Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 327 Angels Return to the Human Empire
The name Horus immediately triggered an alarm throughout the Star Language Court.

Meanwhile, Hellos, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition stationed at Obsidian Fortress and tasked with investigating the Xenomorph invasion, received the ban from the Star Speakers immediately.

"Horus?"

"What a joke!"

Looking at the names recorded in the Star Language Court, as well as the news of Horus's return, and the coordinates.

The other side lies on the dark side of the Great Rift, in the shadow of the Empire.

Horus is returning?
Herros could no longer sit still.

These things seem real.

The Star Speaker might deliver false information, but not this much. It's as sinister as telling someone that the one sitting on the golden throne isn't the emperor, but someone else.

This was something that seemed impossible, yet it happened right before my eyes.

"Check the source of the message to see if it's true."

Although he knew deep down that this couldn't possibly be true, he thought, "What if it is?"

If it really is true.

For the Empire, the resulting uproar was no greater than the damage caused by the Chaos Warmaster tearing apart Kadia and shattering the myth of the invincible Empire proclaimed by the State Religion.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, he wants to investigate it thoroughly.

Horus Horus.
Meanwhile, the Fourth Legion, part of the expeditionary force led by the Seraphim, was on its way back.

The benevolent side of the Seraph 'Saint Gilles' is currently contemplating the next task.

He was unwilling to return to the empire's embrace because he had almost no memories of the empire.

However, the worshipful gazes of the Blood Angels and their trust in him compelled him to return to the Empire at their request.

During the exchange.

The Seraph has gained a deeper understanding of herself and of the current Holy Blood Angels Legion.

All the Holy Blood Angels are suffering from extremely painful thirst for blood and dark rage.

With the arrival of the Seraphs, the thirst for blood among the offspring of the Holy Blood Angels was basically suppressed, but the dark rage within them remained and affected their survival.

However, even the Seraph herself had no way to solve this problem.

"Who is in charge of the Holy Angels now?"

"It's Commander Dante!"

"Commander Dante led most of the Blood Angels in the outer ring battle. We were a fleet sent by the Empire to provide support, but we never expected that such a thing would happen after we provided support. The entire Empire was torn apart by the Chaos Rift. If it weren't for the planetary-level shipping routes and the Aether Phase Engine, we would not have been able to leave the dark side of the Empire at all."

"Now that you're back, you can lead us into battle again."

There is still a great gap between the true Saint Gilles of Seraphim and the Holy Blood Angels.

Compared to Saint Gilles, he lacked a sense of responsibility.

This sense of responsibility was gradually cultivated by the original Primarch Sangilius in leading their centuries-long battles.

This cooperative relationship also makes their connections even closer.

They will definitely be looking forward to your return!

We're almost there!

The Blood Angels' fleet is currently almost entirely stationed on the Imperial defense line where the Blackwatch Squad is located.

Because chaos opened a rift, causing the empire to be torn apart, the various forces became even more anxious, and every battlefield of the empire was calling for help.

The original battle groups could only be dismantled and reused.

Each battle group was broken down into its own units. A battle group, or even a company, required the same tasks as an army corps or a division.

Many places are desperately seeking support.

However, the distress signal had just been sent, and the Empire hadn't even had a chance to respond yet.

The entire area fell.

The empire had no choice but to send more fleets to reclaim these lost territories.

Sending out more fleets would only result in other places also being undefended, leading to the fall of other planets.

Thus, on various battlefields.

It is very difficult for the empire to obtain support.

This is not a matter of the Empire's dark side; even on the Empire's front lines, it is difficult to obtain support.

The human empire, located in the Pacific Sector, is facing its greatest Zerg invasion crisis in the Mattimia Forge, a full 10,000 light-years away from Terra.

The tentacles of the Tyranid hive fleet have reached the very edge of this world.

It's just because of the green-skinned warlord Waaaagh.

This allowed the Zerg's advance to be slowed down.

However, despite this.

The world on the front lines has reached a dangerous juncture.

Although Macado has already deployed a large number of Space Marines to provide support here.

But the empire needs support in far too many areas.

They possessed a dozen or so nearby human-inhabited planetary worlds. However, they were assigned less than a company of Space Marines.

Moreover, the company's operational radius and combat methods frequently malfunctioned, leading them to begin massacring their comrades.

So in the end, they even had to call upon nearby Space Marines for support.

"Those Emperor's angels have been fighting at the Ubisoft World Fortress for over a hundred days!"

"It's been over a hundred days!"

The most likely reason why the Hive Fleet hasn't appeared near them is that it's busy attacking the company on that planet.

When the Emperor's angels descended, they discovered that their battles were still affected by Black Fury. To avoid harming ordinary people, they devised a plan: to attract the attention of the Hive Fleet in some way, thereby guiding it into the world they had designed.

Then they unleashed viral bombs to destroy the insect hives across the entire planet.

At the same time, they will employ tactics to decapitate node creatures, temporarily delaying the Zerg hive's attack.

So they persisted for over a hundred days, and the insects never managed to conquer this world.

This means that they may have managed to protect that planet.

However, the Forging General of the Mattimia Forging World no longer had the power to send a fleet to support the warriors on that planet, nor could he bring them back.

The other side will most likely fight to the death with those Tyranids and won't get any support, even if they are in the same boat.

They are already short-handed even though they are less than 10,000 light-years away from the empire.

One can imagine just how dangerous the other frontiers and other places of the empire were.

The entire empire is empty, lacking enough warriors to join the battlefield, unable to respond to the worlds in need of help, and unable to reclaim lost territories to alleviate the current situation. The empire is now outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and is on the verge of collapse.

Perhaps the empire has lasted for ten thousand years, and perhaps it can continue to last for another ten thousand years.

However, the price to be paid over these ten thousand years is acceptable to the empire, but completely unacceptable to those who live within it.

In the furnace of the Mattimia foundry world.

Those mortals are already deeply mired in despair.

For them, living within the empire was already living in hell. If another faith came into existence, even if that faith was hell itself, it would be nothing more than moving from one hell to another, making absolutely no difference to them.

Therefore, they did not consider their allegiance to Chaos to be a betrayal, because they could not survive on their own, so they did not care whether their souls would be eaten by Chaos.

The fleet of the Gamma World sails through the empire's territory.

The Seraph 'Saint Gilles' was currently observing the entire world, a world that resembled a living hell.

The warships of the Gamma world can scan and present the entire condition of a planet to them. These images can be as detailed as those of mortals who joined the chaos because they could no longer bear the oppression, and those who could only eat dirt because they had no food.
On these battlefields, he could see the most despicable things, the worst things, the most sublime things, and the greatest scenes.

Born and raised in the Gamma world, he had no idea what the outside world was like.

However, when he saw the living conditions of those people in the human empire.

His inner goodwill made him even more compassionate.

This world is so terrible, and so many people in this universe are suffering.

The wars he had experienced before were all battles; he had never experienced the true warmth and coldness of the world, nor had he experienced the other side of war in this world.

On the war zone.

All they need to do is kill the enemy.

The aftermath of the battlefield brought destruction to homes, human suffering and despair, and the pain of losing everything.

It caused him immense heartache.

This empire.

Has it come to this point already?

They plundered, fought, and even maliciously stole from each other, treating each other as food.

This is inconsistent with the education he received in the Gamma world.

Those who are high above command the empire's progress for a grand and lofty vision.

But no one saw the sacrifices and suffering of those who truly propelled the empire forward.

Sisleyn will keep a close eye on those below him.

But the emperor could not bring everyone back to the golden throne.

It cannot save everyone.

The seraph's mind was deeply affected by this world.

This intense shock was no less than when he learned of his own first birth.

"What should we do?"

“We can’t offer any help,” someone told the Seraph the truth.

The entire empire is currently in this stage.

To ensure that all territories remain under one's control for the time being, it is impossible to pay attention to the people below. Those ordinary people must also be sensible and know that they are serving the great cause of the empire.

If the empire tries to focus on its people, the fragile balance across the country will be broken, nobles will rise up in rebellion, the territory will be out of control, and the empire will lose everything except the support of its people.

This is an unsolvable problem.

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(End of this chapter)