000.M40, the Terra Expedition begins

001.M40, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet arrived at Badab

002.M40, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet entered the maelstrom

012.M40, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet received the Organic Canon, and the 9th Expeditionary Fleet arrived in Bar; In the same year, Barr fell

013.M40, the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet passed through the Krenna sector

015.M40, the First Dreadeye Expansion War, the return of Ryan El Johnson, the genetic protogenone of the Dark Angel Legion, and the arrival of the remnants of the 9th Expeditionary Fleet with the remains of the Holy Blood Angel "St. Giles" in the Klenna Star Zone

016.M40, Klentarina held a victory parade to thwart the Eye of Fear's expansion attempt, and the genogen was invited to attend.

However, when the Lion King stood on the viewing platform on the shoulders of the Titan God Machine and waved to the fanatical crowd, the Lane heirs, who were walking in the middle of the procession in a neat phalanx, failed to blend into the warm atmosphere of the scene at all, and they were extremely nervous.

It's not just that the Dark Angels didn't arrive in time to fight for the world they once swore to protect during the Chaos Invasion. It's not just the humiliation of the Monastery being invaded by the Demon Prince, either. Even the ambiguous attitude of the Mechanics Guild was not taken seriously.

What really plunged the Unforgivable into deep anxiety and self-doubt was Lane's unduly dignified look of disappointment when they reported to their returning father the results of their 10,000 years of hunting down and torturing fallen angels.

"My father looked at us with a look of disappointment and embarrassment, and I could feel that he seemed to have a lot to say, but chose to remain silent......"

"Why? Are we not doing it well enough? But for 10,000 years, we have remained steadfast in our secrets, defending the name of the Dark Angel with countless sacrifices and blood! ”

“…… Is it really undefiled? Remember when the huge Grey Gu battleship raided the Boulder Fortress, Captain Gustav sent a call for help to Klentarina? ”

"—Governor Benhardt claims that he refuses to provide any support to the traitors."

"Traitor ......"

"It must be the Bulletin! He revealed the secret of the destruction of the Caliban, probably to coerce his father into making some compromise on his interests in order to protect the honor of the First Legion. ”

"The Star Bulleter cut off the Far Eastern Star Field from the Prophetess, which shows her ambition!"

After all, the Lion King Ryan is a genetic prototype created by the human emperor himself.

The existence of each primordial is the ultimate creation of genetic engineering and the supreme crystallization of the doctrine of human psionic energy. As an ancient eternal who has survived from the dark age of technology to the present, the Bulletist holds a large number of dark technologies that have not yet been passed down to the world. It is only natural that such an existence will have certain intentions on the emperor's divine creation.

"It was because we didn't do a good job, and the binding force of the inner ring system on the sub-group was still too weak, so that the Flame of Confession and the Death Seeker were successively broken in the hands of the Truth Order. They must have been forced to divulge the secrets of the First Legion in the midst of inhuman torture......"

"We are ashamed of the father of genes......"

On both sides of the wide avenue, salutes were fired, fragrant flowers were thrown from the hands of costumed ladies and ladies, and petals fell on the shoulder armor of the space marines, obscuring the sword mark that symbolized the glory of the dark angel.

The Unforgivables wore their stubbornness and walked in unison through the vast procession, looking heroic. But the dark angels were in a heavy mood at the moment, and they felt that the enthusiastic cheers and praise from the people around them were so incompatible with themselves.

The first legion emo.

At the same time, they hate the bullet star, and they hate it so much that the roots of their teeth itch.

At the climax of the Victory Parade of Klentarina, a paper letter from the bullet was sent to the Lion King after being scrutinized by the Ministry of State and the Interior.

Ryan stared at the cheering crowd on both sides of the avenue, and every time he passed by, he was extremely enthusiastic, on the one hand, because the gorgeous armor on his body with strong religious connotations was really very consistent with the identity of the demigod of the genetic prototype.

Baptist......

Although the envelope had not yet been opened, Ryan could more or less guess what the contents of the letter were:

[To: Former Lord of the First Legion, Ryan El Johnson]

[As I write this letter, the Klentarina System Defense Force is adjusting to the new ships I sold to Governor Banhardt, as well as launching a counteroffensive against the incoming Chaos. 】

[If you live to see this letter, it means that our lion has successfully defeated his fallen brother and held the boulder from the hands of Slaanesh, I am sorry that I was not able to appreciate your heroic posture in battle - but fortunately, my mobile armor should have contributed a lot to your victory, its name is 'Baptist', I hope you are dressed appropriately.] 】

[On the way to the letter, I believe you have heard about the fact that 'the Bullet Star is spreading rumors everywhere that damage the glory and loyalty of the Dark Angels', and as for whether it is a rumor, you should know better than me whether it is a rumor. 】

[As for the reason why I am shaking the little secret of the First Army everywhere, it is also very simple: if people do something wrong, they need to pay the price. The price the Dark Angels have paid so far has not been enough to quench the anger in my heart, at least not in my opinion. 】

[But how to settle in the future is a matter of the future, now you should still be anxious about the mess of the dark angel and the fallen angel, if you don't dislike it, I will be happy to talk to you......]

【…… Straight to the point. Dealing with tedious political affairs is always frustrating, so how about I calm your mood with a piece of good news? - You've probably reviewed the new ships I've provided for the reorganized Krenna Defense Fleet, and there's no need for me to brag about how their combat power has been reflected in the previous war with Chaos. And what I'm going to tell you is: it took less than 5 years to build these ships in the Far Eastern Star Field. 】

[If the shipbuilding efficiency of the Far Eastern Star Domain under my rule is a flood of might, then the Mechanical Repair Society can only barely be regarded as a urine test sample. 】

[And now every inch of the galaxy is burning with raging war, and the journey across it is so difficult, like a traveler with nothing wants to cross the endless desert of death. 】

So my dear Ryan - do you want to buy some water? 】

[-Warmongers: Marbles]

"Hah...... Starballer. Ryan closed his eyes and sighed, placing the letter on the table.

Under the worried gaze of the guards beside him, Ryan reopened his eyes.

The Temple Avenue in front of him has come to an end, and the Victory Parade is ushering in the final conclusion, the lion king's pale golden eyes contain a complicated look, and he gritted his teeth slightly, like a little cat who keeps baring his teeth at people because of his lack of security.

Ryan looked up, and there was a gloom above the dome, a vast fleet of 512 huge warships docked in the near-orbit of the planet, and under the shadow of the sky was a cheering crowd, it was these mighty warships that had guarded their homes and protected the lives of their people in the war.

The power of these ships was so powerful that everyone on board Krentarina felt at ease.

So much so that some dignitaries with their own information channels selectively ignored that their founders were not mechanics but star-bombers, and they also ignored the astronomical wealth that the star-bombers would gain through this.

"Warmongers? Scold...... It's a fitting name. A smile appeared on Ryan's lips, and he shook his head slightly.

Putting the bulleter's letter aside, Ryan flipped through the next secret letter that had been rushed to him.

The next secret letter reads: The heir of the Angel of the Holy Blood came to Klenna with the body of St. Giles.

Ryan's pupils shrank.

(End of chapter)