"I want to rebuild the Nine Traitor Legions."
Sith spoke calmly, but the words, reaching the ears of those below him, instantly made their eyes widen.
Especially Daviello, who stood straight up from his seat in an instant.
The expectation he had never received from his own gene-father was, for the first time, coming from Sith.
Van Roth also widened his eyes in shock, his breathing even becoming rapid.
Until Van Roth suppressed his excitement, took two deep breaths, and asked as calmly as he could:
"It is naturally good that you have this idea, my lord."
"But Astartes cannot be obtained solely from traitors. If we want to expand the army in the future, where will we get gene-seed that hasn't been corrupted by the Warp?"
Van Roth did not know about Sith's hundredfold positive feedback, but Sith looked completely certain:
"I have the blessing of the God-Emperor; the gene-seed of the Astartes under my command will gradually become pure again."
Van Roth: "???"
Van Roth's mouth twitched; he actually couldn't refute that.
But while Van Roth was silent, Ana, on the other side, raised a more practical question.
"Even if we possess sufficiently pure gene-seed, we currently have no 'Chapter Apothecary'. Who will be able to perform the Astartes transformation surgery on the recruits?"
Upon hearing this, Van Roth quickly looked over, and the excited Daviello also froze for a moment before sitting back down, somewhat deflated.
Without an Apothecary, there are no Astartes recruits.
Sith finally frowned upon hearing this, as this was also a problem for which he had not yet found a solution.
Just as everyone was silent, an unfamiliar voice from the corner broke the silence at this moment.
"My lords, I do know of an Apothecary."
Everyone looked over to see an Emperor's Children Astartes who happened to be on duty. When Sith saw it was an Emperor's Children, a figure suddenly flashed through his mind.
Then, with Sith's eyes gradually lighting up, the Emperor's Children slowly spoke:
"Our Emperor's Children Legion's former Chief Apothecary, Fabius Bayer."
Van Roth's eyes stalled, while Daviello showed an expression of both admiration and anger.
Sith stood up slowly, his breathing becoming heavy.
Because Bayer was the ultimate technical expert of the Chaos faction, and even more so, the 'Dora Cawl' of the Chaos faction.
Guilliman was only able to launch the Indomitus Crusade because of 'Dora Cawl', and the Chaos faction was only able to continuously produce Astartes because of Bayer.
As the two individuals with the most powerful technical capabilities in the galaxy right now, outsiders might be relatively vague about Bayer's name, but another nickname of his was thunderous to the ear.
Sith looked at the Emperor's Children, and upon confirming it was indeed Bayer, he silently recited his nickname:
"The Galaxy's Number One Apothecary..."
"Old Chinese Doctor!"
Sith was temporarily silent. Van Roth looked at the Emperor's Children before him; if the other party hadn't been completely 'whitewashed' and wasn't one of the most loyal groups to Sith among the traitors, Van Roth would have even suspected whether Tzeentch had stepped in to pull some trick again.
Because in this fucked-up galaxy, whenever you encounter any 'coincidence' or 'fate', it's always right to first curse 'Five-Eyed Blue Bird'.
Especially right now; Sith needed an Apothecary one moment, and the next moment someone came out saying they knew one, and it happened to be the number one Apothecary recognized by both the Galactic Empire and Chaos. This was just too coincidental!
Van Roth scrutinized this Emperor's Children with the gaze of an Inquisitor, while Daviello, who had been relatively silent on the other side, spoke at this moment:
"Actually, not only does he know, I know too."
Sith: "?"
Van Roth: "???"
Everyone looked over in confusion, and Daviello did not hesitate, explaining directly:
"Because Bayer is constantly broadcasting information on public channels."
Van Roth was even more stunned upon hearing this, and Sith couldn't help but be puzzled:
"Bayer is broadcasting his coordinates publicly?"
Daviello shook his head:
"No, he is broadcasting a search for partners. As long as you reply to him, he will come over himself."
Upon hearing this, not to mention Van Roth, even Sith felt that things were a bit too wrong.
However, having proven that it was indeed not Tzeentch's doing, everyone decided it was enough to just curse Tzeentch in their hearts for five minutes; there was no need to make a big deal out of Tzeentch.
And having confirmed that Bayer could really be brought over, even Van Roth had no objections.
Although everyone was wondering what could be so urgent that this Old Chinese Doctor, the Galaxy's Number One Apothecary, was searching for partners, looking at the entire strike fleet in their orbit, they felt that even if there were problems, they shouldn't be too big.
And most importantly, not only did everyone's eyes light up, but Van Roth was even trembling with excitement.
As long as Bayer comes, are we afraid that Lord Sith won't be able to 'whitewash' him?!
By then, with the Old Chinese Doctor in charge, the progress of Lord Sith's plan to rebuild the Nine Traitor Legions will advance by leaps and bounds.
Seeing his subordinates looking at him eagerly, Sith understood their opinion. After a brief final thought, Sith finally nodded.
Regardless, at least for now, the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods and Gork and Mork were still trying to win him over, and the God-Emperor was unconditionally on his side.
Even if Bayer really had some problems, the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods and Gork and Mork would at most beat him up, and everything else would be fine.
Having confirmed this, Sith spoke directly to Daviello:
"Send our coordinates to Bayer."
Daviello nodded, stood up, and left. Then, after only half an hour, Daviello walked back in.
Seeing it was so fast, Sith asked in confusion:
"It was sent out so quickly?"
Daviello's expression became even stranger upon hearing this, and he even paused before speaking:
"It wasn't that it was sent out, but that after Bayer received our coordinates, he proactively sent a communication saying he had already set off."
So fast?
The crowd was stunned, and even Sith stared blankly at Daviello, after which a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in his heart.
Soon, a Navy Commander suddenly strode into the conference room, directly directing a servo-skull to project an image in front of Sith:
"My lord, an eldar warship has appeared near the fleet."
Sith looked over; not far from where they were refitting, a red dot was flashing conspicuously, and at the same time, after appearing, it was approaching them at an exaggerated speed.
"Only one?"
Sith looked at the Navy Commander and asked, and the Navy Commander's face turned as bitter as donkey liver after this question. He then waved his hand, shifting the projection to behind the eldar warship.
There, hundreds of dense red dots were following closely behind.
Seeing there were only a hundred, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't the Necron Fleet, Sith's current strike force had the power to fight.
And as if to spoil the mood, the Navy Commander helplessly enlarged the projection again.
Soon, accompanied by a 'kind' male voice greeting from the communication array, in the projected image, a Necron Fleet led by hundreds of 'Tomb Ship's, each capable of destroying an entire human battle fleet, was following behind Bayer with their engines at full throttle...
…charging towards Sith!
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