Chapter 431 Here comes the ultimate Ultramar melee!

Gauss carefully closed the booklet and put it inside the storage layer on his back, then picked up the giant power ax and carried it behind his back.

The whole movement seemed to have a touch of elegance, without too much of the rudeness of the Ogryns.

As a wise man, the giant chapter leader and Primaris Ogryn always felt that he was a wise being and could not lose to any human being.

He was also deliberately imitating the behavior of wise men.

For example, when wearing glasses, there are some proverbs and allusions in the words, although most of them are quotes from the savior.

Afterwards, he led several Primaris Ogryns and walked towards the Regent's Primaris with neat steps.

Gauss was quite polite: "I am the leader of the Giant Chapter, Lin Da Zhizhi of Oger... Gauss, do you have anything to ask me about?"

Phew~

Dovaro exhaled, and even the Primaris warriors behind him were a little surprised.

When these Ogryn warriors came in front of them, they truly felt the opponent's amazing size, so much so that they, as Primaris themselves, had to raise their heads.

And he can feel the terrifying power contained in the other party's body.

"Brother Gauss, we are just taking a look, there is nothing special..."

Dovaro was a little embarrassed and asked tentatively: "Were you reading a book just now? What book were you reading?"

While talking, other Primaris warriors also raised their ears curiously. Human curiosity will never disappear.

Everyone in the empire knew that Ogryn was a fool.

Even the smart people who have been transformed only have the most basic wisdom. It would be good if they can understand human speech, let alone read books.

They don't believe that Ogryn, who has undergone genetic modification, will become so smart.

"Saviour, do you also like reading?"

Gauss seemed to be quite interested in this topic and listed some of his favorite books, including some of the Empire's works on art, mathematics, and faith.

He also recited a famous hymn of the state religion in public in an attempt to discuss it.

at the same time.

The somewhat honest Ogryn warriors behind him also took out small notes, looking like "I want to learn."

"Ahem... I'll take a look at what you said when I get back."

Dovaro people are a little numb, he doesn't know these at all. Although the Space Marines will learn some knowledge and techniques, most of them are related to combat and equipment maintenance techniques.

To put it simply, he is just a big boss and doesn’t know how to do anything about culture and art.

“Okay, maybe you should improve your cultural literacy.

The Savior said that knowledge is power, and the war group in the new era must develop in an all-round way. "

Gauss pushed up his small glasses, looked at the Primaris leader, and suddenly lost much interest.

Look like I don't want to chat with uneducated people.

He glanced at the time and said farewell politely: "It's time for cultural class now. We still have to study painting. Please excuse me."

Nowadays, in addition to regular tactical training within the Giant Chapter, cultural courses such as Gothic, painting, music, and mathematics are also arranged to improve the cultural level of this group of Ogryns as much as possible.

This is also very helpful for intelligence.

For Oglin people who are already strong in physical fitness, any improvement in intelligence can lead to a qualitative leap in strength.

Of course, these courses are not very difficult. They are about the level of Zhongji Academy's elementary school and about a quarter of the Savior's educational level.

After all, not all Oglins who have had their brains genetically modified are as smart as Gauss, but they are still very astonishing.

After so many years of development, the courses of Zhongji Academy, an institution that cultivates elites, have become very difficult.

According to a top secret within the academy, even the savior himself only has an intermediate academic level in the academy.

It's just that he is the highest honorary scholar and the highest honorary dean of the college.

That portends unparalleled knowledge and wisdom.

In fact, even the Savior himself was surprised when these Ogryns modified their brains and tested their IQs.

The IQs of those Ogryns are almost catching up with normal people, and some special individuals will be even smarter.

He even suspected that the Lord of Changes was behind it, but he couldn't find anything.

In the end, he could only attribute it to the dual effects of a second blessing and a genetic modification surgery on the brain. Perhaps this was an accident of nature.

"Emperor, this...this is so damn..."

Dovaro murmured, feeling a hint of shame as he realized that his culture and wisdom were despised by the Ogryns.

How absurd is that?

He looked at the Ogryns who were marching in formation while reciting hymns, and looked at each other with the Primaris, and fell into confusion for a moment.

It’s so evil! It’s so evil!

"Tell me, should we also learn some culture?"

Suddenly, Dovaro said something like this, otherwise his knowledge and wisdom would not be as good as Ogryn's if word spread in the future.

How embarrassing is that?

In the realm of the Milky Way, this is almost the same as humiliating others as a bastard whose toes have been stepped on.

Giant Chapter Base.

There was silence in the painting room, and the Ogryn warriors sat with their heads held high, just like good babies.

"Students, the theme of today's painting is - praising our great and merciful savior!

The key point is to depict his generous, majestic and compassionate figure, which is not an easy task..."

The painter, wearing a simple yet gorgeous robe, stood on the podium and gave the students tasks in a feminine voice.

"This is a reference, a sacred painting, and also a work recognized by the Savior. The original painting is hung in the main hall of the spire mansion.

It is worth noting that this is my work, and I feel supreme honor for it!"

He was somewhat moved by himself, and trembling all over, he lifted the curtain and showed a holy painting of the Savior wearing golden armor and looking at people with compassion.

The Ogryn warriors applauded enthusiastically, and then focused their attention on appreciating the painting, while taking note of some of the key points of the painter's talk, which look conveyed the Savior's mentality, and which stroke contained a metaphor.

Of course, this also includes specific painting techniques.

After the painter's explanation, it was time for the Ogryn warriors to practice.

They sat on special alloy stools, mixed the paint by themselves, and then crouched down and began to paint patiently on the canvas.

These Ogryn warriors didn't paint very well. Except for some special individuals, most of them were just a little better than graffiti, and the appearance of the savior could barely be seen.

But none of this mattered.

Because this course was mainly to hone the patience of the Ogryns and suppress their irritable mentality, so that they could maintain more rationality on the chaotic battlefield.

"Oh my God, Gauss, you are such a talented painter!"

After seeing Gauss's painting, the painter couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaimed.

In the painting, the Ogryns knelt on the ground and stretched their hands to the sky in desire, while the savior cast a loving look in the air like a saint.

Although the painting was sloppy, the emotions contained in it were real enough to become a holy painting and hang on a small church.

It was a fantasy that a painting from the hands of Ogryn could have such a level.

"Hehe, this... this is all because of the teacher's good teaching."

After receiving the praise, Gauss couldn't stop smiling. He scratched his head, and the paint on his fingers left mottled marks on his brain.

After that, he gently picked up the brush and started painting with full concentration, almost putting all his emotions into it.

After a few hours, the painting course ended.

Gauss called a small transport device sphere, solemnly put his painting that the painter scored high and a eulogy titled "My Gene Father Savior" into it.

That was the homework he gave to the Gene Father Savior.

Recently, the Savior has been very caring for the Giants, and has been paying attention to their learning and grades.

That was an incomparable grace, which even aroused the jealousy of other war groups.

Those war group leaders also began to hand in homework to the Gene Father in different forms, and the Sons of Man Legion even sent people to cook a very delicious barbecue for the Savior.

Barbecue ingredients are the biggest gain of the Sons of Man in the Plague War.

They recaptured the planet invaded by Nurgle and captured a mutant Nurgle demon with the power of a great demon.

After that, they used their exquisite cooking skills to disassemble and marinate the abominable beast into edible meat pieces, and then roasted them, which was quite delicious.

That was the embodiment of the highest skills of the Sons of Man.

However, what made the Sons of Man depressed was that the Gene Father, the Savior, did not seem very satisfied.

They were a little out of favor.

The troops that the Savior cared about the most became the Giants.

Whoosh——

Gauss started the transport machine, and the sphere went to the temporary Savior Sanctuary at a very fast speed and disappeared into the sky.

…

Temporary Savior Sanctuary.

“Not bad, there is progress…”

Ron was very satisfied after reading the eulogy entitled “My Gene Father Savior” with great emotion.

The academic performance of these Ogryn warriors is getting better and better, which means the improvement of wisdom.

It is of great help to them on the battlefield.

After all, the positioning of Space Marines is to be elites in single or small-team combat. It is not feasible to charge recklessly. You have to rush wisely.

"Old Ji, look at this painting. It's nice, isn't it? It's a gift from the Giant Chapter..."

After that, he stood up again and pointed to the painting of "The Great Savior" painted by Gauss on the wall, which seemed to show off his own child.

The Primarch has a blood relationship with his descendants, and often has some old father mentality.

Of course, it is not as close as the relationship between the Emperor and the Primarch.

Roan, the fake Primarch, is not much different from the real Primarch in terms of his connection with his descendants.

"This painting is full of emotions..."

Regent Guilliman nodded and saw the intention of this painting. It was the respect and worship of the gene descendants for the gene father.

He suddenly thought that his gene descendants seemed to have not given him anything yet.

He felt a little lost for a while.

This regent cares about the feelings between people, which proves that he is a human being, not a god to be worshipped.

He hates the feeling of being worshipped.

He prefers to be with people who are not so afraid of him, such as a female rogue trader who dares to give him a nickname.

But no matter how hard Guilliman tries to get closer to his children and subordinates, there seems to be an insurmountable barrier between the two sides.

They seem to regard themselves as objects that need to be worshipped.

He thought about it, a little envious of the emotions of Brother Ron and his heirs. Even if the other party worked hard to make themselves an object of worship, they were still more humane.

"Now, try this, the craftsmanship of a son of man..."

The savior's passionate voice came out, and a stasis force field food box floated over. At that time, the time was in the eternal force field, preserving the hot kebabs.

That's leftover food from yesterday.

"What is this made of?"

Guilliman took out a bunch and tasted it, and found that it was very delicious and had a unique texture. Even as the regent, he could not tell what the ingredients were.

"Ahem, that's the meat of Nurgle beast..."

Ron hesitated and revealed the specific ingredients of the skewers.

What's the difference between grilling meat made from mutated Nurgle beast and eating Ollie directly?

The difference is that the mutated Nurgle beast smells a hundred times more stinky than any Origen, it is simply disgusting among the disgusting.

Strictly speaking, it was the harmless Ultimate Ori with the flavor of barbecue made by the son of man with terrifying exquisite craftsmanship.

It was true that it was full of color, fragrance, and taste. He only found out after showing off.

This kind of thing needs to be tasted by multiple people to achieve a balanced mind.

Guilliman looked at the empty sign in his hand and froze a little. He had already finished showing off a whole bunch.

I was "plotted against"!

"It's pretty good. Just give these to me."

He was silent for a while, showed a slightly stiff smile, and took away the entire stasis field.

There are also quite a few Nurgle beast kebabs there.

According to the answer given by the Lord of Changes before, that bastard Lion King is still alive, so let’s keep it for him to have a taste in the future...

After this episode, the two walked to the balcony.

In the field of vision, the world of Yax Hospital has become lush and green, almost turning into a garden-like world.

The savior's troops transformed the planet at an astonishing speed and provided abundant supplies, which also caused the sick people on the planet to live a convalescent life that was almost like a vacation.

In the distance, the Tech-priests were evacuating as the mechanical towers throughout the core area were cast.

They will form a sacred wall surrounding the corrupted core.

As for the energy required for the Sacred Wall, the Sacred Tower has long been secretly constructed and can be activated at any time.

And batch after batch of elite Space Marines, Primaris, and Gray Knights have also arrived in their respective defense areas, which means that Yax's preparations for war have been completed.

In one fell swoop, they will eradicate every corrupt machine from the planet.

Boom boom boom——

At the same time, the roar of guns and artillery sounded in various defense zones, and the soldiers cooperated with the Gray Knights to annihilate the hidden plague messengers.

Lest they create more chaos at a critical moment.

"There are seven subspace corruption machines on this planet. That guy Mortalion really spent a lot of money..."

Ron let out a long sigh.

Even Matila, an important planet in the Savior's territory, only has one corruption machine, and there are seven times as many here!

That means that Nurgle is bound to win this planet, and will at least send Nurgle's army seven times more than before.

There will be many powerful beings coming to attack.

The entire Ultramar will usher in more chaos, and all the troops hidden in it will be mobilized.

It will be a super large-scale apocalyptic war spread across many star regions!

The Prince Regent clenched the Emperor's Sword, with a resolute face: "Now everything is ready, no matter how many hateful armies invade, we must make sure they never come back..."

This is the richest battle he has ever fought, and since they are fighting side by side as brothers, there is absolutely no possibility of failure! ——

Fungal abyss.

In the dark secret room, the collision of clock gears became more and more rapid, which heralded the arrival of a certain moment.

"Why is this? I can't see through the fate of corruption..."

Mortalion was holding a giant scythe, his thick eyes had a hint of doubt, and he felt a little uneasy.

Recently, the situation in Ultramar has become increasingly strange.

When the latest intelligence came in, he was surprised to find that more and more enemies seemed to appear in this star field.

The savior's supporting troops have arrived one after another.

The Eldar and Necrons attacked a plague base on the outskirts, the greenskins crashed into the incoming Chaos fleet without warning, and the unknown fear legion attacked the corrupt network in the north.

These don't seem to be accidents, but purposeful operations?

For a moment, the Death Lord had the illusion that he was the enemy of the whole world, as if Ultramar had been surrounded by more terrifying enemies.

However, that's just speculation.

Neither intelligence nor divination can reflect this.

"Perhaps there is some kind of force that affects all of this?"

Mortalion thought of a certain unpredictable existence and had a guess.

Fortunately, there is not no good news.

The ruler of the Dread Legion, the guy named Dark Prince, seems to have a great hatred for the Savior.

He led the legion to attack the savior's fleet, almost forcing the entire fleet back. He also slandered the savior and vowed to kill the other party in a duel.

To put an end to the Primarch of Hope who deceived the world and stole his name.

Perhaps, that is an existence that can be fought for, and it can also be a useful help.

If there is a chance in the future, we can win over you.

Mortarion contacted Nurgle's loving father and informed him of his speculations and concerns. The Lord of Change may have participated in and affected this war.

But that being didn't have much worry about this. The Lord of Changes had long been no match for him, relying only on those shady methods behind his back.

It is simply not enough to shake his great plan.

As for the new enemies that appear, just kill them all. No one can resist the will of the plague!

Nurgle's loving father spent a greater price, giving Mortarion more divine favors, and gave him more Nurgle's elite army, urging him to start further wars as soon as possible.

Capture the Regent and destroy Ultramar!

"Go my darling, Ultramar will fester, let it tumble, twist, and churn until all the land is filled with poisonous bile..."

He said so.

When the ceremony ended, Mortalion's aura of decay became stronger, and a pair of corrupt wings appeared on his back.

Now his strength has been further improved and he has obtained more troops.

Accompanied by the roaring bells.

Mortalion's breathing was heavy and his voice was eerie: "Then let's go to war and let his evil gifts spread throughout the false emperor's country, and all enemies will be corrupted..."

He has decided to destroy all enemies who dare to enter Ultramar!

Following the Death Lord's order, all Nurgle's armies took action, launching a larger-scale invasion.

Chaos beings such as Kugas and Kamala also led their armies to set off, targeting Yax, an important war node.

They need to activate the corrupt network there, completely occupy the planet, and then brew the ultimate poisonous weapon - Divine Plague.

Ku'gas boarded the Plague Ark with the cauldron, the artifact of Nurgle's loving father.

The huge plague ark sailed out from the strange sky of Nurgle Garden, as if sailing smoothly on the calm sea.

Their total number is seven.

These Plague Arks were once living creatures—void whales, behemoths larger than any ship. They might even still be alive, but imprisoned by the will of the Plague Lord.

The Plague Ark neighed and sang in utter regret, its fins and tail hanging limply.

Their bodies have long since rotted, like bloated corpses, with countless maggots living under the thick fat, and the chambers that have been hollowed out to become ship hulls are even more stinky.

Now filled with the life of Nurgle.

Accompanied by the tragic song of whales, these rotting giant ships move farther and farther...

——

A subspace region somewhere.

The vast wasteland is filled with the demon army of Khorne.

The supreme bloodthirsty demon Ka'banha followed the advice of his confidant Baal and did not appear in Ultramar immediately to avoid alerting the enemy.

These fearsome armies are eager for war, biding their time.

Now, the time has finally arrived, and the war in Ultramar has begun.

Woo——

The war horn sounded, and Khorne's army roared and began to move.

They will join the battlefield, unleashing their wrath on Nurgle's armies and reaping the delicious rewards.

"Damn it, how arrogant is this?!"

On the ferocious brass chariot, Cabanha, the savior's lifelong enemy and the supreme bloodthirsty demon, turned red and warm, and the flames filled half the sky red.

He had just received news that a certain rampant dark prince had declared war on the savior and wanted to duel with him?

That was something he couldn't stand.

Because the only one qualified to challenge the Savior is yourself!

To the supreme bloodthirsty maniac, this is like a third person suddenly appearing between two people. Who can bear this?

Kabanha's eyes were scarlet: "Prince of Darkness, I will definitely remove and crush your head!"