Terra Palace, Central Hall.
Malcador walked alone to the window, where he could clearly see the figures of the Thunder Warriors in the arena.
After many years, the unified war cry reappeared in this land.
The Emperor's will is difficult for ordinary people to understand, but there is no doubt that he is definitely for all mankind.
The Thunder Warriors can be saved, and their rich humanity is what clearly distinguishes them from the Astartes.
However, there was no time.
The Emperor had witnessed firsthand the horror of a long-lasting warp storm that swept across the entire material universe.
The space lanes were completely blocked, and Chaos corrupted many creatures and even machines, thus draining the Empire of its last breath in the Golden Age.
Therefore, when the extremely prosperous Eldar gave birth to the evil god Slaanesh in the subspace, the Emperor took advantage of the terrifying screams of Slaanesh's awakening to briefly clear the subspace storm of the material universe, thus allowing space navigation in the material world. .
The Emperor seized the moment and immediately launched the Great Crusade to seek ascension for humanity.
Because according to the Emperor's observations, the next warp storm sweeping across the physical universe will soon come again.
Time was running out, and he had no extra energy to explain. Dealing with the problem wherever it occurred was the emperor's view that the fastest way to solve it was at present.
Similarly, if someone like Alexander appeared who met the empire's needs and asked him to solve these problems, the emperor would naturally not refuse, but the premise was that it was within a controllable range.
...
Alexander stopped and listened to the war cry in his ears. He confirmed that these people had not abandoned their fighting philosophy.
However, the Unification War is over, and Alexander needs to find a new mission for them to stand on the stage of the future.
"Okay, very good, you still remember your mission."
"I have heard about you, and I also understand your history. Of course, I also understand the flaws of your body. Bloodthirsty, violent, and unstable are synonymous with Thunder Warriors."
"It is also undeniable that you still have many advantages, such as strength, strength, and the dazzling humanity that remains in your heart."
"Report."
The Thunder Warriors in the first row and column shouted loudly.
"explain."
"Since you know our shortcomings, why do you waste energy to summon us? You know that even..."
The person who asked the question was named Kabu. He was a commander. He knew his mission. He also proved himself with actions when Usotan rebelled.
This time he took the initiative to answer the conversation precisely because he had roughly guessed Alexander's purpose. Whether the fate of the Thunder Warriors could be rewritten was close at hand.
"Good question, what's your name, veteran?" Alexander quickly came closer.
"Kabu, Kabu Eric."
"Very well Kabu, I have summoned you on this trip precisely to solve the problem of the physical existence of the Thunder Warriors. For this reason, the Mechanicus has specially sent three biological sages from Mars to assist."
Alexander had just walked around the phalanx of Thunder warriors. He noticed that some warriors already looked very old, while some looked like they were in their prime.
Obviously, they have their own unique method of stabilizing the physical body, but the most important thing at the moment is to think about how to retain these backbones.
"Your Highness, the eldest son, I am the biological sage code-named "Castia 02". These two are the biological sage "Tius Lar 04" and the biological sage "Nocus 07".
At Alexander's signal, three biological sages wearing red robes with more than three mechanical arms on their backs walked into the courtyard.
"Praise be to Om Messiah, sages from Mars. The next plan to transform the Thunder Warriors' genetic defects will be left to you."
Alexander greeted them normally, but he always felt that these sages looked at him a little strangely.
"Praise the God of All Planes, praise Ohm Messiah, the eldest son of the respected empire, this is one of the purposes of our trip."
Castia 02 bent down and got close to Alexander's delicate face, and her red laser scanning prosthetic eyes kept adjusting the sight distance to observe him.
Choking, the two guard spears crossed together, completely isolating the sight of the biological sage Castia 02.
The captain of the Imperial Guard, Juste, stood abruptly in front of Alexander, completely covering him with his three-meter-tall body.
As the eldest son's bodyguard, his mission was to protect Alexander, but there was no order that allowed the eldest son of the empire to be spied on like this.
The Thunder Warriors standing in the front row of the array also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. They quietly observed where there were weapons available, and were always ready to rush out.
"Okay, put away your weapons, Castia's biological sage is here to assist in the mission."
Alexander pushed away the spear of the guard and strode out from behind the captain of the Garst guard.
Although he didn't have a good impression of these sages from Mars, he still had to give them the respect they deserved.
If we meet in other star fields in the future, the help of the sages of the Mechanicum is indispensable.
"Kabu, I have a task for you. I need you to assist the biological sages to check the physical condition of each Thunder Warrior. The subsequent transformation will inevitably lead to a narrow escape from death. I give you permission to coordinate on your own."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Kab Eric walked over to meet the Martian sage.
Alexander needs the biological sages to compile statistics on the Thunder Warrior's own crude transformation methods to provide some data for the subsequent experiments.
At the same time, it would be a kind of kindness to eliminate those Thunder Warriors whose bodies are approaching collapse and cannot be transformed, and allow them to spend their last days in Terra in peace.
When Kab Eric saw the biological sage, he actually felt much more relaxed deep inside.
Compared with the black-hearted doctors outside who risk their lives against odds, these bioengineering sages from Mars are the real masters.
Alexander calmly led the Imperial Guards out of the courtyard.
Next, he planned to take a rough selection of Thunder Warriors to the laboratory under the Himalayas, where the Primarch was once born.
Whether it is genetic gland implantation or the use of some of the Forbidden Army's transformation technology, there are prerequisites.
As for the engineering technology of the Primarch Astartes, Alexander's body itself has such conditions.
But before using it, you still have to ask the Emperor for instructions. After all, it involves the evil gods of subspace. Alexander is not sure that he will fight with them now. It is best to let the Emperor handle everything.
Alexander himself still prefers to rely on himself as the master of the Primarch to create his own legion.
After all, compared to other Primarchs, he believed that his emotions were relatively stable.
He has an anchor point both in the material world and in the subspace. If he cooperates with the Thunder Warrior with humanity, he will not be able to enter the Eye of Terror to fight the devil.
"Your Highness, Prime Minister Malcador is waiting for you in the central hall."
Just as Alexander was imagining himself charging across the battlefield as the Primarch, Caster's voice interrupted him.
"Oh, okay, go there now."
Alexander touched the tip of his nose and walked a few steps faster unconsciously.
