Humanity's Revenge
Communication ended.
The roaring machinery slowly quieted down.
The projected light gradually dimmed, plunging the communications room back into darkness.
Dante stood in the darkness for a while, and only frowned after confirming that the communication was completely cut off.
He seemed so optimistic in the communication just now, but it was actually a bit of a facade.
He sensed the unease in the Living Saint's heart.
There are too many enemies, and they are too powerful.
The Tyranids, the Chaos Gods, and the rising Xenos.
And the corrupt enemies hidden within the Imperium.
With so many problems to solve and so little time, it's inevitable to feel lost and anxious.
Living Saint are very powerful, possessing extraordinary wisdom and charisma.
The only problem is that he's too young.
Not yet having been tested by time,
He was thus forced to shoulder the responsibility of saving the entire vast Imperium.
"We still need to speed things up so that the burden on the Living Saint can be lightened a bit."
As Dante pondered this, he stepped out of the communications room.
Stepping onto the outside platform, the rebuilt Baal comes into view.
In the distance, a climate regulator as massive as a mountain...
It was humming and emitting light, adjusting the water vapor content and temperature.
The world of Baal today is completely different from the world of Baal in the past.
With the support of various cutting-edge technologies and the help of a C'tan,
Baal has escaped the curse of the dead planet.
Oceans and greenery have reappeared on the desolate land.
The exquisite buildings bearing the emblem of the Holy Blood stand on the earth's surface, perfectly complementing the newly revitalized ecosystem.
Although it is not perfect yet, given time, Baal will become a paradise.
"We strive for a better world."
"When Sanguinius returns, Baal will surely be in paradise, and he will be very surprised."
Dante could clearly see the people on the street, and their faces were all filled with happy smiles.
Although the standard of living is not high, everyone is full of hope.
Battle of Baal, countless civilians perished.
But after the Great Rift unfolded, the entire Imperium Nihilus was engulfed in war.
Many refugees are fleeing a war-torn world.
The refugee boat, guided by the Beacon of Baal, arrived in Baal.
Dante accepted these refugees to replenish the population lost earlier.
As a result, the population of Baal recovered quickly, and even showed signs of surpassing the pre-war population.
"Lord Dante."
A member of the Sanguinary Guard approached and bowed to Dante.
Only after Dante nodded in response did the other person continue speaking.
"The High Priest has sent a message saying that the relevant personnel have gathered in the Crimson Council Hall of Angel's Fortress, and he hopes that you can get there as soon as possible."
"I understand." Dante took one last look at the rebuilt world of Baal, then turned and walked toward the Blood Council Hall.
The Council of Blood Hall, located in the Monastery of the Blood Angels, was destroyed by the Tyranid during the war.
Logically speaking, such a cathedral shouldn't have attracted the interest of the Great Devourer.
But it was still razed to the ground by the horde of malicious Tyranid.
The displayed artworks and souvenirs were completely destroyed by the claw-like acid.
But after the Battle of Baal, the Blood Angels rebuilt the building and added many good things.
Originally, the church at the Monastery of the Blood Angels only contained sculptures of the Emperor and Sanguinius.
Now, a Living Saint has been added to the list.
Living Saint and Archangel stood on either side of the Emperor, like angels on either side.
The Blood Angels Successors were very satisfied with this design.
What an honor it is to have two fathers standing beside the Emperor!
Members of parliament from all directions sat around a round table in the Council of Blood Hall.
When Dante entered, they all stood up and bowed.
"No need for formalities."
Dante reached out and pressed his hand down, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite, and then walked to the head of the table.
"There are many things to do, so there is not much time to waste on useless etiquette."
After Dante sat down, he looked around and scanned the people attending the meeting.
Several Space Marines representing different subgroups sat on one side.
After the restructuring is completed,
Many Chapter then set off from Baal, rushing back to their homeworlds without stopping.
After all, their home planet is their foundation and their homeland.
They were worried that the crisis caused by the Great Rift would spread, so they wanted to rush back to check.
Dante did not stop them; on the contrary, he encouraged them to do so.
Allowing them to remain in Baal will not save the Imperium Nihilus.
Only by sending them back to protect their home planet and patrol the star sectors can the integrity of the Imperium be maintained.
As for the remaining Chapter, they were all ship-based Chapter.
Without a homeworld or a fixed mission area, staying in Baal would actually allow them to play a greater role.
"My lord," a weak voice rang out.
Dante turned his head and looked at the person who had spoken.
He was a very young nobleman, his skin displaying the deep brown tan characteristic of a people living under the scorching sun.
His well-proportioned and strong physique appeared very small compared to Astartes.
He tried his best to maintain his aristocratic demeanor and remain calm.
"I have seen your report, Gimni Sigari. You are the governor of the Rontien System the Imperial World, ruling over five worlds."
Jimingni nodded. "Yes, I possess the permission granted by the Terra High Lord and am the sole descendant of the Sigari House, to which the first rulers of the Rontien System belong."
"I am very fortunate to have come to Baal, where many people have died to achieve this goal."
Ji Mingni's voice was choked with emotion.
"Our world is threatened by Genestealers, and a massive rebellion has destroyed our peaceful lives, so I have come here hoping to receive the mercy of the Blood Angels."
"Many worlds are under threat, and countless distress signals urgently need to be addressed." Dante's tone was calm, even somewhat cold.
These cold words caused the young governor, Jimingni, to turn completely pale and his body to tremble.
If he fails to bring back reinforcements, the inhabitants of the Rontien System will be slaughtered by the Xenos.
"Please, Lord of the Blood Angels, we have run out of support from elsewhere. The Blood Angels are our last hope."
The young governor's eyes glistened with tears, but he forced himself not to cry.
"I promise I will bring back reinforcements for them, so their blood will not have been shed in vain. So many people risked their lives to get me here..."
Dante's face remained unchanged; he would not soften his heart because of this.
His gaze remained calm throughout, yet carried an air of pressure.
"You really can't get any other support; the whole Milky Way is in a mess."
"The Living Saint and the Regent appointed me, Lord of the Blood Angels, Commander Dante, as the Grand Regent of the Imperium Nihilus."
"I have limited troops at my disposal, and I will only use them in places where they are more valuable."
"Now, you must answer me: Do you support reform? Are you willing to give up hereditary rule just so that your people can live better lives and the Imperium can become stronger?"
"I can give up my hereditary governorship and fully support the reforms, as long as it can save those innocent people." The young governor nodded.
Dante smiled. "Then the Blood Angels will wield its sword and slay the enemies of the Rontien System."
The young governor was stunned. "Are you planning to provide support to the Rontien System?"
Dante nodded. "Yes, I intend to support the Rontien System."
Upon hearing this, the young governor was so moved that he wept tears of joy, repeatedly performing the Aquila Salute, "Thank you, Lord of the Blood Angels, thank you, Archangel, thank you Emperor..."
Dante gazed at the young governor, whose eyes were bloodshot, and his tone softened.
"You and your men risked your lives, traveled thousands of miles to Baal, and gave up the right to flee like other vulgar nobles; that alone is something worthy of praise."
"Moreover, you are willing to give up power in order to Redemption those innocent people. This alone makes you better than countless others."
"You will soon be able to go home, Your Excellency. Those enemies who have troubled you will pay the price."
After recounting this, Dante looked at the others.
"The Rontien System is just the beginning; we are about to launch a full-scale expedition to reclaim the Imperium Nihilus."
"We will use our swords to tell those enemies of the Imperium that humanity's Revenge is about to begin."
PS: Okay, the burst of energy was only temporary, and I'm feeling down again.