We are the Riot Squad, loyalty!

In just two and a half years, Olympia transformed from a terrestrial planet that could be considered Garden of Nurgle world into a quasi -Imperial World filled with factories and spewing out highly toxic waste gas; even the Hive City capital city was blown up.

Mountains were flattened and smelted, forests were packaged and sold, and even Olympia's perfect biosphere system was divided, stored, and shipped to various worlds to earn foreign exchange.

When it comes to governing the world, the Mechanicus still use the same old three methods: building production lines, creating Servitor, and establishing Hive City. With this smooth little combo, the Olympia are truly blessed.

Because of the Emperor's special approval, the Adeptus Mechanicus attached great importance to the old seller's Fourth Legion and directly dispatched an Ark Mechanicus; otherwise, such efficiency would have been impossible.

But even the Mechanicus has something to say! Who told you, Iron Warriors, to keep pushing for production? We've already been working overtime, even capturing slaves on the spot, and personally suppressing riots. What more do you want?

Moreover, after Olympia's goods were packaged and sold, they didn't pocket a single penny. Instead, they used all the proceeds to invest in various materials on the factory production line to produce ammunition and supplies for the Iron Warriors.

After hearing the Adeptus Mechanicus Sage's report in person, Perturabo immediately shut down the communication connection, Collapsed on the Ground, his eyes devoid of any light, and simply muttered repeatedly, "I destroyed Olympia."

"You all knew it would turn out this way, didn't you? Why didn't you warn me!"

"You're talking nonsense! We've all warned you, each of us at least three times. It's your stubbornness that led to all this."

Grabbing the piece of trash by the shoulder, Mordred grabbed the list and tossed it at him, pointing to the completed starport in front of the Iron Warriors and saying:

"Every bullet you fire doesn't come from nowhere. Everything requires workers to produce it. Do you see that starport that's churning out cargo ships? That's the Legion's most important support, and the price is Olympia!"

War is all about logistics. If you can avoid being so impatient for quick results and allow enough time for gradual construction, Olympia will become another Serenity.

"But I reclaimed the entire subsector, I upheld the Imperial Truth, Olympia should not have ended up like this."

Without Mordred even having to say a word, Frix revealed the so-called truth:

"Mother, don't you understand? The Imperial Truth is just a slogan used to unite humanity under the Great Crusade. This is the true Empire. No sacrifice is too great to be accepted. If you don't protect Olympia, then no one will care about it."

As Iron Warriors has spent the longest time with Atlas, Frix, a veteran who participated in the Unification Wars and wiped out the Thunder Warriors with the First Legion, sees things very clearly.

The Imperial Truth is completely untenable. Putting aside everything else, Frix actually fought alongside the Emperor against the North Pacific Principality on Terra and witnessed the Emperor burn countless resistance fighters to death with a single Psychic Power flash.

What is this if not Psychic Power magic? If the Imperial Truth is truly as it is, then the Emperor is the one who should be eliminated the most.

"Did you hear that, Pepe? This is the truth. Don't believe the slogans Old Man Huang spouts. The Emperor isn't a god, and he can't possibly know everything. Just listen to him, but don't actually fool yourself. You need to have your own thoughts."

Seeing that the unfortunate child wanted to argue back, Mordred didn't tolerate it and slapped her across the face. Before Perturabo could react, she gently patted her head.

"While it's not too late, hurry up and do what you should do. Your sister is waiting for your triumphant return, and the people of Olympia are waiting for their child to return home in glory. At the very least, this sacrifice needs to be reciprocated. You can no longer be that little kid hiding behind others."

Perturabo didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly. Her mind was in turmoil. She flew to Olympia on Stormbird; she had to go and undo everything.

When Perturabo saw Kalliphenni again, he suddenly noticed that his sister looked much more distressed. Even so, Kalliphenni still smiled when she saw her younger sister return.

That smile was forever etched onto the steel, making this Lord of Iron Within, Iron Without, realize that she may have long possessed a treasure worth protecting, which she had only just discovered.

Before Perturabo could even get close enough to give her sister a big hug, she saw her sister's face change drastically, and she was shouting something:

"Don't come any closer, it's dangerous!"

What danger?

Before Peborattu could finish speaking, a dark, unremarkable thing darted out from the corner and kicked her squarely in the waist.

Dog-men Flying Kick!!!!

"Where did this little punk come from? Don't you know this area is under your protection Rambo? You're so big but you don't have a brain, get lost!"

Rest assured, madam, I, Rambo, am highly valued by the boss. With our Riot Squad here, not even a mosquito can get within five meters of you! Heh heh, long live Atlas!

One dog barked wildly, and a thousand more responded. More and more Dog-men- men sprang out from the corners and began punching and kicking Perturabo, who was still unaware of what was happening. One Dog-men, who looked like a hyena, even aimed at her buttocks, intending to deliver a righteous backstab.

Among them, the Giant Dogs known as the Eight Champions was the most dazzling, flying with sparks and lightning as it pinned Perturabo to the ground, rendering her unable to get up.

Moreover, these eight cool super dogs have exceptional fashion sense, wearing high-elasticity vests and stylish trench Kiya. They look dashing from any angle, and you can tell at a glance that they are incredibly strong!

Seeing this, Kalliphenni's face grew even more distressed; she didn't know how she had managed to get through the past few years.

These suddenly appearing dogs are great in every way, not only are they multi-talented and can do everything, but they are also too neurotic. If any creature gets within five meters of her, it will inevitably get a beating, not even her father.

The thought of her Old Man almost dying young, only to have to drag his broken leg out of the manor, and being called Alpharius by the dogs, gave Kalliphenni a headache.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! She's my sister, and your boss's sister too! Stop it!"

"What? She's the boss's sister! Then she deserves an even bigger beating, you despicable bastard! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be working! Brothers, beat her up!"

For the sake of convenience, Perturabo wasn't wearing her turtle shell at all. In addition, she was weak in close combat, so even as Primarch, she couldn't escape immediately after being swarmed by these dogs, and for a time, the fight was evenly matched.

However, what no one noticed was that on the earthen slope opposite the manor, several figures suddenly poked their heads out, holding cameras and recording videos.

"Your Highness, is this really the right thing to do?"

"Don't worry, my dog is very tough. I could punch him and he wouldn't kill me. There won't be any problems."

"Oh, actually I don't care about the dog. Never mind, whatever makes you happy!"

Having already embarked on this treacherous path, Frix didn't think much of it. But seeing his brothers' extremely excited expressions, he could only pray that his little secret would never be discovered by his mother.

After all, they are Iron Warriors, Iron Within, Iron Without, and they No Secrets!