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

"I tried my best to prevent you from ending up in this situation. I even considered making a deal with the devil to eliminate the curse of bloodthirst. But what about you?"

"The other scions and their chapters are resisting the weeping pain brought by the curse, but why don't they embrace it?"

Every word written by Sanguinius revealed disappointment and heartache, while the Astartes lying on the ground from the two chapters could only watch their father drift further and further away from them.

They tried to make excuses, but found that there was no reason at all to explain what they had done.

"The name of your chapter and your deeds will be forever recorded in the scrolls of the Blood Angels. From this day forward, all the glory you once possessed will be erased."

"Until you have atoneed for every sin you have committed, you are unworthy to call yourselves the descendants of the Blood Angels. You have brought shame upon the name."

These few words almost gripped the hearts of every Astartes from the Blood Knights and Vermilion Angels. They had expected this day to come so early.

The two captains looked as pale as death at this moment. They might as well die at this moment.

"From today on, your two regiments will be deployed to the front lines of the battlefield, but don't think I'm sending you to die."

"Dante, give them the bloody feather you have."

When hearing this, Dante's first reaction was a little reluctant. No wonder his father asked him to take out the holy relic before the trial began.

In his opinion, these two warbands that were sentenced by their father were not qualified to touch such a holy object.

"Father……"

"Give them that, and don't think I don't know you slipped that clean feather into the Chapter's ship's treasury."

Dante, whose little trick was discovered, immediately took out the reliquary containing the blood-stained feather and handed it to Sanguinius.

He watched as his father walked up to the two sinful chapter masters with the holy relic.

"From today on, your two chapters will be deployed to the front lines, but what you are to do is not to fight, but to awaken those brothers who may be controlled by blood thirst and black rage."

"The only way for you to atone for your sins is to obtain a letter from every other Successor Chapter of the Blood Angels, allowing their Chapters to vote on whether you have been cleansed of your sins."

"In addition, I will send people to monitor you and change the culture within your chapter. Otherwise, even the name that finally belongs to your chapter will be stripped away."

"This is the last mercy I will give you. You still have one more chance."

After placing the reliquary in front of the two chapter masters, Sanguinius left the place, leaving all the members of the two chapters lying on the ground to reflect.

Dante chose to catch up with Sanguinius after admonishing the two brothers, but as soon as he walked out of the sight of Jor and the others, he was pulled aside by a group of chapter leaders who jumped out of the pile of webway plants.

When Dante thought someone was going to attack him, a word from the other party made him lose his ability to resist instantly.

"And the feather?"

"That belongs to everyone! Hand it over!"

87

Chapter 87: Thousand Faces: Puzzling.

(Two updates today)

"Is he still angry, father?"

"Rather than being angry, he felt more sorrowful. He had hoped his child would become a beacon of light within the empire, and even hoped the Holy Blood Guard would continue to shine a light for humanity. But he never expected..."

Thousand Faces and Hilandri looked at Sandales calmly, while Dante, the Chapter Master who had served the Blood Angels for more than 1500 years, was also standing beside Sandales with a worried look on his face.

He could sense that his father was truly disappointed when he punished the Blood Knight and the Vermillion Angel.

"After ten thousand years, he had anticipated that his offspring would change to some extent. He never imagined that his offspring would retreat to such an extent in the face of the curse."

Sanguinius rubbed his head with a headache. Ever since he punished the two chapters, he had been hiding in the Sea of Souls as if he was heartbroken, and he didn't say a word. No matter how Angron tried to comfort him, it was useless.

Moreover, looking at the soul of Baal floating in his sea of souls, Sandiles had to think about when to find a carrier for it.

The pure souls transformed by the Old Goddess did indeed greatly expand the scale of the Sea of Souls, and also allowed the Sea of Souls to carry an additional portion of Baal's souls.

But even so, protecting this part of the soul is still a considerable pressure.

"Then what should we do next?"

Dante understood that the person talking to him at this time was not his father, because in terms of genetic bloodline, the other party should be his uncle.

The father was sad and angry at his son's actions, so the uncle had to command the Blood Angels.

Sitting in the command seat, Sandales carefully thought about the next action. Curze's true return, Guilliman's awakening and his own joining all meant that a new force was injected into the future of mankind.

But they eventually need to return to Terra. As the throne world, Terra is the center of the current power and situation of the human empire.

Moreover, the series of actions they need to take next for the empire must have a suitable name, and the giver of this name can only be the Emperor sitting on the Golden Throne.

They must go to the Throne Room to meet the Emperor himself, otherwise those who are unwilling to give up power will use all means to disrupt them.

"Return to Ultramar, gather strength, and then launch an expedition to Terra."

"Thanks to the efforts of the Cadians, the Eye of Terror failed to erupt completely. Although it poured a huge amount of Warp energy into the real universe like a tsunami, it still failed to completely divide the territory of the Empire."

Sandrix nodded lightly, then looked at Dante and told him the next plan.

"With the abandonment of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, the current Chaos Warmaster has become Huron, the leader of the Red Corsairs. However, it will take some time for him to master the power of Chaos. We must seize this opportunity to rebuild the Empire."

"Speaking of Abaddon, my lord, I remember seeing the Black Stone Fortress in the Baal system before, but where did it go later?"

"Abaddon will become a shield in the future. He will be deployed in the divided area of Ultramar 500, serving as a shield for Curze and I to rebuild the Legion."

Dante didn't react much when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the words "rebuilding the legion", he immediately became interested.

He was already too tired, he really didn't want to be in charge of the Blood Angels Chapter anymore, if the Primarch before him really intended to rebuild the Legion, then maybe he could put aside his duties and take a breather as easily as possible.

"I know what you're thinking, but don't think that the next legion reorganization will simply be a merger of the chapters. That's simply unrealistic, and you know it well."

Sandales' words made Dante's originally excited mood stagnate, and then he had a bad idea.

"Then can I give up my position as Chapter Master?"

Sandales glanced at Dante with a hint of amusement, then gave a wicked smile.

"Your mission is not yet complete, so you can't rest yet."

These words hit Dante's heart like a bolt from the blue. He originally thought that he could resign as the Chapter Master, but he didn't expect that the Primarch had no intention of letting him resign at all.

Now he just wants to lead a combat team to the front line and kill the enemies as a frontline soldier.

He was too tired, he had served the Imperium longer than even a considerable number of Primarchs.

"But don't worry, the next task is not as heavy as you think."

"The written records of the current chapters participating in the campaign are that they were destroyed in the Battle of Baal, with only a small number of members escaping by chance."

"So your mission is simply to train those new recruits in the Ultramar Sector."

New recruits? What new recruits?

Dante was a little stunned. There were dozens of different battle groups.

Except for those daughter groups that have their home planets stationed, the other daughter groups are basically ship-based battle groups. They all adopt a recruitment model where they find good talents and then bring them aboard ships for training and transformation.

He couldn't figure out where the new recruits of the Blood Angels were.

"Before he was wounded and fell into a slumber, the Lord of Ultramar had already prepared a backup plan. A great sage, directly obedient to the Emperor's will, successfully transformed and accumulated a large number of Primaris Astartes over ten thousand years."

"They are all outstanding individuals who were taken away by the Great Sage when they were children to undergo transformation surgery and brain combat training. But even so, they are still too young compared to the veteran Astartes."

"I can't just let them go onto the battlefield like this, otherwise they will surely suffer massive casualties."

Dante felt relieved after understanding the arrangement for him. The Primarch seemed to want him to serve as a teacher.

This is good, at least it is much easier than the pressure borne by the chapter leader.

"How long will it take us to reach the world of Ultramar?"

Sandiles turned his gaze towards Thousand Faces and Hilandri. If nothing unexpected happened, the Webway Gate on the Shrine World of Raphael would become a fast channel for the Ultramar world to conduct external activities.

Apart from the combatants on the world of Ultramar, no nobles or bureaucrats in the Empire would want to see the Primarch working with the aliens.

Therefore, this channel will only be used by combat troops in the world of Ultramar.

"It won't be long. The Webway is so fast that even such a large fleet won't be blocked in this wide passage."

At this time, Qianmian and Hilandri began to look at Sandiles with strange eyes.

They could feel that there seemed to be an extra "ball" in each other's sea of soul, but the soul of this planet must be moved out and it was impossible to stay in the sea of soul for a long time.

Just like the sanctuary relied upon by the Savage Eldar, the Primarch before him seemed to have stuffed part of Baal's soul into the Sea of Souls.

Even though it's only a part of it, it's still horrifying enough.

To use the simplest description of the Eldar, Sandales itself is a huge and movable spirit bone circuit. If you think about it from another perspective, Sandales is like an ark world built by the Emperor.

The Lord of Mankind secretly stuffed a lot of good things into Sandales's body without the knowledge of Prime Minister Malcador.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"Nothing, just a little surprised."

This time, a part of the planet's soul can be stuffed in.

What can be stuffed in next time?

I can't even think about it.

If it weren't so unlikely, we would all have to wonder if your soul's essence is connected to the Well of Eternity in the Warp.

Just when Sandales wanted to say something more, there was a lot of noise in the training ground of the Eternal Soul. The vibration there was so strong that even the main control room could feel it clearly.

If I remember correctly, all the chapter leaders should be in the training ground right now.

Could it be that there was a conflict between them?

"I'll go see what's going on, Dante, you stay here."

After saying this, Sandres immediately turned around and left the control room, without noticing Dante's hesitant expression.

Just like those chapter masters want to snatch the feather that they have secretly hidden.

Nearly a hundred technical sergeants from different chapters are now trying to safely remove Senai's power armor so that they can take out the feather without damaging the holy relic.

The Weepers and Flesh Tearers were thinking about how to save Brother Senai from the hands of dozens of chapter leaders, or to be more precise, how to save the feather in Brother Senai's hand.

As for the commotion just now, it was caused by those regiment commanders.

"You seem to know something?"

Qianmian, who was standing aside, looked at Dante. He could feel the guilt of this warrior. Dante must have not told Sandales the truth about something.

Although Dante had always wanted to avoid being looked directly at by Thousand Faces, in order to prevent his little thoughts from being known by this Eldar who was good at reading emotions and hearts, it now seemed that he could no longer hide it.

"The information about that feather was actually revealed by Mephisto and me..."

"Uh... your behavior in this regard is truly baffling."

"Each other..."

The closer he got to the training ground, the more Sandales could feel the vibrations coming from the ship's floor. The noise was like dozens of big men fighting each other.

It was obvious with a toe that it was those chapter masters who were initiating another honor duel.

"Open the door. I want to see what these guys are doing."

These words were not addressed to the Blood Angels guarding the gate.

Instead, he said this to the soul in the spirit bone circuit under his feet that controlled the internal hatch of the ship. He didn't know much about other things about the Eldar ship, but this spirit bone circuit was really useful.

Especially for individuals like me who are particularly sensitive to the soul, the spirit bone circuit is like an alternative artificial intelligence.

After all, it is real souls that flow in the spirit bone circuits, so it is not an exaggeration to compare them to artificial intelligence.

With the control of the spirit bone circuit, the door of the training ground was slowly opened, but just as it opened a crack, a combat dagger instantly flew towards Sandiles' forehead.

This situation frightened the veterans nearby so much that they felt cold all over.

They had almost figured out how the guy who threw the dagger should die.

However, although the dagger itself flew very fast, Sandales was still able to react to it.

In the eyes of his accompanying heir, the dagger flying towards him was instantly caught by the hilt, but the tip of the knife was still dozens of centimeters away from Sandiles' forehead.

"What on earth are you doing? I need an explanation..."

Sandiles's unfinished words came to an abrupt halt as he saw dozens of technical sergeants carrying various industrial parts on their backs. They were surrounding the Senai brothers and discussing various almost outrageous plans for disassembling power armor.

Several technical sergeants even came to blows due to conflicting opinions on the plan.