Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

"Decades ago, I helped the Soul Drinkers to recapture their holy relic, the 'Spear of Souls'. In return, I asked the Soul Drinkers to help me eliminate the Genestealers in the Dagonus Hive. During this period, the main force of the Soul Drinkers was almost annihilated because they were supporting the home planet of the Condemners.

"Sarpedon asked me to use Dagonus as my home planet, and I agreed to his request on the condition that the Soul Drinkers abolished the "Military Questions and Answers" from now on."

Vladimir asked:

"You think that 'Military Questions and Answers' does not corrupt the Soul Drinkers, do you?"

"Yes."

Noah said, "But that doesn't mean corruption doesn't exist."

Vladimir turned to Sarpedon:

"Captain Sarpedon, do you have anything to say?"

Sarpedon was silent for a moment, then said slowly:

"When the Chapter was recruiting new soldiers, someone secretly hid and tried to teach the new soldiers the "Questions and Answers on Military Service."

"who is it?"

"Reverend Iktinos."

"Is he here?"

"No. He and all his battle-brothers who may have been corrupted by the 'Military Questions' paid the price of their lives in battle to atone for their sins to the Emperor."

"You think you have weeded out the corruption among the Soul Drinkers, do you?"

"Yes."

Vladimir stopped asking questions because he no longer cared about it.

With a living saint as his surety, Daniast's accusations against the Soul Drinker were no threat.

The corruption of Chaos is everywhere. Every Chapter present has battle-brothers who have been corrupted. Even the Imperial Fists have their own past.

Corruption is a disgrace to the Chapter, but cannot be used as evidence to accuse the entire Chapter of treason.

Vladimir spoke slowly:

"In the tomb of Danyast discovered by the Imperial Fists on Selaka, we found a cache of Soul Drinker gene-seed. The Imperial Fists' apothecaries tested the gene-seed and could not trace it back to the Imperial Fists."

Sarpedon's pupils shrank sharply, because Yang's accusation was far more difficult for him to accept than accusing the Soul Drinker of falling into Chaos!

Zachariah said in a deep voice:

"The Soul Drinkers are the first sub-group of the Second Founding of the Army. Lord Puget, are you sure that this batch of gene seeds originated from the Soul Drinkers?"

"I can't say for sure."

Pug said, "So I applied to Mars to test the Soul Drinker's gene-seed inventory, but the test results showed that even the Soul Drinker's gene-seed inventory on Mars could not be traced back to the Imperial Fists."

This can only mean one thing:

The Soul Drinkers' gene-seed had already been replaced without anyone noticing at some point during these ten thousand years.

Now, everyone's attention was focused on Sarpedon.

Those suspicious looks stung Sarpedon's skin.

Because he understood that once the accusation was proven, such corruption would not only be based on "Questions and Answers about Military Service", but would be intolerable to the empire from the root!

He, and the entire Soul Drinkers Chapter, are all guilty!

Chapter 153 Long Live the Second Legion!

Vladimir looked at Sarpedon with a look of great disappointment:

"Sarpedon, what's your explanation for this?"

He was willing to believe Sarpedon, otherwise he would not have done so much investigation.

Daniyast's accusations were not enough to threaten the Soul Drinker, but the corruption of the gene-seed came from the root, which he could not tolerate!

It is a huge joke that the subsidiary regiment established by the Imperial Fists during the Second Founding is not actually the bloodline of the Imperial Fists!

Sarpedon placed his right fist on his chest and said in a deep voice:

"The Soul Drinker is the son of Rogal Dorn."

Zechariah realized something was wrong, so he quickly asked:

"Can the Soul Drinkers' gene seeds be traced back to other parent groups?"

The Blamers are now in the same boat with the Soul Drinkers. If anything happens to the Soul Drinkers, they can't escape either!

Vladimir shook his head and denied:

"I tested the gene seeds of the nine founding groups, and the results proved that the Soul Drinkers' gene seeds could not be traced back to any of the founding groups."

The atmosphere fell silent again, and everyone understood what this meant:

Since it didn't originate from the nine loyalist founding groups, it could only be from the nine rebellious legions!

This means that Soul Drinkers are the descendants of traitors from the very beginning!

Lysander had never heard such an accusation before, but he finally understood why Vladimir thought this was a trial. He silently put his hand on the plasma gun at his waist to prevent Sarpedon from suddenly attacking and hurting people.

Vladimir asked again:

"Do you have anything else to explain?"

Sarpedon opened his mouth to argue, but what should he say?

The evidence is irrefutable. Is he going to turn around and accuse the Imperial Fist of framing them?

No one will believe it. Instead, people will think that the Soul Drinkers are a group of mad dogs that bite anyone they see, further confirming their identity as traitors!

Sarpedon's voice was a little hoarse as he made his feeble defense:

"Soul Drinkers are loyal."

Vladimir remained silent. Perhaps the Soul Drinkers were indeed loyal, but they were destined to be outcasts from the Empire.

He was sorry, but it was the truth.

Zachariah looked a little grim. If the Soul Drinker was really identified as a traitor, what would happen to the Blamer?

Noah spoke again:

"Captain Pugh."

Vladimir asked:

"Sir Noah, are you still going to defend the Soul Drinkers?"

"Yes."

Noah nodded.

Vladimir asked: "Granted defense, how will you prove the Soul Drinker is loyal?"

Noah glanced at Sarpedon and said:

"The Soul Drinker gene-seed did not originate from Rogal Dorn, that is a fact."

Although he is a Space Marine, Sarpedon looks particularly hunched and lonely at this moment.

Noah continued:

"But it is also true that the Soul Drinker is the son of Rogal Dorn."

This once again caused an uproar among everyone. Isn't this a contradiction?

Vladimir frowned and asked:

"What do you mean?"

Noah did not answer him, but asked:

"Master Pogue, how many Legions Astartes did the Emperor create?"

Vladimir was silent for a moment, and the correct answer was nine.

but……

"Eighteen." He said slowly.

Most of the people of the Empire believe that there are only nine legions in the Empire, and even many Space Marines believe so.

But for the Chapter Master of the Founding Regiment, the truth is not an untouchable secret.

Eighteen legions.

Noah smiled, this was true for most people, even for the start-up group.

Vladimir frowned and said:

"Sir Noah, if you have any objections, you can raise them."

Noah looked around and asked:

“I can talk, but do you really want to listen?”

Most people frowned. What do they really want to hear?

It was no secret to them that the Empire had eighteen legions. Why couldn't they hear that?

"speak."

A deep voice came, "I allow you to speak, and I also allow you to listen."

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from. It was a giant wearing golden power armor.

No one knew him, but the golden power armor was enough to reveal his identity to everyone:

Forbidden army!

Why did the Imperial Guards be alarmed?

Vladimir couldn't understand why no one had told him that the Guards would appear on the Phalanx? When did they come? Why had no one warned him?

Noah listened to the voice of the imperial guards with a subtle look in his eyes, but he was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"The Emperor created twenty legions. Around the time of the Randan Campaign, one legion was disbanded, and some of its members joined the Imperial Fists. Primarch Dorn accepted them and acknowledged them as his own children."

The representatives of each branch of the Imperial Fists stared at Noah intently, and wished they were deaf when they heard his heretical remarks.

"Mr. Noah,"

Vladimir stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice, "You are responsible for your words. Are you sure that what you said is true?"

Noah nodded calmly:

"There should be relevant records in the archives of the Imperial Fists."

In fact, Noah was just guessing because he had no evidence.

Even from a God's perspective, the intelligence on the Second and Eleventh Legions is incomplete, but this is indeed the most likely truth.

Vladimir remained silent and looked at the guard.

The imperial guards said nothing.

But his appearance here is the best proof itself.

"I will find out the truth."

Vladimir said in a deep voice, "Before that, we..."

The commotion of warning voices interrupted his voice and interrupted the trial.

Everyone instinctively looked towards the transparent dome, and the dim light illuminated a spaceship.

It was a pilgrim ship, its engines blazing as it rammed into the Phalanx at full speed!

The Phalanx's defensive array opened fire, which quickly tore through the pilgrim's hull, but failed to stop it, and its burning wreckage continued to crash straight into the hall they were in. The armor plating of the dome was closing, but it was clearly not fast enough!

A blinding light stole their sight, and a spear of light shot out from a distance, striking the wreckage of the pilgrim ship and completely burning it.

clang!

The armor plates of the dome were finally closed at this time, and the lights in the hall illuminated the ugly faces of the Space Marines.

"IMHO,"