Chapter 127: Ambition for Power

Chapter 127: Ambition for Power

The battle with the daemon legion, with its slaughter of numerous daemons, including no small number of high-ranking ones, caused Lucan's Psy-crystal count to skyrocket. If the Greater Daemon's psychic energy hadn't been directly absorbed by DOOM himself, the number of Psy-crystals would have been even more absurd.

Looking at this balance of Psy-crystals he had never possessed before, Lucan suddenly felt like a nouveau riche.

"Three million… how many Starports could this build… If used to expand the Night Sentinels, I could also create dozens of powerful warriors."

Lucan ultimately still decided to create some more Night Sentinels. The production capacity of his Starports and Factories was already relatively saturated for the current scale of the Mongorte Dynasty.

Combat suits were already starting to pile up and gather dust in the warehouses.

He couldn't possibly sell the jump-capable Gorgons, and even if he built more, he didn't have the population to crew them. There was no need.

And the battle with the daemon legion had also revealed to him the disadvantage of lacking powerful individual warriors.

It was just like when Lucan played Warhammer: Total War. You could choose to play a "shooty" army, but you always needed one or two sufficiently tough frontline units to hold the line.

In the game, a single powerful lord could even tie up several enemy squads, buying time and space for one's own ranged units to deal damage.

And what Lucan lacked were precisely such warriors.

Suddenly, Lucan felt an unusual movement in the Warp. It was the God-Emperor, actually summoning him.

When Lucan switched his consciousness to his Warp projection, the God-Emperor's voice also sounded in his mind.

"Who is he?! Who was that warrior!"

"Him? His name is DOOM. Like me, he doesn't belong to this world. Emperor, I advise you to not get any ideas about him," Lucan warned directly.

And hearing Lucan's words, the God-Emperor also fell silent. He too could feel the power contained within DOOM. And when he had tried to observe the other party in the Warp, the other party had also detected his presence. A deep, inexplicable hatred had made even the Emperor feel a sense of alarm.

"I saw that his armor is the same as that of the warriors under your command! Is there some relationship between them?"

"The power they possess is similar, but it is almost impossible for them to grow to DOOM's level. What is powerful has never been just this ability; what is powerful is DOOM himself. Theoretically, if you let them kill daemons in space for a few hundred million years, perhaps they would have a chance to become as strong as DOOM. But that is impossible, isn't it?"

Lucan's words made the God-Emperor fall silent. But this did provide some hope. The ability to permanently kill daemons, and even to mass-produce such warriors – this was an irresistible temptation for the God-Emperor.

Looking at the silent, cold sun continuously radiating psychic energy before him, Lucan directly returned his consciousness to the material world.

That desire from the Emperor made him unable to help but shiver.

If the God-Emperor weren't unable to figure out the principles behind the technology Lucan possessed, Lucan was even a little worried the God-Emperor might also want to kill him and seize the technology.

After all, everything came from his "golden finger" (System). He even suspected the God-Emperor was "fattening him up like a pig," to see what other good things he could get out of him.

"Can't rely on anyone… still have to rely on myself…"

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Lucan's fleet had not yet returned to Agathos, but news of the victory had already been transmitted back.

Rebecca looked at the message sent back by Lucan, feeling exceptionally invigorated.

The surrounding officials noticed that Rebecca's mood had been exceptionally good recently.

Under Lucan's leadership, the Mongorte Dynasty could be said to have thoroughly become a behemoth in the Koronus Expanse. No one any longer felt the Mongorte Dynasty was just a paper tiger with some fancy equipment.

There was nothing that made her happier than the Mongorte Dynasty becoming powerful.

Under Rebecca's command, the entire Dynasty also began to bustle with activity.

Rebecca ordered her officials to tell every single person on Agathos the news of the Rogue Trader's impending triumphant return.

She even issued a small amount of free work-points to every registered resident of Agathos.

The abundance of living resources gave Rebecca the ability to do these things. Her reason for doing so was to tie the interests of every individual to Lucan's.

For most people, only when material needs were met could they better pursue spiritual happiness.

Rebecca looked at the policies implemented by Lucan. With her keen political sense, she felt that her lord was intentionally reducing the God-Emperor's influence on Agathos.

And as the Dynasty brought more and more benefits to the populace, the words of praise for the Rogue Trader in people's mouths also completely overshadowed the praise for the God-Emperor.

Rebecca didn't dwell on it. What she needed to do was to follow Lucan closely.

Under the protection of her retinue, Rebecca went to the Inquisition's branch office on Agathos. This building, located in the uphive, had been constructed to be exceptionally magnificent.

With a portion of Lucan's resources diverted to it, the entire Inquisition branch was no longer just Ian alone.

A large number of administrative and combat personnel from Agathos filled the various positions within the Inquisition branch.

Ian had even already recruited a considerable number of acolytes.

These acolytes helped Ian solve various problems on Agathos while also learning at his side.

Ian had to admit, these people were really good to use. The Dynasty's control over Agathos was absurdly high.

It was known that in many other hive cities, the underhive and hive bottom were often tacitly not even considered Imperial territory.

He, who was once just an ordinary Inquisitor under Derek, had no right to recruit apprentices. Most of his time was spent completing Derek's orders.

But now, in charge of an entire branch office, he was also, at Lucan's request, cultivating some talent for Lucan.

Ian knew very well in his heart that this was an exchange of interests between him and Lucan, but he did not reject it.

Most Inquisitors would cultivate acolytes and allies. And Ian could now even deploy the Raiders, this army. This already surpassed the power of most Inquisitors in the Expanse.

And Ian also knew very well Lucan's purpose in having him train these acolytes.

That was, Lucan hoped that there could also be some people from within the Mongorte Dynasty who could serve as Inquisitors.

Inquisitors were never produced through some routine assessment or centralized selection.

They were often spotted by another Inquisitor and followed them, constantly being tempered and learning, and finally, only with the joint recommendation of three other Inquisitors and one High Inquisitor could they gain the qualification to become an Inquisitor.

Ian had originally been a bit dismissive of Lucan's ideas. After all, he could take these acolytes to learn, but to make these acolytes truly become Inquisitors, he couldn't do it alone.

However, when he saw the document Rebecca handed him, Ian couldn't help but marvel internally at the scale of Lucan's ambition.

"Inquisitor Ian, please read carefully the document Lord Lucan has given you. Lord Lucan has told me to cooperate fully with you. If you have any resource needs, the Mongorte Dynasty will do its best to satisfy you. Also, Lord Lucan said that since you have done so much for the Dynasty, he intends to give you a gift."

"A gift?!"

"Inquisitor Ian, the Lord Captain will be back soon. You will know when you see him."

And this gift was precisely Lucan's intention to use the Divinity Machine to enhance Ian as well, though it would be a simple enhancement, not including a Praetor Suit.

Political resources were necessary, but if his strength was too weak, Ian wouldn't be able to command respect.

"I understand, Governor Rebecca."

"Praise the God-Emperor. Thank you for your service, Inquisitor Ian. I shall take my leave then."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Rebecca left the Inquisition branch office.

"To have me compete for the position of High Inquisitor, or even higher… and Bishop Holter will even use the influence of the Ecclesiarchy and Lucan's title as a Living Saint to help me?"

Ian looked at the document in his hand and also seemed to have made up his mind.

What was the difference between being content with the status quo and being a salted fish? Even though he was an Inquisitor, with the help of a Living Saint certified by the Ecclesiarchy, he had no reason not to strive for greater power. Lucan wasn't a heretic, after all!

Only in this way could he better control his own destiny. And Ian also began to think about his former colleagues within the Inquisition.

Inquisitors with similar experiences to his were not few. And among those who maintained their loyalty, there were even more with ambition. He could use the existing resources of the Mongorte Dynasty to win over these people. Perhaps he really had a chance to climb to a position he had never dared to imagine before.

(End of Chapter)

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