He never imagined that such a simple task might involve something so terrible.

What’s behind the so-called liberal sect is so terrifying!!

Shure is not ignorant of the outside world.

From the mouths of those Rogue Traders, he knew that a terrifying race was raging in the galaxy.

They will release terrifying monsters that lurk in the human world, slowly corrupting their society, weakening their resistance, and finally devouring them completely.

Shure used a visual intensifier to see the humans around the terrifying monster.

Maybe those guys can no longer be considered human beings.

Their backs are bulging, and their faces are longer and more oval.

Some have even grown extra limbs with razor-sharp claws at the tips.

These guys are no longer human.

But a Genestealer hybrid.

Shure always believed that the battles that took place among the stars could not take place in Vitria.

This is the edge of the Charaton Sector, the edge of the Emperor's Star.

It is small and no one cares about it.

Good luck will not come to this world, and bad luck will not come to this world.

But now, Shure knows that he was wrong.

Vitria is facing an unprecedented crisis.

"We must leave here immediately." A thought came to Shuer's mind.

He must try his best to escape, otherwise he will die here.

Forget about being a hero. In front of those terrifying beasts, hero is undoubtedly a mocking word.

As for warning the plutocrats and nobles, forget it.

Maybe there are monsters among them.

To raise a warning is just asking for death.

Shuer turned around and prepared to escape the same way.

But he found a pair of malicious eyes standing behind him at some point, watching him.

It has a tail covered with barbs, its hands are sharp claws, and its smooth body exudes a slightly putrid smell of mucus.

It has an oval head with a mouth at the front, which is full of sharp teeth.

"The Emperor is here." Schur wanted to raise his gun and shoot, but was thrown to the ground by the opponent.

These gene seeds will distort his genetic spiral and thoughts.

Fortunately, Schur didn't drop the gun in his hand.

He seized an opportunity and took the opportunity to shoot, hitting the opponent's body.

The monster let out a scream and subconsciously let go of the limbs controlling Shur.

Shuer took the opportunity to break away, turned around and ran away.

The monster did not pursue him, but watched the other person's escape with malicious eyes.

Everything returns to the great mother body.

The twisted gene has been planted, and that human being will become part of the mother body, so there is absolutely no need to pursue it.

Vitria Legislative Hall.

The hall is decorated with exquisite sculptures and portraits.

These sculptures and portraits are all of past planetary governors.

In the eyes of many congressmen, these governors are respectable people.

They established the Vitria system so that the excellent genes of mankind can be preserved from generation to generation.

In this cruel galaxy, only the best can control everything.

This is the unchanging truth.

The two arrays of meditators embedded in the wall are emitting a faint flickering light.

Accompanied by the hum of machinery.

A holographic projection appeared in front of each member of Congress, showing them the theme of this meeting.

"This is the most shameful betrayal of us."

A man in rich clothes looked at the notification sent from the depths of the starry sky.

Cursing fiercely.

Like a devout follower of the Emperor seeing a shameful heresy.

The Legislative Hall is very large, with hundreds of seats.

Sitting on these seats were members of the various plutocrats.

Judging from their family background and background, they are undoubtedly the most outstanding group of people.

Each one is a descendant of a thousand-year-old family, and has received all kinds of education and life that ordinary people can't imagine since childhood.

Elegant and noble.

They are more like the masters of the planet than those civilians.

In fact, they are indeed the masters of this planet.

At this moment, they are discussing some upcoming matters.

They are the highest representatives of power in the world.

The whole world runs under their will.

Unfortunately, they will soon be gone.

Officials appointed by the Primarch are on their way, and merchants loyal to the Primarch will take over their share of commerce and take over the planet's industrial assets.

In other words, they will lose everything.

"The original body should not be awakened. He will only make everything chaotic and make the originally well-functioning system worse. The law of the jungle is the law of the world, but he wants to use his own power to change this established fact.

, this is undoubtedly a huge mistake."

A young congressman also stood up.

The tone was indignant and full of anger.

With thousands of years of accumulation in his family, why should he be on an equal footing with those common people?

Is there fairness in this world?

Does this world still have meaning?

The various decisions made by the original body are simply ridiculous.

Three-year-old children can do a thousand times better than him.

Those people's parents deserve to be the playthings of outstanding people like them if they don't work hard.

Why take away their power and wealth to accommodate those incompetent trash?

The reason why those people can only become workers and homeless people is because they are useless, right?

Why should we let good people accommodate themselves to rubbish!!

How can there be such truth in this world??

"It is absolutely impossible for mankind's salvation to happen in his hands. His decision is stupid and ignorant. I have never seen anyone succeed against the will of the people. The entire empire is against him, but he insists on his own way."

Another elderly congressman also spoke.

He has lived for more than three centuries.

He considers himself loyal to the Empire and the Emperor.

The various decisions of the Primarch were the greatest betrayal to humanity, the Empire, and the Emperor.

All the time, you can hear from the mouths of merchants the complaints of nobles from other worlds about the various decisions of the Primarch.

These complaints are public opinion.

If you go against the will of the people, even the original body will fail.

"But what can we do? All power is in his hands. Those armies are headed by him, and we can't do anything."

Someone sighed.

One sentence calmed down the angry crowd.
To be continued...