Chapter 651 Doomsday Storm: The Future of Macragge

The Hera Fortress is very large. There are many fortresses scattered throughout its huge space. The entire fortress is composed of four giant bastions. They each have different characteristics and styles. For example, the Orfeo Castle in the east is based on the extreme Built in a simple style, it was the terminal platform responsible for most of the fortress's anti-aircraft firepower.

And here, the Western Fortress "Guard Tower" Ostyrias, which is in the opposite direction, is completely opposite. They are different not only in the direction, but also in the entire architectural style.

As simple as Fort Orfeo is, it is so luxurious here, with magnificent ceilings, exquisite columns, smooth and bright marble floors, and exquisite statues lifelikely guarding the platforms on both sides, reaching as far as the eye can see. At the end, beyond that are gorgeous murals, filling one's vision with art.

Silver armored boots came from the end of the corridor. His footsteps were accompanied by the sound of apples being chewed. Everyone at the end of the corridor turned to look at the person coming.

The honor guard of the Ultramarines holding a halberd came forward. He walked out from between the armed bodyguards standing on both sides and looked at the people walking straight towards him.

"Sir Vito, I didn't receive the notice that you also wanted to attend the meeting."

"You weren't notified, but you know now."

Vito took a bite of the apple and glanced at the mortal bodyguards crowded in the corridors on both sides. They were dressed in different styles. Some were wearing the white police uniforms of the Ministry of Justice, with laser pistols on their waists, while others were wearing the red robes of the State Church. , an incense burner hung on his belt, and a shiny pistol.

There are also people from the Mechanicus who are silent. Most likely the reason is that their entire faces are mechanized, with several tubes inserted into their bodies. Their weapons are directly fixed on their legs so that they can be easily pulled out at any time. There were people from the Ministry of Government, wearing gray coats and belt weapons.

"Get out of the way, I want to go in." Vito ate the apple and looked at the door at the end of the corridor. The sunlight shone in from the window on one side and shone on the door at an angle, making the golden mark of Macragge shine particularly brightly. .

Vito stepped forward, and the Ultramarines immediately came up and blocked Vito, "I'm sorry, sir, but the order we received is that no one who is not invited is allowed to enter."

"Then you have a new mission now, get out of the way.", "Sir, are you sure...", "What? Do you want me to say please?" The Ultramarine hesitated for a moment, and then stepped aside. He raised his halberd and fiercely He stood next to the door and suddenly hit the ground with the tip of his halberd. The surface of the door lit up with a flash of light, and then separated to both sides.

Vito took a bite of the apple and walked over. The guards in the corridor stepped aside one after another. The people from the Legal Department stood at attention and saluted him. Vito simply returned the salute to them and then walked into the room.

This is a conference room. There are several people sitting around the round table, but the most conspicuous one is the person at the top of the corner of the table, near the floor-to-ceiling window. He stood up. His tall figure blocked the sun and projected a straight and wide path. shadow.

"Vito, what are you doing here? You were not invited.", "Now you are, Guilliman, servitor, find a place for me, where? Anywhere will do."

The servitor staggered over with a chair and placed it next to Guilliman. He looked at Vito in surprise. The latter sat down directly and lifted up his clothes. He glanced at the people sitting around the table and said, "You don't need me to introduce myself, do you?"

"Of course, sir, we all know you, I am..."

"Juseppe Pule, the Minister of Political Affairs of the Macragge Sector, has a huge estate in Montero. How much does that place account for? 70% of the arable land on the planet, and you, dear Sonde ·Archbishop Gaucho, the moral guardian of the state religion.”

Vito held his hands on his abdomen, leaned back on the chair and smiled at them one by one, "Rocky Ram, Chief of Staff of the Ultramar Defense Force, your commander-in-chief died recently, right? It's really disappointing. Unfortunately, there is also Law Enforcement Officer Fidler Ambrose, Chief Executive Officer of the Legal Department, is your refinery business in Ostermark good? "

"Thanks to you and the Emperor's care, sir, everything is going well, as is the security of the sector." President Fidler responded with a smile. He sat back again. Vito nodded and leaned against him. He rested his head on the back of the chair, "That's good. What about you, Bishop Campbell Pizarro? Is the production of your forging world going smoothly recently?"

"Om Messiah's blessing, the birth went very smoothly, sir.", "Hmm, that's okay? After all, you have eight affiliated planets, under the management of the same forging world."

"There is a war going on right now. I guess Lord Guilliman has called you here for some big deal, right? All of you here are big shots and leading figures in the sector, and have been in charge of the Macragge Galaxy for many years."

Vito looked at Guilliman and raised his head to him in a gesture. The latter sighed and did not chase him away. Guilliman sat down, his position was the largest, and he could not take off his armor of destiny. As soon as it is taken off, the venom in his blood vessels will kill him instantly without the assistance of the blood circulation system.

My dear Evrené is not here, or rather, her presence is of no use. After all, it is the venom of Slaanesh, and Guilliman's soul will fly into the hands of Slaanesh just like the Eldar.

After everyone sat down, Guilliman put his hands on the table and looked at several people one by one, "Macragge has worked hard for you all over the years. During the ten thousand years of my absence, let us The Macragge homeworld remains a model for all worlds in the Empire."

"This is all thanks to you, and of course the emperor. We followed the guidance you left and we have achieved what we have today." Minister of State Hussepe smiled and rubbed his hands, with a standard politician's face to please. , but I think that has nothing to do with the guidance Guilliman left ten thousand years ago, but because the Macragge sector does not have to pay tithes.

"We all rely on the radiance of the Emperor! Without his radiance, we are nothing, and darkness will engulf all planets." The bishop of the State Church roared loudly, raised his hands, and cheered like the most devout believer, but he carefully His unfamiliarity was still revealed in his concealing movements.

With a smile on his face, Vito leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows, wondering how long it had been since he had been to church.

Guilliman nodded and raised his hand to signal everyone present, "You are all elites in the sector. I do not deny your outstanding talents. In the future, I also hope that you will continue to serve the Empire and the Ultramarines and obey us. command."

"Of course, sir, this is what we should do." The chief of staff of the Defense Force smiled and nodded repeatedly. He was relatively far away from Guilliman, so he had to lean forward.

"Well, then I think everyone here will have no objections to the order I am about to issue.", "Order? Your Excellency.", "Yes, Your Excellency, Minister of State, I have decided to revoke Macragge The special status of the Five Hundred Worlds, from now on, the Five Hundred Worlds will directly fall under the rule of the Empire and fully contribute to the Empire's war."

"This is a dark age. Macragge will never be alone. He will join me on the great Indomitable Crusade, burning his own resources and production capacity for the empire and all mankind until victory comes. I call you here today, Just to prepare you for execution in advance.”

After hearing this, the Minister of State's face suddenly froze. He and the Ecclesiastical Bishop looked at each other. Guilliman raised his hand to signal them, "Of course, I know the incompetence of the imperial government departments. On the contrary, I will start from Deploy men from your departments and go to Terra and other government departments in the Empire to reform them and make them behave according to Macragge's standards."

"When you, or your senior officials, leave, it will be the Ultramarines and a few outstanding members of my selected sub-chambers who will lead all systems of Macragge, and I hope that you will obey their leadership."

"Ahem, sir, please forgive me. The Ultramarines are indeed outstanding warriors, but..." the minister of political affairs said politely, with a smile on his face, but a little stiff. The bishop of the state church stood up suddenly. , he threw up his hands.

"But they don't understand the way of faith at all. Sir, it is unimaginable that Astartes will lead the church... This, this is heresy!"

"What?" Guilliman asked with a raised brow. The Bishop of the State Church was stunned for a moment and then quickly shook his head, "Of course, that doesn't refer to you or your warriors, but..."

"Sir, the Ultramarines don't know how to manage a planet at all. They are good at fighting chaos and aliens, but a planet?" the chief executive of the Ministry of Justice stood up and said. He symbolized the high status of the high-level arbitrator. The silver-white armor shimmered in the sunlight in the conference room and the three-dimensional projection on the table.

He raised his hand, swinging up the golden honor belt and the medals on it, "You can't expect the Astartes to go down to the hive to deal with those gangs, right? There are too many places. If you need the Astartes, just leave them to us."

"The Chapter will not all be involved in it. You can rest assured that there will only be some outstanding Astartes members to lead you. Please believe that my sons, the Ultramarines and their brother Chapters are not space warriors." Wolf, of course, no offense to the warriors of Russ."

"My warriors have received systematic education in literature, science and management. In addition to killing enemies, they are also good at many things. Isn't Macragge a proof of this?"

"Of course, but."

"But your soldiers don't understand that their direct intervention in the production process of the Mechanicus will lead to serious production accidents and reduced production capacity." The Founding Bishop of the Mechanicus creaked from the side, his red Under the robe, several mechanical hands were raised, making the green mechanical eyes flash.

"My lord, you have been away from the empire for a long time. You don't understand the current empire. Why don't you leave these troublesome things to us? We will be happy to serve you, and of course, the emperor." The Minister of State Affairs fawned. Smiling.

"We cannot let the Astartes be the weapons of the Emperor, rather than his thoughts! So says the Imperial Gospel!" the Bishop of the State Church recited loudly, swinging the rosary beads in his hands one by one, and raised his hands high , as if to reach heaven and earth for the emperor to hear, "This is the order of the emperor himself, his words! The Astartes must not interfere in politics, never!"

"I understand every word of my father, Archbishop. I don't remember him saying this." Guilliman raised his hands and frowned. The Bishop glanced at him and threw up his hands. "This is the Emperor's Gospel. His words! The Astartes must not get involved in politics, otherwise they will repeat the mistakes they made ten thousand years ago!"

"Sir, the Astartes do not understand the society of the Empire. They grew up in monasteries and fortresses and left their hometowns at a young age. They understand war, but they do not understand humans. It is not appropriate to let them lead the planet. We solemnly ask you to reconsider it."

"Of course, we are happy to provide you with any help, on this issue, and all." The Minister of State Affairs rubbed his hands and smiled, his gold teeth flashed between his lips, and the various fancy decorations on the dark green coat on his body jingled with his movements.

Guilliman looked at him, and then glanced at Vito, who had not said anything except the beginning until now. He glanced at Guilliman, just changed his posture, but still said nothing, but hummed a little tune instead.

Guilliman was silent for half a second and then looked back at the others. He stood up and said, "I will remember what you said. Now, let's stop here. I will announce the final decision at the Hera Conference tomorrow."

"May you make the most correct decision, my lord. May the Emperor bless you." The Minister of State Affairs stood up and bowed to Guilliman before walking towards the reopened door. The Bishop of the State Church put his hands in his sleeves and talked with him. The Minister of Justice followed them and walked out quickly.

The Bishop of the Machinery stepped on his many iron feet and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor with the sound. Vito and the Chief of Staff of the Defense Forces looked at each other. The latter smiled at him and then remembered to salute him. Vito did not return the salute, so he left in a hurry.

"How is it? Was it an accident?" Vito turned his head and asked Guilliman behind him. The latter snorted and stood in front of the narrow window with his hands behind his back. "Accident?"