Chapter 184 29, Heretic: "I Can't Take the Blame Anymore. I Have to Take Action."

Guilliman's mood was extremely complicated.

He did learn a lot from Dukel, but he didn't dare to use this style of behavior even if he learned it.

After the meeting of the Great Sages, he whispered to Dukel, "Brother, you have completely betrayed the Mars Covenant by coercing the Great Sage like this."

Dukel was stunned for a moment.

Mars Covenant?

Guilliman was still thinking about this thing at this time.

Dukel said helplessly: "Brother, what do you think of the relationship between the Mechanicus and the Empire?"

"The Mechanicus is the most deeply bound ally with the Empire." Guilliman answered without hesitation.

Dukel shook his head: "This is the public's view, which is correct, but not entirely correct."

"What else?"

"The birth of the Mechanicus can be traced back to the second millennium of mankind, and was born under the guidance of the Emperor." Dukel explained to him, ignoring Guilliman's shocked look, and continued,

"As early as the second millennium, the current Mars Dragon fought with the Emperor in ancient Terra, and the Emperor defeated it and imprisoned it under the surface of Mars. With the dragon imprisoned, the Emperor began to plan the creation of the Mechanicus, using the dragon's dreams until several thousand years later, when the birth of the dragon on Mars was born. The first mechanical priest was born. "

"Compared to an ally, the Adeptus Mechanicus is more like a tool made by the Emperor himself."

Duke looked at Guilliman, "As people who use tools, we must ensure that the tool is good enough, not respect them."

"Okay." Guilliman sighed helplessly, "This is indeed what our father would do."

Guilliman is an excellent general, but he is only a general. He was indignant at the Emperor's ruthlessness, and he also understood that standing in the position of the Lord of Mankind, emotions are definitely not the priority of the Emperor.

If even the common leader of mankind favors a certain individual or group, how can there be justice in the human population?

"But brother, this behavior has a great impact on your reputation." Guilliman continued, "Maybe it doesn't seem to be a big deal now, but if you make a mistake one day, those people will definitely jump out and discredit you with all their might. "

Duke admitted that from the perspective of a politician, Guilliman's concerns are very logical.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Reputation is always the most solid shield for a politician. Losing reputation often means losing supporters and power.

Unfortunately, Dukel is not a politician.

He regards this place as a battlefield. The reason why he can take the initiative in the war is not because of the illusory halo of reputation and identity, but simply because he is strong enough.

Once the Primarch draws his sword, it will be another ten years of disaster for the empire.

Of course, these words cannot be said to Guilliman.

"Why care about reputation, my brother, if I fail, the common ideals of mankind will become a dream because of me, and I should bear the dirtiest and most vicious words in the galaxy." Dukel's eyes are bright, with an unstoppable will,

"If I succeed, in the golden years that we all dream of, there will be scholars to argue for me."

Guilliman trembled all over, his eyes were slightly red.

He was completely impressed by Dukel's great character-he understood that his brother was ready to devote himself to the ideals of mankind.

Facing such a great being, Guilliman no longer had the position to persuade the other party. He just made a decision in his heart and issued an order to the Macragge political entity later.

The forced suicide of the Chief Forger and the convening of the Great Sages' Council, these things can't be concealed forever.

All forces within the empire will begin to take sides and express their positions. Those who are unwilling to be ruled by Duker will definitely point their spears at him.

He knew that he could not prevent the occurrence of future catastrophic events, and he also understood Duker's determination to devote himself to the ideals of mankind, but he could not sit idly by and watch all this happen.

He was willing to contribute his strength and do what he could.

For the common ideals of mankind and for the blood relatives he admired, Guilliman decided not to stick to the rules.

The truth is important, but it is not worth mentioning in front of the ideal.

Duker naturally didn't know what Guilliman was thinking.

He didn't care about this either.

The Second Legion was the most reasonable, because only the Second Legion could be reasonable, and there was no such thing as other people reasoning with the Second Legion.

In the era when the Emperor had not yet stepped down from the Golden Throne, the Supreme Warmaster held the greatest power in the Empire.

With the support of the Emperor above and the help of his Primarch brothers below, Ducker was unscrupulous and had no scruples.

The position of Warmaster was vacant, what else did he need to worry about?

Just keep moving forward.

"Guilliman, you came to Mars, do you have something to do?" Ducker said as if he suddenly thought of something.

The reason why he put the Mars operation on the itinerary was that the Lion King reminded him.

It is said that Guilliman is likely to encounter danger when he comes to Mars.

After landing on Mars, he has been busy with his own affairs and has forgotten about Guilliman's affairs.

"I do" Guilliman seemed to have just recalled it.

His biggest purpose in coming to Mars was to explain to the conservatives on behalf of Cawl the necessity of the Primaris Space Marines.

But now.

The conservatives have been loyal.

"I have nothing to do." He answered truthfully.

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It only took one day for the Chief Caster Diaan to commit suicide out of fear of crime.

The great sages swore allegiance to the Primarch.

Even the most stubborn members of the conservatives realized that the situation was over and they were no longer qualified to compete with the Primarch.

Any confrontation would only bring destruction to themselves.

In the public election, Gris, who won more than 90% of the votes, was successfully promoted to Mars Casting General.

This announced that the radicals had completely controlled Mars, and some knowledge that was once forced to hide was made public.

In the discussion, the Primarchs redefined the boundaries of "truth". A wave of academic reform, centered on this red planet, radiated the storm of knowledge to the entire empire.

Dukor provided them with some new knowledge, and even the Ultramarines, Dark Angels, and Blood Angels took out some of their treasured STC templates from their legion treasure houses as support for the chief caster Gris.

Cawl took the lead in applying the planetary transformation technology, which was once considered taboo, to the construction of Mars. This technology improved the ecology of Mars.

This is tantamount to publicly showing everyone the benefits of open knowledge, and it is also the greatest silent support for Gris.

Under the efficient operation of Caul's mechanical ark, the first green soon appeared on Mars, and the planet's atmosphere also improved visibly.

As Terra and Mars, the two most important hubs of the human empire, were closely united, Duker began to promote his plan.

Many projects of the empire were handed over by Duker to Lev, the president of the Supreme Council.

This is not an easy job. For this elderly man, the workload is enough to exhaust him to death at his post ten thousand times.

But this is not a problem.

Duker said that anyone who has mastered 50,000 life magnetic fields is the most loyal and tireless worker of the empire.

So Lev worked overtime at his post without sleep while being grateful for the kindness of the original body.

One of the biggest reforms is about the future direction of the empire.

Humans in the golden age have proved that only by developing AI can the glory of mankind radiate the entire galaxy.

But they also proved with their tragic ending that science has its limits in this universe.

So Dukel took a different approach. He gave up science and chose metaphysics instead.

Dukel knew that time was not on the side of humans.

So he had to clear all obstacles as quickly as possible and implement his plan as quickly as possible.

The Chaos Gods are still using the Milky Way as their paradise to play their eternal great game.

Abaddon, the Warmaster of the Four Gods, is also planning the next Dark Expedition. Even if the Empire will not be destroyed, it will lose thousands of worlds and more than one trillion people will die.

The Necrons are one of the biggest threats in the material universe.

According to the Empire's intelligence, the complete awakening of only one Overlord Dynasty is enough to destroy the current Human Empire.

Fortunately, with the revival of several top dynasties, the Necrons are currently preparing for a civil war. Although this will speed up the awakening of the Undead, it also gives humans some breathing time.

Before the Silent King and the Storm King decide the final winner, this ancient galactic overlord has no spare energy to regain control of the Galaxy.

The main force of the Tyranid swarm is approaching the Milky Way. Several swarm fleets such as Leviathan are just tentacles of the Great Devourer.

In the previous war, Dukel could clearly sense the anger of the Great Devourer after being stimulated by the malicious mind, which would undoubtedly advance the time for it to arrive in the Milky Way.

Faced with the overwhelming swarm, human resistance seemed extremely inefficient.

Some astropaths with prophetic abilities reported to Dukel that the Great Evangelist Bonebreaker had once again received the revelation of the orc gods. The surging green tide fought with the Tyranid swarm, and the battle line of tens of thousands of light years spread to the border of the empire.

The astropaths were terrified by this situation. They were worried that the final winner would become more powerful and bring a fatal crisis to the empire.

In such a severe situation.

A type of building called "Mind Meditation Room" was rapidly popularized.

Mind Meditation Room-its greatest function is to assist mortals with weak wills to safely put their consciousness into the virtual world and learn various knowledge in the virtual world.

Dukel knew that people's talents could not be generalized, but this was not important. What he wanted was not the power of an individual.

But the progress of all mankind as a whole.

In his conception, even mortals with poor talents could learn about 10,000 life magnetic field technologies from the daily practice in the virtual realm.

Then, based on the population base of the human empire, the recruitment standard of the Star Army should be at least 30,000 horses and magnetic field rotation.

The Astartes were raised to 50,000 horses, which was just enough to ensure that no one would die due to the failure of the space warrior's operation.

Even the most ordinary imperial civilians with only 10,000 life magnetic fields could fight against lower-level demons in the material universe without losing.

Under this standard, who dares to say that humans are not the best race in the galaxy?

Who dares to say that ruling the galaxy is not the clear destiny of mankind?

If it were in the past, the implementation of this project would definitely cause a huge wave within the empire.

There would be countless voices of opposition, and even Dukel would be called a "heretic".

The person who proposed this project will be unanimously impeached by the State Church and the Inquisition.

However, this project is now promoted by Duker himself.

The Inquisition, controlled by Valdor, the commander of the Imperial Guard, is actively investigating the heresy that has infiltrated Terra.

The number of State Church personnel is disappearing at a rate of 200 million per day; the Ministry of Justice, controlled by the Lion King, is investigating the collective disappearance of the State Church.

Under the throne of Sanguinius, the psykers led by the Astronomican Court and the Navigator Family are assisting in the promotion of the Mind Meditation Room - they are the people who most want to join the Void Realm. After experiencing the Void Realm, these psykers no longer want to be associated with the Warp.

The Military Affairs Department under Guilliman has begun to gradually add the practice of "Life Magnetic Field" to the assessment of new recruits.

In this turbulent period of the Empire.

Everyone has their own things to do.

Everything is changing and reshaping.

Many people of the Empire saw a glimmer of hope in this desperate era. In a trance, they seemed to really see that a soft dawn light pierced through the darkness that had enveloped the Empire for ten thousand years.

In just a few days, the situation has changed dramatically.

"Praise the Primarch!"

"Praise the Savior of Humanity."

"Praise the Holy Majesty!"

Many people who returned from the Void and gained substantial benefits spontaneously marched in the streets.

They shouted, and their voices resounded in the streets and alleys.

Some state church priests who returned from the Void also walked among the crowd with the Fire of the Soul in their hands.

From time to time, the priests would publicize and emphasize that the Void is the heaven of the God-Emperor.

Whenever the priests' words were heard, there would be more voices praising the Emperor in the parade.

Some workers also stood in the crowd and made excited voices.

The establishment of the Mind Meditation Room allowed them to wash away the long-accumulated fatigue and feel that they had endless energy in their bodies by taking a Void trip in meditation.

They were the people who praised the Primarch the most.

They were grateful to the Primarch for clearing the corruption of the Empire, when those dignitaries who were sucking blood from the Empire were killed in the name of heresy.

The workers' treatment has been significantly improved. Their wages are paid on time, the intensity of work is greatly reduced, and they no longer have to be deducted inexplicably.

In fact, Duker did not do anything for them. His existence only ensured that the workers could get everything they deserved according to the laws of the empire.

The workers were not greedy. They just wanted to get what they deserved and live a life without starving to death.

Just this made them feel that life could be so beautiful.

Every day, they only needed to complete the physical labor given to them by the empire, go to the spiritual meditation room to relieve fatigue, and then take the undelayed wages to keep their families fed and clothed.

In the past, those damn officials would only lie on the bodies of these working people, greedily squeeze their last drop of blood, and never care whether they could survive.

Fortunately, the suffering is over.

The primarchs maintained for them, and they deserved a share.

All good things will come.

However, the light of dawn has just risen, and it is not enough to dispel all darkness.

In those places where the light cannot reach, the evil apostles are still walking there.

In an inconspicuous secret room in the lower nest of Terra Hive, a group of beings completely covered by hooded robes gathered here.

They lurked in Terra, and in order to avoid exposing themselves, they rarely met each other.

But Duker's actions made them feel a deep crisis.

And, Terra has changed too fast recently, and they urgently need to exchange information with each other-

"It has been confirmed that the Mars Casting General made a covenant with the gods, and committed suicide out of fear of crime after being exposed by the Primarch." The leader's face was completely hidden in the hood. While speaking, he took out a paper document that was almost as tall as a person, and then continued in an indistinguishable voice,

"There are also these people, they also allied with the gods, and were convicted of heresy by the Primarch." He patted the paper document that was almost as tall as him, and then added,

"These are just part of it."

"Is this just part?" Someone couldn't bear the astonishment in his heart and screamed, "Are you sure these are all servants of the gods?"

The rest of the dark people also felt angry and funny.

If so many high-level officials on Terra and Mars are infiltrated by the gods, do they still need to hide?

These people are heretics, so what are they? Are they the loyal citizens of the Empire?

"This is simply unreasonable!" Someone flipped through a few pages of paper documents and then slammed the table.

"We can't be patient anymore. We must take action, otherwise even our master will mistakenly think that we came to Terra to take the blame for others!"

"Are you talking about the plan?"

"Yes, we must release the 'dragon' as soon as possible."

"But our preparations are not sufficient. The dragon's guards are guarding there, and the probability of our failure is very high."

"There is no time to wait. The oracle of the blood god has been issued. The terrifying legion is riding the ocean current of the sea of ​​souls to Terra. We must release the dragon before that and deal a heavy blow to the empire first." Those paused and continued,

"And Dukel's actions were too quick. That shameless guy doesn't make any sense. I don't know how many of us will be killed by him the next time we meet."

When his voice fell, the secret room fell silent. Everyone bowed their heads and kept silent, thinking seriously.

"I agree." Soon, the first supporter stood up.

"I agree." "I agree.".

More and more people supported his proposal.

"I agree too." Until the leader also made a voice of support, he took out the notebook and put it on the table, and said,

"Start the plan to release the dragon now, let this rotten empire tremble again because of us!"

-When the current Mars Dragon Guardian Dahlia took over, a notebook containing the secrets of the dragon disappeared from the Midnight Maze.

Now the terrible consequences that this may bring are about to become a reality.