"Your Majesty, the Luprax forces have been completely annihilated!"
The three pig-headed aliens spoke to the pig-headed leader sitting on the throne before them.
"When has our Sacred Meat Empire ever been treated like this?!" one of them shouted. "We must send an expedition fleet!"
"Order General Grulfan to mobilize the First, Second, Third, and Fourth Fleets!" the leader commanded sternly. "Destroy humanity! Make sure none of them survive! Then, contact the surrounding nations of the human regime and have them sever all diplomatic ties with them."
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This is how aliens now treat all human governments. They isolate and cripple them until human civilizations are powerless, allowing other alien civilizations to thrive. Then, they collectively destroy these human governments.
But what they don't know is whether their methods are the same as Kenthelion's.
According to Kenthelion's ideology, in this second universe, there is no other race. There is only one race—humanity.
The rest?
Must be scorched. Or, more precisely—exterminated.
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"Your Majesty, can we truly please the Omnissiah this way?"
A Mechanicus priest questioned Kenthelion with doubt in his voice.
"Of course," Kenthelion replied, dead serious.
"If you repair the tractor honestly, the machine spirit of the tractor will be pleased. And the Omnissiah will be pleased too."
But deep inside, Kenthelion was muttering to himself,
"Please the Machine God? How about you help me, for once..."
These oil-smeared tech priests always found new ways to be a pain.
They had built an entire city and agricultural base in just a month—on the wreckage of old Terra, a land razed by Imperial bombardments and Space Marine strikes.
Ridiculous infrastructure capabilities.
It stirred something in Kenthelion.
A gene, hidden deep in his DNA, began to awaken…
Minerals. Food. Energy.
The holy trinity of basic needs.
The bare minimum required to lay the foundation of the Imperium Caelestis in this second universe.
Yet resources were scarce.
Then it hit him.
"Wait... don't I have a dimensional portal?"
How did he even forget that?
If he connected multiple universes through the portal, the effects might not be immediate—
But long-term?
Absolutely game-changing.
This second universe would become the frontline of the Imperium Caelestis.
But something was still missing—manpower.
He needed more humans to sustain the coming war.
"When can I summon the Primarchs?"
Kenthelion stared at the system interface.
Still grayed out.
Still locked.
"Why the hell is the mall system still restricted?"
"I want Malcador. And Guilliman. Now."
Seeing the Mechanicus priests moving around the Star Wars droids, ships, and walkers, Kenthelion gave a powerless smile.
Now both sides complemented each other.
At the moment, he didn't have access to the high-tier tech from Iron Man's golden era or the lost age of the Warhammer universe,
So for now, he'd have to rely on substitutes from Star Wars and StarCraft.
Then came the matter of organizing the national education workforce.
Kenthelion found the perfect role for them: teachers.
Some of the freed slave children, still very young, were assigned to study in Imperium Caelestis church schools.
The church priests would indoctrinate them with the concept of human supremacy, along with a variety of useful courses.
Since the religion of the Imperium Caelestis was spreading well,
Kenthelion decided to establish a diocese.
Anyone who followed the faith could preach as much as they wanted—but only within the designated area.
The planet Zhurmok—previously turned into a scorched Earth-like sphere—was now renamed Lex Mechanica, and officially handed over to the Adeptus Mechanicus.
They could now do whatever they wanted with it.
Meanwhile, Arcadion was surrounded by various warbands and gangs, all petitioning the Emperor to use the planet as a training base.
Some unpleasant internal conflicts broke out among the Legions during the negotiation process.
On the other hand, a new Astra Militarum regiment had also been formed, composed of soldiers and freed slaves.
Anyone who wanted to join Kenthelion was welcomed—
As long as they were committed to killing aliens.
Kenthelion named them Aeterna 5th "Flame of Freedom"—a regiment encompassing infantry, armored, and artillery divisions.
The regiment would follow this structural template:
One infantry squad consisted of 20 soldiers, including two melta rifles and one wooden sniper rifle.
Three squads formed one company, equipped with two Leman Russ main battle tanks and various support vehicles.
Three companies made up one battalion, overseen by a political commissar at the company level, and reinforced with heavy weapons teams and corporate-level logistics.
Three battalions formed one legion, with each legion typically assigned to a larger battlegroup and deployed to the frontlines.
In addition, Kenthelion decided that all troops would be equipped according to standard Cadian pattern configurations—armor, gear, and combat doctrine—
ensuring they had the discipline and firepower expected of an elite Astra Militarum regiment.