Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

After a chapter is established, in principle it cannot take mortal troops from its home planet into battle. The chapter's home planet can have planetary defense forces, and some auxiliary personnel when attacking, but the size and equipment level of these troops must be strictly limited.

As for the gene-seeds that were handed over, they would be used to form new Chapters. These new Chapters would be under the command of the Imperial Central Command. Moreover, the Chapters formed by the Empire would mix gene-seeds, as this would allow for better coordination within the Chapters. These Chapters formed by the Empire would generally no longer be under the command of the Primarch.

If the battle groups formed after the first batch of army building want to split up, they need to obtain the consent of the imperial center. At the same time, each legion that maintains the main body will also ensure that the number and size of its own legion are limited to a certain range.

"Can we fight for it again? It's about the supreme command of the battlefield." Ludovizia said.

"As for the command, I have discussed it with Lord Valdor, the commander of the Imperial Guards. The Imperial Navy and the Mortal Legion can sign an agreement with the Chapter to allow the latter to assist us in combat. Generally speaking, large-scale expeditions are mainly undertaken by us or the Primarchs. In theory, the separated Chapter cannot concentrate the forces of more than three First-Class Regiments for an expedition. To carry out such a large-scale military operation, the approval of the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Office of the Admiralty is required." Constanza said.

"This agreement..." Ludovisia was still a little dissatisfied.

"What interesting things are the two generals discussing? May I join?" A message appeared on the datapads of two Imperial soldiers. The note at the end made them pay extra attention. After all, this person's opinion was enough to make the Emperor ponder. It was Fabricator-General Sargeras Cain, the current Supreme Ruler of the Mechanicus of Mars. (There really is such a person in the background. Of course, the Supreme Ruler of Mars in the background is Hal.)

"Great Sage, it's an honor for us to have you participate in our discussion," Ludovisia said first. He then outlined the information he had gathered, which, of course, largely revolved around the issue of the splitting of the Legions. "The Legions remain far too powerful. Each main legion maintains an average strength of over 10 men, and some legions have not yet been split. This is no longer the era of the Great Crusade, and such a large-scale legion poses a threat to the stability of the Empire, given that the previous rebellion nearly toppled it."

"I understand what you two mean. I've come here to make a promise to you all. A promise from the Supreme Being." The Forge General paused before continuing. "In the next 10 to 50 years, the Empire will launch a new expedition. Our targets will be the Eye of Terror, at least three Ork Warlords, and paving the way for the construction of a new Astronomican."

"Guilliman, Perturabo, Dorn and other Primarchs have already stated that they will not lead the army. The Dark Angels and Blood Angels will be responsible for the two offensives. The rest will be handled by the Imperial Navy and the Mortal Legions. Is this enough?" said the Forge-Admiral.

The situation now is that Guilliman will soon come to Terra to be his Chancellor, and the two Primarchs Perturabo and Dorn will be responsible for fighting the Ashes. The Dark Angels have suffered heavy losses, but that does not prevent Jonson from drawing personnel from other brother legions. After all, Jonson is the Warmaster. As for why Sanguinius of the Blood Angels wants to join the war, the reason is very simple. If he wants to take the throne, he must first win the support of the people.

Other legions will send troops to support, for example, Russ has expressed his willingness to cooperate with Sanguinius. However, he will not command a single expeditionary force, that is, the commanders of other expeditionary fleets will be selected from the Imperial Navy and mortal forces.

For these two high-ranking officials, their needs have been met: there are wars to fight and a future to look forward to. As for what to do after this expedition? That's not a question for them. After all, preparation alone takes 10 to 50 years, and whether they can complete these expeditions during their tenure is a question. Naturally, their successors will consider the rest. The military's demands have been met.

As for why the Empire continued its expeditions after the Heresy ended, the reason is simple: having amassed so many troops and warships, why not take advantage of the warm-up period to expand once more? Remember, war is the eternal theme of the galaxy, regardless of whether there are travelers or not.

To put it bluntly, the matter is that each Primarch gave up some of his military merits in exchange for other factions in the empire, or in other words, the current faction made compromises in certain aspects.

"The Navy agrees." After thinking for a moment, Admiral Constanza agreed.

"The mortal auxiliary army has no objection either," Ludovici said.

"In addition, in the future, the name of the Mortal Auxiliary Army will be replaced by the Imperial Defense Force. I hope you can become the sharp blade of the empire and protect the safety of human civilization." said the Casting General.

"The Imperial Guard will not disappoint the Supreme," Ludovisia said happily. After all, with the removal of the name of the Auxiliary Army, it also means that the subordinate relationship with the Primarch and the Legion has disappeared, and they have become an independent army.

Having completed his assignment, the Forge General left without further delay. Across the hall, the Martian Forge General arrived at the Mechanicus's area, where the leaders from various Forge Worlds gathered. If the Legions were brothers, and the Imperial Navy and Imperial Guard were partners, then what about Mars and the Forge Worlds? Everyone appeared cheerful, yet each had their own thoughts. Some couldn't even manage a smile. After all, when encountering something mutually desirable, the exploration fleets of both sides inevitably engaged in some "exchange."

After a moment's hesitation, the Martian Forge World looked towards the Great Sage Tashin of Huangquan No. 8. Through binary communication, he established contact with the other party, and after the latter thought for a moment, the two began to communicate.

"In the future, the Mechanicus will no longer have the status it had at the beginning of the Great Crusade. Although our faith still exists, when the faith is realized and the God of All Machines really walks among the stars, we are confused again. We advocate technology, but technology cannot explain everything. We believe in the God of All Machines, but we did not expect that the God of All Machines would really appear in the real universe." The Forging General spoke first.

As the Martian Fabricator-General, he had no particular objection to the Empire's practically lifting of technological barriers. Perhaps he was well aware that objections were pointless. After all, the Emperor had his own R&D team from the very beginning, and the First Legion possessed numerous secret treasures unknown even to the Mechanicum. Therefore, the Emperor's monopoly on the Empire's technology and production hadn't been complete from the start.

And even if it is within the Mechanicus, how should I put it, if you don't sell Mars, you may sell Riza, Lucius, Acheron VIII and the like. The highlight of the Mechanicus is its bulk.

Today, General Forge wanted to discuss more about philosophy and faith. Or rather, General Forge himself had a rather conflicted mindset. On the one hand, he knew there was something within Mars, and he believed it might be the Myriad God, originally believed in by the Mechanicus. On the other hand, after the Traveler appeared as the Myriad God, General Forge suddenly realized that this Myriad God was not the one he believed in, but was even more powerful than the Myriad God he believed in! This was a bit of a dilemma... He could only express gratitude for the Traveler's kindness in not forcing Mars to acknowledge his position. Otherwise, would the Martian Mechanicus kneel, or would they?

"Respected Martian Casting General, I understand what you mean. Your faith is in confusion. This issue is complicated to explain, but also simple. We have time today. Would you like to discuss some issues with us in essence?" asked Taraxin.

"I'm all ears." The Casting General responded, and at the same time increased the encryption of the communication between them by two levels.

"I heard a rumor, a rumor passed down from ancient times, that is, the story about why the Martian Mechanicus believed in the God of Machines." Trazyn said.

This information startled Cain. After all, while the Martian Mechanicus collectively extols the glory of the God of All Machines, some of the most fundamental information is never made public, such as how the Mechanicus knew of the God of All Machines' existence. Forge General Cain doubted that a single Great Sage from Acheron VIII could possibly know the whole story. Yet, Cain sensed something strange about the being before him.

"That dates back to the advent of the Dark Ages, before the fall of the Eldar and the birth of Slaanesh. Warp storms became more frequent, blocking the connection between human worlds. The evil and alien races in the Warp coveted our souls and lives, and Mars was no exception. It was in danger of being invaded by the waves of the Warp." Trazyn said.

Chapter 468 The Beginning of a New Era 2

"However, at this moment, amidst the tangled data streams on Mars, a sage sensed an extraordinary presence. Like a midnight whisper, it spoke within the sage's mind, revealing truths about the past universe and incomprehensible knowledge. The other party was speaking, but the sage had no idea why. The message was intermittent and ethereal, filled with a wealth of incomprehensible knowledge and chilling truths."

"But under immense pressure to survive, the humans on Mars gained astonishing knowledge from the whispers of an unknown being, and relied on this knowledge to survive the darkest moments. You are deeply grateful to this being. You firmly believe that you are being protected by a higher being, and in your research on Mars, you discovered that something seems to be hidden in the very core of Mars. You seek to uncover this secret, at least before the coming of the Emperor."

"Eventually, you even found a mysterious cave that might contain a miracle, but the Emperor's arrival disrupted everything. His power impressed you, but at the same time, He halted many of your activities, including technical restrictions like the Crimson Protocol and the exploration of certain areas on Mars. It was this action that caused dissatisfaction among some on Mars, which is why they called the Emperor a deceiver."

"Because they believe that the truth about the Mechanical God is hidden in those labyrinths, and the Emperor, who claims to be the spokesperson of the God of Machines on earth, has sealed these things. This makes some people think that the Emperor has ulterior motives." Trazyn was recounting a period of history, and at this moment, his narration was violently interrupted!

"Nonsense! Absolute nonsense. This is a slander against Mars and a blasphemy against the God of All Machines!" The data stream sent by Kane instantly overwhelmed the communication between each other. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Kane swore that he would let the guy on the opposite side experience the power of his vortex weapon!

"Haha." Tarasim didn't say much. A magical power emanated from him, and time flowed back to the time when Tarasim was telling this secret history. Then, Tarasim deducted a period of time from it.

"Huh?!" Boss Pi, who was communicating with the Lord of Glory, suddenly raised his head. He felt something strange at a point in time and space somewhere in the hall.

"An old guy is teaching the younger generation a lesson. It's okay, let's continue." said the Lord of Glory.

"Is it really true that nothing will happen? I feel the time jumping." Boss Pi said with a frown.

"Have some faith in your father, okay?" The Radiant Lord patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, isn't that Ferrus and Guilliman? Hurry over there! My academy is counting on their sponsorship." The Radiant Lord pushed Boss Pi aside.

After Trazyn did all this, both sides fell into a long silence. After the timeline returned to normal, General Kane was in even greater shock. He felt that his time stream had been tampered with. The sophisticated instruments and some products of the dark technological age told him that something had happened, but he didn't know what had happened. He looked at Trazyn not far away in shock, his eyes full of fear.

"Relax, child. This is just a routine operation. So, can you please just listen to me quietly? I know you're anxious, but please don't." Trazyn controlled his disguise and looked at the Martian Fabrication General, whose expression was on the verge of collapse. He was quite good at showing off, and he enjoyed it. But then, Trazyn felt the Fabrication General's body tremble, and then a presence seemed to appear beside him.

Trazyn turned his head slightly embarrassedly and saw Ahriman, the emperor's attendant, who was known as the professor, standing solemnly beside him.

"Lord Trazim, the Supreme One asked me to remind you not to scare young people casually." Ahriman's voice rang in the ears of Trazim and the Martian Casting General.

"I'm just trying to make my words more convincing," Trazyn said awkwardly.

According to the previous agreement with the Traveler, some truths could be revealed to the seasoned Martian Forging General. However, the ability to randomly return to a specific point in the past was too frightening. After all, even the time-reversal equipment used by the Custodians only returned one's own state to a specific point in the past, not distorting the other party's time. Clearly, Trazyn's actions had startled the other child.

"Pay attention to your methods," Ahriman emphasized again. "We are merely presenting facts and reasoning."

"I'm just being reasonable," Trazyn said. "Alright, I'll be careful with my methods." Trazyn waved his hand, deciding to give face to the being behind Ahriman.

"Okay, you can continue, respected Martian Casting General. Although today's content is a bit shocking, please rest assured that the Supremes have no intention of pursuing any responsibility. Everything in the past is over." Ahriman comforted.

"Thank you for the mercy of the Supreme." The Martian Forge General lowered his head and saluted the existence behind Ahriman.

"Well, the Supremes know that the Mechanicus of Mars is subservient." Ahriman said and disappeared.

"Then let's continue." Trazyn's pretense failed, leaving him feeling a bit down. Across from him, Forge General Cain carefully surveyed his colleagues, finding none of them aware of what had just transpired. Whether it was Trazyn's alteration of the timeline or the sudden arrival of the Emperor's attendants, this made him relax, as it proved that the two Supreme Beings truly had the ability to deal with the Mechanicus, but they weren't currently planning on doing so.

"Okay, let's continue the popular science work." Tracin, who was not very happy, continued his work. Then Tracin told the Martian leader many things, such as a star god of the void dragon, and that this guy or the fragments of this guy were beaten up by a big golden guy when humans were still using cold weapons. Then the big golden guy sealed the fragments of this guy in Mars, even though the humans on Terra still insisted that the earth was the center of the universe.

Then, while the Martian Mechanicus still didn't know about demons, the golden giant was already using them as fuel, building demon engines and working for them. Meanwhile, the blue giant was considering how to incite the demons to revolt. In short, this description shows that while the Martian Mechanicus was still imagining what the God of All Machines was, the truly powerful ones were already several versions ahead, attempting things that the Martians didn't know about, or even dared to think about...

"In short, you are still too young and too low. The so-called echo of the God of All Machines is nothing more than a defeated enemy of the human gods. Your so-called treasure house was buried by others. The ownership actually belongs to the emperor, not you! It means that the emperor has no such idea, otherwise he can easily claim it on Mars!" Taraxin talked freely, and what stood out was that he was just trying to stir up trouble and then watch the fun!

"Huh..." After forcibly using excessive coolant to lower the temperature of his computing core, Kane finally faced reality. Although what Trazyn said today was too horrifying, it still explained most of the problems.

Kane knew that Trazyn's words to him today had been approved by the Supreme Beings. This also represented the Supreme Beings' goodwill. After all, for the Mechanicus, history and knowledge were priceless. Their willingness to share the truth was a testament to their mutual trust. For the Mechanicus, there was no hatred that could not be resolved with the gift of knowledge.

"So, after all that, what are you, Excellency? You're not a god, but you're certainly not human either, are you?" Cain thought, analysing the events that unfolded. He suddenly realized he'd overlooked a blind spot: how could this Great Sage of Huangquan Eight be worthy of knowing all this? Cain could guarantee that even the Primarch himself might not be aware of these matters. As for why Cain believed this fellow wasn't human, it was because he felt that humanity was fortunate enough to have such heaven-defying beings as the Emperor and the Traveler. How could there be a third? This wasn't a Primarch, someone who could be mass-produced...

"Have you heard of the Necrontyr?" Trazyn then briefly recounted some of the Necrontyr's past, highlighting how powerful they were back then. They'd dismantled the C'tan, fought Douya for the Milky Way, and as for their battles with the Old Ones? Ugh. It was the C'tan who were truly formidable, while the Necrontyr simply got crushed... It's best not to dwell on that sort of thing.

"Then why are you here?" Kane said in shock. He had been shocked more today than in his entire life. He felt like his life support system was about to give out.

"I can be human," Trazyn said righteously.

"Your Majesty." After a long silence, Cain severed the data link with Trazyn, ending the conversation. This time, after learning so much truth, Cain truly bowed before the Emperor and the Traveler. After all, if this ancient civilization, so powerful that could manipulate timelines, had bowed down and agreed to become human, then what reason was there for him to continue to be upset? Was he just a skilled fighter? Besides, the Emperor and the Traveler were, after all, human gods, protecting humanity. So wasn't it normal to believe in them?

What's more, the Emperor and the Traveler had no intention of forcing the Mechanicus to convert. They were so tolerant, and Kane felt respected, so he just did his job well.

"The problem of Mars has been basically solved," said the traveler.

"Yes, the Mechanicus will be even better integrated into human civilization in the future," the Emperor said with considerable satisfaction. All that needed to be said had been said, and the other leader had agreed. Now that the rest was easy, things would be easier. The rest would take its time; there was no rush.

"By the way, how is the writing of your national religion's code of transactions and conduct going?" asked the traveler.

"No time, I haven't done anything yet." The emperor said with a pout.

"Fuck, you played bridge with Magnus and Ahriman for half a day yesterday and you didn't have time to do any real work?" The traveler directly exposed the Emperor's slacking off yesterday.

"I just don't want to do this kind of thing."

"But it has to be done. Issues of thought and spirit are serious matters. As the object of worship for the state religion, if you don't write something yourself, someone else will, and it'll end up causing a lot of trouble. Haven't you seen it? There are already signs of it over there."

The traveler waved his hand, and a scene in a square in the palace appeared in front of the emperor. In the huge square, the traveler's sect and the state religion's team were on both sides of an avenue, which led to the depths of the palace. Now the problem came, that is, the two sects came together, who would go first!

The Traveler Cult's representative was the Great Sage Castin, while the State Cult's representative was Qile. In reality, the two knew each other personally and had a good relationship. Castin had even supplied much of Qile's Crusader Army's equipment. However, when it came time to arrange seating, personal relationships and trade took a back seat to respect.

"Can't we just come in together?" the emperor frowned.

"What we consider insignificant might not necessarily be seen as such by those below. Let's see," the Traveler sighed. In reality, if arranged, the two sides wouldn't meet, but the Traveler wanted to see what the current state religion was like. He felt comfortable with his own sect; after all, they were all science and engineering men, busy with their own careers, and generally wouldn't seek trouble. But the state religion was different; it had already demonstrated considerable ambition.

"Let's wait and see," the Emperor said with a somewhat gloomy expression. He disliked religion, but he kept it around because it was currently useful. Meanwhile, besides the two Supreme Beings, the Primarchs were also concerned about the potential conflict between the two major religions of the Imperium.

"Let them come in together." Sanguinius said, looking at the square where the atmosphere of confrontation was becoming increasingly tense.

"Wait a little longer, our father and the Traveler have not spoken yet." said Guilliman.

"What is there to wait for? Our father and the Traveler often appear before us together, and they have an equal relationship with each other. The same is true for their sect. The two Supremes don't care about who is superior, so do their sects have to decide who is superior?" The archangel said in disbelief.

"Of course there has to be a hierarchy. Sometimes, just because those above them don't mind doesn't mean those below them won't mind. Haven't we seen enough?" Guilliman sighed. After all, sometimes, the Legion's heirs would argue fiercely over whose Primarch was more powerful, sometimes even resorting to violence.

"Then we shall watch?" Sanguinius said. "We should solve the problem, not leave it to the Supreme Beings."

Chapter 469 The Beginning of a New Era 3

"The Supreme Beings have their own ideas, and our identities don't make it appropriate for us to be present," Guilliman said. After all, as the Emperor's children, what could the Primarchs do? While the Primarchs saw no problem with juxtaposing the Emperor and the Traveler, after all, the Supreme Beings didn't mind, acknowledging their relationship as equals. But they were, after all, the Emperor's sons. Their claim of equality was easily criticized, and some things could only be said by the Supreme Beings themselves.

"Hmph, a bunch of people using our father's name for personal gain," Rus snorted. Not long ago, a group of Ecclesiarchs arrived in Rus's fiefdom, demanding the construction of a shrine. Rus supported this, but then proposed turning one of their planets into a shrine world. This infuriated Rus. Rus saw this world as a gift from the Emperor. Why should you, who had never even met the Emperor, claim it as your own? The group was then expelled. Rus was spared the action out of respect for the Emperor.

But the matter was not over yet. Ruth then mobilized his connections and prepared to severely investigate the state religion and carry out a top-down overhaul of the state religion.

"A bunch of useless people, only looking for trouble." Ferrus also expressed his dissatisfaction. After all, Russ wasn't the only Primarch to be exploited. Ferrus wasn't as ruthless as Rus, so he did give some. But Ferrus also had no good feelings towards those who, while promoting the Emperor's name, did little to show their support.

"I heard that you also interrogated this Qile, is that true?" Curze looked at Guilliman with a strange smile.

"I..." Guilliman was speechless for a moment.

"And it's said that many of Ultramar's nobles have ties to the so-called state religion," Curze continued. Indeed, his description of the state religion was precisely that, a so-called state religion, something he deeply disapproved of. The reason was simple: the Traveler Cult was a legitimate religion, which was perfectly acceptable. After all, it was recognized by the Empire, and the Cult's leaders had never been interrogated by the relevant Imperial authorities.

And as a religion that believes in gods, the Traveler Cult can actually produce artifacts, at least those that have been used and blessed by the Traveler himself. But does the State Religion have such artifacts? Did the Emperor ever give Qile even a cup?

"Curze, my people simply worship the Emperor, isn't that right?" Guilliman said dissatisfiedly. His reasoning was simple: the conflict should be escalated. The Emperor and the Traveler would likely come forward to explain the issue, and if they didn't, there must be other reasons, so everyone should stay out of it. But Curze, a playful man, insisted on looking for trouble.

"You take care of it." Among the four Lion Kings who were huddled together, Vokhan couldn't stand it anymore and signaled the Lion King to say something. After all, it was obvious that Guilliman was no match for Curze when it came to bickering.

The Lion King responded to Volkan, "What's this got to do with me? I'm just the Warmaster." It was clear that the Lion King was fully focused on the next expedition and didn't care about these trivial matters.

"Everyone, let's wait for the Supremes to make a decision." Dorn stood up and said to Curze.

"As your father's Royal Guard, I'm surprised you made this decision. I thought you would support the state religion." Koz was enjoying the fun.

With a thud, accompanied by the sound of the sword hitting the ground, everyone fell silent. The Lion King stood up, glanced at Curze, and then sat down. As the eldest brother, the Lion King could ignore what was happening outside, but someone teasing his good brother was not an option. Well, Dorne was Jonson's good brother, and Curze was a brother.

Then Dorn sat back down, and Koz made a helpless expression, but didn't say anything else.

"You talk too much." The Lord of Hydra came to Coze's side, with a hint of sarcasm in his words. In his opinion, Coze's behavior was too childish and was of no use except to anger his brother.

"Alpharius, you don't understand me and my Legion." Curze said with a sneer.

"I am Omegan," Alpharius said coldly. After all, Alpharius was a traitor. Although the Emperor had been lenient and allowed him to attend this meeting, and Omegan was willing to let his repentant brother take his place, Alpharius still did not want his name mentioned in public.

"Alright, even if you're Omegan," Curze said nonchalantly. "My Legion and I are the Bloody Gauntlet of the Empire. We exist to handle matters that normal oversight can't. The Ecclesiarchy is full of good and bad people, and some of them are our targets. After all, flying the banner of our father does make many things difficult. Didn't you see? Even Ferrus got ripped off."

"Then there's room for us to cooperate on certain issues in the future." Alpharius was equally unimpressed with the Ecclesiarchy, and of course, he wasn't particularly fond of the Cult of the Traveler either. After all, in Ultramar, he'd been completely deviously manipulated by the Traveler. This had deeply irritated the proud and arrogant Alpharius. However, Alpharius's current situation was somewhat difficult. After all, the Emperor had granted him some respect, but the Atonement Crusade was a real undertaking. Alpharius had to work hard to ensure the livelihoods of his followers.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Koz said frivolously.

"So can we provide some support?" Alpharius asked through the covert frequency band.

"You actually asked me for support?" Curze was shocked. After all, his army wasn't very wealthy!

"I don't like Dorn or Guilliman either," Alpharius said.

"Okay, I don't like them either." After thinking for a moment, Koz nodded slightly and said.

"I feel we shouldn't sit idly by. I'm going to see Father," the Archangel said, looking towards the square in the distance. The atmosphere between the two sides seemed even more tense. The attached guards seemed to be getting a little restless.

As for why guards were allowed on various hilltops within the Imperial Palace, it could be understood that the Emperor and the Traveler were extremely confident. Given their capabilities, even a fleet would be useless. So, let them bring it, it didn't matter.

"Primarchs, please be patient." At this moment, the Sigillite entered, walking alongside a slightly unfamiliar figure. He was tall, dressed in a blue robe embroidered with mystical symbols. His expression was stern and majestic. His presence caused Perturabo and Guilliman to tighten their grip on their weapons. The pressure this figure posed on them was immense. Perhaps it was because they sensed his extraordinary presence.

"Sir, we've all met before. We're all familiar faces," the seal bearer said with a smile. "Could you please introduce yourself? Some of you may not have seen you like this."

"Long time no see, everyone. We will travel together on the endless journey." The man said with a smile.

"Long time no see." After a moment of surprise, the Primarchs came forward to greet him. After all, he was a former comrade-in-arms, and he was even more so the one who could single-handedly kill the complete Ran Dan War Moon. He was definitely a big shot! As for what was happening outside, it wasn't a big deal anymore.

"So, you are here to deal with the things outside?" Sanguinius asked after a brief greeting.

"Yes, some rules need to be established early, and they need to be established by someone of sufficient weight," said the Endless Journey. Within the Traveler's system, the relationship between the Endless Journey and the Traveler was similar to that between Malcador and the Emperor. He was essentially the most powerful person under the gods, and the Endless Journey's level was sufficient, somewhere between the Lord of Radiance and Vashtor.

"This should have been settled earlier," Ferrus said. The rules of the Traveler Cult were established long ago, so everything was on track. But what about the state religion? It's still a mess. Actually, the Qile Cult is doing a good job, following the rules and getting things done. But unfortunately, the state religion isn't limited to Qile Cult at this point. After all, the galaxy is so vast, and there are many who advocate for the Emperor's worship.