Chapter 135 Killing the Human Family
"So, what was the outcome of the Randan Campaign?"
The historian Euphrates Keele blinked curiously. The man in front of her was a tall and majestic figure who required her to look up at him even though he was sitting on a chair.
Titus, the second captain of the Ultramarines Legion, Qile had not expected to meet such a person. The intended purpose of her trip was to interview an Ultramarines, so she was thankful.
"Destroy, lest they rise again and ignite another great war. The three Primarchs and their Legions worked together to locate the remaining Randan nests on the world of Randa, clearing the last of the Randan world from orbit, after which the Astartes descended on the planet, using fire and blade to ensure that every hive and fortress was destroyed.
In this world, there is no longer any alien race like Ran Dan. "
After hearing the last sentence, a cruel and cold feeling was like a basin of cold water, pouring over Qile from head to toe.
The extinction of an entire race was common in the great crusades launched by the Holy Emperor. Weakness was the original sin in this cold and dark universe.
Unless your skull shape is highly similar to that of humans and you recognize the Empire and consider yourself human, you will have a chance to escape this burning war that will span the entire galaxy.
She nodded. "I think it's a shame that such a significant event was not recorded by historians. This is a unique historical moment in this era."
"It's just our private matter."
She laughed again. "Two hundred thousand Astartes gathered together to burn an entire planet of life into crystal clear glass. Who would believe you if you said it was just a private matter?"
Titus looked at her. "Even after spending so much time together, you still don't understand us very well, right? You still see us from the perspective of ordinary people."
"I wasn't wrong," she replied.
"I mean no offense." He noticed her displeasure and said quickly, "But this is indeed a private matter. It's just a war involving two hundred thousand people.
In addition, there were eight million Imperial Army soldiers and Titan Legion war machines, densely packed like a steel forest, plus hundreds of armored corps and tens of thousands of tank formations.
The planet's low-altitude orbit was filled with warships, and all around them were squadrons of fighter planes that blocked out the sun. Flags were flying, blocking out the sun. "
"You can never imagine such a magnificent scene."
"Then I'm going to try it!"
"What do the Primarchs look like?" Qile asked curiously.
"How big of a deal do you think I am? To them, I am just a nobody in the parade.
Girl, I have indeed witnessed four Primarchs in my lifetime, but most of the time I could only watch from afar.
I have only ever spoken to two of the Primarchs face to face, and I had never been in upper-class social circles until I was chosen as Captain.
The Primarchs were something that seemed beyond my reach. I couldn't believe there were so many of them at once."
"But you can't have no impression at all, right?"
"There are indeed many impressive things. Each of the Primarchs is strong and powerful, simple and proud. They almost symbolize the virtues of mankind. Lion's Jonson is proud and brave, and he is indomitable. Guilliman is wise and wise, and he controls the situation. Don't forget the mysterious Galen Guard, the man shrouded in mist, and his amazing technological weapons."
"I've heard of this." Qile nodded.
“Then what you heard is the truth,” Titus affirmed.
"What about the other Primarch? The 11th Legion. What is he like?"
"It is best to stop our discussion of the Primarch here. If we continue, the Inquisition will come knocking on the door."
Titus admonished the bold girl.
Qi Le nodded thoughtfully, but she knew there must be a shocking secret hidden in it, because since the Battle of Ran Dan, she has not heard any news about this legion. Ran Dan, what happened?
It made even the powerful Second Captain of the Ultramarines extremely wary.
This was Garen's first time coming to Terra, to this familiar yet strange world.
Memories of the previous life flooded into my mind. Standing on the balcony extending from the arched roof, the magnificent and grand Eternal Gate seemed to be very close. The sun emitting dazzling light hovered in the middle, like a shining pearl decorating this pilgrimage gate.
"I have seen many magnificent buildings, but none can compare to the palace where the Emperor resides."
Hearing the footsteps coming from behind him, Galen said with some emotion.
In fact, he was wondering whether he had traveled to another universe, or whether he was originally a minor figure in the Warhammer 3K era, and his soul accidentally merged with the Emperor's great masterpiece.
"Are you trying to say that his private life is too decadent?"
If there were other people here, they would definitely be shocked. Which disloyal bastard dared to say such a thing about the sacred Lord of Humanity?
A figure stepped out from the arched corridor, his golden armor inlaid with rubies and gleaming jewels, and decorated with the Eye of Terra like the Warmaster's armor.
Its huge white wings were folded on its back like an eagle's, with silver ribbons and pearl chains hanging from them.
It is the beautiful Archangel Sanguinius.
"I didn't say that."
Sanguinius smiled, walked slowly to the edge of the balcony and stood side by side with Garen, both of them looking at the sacred door.
"The ceremony will be tomorrow. Don't you have any feelings? Great hero of the empire?"
"Come on, how can I thank you? I'd really like him to stop grounding me."
"Perhaps there will be other tasks for you."
Sanguinius' eyes were curved into crescents and his lips were pursed into a V shape, making him look very cunning.
"Oh? Did you receive any news?"
“Not really. The Empire’s 40th Expeditionary Fleet discovered a lost human civilization called the Jingyuan Federation.
This human regime, like the human colonies scattered across the galaxy during the Dark Ages, are theoretically the remnants of Terra.
This is a regime that likes to tinker with mechanical prosthetics, often making themselves look less human, but the genetic makeup of their core bodies is relatively clean. "
Galen understood what Sanguinius meant.
Compared to the humans of the Empire, the robots of the Jingyuan Federation are more like humans at the genetic level.
Compared to them, the Empire is a terrorist country composed of aliens holding the human flag. They burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of evil, but they have to do bad things under the guise of human beings.
"They wouldn't be so stupid as to claim that they are the true human race and that the Empire is just an alien in human skin, right?"
Sanguinius nodded.
Okay, Galen understood that the Emperor would definitely send him to destroy this human regime.
The Space Wolves lost their Primarch, and the Dark Angels had just suffered a great loss.
The legion he trusts the most, the legion that can do the dirty work for him, isn't it the Fearless Vanguard?
(End of this chapter)
"So, what was the outcome of the Randan Campaign?"
The historian Euphrates Keele blinked curiously. The man in front of her was a tall and majestic figure who required her to look up at him even though he was sitting on a chair.
Titus, the second captain of the Ultramarines Legion, Qile had not expected to meet such a person. The intended purpose of her trip was to interview an Ultramarines, so she was thankful.
"Destroy, lest they rise again and ignite another great war. The three Primarchs and their Legions worked together to locate the remaining Randan nests on the world of Randa, clearing the last of the Randan world from orbit, after which the Astartes descended on the planet, using fire and blade to ensure that every hive and fortress was destroyed.
In this world, there is no longer any alien race like Ran Dan. "
After hearing the last sentence, a cruel and cold feeling was like a basin of cold water, pouring over Qile from head to toe.
The extinction of an entire race was common in the great crusades launched by the Holy Emperor. Weakness was the original sin in this cold and dark universe.
Unless your skull shape is highly similar to that of humans and you recognize the Empire and consider yourself human, you will have a chance to escape this burning war that will span the entire galaxy.
She nodded. "I think it's a shame that such a significant event was not recorded by historians. This is a unique historical moment in this era."
"It's just our private matter."
She laughed again. "Two hundred thousand Astartes gathered together to burn an entire planet of life into crystal clear glass. Who would believe you if you said it was just a private matter?"
Titus looked at her. "Even after spending so much time together, you still don't understand us very well, right? You still see us from the perspective of ordinary people."
"I wasn't wrong," she replied.
"I mean no offense." He noticed her displeasure and said quickly, "But this is indeed a private matter. It's just a war involving two hundred thousand people.
In addition, there were eight million Imperial Army soldiers and Titan Legion war machines, densely packed like a steel forest, plus hundreds of armored corps and tens of thousands of tank formations.
The planet's low-altitude orbit was filled with warships, and all around them were squadrons of fighter planes that blocked out the sun. Flags were flying, blocking out the sun. "
"You can never imagine such a magnificent scene."
"Then I'm going to try it!"
"What do the Primarchs look like?" Qile asked curiously.
"How big of a deal do you think I am? To them, I am just a nobody in the parade.
Girl, I have indeed witnessed four Primarchs in my lifetime, but most of the time I could only watch from afar.
I have only ever spoken to two of the Primarchs face to face, and I had never been in upper-class social circles until I was chosen as Captain.
The Primarchs were something that seemed beyond my reach. I couldn't believe there were so many of them at once."
"But you can't have no impression at all, right?"
"There are indeed many impressive things. Each of the Primarchs is strong and powerful, simple and proud. They almost symbolize the virtues of mankind. Lion's Jonson is proud and brave, and he is indomitable. Guilliman is wise and wise, and he controls the situation. Don't forget the mysterious Galen Guard, the man shrouded in mist, and his amazing technological weapons."
"I've heard of this." Qile nodded.
“Then what you heard is the truth,” Titus affirmed.
"What about the other Primarch? The 11th Legion. What is he like?"
"It is best to stop our discussion of the Primarch here. If we continue, the Inquisition will come knocking on the door."
Titus admonished the bold girl.
Qi Le nodded thoughtfully, but she knew there must be a shocking secret hidden in it, because since the Battle of Ran Dan, she has not heard any news about this legion. Ran Dan, what happened?
It made even the powerful Second Captain of the Ultramarines extremely wary.
This was Garen's first time coming to Terra, to this familiar yet strange world.
Memories of the previous life flooded into my mind. Standing on the balcony extending from the arched roof, the magnificent and grand Eternal Gate seemed to be very close. The sun emitting dazzling light hovered in the middle, like a shining pearl decorating this pilgrimage gate.
"I have seen many magnificent buildings, but none can compare to the palace where the Emperor resides."
Hearing the footsteps coming from behind him, Galen said with some emotion.
In fact, he was wondering whether he had traveled to another universe, or whether he was originally a minor figure in the Warhammer 3K era, and his soul accidentally merged with the Emperor's great masterpiece.
"Are you trying to say that his private life is too decadent?"
If there were other people here, they would definitely be shocked. Which disloyal bastard dared to say such a thing about the sacred Lord of Humanity?
A figure stepped out from the arched corridor, his golden armor inlaid with rubies and gleaming jewels, and decorated with the Eye of Terra like the Warmaster's armor.
Its huge white wings were folded on its back like an eagle's, with silver ribbons and pearl chains hanging from them.
It is the beautiful Archangel Sanguinius.
"I didn't say that."
Sanguinius smiled, walked slowly to the edge of the balcony and stood side by side with Garen, both of them looking at the sacred door.
"The ceremony will be tomorrow. Don't you have any feelings? Great hero of the empire?"
"Come on, how can I thank you? I'd really like him to stop grounding me."
"Perhaps there will be other tasks for you."
Sanguinius' eyes were curved into crescents and his lips were pursed into a V shape, making him look very cunning.
"Oh? Did you receive any news?"
“Not really. The Empire’s 40th Expeditionary Fleet discovered a lost human civilization called the Jingyuan Federation.
This human regime, like the human colonies scattered across the galaxy during the Dark Ages, are theoretically the remnants of Terra.
This is a regime that likes to tinker with mechanical prosthetics, often making themselves look less human, but the genetic makeup of their core bodies is relatively clean. "
Galen understood what Sanguinius meant.
Compared to the humans of the Empire, the robots of the Jingyuan Federation are more like humans at the genetic level.
Compared to them, the Empire is a terrorist country composed of aliens holding the human flag. They burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of evil, but they have to do bad things under the guise of human beings.
"They wouldn't be so stupid as to claim that they are the true human race and that the Empire is just an alien in human skin, right?"
Sanguinius nodded.
Okay, Galen understood that the Emperor would definitely send him to destroy this human regime.
The Space Wolves lost their Primarch, and the Dark Angels had just suffered a great loss.
The legion he trusts the most, the legion that can do the dirty work for him, isn't it the Fearless Vanguard?
(End of this chapter)
