on the front foot, immediately pulled his face down. The strong dissatisfaction he exuded made both Bashar and Hope feel frightened. Not to mention the common servants who were in the room waiting for orders.

"You! I'll give you five minutes to call your master! I want him to know how shameful it is to waste time!" A loud shout almost scared the mortal servant to death and trembled. The mortal servant with his legs still showed amazing courage, controlled his limp body, and ran out the door.

Angrily, Perturabo walked up and down the hall, crushing the luxurious tiles with his stride.

Four minutes later, the factory owner Lanke rushed in from the door with cold sweat on his forehead. Before Perturabo could get angry, he knelt down in front of Perturabo and kowtowed in apology. .

"Honorable angels! I would not pay the blood tax to you! It's the abominable aliens that have appeared in the warehouse! My security guards tried their best to resist, but they couldn't repel them!"

"What?" Perturabo looked at Lanko's sweating face coldly, picked him up with his hands, and a cable on his arm pierced Lanko's scalp.

Realizing that Lanko was not lying, Perturabo dialed Lin Fan's communication and asked if they saw anything in the void.

"I was just about to tell you that Efreni and her commander saw clues to the missing ark on this planet in the psychic prophecy."

The communication was interrupted, and there was only a harsh buzzing in Perturabo's ears. He did not hear the second half of Lin Fan's words.

"Bashar! Hope! Get ready for battle, and you, Lanko! Take all your men and go with us!"

Perturabo removed an implanted chip from Ranko's wrist, observed the structure and design with his eyes, and took out a bunch of metal parts from his backpack.

No one could see Perturabo's movements clearly, and an identical chip appeared in Perturabo's hand the next second. Using a cable to connect the two chips, Perturabo obtained all the data.

He inserted the chip into the armor, and all the information Lanke had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Let's go, there's a battle here that we need to solve quickly."

Khan, just back from burning Prospero. (In the early days of the rebellion, Khan couldn't tell who the traitor was, so he left and said goodbye)