Chapter 662: Now, please welcome the Imperial War Marshal——

As the First Legion poured in, the people of the empire finally saw the supreme majesty of the Eldest Son of God again after ten thousand years.

There was no flashy opening introduction, and the First Legion did not need any praise. Since their entrance, the tall warriors in green armor left everyone with only one impression: strong!

Three Queen of Glory-class battleships, which had been repaired and put into service again, streaked across the horizon, proving the strength of the First Legion with their numbers. Their weathered and bloodstained armor proved that they were not only a sharp blade for external expansion, but also a sharp knife for internal suppression.

As the first Primarch created by the Emperor and as the first Space Marines manufactured by the Emperor, the First Legion has been the spearhead of the entire Empire since its birth.

Weapons and equipment were specially supplied, and legion personnel were given priority. When the Great Crusade was launched, almost all legions' systems were modeled after the Dark Angels, using them as a template for localized changes.

The son of the Lion King did not need to tell anyone. Even the people of the empire could feel the savage power beneath the green armor. Coupled with the brutal reputation accumulated by the First Legion, any small movement with the slightest intention would be suppressed. Deathly silence became the only main theme in the square.

The Dark Angels’ powerful military presence shocked everyone as soon as they appeared on the stage, suppressing all shouts and reminding the crowd of the supreme respect and fear they had for the Emperor’s Angel of Death.

After the Dark Angel left, the tall Doom Slayer came from afar. His pointed helmet, which was different from that of ordinary people, gave the crowd endless reverie. Coupled with the heavy Terminator armor worn by all members, even though their numbers were small, they gave the crowd a sense of reliability from the bottom of their hearts.

The somewhat silly Second Legion greatly eased the crowd's suppressed nerves, just like drinking a cup of warm and comfortable milk tea on a cold day, and everyone praised these tall warriors from the bottom of their hearts.

It was just that when the Second Legion passed by, some suspicious tiny hairs suddenly floated in the air, but the sacred land could not be defiled by others. Malcador waved his hand and brought up a breeze, which blew away these unknown small flaws.

According to the legion numbers, all the Astartes Legions under the Primarch entered one after another, giving the crowds who bought tickets to enter the venue to watch the performance a feast for the eyes, which was truly worth the money.

The Heavy Armored Group of the Iron Phoenix, the Earth and Earth Phalanx of the Iron Warriors, the Death Rangers of the Khan, wave after wave, always let people see their favorite styles, attracting countless crazy fans to scream wildly.

But compared to these regular troops, after the Blood Angels, the crowd instantly reached a new climax, not for anything else, but because Blackwatch had arrived.

After Primarisization, all of them were 2.2 meters tall, making the Black Watch's black armor with yellow edges look very neat. The unique and strange halo on their helmets attracted countless oilmen to howl with excitement:

"Quack! Om Messiah, the God of All Machines is watching me."

Hogg is very good at marketing. He doesn't need to use scars and blood to show his strength. Every Blackwatch will use chain lightning to repair his armor to highlight that he is rich. And as long as he is fashionable enough, he will never have to worry about not having crazy fans.

Instead of using standard imperial weapons, each Black Watch was issued a giant Guandao that glowed with a faint green light. Compared with the short figures, the giant weapon further stimulated the Imperials' XP.

Perhaps because the Space Marines have seen too many of them, the Imperials' threshold has gradually increased, but the Black Watch is different. Their phalanx contains very few people. Behind the Astartes is a tall knight with bone wings on his back and a bone crown on his head.

Everyone who sees Shafulin cannot help but admire her stunning beauty. The 22 specially selected powerful demons behind her form the ultimate combination of beauty and the beast.

As for whether anyone would feel that this was heresy, no one dared to say it. Anyone who had such an idea would feel a cold gaze staring at them from beside the Emperor, as if if they dared to say a word, an invisible tentacle would crush them on the spot.

Not only that, after the infantry phalanx, Blackwatch's unique Dream Beast Group followed in. Under each knight was a 7-meter-tall Hive Tyrant covered with a chitinous shell, demonstrating Blackwatch's unique breeding culture.

Above the Dream Creation Beasts, there was also the Bliss Angels floating in midair. Their unique and beautiful appearance attracted the excited cheers of the old perverts, which greatly alleviated the impact of the Burning Legion. The Emperor's fists were hardened when he saw the enthusiasm of the masses. Seeing that the enthusiasm of the masses had been mobilized, Hogg urged the power of the Star God, tore open a giant portal in the square, and summoned the Titan cluster that had been ready for battle.

As soon as the divine machine entered the arena, everyone held their breath. Countless mechanical trainers climaxed on the spot and sprayed the people around them with machine oil.

At this point, everyone believed that His Highness Hogg would become the new Grand Marshal of the Empire, but Hogg was not something that mortals could fathom. The divine machine instantly dropped several banners:
"Blackwatch Military Workshop's annual big sale, no more than 13888, all discounted, only 888, take the Plasma Melta Bolter home!

Are you still suffering from alien persecution? Are you still suffering from chaos corruption? Are you still envious of your neighbors who are richer and more powerful than you?

Black Watch provides special combat potion. One shot can refresh your mind, two shots can get rid of troubles, and three shots can make you immortal. For the hotline, please dial 114514 and choose the First Hive Research Institute in the Alicia Sector as the area code!

For combat potions, I only choose the Hive First Research Institute! If he is good, so am I!"

Along with the giant advertising banner, there was a holographic projection that moved with the Titan. On the open-air platform above its head, there was an Eldar dance troupe singing and dancing to exciting tunes, led by the Eldar goddess Aisha.

If one has good eyesight, one can see that the sound system dancing in the wind is actually made from two large demon skulls.

The people welcomed the spectacle wholeheartedly, and all shouted "Long live the Lord of Black Light". Even the four vendors who were watching the live broadcast through the Kara network in the subspace shed tears of relief.

"Chaos Warmaster Hogg, we love you!"

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The tide of the warp explains everything. Anyone who possesses psychic talent feels endless joy coming from the sea of ​​souls.

Even though they were in Holy Terra, where the Emperor's power was the strongest, four rays of divine light descended from the sky, red, blue, purple and green, to build momentum and fame for Black Watch.

"Good brother, in my heart!"

As if in response, Hogg, who was sitting on the podium, looked up to the sky and expressed his most sincere feelings at the moment, but before he could finish, a pair of large hands in golden armor pressed on the water dispenser above his head.

"Little bastard, today is a happy day, don't be too angry!"

"Bah, Old Man Huang, today is a happy day. Don't force me to beat you. If young people don't have a lot of energy, how can they still be called young people? If it were you, I'd say you shouldn't even hold an election. Just elect me as your war commander."

As Hogg finished his words, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. Some people were just watching the show, some were aggrieved like kittens, some were confused with their mouth corners raised wildly, and some, led by Mortarion, ran behind Hogg and confronted the Emperor.

But the Emperor didn't care and continued to maintain his fake smile, which made Hogg and all the Primarchs feel creepy.

As the following legions passed by one after another and it was the turn of the Celestial Army to enter, Hogg cursed on the spot, pointing at the figure in front of the Golden Armored Guards and sneered:
"This is a shady deal! This is a fucking shady deal!"

(End of this chapter)