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In this land shrouded in fear, sin is like a ghost exposed to the light, disappearing without a trace.

As fear spread, Curze's influence continued to seep into nearby cities. The unique system he implemented made every city surrender in fear.

Until that day, he brought his kingdom of terror to Quintus. The Nostramo people said that Quintus was the central city of their planet, a symbol of prosperity and power.

Koz quietly descended in the darkest corner of the planet. The air was filled with the disgusting smell of rotting flesh, and every breath seemed to be swallowing the taste of extreme decay.

However, the scene before him made him open his eyes wide, his face full of amazement: "It's so beautiful here!"

"Where did this stinking outsider come from? Do you know where this place is? Quintus, the center of Nostramo! The resources here are endless, and it's not something a disheveled guy like you with a messy cloak can covet!"

A burly man rushed up to the Midnight Haunter, his expression arrogant and his words full of contempt and disdain.

In response to him, the Night Haunter moved as fast as lightning.

The sharp nails pierced straight into the man's eyes, and in an instant, a shrill scream pierced the gloomy sky.

"So, you Quintus people are just like the people outside. You're all afraid."

Koz muttered to himself, his tone cold and without a trace of emotion.

Without a pause, he dug out the man's eyes.

Looking at the eyeball in his hand that was still trembling slightly, Koz knew in his heart that his system of fear would start a new round of implementation on this land.

"You are all exactly the same, with no merits at all. You only know how to squander the world's resources without restraint!" The roar of the Midnight Ghost was wrapped in endless anger, echoing in the streets of Quintus.

The Primarch's eyes were fixed on the mountains of food on the roadside. The food was only eaten once and then thrown away carelessly, emitting a sour and rotten smell.

These wasteful scenes stung the Midnight Haunter's nerves.

Koz's face was distorted with anger, and the pale skin and blue veins on his forehead made him look even more hideous.

In his view, such wanton waste of resources is a blasphemy to the world.

Meanwhile, the Star Governor has learned about the Night Haunter and is wandering around here.

In order to protect the city, the army, which has invested a lot of resources, is once again on high alert.

The soldiers, dressed in heavy armor and armed with advanced weapons, quickly gathered on the streets, their footsteps orderly and heavy.

Armored vehicles were lined up in an orderly manner, their gun barrels pointed at Midnight Haunter, emitting a cold metallic luster, as if ready to blow the dangerous uninvited guest into pieces at any time.

Fighter planes roared and circled over the city, the roar of their engines was deafening, and the shadows they cast moved rapidly on the ground, adding a sense of oppression to the tense atmosphere.

The army commander stood in front of a command vehicle, staring at Midnight Haunter with a serious expression, holding the communicator tightly in his hand, ready to give the order to attack at any time.

"Prepare for battle! We must not let this guy destroy the peace of Quintus!" The commander's voice spread throughout the army through the communicator. The soldiers immediately entered combat status and the atmosphere was tense.

Midnight Ghost sneered at this, and his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was already in the core area of ​​the army, surrounded by stunned soldiers.

"You have already damaged the resources of this planet and must be judged."

The Primarch's voice was deep but penetrating, as if it came from the depths of hell, sending chills down the soldiers' spines.

After saying that, he danced with his hands, and wherever his fingertips passed, darkness surged like a surging tide, swallowing up everything around it.

The soldiers who were shrouded in darkness screamed miserably, and fear spread wildly in their hearts.

Someone tried to shoot, but the moment the bullet touched the darkness, it sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

The chariot's gunfire poured down on the Night Haunter, but it only stirred up meaningless sparks in the darkness in vain.

Seeing this, the commander was extremely anxious. He shouted loudly to stabilize the morale of the troops and quickly adjusted the tactics.

He ordered some of his soldiers to flank the Night Haunter in an attempt to disrupt its rhythm, while others concentrated their firepower and continued their attack on the center of the darkness.

However, the Night Haunter turned a blind eye to these actions.

Koz shuttled through the hail of bullets, his figure ghostly. Wherever he went, soldiers fell down one after another, and the ground was stained red with blood.

The bodies of the soldiers he touched quickly shrivelled up, and the breath of life was instantly drained away, as if they had been mercilessly eroded by time for decades.

As the battle continued, the army's defenses gradually collapsed.

The soldiers' fear had reached its peak and they began to flee desperately. The originally neat formation became chaotic.

The commander looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with despair, but he still stood firm.

Anyone can leave, but he can't.

Because he is the person the governor relies on most.

"Your cowardice and incompetence bring shame to this world!" Midnight Haunter roared at the fleeing soldiers, "Today is your end!"

With that, the Night Haunter opened his arms, and darkness, centered around him, spread across the entire city...

The darkness was like a raging tsunami, sweeping towards every inch of Quintus.

Under the erosion of darkness, the buildings on the street began to twist and collapse, and stones and debris flew all over the sky.

Panicked citizens fled in all directions, screams and cries mixed together, and the whole city fell into chaos.

At this time, the Interstellar Governor received an urgent battle report from the front line. When he learned that the army had been defeated, his face turned pale in an instant.

But as the supreme ruler of Quintus, he could not sit idly by.

He quickly summoned his most elite guards. These soldiers were elites who had been selected and strictly trained, and were equipped with the most advanced weapons and equipment.

"We must stop that monster!" The Interstellar Governor's expression was solemn, his voice filled with unquestionable determination. "Quintus is my unique property. That wandering ghost is not worthy of her."

Led by the Governor, the Royal Guards rushed towards the center of the darkness.

When they arrived, they saw Midnight Ghost standing on a pile of ruins, with corpses, blood and debris piling up around him. The clothes of those people could be clearly seen. They were his army.

"Are you the Governor here?" Midnight Haunter looked down at the Interstellar Governor, his eyes filled with mockery. "Look at the city you govern, look at these greedy, cowardly people. Is this what you call prosperity?"

The Interstellar Governor was not intimidated by his aura. He responded calmly, "Whatever your purpose, you will not succeed here! We will fight to the bitter end for our own Quintus!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Royal Guards quickly launched their attack. Working in perfect harmony, the lights of various energy weapons intertwined and shot towards the Night Haunter.

However, when these attacks approached the Night Haunter, they were blocked by an invisible force and dissipated.

The Midnight Ghost laughed wildly: "Is this all you can do? You are simply overestimating yourself!" He raised his hand, and darkness condensed into countless sharp blades, flying towards the guards.

The sharp blades pierced through the soldiers' armor, blood splattered, and more than half of the guards fell down in an instant.

The Interstellar Governor watched the soldiers around him fall one after another, and his heart was filled with grief. These were the elites he had accumulated over the years.

But he still resisted stubbornly.

He drew a special energy sword from his waist and rushed towards Midnight Haunter: "I won't let you hurt Quintus!"

Facing the attack from the Star Governor, Midnight Haunter did not dodge but stabbed himself.

Just as the tip of the sword was about to touch his body, the Primarch's figure suddenly disappeared, and the Interstellar Governor was left empty-handed.

"You won't find me." The Night Haunter's voice echoed around them. "Your resistance is futile. Quintus' fate has long been sealed... becoming part of the Order of Terror. Those guilty must face trial."

The Star Governor turned around abruptly and looked around vigilantly, trying to catch any trace of the Night Haunter.

At this moment, a cold breath came from behind, and he subconsciously swung the energy sword to resist.

With a "clang" sound, the energy sword collided with the Night Ghost's sharp nails, bursting into dazzling sparks.

The governor gritted his teeth and fought hard, sweat dripping from his forehead.

He knew that he was facing an extremely powerful opponent, but for Quintus, he could not retreat.

In the fierce confrontation, the Governor spotted a flaw, dodged to the side, and swung the energy sword in a sharp arc, slashing at the arm of the Night Haunter.

Midnight Ghost snorted coldly and easily avoided the attack. Then he moved like a ghost and went behind the Governor, stabbing his back with his nails.

The Primarch's sharp nails pierced his chest unhindered, and the excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed him like a surging tide.

His body twitched instinctively, but he was unable to break free from the deadly grip.

His consciousness gradually blurred in the severe pain, yet strangely clear, he watched the Night Haunter methodically preparing to inflict fatal torture on him.

Midnight Haunter's movements are mechanical and cold, without any mercy.

He first used his fingernails to cut a bloody wound along the edge of his collarbone, tearing the flesh and causing blood to gush out.

Every movement made him feel so painful that he wanted to die, but he could not faint and could only be forced to endure this hellish torture.

Then, the Night Haunter began to peel his skin alive. Its rough fingers pulled at his skin, peeling it off bit by bit. He could feel the horrifying tearing sensation when the skin was separated from the muscles, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his body at the same time.

The Governor opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out. Only whimpers of severe pain came out of his throat.

During this horrific torture, he saw that the Night Haunter began to rip his muscles again.

The sharp nails penetrated deep into his muscles, accurately found the tendons, and then pulled hard. Accompanied by a piercing pain, the Governor's body spasmed uncontrollably. The world before his eyes was gradually swallowed by darkness, and fear and despair followed him like a shadow, becoming the last feeling in his life.

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Chapter 235 Guilliman: You know, I have no ambition

From then on, fear, like an invisible haze, completely enveloped the planet Nostramo.

In this land, crime has become impossible.

Every sound of the wind at midnight was like the whisper of a ghost, making them tremble with fear; every heartbeat was anxiously waiting for the coming of judgment, and the sword of Damocles hanging high in the air could fall at any time.

The Nostramo people lived in constant fear in the abyss of terror, their lives filled with endless cowardice. Their steps were trembling, their words were low, and they were like frightened birds. In this land ruled by fear, they struggled to maintain their fragile existence.

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The planet of Caus is like a pearl that never dims in the universe. It always exudes a charming charm that makes people want to sing its praises.

The vast fields stretch into the distance and merge with the sky. The green waves surge in the breeze, telling of the generosity of nature.

And those cities are neat and prosperous, where the brilliance of science and technology and the heritage of humanities are intertwined to play a colorful symphony of civilization.

This prosperity ranks among the best in the vast galaxy and has become an existence that countless planets look up to.

Today, Cowes welcomed a very distinguished guest.

"Welcome the Lord Regent to Calth!"

"Welcome the honorable Primarch to visit Calth!"

"Welcome, Battle Brothers!"

The sincere and warm welcome speech was written on gorgeous cloth, echoing in the air, conveying the respect and enthusiasm of the people of Cowes.

This is the masterpiece of Platus Augustus.

He himself was often confused as to why the Lord of Ultramar would entrust him with such a task.

But as the Primarch's favorite commander, he did not complain at all. After all, in his view, this was just a mission to perform his duties.

The Primarch was eager to demonstrate his strength before the Regent, and the Ultramarines understood his intention.

On this beautiful planet of Calth, they wanted to let the Regent witness the mighty power of the Ultramarines and experience the magnificence of the Five Hundred Worlds.

Almost every Ultramarines holds this belief and devotes their all to it.

The honor guards of the three legions, serving as the Primarch's personal guards, stood there quietly and straight, waiting.

"Mother, look at the sun of Calth," Guilliman said softly, trying to change the subject and break the vague uneasiness in his heart, "It is as full of vitality and vigor as the planet itself." His words were full of nostalgia and an unspeakable reluctance.

In fact, Xi's previous inspection trip had been successfully completed, but Guilliman stubbornly and forcefully begged her to stay for a little longer and accompany him to inspect Calth.

He really didn't want to let his mother and sisters leave. His longing for his family was so strong that he couldn't help but be willful for once.

The other Primarchs understood his thoughts and acquiesced, and the Regent had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Yes, yes! Just like the fiery bond between us Primarchs." Aurora agreed and nodded.

Huile watched silently from the side.

"Well, the world of Calth is indeed beautiful, and the people here live a prosperous life. No wonder you promoted it so vigorously in Terra's propaganda newspapers. Even I, who was in the palace, saw it."

Xi nodded slightly, her eyes full of recognition.

However, she secretly thought to herself, "It would be better if I could pay taxes."

"After all, when the Ultramarines first occupied Calth, it was a desolate and sparsely populated place. Robert was determined to make Calth prosperous, so he spared no effort to promote it."

Ms. Yuton gently took Xi's wrist, with a gentle smile on her face, and explained softly.

"Yes, I even heard rumors about Guilliman's ambitions." Aurora laughed and said jokingly.

"Actually, that wasn't my original intention," Guilliman said, his expression serious and his eyes sincere. "But in the eyes of others, everything I do is easily over-interpreted, and that's why things inevitably developed into what they are now."

"Yeah, that's right." Aurora and Huile smiled at each other and nodded in agreement.