Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

Now that the company champion has left, it's time for them to compete for a new championship. They also want to become the personal guard and the personal chef of that master, so...

"Then, let the celebration begin."

After all, after the war, they needed to relax a bit, so Rilano also planned to hold a traditional celebration for the Emperor's Children, but...

hum.

As he finished speaking, the monastery was filled with people. In the blink of an eye, the Emperor's Children had changed into their initial equipment, and then the ceremonial accessories were replaced with pots, pans, and utensils.

"Then let's compete to see who will be the new top chef!!!"

"it is good!!!"

"..."

Watching the Emperor's Child rush out and start stirring the fire, Rilano froze. Then, with a hint of relief, he shook his head. The Emperor's Child of the past no longer existed. Wasn't that a good thing?

Besides, if he let this group of people engage in art, Ruilano felt that they would only rush towards the most abstract direction, the kind that could not be pulled back.

Thinking of this, Rilano felt sleepy and then fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Didn't I ask you to handle government affairs? What the hell is this? Your planetary governor is not just a piece of crap inherited from his family, is he?"

Stunned, Zhou Ye stared at the pile of documents before him and lifted the planetary governor up. The height of more than four meters made the governor swallow his saliva.

"You really can't blame me, sir. Take a closer look at what these documents are."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ye picked up one of them and was stunned for a moment.

Cruiser Approval Request from the Fourth Company (Lunar Wolves)

"Gene Seed Application Process."

Application for Recruitment of the Sun Auxiliary Army

Application for Construction of a New Weapons Factory

"..."

"My Lord, I really don't dare deal with the affairs of the Astartes. Moreover, you brought back over ten million people this time. Resettling them is a huge undertaking."

The planetary governor was a bit frantic about this. Although it was an honor for their family to be able to follow this lord, there were indeed many problems. This time, on Zhou Ye's way back, he also grabbed tens of millions of people along the way.

Basically, all of them are down-nesters and scavengers, no more than 20 years old, and many of them even have two or three children in their early twenties.

Zhou Ye also grabbed these superior citizens in one breath. As for those planetary governors, he just waved his hand and said you can take whatever you want.

By the way, he also killed a lot of chicken thieves and cults, and then the planetary governor was dumbfounded. This is a huge population, and now he was also called over by Zhou Ye among a group of documents.

"Okay, go back and continue with your work."

After looking at the documents in front of him, Zhou Ye was silent for a moment. He then drove him away, his body gleaming with light. He took off his armor and returned to his original height of about 1.8 meters.

After all, he is not a Primarch, but just an ordinary human being.

"I need a new plan. Let's prepare for the second phase of the Astartes Manufacturing Plan. We need to focus on strengthening internal affairs and let the Legion learn about internal and foreign affairs. Forget it... Let's make some modified versions of Smurfs first."

After looking at these things, Zhou Ye didn't want to move. This was just the beginning, he still had more important things to do.

The first thing was to make more gene seeds and add some private goods related to internal affairs. After all, such a huge space hulk, I haven't had time to clean it up yet.

This time he estimated that he would not be leaving for many years. As for the people to help him deal with internal affairs, he planned to get some Ultramarines. After all, he already had Ultramarines' Dreadnoughts, so a few Ultramarines wouldn't be bad either.

Zhou Ye then spent a few minutes reading and processing all the hundreds of documents.

He also planned to expand his army, aiming to have around 10,000 canned soldiers under his command. It was important to understand that these apocalyptic-level battles had also resulted in certain losses. This time against Fulgrim, only two-thirds of his canned soldiers had arrived. Many were left here to collect dust, so he had also suffered some losses.

So now he also needs to quickly replenish his personnel. He plans to replenish the more than 10 million people with 1,000 cans. It's not that he can't spawn more soldiers, but he also needs to control the quality of the personnel.

After all, his idea of replenishing personnel was similar to that of the Great Crusade. What was currently restricting the surge in the number of Astartes was not suitable people, but simply the limitations of the Astartes Codex and gene-seed.

As for the so-called Astartes Codex, in Zhou Ye's eyes, it was just Guilliman's toilet paper. He didn't care about that, and he had other plans.

Large-Scale Memory Infusion Plan

This is a special method he uses to directly inject a certain amount of memory into people's minds. This can quickly and easily train workers of different types of work, but of course not too much will be injected.

After that, Zhou Ye explained everything to Klein and asked her to help him deal with it, and then he entered the theater with a capacity of 1,000 people.

Looking at the terrifyingly huge warship at this moment, he couldn't help but lick his lips. It was time to reap the rewards.

Although this plan had its ups and downs, fortunately, his goal had been achieved. He also made a small profit along the way, and now all he needed to do was to digest it thoroughly.

This will be a huge process, but also a happy one. For this reason, Zhou Ye also used his authority to modify the speed of time and space in the 1,000-person theater, so that what passes inside for several days will only take an hour outside.

……

Just as Zhou Ye began to get busy, Judge Chris also sorted out the information in his hands, including the battle report and a large amount of integrated video footage.

"You wouldn't have guessed it, but the losses this time were truly minimal. My Storm Heirs lost only a third of their troops, and the Flesh Tearers lost less than a fifth. It was the Black Templars who suffered the most, having jumped ship directly to the Battle Moon, where they lost half their men."

Looking at what he had in his hand, Chris felt it was a little magical.

As for the Dark Angels and the Ultramarines, they suffered no losses at all. After all, there were too few of them, and they were the elite among the elite.

"One was given to the Terran Military Affairs Department, and the other to Fenris... Is it because of that Space Wolves' Dreadnought? It seems we need to pay attention to their relationship with the Space Wolves... Or maybe it's not necessary. Their Dreadnoughts include the Imperial Fists, the Ultramarines, the Blood Angels, and... the Emperor's Children."

Chris felt a headache pounding as he looked at the information in his hand. These ten-thousand-year-old Dreadnoughts, without their original masters, held far too important a position. A single word from one of them would have these founding groups, along with their offshoots, in motion.

Coupled with the fearlessness of the Space Wolf that was defeated by Typhons, Chris felt that what appeared in front of him was a big net, a huge net.

He could already mobilize a considerable portion of the entire force, so he gave up thinking about it. After all, this matter was not something he needed to worry about. After watching the ships bound for the Space Wolves' system and Holy Terra leave, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards Macragge.

So soon...

Fenris, a world covered in ice and snow all year round.

"That's all. As long as you can move, that's all. Also, I thought you'd fall into a deep sleep, but I didn't expect you to wake up so soon. It seems you haven't been in the subspace for too long."

Looking at the Dreadnought in front of him, a great sage of the Mechanicus said with some surprise. It's not easy to awaken the Dreadnought of Ten Thousand Years, but I didn't expect it to be so easy for this Wolf Pack.

As for the tattered Contemptor Dreadnought before him, it had also been restored to its original state. Of course, this was only the appearance. In reality, the inside was still in tatters, so forget about putting up any fight. It would fall apart immediately, and this was the limit of what he could do.

Even now he finds it amazing how these minced meat-level wet parts were stuffed in.

It gave him the feeling that it was pieced together from fallen corpse parts. That biological priest must be very powerful.

"Elder, we have received new battle reports."

At this moment, a wolf cub rushed in excitedly. At this time, all their Space Wolves on Fenris had arrived.

Since the elder happened to be there, the Alpha Wolf invited him to come and take a look. Based on the battle reports sent so far, it seemed that this was the warband their elder had originally belonged to, and it was also given to them by a Contemptor Fearless himself.

At a time like this, it is natural to let this person pass.

Sure enough, the Space Wolves' hall was bustling with activity, and the leader, Logan, was sitting in the main seat.

Now, when he saw the elder coming, he immediately invited him to sit down warmly, and then the organized video was played.

Then the entire Wolf Castle fell into silence. They saw the huge space hulk, the huge chicken thieves and greenskins that filled the mountains and the sea. The battle scenes left the group of wolf cubs stunned.

When Fulgrim finally appeared, the entire Wolf Fort fell silent, and at that moment...

"NO!!!"

98

Chapter 98 No matter what the cost, humanity will surely defeat chaos.

In the hall of Fenris, everyone's gaze froze again with the appearance of the fallen Primarch Fulgrim.

Although the Black Templars left too quickly and didn't let them see the video of their battle, the battle on the surface alone was exciting enough, especially when the great enemy of the human empire appeared, they all felt suffocated.

Although Mortarion was also a Fallen Primarch last time, he started fighting with Zhou Ye as soon as he appeared. Then the two of them rolled and crawled into the Nurgle army together, and they didn't even notice it.

After all, the Space Wolves couldn't get close at that time, but this time Fulgrim had already appeared in front of them. Seeing this thing, Logan almost instantly grabbed the battle axe at his waist, but soon relaxed.

He knew the horror of the Fallen Primarch, and every appearance of Magnus was a disaster for the Space Wolves. Most people had never faced a demonic Primarch, and even those who had seen Mortarion's Volvo couldn't be considered experienced.

After all, Zhou Ye had withstood all the frontal pressure at that time, and when the two people behind him fought one-on-one, there was no one to help.

So Logan knew Magnus would return, but he just didn't know when. But now there was good news: the gene-seed that had returned with Elder Remont was surprisingly stable, giving the Space Wolves a rare opportunity to regenerate their forces.

The only problem is that the new recruits are a bit abstract, but it's not a big problem.

But just when the group was feeling suffocated, the familiar black armor and golden sword fell from the sky again. Along with it, there were also several ancient fearless warriors. Seeing this, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, everything will be fine as long as that adult launches the attack.

but……

"NO!!!"

Seeing the fearless men descending from the sky, Raymont Icefang let out a shrill cry. All the wolf pack members flinched at this moment. This elder was even older than Bjorn.

It is the oldest fearless creature in their wolf pack, no doubt about it.

So when he lost his temper, Bjorn would listen obediently. Furthermore, the story of this lord had spread throughout the ages. He had marched through battlefields alongside these equally ancient dreadnoughts.

He could not participate in such a glorious battle for the Emperor and the Imperium of Man, searching for something they didn't even know what could save the Imperium. That was worse than death, and the Space Wolves were filled with envy at the Space Marines who died in that battle.

Therefore, these people also understand the current situation of Raymont Ice Fang. That's why they are so honest. No one wants to be Aruba.

Just as Logan was about to go up and comfort the elder, he was a little surprised to see that after the other party screamed, he slowly stood up.

By this time, Volvo and his companions were trembling in a corner, having been strangled and beaten by a pack of wolf cubs. "It was to protect you that the elders suffered such severe injuries, and you were the worst performer of all."

They were still being severely trained, but now that they saw the elders stand up, they all became timid, because it was because of them that the elders had no chance to participate in such a sacred battle, so...

Several people were already prepared to be taken to Aruba. After all, the elder had just been repaired and needed to stretch his muscles.

However, Raymond didn't attack him at this time. Instead, he remained silent and kept pacing back and forth in the huge hall, running, and rolling...

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

The sound amplified by electronic instruments seemed extremely distorted at this time.

Finally, under the astonished gazes of the wolf cubs, he rushed out, running across the icy and snowy landscape of Fenris, howling at the sea like a husky.

"..."

At this time, the wolf cubs no longer cared about recording the video. They lay at the door and stared at the scene in a daze.

Finally, the Contemptor Fearless stood up, facing the Frozen Ocean of Fenris, and said in a sad but firm tone:

"No matter what the cost, humanity will defeat Chaos...!!!"

"..."

"That Blood Angel is too much!!!"

"Why haven't I learned even a little bit of Sanguinius's good qualities?!"

In an instant, the entire Fenris was in chaos...

They weren't idiots; they could see that the Blood Angel Dreadnought had done it on purpose. It was just that the elders had said that he and that person were constantly trash-talking each other.

They'd better not talk about these little fun things between the elders.

……

On the other side, compared to Fenris, the Dark Angels' base, the Stone Fortress, seemed extremely quiet at this time.

The Dark Angels, if their messy little secrets were not involved, they would be the knights in the legend, perfectly matching all the qualities of knights in Western mythology.

Humility, Honesty, Compassion, Valor, Justice, Sacrifice, Honor, Spirituality

Of course, once it involves their little secrets, I feel embarrassed to criticize them.

There are almost no people who are not crazy, but now it is above the port of the Stone Fortress.

The Dark Angels Chapter Master, Supreme Grand Master Azrael, Dark Angels Librarian Ezekiel and all other high-level officials gathered here.

Of course, not only them, but also all members of the Dark Angels, as well as the servants of those chapters, have gathered here. This is a glorious moment, according to the news they have transmitted.

They fought a great battle, drove out a corrupted Primarch, and brought back as a token of their victory the fragment of the rapier that had slain Ferrus Manus.

It is natural that the Dark Angels would publicize such an honorable and glorious moment with great fanfare.

After all, the same old saying applies: when secrets are not involved, the Dark Angels are the standard knights in Western fantasy, and they also value glory.

Soon, as the huge war barge slowly approached the port, a gate was lowered.