Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

Guilliman and his two companions quickly wiped out all traces of Fulgrim, promising a swift and merciless attack, and letting the people of Ultramar see their determination to fight to the death on behalf of humanity against the great enemy of Chaos.

Fulgrim, his consciousness banished to the Palace of Pleasure, destroyed everything around him.

He climbed up from the soft bed with anger and roar, and vowed to kill the three hateful brothers who dared to belittle and insult him.

Guilliman walked step by step towards the position facing all his people, while Curze and Sandales followed closely behind him. The scene of the three Primarchs standing together once again stirred up waves in the hearts of mortals.

They had only seen this mythical scene in the documents and paintings of the state religion.

And now, they are able to witness all of this with their own eyes in their lifetime.

The sun happened to shine down from the sky at this moment, completely illuminating the three Primarchs and the place where they were. The light was painted on their bodies, and many people even vaguely saw the other two looming figures.

At this moment, they are divine and holy.

The fanatical mortals burst into endless cheers. The appearance of the fallen people did not have any negative impact on the entire event. Instead, it pushed the atmosphere of the parade to a higher level.

The surging human emotions created waves in the warp, dispersing countless raging warp storms.

After letting the crowd cheer wildly for a while, Guilliman raised his hand to signal them to stop cheering for a while.

When the people saw Guilliman's actions, they immediately stopped cheering and looked at the great figure on the platform with burning eyes.

They knew that the Son of God had something to say to them.

They will hear the divine teachings with their own ears.

"People of Ultramar, I have returned!"

Guilliman's resonant voice was transmitted through propaganda equipment to all places where the scene was being broadcast, from the squares of various planets to the corners of some alleys.

"Danger is everywhere, but I'm proud of you for still choosing to bravely fight it and persevere to survive!"

"You have done a great job. You have stayed true to your identity as a human being and have guarded your glory as a human being!"

"As the Emperor's own son, I salute you!"

As the last words fell, all the mortals who had listened cheered again, but Guilliman quickly extended his hand, silencing them.

"My fellow countrymen, I know you will look at us and say, this is the powerful Son of God, a being of untold power, one who can defeat all enemies."

"But I can only deny such claims. I can't defeat all the enemies by myself. I can't face the overwhelming fleet alone, nor can I save the entire empire by myself."

Guilliman's voice was still echoing, and the people in the entire square just listened silently to the teachings of the Primarch. They knew that the Primarch could not face everything alone.

Therefore, they were waiting for the Primarch to say what they wanted to hear and let them do what they had always wanted to do.

Under their gaze, Guilliman opened his broad hands, and the golden double-headed eagle reflecting the sunlight on the Armor of Destiny was particularly conspicuous. His eyes full of hope and brilliance looked down and swept across everyone he could see.

Whoever saw Guilliman's eyes at this moment by whatever means seemed to feel that the Primarch's gaze had just passed by them.

They saw enthusiasm in those eyes, saw the never-extinguished fire of hope, and also saw the Primarch's earnest expectations for mortals like them.

"On the day when the Emperor led humanity on its true journey, he declared his true wish to me. He hoped that every human being would be able to hold their head high with pride and face the warm sunshine freely."

"He longs for everyone to possess their true self, and he prays to reshape the true soul of mankind through self-confidence and self-reliance!"

An unspeakable power spread from Guilliman's voice, which made those who heard the voice abandon the dark thoughts in their hearts and focus their confused souls on those glorious and brilliant qualities.

Their hearts trembled again, and their emotions gradually rose at this moment.

"It was everyone's joint efforts that defeated the enemy. Every brave person used their courage and sacrifice to exchange for a hopeful future for all mankind!"

"They risked their lives to advance through dense artillery fire and bullets, and they stepped over the broken bodies of their comrades beside them!"

Tragic scenes appeared in their sight like miracles, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"They lost their comrades and their lives, but they never lost their determination!"

"They marched with resolute steps towards their destined death! And they sacrificed their precious lives without hesitation for the continuation and hope of mankind!"

Those roaring, bloody and tearful faces flashed through everyone's mind, even though they were sure they had never seen such a scene before.

The faint sound of war cries rang in my ears, and the roars of people ready to die continued one after another.

Fanatical and loyal people silently shed tears because of these sounds and pictures, because in the corners they did not know, countless mortals and soldiers were giving everything for the survival of the entire ethnic group.

The mortal auxiliaries looked at the Primarch who was proud of them with red eyes, while the Astartes silently felt the infinite power that the passionate emotions brought to their bodies.

The Primarch's voice seemed to have magical power, penetrating everyone's defenses and directly hitting the most fragile and easily touched part of their hearts.

"I swear here that I will restore that glorious and splendid empire! I will restore a power so powerful that the entire galaxy will tremble! I will restore a destiny free from all pain and scars to the hands of humanity itself!"

"For humanity!"

The entire world of Ultramar is boiling!

All the people living in Ultramar shouted slogans excitedly.

They knew that the future of humanity would return, and the Primarch would be with them.

Amidst cheers, Guilliman left the platform, and Sandales and Curze turned around together. There were many things to do next, and if they wanted to finish them as soon as possible, they had to start now.

Listening to the cheers from the square, Guilliman pushed open the door of a conference room.

The three Primarchs entered together, and standing in the conference room were all the Chapter Masters and Chapter Representatives currently in the world of Ultramar.

In the coming period, Guilliman and his men will issue a series of orders to these chapter masters and representatives.

The world of Ultramar must be recovered, this vast ancient world must be put into operation again, injecting new power into the human empire.

"Father, all the Chapter Masters and Chapter Representatives who were able to come have arrived here."

Calgar, Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, immediately came forward. Although Guilliman had taken over the command of the Ultramarines from him, the other party still reserved the title and the due power for him.

Should Guilliman be unable to issue orders, he would once again assume the duties of Chapter Master and command the Ultramarines until Guilliman returned and issued the Primarch's orders.

"Very good, Calgar."

Guilliman affirmed the results of Calgar's work. This Ultramarines Chapter Master ten thousand years later had his own powerful abilities and was a loyal warrior worthy of trust and reliance.

The return of the Primarch made all the chapter leaders in the conference room extremely excited. They had never thought that in this dark age, a powerful Primarch would be able to return.

These demigods, who had once given everything for the empire, were still willing to shoulder the burden of the entire empire, a burden that ordinary people could not bear, and lead them forward again in this dangerous and turbulent period.

"Loyal warriors, thank you very much for all you have done for the Empire in these dark times. But please forgive me for not having time to prepare a thank you banquet for you, as our upcoming mission is quite heavy."

At this moment, Guilliman seemed to have returned to the image of the war commander who coordinated everything ten thousand years ago. At this time, most of the world of Ultramar had been lost, leaving him with a large stage to command.

"We three Primarchs have briefly discussed privately and have decided to halt the reconstruction of the Legion and instead expand it."

"Of course, this decision is currently only in effect during the Ultramar Reconquest period. Once the Ultramar Reconquest War is over, the expansion decision will be completely abolished."

In just a moment, Guilliman had memorized the expressions on the faces of different chapter masters. Some of them disdained the treaty of the Holy Code, while others were extremely obedient to it.

Taking the Nova Marines as an example, the current Chapter Master of the Nova Marines is Badan-Dovaro.

The Chapter Master showed a look of surprise when he heard that he had decided not to follow the provisions of the Holy Code and was going to expand the size of the Chapter, but he showed a look of understanding when he heard that this decision had a time limit.

It is obvious that this chapter has been following the Holy Code for too long, and any rash changes to the Holy Code may very likely shake the foundation of this type of Holy Code group.

Even more seriously, those chapters that are unwilling to change the provisions of the Codex are likely to have misunderstandings about themselves, such as rumors that they intend to control the empire by rebuilding the legion.

These rumors may originate from the Astartes themselves, but they may also originate from those who intentionally spread them.

Adding a time limit to this decision is merely testing the tolerance of these chapters.

You should know that I am planning to secretly set aside a part of the area as the Ultramar Separation Zone.

There, Curze could conduct his operations, rebuilding and expanding the Night Lords Legion to serve as the Assassin's Court on the world of Ultramar.

It is also possible to allow Sandales to bring the Blood Angels descendants into the separation zone, so that the regulations of the Holy Codex can be bypassed on the grounds of participating in the War to Recover Ultramar, thereby continuously expanding the size of the Blood Angels Mother Group and its various daughter groups.

Those who had 'sacrificed' on Baal would gather in the Sundering Zone and teach the Primaris recruits until they once again had the strength of three Legions at their disposal, at which point they would immediately march towards Terra.

83

Chapter 83 You are lying to yourself, brother.

(Today there will be more, and a lot of them)

(Also, since GW didn't include the information of the current Chapter Master of the Aurora Chapter, I had to activate the skill called Black Hand and bring back the previous Chapter Master Herac Enhusen to work overtime.)

(Please forgive me)

"My lord, the fleet is ready, we can set off."

At this time, Herac Enhusen, the Chapter Master of the Dawn Goddess Chapter, found Sandales. The Chapter Master, who almost died in the Goru Rebellion, returned to the real world due to the miracle of the Emperor, and suddenly led the Chapter to Ultramar for a long pilgrimage without notifying anyone.

No one knew why they suddenly came to Ultramar, and no one knew why they stayed in Ultramar for half a year.

At the low-altitude spaceport of Macragge, the fleets belonging to the Aurora and Nova Marines have been assembled. Under Guilliman's orders, they will fully support the upcoming Battle of Baal.

In order to deal with the threat of large numbers of Zerg aliens, the Dawn Goddess Chapter is equipped with a considerable number of heavy melta and large-caliber bombs, and even the number of armored vehicles is three times more than that of ordinary chapters.

Considering those Zerg units have thick chitinous shells, they are also equipped with many heavy plasma launchers obtained from the Mechanicus.

The relationship between the Aurora Chapter and the Mechanicus is very close, thanks to their homeworld being the industrial world of Firestorm.

The Nova Marines also anticipated the difficulty of the upcoming battle, and therefore mobilized a batch of large-caliber explosive warheads from Ultramar, especially ammunition used by long-range impactor artillery.

Moreover, veteran scouts from the Death Watch were summoned in the name of Guilliman. The heavy sniper bolters in the hands of these alien handling masters will accurately snipe and kill every node creature on the battlefield.

According to the information brought back by Death Watch, these node creatures directly control the command of those Zerg units. As long as they are killed, the surrounding Zerg units will at least have a short period of command suspension.

"Be careful on this trip. That's a whole swarm of tentacles from the Leviathan Hive Fleet. No one knows how many swarms will roar towards Baal."

"If the situation is not right, don't act rashly."

Guilliman looked at his brother with concern.

If possible, he really didn't want to let this brother go to the Baal galaxy in person, but now almost all the Blood Angels have gathered in Baal.

If Sanguinius does not go, he will be breaking the promise he made to these heirs, and Sanguinius' soul will be very depressed.

The brother in front of him gave up the plan to rush to help Bal first, and instead chose to wake himself up first. He will definitely repay this favor.

"Don't worry, I'm not the only one in charge of commanding this war."

Guilliman knew what Sandales was talking about, so he didn't say much, but just watched Sandales board the Eldar's Eternal Soul.

This high-speed vessel will serve as the flagship for the next operation, and their route to Baal will not be through the Warp, but through the Webway.

According to Hilandri the Harlequin, the Eldar have a large webway leading directly to a planet called Bagh-Ramana near the Baal system.

It was a barren planet with howling sandstorms sweeping across the entire surface of the planet. There was no biomass and the Zerg would not pay any attention to it at all.

The most important thing is that it is located in the southern part of the Baal galaxy.

Intelligence indicates that this swarm tentacle originated directly from the Leviathan Hive Fleet, and the swarm tentacle itself extended from the Hades Galaxy in the north of Baal.

A warp rift that spans the entire Hades Galaxy blocks the passage between the Leviathan Hive Fleet and Baal, where the Blood God's demons are engaged in a frenzied battle with the Zerg.

No one knew why the Blood God turned his attention to these soulless alien individuals, but this action directly helped Baal block the Zerg tentacles for quite a long time.

Therefore, the Blood Angels have not yet engaged in direct conflict with the Zerg, but have instead sent fleets and troops to the Hades galaxy to build an outer defense line.

After boarding the ships, the support fleet set sail from Macragge in a mighty manner.

Looking up at the sky, all the people standing on Macragge knew that this noble Primarch gave up the opportunity to save his home world first and came to awaken their leader. Now it was time for their world of Ultramar to return the favor.

"I hope you will be victorious and return safely. When you lead your descendants to join the world of Ultramar, we will welcome you back with the most sumptuous banquet."

Countless people knelt on the ground, praying for the Emperor's blessing for Sandilis and the soldiers who went to support him with the most pious emotions.

Koz, hiding in the shadows of the city cluster, silently watched the fleet leave, while the sharp claws on the back of his hand pierced through a felon who had just wanted to kill a child.

He bid farewell to his noble and strong brother Sandres with the blood of the wicked, and played a farewell music for him with the painful wails of the wicked.

The fleet was sailing very fast, and it didn't take long for them to return to the shrine world of Raphael that they passed through when entering Ultramar.

This planet, originally garrisoned by the Ultramarines and attacked by multiple Chaos warbands, still exists here. The southern hemisphere of the planet has suffered damage from the war, while the northern hemisphere is relatively intact.

"Brother, we are the combat unit of the Second Company of the Ultramarines stationed here. Where are you going?"

"We will lead a team to support Baal and participate in the Battle of Baal. Our cousins from the Blood Angels are facing the threat of the Zerg there. We will be led by the Archangel Sanguinius himself."

The combat teams stationed on the ground were still a little confused about where they were going, but when they heard that Archangel Sanguinius was personally leading the fleet to Baal, their only doubts turned into excitement.

Although the flagship of this fleet is an Eldar vessel, this is of no concern, as the presence of the Archangel Sanguinius means that this fleet is their ally.

"Are you going to activate that exposed alien facility in Raphael?"

"Yes, we will enter the webway from there and head towards the vicinity of the Baal system."

"I see. We will issue the order immediately and have the planetary defense line let us pass."