Daily Thought:

There is only the Emperor, and he is our shield and protector.

——Only rely on the emperor, and the people can rely on him for protection.

Twenty legions gathered at Terra's largest parade ground for this war that lasted three thousand years and finally started.

Every Astartes warrior was wearing MK2 power armor, the bolter in his hand was polished to a shine, and the power sword on his waist shone brightly in the sunlight.

These armed cans are arranged neatly, as if they are in a fully mechanical production line.

Nearly a million Astartes warriors gathered together, and no matter how strictly disciplined and neat their formations were, the parade ground was still very crowded.

breathe-

The breathing of these soldiers was synchronized, and there was only one sound in the entire parade ground.

They were waiting, waiting for that figure to appear.

Who has the right to keep these super soldiers waiting?

The answer is obvious.

Except for the propeller at the tail, all you can see is the gun barrel. There is no beauty at all, and the only requirement is high firepower.

When the golden power armor appeared, the only sound of breathing disappeared.

The Emperor's lightning claws are pointed directly at Mars, which is the battlefield they will go to next.

[Ethan, you may not believe it, but the seven thousand years I spent with you were indeed the happiest time in my long life! I never want you to die like this, even if you are eventually killed by that man-god.

I will definitely avenge you!】

"I hope so."

"The war between Mars and Terra is inevitable. The claws of the false emperor have reached out to us. This is the time for us to defend our homeland."

Ethan knew that Nitrug would never be kind and wanted to stop him, but found that his body could not move at all.

The soldiers were ignited by his actions, and their fanatical war roars seemed to break through the sky.

At this moment, the dictator of Mars is standing on the tallest building broadcasting a live broadcast.

"!!!"

A set of standardized mechanical printing templates, a set of standardized energy flow templates, and nearly one-third of a set of standardized subspace jump templates.

There are far more than just space warriors here.

The tens of thousands of Titans built by STC and the Cannon of Truth whose output exceeds the power of stars are the cornerstones of their persistence in fighting.

Without any unnecessary words, the Emperor just raised his lightning claw, and his deep voice spread throughout the parade ground.

"If someone has to die, I hope it's not you."

He can fight to the death, but he cannot stop fighting.

When the 'Emperor's Dream' flew into space, thousands of battleships accompanied it to escort it.

He looked back at the planet that had been with him for thousands of years and stopped continuing his impassioned pre-war speech.

This battle will be won! This battle will be won!

Excitement, fear, joy, and madness flashed across Ethan's face, and finally turned into tranquility.

"Nitlug, if I die, you can leave. I beg you not to stay on Mars."

[Before the war begins, I will give you a gift. You will definitely like it.] The snake whispered in his ear.

Ethan's black war hammer swung down hard, hitting the Iron Crown, and the ear-piercing screams were heard in thousands of homes.

The soldiers held their breath and kept their voices low, fearing that they would miss any of the emperor's words.

A large number of warships rose from the sea, and huge amounts of seawater drained from the ships. These steel behemoths could no longer be described as armed to the teeth. They had been completely transformed beyond recognition.

The soldiers just leveled their guns silently and walked out of the parade ground with uniform steps. Outside, the huge space battleship had its door open and was waiting for a long time.

"Whether you are soldiers of Mars or ordinary people, there is only one thing you have to do now. Hold your guns and shoot in the head of every enemy you encounter!"

He never wanted this 'old friend' to stay on Mars. Even the Golden King, the Emperor, didn't think he could handle this 'old friend'.

【Hehe, it’s done.】

It took thousands of years to rebuild Mars to achieve this effect, which was far from advanced for Ethan who lived in the Golden Age, but this is the best that the Mechanicum can do now.

It is like a snake that lives on malice, staring coldly at the creatures in the material world, just surrounding these poor things with an unspeakable sneer on its face.

This fear is not reflected in force, but comes from the spiritual level.

[We have been friends for seven thousand years, so there is no need to worry! If you die, I, Netrug, will never live alone!]

"Just like in the past thousand years, I still seize the opportunity to win before the battle begins."

Powerful (Kill the Emperor) power flows in (Kill the Emperor) body, and the power of (Kill the Emperor) magnetic field has exceeded the million mark. He has never felt that (Kill the Emperor) he has

I have been so strong and sober.

Ethan seemed to hear the snake's chuckle, but he quickly forgot about it.

But this does not affect the war between the two sides, because Mars has inherited the most assets from the golden age of mankind - as many as 2.3 sets of STC standard templates.

Ethan never believed in the contract he signed with it. He was always wary of this terrifying Star God, but he didn't know why it didn't take action against him. Maybe it had already subtly affected him.

As the only independent planet in the solar system that has not submitted to the Emperor, it is inferior to the Empire in terms of land and population.

When the black tide receded, Ethan looked calm and silently appreciated the gift from Netlug.

The victory (killing the Emperor) is certain! He thought so, completely forgetting the danger of the snake (killing the Emperor).

Before setting off, Ethan took one last look at his hometown where he had lived for seven thousand years, with sadness hidden in his eyes.

"The time has come and preparations are sufficient. Soldiers, it's time to set off."

This is a war between the two strongest forces in mankind. Regardless of defeat or victory, the unification war will end here.

Like thousands of conquests in the past, this time the Emperor will go out with his warriors.

The Terra Guard, composed of mortals, formed legions of Titans, and the solemn figures of those golden-armored demigods can even be seen on the 'Emperor's Dream'.

"Hold your weapons, we are going to end this last battle between humans!"

"hehe."

There was no shouting, no cheering.

Naturally, the number of soldiers on Mars is far less than that of the Empire.

Before that, for the Emperor! For humanity! For Terra!

Fight! Fight! Fight!

If he loses, there is no need to keep the crown. If he wins, he is still the only king of mankind even without the crown.

After spending seven thousand years together, he naturally understood how terrifying this restored Star God was.

He knew that morale had been boosted and the Martian soldiers no longer needed these frivolous things. Next, they only needed to carry out their respective tasks and know the location of the enemy.

Emperor! Supreme Leader of Mankind, Loving Father of Mankind, Great Protector and Supreme God!

With a wave of his hand, the horn of war was officially sounded.

There is something wrong with Lu Mingfei, but the problem will be solved within Warhammer.

Damn, a respected reader said that I paid for six chapters and the protagonist didn’t appear, and they thought I was cheating. This just proves that my writing skills are limited, and you didn’t even think that the protagonist had a different name.

But his chapter is missing, and I didn’t delete it. I’m confused.
Chapter completed!