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The Astartes operation was carried out in an orderly manner, and at the same time, force tests on believers were also carried out simultaneously.

All of this originated from the Primarch's orders.

The Primarch judged that everyone here was guilty and must atone for their mistakes.

The Astartes operation was a process of endowing these people with great strength, hoping that they could use this strength to better fulfill the mission of atonement in the future; while the believers' martial arts test was to test whether they had the basic ability to embark on the path of atonement.

The entire planet of Colchis was immersed in a serious and tense atmosphere.

In the operating room, various precision instruments flickered with dim lights, and the medical staff were concentrating on performing the surgical steps. Every operation was related to whether the patient could be successfully transformed into an Astartes.

At the testing grounds, the believers had solemn expressions. They held weapons in their hands and tried their best to demonstrate their martial prowess, eager to pass the test and prove that they were qualified to atone for their past sins and embark on the journey of redemption for the believers of the God-Emperor.

In their hearts, every step will be a redemption of the past, and every action to spread the name of the God-Emperor will be a reshaping of faith.

And the unknown galaxy is quietly waiting for their arrival to witness the tragic and great journey of atonement of the Word Bearers.

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"Oh my god, he's crazy! He actually turned an entire planet into his own arsenal."

Aurora's eyes widened, her expression exaggerated as if she had witnessed something shocking. "What's even more outrageous is that the people of this planet, and those fanatical believers, are showing unusual enthusiasm for this!"

Little Sun really couldn't understand it, as he had never seen such a scene before.

Guilliman and Clarks, who were standing beside her, had expressions as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

Guilliman adheres to the philosophy of materialism. He firmly believes that everything should be based on objective facts and rational thinking. In his view, Lorgar's almost extreme behavior is a distortion of the nature of things.

Clarks has always adhered to the ideas of revolution and communism, always advocated walking side by side with the people, and firmly believed in the power of mutual trust between people and the wisdom contained in every person.

Luojia's move is undoubtedly contrary to the principles they uphold.

Luo Jia's actions undoubtedly completely offended his brothers.

His "use any means necessary" approach made him the most brutal tyrant in the eyes of Guilliman and Clarks.

"That being said, no matter how much I dislike Lorgar's governance system, there's nothing I can do about it." Huile shook his head helplessly and continued, "After all, the Primarch has absolute control over his homeworld. This power is almost like an established rule. Even the Emperor usually doesn't interfere too much in the affairs of the Primarch on his homeworld."

There was a hint of emotion in Huile's tone. She understood that in this huge and complex imperial system, this special relationship between the Primarch and the mother planet was a deeply rooted existence.

Although Lorga's actions were difficult for Guilliman, Clarks and others to accept, from a rules perspective, it was indeed difficult for them to make substantial interventions in Lorga's actions on the planet Colchis.

This power structure not only gave the Primarchs great autonomy, but also, at times, triggered fierce clashes in ideas and behaviors.

"No, Huile, if this were just one planet, I could accept it and have nothing to say. But if all the planets occupied by Lorgar fell into this situation, what a tragic sight it would be."

Guilliman frowned. As the Primarch who was regarded as representing the Emperor's ambition and rationality, he simply could not sit idly by and watch the future of the Word Bearers occupying the planet. His heart was filled with deep worry.

"If you really can't stand what the Word Bearers are doing, you can just lead your own army to occupy those planets." Aurora suggested casually, with a hint of encouragement in her eyes.

"Is this... really possible?" A gleam of light flashed in Guilliman's eyes, and he was already eager to try it.

What the Lord of Ultramar had in mind was not simply territorial expansion, but a desire to fully demonstrate his governance capabilities, which he had always been proud of, in front of his brothers, so that they, especially Lorgar who was blinded by faith, could learn and change.

"The Emperor never stipulated that the planets surrounding a Primarch's homeworld must belong to him. Take the nearest planet near Nukyria, for example. Doesn't it belong to the 500th World? The Emperor made no statement on this, and Angron raised no objection! To put it bluntly, whoever conquers those worlds owns them."

Hui Le's words, like the whisper of a devil, were extremely bewitching and immediately aroused Guilliman's heart that longed for conquest and display.

After hearing this, Guilliman was indeed very excited.

After all, at this moment, his fleet and 250,000 Ultramarines are all gathered here. It seems that it is only a matter of time to conquer the Hazy Star Region.

Hui Le looked at Guilliman like this and felt secretly happy, knowing that his encouragement had been successful.

Koz, standing aside, always had his mouth wide open and a meaningful smile on his face, as if he had already foreseen the upcoming dramatic and interesting future.

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"Is it really okay for us to do this? I'm just worried that they'll start competing with each other and end up getting really angry!"

Clarks said with a worried look on his face. At this moment, he was sitting opposite everyone, watching his brothers and sisters leisurely eating fruit.

"Don't worry, I have a prophecy, they will never do that." Koz said carelessly while stuffing a big bite of the fruit in his hand into his mouth.

The flesh is sweet and sour, and the wonderful flavor instantly blossoms on the taste buds. "This fruit is really delicious!" Koz praised it.

After eating, he carefully preserved the seeds, thinking of handing them over to Guilliman's Minister of Agriculture later, asking him to study and cultivate this fruit so that it could be widely planted and more people could taste this delicious food.

Although Clarks still had some concerns in his heart, seeing that Koz was so confident, he could only suppress his worries for the time being.

After all, among this special group of theirs, Coates's predictions often have a certain mysterious accuracy.

Aurora skillfully threw a Macragge specialty coconut to Clarks with a gentle smile on her face.

"Don't worry so much and overthink things," she said softly, her tone full of relief. "They won't fight each other too badly. At most, they'll just have some military competition."

Aurora was like a caring older sister, patiently comforting the newly returned little brother.

Clarks took the coconut. Although his worries were slightly relieved, he still felt that things would not be so simple.

However, seeing Aurora so confident, he didn't say anything more. He just nodded slightly, forced a smile, and then turned his attention to the coconut in his hand, a specialty from Macragge.

The brothers and sisters around were still immersed in this brief relaxing atmosphere, eating fruits and occasionally chatting.

However, the shadow of the impending military competition always looms like a faint dark cloud, hanging over the Ultramarines and the Word Bearers Legions.

In the hazy star field, a large-scale military operation is in full swing.

Airdrop pods streaked across the sky like dense meteors, Thunderhawk fighters roared through them, and all kinds of landing weapons appeared on the planets in the star field.

The scene was like a spectacular and fierce steel storm sweeping over.

The 25 Astartes led by Guilliman showed amazing efficiency, successfully capturing 1 to 2 planets every hour on average.

The auxiliary soldiers cooperated well with each other, acted quickly and accurately, and continuously expanded their control range with excellent tactical arrangements and strong combat effectiveness.

Every landing and every battle demonstrated Guilliman's outstanding military command ability and the bravery of the Ultramarines.

Angertai witnessed with his own eyes the astonishing number of Ultramarines, their efficient movements and dense distribution. The scene was like a farm welcoming a bumper harvest of blueberries, with countless blueberries covering the mountains and fields.

He knew in his heart that their Word Bearers Legion had only 19 Astartes at most.

In addition, in order to protect the planet Colchis, a group of elite warriors must be left behind.

The 25-strong Ultramarines army before him made Angertai firmly believe that the strength of Guilliman, Lord of Ultramar, was far more than that. He must have hidden even more power in the vast 500 worlds.

In the conquest of this star field, every time Angertai led his company to successfully bring a planet under the control of the Word Bearers, almost at the same time, 2 or 3 planets would fall into Guilliman's hands, becoming a powerful symbol of his ambition.

This difference in expansion speed put Angertai under great pressure, and he also became more wary of Guilliman's growing influence in this star field.

Now on the planet Colchis, Lorgar's presence is like a sharp blade hanging over the heads of those members of the Mechanicus who are obsessed with gear machinery, or like a whip that is constantly swinging, making them terrified.

The struggle between Guilliman and Lorgar intensified, with members of the Mechanicus unfortunately becoming victims of this struggle.

Lorgar urgently needed to expand its military forces and replenish its equipment to cope with the pressure brought by Guilliman, and these needs ultimately fell heavily on the shoulders of the Mechanicus.

Members of the Mechanicus toiled day and night in hot and noisy workshops, manipulating complex mechanical devices to manufacture weapons and equipment for Lorgar's army. Their eyes were tired, and their hands were scarred from prolonged contact with hot metal and sharp tools, but they dared not slack off even a little.

Luo Jia's stern gaze and strict instructions always urged them on. If they made any mistakes, they might face cruel punishment.

In this power game between the Primarchs, they were helpless and were drawn into this grand and cruel vortex like ants.

Lorgar was largely jealous of Guilliman, but of course there was no one in the original question who was not jealous of Guilliman.

Every Primarch watched as Guilliman rapidly expanded his power and emerged in the interstellar space with the help of an efficient chapter system, and jealousy burned in his heart.

However, despite being madly jealous, Lorgar had to admit from the bottom of his heart that the chapter system implemented by Guilliman did have incomparable superiority.

In Lorgar's eyes, Guilliman was like a bright star that was contrary to his own ideals.

He is ambitious and plans everything in an orderly manner with his excellent rationality.

Luo Jia was eager to "dye" this influential brother into the color of his own faith.

He fantasized that one day Guilliman would be able to devote himself wholeheartedly to the fanatical pursuit of faith like himself, letting the light of faith cover their common path forward, rather than drifting further and further away on the track of reason and power.

A group of Word Bearers who had just undergone 19 operations and were wearing power armor had not yet recovered from the fatigue of the operations and the discomfort of their bodies adapting to the new equipment, but they had to embark on another expedition of atonement.

Lorgar's expression was solemn. His gaze swept across the faces of each Word Bearer, and he spoke loudly, "You shoulder a sacred mission. You must fight for more territory for the God-Emperor. Every inch of land brought under the glory of the God-Emperor can atone for the sins the Word Bearers have committed."

This group of Word Bearers stood upright, listening attentively to Lorgar's instruction, their eyes revealing determination and piety.

After a brief speech, the Word Bearers turned around in unison and boarded the warship with powerful steps.

They knew that they would devote themselves to the vast universe and spread the faith of the God-Emperor to every corner.

The battleships started slowly, cutting through the sky of the planet Colchis, to practice their loyalty to the God-Emperor and their persistence in atonement.

The first step of their atonement expedition is to seize back more territory belonging to Curchis from the ambitious Guilliman.

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On the "Glory of Macragge", Guilliman was commanding his warriors in an orderly manner.

His mind was like a precision-operated machine, constantly planning the resources he had just gained control of.

These newly acquired "properties" are like a complex chess game.

The key chess pieces are waiting for him to arrange them reasonably.

At this moment, he not only has to command the infrastructure work of three planets at the same time, ensuring that every facility can be built in an orderly manner and lay a solid foundation for future development; he also has to plan a reasonable attack route for the Extreme Warriors, so that every attack can accurately hit the target and exchange the minimum cost for the greatest results.

But all this was like everyday stuff to Guilliman, and he handled it with ease.

With the Primarch's outstanding leadership and extraordinary wisdom, he can always find the best solution in complicated affairs and arrange everything properly.

While Guilliman was giving precise instructions to the construction managers of each planet through the communication channel, he was watching the flashing lights on the tactical screen, which represented the movement trajectory of the Ultramarines.

With his sharp eyes, he quickly spotted a weak link in the enemy's defense and immediately instructed the commander of the attacking regiment to adjust the attack route.

"Attention, the right wing team will make a slight detour to draw enemy fire, and the main force in the middle will take advantage of the situation to break through. Be sure to maintain close coordination and don't give the enemy a chance to breathe."

Guilliman's voice was steady and powerful, clearly transmitted to the ears of every soldier through the communication equipment.

At the same time, he did not forget to pay attention to the progress of infrastructure work on the three planets.

"Accelerate the assembly of the energy shield generators on Macragge III. According to the established plan, initial startup must be completed within seventy-two hours. Also, optimize resource allocation for the orbital defense platform on Macragge V to ensure that the manufacturing of key components is not delayed."

Faced with such a complex and arduous task, Guilliman remained calm.

He knew very well that in this vast and constantly conflicted universe, only efficient overall planning could give him the upper hand in the competition with his opponents.

Just as Guilliman had arranged the front-line combat matters, he received a report on the livelihood issues of the newly occupied planet.

He thought for a moment and quickly offered a solution: "While ensuring military development, prioritize allocating resources to ensure the basic needs of the people. Establish temporary relief stations to ensure the supply of food and medical supplies. At the same time, initiate local agricultural and industrial reconstruction plans to enable the people to resume production as quickly as possible."

The Lord of Ultramar's decisions focused on both immediate stability and paved the way for the planet's long-term development.

Guilliman worked so hard, but deep down in his heart he actually had an ardent hope, that is, Lorgar could see everything he did.

"Lorgar, his poor brother, has been blinded by blind faith and has fallen deeply into the quagmire of excessive faith and worship of the so-called 'God-Emperor', to the point of completely abandoning his most precious rationality."

This seemed extremely tragic to Guilliman.

Reason is the guiding light for moving forward. Without it, it is like groping blindly in the dark and falling into the abyss at any time.

He hopes to demonstrate the power and value of rationality to Lorga through his outstanding performance in all aspects, whether it is efficient military command or reasonable planetary planning and governance, so as to awaken Lorga in this way and let him pick up the forgotten rationality again.

As long as Luo Jia can turn back from his mistakes and regain his rationality, he would not hesitate to give all the planets he had painstakingly obtained in the hazy star field to Luo Jia.

After all, in his opinion, his brother's awakening and return are far more important than these planets.

While Guilliman was busy with various affairs, he silently imagined the scene of reconciling with Lorgar and working together.

It is not easy to make Luojia regain his rationality, but he never thought of giving up.

In between commanding battles, Guilliman would often fall into deep thought, pondering how to have a deep and effective conversation with Lorgar.

He understood that tough measures would only backfire. What Luojia needed was understanding and guidance, not accusations and confrontation.

Guilliman planned to go to Colchis once the situation eased, and have a long talk with Lorgar as a brother rather than a competitor.

At the same time, Guilliman is also strengthening the construction within his own sphere of influence. He hopes to use tangible results to prove to Lorgar the advantages of rational governance.

He invested in Huile's experiments, and the technological research and development he gained were donated to these planets without reservation to improve their productivity and defense capabilities; improve the social system, and protect the welfare and rights of the people.

Foolish idealists hope that each planet will gradually come to life and become a prosperous place under the light of reason.

And on Colchis, Lorgar also felt the pressure brought by Guilliman.

But in his heart filled with faith, all this was just a manifestation of Guilliman's deviation from the right path of faith.

He firmly believed that the path he was taking was the true service to the God-Emperor and the path to salvation for the Word Bearers Legion.

Lorgar stepped up preparations to seize the areas next controlled by Guilliman, hoping to use the "God-Emperor's will" to retake those territories that he believed belonged to Colchis.

Lorgar was determined to prove to his rational brother Guilliman that only the ardent and fanatical faith was the irrefutable truth in the world.