Chapter 476 - Savior: My blood is flowing in you, child.

One month later.

Solar system, Holy Terra.

Titus always looks serious and meticulous, and the scar on his face makes him more intimidating.

This warrior follows the code of the chapter, striving to make himself a perfect Ultramarines and live up to the honor.

He walked out of the passage, and the bright light shone on the worn armor, reflecting a little.

The Alien Inquisition applied for the right of passage to the webway from the Savior Territory and sent the warrior to Holy Terra as quickly as possible.

"Savior..."

As soon as Titus came out, he saw the huge golden sun and the Savior statue standing in the inner ring.

Against the backdrop of clouds and rainbows, white mechanical angels flew around the statue.

The warrior stood up straight and saluted devoutly.

It was a kind of respect, a tribute to the great Emperor and the Primarch of Hope.

Along the way, he would do this when he encountered a shrine or an icon, whether it was the Emperor's or the Loyalist Primarch.

Titus was amazed by all this.

The throne world is so sacred and vibrant, unlike any other area.

His genetic father and savior created all this grandeur.

Soon, several high-ranking inquisitors came in a hovercraft and took the warrior to the headquarters of the Alien Inquisition.

"Why is this?"

Titus became more and more curious.

He could feel that people respected him, even the most arrogant inquisitors.

It was completely different from before.

Before this, even the most ordinary inquisitors would monitor the Space Marines, and there was not much respect.

It seemed that he would become an enemy of the Empire at any time.

Not to mention what he had experienced in the past century.

But these warriors were actually used to it.

"If I don't doubt it, the Emperor will bless me."

That was the Emperor's test for loyal warriors. No warrior should question or disobey this, otherwise the soul would not be able to remain pure.

Titus was trying to do this, although he was sometimes indignant.

The Grand Master of the Alien Inquisition had been waiting for Titus's arrival, which was incredible for a Space Marine.

Only a legendary existence at the level of a war band leader could receive such treatment.

With his previous identity, he was at most a soldier who accepted orders, and he was not qualified to see the Lord of the Inquisition.

In fact, even the people of the Imperial Regent would not receive such treatment.

But the Savior is different.

His authority has expanded infinitely, and he has firmly grasped the supervisory power of the Inquisition and can restrict it at any time.

What's more, even the representative of the Inquisition is one of the important lackeys of the Savior.

"Titus, you are finally here."

The Grand Master of the Alien Inquisition smiled and looked enthusiastically at the warrior he had been looking for for a long time.

He had read the information of this warrior, and he did have outstanding abilities.

Of course, the Grand Master still couldn't understand why the Lord Savior valued him so much.

Because the Empire has too many powerful warriors who can serve him.

Although he didn't understand, he had to do what that existence told him to do.

"You have many doubts."

The Grand Master of the Alien Tribunal saw Titus's doubts and explained:

"You can come here because you hope for the favor of the Primarch Savior, who gave you the way to regain glory.

That existence may need you to fight..."

He stared at Titus and said seriously: "Are you worthy of such favor? Are you capable of such honor?"

Titus said solemnly: "Honor is my life. When can I meet that lord?"

He hoped to obtain his mission and responsibilities as soon as possible, and then return to the battlefield he had been away from for a long time.

"Not now."

The Grand Master of the Alien Tribunal shook his head: "You are not qualified to meet that lord now. You need more preparation and training.

That is a difficult process, and you must do everything perfectly."

Titus looked solemn:

"Grand Master, I am fearless and will do my best."

Swoosh-

The next moment.

The wind blew, and the dark golden ship flew directly over the open-air hall of the Alien Inquisition, picking up Titus with a solemn face.

He was ready to face all challenges.

Then, the ship sent Titus to the sacred resort in the inner ring of the Holy Land of the State Religion at the fastest speed.

The Primarch Savior of Hope arranged a 13-day spiritual cleansing and health care one-stop journey for this warrior. This is the most luxurious package, and it also comes with a one-day tour of the palace.

You can go directly to the door of the throne room and feel the breath of the great emperor.

As for going in to see the golden throne, don't think about it, that is the treatment that only the Primarch and the high-level guards can have.

In the cabin.

Titus still maintained his rigor and sat meticulously, with guards, imperial fists and other warriors next to him.

His eyes were full of expectations.

This warrior didn't know what he was about to face, he only knew that he had the qualifications to worship the emperor's holy relics and to meet the great emperor outside the throne room of the palace.

That was almost the ultimate ideal of all loyal warriors, what a glory? !

"Perhaps, this process requires a lot of hardships, and I must reach the standard of perfection!"

Titus thought that this was a journey to be tempered by the Primarch, and the final reward was to go to the ruins and palace of the Emperor.

Only if he could do all this could he meet that existence.

Not long after.

Titus, with a confused look on his face, put on a simple white robe and bracelet like other warriors.

He arrived at the Holy Land Resort in a trance.

…

The inner ring of the Holy Land of the State Religion, the Holy Tower area.

This is an exclusive pilgrimage area for high-level warriors, and it is also the place where the light of the Holy Sun is the hottest.

Not only that, many facilities that warriors love to see have been built here.

Such as strength testers, fighting arenas, death pendulums cast by Titan engines, and various health care facilities.

It can fully meet the needs of faith, entertainment and health care.

More importantly, there is a ranking system in those facilities, which can see the project rankings of all warriors.

You can even challenge the record of a legend.

This is simply the garden world area that the Space Marines dream of, where they can fully release stress, relax their bodies and minds, and not worry about the corruption of Chaos.

This is the facility that the Primarch Savior hopes to build after investigation.

He found that there are really too many Chaos Space Marines in the galaxy, and a considerable number of them rebelled because of psychological problems caused by long-term high pressure.

So such facilities were built to relax the warriors as much as possible and strengthen their faith.

In the future, such facilities will be built all over the galaxy.

After experiencing the initial confusion, Titus quickly adapted to the environment and took on the challenges of multiple projects.

In the comfortable environment and the shining of the sacred light, the haze caused by long-term imprisonment disappeared without a trace.

He never heard those whispers again.

Titus's performance in many projects ranked among the top.

Especially in unarmed combat, he even knocked down a Guard.

This caused an uproar within the Guard.

They had received news about the Savior's search for Titus before, and they also paid attention to this matter, wanting to know what kind of ability this warrior had.

Unexpectedly, the result was more amazing than expected.

The Custodians wanted to wash away the shame of this failure, and proposed a new challenge.

Soon after, Titus followed the Custodians into an area marked with a danger symbol.

The Imperial Fists looked at each other and followed them in.

Super-high temperature sauna room.

Titus, the Custodians, and the Imperial Fists sat on the stone slabs filled with high-temperature steam with their upper bodies naked, their bodies flushed red.

They all stared at each other with serious faces.

"Boy, you can't hold on any longer, right?"

An old Custodian Watcher sneered, "If you can't hold on, we can end it all."

Titus didn't speak, and sweat dripped along the scars on his face.

He scooped up another ladle of special solution and poured it on the red flint in the center.

Even hotter steam was rising.

Seeing this, the old Watcher soldier was not to be outdone and poured another ladle.

The high temperature made the air slightly burn.

When the fourth scoop of special solution went down, Titus and the guards changed their faces and struggled to hold on.

And those Imperial Fists warriors had already fallen to the ground with blurred consciousness, twitching and foaming at the mouth.

Not long after, the alarm sounded.

The high-level medical team in the Holy Land rushed into the ultra-high temperature sauna room fully armed and carried the fainted Space Marines out for treatment.

They have the most advanced technology and equipment, and they can save people as long as they have a breath.

It is said that Titus was the last one to fall.

Shortly afterwards, this warrior broke the high-intensity rotating fascia knife record left by Dante, the leader of the Blood Angels, with his tenacious will.

He lasted a few seconds longer than that existence.

Gradually, the amazing deeds of Titus, a warrior, also reached the ears of the Ultramarines.

They started the internal procedure, hoping to welcome this warrior back to the regiment and serve as the company commander.

However, before the Ultramarines Corps completed the procedure.

Titus has been taken away by the Grand Sage of the Mechanicus and received the Primaris surgery. He will get the best transformation technology and genetic organs.

Then he was reborn and became stronger.

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Dream, the Sanctuary of the Savior.

"Huh~ It's finally over."

Ron came out of the forbidden biological research laboratory at the bottom of the sanctuary, looking much more haggard.

For more than a year, he has been staying in that biological laboratory, cooperating in the research of clones that can deal with the Dark Eldar.

The clone has been cultivated almost to the point of completion.

The clone consumed a lot of his own blood, psychic power, and the power of the goddess of life Aisha, and it was quite effective.

It formed a body similar to the real son of the Dark Eldar.

That was a necessary measure. Such a body was more respected than those Dark Eldars made through test tubes, which was convenient for his next activities.

"Taco, please report the current progress."

Ron came to the conference hall and glanced at the virtual map of the Dark Eldar territory in the air. There were too many incomplete parts on it:

"Now it's time to make a decision, whether to attack head-on or choose to defeat it from the inside."

Taco saluted respectfully and frowned slightly: "Savior, I'm afraid that a strong attack is not a good choice..."

He simulated the battlefield with a virtual map and explained the difficulty of attacking Comoros.

Commorragh is the most famous dark city in the galaxy, but few people can get a glimpse of its full picture.

It was a giant city left behind by the ancient Eldar Empire and located in the Webway. Its basic structure was made of spiritual bones and could continuously expand and extend, swallowing up other latitudes.

It can even capture dying stars and drag them into the webway to provide lighting and energy.

In theory, it can grow endlessly.

Comorragh is so vast and has a population greater than all the star systems in the Empire combined. It is the largest city in real space.

The Ark Eldar call it "a cancer growing in the sacred webway."

This city is unlike any other in the galaxy.

It is a multi-dimensional existence, more like a combination of a satellite area and an ancient city, glued together using various passages, secret passages and network nodes.

From a spatial perspective, loose sites in various regions may be thousands of light-years apart.

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But they are bonded together through the network trunk line and become almost integrated. The passage and transmission of each node are very convenient.

The buildings in those areas grow upward like plants competing for sunlight, connected by countless passages and arches. At the same time, they also extend around, constantly absorbing more latitude as the foundation.

Comoros is so prosperous.

Every day, thousands of ships pass through the entrances to the webway and dock over Colomo, constantly bringing in new slaves or resources.

Mercenaries, bounty hunters, and Space Marine traitors of all races will risk death to trade here, hoping to gain more wealth.

Even the nobles or war groups of the empire would occasionally go to a certain area to trade.

That's pretty much the largest trade area in the galaxy right now.

After Ron saw the latest research data from the Savior Territory, his scalp went numb.

Comoros is far too big and richer than anyone imagined.

According to the previous information about the Tribunal Headquarters, Commorragh is a slightly larger alien city, much smaller than Holy Terra.

But in reality, it was just a small port area.

If the empire really knew the size of Comoros and how many ports, weapons and treasures the city had.

I'm afraid they won't be willing to do business with them, and they will even block every possible entrance to the network.

to avoid its threat.

If Comoros launches a full-scale attack, it can simultaneously attack hundreds of thousands or even more empire areas through the entrance and exit of the Webway.

If you want to attack Comoros, you must pass through a maze-like port area with a large number of defensive fortresses before reaching its huge main city.

It was a city with many ancient defensive buildings. Even if an entire legion entered, it would not be able to fill a single block.

The difficulty of such an attack can be imagined.

based on current estimates.

The area of ​​Comoros and its satellite areas is almost one-third the size of the savior's territory, and it would take a huge price to attack it by force.

And whether the correct attack path can be found is another matter.

After Ron saw this information, he gave up the idea of ​​​​attacking.

That place is easy to defend but difficult to attack, it's just a bottomless pit.

Fortunately, Comoros does not have a unified political power. It is more like a free space pirate bay and an illegal interstellar trading port dominated by the Dark Eldar.

Otherwise, we can’t beat the empire until it howls?

Even the Savior Territory may not be able to withstand it.

But Ron had more on his mind.

"What a fat city..."

He almost drooled when he looked at the description of those materials.

From a certain point of view, Commorragh should be the most valuable region in the galaxy at present, and Holy Terra cannot compare with it.

Even the Holy Land of Erth may not be comparable.

It was a city that could grow infinitely and come with many network facilities.

A place where even the emperor would drool.

Not to mention giving Terra in exchange, if you were really willing to give it to Emperor Commorragh, he would probably be willing to sell him hooks.

After all, the Emperor's efforts to create a small section of the Internet ended up in the golden toilet.

If there was a ready-made network city of Comoros for him to live in, wouldn't it be awesome?

Ron decided to get Comoros.

Because the crappy node buildings he built can no longer meet demand, only this giant city that can grow endlessly can accommodate all human trade activities.

Tightly connect all the civilized worlds in the galaxy!

Of course, this is not an easy task.

It is impossible for the current human empire to conquer it head-on. Even if it wins, it will only get a ruin.

Fortunately, I have another plan.

That is to disintegrate and conquer Comoros from within, making it his own paradise.

This is something that can be done.

Comoros Extremely Bulk.

It is composed of countless forces, large and small, called the Cabal, and has its own internal rules.

As long as you are strong enough, you can step on other people's corpses and move up until you become the true ruler.

There is precedent for such a thing.

For example, the current supreme overlord of Comoros and the master of the black-hearted conspiracy-Asdubar Victor.

That despicable and shameless guy was just a little Eldar slave about to be sacrificed in Comoros City in his early years.

But he survived, wandered the city streets and founded the Black Heart Cabal.

In the end, Victor relied on his amazing intelligence and ambition to become the ruling class of Comoros step by step.

"If that bastard can do it, there is no reason why I can't do it, right?"

Ron thought so.

Since this thing has a chance of success, it is worth doing, not to mention that he still has a lot of trump cards.

Including the goddess of life, the god of the Eldar.

It just so happens that Comoros is now in a big split due to the struggle between Victor and the nobles, and he can take advantage of the opportunity to break into their inner circle.

Ron plans to create the "Redemption Conspiracy Group", starting from occupying the satellite area and gradually breaking into the core area of ​​​​Comoros.

But in this way, he needs some powerful elite warriors, whether they are from the Dark Eldar or warriors of other races as mercenaries.

In particular, he needs someone to fight for him in the arena of Comoros to win more opportunities and wealth.

The Dark Eldar like to bet on the winnings and losses in the arena. The stakes range from treasures to territories and even artifacts. There is nothing that cannot be bet on.

Including his own life.

Now, he has a preliminary candidate, and one of the more important ones has been locked in.

That is the Ultramarines - Titus.

"Taco, the preparations for the conspiracy group are left to you."

After Ron decided on the plan, he closed the data board. He thought of something and added: "By the way, when Titus's operation is over, let him come to see me."

It's time to meet that tough guy.

...

The Savior's Sanctuary, the throne hall.

The heavy door slowly opened, the hymn was melodious, and the air was filled with the aroma of holy oil.

The Primaris warrior Titus became taller than before, and his nearly three-meter height was full of deterrence.

This is without armor.

Now he has just finished the Primaris operation, and has not had time to equip himself with suitable armor and weapons. He only wears a gray cloth robe.

"Emperor, my mission is finally coming."

Titus was a little nervous and took a breath.

Under the guidance of the white mechanical angel, he walked into the throne hall of the Primarch to meet that existence.

The hall was magnificent.

Thunder Guard champions stood on both sides of the red carpet walkway, and several strange winged, four-legged young animals were flying in the air.

When the warrior just stepped in, the hymn reached the most sacred and passionate section, and the children in white robes surrounding the Primarch sang in harmony.

The soft golden light shone through the glass, illuminating the Primarch of Hope wearing golden armor on the throne, making it more sacred.

"Primarch."

Titus stopped at a distance from the throne steps and saluted respectfully.

The Ultramarines were never vague in etiquette.

This was his first time to meet a legend like the Primarch.

In fact, in addition to the Primarch of Hope, the warrior wanted to meet his genetic father, the Ultimate Primarch.

Unfortunately, with his shameful past, he might not have that opportunity or qualification.

Unless the Ultramarines forgave his previous mistakes.

Thinking of this, Titus felt a little sour in his heart, because those battle brothers had not come to find him yet.

"My Lord Primarch?"

Ron stood up from the throne, walked down the stairs, and looked at the warrior: "I don't like this title."

His voice exuded majesty involuntarily.

Titus was a little surprised, and even a little nervous.

Because the person in front of him was the son of the Emperor's Primarch, a true legend who had guarded the Empire for thousands of years, and no blasphemy was allowed.

He asked cautiously: "How should I call you?"

"Child, you have suffered too much."

Ron walked up, smiling gently, kindly, and full of deep care: "Now you have my blood flowing in your body, and you have ushered in a new life.

Perhaps, you should follow the guidance of your heart..."

The Primarch transformation of this warrior used new organs cultivated by the Savior's gene seeds, and a large amount of gene blood flowed in his body.

The Savior's care made Titus feel sour in his heart.

He had never felt much love, and he had accumulated too much anger in his heart.

And this existence rescued him from prison and gave him the way to regain his glory.

The warrior looked at the savior and felt a strong sense of closeness and blood connection, which was the influence of the Primarch on his offspring.

Especially when he took the initiative to care about the other party.

Titus was silent for a while, then knelt on one knee and lowered his head: "Father...Father."

Not everyone is qualified to call a Primarch "father".

Just like the Primarch's parents and children call the Emperor "father", only the recognized gene offspring can have such a title in extremely solemn occasions.

It is a kind of oath or oath, and it is also a kind of favor bestowed by the Primarch on the gene offspring.

Ron accepted and completed the ceremony.

He helped Titus up and patted the warrior on the shoulder: "Get up, I'll take you to choose some equipment."

From now on, he is the "stepfather" or foster father of this tough guy.

I hope that guy Guilliman will not be anxious with me.

Afterwards, he took Titus to the Primarch's arsenal and equipped the warrior with a set of legendary equipment.

Even the legendary power sword "Glory" that Lao Ji used when he was young was given to the other party.