Chapter 385: On the eve of war, Guilliman is drugged

Ron has always coveted the resources in the Alert Star War Zone and within the Eye of Terror.

But he was not strong enough and did not dare to take action.

Not to mention the Vigilance Planet, even the great plunderer Abaddon has not been able to take it down after all these years.

Without absolute strength, he was reluctant to throw his army into the meat grinder.

As for the Eye of Terror, it is also quite dangerous.

No matter how poor Abaddon's expeditionary record is, it is still one of the most powerful forces in the galaxy, with hundreds of thousands of Chaos Space Marines, several times the number of the Savior's territory, and the number of fleets is also particularly large.

Moreover, the Savior Territory's human wave and iron torrent tactics cannot be used in the Eye of Terror.

That is the boundary between the warp and reality, filled with chaotic energy.

Except for high-level human elites such as Space Marines, Mechanical Priests, and Psykers, everyone else will go crazy if they enter.

Abaddon is so powerful.

Ron even suspected that the reason why the dark expedition of that existence failed repeatedly was because of the Four Chaos Gods behind it.

Because Abaddon did not submit to the gods and had little interest in the Warp, he only wanted to conquer the galaxy and capture Holy Terra.

The Imperium of Man is in a state of chaos.

If Abaddon really seizes the opportunity to attack Holy Terra, the Four Chaos Gods will have to kneel down and beg him not to pull the Emperor off the golden toilet, otherwise this Warp psychic nuclear bomb will explode on the spot.

By then, Holy Terra and the humans on it will burp on the spot, and humans will perish on a large scale like the ancient elves once did, allowing the Emperor to absorb more energy to gain freedom and become a giant sun that can move freely in the warp.

If that happens, the Four Gods of Chaos will just get slapped in the face.

For the sake of humanity, the Emperor cannot move a single step.

The Four Chaos Gods will not let humans perish directly, but will gradually encroach on the galactic territory and human souls to absorb more power.

They dared not allow the Emperor to step down from the Golden Throne until they had gained the power to resist him.

This is probably one of the reasons why the empire did not fall apart directly.

Perhaps Tzeentch was secretly worrying about the survival of the empire.

The two sides maintain a balance amid the chaotic internal and external struggles.

But Abaddon's power in the galaxy is enormous, and he is someone who can turn the table over. His influence must be limited, so that he can neither destroy the empire nor win.

Under normal circumstances, Ron wouldn't dare to attack the Eye of Terror.

But it's different now.

Regent Lord Guilliman arrived with his fleet, the Indomitable Crusade, which brought together warships from most regions of the Light Side of the Imperium.

It can be said that it embodies the essence of the human empire.

The First Fleet of the Indomitable Crusade that arrived at Bal alone was almost as large as the total number of warships in the Savior Territory.

And there are a hundred thousand Primaris Space Marines.

In this way, the Second Fleet of the Hazy Star Domain, together with the First Fleet that went to support it, would be enough to resist the Chaos Alliance and have a chance to give Abaddon a good beating.

According to Ron's idea, after the Second Fleet was relieved, the Regent would assemble the fleet and beat Abaddon severely until he became jealous.

Then find an opportunity to lure out the Chaos Guard Fleet in the Eye of Terror, creating a void inside.

In this way, he could lead the fleet through another Webway route directly to the entrance of the Eye of Terror and move to Abaddon's lair inside the Eye of Terror.

Perhaps to the Imperium, the Eye of Terror is merely Chaos's lair in the galaxy, a place of heresy and corruption.

Over the years, the Empire has deployed many Void Zero ships that can block psychic and mechanical detection to enter the Eye of Terror for detection, simply to understand the enemy.

But Ron was different.

There are many resources within the Eye of Terror that he can utilize.

For example, the wrecked ships that cover the starry sky in the Eye of Terror, the large amount of black stones obtained from the Vigilance Planet, the technological relics and forbidden relics of the Blackstone Fortress, etc.

These are the rare resources that he has been longing for and are necessary for the next stage of development of his territory.

After Ron told Guilliman about the plan to join forces to raid Abaddon's lair, he immediately got the other party's approval.

In the Regent's opinion, this plan has a very high chance of success and can strike a blow to Abaddon and reduce his strength.

Afterwards, they discussed some details of the plan.

For example, how to hide the fleet and launch a surprise attack, how to lure out Abaddon's fleet in the Eye of Terror, how to cooperate to create a time difference, etc.

They also exchanged information and routes regarding the Eye of Terror.

It is not only the research result of the Empire's Void Zero Ship.

During the Regent's pilgrimage to Holy Terra, he briefly stayed in the Eye of Terror due to the influence of the Warp Storm caused by sorcery, and suffered many beatings.

I also have some understanding of that place.

These are just simple communications and will be further improved with the help of the military advisory team.

Guilliman analyzed incessantly, treating this meeting as a tactical meeting, and even contacted the military advisory team, as if he wanted to complete all the plans now.

However, Ron waved his hand and took back the star map with more information marked on it.

He looked at Guilliman who was somewhat stunned:
"It's better to leave this matter to the political affairs and military teams. Besides, you will have more time to deal with this matter on your way to the Hazy Star Region."

Webway navigation is not as dangerous as the Warp routes, and will not be attacked by Chaos enemies, not to mention there are many greenskin fleets to support and escort.

This guy has plenty of free time to work on related projects.

"We have more important things to do now..."

Ron continued to explain. He glanced at the time and said, "Dante should be here soon."

"Savior, it's time for us to set off!"

As he was speaking, Dante walked in carelessly, sounding a little impatient.

The Regent looked in the direction of the voice and was stunned.

At this moment, Dante was not wearing power armor, but sunglasses, a vest, shorts, and a pair of slippers on his feet.

"What are you going to do?"

Guilliman inquired, the Blood Angels Chapter Master's particular decorative style seemed unfamiliar to him.

"Of course, I'm going on vacation to recuperate..."

Ron answered the question, and at some point, he also changed into the same outfit.

He built a small resort in Bar with many leisure facilities, including various terrains, churches, etc.

And it is completely covered by the glory of the sacred tower.

The main purpose of that resort area is to provide a place for the Blood Angels and other Space Marines to recuperate and relax after war, and to relieve their violent and murderous emotions.

No way.

The blood thirst of the Blood Angels seemed to be an influence on the soul level. The panacea could only provide temporary relief but could not completely eliminate it.

All we can do is let them rest more and bask in the sun mixed with the divine light.

Ron looked at Guilliman, who was pale, had dark circles under his eyes, and was filled with fatigue. He was quite concerned: "While there are still a few days left, you must have a good rest!"

If this guy hadn't still exuded the breath of life, he would have thought that the person in front of him was a corpse.

No matter how powerful Guilliman is, he is still a man of flesh and blood, and his body and soul need a little rest, otherwise bigger problems will arise from endless fatigue.

Besides, he would have to fight Abaddon soon.

Given his mental state, Ron suspected that Brother Ji might not be able to bear it and would be beaten again.

Guilliman looked at the two earnest-looking people, hesitated for a moment, and nodded:
"Then I'll take a day off."

The regent also felt that rest was necessary, so he gritted his teeth and gave himself a day off, waiting to deal with other matters when he came back.

As soon as he stood up and tried to go out, he was stopped.

Ron stared at the Armor of Destiny and shook his head: "How can you rest in this heavy armor? There is no such atmosphere at all."

This armor makes a very loud noise. Even from a distance you can always hear the irritating buzzing sound, as if countless flies are buzzing in your head.

Anyone who wears this thing 24 hours a day will go crazy.

But since he woke up, Guilliman has been wearing this Armor of Destiny, which was made by the Eldar and saved his life, for more than 20 years.

That's just real time.

If we take into account the delays in the Warp and the Maelstrom, Guilliman's actual subjective time may be nearly a hundred years.

One can imagine how much torture this armor and the heavy workload brought to the regent.

It even made a Primarch look so haggard.

He pinched his chin and thought: "Hiss, you say, can this thing be taken off?"

Guilliman smiled bitterly and placed his palm on his chest:
"The great sage Kaul told me that it was this armor that kept me alive. The Eldar who helped wake me up also warned me to never take off the armor."

His expression became serious: “Maybe Evelyne is not lying and believes that she is telling the truth, but I don’t believe it.

The Eldar have always only done things that are beneficial to their race. They resurrected me not for the fate of mankind, but for their own race. They used me as a pawn to deal with the crisis of extinction.

What they don't know is that I will never let myself be tied down again, by anyone or anything."

Ron frowned and asked, "So, you tried to take this thing off?"

This is a necessary thing.

Even if this Armor of Destiny was forged by the Great Sage Cawl himself, we cannot rule out the possibility that the Eldar left a secret door in it.

The great sage had too much to do and the situation was so urgent that he did not have enough time to fully understand the principles of this technology.

The Regent is the current leader of humanity, and he cannot become dependent on anything.

Including this armor that sustained his life.

Otherwise, the armor might malfunction at a critical moment, or the Eldar might control the armor and shut down certain functions.

That's trouble.

The occurrence of these things may cause a huge disaster or cause humans to be threatened by the elves.

Guilliman nodded, seeming to be still frightened:
"Yes, I tried to take off this armor and survived, but it didn't feel good..."

When the regent made up his mind to really take off the armor, endless pain came.

The wound left by the Fallen Phoenix Fulgrim opened, and blood with an everlasting toxic smell flowed out. He fell to the ground helplessly, his heart beating violently, and the pain in his body seemed to be burning.

Both body and soul.

But the Regent had only one thought in his mind - he could not die.

No matter what, I can't die.

He was afraid that after his death, there would be no one left to hold the empire together.

"In that one standard Terra hour, I experienced the fear of death again and went through many things that I can no longer recall."

Guilliman's hand gently stroked the sticky wound on his neck left by Fulgrim, his face firm: "But I survived, I was not bound, but defeated death..."

He smiled slightly:
"During that time, I would take off my armor from time to time, endure the pain of death, adapt to the pain, and even pretend to be nothing in front of the soldiers.

I must let humans know that I don't need to rely on armor. The Imperial Regent should not have weaknesses, and should not rely on any aliens. "

The regent's words made the atmosphere in the hall heavy.

Ron sighed deeply, and admired his brother even more in his heart. He had given so much to mankind just like the Emperor.

He snapped his fingers, slightly easing the heavy atmosphere:

"Since this armor can be taken off, then there's no problem. Let's take that broken thing off later!"

Now is the time to rest and we cannot be disturbed by too many negative emotions. Moreover, those negative emotions cannot solve the problem, but will only make the evil spirit more rampant.

His main purpose as a savior is to represent positive energy and hope.

Soon, Ron called the medical team and the sages from the Eldar Research Institute to come and take charge of the matter of "removing the shirt" of the Imperial Regent.

Afterwards, the Regent took off the Armor of Destiny in the presence of the medical team, technical sages, and saviors.

In an instant, the injuries of this being broke out, and a foul-smelling poisonous mist filled out of the wounds.

His expression also became painful, but his life was not in danger.

But being in this state is just suffering. Even standing is difficult and there is no way to rest.

Fortunately, Ron injected the life energy of the little sun into the Regent in time to suppress his injuries, and gave him two universal elixirs to restore his physical condition and hidden injuries.

The Technosage took the Armor of Destiny away, and the Savior Territory absorbed a large amount of the Eldar's cutting-edge technology, and they conducted in-depth research on this mechanical equipment.

See if we can resolve the Regent’s dependence on this armor.

Of course, it is difficult to achieve any results in such a short time, and the Regent cannot be away from his armor for too long.

They just scanned the armor thoroughly and obtained data to prepare for future research.

From now on, these medical teams and the sages of the Eldar Research Institute will always stay with the Imperial Regent until the problem is completely resolved.

By the time Guilliman drank the elixir, his body had stabilized.

The medical sisters checked the Regent's condition to determine whether he was able to remove his armor and go to the resort to recuperate.

"I feel much better now. This is probably the most relaxing moment I've had since I woke up..."

Guilliman was clearly aware that his body had become much lighter, his breathing had become smoother, and even the pain from his wounds was almost imperceptible.

It was a wonderful feeling without the pain and torture.

This is a normal part of life for many people, but for the Regent, it is something he could hardly hope for.

He cherishes such moments and is even more grateful to his brother who cares so much about him.

Such intimacy and brotherhood brought tears to the eyes of the betrayed regent and made his heart even warmer.

"Hiss~ This universal elixir is quite effective..."

Ron sighed.

The effect before his eyes was much better than he had imagined.

Although the panacea cannot solve problems of the soul, it can restore the damage to the body caused by the soul and chaos level, which means it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

It can repair the body the moment those metaphysical things harm it.

Of course, the energy from the sun also contributes to this.

Ron pointed to the boxes of savior special-effect elixir mixed with the energy of the little sun on the ground and said casually:

"Brother Ji, please bring back a few more boxes of these things. Drink a few sips whenever you have time. It will help you replenish your body..."

Guilliman looked at the box of drink-like potions on the ground. Being knowledgeable, he immediately recognized what these things were and was immediately pleasantly surprised.

That is the panacea!

These extremely precious medicines can cure almost all human diseases and injuries. It can be said that one medicine is a life.

Can save the lives of more elite soldiers!

The Imperium of Man once possessed the technology to create this valuable potion.

Unfortunately, the STC for that technology was taken away by the Dark Eldar Archons during the Elixir War, and no one has been able to reproduce it since.

Who would have thought that Brother Ron actually possessed this precious potion? !

Guilliman looked at the panacea underground and cherished it. These things were so precious that he was reluctant to drink it so easily.

He planned to leave these potions to those brave warriors.

The regent raised his head and looked at the savior eagerly, hesitating to speak: "Do you already have the technology to manufacture a panacea? This technology can be used by the empire..."

Ron interrupted Guilliman's next words and threw him a floral shirt and floral shorts:
"Hey, hey, hey, we're on vacation now, so we're not allowed to talk about business. Just send someone to make a copy later. Now hurry up and change your clothes, everyone's still waiting!"

He knew that Guilliman wanted this technology for the sake of humanity.

What's more, they had just given him the technology of the Primaris Space Marines, so there was nothing wrong in exchanging technology.

The Regent looked at the unfamiliar clothes and felt a little resistant.

But after hearing the words of the savior, he felt relieved and happily changed into casual clothes.

Afterwards, three tall warriors wearing sunglasses, floral shirts and slippers walked out of the hall.

"Brothers, hold on tight!"

Ron gave a reminder and then stepped on the valve hard. The convertible hovercraft shot out and headed towards the resort area.

……

Resort, beach.

The ocean-themed area of ​​this resort is mainly composed of artificial ocean and beach, as well as many coconut trees.

The light of the sacred tower mixed with the sunlight bathed the beach in a yellowish hue, and the sound of waves hitting the beach made people feel calm.

Ron listened to the waves and couldn't help feeling a little sleepy.

“Wuhu!!!”

But the next moment, this bit of sleepiness was driven away by the cheers.

Not far away, Dante was suddenly launched into the air by a catapult device to a height of several hundred meters, and then slammed into the ocean in a free-fall posture, stirring up three-meter-high waves that splashed over.

"Fuck!"

Ron shuddered, then created a psychic shield to block the waves.

He felt a little tired as he watched Dante tumbling freely in the sea.

Why do I feel that this guy is becoming more and more non-serious? Could it be that a new personality has emerged?
This savior would never admit that the other party learned it from him and that he had done the same thing as him.

Ron looked at Dante's happy expression and inexplicably felt a sense of comfort.

At any rate, the warrior who had fought for the Empire for so many centuries, exhausted and tortured to the point of wanting to die, was able to become active and enjoy the pleasures of life a little.

Also a good thing.

Ron grabbed the coconut next to him and took a sip: "Brother Ji, do you think we should go flying too?"

However, his words went unanswered.

Ron turned his head and looked to the side.

At some point, Guilliman had fallen into a deep sleep on the beach chair.

Even in sleep, the warrior's face was still so resolute, meticulous, and solemn like a marble relief, except that his tightly furrowed brows had relaxed and he did not look tired at all.

The Regent slept soundly.

It was a good thing, he had so much responsibility and suffering that he had little time to rest.

It's time to have a good sleep.

"Not bad, it's quite effective..."

Ron was quite satisfied and did not disturb the other party.

So that Brother Ji can have a good sleep.

He placed a lot of sleeping-inducing incense on the beach, and also put a sedative in the other party's coconut water, which was enough to make several ant cows fall into a deep sleep.

Ron lay back on the beach chair and closed his eyes, enjoying this peaceful moment.

In the Hell Galaxy, such moments of peace are extremely rare, especially for warriors like Dante and Guilliman.

Even he himself did not have many such opportunities, because the war was about to begin again.

Above Baal's airspace.

A huge fleet has been gathering, covering a large area of ​​the galaxy and casting a thick shadow, and batches of war materials are being loaded onto the ships.

In a few days, the Savior and Regent's fleets will set out for the Hazy Star Region to engage in a new round of battle with the enemies of humanity.

War is always difficult.

No matter how careful the plan is, the war with Chaos is always full of risks. This is true for both the Regent and himself. If they are not careful, their lives may be in danger.

What's more, this time he is facing Abaddon and entering a dangerous place like the Eye of Terror.

That is Chaos's lair in the galaxy. In addition to Abaddon, there are many more forces and individuals roaming around there.

Ron took a deep breath, feeling a little worried.

Perhaps, while they were setting up their own strategies, the Chaos heretics and fallen primarchs also set up even more vicious traps for them...

(End of this chapter)