"Welcome, heroes of the empire."
Alexander opened his hands, and hot energy surged out.
A steady stream of subspace power is replenished into each warrior's body. The beating flames in the power armor gradually turn into solid flesh and blood, but what flows in the blood vessels is not blood, but the hot soul from Alexander. Amount of ability.
"Alexander, Your Highness."
The space warrior in armor stood up with his weapon in hand.
When the powerful power of the subspace was poured into his body, the Space Marine's stiff movements quickly became agile.
But at this moment, more space warriors still have not recovered from ignorance, and their will has become incomplete under the erosion of time.
"Where is this place, where is our enemy."
A warrior carrying a giant ax seemed to be still immersed in the rage of his life. It seemed that prayer had not completely awakened his reason.
"This is the Hall of Valor! Heroes, death is my father's last gift."
Alexander's figure became taller, and under the red sun behind him, every warrior who appeared here could notice him.
"Your Highness, what is our mission?"
A warrior wearing half armor and taller than the Forbidden Army was the first to regain his senses and walk out of the team.
He has developed a sense of self and begins to analyze his surroundings.
"tell me your name."
Seeing his figure and armor, Alexander knew that the hero belonged to the Thunder Warriors, but he didn't know which legion he was a sergeant in.
'I, Archon of the Third Legion of Thunder Warriors, Kondava Kusrian. '
The tall warrior took off his helmet, and his long golden hair spread to his shoulders, making him look like a mighty lion. A shallow scratch at the corner of his eye added a bit of cruelty and cunning.
"Kondava Kusrian."
Alexander repeated his name.
The Thunder Warriors also have twenty legions, and the chief consul of each legion is the legion commander, but their names are different in different periods.
"It's not safe here with enemies around. Can you gather the soldiers here and form a defense line?"
Alexander stepped forward and looked carefully at Kondava Kusrian.
The number of warriors currently appearing around the Red Sun is close to 200,000. Without a qualified commander system, if they are attacked by the evil god's subordinates, they may quickly collapse and suffer heavy losses.
And Kondava Kusrian is currently one of the most suitable and dominant commanders.
"Your Highness, you can completely trust me, but there is currently a lack of information and instructions."
Kondava Kusrian raised his hands and clenched his fists, feeling how powerful he was.
He didn't know how much time had passed since his death, nor what changes would happen in the future.
As long as the Emperor awakens him, he will fight with all his strength for the Empire. As for Alexander's identity, he has almost the same aura and figure as the Emperor, and there is no need to have any doubts.
"Appointment: Kondava Kusrian as the First Legion Commander of the Cursed Warrior Legion."
Alexander's appointment was accompanied by psychic power and reached the ears of every warrior present, officially confirming the identity of Kondava Kusrian's army commander.
At the same time, he also gave him the authority to mobilize his huge psychic power in the subspace.
"Remember, whether you are a Thunder Warrior or an Astartes, they are both names in the material world. From now on, you will all be called Cursed Warriors."
Alexander used the power of subspace to condense the historical process data of the empire, and gently tapped Kondava Kusrian's forehead with his finger.
An additional piece of historical data was put into the Red Sun, so that every warrior who comes into contact with its light can read the history of the empire.
"This is a message from the empire. You need to establish a command structure as soon as possible and let the technical sergeants build a fortress with my power."
Alexander cannot stay here much longer. The restlessness and rejection in the subspace have already appeared.
Before Kondava Kusrian could wake up from the complicated information, Alexander turned around and entered the red sun to isolate himself from the subspace.
On the bright sun, as Alexander's thoughts suddenly rose, the towering mountains rose immediately. He used his huge power to recreate the Himalayas in the subspace, and the royal palace where he lived also appeared.
In just a few minutes, Kondava Kusrian already knew the current progress of the empire and the significance of the Great Crusade.
As for the Thunder Warriors who have withdrawn from the stage of history, Kondava Kusrian had already foreseen this situation. If he had not seen hope and could not solve his physical defects, he would not have asked for death.
"All technical sergeants and company commanders who heard the order immediately gathered around me."
Kondava Kusrian drew upon Alexander's vast psychic powers to issue his orders.
Many warriors who had awakened quickly gathered in the direction of the Himalayas.
...
"Father I saw them."
Alexander opened his eyes and his will penetrated the barrier and reached the material world.
"Succeeded?" Magnus squeezed forward first.
"Well, it worked."
Alexander nodded.
“It’s expected, but it must not be taken lightly.”
The Emperor had already made preparations for the establishment of the Hall of Valor.
At first, he thought he would never go to the filthy place in subspace again, so he acted recklessly, and was even boycotted by the evil gods.
It was only today that he truly implemented the Hall of Valor plan because of Alexander's growth.
In fact, the Emperor has no fear at all when he enters the subspace again, but if the war spreads and destroys the newly born Hall of Valor and the resurrected Heroic Spirits, it will be more of a loss than the gain.
"How are they doing? How many fighters are there?"
The Emperor helped Alexander awaken the heroes and quickly withdrew from the warp, unaware of what happened next.
"I saw Thunder Warriors, Astartes, mortal heroic warriors, conservatively estimated to be close to two hundred thousand."
Alexander's spiritual energy swept through, and before he left, two hundred thousand warriors had gathered around the red sun. Moreover, other stars had sensed the emperor's aura and were continuing to gather towards the red sun.
"They are all valuable assets to the Empire."
The Emperor tapped Alexander on the shoulder.
The timeline in the subspace is intermittent, or even disconnected from beginning to end. The warriors who can hold on to this moment are all extremely tough people.
The empire's accumulation over the years now all belongs to the Hall of Valor and to Alexander.
"I hope they will be reborn in the Hall of Valor."
The Emperor loves these human heroes and would not want to give them peace, but the survival and development of mankind in the material world need them even more.
Moreover, the demons and monsters in the subspace will also actively hunt the human heroes who awaken on their own, so they might as well actively gather them.
"Father, I have conveyed the empire's information to them."
Alexander believed that these people would understand the Emperor's will after seeing the plans for the Great Crusade.
“They really need to get up to date as quickly as possible and understand what’s going on.”
The emperor came to the sofa and sat down, and Alexander and the other two followed closely.
