Let the Valshius Dynasty Be Great Again!

In the turbulent High Heavens, a magnificent and sacred ship, carrying a cathedral-like building, struggles to sail like a lone boat on a raging sea!

"Severe fluctuation detected!"

"Warning! If you do not leave Mandeville Point soon, you are very likely to crash into Warp Storm!"

"Continue."

An old and weathered voice issued the order.

Resolute and decisive!

"Signs of Chaos intrusion detected in the lower compartments!"

"Let the boarding party handle it." The old man, leaning on the table, dressed in magnificent aristocratic attire, his white hair and indifferent gaze unwavering, said, "Tell Charles... in these extraordinary times, leave no one alive, kill them all. I don't want any accidents to happen on the 'Sword of Redemption'!"

"Your orders have been relayed... Mr. Horn."

"But I sincerely suggest that you leave Warp as soon as possible, otherwise, under the influence of the severe Stormfront, we are very likely to lose our way completely."

I said... continue.

Horn's decision remains unchanged.

After a brief silence of half a second, the Machine Spirit of the "Sword of Redemption" coldly and mechanically advised, "Mr. Horn, you are the only one with the bloodline of 'Valshius.' If anything happens to you, it will mean... that this bloodline, which has continued Great Crusade, will be completely severed."

Horn remained expressionless, turning to look at the location of the Machine Spirit, and said indifferently, "You've been unusually talkative today. Who told you to say that?"

"It is the High Lords of Terra of Holy Terra, the Minister of the Interior, the Forge Master of Mars, and the representative of the Vought —three councilors who asked me to convey to you... that the sole bloodline of Valshius should not risk venturing into the front lines."

The Machine Spirit of "Sword of Redemption" spoke truthfully.

The High Lords of Terra consists of twelve members, the most powerful representatives of the human race, who manage almost all affairs within the Imperium in the name of the Emperor!

It could be said that... for ten thousand years since the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, it has been the High Lord who have been controlling and maintaining this nearly rusty "massive machine"!

Every High Lord wielded immense power, and money, bribes, and the like were utterly meaningless in the face of such a position.

In fact, many nobles were willing to pay a huge price just to meet the High Lord, but they were still unable to do so.

"Ha... Are they really that kind?" However, when faced with ordinary people, and even nobles such as most Planetary Governor and Knight Family who rarely see a "High Lord" in their entire lives, Horn displayed a kind of intriguing disdain.

"Do you know...?"

The old man rubbed his temples wearily, and said in a complicated tone, "They're not worried about me, much less about 'Valshius.' They're just impatient... to lie on 'Valshius's' corpse, greedily devour its flesh and blood, and suck its marrow!"

"I understand how you feel, Mr. Horn."

The voice of the "Sword of Redemption" seemed to have become much lower.

It is the Machine Spirit of the "Sword of Redemption". Once the main bloodline of the "Valshius" dynasty is severed, it means that... this Conqueror-class Cruiser will completely lose its master!

No one can drive it anymore.

With the loss of its last Conqueror-class Cruiser, the Valshius dynasty will never have another chance to return to that Black Zone.

"The Valshius Dynasty... should not have fallen!"

Horn clenched his fists tightly, his voice low and resolute, his eyes flashing with a chilling light. "I assure you, the great 'Valshius' Merchant Dynasty will never cease, much less... vanish!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

In order to arrive as quickly as possible during the short 15-day journey, he once again forced the spaceship to enter Warp.

The terrifying Warp waves, carrying Chaos malice, constantly sought to invade the spaceship.

However, Gellar Field completely blocked them!

The boarding party filed into the lower levels, slaughtering the slave laborers, wiping them all out regardless of whether they were infected by the Chaos, leaving no survivors!

May the Emperor bless you...

Horn gripped the medal on his chest and prayed to the Master of Mankind, who sat high on the Golden Throne deep within the palace of Terra: "Bless me Horn Valshius, so that I may sail out of the Warp and find the successor of 'Valshius'!"

Whether it was his prayers or not, they really worked.

The raging Warp Storm had actually calmed down a bit, and a clear, safe, and stable route had suddenly been cleared out from the Chaos!

"Mr. Horn... has found a safe course; we are about to exit 'Mandeville Point'!"

The next moment, the massive Conqueror-class Cruiser, accompanied by violent tremors, sailed out from the turbulent High Heavens!

Boom!

In the dark cosmos, the "Sword of Redemption" appears!

Not far ahead of the ship was the target planet of this journey, Losel Hive!

"Mr. Horn, we've received a message!"

The "Machine Spirit of Sword of Redemption" immediately restored its communication array, which was then quickly filled with a dense stream of information!

"Your Excellency, Lord of the Valshius Merchant Dynasty, Mr. Horn Mr. Valshus, I am Roddy Kur, Commander of the 6th Cadian Regiment, commanding eight full-strength companies. By order of the Lord General, we are about to arrive on the Losel Planet!"

"Honorable Mr. Horn Mr. Valshus, I am Raimon Polian, Second Company Commander of the Watchers Chapter. Ordered by the Chapter Master, I am en route to Losel Planet to incinerate heretics in the name of the Emperor!"

"In the name of the Emperor, the 17th Legion of the Astra Militarum, under orders from the Department of the Munitorum, is en route to the Losel Planet. Estimated arrival time: seven days from now!"

The rest of the information was mostly filtered out, except for the most important few pieces, which were broadcast by the "Sword of Redemption" Machine Spirit.

But the information that was filtered out doesn't mean it's unimportant; it's just that it's too far away.

It's important to understand that even in its decline, the Valshius Dynasty still possessed formidable power!

Even among the filtered information were the Grand Sage of the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus, the Forge Master General of the Imperium Adeptus Mechanicus, and a certain Chaos Space Marine Chapter.

Of course, there was also a "special" message, but it was not broadcast directly.

Looking at the message, Horn remained silent for a long time without replying.

"Prepare the Drop Pod!" Horn, like a tiger awakened, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, stared at the barren planet and roared, "We must find the target, at all costs!"

Alvin Valshius...

If you truly inherit the bloodline of "Valshius," then survive.

Like our ancestors, the founders of the great "Valshius" dynasty, let us follow the Emperor on his expedition to the galaxy and burn away the endless heretics!

Let's... recreate that miracle!

Let the Valshius Dynasty be great again!