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Chapter 174 - Chapter 174 : Madam, you don’t want anything to happen to your child, do you?

Alex shared the acquired Primaris technology with Dante, allowing him to quickly restore the numbers of those Warbands so they could once again serve the Imperium.

The losses from the Baal campaign were too great; eight Warbands were completely annihilated, and many Warbands were left with only one or two warriors, making reconstruction difficult.

Only by supplementing them with warriors who had been created using the Blood Angels' gene-seed and undergone Primaris upgrades, and then popularizing Primaris technology, could those heavily casualties Warbands be rebuilt.

"Primaris technology was developed by the Archmagos Belisarius Cawl over ten thousand years, combining the Emperor's original Astartes technology with knowledge from the original mother-stock."

"It will grant you greater strength, faster speed, tougher life, and more lethal combat power."

"Not only will the Blood Angels be Primaris-ized, but other Warbands will also push for Primaris; the current Regent of the Imperium, Roboute Guilliman, the Primarch of the Ultramarines, wants to use this technology to reclaim the galaxy for humanity."

To alleviate Dante's concerns about Primaris technology, Alex also brought Dante to the Imperial Glory and had him communicate with Terra.

When Guilliman appeared in the projection with Terra as the background, a look of shock appeared on Dante's face.

The Saint and the Primarch had actually mastered such advanced technology, capable of real-time communication without relying on the Warp.

Dante had experienced countless battles and deeply understood the importance of communication in warfare.

If Baal had possessed this communication technology, the Blood Angels would never have been unilaterally crushed by the Tyranids / Tyranid.

"You always bring me surprises, Saint; your diligence makes me ashamed."

"You not only reversed the decline of the Calixis Sector but also saved Baal."

"While you were doing these things, I was still wasting time with those damned bureaucrats."

Guilliman's words were humorous and interesting, not at all like a stern leader, which significantly relaxed Dante's tense mood.

He had seen Roboute Guilliman before, but that was on Macragge, and the other party was still in a stasis field, infinitely close to death.

"Everyone has their own duties, Regent. Your duty is to maintain the Imperium as much as possible, while my duty is to find ways to make the Imperium better."

"If you hadn't wasted time dealing with those bureaucrats, I'm afraid the Imperium would have long since fallen apart, and how could I have remained unscathed?"

Alex smiled faintly, his tone relaxed.

"Hahaha." Guilliman laughed heartily, "Oh, Saint, you always find a way to comfort me."

"It's the truth; now, please allow me to introduce you to an important person."

Alex slightly moved aside, gesturing for Dante to step in front of the projection so that the equipment could capture his image and transmit it to the other end of the communication.

"This is Dante, the Chapter Master of the Blood Angels Chapter; they have just endured a brutal battle, defending their home world with fearless sacrifice," Alex introduced.

Guilliman looked at Dante, "I heard about the Baal campaign; you defeated the tendril of the Leviathan Tyranid Fleet and won, which is one of the few good news for the Imperium."

"Dante, you have done exceptionally well; the Emperor and Sanguinius will be proud of you, and countless citizens of the Imperium will remember your sacrifices."

"This is what we should do, Primarch," Dante saluted the Primarch, his tone humble.

"Don't be so polite with me. Although I am on Terra, I have learned about the entire campaign through the Saint, and no one could have done better than you," Guilliman said.

"Baal will be rebuilt and become a better world. By then, the lighthouse network will firmly bind it to Terra, and then we will be able to unite all our strength to fight against Chaos."

"I would be delighted to see such a future, Regent," Dante said, "My main purpose for this communication is to inquire about the Primaris Astartes."

Guilliman said, "Primaris technology was improved by Belisarius Cawl based on the original foundation; it is stronger and more suitable for today's battlefield."

"After the Great Rift unfolded, the power of the Chaos Gods increased to an unprecedented level, and so did the minions of Chaos. If we continue to be conservative and unwilling to make changes, then the future of humanity will be a dark one, with no light to be seen."

...

Guilliman, with his excellent eloquence, persuaded Dante to accept Primaris technology.

After the communication ended, Dante returned to the Angel Keep, which was being rebuilt.

He sent people to notify the surviving Warbands, asking them to send representatives to attend a meeting.

At the meeting, Dante wore his golden armor as always.

When the representatives sat down, he revealed the entire matter, informing them that Primaris technology would be used to rebuild each Warband.

This matter raised questions.

The representative of the Holy Angels Warband spoke first.

"Lord of Blood, I want to know if this matter crosses a line. The Astartes are a gift from the Emperor to us."

"If Guilliman dares to interfere with the Emperor's work, what if he takes it a step further?"

These words caused murmuring.

It must be said, this was indeed a very dangerous thing.

Guilliman was the only living Primarch, his prestige and power unmatched, and no one could challenge him.

If he tried to gradually erode the Emperor's foundation, and then chose to crown himself Emperor when the time was right, who could stop him?

"That statement is nonsense; our Primarch would never support Guilliman becoming Emperor."

Seth interrupted the discussion.

"In a sense, the Saint is not our…"

The representative's words were cut short by Seth's cold gaze.

The Flesh Tearers Chapter Master held a chainaxe in his hand, clearly indicating that if the other party dared to utter half a word of disrespect, he wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson on the spot.

"The Saint is our Primarch. If you had personally witnessed the despairing charge of the Blood Knights Warband, you would not question my words."

"The Saint is our salvation, and our hope."

Seth led the Flesh Tearers Battle Group and the Blood Knights Warband to guard Baal Secundus.

When Kharbanda descended, they almost lost themselves to the rage.

It was the relic of Sanguinius that saved them.

The Blood Knights Warband was not so lucky.

They were all corrupted, and only by relying on their last will did they charge the demons, preventing themselves from becoming slaves of the Chaos Gods.

Seth would never forget that scene.

The Black Rage and Blood Thirst would strike again and again; without the Saint's help, the dark fate of the Bloodline would irreversibly befall everyone.

"Now, you have a chance. If you want to oppose the Saint, then step forward," Seth looked around at everyone. "I will have a one-on-one death match with him."

There was a silence in the meeting hall; no one was willing to duel their own brother over such a matter.

Seeing no one step forward, Seth smiled.

"Since that's the case, then don't say such things again in the future."

"Even the Astartes Codex never said that the Blood Angels only have one Primarch."

At this moment, Dante spoke.

"Since no one objects, let's begin discussing how to promote Primaris-ization and how to receive aid from Terra."

"We will reforged the Legion of Blood, restore the The Great Angel's glory, and spread the Saint's name to every corner of the galaxy."

...

Imperial Glory,

Alex did not leave the ship with Dante but returned to the control room to check his rewards.

Limited Time Mission: Assist the Blood Angels Chapter in resisting the Leviathan Fleet (Completed)

Faith Value Reward has been issued; please go to the Praying Sanctuary to claim equipment reward

Just as Alex was about to head to the Praying Sanctuary to claim his equipment reward, a new golden light screen appeared.

Congratulations on gaining experience

LV17 -> LV18

Comprehended Skill: Combat Focus,

Upon entering this state, the host's attention will be highly concentrated on combat, keenly perceiving every combat detail, and combined with precognition, will display terrifying combat power.

Comprehended Skill: Multitasking,

Upon entering this state, the host can simultaneously handle multiple complex tasks. When applied to areas such as managing government affairs or commanding battles, it will have unexpected effects.

Comprehended Skill: Space Mastery,

Can distort spatial dimensions to hide one's form, launch attacks, and has various applications, but requires self-development.

"This is making me an all-rounder who can fight and farm!"

"Damn it, Emperor, you wouldn't be thinking of milking one sheep dry, would you? I'll go bald for real."

When Alex saw the new skills he had acquired, his heart instantly skipped a beat, and he secretly thought, "Not good."

This skill combination clearly meant he was destined to be cannon fodder!!

Only the latter skills were decent.

By then, he could wear a storage ring and cosplay as Doctor Strange, drawing circles to run around.

As Alex was thinking about where to get a Doctor Strange-style cape, he suddenly thought of an important question:

By the way, who is more powerful, Tzeentch or Doctor Strange?

How about Tzeentch compared to Scarlet Witch?

After some thought, Alex had to come to a helpless conclusion,

These two magic-focused heroes, facing a villain like Tzeentch, would surely lose everything, down to their underwear.

They might even be puffed up and end up sitting at the same table as Magnus.

Because Tzeentch has no weaknesses, while Doctor Strange and Scarlet Witch have a ton of weaknesses!

Just imagining Tzeentch holding Scarlet Witch's two children, cackling coldly.

"Madam, you wouldn't want anything to happen to your children, would you?!"

Alex didn't even dare to imagine what would happen in that scene.

If Slaanesh were to come, it would be even more terrifying.

Just as Alex was imagining what Scarlet Witch would look like being coerced by Slaanesh, a new light screen appeared before him.

You have reached level 18, fulfilling the conditions for a second awakening.

"Second awakening?"

Alex recalled what Oll Persson, the Emperor's first Warmaster, had said when he last entered the City of Dust.

He mentioned giving something to him in advance. Could it be the power of the second awakening?

At this moment, a surge of heat erupted from Alex's body, flowing into his limbs.

The power he had obtained in the City of Dust was resurfacing, reshaping Alex once again.

The entire process lasted for a very short time, or perhaps this power slowed down the flow of time around him, giving the illusion that the reshaping was completed quickly.

After the reshaping, Alex could clearly feel his body becoming more robust and stronger.

The power within him surged like a tide.

"It seems that level 18 is when Players advance to Primaris and undergo their second awakening."

"This awakening node is 100% confirmed; it's probably because I played too many dungeon crawlers."

Alex stretched his limbs, felt the power within him, and then went to find Cortana.

He wanted her to assess his strength and also to discuss some other matters.

...

Baal's surface.

The resurrected Little Fatty, looking dejected, quickly walked into Angel Keep and went straight to the Blood Angels Chaplain Odamael.

"Welcome, God Chosen, is there anything I can help you with?" Odamael said.

"I need to submit the 'Reclaiming Thirstwater' mission and also receive a new mission," Little Fatty said.

"Alright, God Chosen."

Odamael reached out and operated on his holographic interface, entering the God Chosen's ID and assigning the mission to him.

On Little Fatty's side, a mission prompt simultaneously appeared in his database.

Mission: Assist the Blood Angels Chapter in checking the surviving civilians.

Although the Battle of Baal has ended, the aftermath has not yet subsided. The Blood Angels Chapter is short on manpower and unable to complete the aftermath work. Please assist them in checking the surviving mortals.

Base Reward: 24,000 Contribution Points, 7,000 Honor Points, 12,000 Faith Points.

Bonus Reward: Determined based on work performance or the discovery of corrupted targets.

"These God Chosen are truly diligent; their loyalty to the Emperor makes us ashamed," Odamael exclaimed sincerely as he watched Little Fatty walk away.

Thirstwater is a liquid organism found on Baal Prime and its two moons.

It looks like water but provides no nutrients or hydration.

Instead, it absorbs all moisture from any living creature it touches.

To combat the Tyranid, the Blood Angels Chapter placed all the Thirstwater they could find into the moat of Angel Keep.

When Tyranid entered the moat, their bodily fluids would be completely consumed by the Thirstwater.

This creature is very deadly, and no one is willing to come into contact with it. Only the God Chosen are willing to undertake this responsibility.

In return, they are given Contribution Points, Honor Points, Faith Points, and a relic no longer in use, all redeemable with throne.

Originally, Odamael wouldn't have been too moved by just this.

But when he learned that these God Chosen were diligently completing missions and accumulating Contribution Points to purchase equipment, all for the sake of better serving the Emperor, he was stunned.

What kind of loyalty is this?!

Odamael admitted that if he were told to be a mercenary, earn money for equipment, and then serve the Emperor, he definitely couldn't do it without complaining.

But these God Chosen did it, and they were even happy about it.

Loyalty, no words needed.

...

Baal,

A desolate mountain range,

It was rarely visited by people, only desolate deserts and exposed rocky peaks.

Not far from here was a small town, but it was already deserted.

Presumably, it had been evacuated to Angel Keep or other safe areas before the war began.

The roar of a gunship engine broke the silence of this desolate area.

After the Players of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group and other Warbands had divided the Tyranids / Tyranid cake, they began to excavate the ruins of Baal, preparing to make a fortune from tomb raiding.

Tenjiro, under the guise of inspection, entered the Blood Angels Chapter's library and found many ancient books there.

Now, all they had to do was follow the clues provided in the ancient books and search for them one by one.

"To seek dragons, divide gold, look at the winding mountains; one layer of winding is one pass; if the pass has eight layers of danger, there must be a king buried here."

Twisted person mumbled incessantly, reciting something under his breath.

The Warmaster couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him on the back of the head.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you think this is tomb raiding?"

Twisted person turned his head, looking at the Warmaster in shock.

"Aren't we tomb raiding? What if there's a Necron Dynasty under Baal?!"

Wan Lao rolled his eyes. "What, did the Necron Dynasty consult a feng shui master before choosing their slumbering grounds?"

Twisted person said, "Maybe they just like that sort of thing. I've also systematically studied a few years of Ghost Blows Out the Light and The Grave Robbers' Chronicles. Tomb raiding and excavating ruins, it's a sure thing."

"Later, you all listen to me; I guarantee we'll return with a full load."

"Let's not, listening to your half-baked feng shui is worse than learning numerology," Tenjiro quipped.

"Damn traitor, feng shui is an important method for humans to understand the Warp! How can you use Mortarion's idiotic writings to defame it?" Twisted person shouted.

...

Baal once had multiple races.

Humans were the most recent ones.

When the first colonists arrived, Baal was already empty, with only a large number of alien architectural remnants.

The colonists destroyed all those alien structures and then built their own cities.

At its most glorious, human cities covered the entire surface of Baal.

Baal's two moons were even shaped into paradises.

With the arrival of the Age of Strife and the Age of Eternal Night, paradise turned into hell due to war.

People forgot the past, and the survivors became Mutants due to radiation.

The magnificent urban ruins and monuments forged with mythical technology on Baal Prime and its two moons stood unyielding in the long river of time, proclaiming Baal's past glory.

There are endless wars in the galaxy, and the Blood Angels Chapter, busy rushing about, did not have the energy to excavate those secrets.

And mortals lacked the ability and equipment to delve into dangerous areas with strong radiation.

Thus, those secrets remained buried beneath the desert.

And today, with the arrival of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group,

A ruin in the desolate desert was opened.

Around the mountain range, there were still ruins of ancient buildings.

They were filled with intense radiation capable of killing mortals.

Even after ten thousand years, those structures had not completely weathered away, still remaining on the mountain range.

After scanning the entire mountain with advanced equipment,

The Players of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group found a way into the mountain's interior.

Whether it was luck or the Emperor blessing them,

The ruin they were exploring had not been opened by anyone before.

They reached the end of the path, eventually blocked by a heavy door.

On the door were two lifelike angel figures.

One was drawn with gold lines, and the other with black lines.

And the two angels knelt before the Angel King, who wore a laurel wreath on his throne.

Twisted person examined the patterns and then said, "Golden Angel, Dark Angel, and the Angel King."

"What is this?" The Warmaster widened his eyes and looked at Tenjiro, the Warhammer expert beside him.

Tenjiro frowned slightly. "Have you ever heard how demons are born?"

"The echoes of deeds performed in the Reality, manifesting as entities in the Warp, that is a demon," Sea Turtle said.

Tenjiro paced back and forth, and after a moment, he finally offered his conjectured answer.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Golden Angel should be Saint Geleno, and this Dark Angel is the embodiment of the Blood Thirst and the Black Rage, and this Angel King should be Sanguinius."

"Every planet has power; while Primarchs shape them, they also shape the Primarchs. When Saint Geleno died for Sanguinius, he achieved apotheosis, becoming an angel, and this Dark Angel is still being conceived."

"This is an ancient prophecy. When humanity first colonized Baal, this prophecy was carved onto the walls. It seems we are about to find some good things."

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