[After dozens of seconds, you gradually move away from the Hruds who are in a state of rage.]
[You took another deep breath and subconsciously moved your somewhat slow-reacting hands and feet.]
[You also carefully put away the 'entropy' lightsaber, planning to study this extremely special alien weapon later.]
[You immediately controlled the power armor that was constantly emitting energy and arrived above the heads of Captain Slaer and others.]
[Under the rays of scorching sunlight that slowly rise. ]
[You can clearly see through the helmet eyepiece while in mid-air that the green-painted Thunderhawk gunships are parked on a church square filled with a large amount of vehicle wreckage.]
[There were even some Astartes standing around these Thunderhawk gunboats, still stubbornly maintaining their offensive postures. However, looking inside through the dark gaps in their power armor, I'm afraid there were only broken power armors that had decayed and aged over time.]
Apparently, the first close encounter between the Sons of Medusa and the Hrud was not a pleasant one.
[You immediately signaled Captain Slay and the others below to move forward quickly.]
[In order to save time and evacuate as quickly as possible, your identity as the Primarch may have played a significant role. ]
[These Sons of Medusa, who always believed in eliminating the weak, actually held the mortal warriors under their arms, then drove their power armors and charged in the direction of the Thunderhawk gunship. ]
[At this moment, you turned your skull helmet once again and carefully scanned the ruined city within a few kilometers.]
[You seem to have accidentally discovered some weaknesses of the Hrud.]
[That is, even if they can resist sunlight and carry out activities to a certain extent, it may be the habit and instinct of nocturnal aliens or other unknown reasons. ]
[If they are not directly launching a life-threatening attack on the Hrud, they would rather hide in caves below the ground, staring with a pair of completely black huge eyes, constantly spying on any movement in the outside world. ]
[You briefly pondered and temporarily memorized the habits and instincts of this alien.]
[You then controlled the power armor, leaned forward and flew towards the church square where the Thunderhawk gunship was located.]
[Soon after, Captain Slay and his men finally arrived at the location where the Thunderhawk gunboat was parked.]
[After careful inspection by a forge craftsman brother who has some knowledge of flying vehicles. ]
[Of the several Thunderhawk gunboats that appeared to be almost unchanged, only one was able to start its engine.]
[The rest of the flying vehicles were accidentally affected by the Hrud's 'entropy energy' force field, and more or less had some faults that could not be repaired on the spot. ]
[After all, even the cabin of a Thunderhawk gunship is large enough to carry all of you. ]
[Boom boom boom——]
[Accompanied by a violent roar from the vector engine. ]
[The green-painted Thunderhawk gunboat quickly rose into the sky, facing the blazing reddish star.]
[At this moment, you slowly took off your skull helmet while sitting inside the cabin, and everyone present, whether they were Astartes or mortal warriors, were obviously much more relaxed.]
[However, before you could ask the Astartes sitting opposite you about the follow-up matters.]
[Captain Slayle, the veteran Terminator, suddenly turned his red-glowing mechanical eye and said to you with a serious expression.]
["Respected Primarch, once you arrive on the frigate, it is best to check your physical condition."]
["Um?"]
[At this moment, you were slightly stunned when you heard the other party's incoherent words.]
[The next second, you couldn't help but raise a strong arm. ]
[You can barely see your true appearance now with the help of the slightly dimmed vibranium arm armor.]
[Some subtle wrinkles appeared on your bronze face, and even your short gray hair turned completely white! ]
[If not long ago, you were still in your youth. ]
[So after enduring the Hrud's 'entropy energy' force field for so long, you have entered middle age in the blink of an eye! ]
["It's okay, it's just that his appearance has aged a bit, his combat ability hasn't decreased much."]
[You took a deep breath and slowly lowered your arms.]
[You said to the people around you with a calm expression.]
[And it seems that he noticed your attitude of not caring. ]
[The Sons of Medusa exchanged glances in a very secretive manner, and then fell into silence.]
[About an hour later, the Thunderhawk gunship carrying all of you successfully returned to the Sword-class frigate docked in low-Earth orbit.]
[Dongdongdong——]
[As the cabin door slowly opened, you, wearing dark gold power armor, just stepped heavily on the metal deck inside the cabin with your magnetic boots. ]
[The thousands of mortal crew members who were busy moving around were stunned for a moment, then quickly quieted down.]
[Then, almost everyone knelt on one knee in your direction and cheered loudly.]
["God Emperor, He finally showed His power!"]
["Ahhh, for the Emperor!"]
["Haha, we are going to ascend to heaven!"]
[At this moment, your facial expression gradually stiffens and you have no choice but to drive the power armor. ]
[You try to speed up your heavy steps, facing the burning gazes of countless mortal crew members, passing through a large number of figures kneeling on the ground, and walk towards the cabin passage.]
[And wait until those complicated emotions deep in your heart quickly subside. ]
[You subconsciously observed the excited faces of every mortal around you and their bright eyes that seemed to be sparkling.]
[Instantly, your mind seemed to vaguely understand the true meaning of the Emperor treating you as a firefighter and throwing you around.]
[That is to let your whole being be completely immersed in the enthusiasm and admiration of countless ordinary people from the bottom of your heart, witnessing with your own eyes all the sufferings they have experienced, so that you can fall in love with them wholeheartedly, help them, and guide them...]
[It's not even just a simple matter of taking on the necessary responsibilities of being a Primarch.]
[Instead, you should fall in love with the condensed concept of the human race, and also try your best to love every individual who can meet you.]
[After all, every human mortal or Astartes who has seen you will sacrifice his only life for the difficult survival of the empire in the next second, until death! ]
["Tsk…"]
[At this moment, you are about to reach the entrance of the ship's passage, but you suddenly stop your heavy steps. ]
[Muttering to yourself, you turned your tall body again and looked back at the mortal crew members who still had bright smiles on their faces.]
["As expected of an old man who is tens of thousands of years old, his spiritual vision is indeed extremely noble."]
["Unfortunately, I don't think I will become what the Human Empire expects in the future. After all, this difficult road is full of countless traps and deadly thorns, and the last human lord who chose to try is still suffering on the Golden Throne…"]
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