Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation

  Chapter 512 The Secret of Extraordinary Civilization (Subscribe)

  The Holy Emperor's praise caught Imperial Prime Minister Tyra LeBlanc a little off guard.

  He saluted in fear, expressing that he would never disappoint Guilliman's expectations.

   Even after walking out of the Holy Emperor's study, he still hasn't calmed down for a long time.

   My heart was filled with fear and apprehension.

  The words of the Holy Emperor have a divine magic.

   Stirred the heart of the Imperial Prime Minister - Tyra LeBlanc.

  Let him have an impulse to give everything just to get His approval and approval.

  Empire Prime Minister - Tyra LeBlanc's performance is nothing.

  In the empire, being able to be praised by the holy emperor is enough to make many people excited enough to want to take their own lives.

   Among them, there are many human elites with high positions and great wealth.

   No one will deny that the Holy Emperor is the greatest monarch ever born in human history.

   Calculate from the beginning of human civilization, to the time when human beings go deep into space and beyond the universe.

  No one can match His achievements.

  Even the creator of the empire, the great emperor who has left, cannot achieve the current achievements of the holy emperor.

  The Emperor's service is indelible.

   Destined to be recorded in the history books of the empire.

  The emperor established the embryonic form of the empire and took the first step in the great cause of mankind.

  But if there is no Holy Emperor, the great cause of mankind will eventually collapse.

   will be buried by those hateful evil gods.

   Ushered in an unspeakably tragic catastrophe.

  The deeper the confrontation between the empire and the gods, the more people will understand how terrible the gods are.

  In the vast universe of the heavens, how insignificant are human beings.

  The Holy Emperor led mankind out of this crisis-ridden universe of the heavens.

   Fight against the gods and sweep the heavens.

   Pushing human civilization to the peak of glory time and time again.

  In the past, people always felt that the empire's expulsion of Abaddon had reached its peak.

  Many scholars are afraid of the historical cycle of the empire's prosperity and decline.

  Who would have thought that under the wise guidance of the Holy Emperor, the empire would prosper and become more and more brilliant.

  Regardless of objections to study subspace, learn alien technology, use lighthouses and various anti-subspace weapons to find a sharp weapon against subspace.

  Use a lot of resources to build inter-universe roads that were not profitable at the time.

  Promote human literacy throughout the empire and promote the imperial assistance system.

  Strive to make education available to everyone in the empire.

  The system has been reformed many times to screen out those talents from the sea of ​​people to the greatest extent.

   At the beginning, many of these measures were not favored by people, and they even felt that they would push human beings to destruction.

  I think that when the hereditary nobles were to be abolished and the power of Terra centralized, the Holy Emperor was even scolded as a traitor by those conservatives.

  The time recorded in the history books was too bitter.

  The Holy Emperor who awakened in Macragge was only a Primarch at the time.

  The galaxy at that time was already fragmented, and even the astronomical torch that humans relied on was dimmed, and the light of the astronomical torch could not even be seen on the other side of the Great Rift.

   It is really precarious, and it is only one step away from the final destruction.

  All people of insight are almost desperate, thinking that the human empire will surely perish in the hands of chaos.

  The Holy Emperor faced such a mess at the time.

  In addition to the aliens and the minions of Chaos, there are also those rebel primarchs.

  The holy emperor at that time was still embarrassed by the conservatives and the powerful interests who wanted to protect their own interests.

   It can be said that there are turbulent foreign enemies and endless internal troubles.

   A little carelessness, the empire will be fragmented and come to an end.

  The Holy Emperor tried his best to turn the tide, fought all the way from Macragge, reorganized the order of the empire, suppressed the state religion, and suppressed the high lord council of Terra.

   Not only brought back the fragmented empire at that time, but also pushed the empire onto a glorious path.

  Now the Milky Way is in the hands of the Empire.

  Even the local galaxy group has almost become the back garden of the empire, and the number of human beings is even more numerous.

  The development of this civilization has been pushed to an extremely brilliant state.

  Many people subconsciously feel that the Holy Emperor saved mankind and the empire, but he also became the supreme emperor, which is considered a reward.

  Tera LeBlanc, who came to the position of prime minister of the empire, would not have that kind of thought. .

  Just the position of prime minister, he already felt that he could not breathe.

  Traditional pleasure activities have basically been cut off.

  Tyra LeBlanc has already forgotten what it was like to have **** with her last time.

  There are too many government affairs, too many to imagine.

  The interests of each star field, force, school, and organization are balanced.

   There is also military deployment.

  Every year's conscription, the production progress of Mechanicus, etc.

  There are so many things that I can't handle them all, I can't handle them all.

  Even with a large number of administrators, running an empire is extremely painful.

  The imperial prime ministers of all dynasties have been exhausted by massive government affairs.

   After climbing to the top, Tyra LeBron deeply realized the hardships involved.

   Holding such power is no longer a blessing, but a terrible burden.

  The joy of being an official and enjoying the blessings that was touted in ancient times has completely disappeared.

  Every day you open your eyes is data, which is government affairs.

  The position of Emperor of the Empire is no longer a good position for pleasure.

   Only infinite responsibilities.

  In the officialdom of Terra, the higher one climbs, the more worship and fanaticism towards the Holy Emperor.

   Such a great cause, if replaced by them, would only send one more head to the enemy.

  Throughout the ages, any ruler who has achieved one of the holy emperors is enough to pass down through the ages and become a generation of Mingjun praised by the world.

  However, for the Holy Emperor, such an achievement is only a trivial matter.

  The human army conquered the east and the west, and the achievements achieved are all so brilliant that it is unimaginable.

  However, what the Holy Emperor said still shocked Tyra LeBlanc.

   Soon, there will be a messenger from universe 04.

  He will return to the Empire with news that will shock and excite countless people.

  A universe, even a universe that has shrunk on a large scale, is still a complete universe.

   Now, it belongs to the Empire.

  Humans came out of the earth, and after a long time, they established the first star empire.

  Will the ancestors at that time imagine that one day, human beings will go to the universe and create immortal legends belonging to this race.

  The rule of the empire will no longer be based on planets, but in the universe.

  The authority of the Holy Emperor will surpass the gods.

  As long as he has a command or will, he can make the universe tremble.

   Tyra LeBron walked out quickly.

  He has to do this thing beautifully, so that the people of the empire can see his ability.

   Also let the Holy Emperor know that he will never disappoint the other party's expectations.

  Guilliman has been watching the back of the Imperial Prime Minister walking out.

   Until the door is closed again.

  Universe 04 has been conquered, and the database of the fifth stage has been obtained.

  The empire will usher in a more ferocious upgrade.

  The original casting technology in the fifth stage should be promoted as soon as possible.

  Just absorb all the database knowledge in the fifth stage.

  The empire's offensive against the heavens is no longer what it used to be.

   But the real battle of annihilation.

  Anyone who dares to stop the empire will be smashed to pieces.

   It won't take as long as it is now.

   It's time for some people to leave this universe too.

   Guilliman pondered.

  At present, Lion-Lion's battles against the Eye of Terror, the Great Rift and other areas have basically come to an end.

  Even if there is a war, it is a small fight.

   It's time for Ryan to go to another universe.

  The hunter's claws have been sharpened, and they should be hunted in the cruel universe of the heavens.

  Little Fulgrim, and those Dark Angels, should all change positions.

  Guilliman was thinking about the next plan.

  The lion is going on an expedition.

  The empire will continue to expand its base with the help of the Primarchs.

  Guilliman paced back and forth, and after a few laps.

   Summoned other officials and sages of Mechanicum.

   Even took the time to send a message to the great sage-Belisarius Kaur, asking about the progress of several projects, and at the same time asked the other party to send someone to take charge of the fifth stage of the original casting upgrade project.

  There is also a comprehensive upgrade of the empire system, as well as management agencies such as traversers.

  After dealing with all this, Guilliman had to bury his head and continue to deal with other things.

  The affairs of the empire are endless.

   A short break is already a rare happiness.

  A large number of data screens reappeared, and the reflected light shone on Guilliman's face.

   Let him immerse himself in the ocean of data again.

  With the help of these data, he can control the direction of the ship of the empire, discover some minor problems contained in it, and send people to fix it.

   reached the current status.

   It is no longer possible for Guilliman to fight in person like before.

  Unless those all-knowing and all-powerful beings appear, it is possible for him to leave the solar system to fight against those guys.

  Of course, Guilliman had a hunch that he would never wait long.

  The expansion of the empire will definitely affect the interests of those guys.

   There must be a big war between the two sides.

  I have to seize this time to improve the various measures of the empire.

   At that time, you can concentrate on dealing with those omniscient and omnipotent.

  Destruction enveloped the plateau.

  The last pure land will be breached.

  Countless heroes are roaring, fighting the final battle all over the plateau.

  I want to spill my blood before the final moment, and I want to fight until the last moment.

   Let these damned invaders know their arrogance and integrity.

   However, fate has been doomed.

  Destruction will eventually consume everything, including themselves.

   Wave after wave of imperial troops landed on the plateau through teleportation, airdrops, transport spaceships and other means.

  Titan opened the way, and the steel giants hundreds of meters high continued to bombard, and the mountains and rivers collapsed wherever they passed.

  The knight armor and the heavy vehicle phalanx rumbled past, pressing out roads among the ruins along the way.

   At this time, there is no place on the plateau that is not infected by the flames of war.

  There were fighting and crying everywhere.

  Nine guardians stand in the center of the palace, looking at the sky that has been torn apart.

  Countless souls screamed in the spirit realm.

  Death, despair, unwillingness, and pain turned into torrents, setting off terrifying storms in the spiritual realm.

  The plateau of hope and future is dead.

  It used to have countless magical medicines and fairy objects, as well as caves and secret realms left by countless sages and immortal emperors.

   Nowadays, it has become a blood-soaked hell.

   Those palaces and caves that carried immortal emperors, Taoist ancestors, ancient sages, Taoist fruits and sentiments were burned.

  All sacred things, all ancient inheritances have been completely destroyed.

  The plateau, which is comparable to a great world, was reduced to ruins.

   Horrible rifts tore mountains and rivers apart.

  Even those runes containing Dao rhyme became dim, and were even torn to pieces.

  Avenues have been attacked like never before.

  The Nine Guardians watched as the plateau burned amidst the brutal battles waged by the invaders.

  Looking at the shattering of the avenue, watching the sun, moon and stars explode into pieces, watching the mountains and rivers being completely destroyed.

   Above the palace where they are located, there are many battleships, all of which have propped up protective shields.

  Those protective shields are so weird that they can weaken their earth-shattering treasures.

  When attacking those protective shields, they will feel powerless.

   It seemed that a terrifying wave propped up a 100-meter-high wave, but it ended up hitting a stone.

   It looks full of momentum, but its lethality is very limited.

  Suddenly, the metal ships with hundreds of beams of light rushed out and landed around the vast palace.

   "They came to kill us," whispered a Guardian.

   "How arrogant."

  Another guardian said coldly.

   "Then let them come, even if you can't win, let them suffer."

   The nine guardians looked at each other, and they could all see the firmness in each other's eyes.

  Families and countries are broken, the sun and the moon are overturned, and they should also do their part.

   The sound of shouting and killing can be heard endlessly.

  There are dead people and crying everywhere.

  The surviving creatures were forced to retreat.

   Until there is no way to retreat.

  The empire has no mercy and slaughtered all the way.

  No one is spared regardless of men, women, old or young.

   It can be said that corpses are strewn all over the field, and blood flows like rivers.

  Compared to the mournful roar of many alien races, the officials of the empire are already celebrating the victory of the empire.

   As long as a period of time passes, the power of the doomsday device will gradually increase.

   Let the power of the plateau be suppressed.

  Let Chaofan truly die silent, let the myth die completely.

   At that time, none of the aliens still hiding in the plateau will survive.

  On the assembly deck of the Glory of Macragge.

   Several veterans looked helplessly at Calga, who was wearing armor accessories.

   "Commander, I really don't recommend you to take risks. Victory is already in our pocket. It is taboo for a commander to go into battle."

   "The heads of those aliens will be cut off by me."

   Facing the dissuasion of his subordinates, Calgar said without a doubt.

"For this cause, we have shed too much blood. Many mortals set off from their hometowns, but failed to go back to see their parents, and could not return to their homeland, only to return to the throne. I will cut down Those alien heads, proclaim victory to all Imperial soldiers, proclaim their honor and achievement."

   Several veterans looked at each other, and finally bowed their heads in salute.

   Calgar's will cannot be violated.

  Because he represents the Holy Emperor.

   "Praise the Holy Emperor, the power armor is working perfectly."

   Binary singing sounded.

   After saluting the servants and priests who were carrying out the final inspection of the armor, they retreated.

   Calgar moved his limbs, and the servo motor, nano-robot, space projection and other modules made slight sounds, mixing together like a ethereal death movement.

  The suit of armor he was wearing was built using the most advanced technology of the empire.

   After confirming that there was no problem, he turned his head to look at the many fighters who were ready and pasted the oath stickers.

   "Now, warriors, it's time to pour destruction on the enemy's head." Calgar raised his iron fist and roared.

   "Fight for the Holy Emperor."

   "Fight for the Holy Emperor."

  Many primordial warriors roared.

  The converging shouts were enough to flood the battlefield.

  Calgar's personal guards formed a circle holding shields and power battle axes, ready to teleport directly to the most dangerous place in the battle.

   Teleportation light floods the deck.

  Spacetime is distorted.

   After a flash, they appeared in the mottled, ancient palace.

  The palace is very old, and it has been standing for an unknown number of years.

  Unfortunately, there is nothing eternal in the universe.

   No matter how long it stands, it will come to its own end.

   Thousands of aliens stood there.

  They were shrouded in light.

  There are strange noises around.

   Also tumbling all kinds of terrible visions formed by ether.

   Each of them has terrifying and disgusting mutations.

  They have completely departed from the original form of their race.

  The very nature of the Warp has long been tainted.

  The deeper you delve into it, the more horribly twisted it becomes.

   roared at their sudden appearance.

   "Crush them," Calgar growled.

  The Primaris warriors raised their weapons and fired the first volley.

  In an instant, the array of aliens howled incessantly, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

   A series of terrifying psionic fluctuations erupted.

   The aliens who escaped the first salvo rushed forward with weapons in hand.

  A primordial warrior was pierced on the spot, and the long sword shining with rich spiritual energy could not be suppressed even by the anti-subspace force field of the armor.

   These aliens have been known to be the last struggle.

  Without any reservations, they poured all their strength into their weapons in an attempt to break the defenses of the Primordial Warriors and tear their armor apart.

  The fighting between the two sides was so brutal, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and wreckage everywhere.

   Calgar joins the battle with a roar.

   Huge double fist swing.

  The blue arc covered on the gloves easily tore apart the bodies of those aliens.

   Their fairy swords and tripods were smashed to pieces by Calgar's iron fist.

  The magic weapon fragments and their remains fell to the ground one after another.

  A creature shrouded in light and with a strange halo behind it charged towards Calga.

  Eerie whispers echoed around the creature.

  While walking, various illusions will frequently appear in the void.

  According to the indigenous aliens, this is the resonance between the practitioner himself and the Dao.

   Calgar felt a little disgusted.

   This is clearly a sign of being polluted by the subspace.

  The higher the level of cultivator, the more terrifying the signs of pollution.

  The alien rushed over head-on.

   Calgar swung his iron fist, blocking the opponent's long sword.

  The shield blocks the so-called sword energy and transfers the huge impact to the subspace.

   One punch, smashing half of the opponent's face.

   Then he punched the opponent's body with a hammer, blowing him apart alive.

   Calgar and others rushed in all the way.

  I don’t know how many aliens fell down along the way.

   All of them were once extremely powerful.

   Now he was mercilessly shot to death.

  Under the suppression of the doomsday device, these strong aliens are like fish trapped in a puddle in a dry ocean.

  The empire dried up the extraordinary ocean, and these extraordinary people could only hide in puddles, and could no longer exert their former power.

  The team went all the way, and finally in the innermost and widest hall, Calgar saw the biggest goal of the trip.

  Infinite runes are suspended in the air of that great hall.

   In the center of the hall is an altar, mottled and ancient.

   There was a strange light in the middle of the altar, and there were whispers.

  The altar seems to be connected to another terrifying time and space, presenting a strange spiral device, which is slowly rotating.

   Overflowing with pure awesomeness on every spin.

  It seems that the altar is some kind of transformation mechanism.

  The heaven realm is the core of all realms.

   Lenovo's altar is the core of the core.

   Warp space has been polluted, this is the consensus of the empire.

  The more you use it, the easier it is to be targeted by the inanimate, and the easier it is to mutate.

   It's like the Thousand Sons Legion that hadn't rebelled back then.

   They were originally intended to supplement the extraordinary power of the Empire.

   However, psionic power made them and poisoned them.

  Members of the Thousand Sons frequently grow various twisted limbs.

  That is the end of the abuse of subspace power.

  This civilization is all cultivating extraordinary power.

  Without the help of the heavenly world, this kind of national practice will only give birth to a group of monsters who have lost themselves.

  Nine aliens shrouded in strange brilliance sit cross-legged on their respective thrones.

  The only thing that can see is a pair of eyes.

   Their bodies are very tall, even taller than the original cast warriors.

  Nine creatures stared at Calgar who walked in.

   "Human race." A guardian said in a low voice, "I didn't expect it to be a success. Has the war of civilizations come to fruition? Has Chaofan really fallen?"

  Every word of the guardian caused the roar of the avenue. If there are practitioners standing here, just listening to it, they can understand the Tao and embark on an invincible road.

   "Shameful alien." Calgar didn't hear the roar of the avenue, but felt that the sound was very strange.

   "An ignorant short-lived creature." Another guardian's tone was full of disdain.

  Even if it was about to face failure, it didn't hinder its arrogance.

   "It's finally time to end." Calga said in a cold tone. Through the translator, he was able to understand what the other party said. "All die, in the name of the Holy Emperor."

   Calgar raised his gauntlet, and the double bolt gun installed under the glove roared.

  The explosive bombs fired were blocked by the mask summoned by the nine guardians waving their hands.

   "That's it!" A guardian was very disdainful of such an attack, and it was simply a dream to kill them, these immortal beings, by means of this method.

  Before he finished speaking, the bomb that exploded caused the guardian to suffer a big loss.

  Bombs are no longer simple high-explosive gunpowder, but anti-subspace bombs specially used to target extraordinary creatures.

   Released once it explodes, splashing out.

   Can easily pierce psionic shields, destroying the immortality of supernatural beings.

   After the explosion, several guardians screamed.

  Black blood flowed from their twisted bodies.

   Calgar then charged at one of the Guardians.

  The huge iron fist hit the opponent's weird body continuously.

   Several of his personal guards followed him, and after roaring, they also rushed up.

  The two sides fought fiercely.

  It is meaningless to cast treasure spells remotely or bombard with firepower.

   At such a short distance, close combat is the most effective.

  Long-range attacks are difficult to cause damage to each other who are on guard.

  The nine guardians fought with all their strength in close combat.

  The slimy tentacles flapped in the air.

  The battle soon became intense.

  However, the guards brought by Calgar were not the opponents of those guardians.

  Several soldiers were caught up, and with a sudden force, their battle armor and bones were crushed.

  You must know that their battle armor has a hardness comparable to that of neutron star materials, but now it is easily twisted into a twist.

   After two guardians were killed, Calgar was left with only one person.

  The other battle brothers have all fallen.

   Grinded and pierced by those alien tentacles and weird limbs.

   Calgar is fearless.

  He swung his iron fist and poured catastrophic power onto the opponent's skull.

  The head of one of the Guardians was instantly shattered.

   The distorted body was also carried by the huge impact and flew backwards, burning in the air.

   One of the seven guardians was killed again.

   "Even if you lose, you have to take him with you." A guardian said coldly.

   "Dream!" Calgar grabbed another Guardian with his backhand, lifted it up, and slammed it onto his lap.

   broke it abruptly and broke the spine.

   Then he punched the opponent's head.

  Calgar has either been fighting in his life, or on his way to fighting.

  He lived far less than a fraction of those Guardians.

   But his melee fighting skills are much stronger than these so-called guardians.

  In most battles, he needs to fight at close quarters.

   Unlike these guardians, who claimed to be killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

  But they rely too much on psionic power, not on physical combat.

   Melee combat can be said to be inexperienced.

  The remaining six guardians, after a while of fighting, Calga's jaw was smashed, and the price of one eye was blown off, and only three were left in the end.

   Calgar was bleeding profusely, but the more he fought, the braver he was, he was fighting with his life.

   Another one of the three guardians was quickly beaten to death by him, and it seemed that he was short of the final blow.

   Calgar felt a pain in his back, and a burning pain came.

  A guardian took advantage of his unawares and pierced a mottled and rusty iron sword into his body.

   "This is a sword left by an ancient sage. It is said that it has the power to kill the Supreme." The guardian said in a cold tone: "This sword has been preserved for countless years, and it is extremely fierce."

   Calgar let out a roar, and punched the opponent on the head, breaking his bones and tendons, and flying him upside down.

   "Take advantage of his illness and kill him." Another guardian roared, and once again took out a weapon left by an ancient sage, trying to kill the leader of the invader completely.

   "WAAAAAAAAGH!" A deafening roar sounded.

  The palace was knocked down.

  The huge orc emperor Ufo led his men and broke in from another direction.

  The guardian flew upside down under the huge impact.

  Under the influence of the doomsday device, its power is no longer as terrifying as before, and it can't even withstand the brutal collision of the orc emperor.

  The remaining three guardians were quickly killed, and one was captured.

   Calgar pulled out the rusty sword that had been pierced into his body, and used the self-healing function of the Empire Heart to restore the wound.

  He cut off the head of a guardian and announced the arrival of victory to the expeditionary army.

  After a long battle, they dedicated the first universe to the Holy Emperor.

   Yet, just out of the public eye.

   Calgar fell.

  The wound caused by the sword cracked again, and the heart of the empire could no longer heal.

   Calgar was rushed to the operating room.

   “His vital signs are still declining.”

   "Block the message."

   "The heart of the empire is maintaining his life, but the situation is not good."

  The clean and sterile medical room is like a shiny desert.

  Steel cabinets are placed along the tiled wall.

  Inside shines the light of the light.

  Cold and soulless glass rooms criss-cross with laboratories.

  The medical staff walked up and down in a hurry, looking anxious.

  Several well-known medical sages and gene sages are directing medical personnel to treat the giant on his hospital bed.

  A group of high-ranking expeditionary generals stood outside the medical room isolated by hardened glass, all of them looked worried.

  As the expedition commander of Universe 04, Calgar was lying in a spotless operating room right now.

  The whole body is covered with dense cobweb-like conduits and cables.

  Several shiny metal tubes that cannot be embraced by one person are placed around the operating table.

  The piston reciprocated back and forth, and the machine buzzed, injecting various liquids and blood mercury into the catheter and entering Calgar's body.

"Father!"

   Calgar lying on the operating table was confused and muttered to himself.

  Blood spurted out from the unstoppable wound, staining the white operating table red in just a few seconds.

   also flowed to the ground.

   Such a horrible amount of blood loss.

  If it weren't for the maintenance of the heart of the empire, I'm afraid Calgar would be killed immediately.

  He could clearly feel the last venomous blow of the aliens wreaking havoc on the body that contained his immortal power.

  Calgar felt death up close like never before.

   It is coming, trying to take itself away.

No!

   Calgar roared in his heart.

  He has not fulfilled his duties, how could he fall down here!

   Fear rose in Calgar's heart.

  He is not afraid of death, nor of eternal death.

   But he was afraid of the disappointment and pain of the gene father.

  He has made an oath, and he will never abandon his duties and leave when his duties are not fulfilled.

   "Can't die!"

   Calgar wanted to use up that daunting willpower to make his body respond to the Imperial Heart's repair program again.

   Yet this is just a nonsense thing.

   His organs are failing.

  The urgent siren of the Heart of the Empire kept ringing in his ears.

  Everything in front of me began to become confusing.

   "Hurry up, pressurize, and inject the repairing nano liquid."

   a medical sage shouted.

  The news of the victory of the expedition fleet came a little faster than Guilliman.

   The news of the conquest of universe 04 was a storm.

  As Guilliman expected, it caused huge repercussions within the empire.

   Countless cheers resounded in Terra, the solar system, and even the entire human race, and even every human colony.

  Mankind successfully conquered the first universe.

  Such a feat is as important to mankind as the discovery of fire for the first time.

  Countless people rushed to tell each other, and some even wept with joy, happy for the great victory of the empire.

   However, people only know that universe 04 was conquered.

  The news that the high-level officials of Terra got was a layer of gloom.

  Universe 04's Expeditionary Commander, Karga-san was wounded in the final battle.

  The medical sages failed to treat him, and could barely save his life.

  Currently, the Calgarians have been put into the stasis coffin, and are being urgently sent back to the local universe, to Terra.

   If you want to say that the only one in the empire who can save this great hero is the supreme, holy and bright holy emperor.

  (end of this chapter)