Guilliman's voice was firm, powerful, and full of authority.
It was like a thousand cannons roaring at the same time, spreading across the entire battlefield so that every soldier holding a weapon could hear it clearly.
"Fight for the Lords of Ultramar, fight for the Holy Emperor."
Sicarius, who was standing next to the Primarch, roared immediately.
The power sword in his hand made a crackling sound for the first time.
With his superb swordsmanship, he easily killed those demons and thugs.
Black Templar Grand Marshal Amalek, Inquisitor Grey, and many Imperial heroes who followed the Primarch to Terra also raised a battle cry together.
They marched forward in formation, unstoppable.
In front of the high-spirited imperial troops, those demons were easily crushed like ants.
Those disgusting limbs were turned into dust and completely wiped out in the face of the incomparable power.
Some warriors of the Dark Angels Chapter who had completed the Primaris upgrade also joined the expedition fleet.
Their appearance represents the will of Grand Master Azrael.
The Dark Angels Chapter stood firmly on the side of the Primarch.
Plus the Space Wolves, White Scars, Raven Guard and more.
Guilliman has the support of numerous parent chapters.
This is a symbol, and also represents an unimaginably powerful force that is wielded by Guilliman.
The parent group has unimaginable appeal to its child groups.
The recognition of Guilliman by the parent chapter also means that numerous daughter chapters recognize Guilliman.
The Imperial Fists Chapter that headed to Beta-Garmon, as well as the Iron Hands Chapter, had also sworn allegiance to Guilliman.
It can be said that more than eighty percent of the warbands in the entire empire are in the hands of the Imperial Regent, Guilliman.
In the empire, he is already the undisputed uncrowned king.
Even the Custodes had to admit that today, with the Emperor sitting on the Golden Throne and many Primarchs missing, their whereabouts unknown.
Guilliman is already the de facto ruler of the Empire.
It can even be said that he is the second generation of human masters, the new emperor of mankind.
No human force can shake his position.
On the battlefield, countless heroes of the empire walked out from the pillars of light.
They formed into a battle formation and launched a counterattack against the demons and thugs.
The Astra Militarum Corps, armed to the teeth, continued to pour out their firepower.
Combined with high-altitude bombing, humanity's counterattack is no longer something that demons and thugs can stop.
In the face of the humans' violent firepower, the demon army that was originally aggressive and wanted to approach the palace was quickly beaten to pieces.
The grand, long and inspiring hymn continues.
The singing strengthened the human side and constantly weakened the demons.
The Blood God's domain was shattered bit by bit.
The scarlet in the sky was slowly fading and gradually returning to normal.
The demon's power also decreased.
Being efficiently slaughtered by many heroes of the Empire.
In Terra's low-Earth orbit, Celestine's ship, the Emperor's Glory, is constantly releasing the power of the Emperor.
Countless believers sang together, their wills gathered together and transformed through the lighthouse into a force that was strong enough to fight against the Blood God's domain.
This is a miracle.
To ordinary people, this is nothing short of a miracle.
The state religion arks wandering in the solar system were all moving towards the ship where Celestine was.
The flagellants, whose bodies were covered in blood and wounds, howled and wailed, shedding tears of excitement for being able to witness such a sacred scene.
Those devout priests got on all fours, knelt on the ground devoutly, begging for the salvation of the God-Emperor and singing praises to the saints and the great Primarch.
The emotions they expressed in their prayers to the God-Emperor were also collected by the Lighthouse, thus forming an even more powerful force.
This force suppressed the demons on Terra, forcing them to fight human forces under heavy pressure, which put them at a great disadvantage.
Faced with all the unfavorable circumstances, the great demon was quickly defeated in the siege.
They are powerful.
Space Marines who have undergone Primaris upgrades are no slouch either.
Some warriors have even awakened and begun to master the powerful enhancement brought to them by the Heart of Guilliman, embarking on the path of becoming a true demigod.
This is an extremely powerful force that makes them far superior to the past and gives them the hope of becoming the most powerful human warriors.
This is Guilliman's gift.
A completely new technology that has never been seen before.
Under siege by Grey Knights, Primaris Space Marines and Sisters of Silence.
Those big demons burning with black fire fell one after another.
They waved their weapons in vain, trying to hold out longer under the siege of the Grey Knights and Primaris Space Marines.
However, faced with overwhelming military superiority.
There is absolutely nothing they can do.
One after another they were driven back.
Angron was trampled under Guilliman's feet and could only roar helplessly.
This is a great shame and humiliation.
But he couldn't do anything.
After ten thousand years, he thought he had far surpassed the ever-sleeping Guilliman.
It was not until this fight that he realized how wrong he was.
He was no match for Guilliman.
He was defeated so easily by the opponent and was stepped on, which was humiliating to the extreme.
The big demon that was so arrogant just now was quickly wiped out.
Their huge bodies collapsed under the bombardment of countless artillery fire, making a loud rumbling sound and emitting a poisonous smell of blood.
When the low-level demons and thugs saw this scene, they fled in all directions.
The carnival was over, and what followed was a bloody and brutal massacre.
The Empire will show no mercy.
Anyone who has attempted to bring the Empire to ruin will pay a heavy price.
Thousands of troops filled the gap in the line and pushed forward beyond the Lion Gate.
Demons and thugs were crushed to pieces by the torrent of steel.
Building after building was recaptured and cleaned up.
The thugs had nowhere to escape. Even if they hid in abandoned buildings, they would be dragged out one by one and shot in public.
Their bodies were piled together and cremated.
Those buildings that were distorted by the Warp and covered in Chaos flesh and blood returned to normal under the purification of the flamethrowers, but they inevitably became charred.
On the other side, under the gaze of countless Imperial soldiers, the Demon Primarch Angron was pushed onto the execution platform.
This is Guilliman's order.
He would personally execute Angron and announce his return.
For some special reasons, Guilliman did not intend to use the Sword of the Emperor to completely annihilate Angron's soul.
A living Angron would be more suitable for his plans.
It's time to have some fun with the demons of the Warp.
No one can deny the power of Chaos.
But they are not omnipotent.
Or in other words, nothing is omnipotent.
Anyone who claims to possess this characteristic is, without exception, a liar.
The universe is evolving, everything is created from nothing, and even the truth itself is constantly changing, collapsing, and reshaping.
The concept of omnipotence is relative and does not really exist.
The Chaos Gods rule over their realms in the Warp and have countless demons serving them.
They can also affect the real universe, and countless wars have broken out because of them.
The ignorant people regarded it as an invincible god and were terrified of it. They dared not have any contact with it for fear of going astray.
Guilliman didn't care at all. The Warp couldn't corrupt him, so he was naturally fearless.
He knew that the Chaos Gods were not as united as people imagined.
Those demons are actually full of contradictions, and there is no communication or trust between them.
There is no doubt that Angron is a good breakthrough.
As long as one of them can be pried open, they will fall into chaos, fighting each other constantly and having no time to care about the real universe.
This is not Guilliman's delusion. The Chaos Powers have been fighting on the Eternal Battlefield for countless years.
Their hatred for each other is greater than their hostility towards humans.
Given the two options of killing humans or killing their fellow Warp-mates who are also Chaos powers, they will choose the latter without hesitation.
The history of human beings is less than a fraction of the history of the universe.
The Chaos Powers would not care about a tiny, short-lived species.
They just treat it as part of their game.
The eternal battlefield is one part, and the real universe is also one part.
The reason why humans were chosen by them is not because humans have any potential, nor because humans are special.
But it is in this era that human activities are most frequent.
For this reason, they chose humans to fight and confront each other in the universe as part of their way of pleasing them.
Humans are pawns used for the gods' amusement.
But chess pieces can sometimes become chess players.
As long as you can grasp the opponent's weakness, you can guide the opponent to achieve your goal.
On the platform, Guilliman raised the battle axe blessed by the Grey Knights. He was ready to kill Angron personally, which would be more shocking.
Angron was tied tightly with countless chains.
His head was pressed firmly on the execution platform by a mechanical device, just like an ancient death row prisoner.
"Logically speaking, a slave should not be executed by the imperial regent himself, but you and I were once brothers!
I know you will not die, Angron, you will be reborn in the warp. But I don't care. A coward who dares not resist has nothing to fear. You dare not resist Khorne, you dare not resist Lorgar, you dare not resist me, you will only cowardly hide in the warp, away from my sight. In that case, you are no different from being dead to me. "
Angron's eyes were blazing with anger, and he roared with unspeakable rage.
He could tell Guilliman was humiliating him.
But now, he was powerless and could only endure such humiliation.
Guilliman swung his axe and struck Angron's head, and the head with the burning demon horns fell to the ground with a loud thud.
After rolling a few times, the black fire covering the head slowly disappeared, leaving only the hideous head with the butcher's nails implanted in it.
An honorable veteran next to him raised his head, then raised the power sword in his hand and roared.
The people watching in the audience also cheered excitedly.
They looked at the noble, holy Primarch with eyes full of piety and fanaticism.
For the first two hours, they were in despair, wondering if the palace would fall today, wondering if the empire that had stood for ten thousand years would fall apart.
And now, they are sweeping across the demons, and all enemies who tried to stop them have been destroyed without a trace.
It was because of Guilliman's arrival that the desperate war situation underwent a drastic reversal.
“Regent.” The old soldier held Angron’s head before Guilliman.
"Throw it upwards," said Guilliman.
The honorable veteran showed a trace of joy, and he followed the Primarch's order and threw Angron's head high into the air.
Guilliman raised his other hand. On it was the gauntlet of the Hand of Domination.
The explosive shells burst out, interweaving into a barrage that smashed Angron's head to pieces.
"Hang his headless body and tell everyone that traitors do not deserve forgiveness," said Guilliman.
Guilliman looked at the advancement of the battle line from afar. It would take several more weeks to fully restore the former glory.
Those thugs and demons need to be completely eliminated. Only in this way can a new Terra be rebuilt on the ruins.
Guilliman turned and walked down the stage, while Valanor, supported by someone, stood below the stage.
Before the other party could speak, Guilliman directly stated his purpose.
"I need to go to the throne room to meet my father."
"I understand, Regent." Valano nodded.
After the performance just now, Valanor has had a preliminary understanding of the Primarch's powerful appeal and strength.
There was no force that could stop him anymore.
there is none left.
Unless the Emperor steps down from the Golden Throne, no one can stop Guilliman from doing anything.
In that case, it is better to be obedient.
Then there might be room for negotiation.
A few minutes later, a ready-made hovercraft docked in front of Guilliman.
The distance from the Lion Gate to the throne room of the Imperial Palace is not short, and it is impossible to walk there.
Guilliman selected a few followers and, led by the Imperial Guards, boarded the hovercraft and headed towards the depths of the palace.
The vehicle carried the Primarch out of the Lion's Gate area and into the inner court area of the Imperial Palace.
There are hundreds of millions of civilian refugees staying here, and they are the lucky ones.
They had already fled to the palace before any signs of demonic invasion appeared.
They were all praying, hoping to get the protection of the God-Emperor.
Guilliman's arrival made them extremely excited.
The men cheered Guilliman's name and watched as the hovercraft flew towards the palace.
They uttered prayers, hoping that the Emperor would give him the enlightenment to guide mankind and save them from endless suffering.
Along the way, hundreds of millions of eyes were watching the Primarch and his entourage gradually going deeper into the heart of the Emperor's Realm.
Guilliman didn't really care.
He was used to people's enthusiasm.
Occasionally he smiled and waved in response to the fanatics.
Most of the time, he stood on the aircraft in silence.
Immerse yourself in your mind.
Talk to your own cheat code and assistant elf.
At this moment, he was checking the completion status of the second phase of the task.
Control Terra and hold the power of the Empire. As the home planet of mankind, controlling this place has extraordinary symbolic significance.
At this point, the task is complete.
Congratulations host, the second phase database has been opened. You can read the relevant technical knowledge. The subspace firewall technology that you are most concerned about also has the calculation draft of the concept and data model.
The auxiliary elf's voice echoed in Guilliman's mind.
"Finally unlocked it."
A thought of relief occurred to Guilliman.
The Warp Firewall is of vital importance, and it concerns his future and even the future of all mankind.
In this dark universe.
Humanity has been caught in a dilemma.
The Warp is the source of much of humanity's suffering.
But it is also an important foundation for human existence.
The Warp is the world of illusions such as emotions and dreams.
The human soul can be nourished by the illusory world of the warp.
In a sense, the human soul is rooted in the subspace, just like a plant absorbs nutrients from the subspace to grow and evolve.
This is true for any race with a soul, except the soulless Necrons.
Like leeks sown in the subspace, with the progress of civilization, the fluctuations of the subspace will gradually become stronger and brighter.
It is impossible for humans to completely abandon the warp.
Without the Warp, the Imperium would instantly crumble.
The human soul will gradually become weak and finally be completely destroyed.
The Undead's exorcist dead zone has a very vicious effect, which is to isolate the subspace from all life.
Once humans enter the spirit-exorcising death zone, they will suffer from general weakness and mental depression at best, or die suddenly at worst.
The Emperor predicted the tragedy of humanity long ago.
Human souls grow rapidly in the subspace, but they have no means to protect themselves.
It's like a field of chives, which are about to mature and become thick and big.
But this chive field doesn’t even have a fence.
The demons were naturally ecstatic, brandishing their sickles and preparing for a feast.
The Webway Project is largely about building a fence to keep demons out and protect human evolution.
Unfortunately, the plan failed.
Guilliman's Warp Firewall also builds a fence to keep demons out.
Of course, his plans were different from the Emperor's.
The Emperor wanted to replace the Warp with the Webway.
Guilliman's Warp Firewall plan is to construct a human-only Warp.
The real subspace is like a large, unrestricted internet.
All races and all life forms can log in.
As long as you have a soul, you can resonate with the subspace, log into the subspace, learn various mysterious spells, or glimpse the ancient history, communicate and talk with all kinds of strange things, expand your knowledge, or use those existences to complete your own transactions.
Many psychics, wizards, or some random people who can connect to the warp are easily bewitched by demons when they wander around in the warp.
Those demons hypocritically give some benefits, pretending to be good brothers, guides, and mentors to deceive the trust of those fools.
When the time is right, they will speak ill of all kinds of emperors and empires, and promote concepts such as democracy and freedom.
These people who lacked the ability to discern raised the banner of anti-imperialism in indignation.
With an appearance of being willing to sacrifice his own life, he launched a vigorous movement against dictatorship and the emperor.
It was not until the day of my death that I realized I had been badly deceived.
People promote those things purely to harvest souls.
After being cheated, these fools wanted to condemn those demons with righteous indignation, but they found that it was not enough for them to be eaten alive by those demons, but the other party also made a mocking remark.
"Although you have lost everything, been abandoned by the emperor, toyed with by the gods, and ended your life so tragically, you have gained freedom."
Guilliman's warp firewall is to isolate it and establish a regional network warp that only humans can log in to, which is no longer connected to the outside world.
Circle the majority of people who have no ability to discern so that they can live a normal life without being influenced or bewitched by chaos.
A few powerful people can cross the firewall and travel in the real warp, exploring the movements of the many demons in the warp, observing their growth and changes, and building walls without being complacent.
The Warp Firewall was listed as a top priority project by Guilliman.
Recovering the dark side of the empire is not as important as this plan. Once completed, humans will have the ability to protect themselves in the subspace.
In other words, humans have taken control of the base.
With the firewall, the human empire can attack or defend.
It doesn't have to be like it is now, where the ignorant and foolish people are bewitched by a few words and think they are fighters for democracy and angels of peace, and they rebel single-mindedly to overthrow the emperor, the dictator.
The demons are so happy just watching humans fighting among themselves.
Now, of course, the great rift has appeared.
Demons and traitors can appear in the real universe more easily.
If he announced his plan directly, it would surely be sabotaged by the demons and thugs.
If you don't use some tricks, you won't be able to complete the firewall plan.
After taking charge of Terra, Guilliman prepared to launch several more projects to confuse the public and confuse the enemy.
For example, using some technology to build the webway, creating a group of warriors who can kill demons, sending people to explore the road to the other universe, etc.
These plans have a certain degree of urgency and necessity. If they can be successfully implemented, they will allow humans to gain more initiative.
For example, exploring routes to other universes could prepare for the human empire's escape.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand things, just be prepared for the worst.
When you lose, you should make a strategic shift.
It’s not shameful to lose. As long as you survive, you’ll have a chance to regain your face and make a comeback.
Not to mention the Internet, this thing is just like building a highway, it can be used once it is built.
If the elves can use it, humans can naturally use it too.
According to the Emperor's teachings.
Guilliman has no plans to build Webway entrances on important planets such as Terra and Mars.
He looked for remote galaxies, or built webways directly in the void.
He repaired it section by section.
Repair from one star zone to another star zone.
If it can't be repaired, just use it as a diversion for the enemy.
Repairing it will also reduce the impact of warp storms on Imperial ships.
The devil is obstructing us severely. If we can expel it, we should expel it. If not, we should go to another place to repair it.
Repair a little here, a little there, and after a long time, it will all be repaired.
Guilliman had made up his mind not to follow the Emperor's extreme approach.
The Emperor fights wars like he's playing Stellaris.
I opened a mine, acquired some half-baked technology, and just wanted to rush in a large number of troops.
If you make a slight mistake in operating this thing, it will be ruined immediately. There is no room for error.
This wave of soldiers must be very powerful.
But there was no electricity or mines for logistics, and the people on the planets under his command were filled with resentment.
But when the other side held on for a while and took a breather, their own logistics could no longer hold up, and the galaxies under their command could no longer withstand the oppression and declared independence.
After being so powerful for a while, he ended up being defeated.
Guilliman planned to play it safe.
First, the empire’s ruling system undergoes a major reshuffle to stabilize its rule and ensure that its orders can be passed on to the grassroots.
Second, enhance scientific and technological research and development, further strengthen human technology, and build a stronger army.
Strengthening national strength will allow for tolerance even if mistakes occur.
As long as the firewall is built, the demons will be nothing but a minor problem and the human empire can easily defeat them.
After looking at the theoretical knowledge of the firewall, Guilliman calmed down and checked the technological knowledge of its second-stage database.
More giant creations appeared in the database.
Even scientific and technological knowledge such as strong force materials are stored in the second-phase database.
This is first-rate stuff.
As we all know, the densest and hardest material in the universe is neutron star matter.
A spoonful of neutron star matter weighs a billion tons, and even the atomic nuclei are squeezed together.
No matter what such material is used to forge, it will be extremely strong.
To forge things with neutron star materials, the civilization's technological level needs to be extremely high.
At this stage, it is simply beyond the reach of the human empire.
Strong force is a compensatory technology.
Using the strong magnetic force of the basic particles, all the atoms are forced together to form an absolutely smooth plane.
The material constructed in this way is also extremely strong, even steel is as fragile as tofu in front of it.
High-force materials are definitely top-level weapons that can change the galactic war.
With this thing, Guilliman has the confidence even when facing the top dynasty of the Undead.
The second-generation technology for super soldiers is also included, including biological engines, dark matter computers, etc. As long as you follow the steps, you can upgrade the Primaris warriors again and get a stronger body and brain.
Guilliman used his super-powerful brain to quickly browse through the second-stage database.
The knowledge contained therein was as vast as the ocean, and Guilliman could only take a cursory look.
I will find an opportunity in the future and study it slowly.
The scientific and technological knowledge in the Phase II database is more advanced than that in the Phase I database.
The basic theories in the micro field are also becoming more and more in-depth.
This knowledge will enable the human empire to develop better.
In addition to physical technology, the second-phase database also contains knowledge about supernatural powers such as the subspace, soul, and magic.
Obviously, when civilization develops to a certain level, the subspace becomes a hurdle that cannot be avoided.
After checking the knowledge in the database, Guilliman felt more confident.
This knowledge was enough to help the Imperium of Man construct a warp firewall.
It can even analyze the network and reverse the technology to achieve the purpose of building the network.
The large amount of materials science knowledge contained therein can also promote humanity’s lighthouse projects.
The Lighthouse Project is also very important.
Once successfully promoted, human beings' dependence on subspace communications will be greatly reduced, and humans will be able to communicate quickly and safely and transmit information.
It took a long time for Guilliman to come back to his senses amid the cheers of the surrounding people.
He looked up and found that the outline of the palace had appeared on the distant horizon.
The palace structure located on the mountains gradually became clear.
The most eye-catching of them is the star torch that bursts with brilliance that pierces through the clouds and the sun.
The anti-gravity hovercraft passed over the high wall and entered the palace avenue where the twelve statues of saints stood.
Those silent sculptures stood in the grand square, watching them.
Each frame of these sculptures is extremely large, comparable to an emperor-class Titan.
Crossing the square, the airship arrived at the palace.
Guilliman looked up at the palace gates.
Even he seemed extremely insignificant at this moment.
The towering gate is engraved with scenes of battles between angels and demons.
At this point, the airship could no longer move forward and he could only walk.
Led by the Custodes, Guilliman passed through numerous magnificent arches and wonders.
Finally, he came to the last arch.
Through this door, you will reach the Emperor's throne room.
Ancient memories came to mind. Ten thousand years ago, when Guilliman arrived on Terra, the war had just ended.
The Emperor was mortally wounded and was carried into the throne room by the Custodians and the Loyalists.
After the seriously wounded Emperor gave his final instructions to the loyal Primarchs, he sat on the Golden Throne. From that day on, he never spoke again.
Guilliman stood before the doors of the throne room.
Some things have changed here since ten thousand years ago.
The throne room is located within a majestic and towering sanctuary.
Guilliman looked around. The changes here also revealed some of the changes that had taken place in humanity over the past ten thousand years.
Ten thousand years ago, this place was very simple and there were no buildings to show off one's status.
Now, various sculptures are placed here, and countless eternal candles are burning, releasing a faint fragrance and a strong smell of fireworks.
Guilliman gazed at the huge stained-glass windows that glowed with golden light.
The above depicts the emperor's past achievements.
He walked alone to the final portal.
The melodious bell rang, echoing for dozens of miles.
The suspended mechanical skulls and cherubim are recording this great moment through their built-in devices and broadcasting it to the outside communication network.
People all over Terra and the entire solar system are watching this moment.
Millions of people watched as the doors to the throne room opened silently.
Through the slowly opening crack of the door, the believers could only see deep darkness and diffuse white fog.
The white mist coiled around Guilliman's feet like a swarm of snakes and spread to the several steps behind the Primarch.
Guilliman took a deep breath.
He is about to face his greatest test.
The fate of mankind will also depend on today.
He stepped inside and the door slowly closed behind him.
Even if I was mentally prepared.
Guilliman still felt horrified and a little viscerally frightened by everything in the throne room.
The throne room was extremely large and filled with all kinds of machines.
Seemingly endless lengths of steam pipes covered the floors and walls, tangling their cables like giant dying snakes.
Towering equipment is lined up in rows, with countless panels of gauges in between.
Many thick pipes run through the ground and extend underground.
The throne room is just the end of these equipment, and the more massive structure is located under the underground palace of the imperial palace.
Guilliman was able to glean insights into the ambitions of their creators and the intelligence they contained.
The only pity is that they are not running and are covered with dust.
These devices have been abandoned.
After the Emperor acknowledged the failure of his Webway project, these brilliant machines were shut down and left to gather dust here.
Guilliman followed the equipment inside and reached the center of the throne room.
In the center of this huge room sits a strange golden structure.
Several kilometers high.
The entire body is inlaid with golden rune circuits.
Guilliman relied on his knowledge and observed for a long time, but finally had to admit that he could not fully analyze the Golden Throne.
The Emperor was more terrifying than he had imagined.
You know, he has activated the second-stage database and possesses enough civilization knowledge to build a galactic empire.
But there is still no way to see through the operating mechanism and principles of the Golden Throne.
The Emperor had built the Golden Throne with his own wisdom.
Around the golden throne, there are black metal coffins.
Guilliman walked over the coffins, which contained the shriveled bodies of humans.
Among them were children aged twelve or thirteen, their young faces filled with pain and confusion.
Guilliman was saddened by this.
The souls of these people have been shattered and are being transported to the Golden Throne as nutrients.
Those black metal coffins were soul siphons, extracting their souls to feed the Emperor, allowing him to calm the out-of-control Webway.
This is a very desperate plan.
No matter what the outcome is, the future fate of mankind is dark.
Guilliman calculated that there were 10,000 coffins here, which meant that the Emperor needed to kill 10,000 psykers every day.
When the Emperor first ascended the Golden Throne, he only needed to burn a thousand psykers to death.
And now, she needs to burn ten thousand of them.
What then
How many more people does she need to burn to death
One day, the number of psychics will no longer be enough to support his consumption.
Then who should be burned
For the continuation of the Emperor, burn those innocent people
The Emperor has protected humanity for ten thousand years, and there is nothing wrong with that.
Without the Emperor, humanity might have perished in the Long Night, becoming one of those ancient civilizations that were obliterated.
But if we continue like this, it will only lead humanity into the abyss and ultimately to eternal damnation.
The Emperor was becoming the very person she had once hated.
Just like the warlord Pope of Moranson who was killed by him during the Unification War.
At the beginning, the Pope was just a priest wandering in the wasteland, collecting clean water and food and giving them to the poor.
He is kind and generous and is a truly good person.
Soon, those who received his help began to follow him sincerely.
He gradually became stronger and more pious, and tried to do all kinds of good things.
Save the dying tribes and cure the diseases of the poor.
When Terra fell into chaos and fighting, this man protected those poor people with the power of faith.
As a result, more and more people joined his team.
In order to protect these people, he began to sacrifice to the subspace, using blood sacrifices in exchange for greater power.
If you can protect ten thousand people, what does it matter if you sacrifice one person
In order to protect the people who followed him, this once kind priest began to constantly cross his own bottom line, conducting blood sacrifices one after another, using the genetic machines of the Long Night era to create ferocious modified human soldiers, and using all kinds of terrible weapons to deter the enemy, and even destroy the enemy.
He only protects believers who hope to be under his protection.
For the sake of so-called justice, he began to eliminate his enemies by any means necessary, and spread his teachings more actively, trying to build a better world.
He offered more tribute for victory.
He slaughtered more people in exchange for power for the believers who hoped to be protected.
In the end, he was no longer willing to leave this world.
For the sake of his people and to protect those innocent people, he would do anything to survive and gain more power.
Eventually, this priest became known as the Pope, and died at the hands of the Emperor during the Terran Unification Wars.
But what is the difference between her now and the Pope she once despised?
Committing appalling atrocities for the sake of so-called protection.
Superstition and ignorance are driving humanity deeper and deeper into depravity.
If killing ten thousand psykers a day would ensure the survival of the empire, what would it matter if they were murdered
If enough souls can keep a monarch alive, what does the death of a child matter
Guilliman withdrew his gaze and suppressed his thoughts.
He needed to change all that, but he couldn't rush it.
Many things cannot be solved in a hurry.
He walked towards the steps of the golden platform.
At the very top is a massive throne made of gold and silver.
Its exterior is patched with layers of bronze and platinum.
It seems that the internal parts have failed and have been repaired many times.
The Lord of Mankind, the most powerful psychic, the absolute leader of the empire, the Almighty Father, the man with countless titles of Omnissiah sat on the Golden Throne.
Guilliman could not see the other person's appearance clearly, and only the soulless could see the true appearance of the Emperor.
He saw a withered, pained face, without a trace of life, sitting on the seat.
Then what he saw began to change.
A king with unlimited power, sitting on her throne in a pensive look.
A white-haired old man who looked like a father and had a serious face seemed to be giving him some advice.
Guilliman stood where he was, and as he watched, the image of the Emperor continued to change.
Pain, happiness, excitement, death, countless emotions flashed before his eyes in an instant.
“Father,” Guilliman said, looking directly at the Emperor enveloped in light. “I have returned.”
The Golden Throne has activated a stasis field, so the Emperor shouldn't be able to hear Guilliman's voice.
But Guilliman still felt the gaze of a powerful will with infinite power.
The power of that will is in no way inferior to that of Chaos Power.
This made Guilliman a little nervous.
Suddenly, she spoke.
The countless voices instantly gave Guilliman a splitting headache.
Thousands of voices sounded in my head at the same time.
Guilliman almost couldn't hold back his curse.
"Guilliman."
"Thirteenth Son."
"The Lord of Limits."
"hope."
"Savior."
"disappointment."
"fraud."
"traitor."
"The Lost One."
... ... ... ... ... ..
Guilliman's body has been strengthened, and the Domination Template allows him to possess powers far exceeding those of Archdaemons and Daemon Primarchs.
But at this moment, Guilliman also felt his head buzzing.
He felt like he heard everything, yet also felt like he heard nothing.
The concept of language becomes hilarious at this moment.
"I seek your aid," Guilliman said, biting back the pain. "I need knowledge of the Webway."
Numerous and terrifying thoughts washed over his mind, mixed with foresight about the future.
At this moment, Guilliman was a little doubtful whether his head would explode.
"A resuscitator."
"Two souls."
"son?"
“A whole new tool.”
A grand plan that was ruined, a horrific ambition that was never realized.
Countless pieces of information continued to pour into Guilliman's mind.
To speak to the Emperor is like releasing the force of a dam that is being strained to the point of breaking.
Countless pieces of information gushed out, not caring whether they were the information Guilliman needed or not, they just kept pouring into his brain.
The history of stars, races older than time, alien wars, memories too horrific to seem real.
“I require technical knowledge of the Webway,” Guilliman managed to force himself to make one last inquiry.
He decided that if there was still no answer, he would leave and find another way.
If you continue to talk to the Emperor, your brain will definitely explode.
Even those who hate intelligence in Taiwan cannot handle such a terrifying amount of information.
"Guilliman," one will overwhelmed everything in the countless crazy shouts, and spoke, "Mars, the mysterious underground palace. Mordor, the forgotten altar."
Countless memories came with the cry, and Guilliman took them all in.
Countless images emerged.
Those images were from before the Great Crusade began and before Terra was unified.
The Emperor and many Eternals were already planning the establishment of the Human Empire and the Webway Project.
"I take my leave." Guilliman absorbed what he needed from the images, then turned and left.
Even if your brain is strengthened, you can't handle this kind of conversation.