Shortly after the new expansion pack was released,
the Warhammer OL official website became the most visited site.
Comments below the videos and expansion announcements rapidly increased at a rate of 999+ per second.
Some young netizens had just finished commenting when they found their newly posted comments pushed to the bottom; the comments were increasing too quickly.
Wu Dang Wang also wants to be a pirate king: "Shocking, they actually updated with another expansion pack."
Lazy Sheep: "You know, the last update was... the last time."
Cthulhu vs. Pretty Girl: "Hehe, new material again. So nice, my fans have been urging me to update Warhammer OL recently."
Little Fish: "A 280-month-old baby wants a game test slot. Is there any kind person out there?"
98k Headshot Horus: "I'm shaking with anger, I order the game officials to immediately, right now, launch the open beta so everyone can play this game."
Three Sticks Break Brotherhood: "When will the officials release the twelfth batch of Player slots??"
Hellfire Adeptus Reporting: "The operations team must have been watching too many videos of Quan Ka Ka recently, otherwise, why would they give the expansion pack such a name?"
Big Fat Caterpillar: "It's over, I've contracted a disease where I'll die if I don't play Warhammer OL. I urgently need a closed beta slot to cure myself."
Plasma Is Not Melta: "Fake, it's all fake. There's no such game as Warhammer OL in this world, it doesn't exist. Unless the officials send me a slot, I absolutely won't believe it."
"......"
The "Spring of Terra" expansion pack was being discussed heatedly online, with high popularity across the entire internet.
Many bloggers could attract a lot of traffic just by editing the videos and images provided by the expansion pack.
Meanwhile, Players in the Warhammer Universe were also discussing the update in the world chat channel.
Warmaster: "After waiting so long, it's finally starting."
"These past few days, I've been wondering why, after being on Terra for so long, it still hasn't started!!"
Tenjiro: "Hahaha, Spring of Terra, let me also experience the joy of Huang Chao."
"Let those nobles see what it means for the imperial treasury to burn to silken ash, and for the public streets to be trampled by the bones of high officials."
Twisted person: "Is it easier to invade Terra than to get into Terra?"
Warmaster: "@Twisted person, you shouldn't say that. Aren't you afraid of the High Lord' iron fist?"
Twisted person: "( _ )?, What's wrong? Do they dare to lay a hand on me?"
Desert: "High Lord: Times have changed. Before, anyone who dared to talk too much would have been killed long ago."
Old Bird: "It's getting cold, and the conservative aristocrats of Terra should die."
Little Alpaca: "Teleporting immediately, I'll be there right away. I want a piece of the pie too."
"Terra, I'm coming! I want to personally open the treasuries of those aristocrats. I want to wear the crown and become an immortal king."
Gray Baby: "Girls also have to hold up half the sky. I'll use my cutest pink bolter to execute those bastards one by one."
Wan Lao: "Kill! Kill! Kill! Chop! Chop! Chop!"
Zigman: "Ah! No, I... you..."
Bald Donkey: "So, I leave with the First Indomitus Crusade Fleet, and you guys cleanse Terra right after?"
Warmaster: "@Zigman @Bald Donkey, teleport back immediately, you can still make it."
Zigman: "Don't even think about it. The Third Fleet here has already mobilized for war, preparing for a full-scale confrontation with Khorne's Blood Crusade! If I went back now, it would shake morale."
Bald Donkey: "We're also getting ready to fight. The situation in the galaxy is terrible right now. We just came out with the Regent and are already preparing for war."
Tenjiro: "When asked, everyone said they were envious. When told to return to Terra, it's either windy or rainy. And they say they're living hard lives out there, constantly complaining to us, right!!"
Warmaster: "We must be loyal to Terra, you bastards, hurry back! No private gains allowed out there."
"......"
The young Players were incredibly enthusiastic about the new expansion pack.
Soon after the expansion pack was released, they all set off for Terra, preparing to participate in the event.
Even industrial Players like Dora and MC Myth rarely came out.
After all, this event could truly be described as very enticing.
Judging by Warhammer OL's penchant for absolute realism,
the "Spring of Terra" expansion pack is highly likely to be a one-time event.
Once missed, there won't be another chance.
Moreover, this expansion pack event, just from its description, reeked of sudden wealth.
Which family isn't powerful and controls vast wealth before being qualified to compete on Terra?
If they were even a little weaker, they wouldn't even have the right to enter the Sol System.
"Spring of Terra" is the only opportunity to legally plunder these families.
Even if the majority of the spoils had to be handed over and then redistributed,
just a little bit leaking out would be enough to make a fortune.
......
The Astronomican is the core of the Astronomican Temple and a famous landmark on Terra.
It connects to the Emperor's Golden Throne and is calibrated and projected through an Astronomican Temple fortress in the Himalayas called 'Hollow Mountain'.
The importance of the Astronomican is self-evident.
Over the past ten thousand years,
the Astronomican has guided the direction of all Imperial ships,
allowing them to successfully cross the Warp and reach their destinations.
The Astronomican's radiant radius is seventy thousand light-years, effectively covering the entire galaxy.
Without the Astronomican, the Imperial Fleet's long-distance Warp jumps would be a fantasy, only able to make fixed-coordinate Warp jumps within 4-5 light-years.
In that case, the Empire would certainly not be able to maintain such a massive size.
Without the Astronomican, there would be no Empire.
After Guilliman arrived on Terra, he applied some lighthouse technology to the Astronomican,
making it a node in the lighthouse network to quickly transmit information
and allowing God Chosen to use the Astronomican for teleportation, traveling between Terra and other regions, fully utilizing their power.
Of course, such long-distance hyperspace teleportation also consumed an extremely exaggerated amount of faith points.
The "Spring of Terra" expansion pack event alone had an incredibly high faith point expenditure.
The Astronomican Temple is responsible for maintaining the Astronomican.
The only job of the staff there is to ensure the normal operation of the Astronomican.
As the conservatives rebelled, the entire situation on Terra became a mess.
Valerian, a Custodian Shield-Captain, was assigned to the Astronomican Temple to maintain order.
Joining him on this mission was Sisters of Silence Aletea.
Some time ago, the Sisters of Silence's convent was attacked.
A landing craft, fully loaded with bombs, crashed directly into the Somnus Convent from orbit above.
That terrifying explosion made people on Terra's surface see a flash, which shows how powerful it was.
If not for a servant who discovered the anomaly and promptly prevented the landing craft from entering the convent,
it's likely that the returning Sisters of Silences would have died in that attack, and the Somnus Convent, which had stood for ten thousand years, would have been reduced to ruins.
That attack made the Sisters of Silences realize that an enemy was hidden in the shadows, wanting to wipe them out.
To eliminate the hidden danger, they dispatched Aletea to investigate the matter.
After a difficult investigation, Aletea discovered that the Somnus Convent explosion was secretly orchestrated by the former Pontifex, Baldur Slytherin.
He was one of the most corrupt among the dismissed High Lord.
His rule was ruthless,
he heavily levied tithes on various dioceses, forcing many planets into destitution,
and he condoned churches in various regions spreading faith in radical ways, leading to the tragic deaths of many innocent people.
At the same time, he was a member of the conservative faction.
He hated change, new ideas, and especially the returning Sisters of Silences.
Because the Soulless, by its mere existence, made many doctrines of the Ecclesiarchy a laughingstock,
he orchestrated the attack on the Somnus Convent, intending to completely eradicate the Sisters of Silences.
To collect evidence of Slytherin's crimes and to avenge the dead,
Aletea came from Luna to Terra, trying to find clues from the active cultists.
During that time, Valerian was leading his company in the Hive City outside the Imperial Palace, purging Heretics and Mutants, and protecting the Imperial Palace from threats.
While on duty, Valerian encountered Aletea's squad, who were investigating Slytherin.
After some discussion and exchange of information, Valerian considered that their goals were the same, so he decided to act with them.
The Custodian and the Sisters of Silences are a perfect combination, once the Emperor's left and right arms.
The combat power they formed together was far stronger than fighting separately,
easily destroying several rebel strongholds, including the Ascension Cathedral.
Churches on Terra are not single buildings but architectural complexes composed of countless halls and cloisters.
The main duty of the Ascension Cathedral is to receive believers who come from all over the galaxy.
And there are many such cathedrals all over Terra.
There are too many devout people; countless believers arrive every day,
which led to those churches constantly expanding.
Nowadays, most churches are very large, almost a city unto themselves.
They have their own guards, scribes, and servants,
equivalent to states within a state.
The conservative faction of the church controlled the Ascension Cathedral.
The priests inside openly declared their support for the rebels and used words to incite the ignorant to join the rebellion,
deceiving the ignorant believers with lies, making them feel that they were resisting the oppression of the reformers and fighting to defend the Emperor's honor and vision.
Of course, these people were eventually sacrificed by the former Minister of the Interior, Iltutmish Hitmoen, and the former Pontifex, Slytherin, becoming part of the conservative faction's political performance.
Before Aletea and Valerian took action, Iltutmish Hitmoen had already launched an attack on the 'rebels' with his allies.
First, naval warships launched lance strikes from orbit.
Then, large numbers of Astra Militarum and Minotaurs Chapter troops air-dropped to the surface,
killing all the rebels with overwhelming force.
Immediately after, Iltutmish Hitmoen publicly spoke, claiming to stop reforms and restore the old order.
He also demanded that all major families sign a petition to collectively pressure the Primarch of the Indomitus Crusade to abolish the Saint's position as Regent.
At this point, all conspiracies surfaced.
The rebellions and cult activities erupting in various Hive City on Terra were all supported by Iltutmish Hitmoen and others.
Aletea saw many emaciated children and women's bodies in the ruined Ascension Cathedral.
Most of the rebels were just hungry civilians, Emperor's believers fooled by lies.
They thought they were fighting for the Emperor, resisting tyranny and oppression, but in reality, they became political tools for others.
To gain political capital, Iltutmish Hitmoen sacrificed them without hesitation.
Aletea wanted to continue fighting; she would never compromise with those damned traitors.
Just then, Senior General Tura, the commander of the Astartes, suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
He forcibly ordered all Astartes and Sisters of Silences to leave the battlefield and go to various places to maintain order.
Valerian and Aletea were no exception; they were assigned to the Astropathic Choir to maintain order.
"The Astartes Commander is simply protecting those scoundrels."
"This is betrayal, betrayal of the Saint, betrayal of the Primarch."
When Aletea received the transfer order, she was furious, at one point believing Senior General Tura was also part of the rebels.
Otherwise, why would he protect those High Lord who committed treason?!
Valerian also doubted Senior General Tura's loyalty for a time, fearing he had defected to the enemy.
But their confusion was quickly dispelled.
As the quantum engine installed in the Astropathic Choir roared, bright light appeared in the spacious Astropathic Hall.
Those strangely dressed God Chosen emerged from the light.
There were Astartes, Primaris Space Marines, Battle Sisters, and Soullesss.
They cheered, looking very excited.
They then boarded transport ships and went to various parts of Terra to suppress the rebels.
Immediately after,
Astartes squads dispatched to maintain order, along with the Inquisition and some members of the Adeptus Arbites, took action against the families supporting Iltutmish Hitmoen.
In addition, the Saint, who was supposed to be severely wounded and comatose, was witnessed appearing above the Imperial Palace.
A series of messages made Valerian realize that everything that had happened before was just an appetizer for the "luring the snake out of its hole" scheme.
And now, it was the real main course.
"What a deep calculation!!"
Valerian thought the traitors' calculations were deep enough, but who would have thought that the reformists, led by the Saint, had calculated even deeper.
There's an old saying on Terra: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
But who would have thought that behind the oriole, there was also a hunter.
The identities of the Saint, the Astartes Commander, and the Inquisition were precisely the final hunters.
"What happened?"
Aletea, as a Sisters of Silence, was completely bewildered.
Why did the situation on Terra become more confusing the more she looked at it!
Her little head felt like it was going to overload and burn out!
Seeing Aletea's bewildered and confused expression, Valerian briefly explained the entire development of the situation to her.
Iltutmish Hitmoen and other conservatives secretly planned the explosion of the Fifth Fleet and supported the cults and rebels on Terra.
Firstly, to weaken the reformists' prestige and create fear.
Secondly, to legitimately mobilize troops into Terra, control the situation, and then launch an armed coup.
When news spread from the Imperial Palace that the Saint had been assassinated and was severely wounded and comatose,
They seized the opportunity to act, defeat the rebels they supported,
Seize moral high ground, and force the reformists to stop reforms.
And return to the original state.
Undoubtedly, this was a successful conspiracy.
However, all of this was tacitly approved by the reformists led by the Saint.
The purpose was to let the conservatives swell with pride and voluntarily step into the spotlight.
And now, it was time for the final reckoning.
"The enemy controls the Minotaurs Chapter, as well as the Naval Fleet and Astra Militarum regiments. If both sides go to war, won't Terra be turned into a wasteland?"
Valerian's explanation made Aletea understand the cause and effect of the matter.
But she keenly noticed a problem.
The enemy controlled too much power.
If both sides went to war, Terra would face a serious threat.
Valerian also frowned; Aletea's concerns were not unfounded.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The entire Terra, including the Emperor's Shrine in low orbit, was glowing.
The Astropathic Choir erupted with unprecedented strong light, incredibly bright, illuminating everything.
Loud hymns sounded out of nowhere, like billions of beings singing from the other shore, transmitted to this realm.
This was not the power of the Warp, but the power of faith, coming from countless humans.
Therefore, not only Valerian, but even Aletea felt this power.
"What is going on?" Aletea showed a look of confusion.
At this moment, crying sounds came from nearby.
Valerian and Aletea exchanged glances, then followed the sound and found several servants of the Astropathic Choir standing by the window.
Intense light streamed in from outside, incredibly bright, illuminating the dim hall.
The servants' bodies twitched uncontrollably, crying incessantly.
"Why are you crying?" Valerian asked.
"We are crying for the rising of the sun."
A servant turned his head and replied to them.
Valerian and Aletea, filled with confusion, walked to the window.
They looked out through the window.
A golden sun was streaking across Terra's sky.
...
When that golden sun descended,
The Supreme Commander of the Astra Militarum, Ashariel, one of the Twelve High Lord, realized his foolishness.
His power and status came from the ancient laws of the Imperium.
And the creator and maintainer of the laws was the Emperor; His will decided everything.
The High Lord merely issued orders in His name.
It was because of the Emperor's existence that people were willing to accept the High Lord' orders.
It was because of the Emperor's existence that people were willing to endure the utterly absurd bureaucratic system.
The nobility of nobles was not because they were born noble, but because the lingering glow left by their ancestors serving the Emperor made them noble.
For the past ten thousand years, the Emperor had remained silent.
Over time, the High Lord developed a misconception, mistakenly believing that they were the masters of the Imperium.
The nobles also developed an absurd misconception, believing that their bloodline was inherently nobler than ordinary people, and therefore they should occupy the ruling position.
But when His messenger descended to the mortal world,
All laws lost their meaning, and so-called ancient bloodlines were meaningless.
The Saint did not need the recognition of laws, nor did he need the recognition of the High Lord.
He was the Emperor's messenger.
This alone was enough to make every citizen of the Imperium offer their life and soul.
Alex, enveloped in golden light, stood in the air, looking down at the numerous Astra Militarum soldiers.
"As guardians of the Imperium, will you betray your oaths? Will you betray the Emperor?"
Alex's voice was powerful, penetrating the entire battlefield.
Clang!
An Astra Militarum soldier threw down his weapon.
Then came the second, the third.
One after another, group after group.
Mere words disintegrated the rebels' morale, making them lay down their weapons and kneel on one knee.
"Get up, shoot him."
"Damn it, I told you to shoot him."
Ashariel roared hoarsely, giving orders to various units, but no one listened to him.
The units selected for this operation were all those Ashariel could trust.
But after the Saint appeared and spoke a few words, the soldiers one by one knelt on one knee on the ground,
Weeping profusely, they swore allegiance to the figure enveloped in golden light.
They knelt in the light, begging for the Saint's forgiveness and mercy,
Ignoring his orders as the Supreme Commander of the Astra Militarum.
"Sir, you must leave."
A subordinate said, "The tide has turned."
Ashariel's face showed despair, but he knew what the subordinate said was true.
"Go."
Ashariel's voice was incredibly bitter; he was about to leave with the last few subordinates loyal to him,
But the next second, one of the servants transformed into an assassin in a tight leather suit.
The assassin's movements were as swift as a ghost.
In just a breath's time, he killed all the subordinates next to Ashariel and injected him with a sedative.
"Fadix!!"
Ashariel realized the assassin was a shapeshifter from the Callidus Temple, the most commonly used assassin by the Assassinorum.
Damn it!
Fadix was not on their side!!
Before losing consciousness, Ashariel thought of this, but it was too late; he fell asleep.
Ashariel was captured, and all the mobilized Astra Militarum regiments surrendered without a single one resisting.
This scene surprised many people,
Including Senior General Tura, Ers, and other Imperial heroes.
They had thought there would be at least a fierce battle to take down this Supreme Commander of the Astra Militarum.
Who would have thought that the Saint would seize the opponent's military power without shedding a drop of blood,
Turning all of the opponent's schemes into a laughingstock.
When the Players learned of this, their emotions were exceptionally stable.
They had been shocked countless times by the Guide and were already numb.
If, one day, the Guide were to be in a sorry state, then they would be curious!
The Guide was like the game's official favorite son.
Whenever he appeared, it was always a highlight moment.
Alex stood in the air, his wings gently flapping, looking down at the vast Astra Militarum regiments.
The effect of combining [Divine Omen] with skills like [Emperor's Blessing] and [Light of the Emperor] exceeded expectations.
Most of the Astra Militarum, upon seeing him, immediately knelt down, giving up resistance.
Of course, the reckoning would not target these soldiers who laid down their weapons.
Most soldiers were merely following orders and did not know the full story; there was no need for excessive scrutiny.
After taking over, a screening would be conducted within the forces,
And conservative members holding important positions would be cleared out.
"Iltutmish Hitmoen, I f*** your mother."
"This damned scoundrel, he ruined us."
"Damn it all."
"..."
Many families, upon learning of the Saint's return and his easy victory over Ashaliel, gaining command of the Astra Militarum, cursed angrily.
Being able to establish themselves on Terra, they were naturally not fools.
They could clearly see that Iltutmish Hitmoen, that idiot, had been manipulated the entire time.
That messy business of signing the joint letter would drag them all down.
The Astra Militarum had completely turned to the Saint, and the Navy was probably not optimistic either.
Without the army, the conservatives lost their biggest bargaining chip.
They no longer even had the right to threaten the reformers and make them sit down and negotiate.
Only liquidation awaited the conservatives.
The various families fell into despair, using all their connections and networks, offering immense wealth,
only to sever ties with Iltutmish Hitmoen and other traitors, and once again pledge loyalty to the Emperor and the Saint.
However, everything they did was in vain.
The God Chosen, the Inquisition, the Adeptus Arbites, and the Custodes jointly came to their doors, demanding they immediately surrender their weapons.
In that case, there was still a chance for a trial.
Anyone who dared to resist arrest would be fired upon directly, resulting in a bloodbath.
...
In Terra's low orbit,
on the Bridge of the Supreme Bloodline.
Jack, as the Speaker, was held captive here.
Around her were a group of Navy commanders, advisors, and guards.
In addition, there were several Minotaurs Chapter Space Marines.
Iltutmish Hitmoen, Slytherin, and Perris, among other conservative High Lord, were all here.
After suppressing the rebels, delivering speeches, and demanding that the various families sign the joint letter, they were once full of confidence, believing Terra was already within their grasp.
Reforms would cease, and the Saint would have to return to his rightful place, tail between his legs.
They would once again rule the Imperium, and both the Primarch and the Saint would have to serve them.
However, when the Saint returned and the God Chosen appeared on Terra, the smiles vanished from their faces.
When the Saint took Ashaliel and gained the loyalty of the Astra Militarum, they fell into deep despair.
Their conspiracy was like a bubble, easily popped and destroyed.
"Initiate attack, Terra has rebelled."
Perris, as the Supreme Grand Admiral of the Navy, issued the order,
intending to use the Navy fleet assembled in low orbit to attack Terra.
If this armed coup failed, a terrible reckoning awaited her.
She would never allow that to happen.
"This order is too foolish to execute."
"We cannot attack Terra, much less the Saint."
"Supreme Grand Admiral, are you asking us to defy the Emperor and become shameful traitors?"
"If we open fire, we will go to hell."
Many captains refused to obey Perris's order.
They knew very well that Perris's authority came from the Emperor.
If they were facing other High Lord and opened fire, they could still console themselves that it wasn't a rebellion, but rather the elimination of traitors.
But now, the Emperor's Saint was on Terra.
Once they opened fire, it would be an act of betrayal against the Emperor.
"I told you to open fire, not to talk nonsense."
Perris screamed hysterically, demanding the captains open fire.
However, not a single ship opened fire.
Even if there were conservative members who wanted to open fire, they were firmly restrained by others, or even shot on the spot,
after all, this was no laughing matter.
Once they opened fire, the entire ship would be declared an excommunicate traitoris.
"Void shields are being lowered."
"Increased psychic activity detected, forces are boarding the Supreme Bloodline."
"Boarding action, this is a boarding action."
The Bridge crew shouted continuously.
Clearly, the loyal forces of the Imperium had come to settle accounts with them.
Perris slumped onto the Captain's throne, a bitter smile on her face.
It was all over, all over.
"No matter what! Let's leave immediately." Slytherin said, walking out of the Bridge,
but the next second, several long-hidden assassins suddenly struck,
and in just a few exchanges, they killed all the personal guards around the High Lord,
and at the same time, they controlled everyone.
"Why? Fadix, why betray us?"
Iltutmish Hitmoen's eyes widened as he looked at Fadix, who stood calmly not far away, and cried out in despair.
"I am loyal to the Emperor." Fadix's tone was calm.
"Everything we did, wasn't it to restore the sacred laws established by the Emperor?" Iltutmish Hitmoen shouted.
"I'm not a child, I can tell the truth from lies." Fadix said.
At this moment, the loyal forces of the Imperium poured in, quickly taking control of the Bridge.
With this, all the conservative High Lord involved in the rebellion were captured.
Meanwhile,
at the Minotaurs Chapter's Fortress Monastery.
The Emperor Niuma Battle Group expended Battle Group merits to have Cortana disable the enemy's void shields, then launched a boarding action.
"Blow up these bull-headed people."
"Avenge the Crying Men."
"..."
The Warmaster and others shouted various slogans as they stormed into the Minotaurs Chapter's Fortress Monastery and began a massive looting.
The Minotaurs Chapter had always been the enforcers of the High Lord' Council, and they were incredibly wealthy.
Even the newly released Primaris upgrade, they had obtained through the High Lord.
The Players of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group clashed with the Space Marines of the Minotaurs Chapter,
while the Warmaster and Chapter Master Morlock engaged in battle.
Morlock wore exaggerated, heavy armor and a crimson cloak.
In one hand, he held an ancient-looking power spear, and in the other, a round shield with obscure symbols.
His physique was far larger than other Space Marines, like a small giant.
The battle between the Warmaster and Morlock was extremely fierce.
Every collision of greatsword and spear produced a powerful clang.
Morlock's strength was incredibly exaggerated.
Each thrust of the power spear made the Warmaster feel as if he had been hit by a high-speed vehicle.
But with his superb skill and the enhancement of various abilities, the Warmaster ultimately achieved victory.
Morlock was knocked to the ground.
Just as the Warmaster intended to finish off his opponent, a pillar of light suddenly appeared,
and the current Chief of the Departmento Munitorum, Roscavler, emerged.
"Lord God Chosen, please stop."
Roscavler shouted, making the Warmaster's sword stop at Morlock's throat.
"It's over, now the Minotaurs Chapter is on our side." Roscavler said as quickly as possible.
"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." The Warmaster turned to Roscavler, frowning.
"The Minotaurs Chapter is loyal to the High Lord of Terra, a meticulously forged sharp sword, whose purpose is to eliminate the Council's enemies."
Roscavler said, "Whoever gains control of the Departmento Munitorum, they obey their orders."
"We have already captured Iltutmish Hitmoen, so control of this sword has fallen into our hands."
Hearing Roscavler's words, the Warmaster could only stop.
Although the Minotaurs Chapter had switched sides, the Players of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group didn't let them off so easily.
They took half of the Minotaurs Chapter's holy relics, weapons, equipment, and warships as their spoils of war.
Morlock, as the Chapter Master, was naturally unwilling,
but the Warmaster did not back down in the slightest.
"Isn't this what you used to do to other Battle Groups?"
"If you're unwilling, we can fight again. But I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep the remaining half."
Under Roscavler's suppression, it was impossible for the Minotaurs Chapter to initiate a new battle.
Chapter Master Morlock could only swallow this loss.
...
The High Lord were captured, the Minotaurs Chapter was controlled by Roscavler and ordered to leave Terra.
The grand armed coup was thus resolved.
The High Lord were sent to the gallows, broadcast live to all of Terra.
Countless citizens would witness the execution of the rebellious High Lord.
Alex appeared at the execution ground, maintaining his divine form as always.
When he spoke, his voice thundered through the sky, rumbling loudly.
"Citizens of the Imperium, do not be deceived by false lies, do not cling to a painful and unworthy past."
"Although the path to a new era is fraught with hardships and dangers, persevering will bring you happiness."
"The current Imperium is not the Emperor's vision; He never intended for you to live in a hell of despair. Everything those traitors said is a lie."
"The Emperor never intended for you to be born into suffering, never intended for you to live in oppression and injustice."
"In His grand design, humanity should be the masters of this universe, enjoying happiness and joy."
"But these shameful traitors twisted the Emperor's holy will, deceiving you with lies, solely to protect their own power from being taken away."
"Such behavior is intolerable and must be punished."
"In the Emperor's name, I declare that they shall be put to death."
After speaking, Alex waved his hand,
and the High Lord were hanged and injected with neurotoxin.
They struggled hard, but soon after, they stopped moving, dying like stray dogs on the side of the road.
However, the matter did not completely end there.
On the contrary, this was merely the beginning.
A bloody and brutal purge would begin.