From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

"you…"

Before Bel-Shar could say anything, the Mechanic Priest suddenly fired his melta cannon, which was pointed at Night, sending a fiery jet of water straight into Night's face.

Facing the melta cannon at this distance, even an Astartes wearing Terminator power armor would be seriously injured if he was not careful.

But Si Ye did not dodge or evade, allowing the scorching beam to explode in front of him. The dense psychic barrier blocked all the heat and impact.

Amidst the distortion of the air caused by the high temperature, Si Ye suddenly grinned: "Okay, you're useless."

This was a premeditated frame-up!

Bel-Shar could tell from the Mechanical Priest's confused expression that opening fire was not his intention.

But before Bel-Shar could think about the situation, the surging golden psychic energy spread in the conference room like a raging flame. The illusory golden flame seemed to carry the same temperature as a substance. The mechanical priest was wrapped in it and quickly burned into an indescribable dry object.

In just a moment, the Mechanical Priest was burned to death in front of Bel-Shar and his company members. But looking at the sacred and inviolable Night Soldier wrapped in golden psychic energy, Bel-Shar just swallowed silently and did not move.

...

Chapter 317 For the Emperor

In the conference room, the golden psychic flame gradually faded away. Bel-Shar and Si Ye stared at each other, immersing the entire conference room in a silent and cold atmosphere.

A Mechanic Priest dies.

Although there are thousands of such ordinary mechanical priests in the human empire, this mechanical priest was accused of a crime in front of Bel-Shar and burned alive.

In order to prevent the regiment from being involved in any conspiracy, Bel-Shar must confront this rogue trader in front of him.

"This is a frame-up... a blatant frame-up,"

Fearing the spiritual energy that had surged in Si Ye's body, Bel-Shar tried hard to suppress his emotions and carefully choose his words.

"Forge World Rebellion... Rogue Trader, why do you think the Great Shark would help you to prove such an absurd lie?"

"Is the White Shark loyal?"

Si Ye asked a very sensitive question in return.

To question the loyalty of a Loyalist Astartes affiliated with the Imperium of Man is like questioning the very worth of their existence, often causing Space Marines to fly into a rage.

"What? The Rogue Trader wants to label us as rebels too?"

As expected, Belsair stood up in an instant. His 2-meter height cast a shadow on the conference table, and a murderous aura seemed to be coming towards him.

"Hey, the Mechanical Priest, enraged by the failed negotiations, launched an attack. He openly attacked the Rogue Trader. That's obvious to all. How can you accuse me of framing him?"

Si Ye said this, raising a finger, and suddenly golden imperial spiritual energy, like a cold sun, began to pulse at the fingertips.

In the 40k world, due to the unique nature of the Emperor's Dark Lord, even a veteran evil god like Tzeentch in the Warp cannot completely fake the Emperor's power to deceive others.

Only someone like Si Ye, who came from another world and had a contract with a psychic entity with power similar to that of the Lord of Darkness, could simulate it to 90% of its originality.

"And if the Carcharodon is loyal, you will naturally understand the new mission the Emperor has given you."

Bel-Shar stared at the golden psychic energy on Si Ye's fingertips, trying to find any signs of aliens or evil magic in the warp.

But no matter how he looked at it, the feeling brought by the psychic energy only made him tremble all over. The inspiration hidden deep in the gene seed made Bel-Shar want to bow to the golden psychic energy.

That is the power of the supreme leader of mankind, the Great Emperor!

"Who...who are you..."

Bel-Shar and the men in the interstellar armor behind him were trembling constantly. To meet the Lord of the Human Empire was an instinct engraved in the genes of these Astartes. The fact that they did not kneel down immediately showed that their will was unimaginably firm.

"I'm just an ordinary Rogue Trader. I'll ask again, Shark, are you loyal?"

With a little effort, golden psychic flames instantly rose up, covering Si Ye's already blurry face.

Belshar looked at the dancing golden flame. A cold but solemn figure seemed to be floating in it, and it seemed as if it had stepped out of the flame and stood behind Si Ye.

The Emperor has appeared!

Without further hesitation, feeling the heat of the golden flames, Bel-Shar and the Space Marines behind him all knelt on one knee and saluted solemnly, touching each other's shoulders.

"The Great Shark is always loyal to the Lord of Mankind, and always loyal to Mankind!"

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Si Ye gradually retracted the simulated spiritual energy at his fingertips.

It was also a sudden inspiration that Si Ye added the Emperor's faith collected from the small chapel in the residential station in recent days into the simulated Emperor's psychic energy.

Judging from the results, the effect is a bit scary, and it successfully gave the simulated psychic power, which was already 90% real, a lot of extra value.

Unless a psychic of the same level as the Emperor or Si Ye comes, no one will be able to find the flaw in Si Ye's simulated psychic power.

If the Imperium of Man had a psyker of that level, the Emperor would have asked him to come and help long ago, rather than letting him wander around the galaxy.

"Very good. You are loyal to the Emperor, and I can barely be considered to be working for him. It seems we have reached a preliminary consensus."

With a casual raise of his hand, Si Ye's unrivaled psychic power acted on the man-eating sharks, lifting them all up.

Although Si Ye's words sounded very arrogant in Bel-Shar's ears, the Emperor's spiritual power could not be faked, and the afterimage brought by the Emperor's manifestation was still engraved in his retina.

Belshar, who was unsure of Si Ye's identity, could only pretend that he did not hear those blasphemous words.

"...What do you need from us?"

If he was just a Rogue Merchant, he naturally had no qualifications to order Space Marines around at will.

But if it was a Rogue Trader certified by the Emperor's Manifestation, even if the other party ordered Bel-Shar's Third Company, 100 Space Marines to die, he would only have two choices: defection or grit his teeth and carry out orders.

"It's not that I want you to do anything, but the Emperor's plan requires you."

Si Ye bluntly put all the blame and problems on the emperor. After all, the emperor had been bullied by crickets for ten thousand years, so this little bit wouldn't make a difference.

"...Please tell me more."

Although he still had some doubts in his heart, the Emperor's afterimage could still see with his eyes closed that Bel-Shar's attitude towards Si Ye was becoming more and more respectful.

"First, military expansion. The Carcharhinus is a warband that roams outside the empire's borders, so it can be expanded more easily without any resistance."

After the end of the Heresy, the Primarch Corax, who had experienced too many things, had become a little autistic, so when Roboute Guilliman took out the "Codex Astartes", Corax tacitly agreed to split the legion.

This resulted in the Raven Guard under his command, after the split, each sub-companion was very obedient and followed the orders of their Primarch father, maintaining a Codex regiment strength of around 1000 people.

After hearing Si Ye's request for them to expand their army, Belshar was stunned for a moment, then immediately spoke:

"Sir Rogue Trader, according to the Codex Astartes, the Man-Eating Sharks are now fully staffed and cannot..."

Si Ye stopped Bel-Shar from explaining his hierarchy and asked, "Who wrote the Codex Astartes?"

"The Emperor's son, Primarch Roboute Guilliman."

Bel-Shar answered truthfully.

"So, between him and the Emperor, who is more powerful? Whose words are more influential?"

The golden spiritual energy cut through the air and disappeared in a flash. Bel-Shar was stunned and didn't know how to respond.

Roboute Guilliman, despite being the Primarch, is merely the Emperor's offspring. The Imperium of Man still reveres the Emperor, so a son's words are naturally no more effective than his father's. So, comparing the Codex Astartes with the Emperor's Will, it goes without saying which is more effective.

"This is a matter of great importance. Please explain it in more detail, sir."

It was just one-sided talk, and even if Bel-Shar believed him, he wouldn't be able to convince the Chapter Master and other battle brothers, so he could only bite the bullet and hope that Si Ye would reveal more information.

"It's simple. An opportunity to rewrite the fate of the human empire is about to arrive. The Primarchs will soon return, and the human empire is about to undergo a transformation."

"One million Space Marines might be enough to keep a bloated, decaying corpse alive, but it's far from enough to revive the Imperium of Man at the stroke of fate. Therefore, the Emperor needs you to secretly expand the military and accumulate strength for the future."

In fact, the Emperor had a "kill the dog after the rabbit is dead" mentality towards both the Space Marines and the Primarchs, intending to abandon them as tools once humanity was stable.

But from Night's observation, given the current state of the 40k world, unless he brings the Void Evil God to completely drain the subspace of this world, the determined Astartes are definitely more suitable for managing the human empire than ordinary humans who are more easily corrupted and wavering.

Moreover, according to the rules of the Pan-Human Community, although the Astartes have two hearts and three lungs, they still belong to humans in terms of memetics, still comply with normal regulations, and enjoy the rights that humans should have.

Si Ye did not want to take over the mess of the Human Empire, so in his plan he assigned the Astartes to administrative management and local security.

The cyborg's super brain and super body can do anything. Only the Emperor, an extreme humanist and low EQ otaku, would want to treat such a useful existence as garbage.

"Unexpectedly..."

Automatically ignoring the profanity in Si Ye's words, Bel-Shar quickly grasped the key point.

This is an opportunity for the human empire to be reborn. If the Great Shark can be involved in it, it will be an unparalleled honor.

And if the Primarch returns, doesn't that mean there's a chance that Primarch Corax will also return!

Although Bel-Shar knew that his gene seed was most likely not from the Raven Guard, this did not affect his recognition of Corax as his father and his excitement about it.

However, matters like military expansion still require the approval of the Chapter Master and the Think Tank. Bel-Shar couldn't take on this honorable responsibility right here, so he could only say with a hint of regret:

"Sir, the expansion of the army is a serious matter. I need to inform the Chapter Master before I can give you an accurate answer. Please give us some time... and the Carcharodon Chapter..."

Belsair suddenly felt a little awkward, not knowing what to say. But before he could finish, a huge explosion with a slight tremor was heard, causing him to shout out subconsciously:

"what happens!"

...

Chapter 318 Power Armor

"Ok?"

Information quickly flashed across the data panel. Si Ye understood the situation and turned to soothe her.

"It's okay. The Mechanicus' cruiser just launched an artillery attack on the star base without anyone operating it. It looked like it was trying to escape, but was stopped. This Mechanicus seems to have installed some gadgets involving abominable intelligence on their ship. This is an aggravated crime, an aggravated crime."

Any ambitious mechanic will definitely touch upon some well-known taboos, but as the second largest force in the human empire, the Mechanicus will not bring these issues to the table most of the time.

But if they fall into the hands of Si Ye, who doesn't buy into the Mechanicus's ideas at all, all their past deeds will be turned into evidence that the great Rogue Trader is doing justice.

Boom boom boom! ! !

There were several consecutive noises, and then everything returned to silence.

Because of the size difference between the Sword-class frigate and the Moon-class cruiser when docking at the star base, the two warships were arranged at different berths. Bel-Shar could not obtain information from the outside world through the combat brothers stationed on the warships. He could only keep hesitating and looked at Si Ye, who was suspected to be the Emperor's agent or saint, with a complicated expression.

"The problem outside has been solved. What were you trying to say before? Are there any other difficulties in expanding the army? Just tell me, and I'll do my best to help you solve them."

Si Ye returned to his seat and motioned Belshar to continue sitting down, but the residual power of the Holy Manifestation was still there, and Belshar, with a fearful attitude, shook his head silently.