"Father, why didn't you tell him about those weapons..."

Magnus asked in a low voice, deliberately avoiding Alexander's perception.

He could feel the breath emanating from the chainsaw sword and the demon's skull, but Magnus's psionic sense of smell wasn't strong, so it wasn't as intense as the Emperor's sensory stimulation.

"Why tell him? We can't always teach everything, and Alexander's growth needs to explore the unknown on his own. ”

The emperor spoke very high-soundingly, but he did not speak loudly.

Magnus could see at a glance that the emperor was at odds with each other, but he didn't dare to say it, so he had to nod his head again and again.

The character of each of their brothers can be found in the shadow of the emperor.

Magnus knows exactly how bad St. Giles' character is, he likes to talk about big truths the most, but in fact, he may not be holding back what bad things he wants to do in his heart.

As a result, Magnus no longer trusted the Emperor's words as fully as he had before.

"Father, I'm ready."

Alexander walked briskly out of the room.

The edges and corners of Shinichi's armor have become relatively smooth, and they are indeed a little less sharp.

The crown ornament, the sun ring, and the ceremonial sword at the waist are not missing.

"Then go quickly."

The emperor looked up at his usual expression, and after giving a command, he took the book and continued to flip through it.

"Father, let's go first, St. Giles seems to be in a hurry."

Alexander said hello and prepared to leave the hall for the launch bay, but did not see the Praetorian army waiting at the gate.

The next moment, Magnus reached out and grabbed him: "Let's go directly through the psionic passage." ”

"Okay?" Alexander looked back at the Emperor.

I also said before that I should try to avoid the leakage of spiritual power, so why can I directly shuttle a starship now.

"St. Giles has already learned how to use psionic energy, and there is no point in using the psionic blockade of the Ninth Legion, so let's go straight over."

The emperor continued to sit on the couch with the old god in his presence.

It wasn't until Magnus manipulated the psionic vortex to gather a passage and leave with Alexander that the emperor put down his book and kept his eyes on the empty hall.

The sofa arranged in the hall could easily accommodate more than twenty of his heirs, but he didn't know when it would be full.

...

The flagship of the Holy Blood Angels, the Forbidden Room.

Samuel Colon has almost finalized the choice of Holy Blood Revercer.

Of the hundreds of apothecaries, only twenty-one remained, and with the original team, the Holy Blood Priest could also maintain normal operations.

St. Giles sat in his cubicle, flipping through Samuel Collen's experiments.

"Alert!"

Michelle, the commander of the company, burst out and raised his hand to touch the plasma pistol on the outside of his leg.

"Take it easy, Blood Angel Warrior."

The Anu-Ninurta Blade was the first to poke out of the psionic channel, and then Magnus's figure stepped out of it.

"I'm sorry, Master Magnus."

Michelle reacted and immediately let go of his hand on the gun, and put his hands on his chest in the Aquila salute.

"Understood."

Magnus did not pursue it, and raised his head at St. Giles behind him.

"St. Giles, let them rest as soon as possible, Alexander will arrive soon."

"Alexander in the back?"

St. Giles looked at the psionic channel that appeared on his mothership and was a little confused.

Still, he cleared out his distracted thoughts, stood up and whispered to his heirs, while secretly reaching out and dragging Michel Lardorren behind him.

Michelle, the commander of the company, was blocked behind by a pair of white wings, and his heart was extremely relaxed.

For the first time, he felt that it was good to have the father of the original body, at least he didn't have to carry everything on his own and rushed to the front line.

I can't help but rejoice that my years of caution have prevented him from pulling out the plasma pistol.

Otherwise, if the company commander with real power in one regiment draws his gun against the original body of another regiment, I am afraid that the consequences will not be clear in a few words.

Many of the Space Marines in the room tidied up their clothes, tidied up the messy room, and looked at the passage of energy, believing Valhalla's claims even more.

After all, Valhalla's existence is also a supernatural force for the Imperial Truth.

"Didn't you send a message for us to hurry over?"

Magnus exuded a strong psionic energy that kept the passage stable.

"Hello, Blood Angel."

Alexander, the man arrives before the sound comes.

Shinichi's armor reflects the psionic power, illuminating the entire room in gold.

The crown above Alexander's head shone with a golden aura, and the ring of the sun exuded the majesty of the emperor.

"His Highness Alexander."

The Blood Angels of Terrade, who were intimately familiar with the Emperor's breath, knelt down on one knee in front of the glowing golden Alexander.

"Michelle, you look a little embarrassed."

Alexander used his psionic powers to hold up every Angel of the Holy Blood.

He walked over and patted Michelle on the shoulder, and then turned to the chief pharmacist, Toronto Ulm:

"I remember you, when I arrived at this starship, I heard that you were going to ask me for help."

Alexander looked at Chief Pharmacist Toronto with a small face: "But, the servants didn't open their mouths at that time. ”

"Your Highness, it was my misestimation that caused all this."

Samuel Colon stepped out from behind the company commander and cleared Toronto Ulm.

When he heard Alexander's words, he thought he was preparing to hold Toronto Ulm responsible.

"It's you, the thinnest apothecary." Alexander looked back.

"Your Highness, I am willing to take all the responsibilities and ask you to allow the Holy Blood Angel Warriors to ascend to Valhalla."

Toronto Ulm opened his mouth to take all the responsibility, and the scene suddenly panicked.

The Ninth Legion can change the Chief Apothecary, but not without Samuel Colon, the head of the Holy Blood Priest.

"Alright, now is not the time to talk about this, let's go and see the warriors who are thirsty for blood."

St. Giles interrupted his sons and quietly pushed Alexander away with his wings.

He could see that Alexander was scaring these Blood Angels, but since he didn't get the trust of these warriors at first, he was really a little apprehensive, so he didn't plan to stop them.

However, Alexander stiffened his face, and a few words made these soldiers panic to the point of quarreling, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for them and hurriedly took Alexander away.

Because Alexander has the aura of an emperor, his words and deeds can be regarded as the epitome of the emperor, and even a casual small action makes the Astartes sincerely afraid.

When he strained his little face, how could these Holy Blood Angels not panic.

Michelle, on the other hand, knew Alexander's age and habits well, and observed carefully so that he did not say much.

"Not every angel of the empire is qualified to ascend to Valhalla, you should be mentally prepared."

Alexander's voice was not loud, but the Angels of the Holy Blood could hear it clearly.

The appearance of Valhalla today will inevitably spread from this moment.

If the warriors of the empire learned that they would rise after being killed in battle, they would most likely lose their reverence for death.

Even some soldiers who have worked too long will take the initiative to beg for death, which is too detrimental to the development of the empire.