Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 58 The Eternity of Human Civilization
“Items are easy to handle. But the key is how to deal with the organisms and some gene cells?” Gers also realized the problem and gestured towards the shark-shaped glass armored box marked with a danger symbol in the distant harbor.

Long after they set their return date, Captain Aphros ordered his men to begin plundering rare animals, intending to sell a batch to traveling merchants or nobles within the empire.

And just in case, they also took a bunch of these animals' genetic cells for cloning later. But the chaotic corruption was truly all-pervasive!
"How about we have Derrens oversee things? Have him hold a copy of the Bible and recite it every single moment?"

It has to be said that Gers came up with a rather bad idea.

The regimental commander, Afus, and Quan Tiehua exchanged a glance. They both saw agreement in each other's eyes.

It's unclear whether Drenthe would agree, considering he's a candidate for chapter chaplain. He usually prays to his fellow warriors, not animals.

Quan Tiehua imagined the scene in his mind. Then he couldn't help but think, what if Old Ma saw one of his loyal sons of the empire holding his own copy of the Emperor's Holy Words, and praying to a group of animals for the Emperor's blessings? How furious would he be?

I don't know why, but I'm kind of looking forward to it!

Quan Tiehua sniffed, then said righteously, "It's all for the Empire! I think the Derens brothers... will agree!"

Their fists were clenched so tightly they cracked. Gers and Captain Afus looked at the fists, then exchanged a glance.

“The great Emperor will guide us…” Drenthe stood atop a pile of shipping containers, loudly reciting the contents of the Emperor’s Divine Word.

The shipping container beneath my feet was surrounded by layers upon layers of protective measures, including radiation protection, bulletproof and explosion-proof materials—everything that could provide protection was encircled around it.

Commander Afus looked at the group of Chinese leaders and said, "Thank you for your help. Your friendship with the Seraphim will last forever!"

“We’ve learned about the environment there from you!” Among the leaders, the elderly man at the head of the group, leaning on his cane, said calmly, “The people in that world live a very harsh life. As fellow human beings, I hope to help them as much as possible. We are also very honored to have formed a friendship with you in the process! We hope that one day the people there can be as confident, cheerful, and prosperous as we are.”

"I will! We will live up to this ideal! As Astartes, we were created by the Emperor the moment we were given the mission of reviving humanity." Commander Aphrodite thumped the Aquila Falcon emblem on his chest.

"Alright! Although to us, an emperor is a private ruler existing in the old feudal society, based on the stories you've told me, he must have been a great person. For the sake of all human civilization, I think he must have sacrificed a lot!"

"This is one of the reasons why we are forever loyal to the Emperor! Only the Emperor can lead our entire civilization toward unity, unification, and revival!"

As they spoke, the roar of helicopters could be heard. Four mechs, their heavy locks released, were strapped onto the transport platform.

At the same time, about ten mechs, each seven or eight meters tall, also landed nearby.

Seeing this, the old man took off his glasses and said, "Perhaps we will meet again someday. At that time, we will contribute to the revival of human civilization."

Commander Afus fell silent. He had wandered the Empire for so many years. He had never heard of such terms as the revival of human civilization, the advancement and unification of human civilization.

There are only power struggles and grandstanding disguised as emperors and empires.

He once believed himself to be a qualified warrior under the emperor, dedicated to upholding the empire's great cause.

He had never thought much about human civilization, but his experiences in this world and reading about its history made him understand the responsibilities they bore.

This responsibility was so great that even this veteran with hundreds of years of military experience and a battalion commander felt immense pressure.

In that moment, he understood the emperor.

"We will give everything for the revival of human civilization, including sacrificing ourselves. Just like that great man! We will leave our seeds so that future generations will understand our ideals. In this way, a single spark can start a prairie fire. One day, human civilization will rise again!" Quan Tiehua stepped forward and solemnly said to the old man. The old leader silently looked at him until his eyes lowered and he bowed his head, saying, "You seem just like our comrades!"

"We have come to understand your ideology! It is essentially the same as the Emperor's ideology! It is for all mankind, for the entire human civilization."

At that moment, the ground trembled slightly as the transport platform carrying the mechs moved forward. Behind them, a large shipment of supplies filled with containers was also being pulled over.

"We should go!" Commander Afus called out, and Quan Tiehua nodded and looked back at the group of people standing in front of him.

"Take care!" Quan Tiehua said, taking out their battle group's unique emblem and handing it to them.

Just as he turned to leave, the old man called him back. The old man pulled out a slightly worn, red, prismatic five-pointed star from his pocket.

"He's been with us through thick and thin." He grasped Quan Tiehuan's hand, and Quan Tiehua raised his own, "witnessing our growth." His wrinkled, withered hand placed the five-pointed star in his steel palm. "Perhaps he will also accompany you through those arduous journeys, witnessing your growth!"

Quan Tiehua remained silent, while all the Astartes' gazes were fixed on this direction. Every word spoken here was clearly audible through the collective communication channel.

Quan Tiehua remained silent, watching the old man. He grasped the five-pointed star in his hand, nodded, and turned to leave.

Silence has been the dominant theme of this history!

The two-headed eagle had blood-red wings, and its two talons gripped two flaming swords. Most striking of all was the pure skull wearing a laurel wreath in the center of its head.

He looked at the badge in his hand, which was almost the size of his palm. "Perhaps that cruel world depends on you!"

All the Astartes were fully armed and lined up in formation, standing still, with even the mechs having stepped off the transport platform and standing beside them.

All the supplies were piled up around the area. And a steel fence was erected 200 meters outward from the supplies.

Countless elite soldiers, who had signed confidentiality agreements, patrolled the area wearing the latest exoskeleton armor, witnessing this amazing scene.

The regimental commander, Afus, walked back to the group, turned around, waved to the crowd a hundred meters away, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone! We'll meet again someday!"

The next moment! Quan Tiehua closed his eyes, his consciousness entered his mind, and he clicked a button on the system panel in his mind.

This time, a massive sphere of light, resembling the epicenter of a nuclear explosion, suddenly expanded outwards, enveloping the mechs, supplies, and everyone in Astartes.

On the surface of its light sphere, the fluffy material, resembling dandelion seeds, began to drift away for some unknown reason.

Then, with a whoosh, the ball of light suddenly contracted, turning into a tiny point of light, and disappeared, leaving behind a cloud of dust.

Those who were caught off guard stared wide-eyed at the spot after the light disappeared.

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(End of this chapter)