Undoubtedly, although Noah's Webway War on Terra delayed the advance of the Chaos Daemons.
However, the Chaos Daemon forces were not just daemons; they also possessed a large number of traitor Space Marines.
These traitors were indeed a powerful force; they served as the vanguard when the Chaos Daemons were unable to launch attacks on various territories of the Imperium of Man.
It was under the influence of these traitors that Noah, who had returned to his colony, realized that these Chaos traitors should also be eliminated.
Although this Imperial World was not annihilated by the Chaos Space Marines due to Noah's timely deployment of troops for support, the loss of human citizens on it was still unacceptable to Noah.
When the battle ended, the governor of this Imperial World was also brought before Noah by the Patrol Fleet.
The news of Noah becoming the Imperium of Man's solar lord imperial warmaster had already been announced throughout the galaxy by the Astropathic Choir; this was an order from the Emperor, so this Imperial governor naturally knew who Noah was.
Upon seeing Noah, he first performed an aquila salute, then knelt down.
"Greetings, Sun Lord, thank you for sending troops to support the world of Keltaros; I am extremely grateful to you."
The solar lord imperial warmaster represents the will of the God-Emperor, especially since Noah was personally appointed by the Emperor as the solar lord imperial warmaster; his significance and representation were no less than the Emperor's personal presence.
Therefore, let alone a governor kneeling on the ground and speaking to Noah, even the Sector governor of the Segmentum Tempestus must show sufficient respect to Noah.
"No need for such formality." Noah did not like having fellow humans kneel before him, even if this fellow human looked very abstract.
"Since you are a human, I will naturally help you. Be proud of your identity as a human."
"To prevent your planet from suffering another Chaos attack, I will dispatch two Space Marine Chapters to garrison it. This will effectively help you defend your planet and protect the human citizens on it."
"Besides, I have understood the situation on your planet. From now on, you will directly submit your tithe to me. You do not need to pay taxes to the Administratum, and the Administratum will no longer levy taxes from you. In return for your tax payment, I will provide you with a supply of food."
"My only request is to properly settle the human citizens on your planet; do not let them live the same kind of life as before. At least ensure they have enough to eat."
Noah, in a few words, laid out his arrangements for this governor.
To be honest, he was a rational person, and precisely because he was a rational person, he did not impose the demands of the Terran Federation on the governor before him.
Noah chose to lower his demands, trying to align with the current reality as much as possible.
Therefore, his request was very simple: ensure that all those fellow humans had enough to eat and did not live the same kind of life as before.
As for other matters, they could be arranged slowly later.
Anyway, according to the standards of the Imperium of Man, that planet only needed to be allocated 40 units of food each month, which would be more than enough.
"Yes, your command!" The governor chose to obey Noah's arrangements and orders.
The difference in status and power between the two was too great; facing the direct orders from Noah, he had no room for rebuttal or qualification to resist.
However, after the two rounds of conversation, the governor did not leave immediately but remained kneeling in place. He seemed to have something to say but was unsure whether he should say it.
"What? Do you have something you want to tell me? Don't be so hesitant; just say it directly. My time is precious."
Noah naturally saw at a glance that the governor below seemed to have something to say, so he motioned for the other party to just speak up.
Efficiency was paramount; such hesitation would lead to no efficiency and was purely a waste of time.
Under Noah's urging and Indication, the governor's mind raced for a few moments, and he finally made up his mind to directly state the information.
"On my planet, there once appeared an individual suspected of being an Imperial Primarch. He should be Lion King, but I am not sure if he is."
"He was discovered by an ordinary PDF soldier. After discovering this Primarch, I once sent people to invite him, but when our army arrived, there was no trace, as if he had never existed."
The governor's expression was still slightly puzzled when he said this, as he was a little unclear why this was the case.
"I know this news. You did well. The Imperium needs more Primarchs to work. I hope this one's physical capabilities are similar to Guilliman's.
I will order troops to search for this so-called Primarch. If possible, I will personally capture him and send him back to Terra."
Noah was quite satisfied with this news, after all, the appearance of an additional Primarch meant that someone could share Guilliman's workload.
To be honest, he had already learned about the Imperium of Man's abstract administrative efficiency through the people he had sent out. He was a little worried that this 13th Primarch might die from exhaustion under a mountain of documents.
To ensure this would not happen, Noah decided to find him some helpers.
It was impossible to send his own administrators to Guilliman anymore, because his many colony planets also needed administrative officials.
In such a situation, there was no better solution than to capture another Primarch and throw him back to Terra to work.
"As a reward for reporting this news, I will have someone transport a batch of food to your side, allowing you to initially complete the work of pacifying the populace."
"Be sure to properly appease your fellow humans below, otherwise, do not blame me for coming to find you personally."
Noah chose to give a decent reward to the governor who reported such news, and at the same time, he motioned for the other party to leave.
Meeting with this governor for such a long time could be said to have shown him great respect.
At the same time, for a governor, this amount of audience time could already be considered his honor.
The governor was led away by the surrounding PDF, and after he left, Noah stood up once again and returned to his laboratory.
He was going to continue to decipher the federation's military technology, and at the same time, he also had to continue to research how to create more xenos.
Only in this way could powerful Psionic Legions be created to retaliate and counter the Four Chaos Gods.
Although the Webway War was victorious and dealt a blow to the Four Chaos Gods, Noah considered such a blow to be insignificant.
No matter how fierce such a blow was, it still did not harm the root of the Chaos Gods, or even cause them any damage at all.
Noah was not satisfied with such an effect, so he decided to continue researching his military technology and zelo manufacturing techniques.
Due to Noah's existence, Roboute Guilliman gained ample time to mobilize a large number of Imperial warships.
Also due to Noah's existence, the number of Space Marine troops that the Imperium could mobilize surged.
Over 20 million Space Marines, in conjunction with the Imperial Fleet, provided support to various parts of the Imperium.
While Noah was conducting the Webway War and researching in his laboratory for over a year, the Indomitus Crusade was also proceeding in full swing.
Wherever the Imperium of Man's army went, whether it was heretics or Imperial World governors intending to resist, they immediately began to pledge allegiance to the Imperial Army.
The various expeditionary forces continuously fought their way in different directions across the galaxy, and the First Fleet led by the Primarch himself sailed between star systems, braving the turbulent Warp.
The imperial regent's army swept away the Daemonic forces rampant in the Gashalamo, Logres, and Taran star systems.
On Planet Ophelia VII in the Storm System, the expeditionary force rescued the surviving inhabitants from the enslavement of Tzeentch's Daemons.
After the Great Rift opened, many hive Worlds fell into chaos; for example, Necromunda saw a large-scale rebellion.
But once news of the Primarch's expeditionary force approaching reached the planet, these rebellions quickly quelled themselves.
And when the Imperial Army arrived at the famous Death World of Catachan.
The expeditionary force was even surprised to find that the Chaos Gods enemies intending to invade had already been annihilated by the formidable Catachan Jungle Fighters.
Guilliman's fleet was thus able to rest and resupply there.
Many Imperial citizens who survived the eternal night catastrophe were greatly inspired after seeing Roboute Guilliman leading the Indomitus Crusade.
In this Primarch, people saw the glorious human history that only existed in mythical stories.
And this is why Noah did not intend to personally lead the Indomitus Crusade to launch a reclamation operation against the Imperium of Man's territory.
Because Guilliman is the so-called primarch, although Noah does not believe in this so-called religion, and although the Terran Federation has never had so-called gods high above.
Although in the federation, so-called gods are merely civil servants, and civil servants who must serve the people.
However, in the warhammer universe, Noah had to admit that the role of divine faith was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Faith is indeed effective at times, especially for the Imperium of Man, this absurd interstellar empire.
Faith is the bond that tightly connects humanity in this universe.
Now, coupled with the Ecclesiarchy's vigorous propaganda, the news that the primarch is leading a great army to fight for humanity.
This has rekindled hope for countless people.
These soft influences cannot be compared to Noah personally launching a conquest, because this is the reputation of the Emperor in this universe.
However, the process of the Indomitus Crusade was not entirely composed of victories and glory.
Although under Noah's influence, and Guilliman originally having this inclination, the two of them reached a consensus, committing to saving as many people as possible.
But precisely because of this, many planets had to be sacrificed; Guilliman once condemned countless people to death in the name of glory.
The expeditionary fleet arrived at worlds that could not hold on and had been completely corrupted by Chaos Gods.
Worlds that have been completely corrupted, even Noah cannot save them; all that can be done is to send titans to cleanse them and then rebuild their ecology.
On these unsalvageable planets, Guilliman could only seek revenge against the enemy.
Even in some treacherous war zones, because the enemy's power was too great, the Imperium's revenge could not be achieved immediately.
It's not that the number of Space Marines is insufficient, but simply that the Imperium of Man's warships are not powerful enough, nor numerous enough.
War in the stars is not achieved by powerful soldiers; the most important factor is the vast fleets that cover the sky.
When the enemy's fleet is powerful enough, no matter how many Space Marines you have, you may not be able to get close to him.
The titan machine spirit walking on the ground is almost a symbol of invincibility in the eyes of many, but when it encounters a strike cruiser preparing for orbital bombardment, it still faces only annihilation.
Under such circumstances, the Indomitus Crusade could only bypass certain enemy war zones, avoiding getting entangled in prolonged wars of attrition and stalemates.
Therefore, even in the areas traversed by the crusade, countless Imperial citizens remained under the control of Chaos Gods.
This scar, now spanning the galaxy, has completely changed the nature of warfare between the stellaris and influences the future actions of all factions.
The orks call the Great Rift 'Gork's Grin,' the Eldar refer to it as 'Dath'sidian' in their language.
The Tau call it the 'Devourer of Hope.'
And with the progress of the human Indomitus Crusade, the rekindled light of the astronomican, while continuously dispelling the Warp storms spreading across the southern Terra-side of the galaxy.
However, the situation of those Imperial Worlds on the other side of the galaxy, blocked by the Great Rift, where Noah is located, remains unclear.
If Noah were not on this side of the Great Rift, perhaps the Imperial Worlds here would face even more terrifying circumstances.
At the same time, Noah's presence also provided the Imperial Army with a navigable route to this side of the Great Rift.
Webway travel truly helped the Imperial Army a great deal; otherwise, the Imperial Army would not have been able to reach the other side of the Great Rift.
Currently, besides directly using the Webway route established by Noah, the Imperial Army's only remaining path is through the fortress world of Cadia.
There is a route there called the Nachmund Gauntlet, which offers a relatively stable passage to the other side of the Great Rift.
Undoubtedly, apart from the Webway route, this corridor has become the most strategically important location for the Imperium of Man and the entire galaxy.
Forces from different races and factions all want to control this route, although the Imperium of Man does not have only this one path to reach the 'dark side' of the Imperium.
However, in the view of both Noah and Guilliman, this path cannot be lost.
Under such circumstances, a series of large-scale melees will massively erupt here.
Of course, for now, Guilliman's priority is still to first reclaim the sacred territories of the Imperium, bringing all these regions back under the rule of the Imperium of Man.
Meanwhile, Noah continues to research how to mass-produce zelo.
He wants to create his Psionic Legion.
He must strike and punish the Chaos Gods of the Warp; otherwise, letting these four Chaos Gods appear wantonly before him makes Noah feel somewhat humiliated.
To be honest, if any of these Chaos Gods were to appear in the real universe for a one-on-one fight, Noah's combat robot could banish any of them.
After all, in the physical universe, Chaos Gods can never be a match for the Terran Federation's military combat robot.
These are the Terran Federation's top-tier combat robots, whose combat power is not something ordinary gods can contend with.
But the trouble lies here.
These guys prefer to hide in the Warp, which significantly reduces the effectiveness of military combat robot attacks against them.
At the same time, the environment of the Warp also makes the Chaos Gods stronger, so to fight them, one can only rely on the Psionic Legion.
A year's time could be said to have passed in a flash. After more than a year of research, Noah finally managed to produce some small-scale, hand-crafted Zerolites.
Noah himself was incredibly powerful, but to produce high-precision resources, a complete industrial system was needed.
A single Level 10 scientist could not achieve this within such a short time, even if Noah personally undertook it, it would take 20 years.
Under these circumstances, Noah had no choice but to settle for a secondary approach, turning to small-scale production and hand-crafting.
After a year of research, he finally had some leads. Using the remains of some peculiar creatures discovered during this period, combined with some resources he possessed, he began small-scale hand-crafting.
Subsequently, the first Psionic Legion completed its production and research in the four months following that year.
A Psionic Legion of 1 million, capable of clashing head-on with Greater Daemons, was assembled.
If these legionnaires pooled their psionic energy, the resulting psionics entity, according to Noah's current data model, could even exchange a few blows with Nurgle.
The first Chaos God to provoke Noah was Nurgle, so Noah simply set his sights on Nurgle. No matter what he did, it was aimed at Nurgle.
Through various data collected by the Imperium of Man and his own analysis of the combat data from his encounter with Nurgle, Noah created a combat model specifically for Nurgle.
Although the combat model couldn't precisely simulate Nurgle's combat power, it was currently the only database that could be compared with a Chaos God.
As for whether this model would be accurate and complete in the future, that would only be known after a few more engagements with Nurgle.
From the current situation, the first phase of the Psionic Legion was not yet strong enough.
But it didn't matter; it would become increasingly powerful later on. The strength of the Psionic Legion was not determined by technology, but by the quantity of Zerolites.
As long as Noah could continuously pour in more Zerolites, the combat power of these Psionic Legions would become increasingly formidable.
To ensure the stability of the Webway, and also to continue annoying the Chaos Gods, Noah's first Psionic Legion was not stationed on Thuban.
Considering the importance of the Golden Throne, Noah dispatched the first Psionic Legion to Terra and stationed them there, responsible for eradicating all Chaos Daemons around the Webway.
Using the Psionic Legion to offer them a greater lure and more powerful lethality.
At the same time, it also served to train the Psionic Legion, as besides being enhanced by Zerolites, Psykers could still strengthen their psionic abilities through their own cultivation.
Under the trials of war, life, and death, the Psykers' psionic abilities would also rapidly increase, as the cultivation method of the Psionic Legion was entirely different from other Psykers in this universe.
They absorbed energy from the Warp while converting this energy into their own, and at the same time, their firm inner will also became their psionics.
Their attacks were not about drawing energy from the Warp to launch attacks; their attacks originated from themselves.
The cultivation methods and Psykers comparable to them should be the Emperor himself and the Perpetuals.
When 1 million Psykers arrived on Terra, the Emperor felt more at ease.
He sat on his Golden Throne with greater peace of mind, his daily entertainment becoming watching troops slaughter each other from the throne, watching Psykers unleash carnage and eliminate Chaos Daemons.
Watching his Custodian Guard forces grow in number, then deployed to battlefields one after another, watching the human situation steadily improve, the Emperor's heart was filled with satisfaction.
Since he sat on the Golden Throne until now, he had rarely felt this good, and now he was once again experiencing this feeling of satisfaction – it was truly wonderful!
Besides eliminating Daemons daily, another task of the Psionic Legion was to purify the Emperor's toxins.
Although these Psykers were not incredibly powerful, there were enough of them.
Under their purification, although the Emperor's toxins were still steadily increasing, the rate of increase had been reduced by a full one-third compared to before.
The reduction in toxins meant that the Emperor's suffering while sitting on the Golden Throne was also greatly reduced.
A one-third reduction in pain compared to before was even more joyful for the Emperor.
If Noah could send two Psionic Legions to help him purify, then sitting on the Golden Throne would no longer be a torment for him.
Life would immediately improve, and his body would also become more comfortable under the Psionic Legion's purification.
Everything in the Imperium of Man seemed to be thriving, even though the Imperium was split in two by the Great Rift, it was nothing.
The Imperium of Man was getting better and better, but Abaddon had been incredibly frustrated during this time.
God knows how he got through this past year; battlefronts were in crisis everywhere.
Guilliman's Indomitus Crusade was pushing the Black Legion back repeatedly.
If that were all, it would be fine, but what made him even more uncomfortable was encountering an incredibly bizarre planet.
The Imperial industrial world of Palostevan.
This was a world in the Imperium Nihilus. When he saw this world, his first thought was to bring it under his rule.
After all, industrial worlds could provide an abundance of output.
The Black Legion also needed supplies, and relying solely on those Dark Mechanicum cults couldn't provide sufficient provisions. Therefore, when Abaddon saw this industrial world, he was practically drooling.
But for some unknown reason, when he launched an attack on this world, there were more than 10,000 Space Marines on it who engaged him in a fierce battle.
The war lasted for a full two months.
The Black Legion's fleet held orbital supremacy, but they couldn't break into this small industrial world no matter what.
Later, for some unknown reason, the enemy's Space Marines seemed to grow in number the more they fought. If it weren't for his swift retreat, with a warning in his heart telling him to run quickly, he genuinely feared those Space Marines would just fly up in their gunships, melt through his warships, and conduct a righteous boarding action against him.
And this was not the most frustrating thing he encountered in the Imperium Nihilus. He had encountered similar incidents more than a dozen times in the Nihilus.
Abaddon utterly hated those Space Marines wearing silver power armor.
But helplessly, when he consolidated all the incidents, he tragically discovered that the number of Space Marines on this one planet alone exceeded at least 200,000.
And besides that, he also received messages from other forces and Chaos warbands.
After adding up all the Space Marines encountered by other factions, he arrived at a number that made his balls ache.
11 million!
Yes, 11 million Space Marines were discovered by him and deployed in the Imperium Nihilus to fight him.
With such a massive force, Abaddon had reason to suspect that if they weren't lacking warships, he would probably be utterly crushed.
Even though Abaddon instinctively denied this number after calculating it.
But it was no use.
Because numbers don't lie; he had indeed calculated 11 million Space Marines.
Now, as the Warmaster jointly promoted by the Four Chaos Gods, he was quite clear that the number he calculated was absolutely correct.
This meant that he now had to face at least tens of millions of Space Marines in the Imperium Nihilus.
According to his plan, after the Black Crusade was completed, the Imperium of Man should have been split in two and begun its gradual decline, but what the hell was this?
He wasn't sure what the current situation of the Imperium of Man was, but he could clearly discern that the Imperium of Man now possessed a large number of Space Marines deployed in the Imperium Nihilus.
Even if these forces had not yet been sent to all planets, Abaddon still drew a sharp breath.