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Reports of the plague within the Extreme Starfield are becoming increasingly frequent. The Ultramarines, already burdened with both Chaos and Xenomorph threats, seem unable to spare the resources to provide assistance at this critical moment.
Meanwhile, in the central region, an orc warlord force known as the "Beasts" is rising in Amegidodon, plunging the nearby front lines into silence.
The once glorious human empire is now in a perilous situation, surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Whether it's the Chaos Heretics or the Aliens, they all come from those who are eyeing this galactic overlord who is showing signs of decline and fatigue.
......
The main hall of the Baal Fortress Monastery.
At this moment, the hall of the Holy Blood Angels, sculpted with the beauty of art and sacrifice, is filled with chapter commanders from various sub-command groups, or company commanders or generals representing their chapters to participate in the Battle of Baal.
The Blood Angels' sub-groups are second only to Ultramarines in size among all the newly formed groups.
As one of the very few Primarchic Legions among all the founding chapters, the Blood Angels can easily identify their sub-chapters by having female Space Marines, thus reducing the possibility of other chapters trying to infiltrate under false pretenses.
Not to mention the angels' innate beauty and artistic talent.
"Dear children of mothers, dear compatriots, we have been waiting for you."
Dante, clad in full golden armor and wearing the mask of Saint Gillespie, emerged from the hall. Behind her, the relief depicting the Passion of Saint Gillespie appeared even more poignant in the Baal sunlight. Beneath the mask, her aged yet still bright eyes shone brightly amidst the many figures in the fortress monastery hall.
Holy Angel, Angel of Light, Crimson Angel, Blood Legion, Bloodwing, Burning Blood, Bloodletter, Flesh Tearer, Blood Knight, Lamenter...
They, children of various blood angels and also descendants of Saint Gilles, are now gathered together at the Baal Fortress Monastery.
Some chapters were even on the verge of corruption, and Dante was unwilling to admit that the Space Marines who were killing in the name of their mother, Sanguis, were also her offspring... But with Baal's life hanging in the balance, she had to make the most of every available force.
But... Dante, who believed he had lived long enough, did not recall any of Saint Gilles' offspring being known as the Phoenix Sons.
There is no record of this in the register of the fortress monastery.
Where did these tall, muscular guys come from?
"I apologize, everyone, but before the Chapter Sacrament begins, there is one thing I need to clarify."
"Charlotte, Commander of the [Son of the Phoenix], on behalf of the Holy Blood Angels and all its sub-commands, I would like to express our heartfelt gratitude for your arrival."
"But I have one more request—if you are not children of Saint Gilles, the upcoming Chapter Sacraments may involve core secrets of our Blood Angels..."
The Holy Blood Angels' sacraments are extremely mysterious.
Dante, a veteran of a thousand years, is only comparable in reputation and prestige to Calgar, the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, within the human empire.
"Lord Dante, thank you for your kind reminder. However, according to the examination report of the great sage Belisarius, we, the Sons of the Phoenix, are all offspring of the Holy Blood Angels."
Now, his purple and gold paint has been changed to red and gold. He has taken the alias Charlotte, the Chapter Master, and together with his lieutenant Nulus (Tetus), he entered the fortress monastery as the leader of the Blood Angels.
The initial impressions of these two mysterious guests who suddenly barged in were all the same among the many chapter leaders and commanders.
Big.
Compared to the original Space Marines, the average Space Marine appears shorter in comparison.
There are no angels whose offspring are this big.
"He is not simple."
As for Morpheus, the chief curator of the Blood Angels' think tank, he still seems to be very wary of Casca.
"I hope you really are here to help us fight the Zerg, just as you say."
Before Dante came out to preside over the Chapter's sacrament, he spoke to Casgar with great caution.
"This brings us to the help of a new technology from the great sage Belisarius—the original casting technology..."
Seeing that almost all the squad leaders and Dante were casting incredulous glances at Casca, he calmly offered his explanation.
He had already prepared his speech and the choice of the envoy before he even arrived.
Since demons can possess the concept of "Chaos Unbound Demons," then the mysterious Phoenix Children, derived from the gene seeds of various warbands (veterans salvaged from the Comoros Arena), could also be considered a form of Empire Unbound.
The Empire has no warbands!
Although most of the rescued Comorian veterans were Guilliman's sons, this did not prevent a few who were actually original Forged warriors from the Blood Angels from going to the fortress monastery as guards accompanying the Casgars to land in Baal.
Next, Kasgar recounted how his Phoenix Sons suffered heavy losses and nearly perished during their expedition into the Warp.
However, at this critical moment, the miraculous Doraemon delivered crucial Prototype Space Marine technology to them—a modification process that would have required nineteen surgeries and was much more complex, could be completed in just a few months.
New recruits manufactured using the original casting technique not only form quickly, but also save a significant amount of training and reserve time.
Furthermore, because a large amount of pre-existing technical and tactical knowledge was injected during the original casting surgery, although they were all new recruits, in terms of technical skills, each of the Phoenix Sons was no less skilled than any veteran—this was the combat experience of those veterans who had been rescued from the Comoros.
Faster, bigger, stronger (more Waaaaagh) Proto-Forged Space Marines, the Phoenix Spawns, are about to be deployed into real combat as the first new force of the Caul.
"If the response is positive, I think he will be willing to help all of our Space Marines complete the Primal Forging upgrade in the future."
Casca's words caused a huge stir.
“Cauer? How can that guy claim to have improved upon the Great Emperor’s creation? The Space Marines are already perfect!”
“I don’t believe what he’s saying. They’re clearly a bunch of extreme warriors painted in red. I don’t see any love for his mother in his eyes.”
“That’s right. This is not the look a child of a Saint Gillespie should have.”
"Perhaps you really should get out of here with that nonsensical original casting technology—"
"Ugh."
Faced with numerous questions from regimental and company commanders regarding Casca's explanation, Dante stepped forward and signaled for everyone to stop.
As a living fossil who has served for over a thousand years, she has gradually become the embodiment of an angel in legends. It can be said that Dante's prestige among all the Holy Blood Angels and their subgroups is now second only to the angels themselves.
"Let the sons of the phoenix join our sacred rites."
With a formidable enemy at hand, if the Blood Angels were to argue over such a trivial matter as whether the other party was a pure descendant of Saint Gilles, they would only face the fate of being swallowed up by the Zerg Hive fleet.
Since the Phoenix Children are all newcomers participating in the Chapter Sacred Ritual for the first time, let them experience the unique Chapter culture of the Blood Angels, which will make it easier for them to integrate.
Perhaps this will also awaken their deep-seated "love" for their mothers.
"......"
"I have a bad feeling."
Titus, who was standing next to Casca, said this after Dante returned to the main position.
......
The Chapter's sacrament begins with a grand feast.
Despite the barrenness and high radiation levels of the land in Bar, the food at this feast was absolutely top-notch and luxurious.
Not to mention the fine wines served at the banquet—countless treasured wines were unsealed here on the eve of Baal's impending doom.
As a glorious warrior about to bravely die towards the Zerg Hive fleet, the Holy Blood Angel would naturally not be stingy with its treasures.
Casca took the bottle of wine from the waiter and took a small sip.
Not bad.
But it still can't compare to Fugrim.
Before the grand feast, Dante also described the current situation.
Currently, there are 60,000 Space Marines defending Baal and his two satellites.
"It's doubled compared to the original situation..."
It seems that due to the efforts of Regent Guilliman, the Blood Angels, whose numbers were limited by the Codex Astartes, have regained some of the glory they had during the Great Crusade.
But compared to the enemy they were about to face, this was still far too weak.
The Leviathan Hive fleet alone has 150,000 bio-ships, meaning each Blood Angel would have to take on a single Tyrannical bio-ship.
Even if Kasgar now possesses Primarch-level psionic power and combat strength, it's impossible for him to wipe out the entire Zerg Hive fleet single-handedly.
Even if he could wipe out all the insect swarms around him, he still couldn't possibly defend the entire planet's area.
We need to find a better way to stop the Zerg hive fleet's attack... How about we invade the nodes and cut off the Terran swarm's command and control?
But how can he perform node intrusion...?
Just as Casca was pondering a solution, the holy bell in front of the fortress monastery hall rang out melodiously.
Sacraments...
and many more.
He suddenly realized a blind spot.
If Kasgar remembers correctly, the original Holy Blood Angels Sacrament was supposed to be a blood-drinking ritual to suppress the Chapter's thirst for blood to some extent.
but!
At this point, hadn't the Blood Angel already been cured of his thirst?
So what exactly is the purpose of this Chapter Sacrament?
Before Casca could think further, halfway through the feast, almost all the promethium torches and candles in the entire hall went out in an instant.
The light dimmed, leaving only the central relief of Saint Gillespie, whose expression of compassion and suffering was like a stage.
Behind that beam of light, Dante, clad in golden armor, slowly emerged.
Next, please enjoy the stage play performance by Dante, the leader of the Blood Angels, for everyone present – [San Gillenor].
......
*Clap clap clap clap clap*
As Dante's powerful and passionate aria came to an end, the commanders erupted in applause, their eyes filled with tears.
Even at the climax of the performance, one could occasionally hear the painful cries of "Mother!" from all over the hall.
He couldn't understand Titus, but he was deeply moved.
Casca understood, and the shock he felt was no less than what he had experienced in the past ten thousand years.
It's those Holy Blood Angels again!
Ten thousand years have passed, and the angels' condition has not only failed to improve after losing Saint Gillespie, but has actually worsened.
broken.
It seems he's stumbled into the Heavenly Palace by mistake.
"I seem to remember... they said that every warband would have to perform on stage?"
Titus, who was in a great shock, and Casca, who understood what was happening before their eyes, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Chapter 249 The Centaur Gold Ring Reappears
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That was the Regency era, shortly after the end of the Great Rebellion in the human empire, when the Primarchs were disheartened and scattered.
Although many Primarchs opposed Regent Guilliman, believing that this was all part of the ambitious man's schemes to break up the other Legions into Warbands using the Astartes Codex, thus allowing him to seize absolute power.
But for such a messy human empire, it seems that only Guilliman has the patience and ability to step forward and become the regent of the human empire.
Now only Guilliman remains.
In the time that followed, one Primarch after another chose to leave. After successfully eliminating all rebellious forces within the Empire, only Guilliman remained, struggling to hold on.
(The photo shows Regent Robert Guilliman (first from right))
Until one day, Regent Guilliman chose to attend a sacrament held by the Blood Angels in Baal—as the last remaining Primarch of the Empire, he was invited to participate in the Blood Angels' ceremony and, as a guest, hoped to pass on the love and sacrifice of Saint Gilles.
He believed that the descendants of Saint Gilles, as a model of the human empire, would certainly be able to serve as a powerful example of dedication and sacrifice for the people of the human empire who were currently lost in confusion.
Then he witnessed firsthand the Holy Blood Angels' sacrament.
—Now it was Guilliman's turn to be confused.
......
Oh my god, that's terrifying!!!
Before the chapter’s sacrament was over, Guilliman rushed out of the Blood Angels’ fortress monastery.
He saw golden centaurs flying everywhere, and a large group of Holy Blood Angels crawling all over the ground shouting "Saint Gilles!" "Mother!" "Mom!"
Is this some kind of super hellhole? Or has he been dragged into Slaanesh's sixth ring?