From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 758 symbolizes a new chapter in the human empire's conquest of the stars, a chapter that propels it towards eternity.

The echoes of the Emperor's victory announcement seemed to still reverberate in the scorching air of the research platform, bringing to a complete end the billions-year ambition of silicon-based civilization with a seemingly mundane yet weightier judgment than any galaxy.

What first broke the silence was a concern stemming from blood ties.

Sui Meng and Vulcan stepped forward almost simultaneously. The two Primarchs, whose bodies were powerful enough to shake mountains, leaned slightly forward before the Emperor, filled with awe and worry.

“Father,” Sui Meng’s voice carried a barely perceptible tension, his golden eyes scrutinizing Sui Yang, “that alien consciousness is extremely strange and unpredictable. Your consciousness has penetrated deep into its core domain, has it…”

"No problem?"

Vulcan's deep, resonant voice followed, his molten lava-like gaze sweeping over the now golden matrix, his brow furrowing slightly. "Any form of contamination must be guarded against. Are you sure you haven't been affected by it in the slightest?"

Sui Yang's gaze swept over his two sons, a barely perceptible hint of gentleness flashing across his calm face.

Before he could speak, Halsey chuckled softly, adjusting her non-existent glasses frame, her tone laced with familiar teasing:
"Alright, kids, relax. Your father isn't as 'fragile' as you think."

She deliberately added a subtle tone to the word "fragile," and her gaze met Sui Yang's in a quick, unspoken exchange. "Rather than worrying that he will be hurt by those cold data streams, I'm more worried that the matrix might be 'broken' by his overwhelming will."

This teasing remark, clearly intended to protect them, allowed Sui Meng and Vulcan to relax their tense nerves slightly.

They were well aware of their father's power, but faced with an unknown and mysterious enemy, worry was inevitable.

However, in that brief moment when the atmosphere eased—

boom----!
A strange roar, which did not travel through the air but directly affected all psionic sensers and even high-precision sensors, swept across the entire area without warning.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden streak of light, like a holy sword tearing through the sky, suddenly pierced through the atmosphere of Planet Aegis 7, which was still glowing with orange light.

It was not the fiery tail produced by the friction of a meteorite falling with the atmosphere, but a pure radiance that exuded order and life energy. The spiritual energy fluctuations contained in its core made everyone present who was connected to the Emperor's bloodline or power feel a resonance and throbbing from the depths of their souls.

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In an instant, everyone's gaze—the Emperor's calmness, the Primarch's sharpness, Halsey's inquiry, Cortana and Valkyrie's precise observation—all turned to look up at the sky, tracking the golden streak that pierced the heavens.

The scene was like a shooting star, radiating divine light, sent from the depths of the universe.

Without any verbal communication, a sense of enlightenment arose in the hearts of the core members.

The falling star was reflected in Sui Yang's deep golden eyes, as if he had foreseen it long ago.

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Sui Meng and Vulcan exchanged a glance, both seeing understanding and a hint of expectation in each other's eyes.

Halsey's lips curled into an interested smile as he muttered to himself:

"Another incredible little guy is coming."

"Sui Meng." The Emperor's steady voice broke the brief silence. "Prepare your Thunderhawk gunboats. I will personally go to greet you."

"Yes, Father." Sui Meng did not hesitate, his right fist slamming heavily against his breastplate, producing a dull, clanging sound.

He immediately turned around and, through an encrypted communication channel, issued orders to the Imperial Warrior Fleet with the highest priority, commanding the dedicated Thunderhawk gunboats to prepare for landing immediately and dispatching the most elite escort squads to accompany them.

While Sui Meng was arranging the itinerary, the emperor's gaze turned to Cortana and Wu Ji.

"Cortana, the warrior."

"Yes, Your Majesty," both AIs responded simultaneously.

"Order the Engineering Department to comprehensively upgrade and repair the maintenance facilities of this matrix to ensure its absolute safety and stable operation as an imperial asset."

“The instructions have been recorded and communicated,” Cortana responded quickly.

"Furthermore," Sui Yang continued, his words carrying a sense of foresight and control over the entire situation:
"Before long, the precise coordinates of all the divine seals and blood moons scattered throughout this universe will be clearly marked."

"With your collaboration, we can draft the most efficient recycling plan. That silicon-based civilization has already 'handed over' all of its technological heritage."

He emphasized the last four words, the meaning of which is self-evident.

The silicon-based civilization was not only defeated, but the knowledge and power inherent in its existence were also completely absorbed and analyzed by the Emperor, becoming new spoils and tools of the human empire.

Finally, the Emperor's gaze fell upon Halsey.

“Halsey.” His tone was calm but unquestionable. “For the next period of time, you will need to remain in this universe to lead the in-depth research on the Divine Seal and the Blood Moon.”

Halsey seemed to have expected this; she nodded gracefully, her face radiating the excited glow of a scientist accepting a challenge.
“Of course, Your Majesty, I would never be willing to give away such an interesting ‘toy’.”

She abruptly changed the subject, a glint of cunning in her eyes, and added in a slightly ambiguous tone that only the two of them could understand:
"However, has Your Majesty considered giving some special 'rewards' for such a long and arduous 'external' mission? After all, in-depth research into these things is quite mentally taxing."

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Sui Yang glanced at her, his gaze containing a complex and unfathomable meaning. He did not directly respond to her teasing, but subtly shifted his gaze away.

This subtle interaction, which fell into the perceptions of Sui Meng, Vulcan, and even Cortana and Wu Ji who knew the inside story, was naturally understood without being spoken of.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor's tone turned serious and somber, as if announcing a crucial strategic decision:

“Remember, Halsey, the Divine Seal and the Blood Moon, if used properly, their inherent characteristics of ‘unified will’ and absolute control over biomass, after proper guidance and purification, may become an excellent tool for us to effectively curb and even purify subspace pollution.”

These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Halsey was taken aback at first, then her eyes suddenly lit up, as if countless inspirations and data were exploding within them.

"Containment of subspace pollution?!"

She turned to Cortana almost immediately, speaking at an astonishing speed, “Cortana! Immediately pull up all our existing models of subspace energy and biomass interactions, especially those involving mental contamination and physical distortion! Quickly!”

The holographic screen instantly unfolded in front of Halsey, and countless complex data streams and energy structure diagrams began to scroll rapidly. Her fingers tapped quickly in the air, her eyes burning, and she muttered to herself as she analyzed, her tone growing increasingly excited:
"That's right. That's right. Their core mechanism is forced consciousness fusion and matter reorganization. This power is fundamentally opposed to the chaotic and disordered nature of the subspace. If we can strip away its original malicious instructions, reconstruct its core logic, and direct it to a specific chaotic energy source or a contaminated entity..."

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Sui Yang, her eyes sparkling as if she had discovered a new continent:
"Extremely feasible! Your Majesty! This is no ordinary weapon; it could very well be a 'surgical' tool capable of directly 'surgically' removing subspace contamination... a 'scalpel'! My God, this is simply... wonderful!"

Seeing Halsey engrossed in his research, Emperor Sui Yang said no more.

He took one last look at the metal matrix that had completely submitted and was radiating the golden light of the empire, then turned and strode toward the sharply sculpted, exclusive Thunderhawk gunboat that was descending at the edge of the platform.

At the edge of the sky, the "golden meteor," symbolizing the new blood and power of the empire's future, was resolutely falling towards the planet's surface.

Shortly after.

The exclusive Thunderhawk gunship, like a giant steel eagle, tore through the air of the barren land of Aegis 7. With a deep and powerful roar from its engine, it hovered precisely before landing steadily on the rubble-strewn, desolate ground.

On its streamlined, jet-black armor, the imperial dragon emblem gleamed with a cold light in the dim glow of the distant stars.

Almost simultaneously with the gunboat's landing, the four escorting Viking warplanes also demonstrated their remarkable adaptability—

Accompanied by the metallic friction and hydraulic hissing unique to mechanical structure transformation, they completed a dazzling reorganization in the air, transforming from fighter jets into several tall, powerful, and imposing mechs.
Of course, these are Viking fighters that have undergone multiple upgrades and iterations by the Imperial Research Department, not the "useless things" they were originally designed for after landing.

The heavy feet of these mechs slammed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. The dust quickly and orderly dispersed, forming an impenetrable defensive circle that tightly protected the emperor's vehicle and the newly formed meteorite crater not far away, which was still emitting wisps of residual heat and faint golden light particles.

Immediately afterwards, the hatch of the Thunderhawk gunboat slowly descended amidst the hissing of air pressure, stirring up fine dust.

Ten Imperial Guards, clad in black and gold power armor and wielding thunderous power halberds, stepped forward first, their movements perfectly synchronized, like a flawless killing machine.

These imperial guards spread out silently and efficiently, occupying all the tactical high points and key passages in the surrounding area. Their armor, set against the desolate landscape, resembled immortal guardian statues, exuding a chilling aura.

Then, the two Primarchs appeared at the hatch with their imposing presence.

Sui Meng scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, and only after confirming that it was absolutely safe did he and Vulcan step aside to make way.

The Emperor slowly walked out of the cabin.

Without needing any guidance, the group's gaze was naturally drawn to the impact crater in front of them, which was about fifty meters in diameter.

The soil and rocks at the edge of the pit have become vitrified due to the high temperature and still emit scorching heat waves, but strangely, no high temperature can be felt at the bottom center of the pit. Instead, a gentle and vibrant energy field permeates the air.

They walked to the edge of the crater and looked down.

At the center of the crater was not the expected meteorite core or any mechanical construct, but rather a baby wrapped in a soft golden halo.

A baby was sleeping peacefully in the cradle, breathing steadily and with a rosy complexion. It didn't seem like the baby had fallen from the depths of the universe, but rather like the baby drifting off to sleep in its own cradle on an ordinary afternoon.

The faint golden light enveloping the baby seemed to isolate it from all the harshness and noise of the outside world.

"This is."

In Vulcan's deep voice, which sounded like the roar of a furnace, there was a hint of barely perceptible emotion.

His broad, calloused hands unconsciously gripped the handle of the giant hammer, his eyes fixed on the infant at the bottom of the pit. A deep-seated bloodline resonance allowed him to confirm the infant's identity without any further testing.

Sui Meng's face, usually marked by unwavering resolve, softened slightly. He nodded gently, his golden pupils reflecting the small figure, and murmured in admiration:
"Another brother has come from the stars and returned to Father's command."

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Sui Yang remained silent, but his gaze fell upon the infant, as if piercing through appearances to see the essence of its soul.

He walked slowly forward, steadily descending along the slightly sloping, still warm walls of the crater.

His footsteps landed on the glassy ground without making a sound, as if gravity had lost its effect on him.

Reaching the bottom of the pit, Sui Yang bent down and stretched out his enormous hands, which held the stars and commanded the world, and gently, as if handling the most precious treasure in the world, lifted the sleeping baby and held him steadily in his arms.

The moment the baby was embraced by its father, it seemed to instinctively sense this supreme protection and the aura of its bloodline. This caused it to stir in its sleep, and a reassuring and sweet smile appeared on its small lips as it slept even more deeply.

The faint golden aura surrounding her seemed to have found its home, slowly receding and merging into her young body.

Holding his newborn offspring, a clear and unmistakable flow of information, like an unlocked inheritance, naturally entered Sui Yang's senses.

He looked down at the baby in his arms, whose face, though not yet fully developed, already showed faint signs of determination, especially the innate yearning for freedom and speed between the brows, which could not be completely concealed even in sleep.

Chagatai Khan

The emperor's deep, majestic voice softly uttered the name.

This name represents not only a newborn entity, but also a quality, a spirit—

The opponent is the embodiment of speed, the king of the wind, and a master of pursuing ultimate mobility and lightning strikes.

They are not reckless chargers, but strategists who deeply understand the essence of guerrilla warfare and surprise attacks. Their legions will be like a storm on the grasslands, coming and going like lightning, delivering a fatal blow when the enemy is most vulnerable.

He cherishes freedom and exploration, and his will is like a wild horse that cannot be completely restrained. He will dedicate all his loyalty and bravery to his father and the great journey of the human empire without reservation.

In this main universe empire ruled by Sui Yang, Chagatai Khan never experienced the past of being scattered across the wild worlds and growing up alongside nomadic peoples in the Warhammer 40K universe, nor did he ever feel the subtle estrangement from the early days of the "Emperor".

From the moment of its birth, this Primarch was directly bathed in the Emperor's glory, and its talents and qualities would serve the expansion and consolidation of the Empire without any detours.

The emperor held Chagatai Khan in his arms as if he were holding a swift cavalry force of the future.

He turned around, slowly walked out of the crater, and headed towards his waiting offspring.

A desolate wind billowed his black and gold robes; the infant in his arms was the continuation of his power and bloodline, and a symbol of humanity's empire's conquest of the stars and its march towards eternity.
(End of this chapter)