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Chapter 583

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On the planet Solemnace, in Trazyn's Great Museum of Galactic History,

this entire planet was now half-submerged in a hidden sub-dimensional reality bubble; this was one of the protective measures Trazyn had taken after being targeted by the Silent King due to his cooperation with Anrakyr.

Solemnace had been the crystallization of Necron art, culture, and history for tens of millions of years, and it itself condensed Necron technology.

This planet was less of a planet and more of a Dyson sphere the size of a planet; its outer shell was countless floating nanobots, and these nanobots either formed edges to absorb energy, or turned into cloud layers to maintain the atmosphere, or turned into a firm shell to protect the museum body beneath it.

Under Trazyn's leadership, Sanguinius, Guilliman, Fulgrim, Belisarius Dora Cawl, and Zhou Yun strolled through this massive museum.

They had come here to communicate with the Necrons; Anrakyr was using his former political influence to spread Zhou Yun's offer among the Necrons and was also trying to contact the Silent King directly.

And during this time, Trazyn invited Zhou Yun and the Primarchs to visit his museum.

"This is an ancient Ork; in even more ancient times, we called them Krorks."

Trazyn walked at the very front of the team, introducing this exhibit in a tone that could be called eager for a Necron.

It was a giant creature a full twelve meters tall, its body composed of ferocious dark green muscle, most of its body covered by rough exoskeleton armor, and its face also wrapped in a helmet, making it impossible to see its specific appearance.

"He is the ancestor of today's Greenskin Orks, a biological war weapon of the Old Ones; dangerous, cunning, lethal, and endless. What you humans face today is merely a degraded form of them."

"Of course, ancient Orks, like today's Orks, were born dependent on war. The intensity of war in the galaxy today is no longer enough to support ancient Orks; this is also why ancient Orks have degraded into today's Orks."

"Theoretically, if the intensity of war could reach the level of the ancient War in Heaven, ancient Orks could still potentially reappear in the genetic sequence of the Greenskins."

Trazyn's introduction was very detailed; this was not because he wanted to flatter anyone, but simply because Trazyn liked to do so.

Solemnace welcomed anyone to visit and tour; Trazyn's purpose in running this museum was to preserve the history of the galaxy and let later generations commemorate it.

"This reminds me of Ullanor." Fulgrim said with a slight smile on his lips.

The Ullanor Triumph, where the Master of Mankind personally led the campaign to wipe out the largest Greenskin Ork empire of the Great Crusade era, and Warmaster Horus was with the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang.

Horus even personally killed Urrlak Urg, the ruler who commanded the Ullanor Ork Empire.

And it was at the celebration after the Ullanor Triumph, under the witness of a group of Primarchs including Fulgrim, Sanguinius, Jaghatai Khan, Lorgar, Magnus, Angron, Mortarion, etc., that the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang personally crowned Horus as Warmaster and announced that he would withdraw from the Great Crusade.

That was the peak of the entire Great Crusade, that was a moment of infinite glory, and everything seemed full of hope; even the most worried people could not deny that humanity was rising again.

Just thinking of that moment, Fulgrim couldn't help but have a smile on his lips; he was not the protagonist of that moment, but just by participating in it, Fulgrim felt favored by the sun of honor.

Sanguinius was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Fulgrim to suddenly say this, but after a brief moment, he also revealed a smile similar to Fulgrim's.

Even though the galaxy burned after that and the Empire almost collapsed, at least that moment was full of glory in their memories.

"How wonderful, that moment really made people feel that the future had infinite glory, and humanity would start to rise again from that moment." Fulgrim sighed.

Only Guilliman had a cold expression, as if he couldn't resonate with Sanguinius and Fulgrim at all.

Because he didn't go to the Ullanor Triumph at all, didn't witness the Empire crowning the Warmaster, and didn't feel the glory within it.

At that time, Guilliman paid more attention to the political significance of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang giving Horus the position of Warmaster.

Recalling that time, Guilliman had only pain and regret in his heart.

As a mature politician, Guilliman should have realized the risk of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang giving Horus such great power and realized the possibility of a rebellion.

In fact, at that time, within the Ultramarines, there were indeed some Astartes with foresight who realized this possibility, namely: the possibility of infighting breaking out between Astartes and Astartes.

But out of trust in his Primarch brothers at the time, Guilliman fiercely refuted this argument and even punished the leader by making him wear a red helmet.

Looking back now, it was too late to regret, and he regretted it from the beginning.

"I saw no honor, only the collapse of the building."

"That clearly should have been the starting point for humanity's rise, but in the end, because of our mistakes, it became the beginning of the building's collapse."

Guilliman said in a tone that was almost cold.

Fulgrim was choked by Guilliman, his lips slightly curled, revealing some dissatisfaction.

"What? When was the starting point for humanity's rise again?"

"Was it when you crowned Sanguinius as the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of the Second Empire?"

Fulgrim said in a sarcastic tone.

Guilliman just looked at him coldly:

"It is the present, now, today."

"I will not make the mistake of Ullanor again."

Fulgrim curled his lips with disdain: "It seems as if the entire human race now hinges on you alone; where do you place Sanguinius? Where do you place our father? Where do you place Saint Doraemon?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yun's mouth twitched slightly.

Fulgrim's words reminded him of some bad memories.

The Guilliman Heresy was an event that Zhou Yun had cycled through many times in his dreams and still couldn't face with complete indifference.

Having Guilliman and not having Guilliman were really two different feelings, and if Guilliman was an enemy, it was even hellish difficulty.

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