Chapter 525: It’s my first time to be a good person, and I’m a little uncomfortable.

Since the Lord of Mankind has issued the order, it must be executed immediately. The four legions began to assemble quickly and march towards the lunar base.

In order to allow their own ships to pass smoothly, Perturabo and Dorn, who were originally arguing with each other over the shady issues, were called back at the same time to jointly build the split-type sub-dimensional portal that can allow the Queen of Glory-class ships to pass through.

Now that the principle has been determined, this giant portal is simply larger in scale, and the Empire's materials technology is fully capable of handling manufacturing operations of this intensity.

It would have been fine under normal circumstances, but since he was competing with his old rival, Brother Civil really pulled out all the stops. Two entire legions worked in shifts day and night, and in just one week, they managed to build an outer planetary ring for the moon that rotates around it.

Even because of the rapid increase in mass in a short period of time, the gravity of the moon has changed. In order to balance the gravitational fluctuations, six giant anti-gravity devices have been installed on the surface of the moon to resist gravitational disturbances.

There is no skill involved, the Imperial Technology is just like this, with a powerful force that can make bricks fly.

Think about the Ork fighter jets, their aerodynamic shape is more scientific than the human Thunderhawk gunships, but in front of the powerful plasma engine, you are just a brick and can take off on the spot with the engine installed.

For this expedition, Blackwatch stopped all its current tasks and transported supplies to the Blacklight, which had already been built in the Mars Foundry Dock, to fill the countless latitude warehouses.

Although the human empire, which inherited the technology of the Dark Age of Science and Technology, has so many problems, its productivity is completely sufficient. Under the planned system, all internal frictions are completely eliminated, and even the subspace trek has stargate routes to fill the gap.

With the arrival of the last Midnight Lord, after a month of preparation, the four legions were assembled, all kinds of supplies and ammunition were ready, and Angron even brought all the extermination orders in stock.

Various torpedoes, extinction bombs, planet destruction devices, earth-shaking cannons, and virus bombs kindly provided by Hogg. If conditions did not allow it, Angron would have wanted to tie one to each World Eater.

This kind of crazy behavior, in the eyes of Guilliman and the other two, was actually a display of strong martial virtue. They had not yet discovered the Emperor's sinister intentions, and only when Curze arrived did they truly realize that something was wrong.

Looking at the Lord of the Night in front of him, who looked exactly like Hogg, if not 80% similar, Omega took out a photo of Curze for comparison and asked:
“Is that you in the photo?”

"Yeah! I was very thin then."

"I don't think this is you at all."

“I said that wasn’t me either.”

Snatching the portrait from Omega's hand, Coz really couldn't accept that his self in the other world would be like this. Not only was there no skull decoration on his body, but he also had a stern and glorious face, just like a Saint Jarles!

"Bah, this guy is obviously not a good person, maybe he is a sinister monster, and he even wears a bat mask. I am not like me, I am consistent inside and out, I am what I am, and I never wear a mask to disguise myself!"

If this was said to someone else, Omega might have believed it, but the image of Curze in front of him was too anthropomorphic, and he had that salty vibe to him. Without getting to know him in depth, he knew that he was a big bastard who could fight ten against ten.

Other Primarchs at least wear power armor when they go out, why are you wearing a bathrobe? And those two big hairy legs, when I see Omega, I really want to pluck them out one by one.

Perhaps it was because they had similar tastes. After Hogg, Mortarion, Curze, and Angron showed up at the same time, the four of them instantly gathered together. The aura of evil forces became more and more obvious, and they didn't look like good people no matter how you looked at them.

And you guys are just evil forces, at least your momentum is intimidating, but in Omega's eyes, she found that as the number of people increased, these four primarchs began to become inexplicably innocent, as if they shared the same brain.

At this moment, Omega became the second Primarch to discover the Emperor's intentions, but she was powerless, while Guilliman and Dorn were still immersed in the wonderful fantasy of sweeping across the Empire and beating the witchcraft bacon to its knees. "Brother, once the four of us brothers go out, we will definitely make that witchcraft bacon kneel down and call me daddy. When I think that after so many years, I can join the rebel army again and have a real birthday celebration, I am so happy!"

Mortarion's words instantly resonated with the brothers. Angron pointed at his own Conqueror and said:

"What Xiao Mo said is right. My ship is full of extermination orders. When the time comes, I won't care about the rebels or aliens. I will just blow up the planet. Explosion is the real art!"

"Hahahaha" ×4
If Hogg hadn't been afraid of popping champagne at halftime, he would have planned to hold a celebration party in advance. But when he thought about the fact that they were going back to the justice camp this time, he quickly comforted the three little brothers:

"Hush, keep your voice down! We are here to provide humanitarian aid. We will be the ones to lead the Second Empire. That witch bacon doesn't look like a monarch. Thanks to him, the human empire has become a corrupt giant and is on the verge of extinction. We are the loyal subjects!"

"That's right, big brother is right, we are the real loyalists!"

"Hahahaha" ×4
It was their first time being good guys, and the four filial sons were a little uncomfortable. However, when they wanted to find a loyal brother to imitate, they suddenly discovered that all the brothers were disloyal. They burst into wild laughter again, which made Omega collapse internally.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. At this point, even if these four primarchs are not good people, they must be loyalists.

As the lunar ring operated steadily, four Queen of Glory-class battleships sailed in one after another, and a trans-temporal and spatial raid began.

Sitting on the sofa in the bridge of the Blacklight again, Hogg, who was appointed by the Emperor as the warmaster of this expedition, was a little excited. He ordered in the coalition communication:

"I forgot what came before, and I forgot what came after. Anyway, for the sake of the human empire, let the galaxy burn!"

"Waaaagh!!!"

Meanwhile, Holy Terra.

The emperor sitting on the golden throne frowned. Although his eyebrows had disappeared long ago, he suddenly had a bad feeling, as if something big was about to happen.

As the most powerful psyker in the world, the Emperor's premonitions are extremely accurate. The last time he had the same feeling was during the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago.

To be precise, it should be the time when Guilliman led 200 million rebels to raid the Solar Segmentum and fought him in a duel on the Macragge's Glory.

Such a major event naturally attracted the Emperor's attention, but no matter how he used psychic prophecy, he could not find out the specific matters. Instead, his vision was obscured by an equally cold black sun.

"You bastard, you are here to sabotage me, right? But your strength is nothing. This is all part of my plan!"

As a veteran gambler, the Emperor did not believe that any accidents would happen. Could it be that another legion would launch a major rebellion?

"I laugh at that yellow-skinned guy's lack of wisdom and Hogg's lack of strategy. You two should just work for me obediently!"

　It’s all gone. I’ll rush back in the afternoon. Maybe I can go home tomorrow. I hope I can make it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)