"Arise, my sons."
Sanguinius raised Captain Michel and faced all the Blood Angel warriors on the bridge.
"Please remember that no matter what happens, you have the right to ask me for help at any time."
"The moment you kneel down to me, I also swear to you that no matter whether it is honor or death that greets us in the future, we will share weal and woe."
The sounds and images of Sanguinius taking the oath were transmitted to each Blood Angel's internal communications through monitoring equipment.
They can watch this scene on the bridge at any time through the crystal chip in the helmet.
A tall and holy angel swore an oath to their group of monsters called 'ghouls', which almost shook the inferiority and guilty hearts of all the Astartes in the Ninth Legion.
The commanders gathered on the bridge stared at Sanguinius' figure and watched him walk across this long platform before they dispersed and returned to their posts.
"Michelle, I thought you would wait until after the memorial service to tell me this."
Sanguinius's words made First Captain Michel feel at a loss.
"Father, you already knew?"
Chief Pharmacist Toronto Ulm asked in a low voice, and the soldiers in the corridor along the way spontaneously gave way.
In the starship corridor, currently only the pharmacist who had received the order and a few insiders provided by Michel Laldoron were following Sanguinius.
"Yes, not only me, Alexander, but also the Emperor are aware of the problems within the Blood Angel Legion." Sanguinius looked at him and nodded slightly.
The words seemed to pour cold water on them, making both Michelle and Toronto feel chilled to the bone.
"I have failed you, father, and I have also failed..."
Michel Laldoron had never felt so heavy in his power armor.
"That's enough, you haven't let anyone down, you've done enough Michelle."
Sanguinius interrupted his trembling words, bending down and gently patting Michael's pauldron to comfort him.
"We all know that this is not your fault. Michelle, you deserve the honor of the First Captain and the position of the First Captain of the Blood Angels."
Sanguinius turned around, holding the box in one hand and pushing Michelle's back with the other, and walked into the Hall of Honor together.
"My father, the Emperor of the Empire, specially made this flag with his own hands to commemorate the warriors who died fighting the warp demons for the Empire."
Sanguinius's voice echoed in the Hall of Honor, as if he wanted to say these words to the three thousand fallen warriors parked here.
Immediately, he placed the box on the stone platform in the center of the Hall of Honor, and turned to look at the chief pharmacist.
"Toronto Ulm, now is the time to go to your cell to discuss how to solve the problem of blood thirst."
Sanguinius has decided on the formation of the priest team, but he also needs to examine the situation of the pharmacists to see what they have in mind as to who can take on the role of leader of the priests.
The lights in the dark corridor lit up one by one, as if the dark future of the Blood Angels Legion was also illuminated.
Nearly a hundred apothecaries followed in Sanguinius' footsteps and came to the cages where the bloodthirsty brothers were imprisoned.
Toronto Ulm did not inform all pharmacists about the existence of blood thirst. He only formed a small team of more than thirty people to take full responsibility for this matter.
"Father, the 371 soldiers detained in the confinement room are all here now."
Toronto Ulm led Sanguinius and the apothecaries through this completely enclosed area and introduced them to the situation inside the confinement chamber.
The entire process, from discovering that certain warriors would fall into a bloodthirsty rage to rescuing them and making a series of rescue attempts, was open to everyone on site.
The pharmacists who had just learned about blood thirst were all livid. They had also participated in the process of searching for the bloodthirsty and violent brothers, but they did not expect this to be the case.
These warriors took off their power armor and were restrained in cages like wild beasts. Their faces were stained with blood and minced meat. Their alienated bodies made it difficult for people to connect them with their former comrades.
"This is the current situation. Samuel Coren is the pharmacist currently responsible for researching blood thirst."
Toronto Ulm pulled the lanky Samuel Coren from behind and pushed him in front of Sanguinius.
Samuel Colen was the pharmacist who accompanied Alexander on the return voyage.
His job was to collect the gene seeds of his fallen brothers, but he was unearthed by Toronto Lal Doron and was responsible for quenching the blood thirst problem.
In fact, the person who first discovered blood thirst was Samuel Coren. However, when he collected the gene seeds at that time, he only noticed a change in the mutation level, but he did not know what caused it.
"Samuel Coren, don't be afraid, I understand that all the experiments you did are to save them."
Sanguinius personally helped Samuel Coren remove his helmet and see with his own eyes the suffering and suffering he had endured for the sake of the Legion.
"Father, please forgive me for my incompetence."
Samuel Coren has high cheekbones and sunken cheeks, and the whole person looks like he has lost his energy.
"No, my son, this is no one's fault." Sanguinius stopped what he was about to say.
"Blood thirst is a flaw that comes from ourselves. I have asked my father to eradicate it completely for the Blood Angels Legion before the Great Crusade by His Highness Alexander."
These words were like a shot in the arm, completely stabilizing the turbulent pharmacists.
"At the same time, my father has told me how to stabilize the development of blood thirst."
"I will form a Holy Blood Priest, who will be responsible for caring for Blood Angel warriors who are suffering from blood thirst."
Sanguinius looked at the thin scion.
"The head of the first Holy Blood Priest is Samuel Coren."
"Father, how should we treat these brothers who are completely thirsty for blood?"
Samuel Coren was not happy about his promotion. He was more concerned about the lives of nearly a hundred soldiers behind him.
The physical weight loss does not come from nutritional problems, but from the guilt and powerlessness in the face of these beast-like brothers.
"I'm sorry about this. I can only grant them a deep sleep."
Sanguinius stepped forward, and the bound warrior even wanted to stretch his neck to bite his genetic father.
"They can still be saved, father, believe me, I can definitely save them."
Samuel Coren grabbed Sanguinius's wrist, his eyes pleading.
These warriors had clearly not deteriorated to such a situation before, but since the subspace demon appeared on the Baal satellite, these warriors seemed to have quickly entered the curse of deep blood thirst, without any time to deal with it.
"I am not going to execute them. I will ask Alexander to come and welcome them to the Hall of Valor."
After Sanguinius finished speaking, he looked sideways at Samuel Coren.
All the soldiers in the room suddenly froze in place at these words.
