Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

The capital of the Provence star zone, the Provence galaxy.

Governor Seth stood in the towering Governor's Mansion, looking in the direction of Mandeville Point with a worried look on his face, ever since the expeditionary fleet to fight against heretics was completely destroyed in the Star Sea Galaxy.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes revealing endless worry and uneasiness. He knew that the strength of the heretics was far beyond their imagination, and as the governor, he had to take on the responsibility of defending the Provance sector.

Seth took a deep breath, trying to calm his fear. He recalled the disastrous expedition a few years ago, and his heart was filled with self-blame and regret.

If he had planned the operation more carefully, if he had better understood the enemy's strength, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

However, time cannot be reversed, and he can only face reality. Seth understands that the most important thing now is to take action to strengthen the defense of the Provence star zone to deal with possible threats.

Especially when news came from several galaxies near the Xinghai Galaxy that the damn heretics had begun a large-scale attack on the empire's territory and nearby galaxies had begun to fall one after another, this made the event even more worried.

Now the Provans Sector is no longer able to send troops to recapture the imperial worlds occupied by heretics, and can only watch as the heretics continue to attack the imperial territory.

This made this fanatical believer loyal to the Emperor extremely angry and disappointed. He believed that if he could not dedicate his strength to the Emperor, he would lose the qualification to enter the Golden Throne after his death.

Filled with resentment and dissatisfaction, he cursed loudly at the sky, "Damn those High Lords! They only care about their own interests and fight endlessly among themselves. Yet, when faced with the threat from heretics, they remain indifferent and refuse to send reinforcements to eliminate these abominable heretics."

Seth recalled that he had sent an astropath to deliver important information to Holy Terra, but a long time had passed without a response. Three years had passed, and there had been no reply for three whole years. At this moment, he could not help but feel grief and anger, and uttered an indignant curse.

"Oh!" Seth sighed helplessly, his heart full of frustration.

He knew that facing such a powerful evil heretic, he simply did not have enough fleets to destroy it. He felt powerless and could only sigh to the sky.

Just as Seth was about to enter the office, a slave came running over and respectfully reported, "Master, news has come from the Star Tongue Court that Holy Terra has replied."

Upon hearing this, Seth's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Holy Terra replied?"

Seth's tone was full of disbelief. He didn't expect that it would take three years for Holy Terra to respond to him. When he heard the news, Seth felt disbelief.

However, although Seth felt unbelievable, he still ran quickly towards the Star Language Court, not bothering to pay any attention to the slave.

Although Seth was cursing the Supreme Lords just now, when he learned that the Supreme Lords had responded to him, he excitedly rushed to the Star Language Court. Only when he arrived at the Star Language Court did he know the content of the Supreme Lords' reply.

If Seth is not satisfied with the reply, he can continue to curse.

After leaving the Governor's Mansion, Seth quickly boarded the explosion-proof armored vehicle parked in front of the Governor's Mansion. He led a guard team composed of elite soldiers and headed non-stop towards the Star Language Court.

The Governor sitting in the car looked out through the bulletproof window, his eyes falling on the towering Star Language Court in the distance.

However, to his surprise, he wasn't the only one rushing here. The heads of four important departments, including the Star Region Bishop, the Star Region Military Affairs Minister, and the Inquisition, had all hurried over.

It seems that the information this time is very important, otherwise the Astropath would not have summoned the others.

Seth's convoy stopped in the square in front of the Star Language Court. He quickly got out of the car and walked towards the Star Language Court with anxious steps.

The Star Region Bishop and the others followed, hurriedly heading towards the Star Whisper Court with Seth. Everyone was so eager for the High Lord's response that they had no time to exchange pleasantries.

Before long, everyone arrived at the gate of the Star Speech Court. Mounted on the gate was a unique servitor. This servitor consisted of only the upper body, with countless cables connecting its body and head to ensure its continued operation.

The cables are intricately woven together, creating a paradoxical feeling of both chaos and order, connecting to the wall behind them.

The building of the Star Speaker Court is the strongest on the entire planet. It is completely wrapped in a special steel alloy. This hard steel alloy can withstand the bombing of thermite bombs and is used to protect the Star Speakers living inside.

Every astropath is an extremely precious and important strategic talent for the empire. Without these astropaths, the empire, with such a vast territory, the planets will completely lose contact with each other.

Therefore, the Empire is extremely cautious in protecting the Astro Talkers, and the Astro Talkers basically will not leave the Star Talk Court. They will only summon the Empire's management to the Star Talk Court to convey information.

Unless the entire expedition fleet is destroyed like last time, the Astropaths will panic and leave the Astropathic Court to convey information to these imperial high-ranking officials.

Otherwise, these astropaths, whose food is even delivered by professional robot servants, would never leave the Star Language Court.

When Seth and his three companions arrived at the gate of the Star Language Court, the mechanical servant installed on the gate opened its mechanical electronic eyes, scanned everyone up and down, and then a mechanical electronic voice sounded:

"Identification is being confirmed."

"Identity confirmed."

"Welcome Governor Seth."

"Welcome Minister of Military Affairs Karl."

"Welcome Bishop Ivan."

"Welcome, Judge Craw."

"Squeak." When the mechanical voice fell, the steel door behind the mechanical servant suddenly made a heavy creaking sound, and the steel door was opened, revealing the Star Language Court behind it.

"Let's go!" Seth led the way through the steel gate and into the Star Language Courtyard.

"Squeak" When the four people entered the Star Language Court, the steel door was closed again.

The four of them walked through a dim corridor. There were countless murals carved on the walls on both sides of the corridor, all of which were covered with various magical paintings.

Seth and his three companions could not understand the information contained in these murals, and now they had no interest in them. The news they wanted most was the information from the empire, and everything else was secondary.