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However, the Imperium would not pay the money, and the Ultramarines believed so too.

Captain Malam angrily denounced the Governor's incompetence, accusing him of allowing xenos spies to infiltrate Imperial territory. He then declared on the spot that the Ultramarines would assume military command of the planet, with all forces immediately under his tactical command. He then issued an ultimatum to the miners' rebellion: they should surrender immediately or they would be considered enemies of the Empire and completely eliminated.

But the miners did not respond, as if they had disappeared.

……

When Malam led his troops to the mine, they were surprised to find that the miners had disappeared. The Planetary Defense Force speculated that they might have hidden in the mines, but there was no specific intelligence to confirm their whereabouts.

Some suggested simply blowing up the mines, thereby burying all the rebels and ensuring the mines would not fall into enemy hands, but Malam rejected this proposal.

Mineral resources are extremely precious to the empire, and it would be a waste to blow them up rashly.

The deeper reason was that he still had a trace of sympathy. In his view, these miners might just be bewitched citizens of the Empire. As long as they could accept the Empire's rule again, they would still be a part of Ultramar.

However, he soon lost all sympathy. As they sealed off the mining area, a huge alien appeared before them.

This giant, beetle-like monster stood over six meters tall, its entire body covered in a black carapace. Its four forelimbs were sharp as sickles, and its hind limbs were thick and sturdy. Its head was triangular, densely packed with ferocious compound eyes that flashed a deadly light, and its mouthparts moved constantly, as if chewing something.

The monster stood there like a mobile war fortress.

The sound it made was hoarse and low, but it carried the distinctive accent of the Federation: it was speaking Imperial Common.

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Aigikahet, defeated warriors of the Federation."

……

This crypt lord who called himself Anubrekan announced that he was from the Kingdom of Aigikahet and was a member of the Crypt Demon Empire enlightened by the Federation.

In his low Gothic with a Federation accent, he mocked the Ultramarines' desperate efforts.

Anub'rekhan: "Your only option now is to surrender. It is your only way to survive the great turmoil we unleash."

Soon the Empire would learn that the shock was not a metaphor.

Malam angrily scolded Anub'Brekhan: "The Ultramarines and all the loyal sons of the Empire will never surrender to the xenos, and Ultramar will not become a xenos colony!"

He raised his power sword. "Under loyalty to the Emperor and the Primarch, we fear nothing. We will reclaim this world that belongs to the Imperium. You and those traitors will be destroyed!"

After hearing this, Anubrekan uttered a disdainful voice: "Foolish Imperial cyborgs, do you think this planet still belongs to the Empire? No, you are just blind people who don't understand the current situation."

The Crypt Lord laughed heartily. He said, "We have owned this world for a long time. It's just that you humans, who enjoy the sun on the surface, can't see it. You always think that this thin layer of soil under your feet is the whole world."

"Under the earth's surface, we have built another empire. Only fools would stride across it. So now, you are welcome to come and visit our empire!"

After saying that, he raised one of his sickle-like forelimbs high and stomped heavily on the ground!

In an instant, the entire earth collapsed! Malam and his troops felt their feet suddenly empty, and their figures were swallowed by darkness!

The army, led by all the Ultramarines, fell into this huge hole that suddenly appeared. During the free fall, they saw countless points of light lighting up in the surrounding rock formations.

Those were the miners' headlamps, and also the glowing eyes of the crypt demon army. They had quietly built a vast underground empire right under the Empire's nose!

When they finally fell to the solid ground, the surviving Kings found themselves in an extremely huge cave world, large enough to accommodate the cities on the surface.

A towering alloy building stood in the darkness, and strange bioluminescent objects were suspended at the top of the cave, casting a dim blue light.

This is another empire created by the Crypt Demons right under the nose of the Empire. Normally, people should be amazed by this man-made second world.

But Malam had no time to admire this marvel of engineering or to ponder the responsibility of the Governor-General for the situation.

Because the tidal-like army of Crypt Demons had surrounded them from all directions. Even from above and below, there were Crypt Demon armies attacking.

The empire's warriors were in a desperate situation with no way out.

This planet had already fallen a long time ago, but it was only today that the imperial forces on it were officially declared to have ceased activities.

……

In the dark universe, a huge lost battle cruiser of the Federation slowly moved, surrounded by numerous ships, forming the vast and boundless fleet of the Helka Federation.

The central conference hall of the tactical command ship was brightly lit, and a huge circular holographic projection table projected battlefield maps. Every important stronghold in the five hundred worlds of Ultramar was precisely marked on the blue light network.

The conference hall was packed with officers, military experts, and newly joined ordinary warrior representatives from various worlds and species of the Star Ocean Community. Their eyes were all focused on the special operations expert standing in front of the holographic projection platform.

The expert wore a protective suit with tactical modules, and the upper half of his face was covered by a mask with a question mark, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes. He was a special operations consultant for the Federation and was once the first Federation hybrid gene stealer to receive gene therapy.

Because he gained "astonishing wisdom" when he escaped the influence of the Great Devourer, he is now one of the chief planners of the Federation's top secret combat operations.

His voice was steady and low, and every word was so penetrating that it silenced the entire conference hall.

"Everyone, I know you are all looking forward to the upcoming struggle, but before that, I must tell you a piece of good news: Although we have not yet arrived in Ultramar, many of Ultramar's five hundred worlds have already come under the rule of the Federation."

A slight commotion spread in the conference hall. Many people looked puzzled, while the experienced officers smiled knowingly.

The special warfare consultant raised his hand and pointed at the projection table. A complex tactical deployment map appeared on the map, with dense light spots and crisscrossing lines.

"In order to minimize the difficulty of the attack, we dispatched countless spies, special forces, and infiltration teams many years ago to quietly invade the 500 worlds of Ultramar."

"What you see now are the seeds we have planted in the world of the Empire. When the war begins, these seeds will blossom into flowers of struggle powerful enough to consume the Empire."

The consultant tapped his finger on the holographic image, and the code name of a tactical plan emerged: "Dungeons & Dragons".

"This is one of our trump cards,"

The special warfare expert slowly said, "The key lies in the crypt demons we have long been ambushing deep within the Empire."

The image shifted, revealing a strange creature: massive, with thick, muscular build, its exterior covered in a hard, purple-black exoskeleton. Its limbs were thick and powerful, its claws sharp as razors, powerful enough to tear through steel. Its eyes glowed faintly green in the darkness, revealing a strange intelligence.

"These citizens come from a once-isolated, cave-dwelling, sub-intelligent species. They have lived in deep caves for generations, never having come into contact with the surface world. Their civilization was originally barbaric, but under the Federation's enlightenment, they grew rapidly and became our underground army."

The crypt demons in the image are digging underground tunnels at an astonishing speed. Their sharp claws cut through the rock like a hot knife through butter. In a short period of time, an extremely deep tunnel has been formed.

"They are born perfect underground combat experts. They don't need air and are not afraid of poison gas. Their nerves can sense the subtle vibrations of the rock formations. They can carve out underground worlds and build huge cities within them, without anyone above ground noticing."

The special warfare advisor glanced around the conference room and spoke slowly, "Years ago, we began secretly dispatching crypt fiends to infiltrate the 500 worlds of Ultramar. They have established countless secret bases deep beneath the Empire's worlds, growing silently in the darkness. And they are not alone."

The scene switches to show the humans who fight alongside the Crypt Demons: miners, the poor, persecuted mutant minorities, fugitives, and even some upper-class people who have been impressed by the Federation.

"The crypt demons are more than just diggers; they have become leaders of freedom. They will occasionally come to the surface, using the dark side of the Empire and the aid of the Federation to attract the oppressed people and help them see the light of the Federation."

"These people abandoned by the Empire have now become part of us. They are willing to fight for the Federation and join forces with the Crypt Demons to overthrow the Empire's rule."

The special warfare advisor paused, his eyes sweeping over everyone sharply, his voice suddenly lowered: "And now is the time for them to step out of the shadows and embrace the light."

……

Just as the special warfare advisor said, when the Federation's declaration of war sounded, the Crypt Demons and their allies finally launched their long-planned attack.

In the mining world of Ultramar, the originally peaceful surface city suddenly became riddled with holes in just a few seconds.

The earthquake came suddenly, and the ground of the entire city began to crack. Bottomless caves emerged, and military factories collapsed in the violent shock. Tens of thousands of imperial soldiers were swallowed up in the bottomless caves before they could react.

Those who were swallowed into the ground did not die immediately. They looked around in shock, but in the next second, they saw a scene even more terrifying than the sub-space - thousands of subterranean demon warriors and human auxiliary troops poured out from the depths of the cave!

Countless subterranean demons and human opposition forces appeared in the earthquake, and all the imperial cities on the surface were riddled with holes in an instant. Facing the enemy's attack, the planetary defense forces were eliminated or surrendered in the chaos.

Finally, the largest fortress in the mining world, the Governor's Mansion, was sunk into the underground magma by the earthworks of the crypt demons because of its stubborn resistance, and the mining world was declared to have fallen.

Many Imperial worlds suffered the same fate at the same time, and they didn't even have a second to organize a defense to delay the Federation's advance for even a quarter of an hour.

Many planets were completely destroyed by the combination of earthquakes and crypt demons before they even saw the regular federal army.

167

Chapter 167: The Dark Prince's Kingdom Storm.

Although the five hundred worlds underground are facing obstacles everywhere due to the actions of the crypt demons, this does not mean that there are no major crises created by the Federation on the ground.

Andronicus, a First Captain of a Successor Chapter of the Ultramarines, was ordered to lead a force to a new model Imperial world.

This galaxy, known as the Cross Crusade, was once one of the Five Hundred Worlds. After the Five Hundred Worlds gradually declined in size, the civilization here also regressed due to the poor management of successive governors.

The various advanced facilities here were gradually destroyed by the governor's wrong policies, and over a long period of time, the local residents gradually regressed to the level of civilization in the Middle Ages.

People used the high-tech transportation system left by the empire to assemble cold weapon armies. Knights drove knight mechas to attack cities and seize territories. Local residents regarded the occasional information output of the Thinker system as "military advice from the gods."

Apart from verbal belief in the God-Emperor, they no longer have any connection with the word space.

This place has become a wasteland, with backward feudal lords fighting each other or levying heavy taxes, but the empire is powerless to change this.

Each governor stayed in the "holy land" given to the apostles of the God-Emperor by the nobles during the Great Crusade, living a life of debauchery and ignoring worldly affairs, or occasionally demanding generous donations from the lords in the name of declaring heresy.

The local lords are all cruel and ruthless. They can commit the evil act of blood marriage while raising taxes to 99%.

They can be called...model subjects of the empire.

There is no way, the tithe here has really been paid enough.

……

However, not long ago, the situation changed.

A new, very capable planetary governor with a clean record has taken office.

The governor, Hermestis-Turnedo, immediately abolished the inefficient aristocratic system and established the Camarilla.

Relying on this new group, he gradually took back the power of various feudal lords and knight families.

Military conflicts broke out during this period, but Governor Hermestis successfully suppressed all opposition with his outstanding abilities and the support of the Camarilla League, while ensuring that the tithe was not reduced.

Afterwards, Hermesis contacted the Mechanicus and began to restore the infrastructure of the Cross Crusade system with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Inspired by him, the local residents worked together as one and climbed the technology tree at an extremely fast speed, completing the leap from the feudal age back to the space age.

Now this place has evolved from a feudal world where heritage relics are used less and less, into a standard industrial world with advanced naval, land and air combat armored clusters and full motorization.

Andronikos was ordered here to discuss whether the Governor could provide more support to the Five Hundred Worlds.

And ask the Governor if he is willing to temporarily go to Macragge to serve if the situation worsens.

Such a talent is the treasure of the empire and must not fall into the hands of the enemy.

……

Captain Andronicus found Governor Hermestis-Turnedo, who received the Emperor's angel warmly and politely.

Hermesis led the captain to visit the rapidly developing industrial world and agreed to all the captain's requests.

Captain Andronikas was very satisfied with everything he saw. He believed that after experiencing a series of bad news, the Empire finally received good news. The military strength of this world could provide a lot of help to Macragge's defense forces.

In the evening, Governor Hermesis asked the Captain to have dinner with him and discuss his final job handover. The Space Marines decided to respect this outstanding talent of the Empire and agreed to his request.

Then he drank the Cintira wine poured by Hermesis, looking at the other's red eyes glowing in the night. The Space Marine Captain felt his genetic glands start to alarm the moment the wine entered his mouth!

He immediately spat out the wine and smashed the glass, but it was of no avail. The active ingredients in the small amount of wine that entered his mouth made him feel as if his internal organs were burning and his whole body was about to dissolve.

Andronicus collapsed to the ground.

The heroic governor was finally satisfied with the scene before him and tore off his disguise. Andronicus watched helplessly as the other party gradually transformed into a monster with black skin, red eyes, and a mouth like a lamprey.

He is a Zelvan of the Federation, also known as a space vampire.

"You are my final achievement, Angel."

……

Hermesis politely but slightly proudly introduced himself to the Ultramarines Captain.

He was a spy for the Helka Federation. His so-called noble identity was fabricated, and his parents were merely mind-controlled individuals with their thoughts stamped on them. The Inquisition couldn't uncover the truth either, as the relevant investigators had been dealt with.

Originally, he only planned to stay in the middle level of the empire's administrative hierarchy to ensure that he would not be noticed, and to collect intelligence and conduct covert activities.

As a result, year after year passed, he was promoted higher and higher, but the Federation still did not take action.

In the end, he became the governor of the planet because of his "outstanding ability, loyalty and bravery".

Unable to bear the miserable state of the planet under the rule of the Empire and determined to launch a major operation, he established a secret intelligence base of the Federation here and began to carefully govern the planet.

Strictly speaking, it cannot be said that he was not loyal to the empire, because until today, every action he took was benefiting the empire.

Under his rule, the entire planet entered an industrial age, tithes doubled, and the quality of life of the local residents improved rapidly. The greenskins, thieves, Chaos Cultists, and illegal psykers who screamed that the Governor was a blood-sucking monster were also eliminated.

Here, people leave their doors unlocked at night and don't pick up things on the streets. The people here all feel: Good times have arrived!

They were now filled with love for the good Governor sent by the Emperor.

……

But that's where it ends, and allegiance has a time limit.

He now wants to tear off his disguise and hand over the world to the federal expeditionary force.

This was the best way out he had found for the sons and daughters of the Empire who had fought bloody battles with him to wipe out the feudal lords. They no longer needed to fight bloody battles with the Ultramarines again, and the Emperor would agree to this outcome.

"You might be waiting for your other battle-brothers to rescue you. Unfortunately, that's impossible. They've also been infected with this, the genophage. A biochemical toxin that your immune system is absolutely unable to resist."