Chapter 437 - 95

  [Accompanied by the roar of countless vector engines. ]

  [One after another, the Thunderhawk transport planes carrying the Primaris Astartes slowly left the hangar deck, quickly flew into the cold void, and sped towards the airport of Holy Terra.]

  [About half of the veterans of the regiment were left by you on the flagship of the Power of Daedalus. Once your order is issued, they will board or make a death drop on the target you have selected.]

  [Not long after, you accidentally looked through the window of the transport plane and saw the Imperial Fist's home world, which looked very majestic from the outside, and the Mountain Phalanx, which was as large as a planetary fortress.]

  [Unfortunately, the Phalanx has not yet been fully repaired from the damage in the Battle of Cadia. Most of its parts are in tatters, and are still covered with a lot of horrific battle damage visible to the naked eye.]

  [Then, for the first time, you saw the Holy Terra not far away with great clarity, as well as the Imperial Palace, a human wonder that can almost be seen from space.]

  [This huge building complex, based on the Himalayas and covering the entire plateau, silently records the difficult history of human struggle for survival and countless blood and tears for tens of thousands of years, as well as the glorious achievements of the human empire. ]

  [This is the throne world and home world of mankind, and it is also the most sacred and respectable place among the millions of empire planets.]

  [If there are no unexpected circumstances, billions of pilgrims will flock to Holy Terra every moment, hoping to see the ancient statues of the Emperor and the Sons of God, kneel down in a large number of state religion temples, and enjoy the close illumination of the Astronomican light. ]

  [To some extent, this planet is a holy place in the hearts of countless devout believers that cannot be defiled by any existence.]

  [At the same time, Holy Terra is also the hellish home of hundreds of billions of hive civilians. ]

  [As the largest hive city in the entire human empire, the living environment of mortals outside the Terra Palace and various bureaucratic administrative agencies. ]

  [As the classes continue to be divided, the poor conditions faced by the lowest class of people are probably far beyond your imagination.]

  [At this moment, with data flowing back and forth in your mind, you suddenly understand something. ]

  [Guilliman, who has no time to take care of Holy Terra, needs to personally command the Indomitable Crusade in order to restore most of the empire's territory that has lost the light of the Astronomican. ]

  [The Supreme Lords Council of Terra, which was supposed to shoulder many heavy responsibilities, is now full of treacherous people, and everyone has their own little calculations. ]

  [They would rather stand on high ground and watch the fire from the other side of the river than take action to rectify the chaos in Terra. ]

  [Because neither the heretics nor the cultists can actually break into the walls of the palace, they can only continue to wreak havoc in the hive homes of the Terran people. ]

  [But you will never stand idly by, whether it is the Terran people who are suffering from the disaster or the High Lords who betrayed the Emperor's trust and sacrifice. ]

  [With your personality and your way of doing things, you will never watch something like this happen again! ]

  [Perhaps Regent Guilliman has already made a brilliant plan and secretly made all the preparations.]

  [He could rely on the reformist forces within the high lords to barely suppress the rebellion of the conservatives, but this power struggle among the upper class often ignores the people at the bottom. ]

  [And this is the duty that you, as the Primarch, will never forget, and it may also be one of the reasons why you have come to this moment.]

  ["Tsk, should I say that the Emperor really knows how to make the best use of everything, or that he is omniscient and omnipotent?" You sighed slowly and retracted your gaze towards Holy Terra.]

  [As time went by, one Thunderhawk transport plane after another successfully passed through the powerful defense network of Holy Terra and arrived at Lion's Gate Airport.]

  [You drove the Terminator power armor expressionlessly and just stepped out of the cabin. Before your magnetic boots even touched the ground, more than a dozen scanning devices from different forces quickly swept over your tall body.]

  [These include necessary precautions prepared by the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Fists, as well as tests and vigilance from more unknown forces.]

  [After all, the Minotaurs are notorious as the High Lords' lackeys. Now, in the eyes of all parties, you are all bad guys, no matter if you are good or bad.]

  ["I am the captain of the 3rd Company of the Imperial Fists, Thor Galadon! Dear Minotaurs Chapter Master, why did your Chapter fleet enter the Solar System without permission! Don't you know that the Astartes are not summoned to forbid entering the Solar System?"]

  [At this moment, a Primaris Astartes with short, thick hair and a face as tense as a rock walks towards you.]

  [He was wearing a specially modified set of yellow Mark X power armor, and a huge power glove called "Hand of Resistance" was also put on the opponent's right hand. ]

  [The opponent is Captain Thor Galadon, who has the longest service in the history of the Imperial Fists and has an even more legendary combat experience.]

  ["The Minotaur Chapter has just suffered a surprise attack from the Death Guard, and the battle brothers have suffered heavy casualties. The purpose of our coming to Holy Terra is to replenish the necessary gene seeds. Also, if you had not received an order from the Terra Supreme Council, then a few hours ago, the entire Solar Fleet and your Imperial Fists' Phalanx would have intercepted and fired at my fleet!"]

  [You took a deep breath and spoke calmly to the person standing close to you.]

  [You casually picked up the brown-red metal helmet from your waist, ignored Captain Galadon's cold gaze, and slowly put it on your head.]

  ["Now, you can move aside. Let others bear the brunt of the Imperial Fists' attack. You will have plenty of troubles in the future!"]

  [You quickly raised your arms covered with heavy ceramic steel, pulled out the thick and narrow black spear and the extremely solid Minotaur shield from the back of the power backpack, and held them tightly in your hands.]

  [Your sudden action vaguely provoked Captain Galadon's stressful behavior. ]

  [Buzz buzz buzz! ]

  [The huge power glove on the opponent's right hand subconsciously made a subtle sound of mechanical friction. ]

  [However, just as the Astartes combat squads behind both sides were about to enter combat readiness. ]

  [Captain Galadon, with an indifferent expression, quickly suppressed the desire to fight in his heart with his long-honed strong will and the heavy responsibility of being a Terran guard.]

  ["Let them pass! Let the Minotaurs enter Terra!" Captain Galadon stared at you deeply, and without turning his head, he shouted loudly to the Imperial Fists behind him.]

  ["Thank you for your cooperation." You shook your metal helmet slightly and said calmly.]

  [You suddenly extended a ceramic steel palm towards Captain Galadon in front of you, along with the Minotaur shield mounted on your left arm.]

  [Captain Galadon, expressionless, first glanced at the thick and heavy shield, and then looked at your helmet eyepiece.]

  [The next moment, Captain Galadon, who was obviously reluctant, still upheld the courtesy between the Chapters and the friendship between the Astartes, and extended a ceramic steel-covered left hand to you.]

  [Accompanied by an extremely dull metallic collision sound, the ceramic steel palms of the two of you clasped together tightly.]

  ["Um?"]

  [At this moment, Captain Galadon's eyebrows, which had been emotionless, could not help but twitch.]

  [His eyes subconsciously turned to the Tao Gang's hands that you two had just released.]

  [At this moment, a parchment scroll the size of a child's palm with neatly cut edges vaguely appeared from between Captain Galadon's thick fingers.]

  [The man's expression changed and he was about to ask you for the specific reason, but he was stopped by the slightly shaking metal helmet you gave him.]

  ["We will meet again later, Captain Galadon."]

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