"Hasn't the Black Legion been exhausted?" Sanguinius looked up at Guilliman, who was wearing a laurel crown and sitting on the golden throne.
Arcs of golden and blue energy emanated from the other party's body, like a god king shrouded in halo, ruling over many stars.
"It is impossible for him to gather a large army again so quickly. The population of the Eye of Terror is pitifully small. Only those traitors who are desperate and those cultists who have been fooled will enter it. It is extremely difficult to replenish an army that can wage war against the Empire."
"He has new help." Guilliman stood up from the throne and paced back and forth.
As he moved, several glowing information windows appeared in the air, showing Sanguinius the intelligence coming back from the front battlefield.
In the image, a tide of black legions poured out from a rift gap emitting malicious light.
Those flesh and blood warships made Sanguinius frown deeply, they were all warships corrupted by the Warp.
Their depravity can be seen from their appearance.
A battleship as huge as a planet stands out.
From the overall structure, the battleship looked like a giant head wearing a helmet.
It is hard to imagine what kind of creature can have such a huge body.
The head alone is as big as a planet.
Sanguinius stared at the huge head and felt a great threat from it.
Therein lies the essence of evil.
Various flesh-and-blood structures were built on the battleship, pulsating like organs.
Red tubes like blood vessels connected the turrets and towering bone buildings.
Unimaginable darkness formed a black, fog-like barrier surrounding the Head Fortress.
The light spears and torpedoes launched by the Imperial ships that hit the black fog only caused ripples of light, but there was no way to break that layer of defense.
In addition to being able to release various shells and light beams, that strange head fortress can also release two huge rays of destructive light from the position of its eyes.
A celestial-class fortress was hit and exploded instantly, tearing the huge fortress into pieces.
With the help of this strange fortress, the Black Legion gained the advantage in competing with the Empire in the void battlefield.
No longer being directly crushed to death by the Empire's Void Fleet as before.
When Sanguinius saw these scenes, his eyes became solemn.
The Black Legion's void power has been increased so much at once, and the pressure that the Empire has to bear will probably increase.
"I have blocked the relevant news." Guilliman said solemnly, "Otherwise, the news of the Great Predator's comeback will inevitably cause a new round of panic."
"Who on earth helped Abaddon, and why was he able to gather such a large army so quickly?" Sanguinius asked in a serious tone.
Guilliman shook his head, indicating that he was not very clear either.
He had some vague guesses in his mind, but it was not convenient to tell Sanguinius because they were not confirmed.
There is no point in simply guessing.
Only when he has confirmed it can he tell Sanguinius the truth.
Until then, secrecy is the best option.
"The mission to other universes is too difficult and full of dangers. We also have to deal with the diplomatic relations with the local natives. Ryan is very capable, but he is not suitable to be a diplomat. Russ, let alone, if he is asked to be a diplomat, I am afraid the situation will be worse. Chagatai is a good candidate, but he has a new mission. After thinking about it, you are the most suitable, Sanguinius."
Sanguinius had long known that Guilliman had been preparing to travel to other universes as a backup option for the final battle.
The alien universe is no secret to Sanguinius.
In the subspace, there are also many demons that do not belong to this universe.
They escaped to this galaxy from the universe they destroyed through all kinds of incredible means.
Sanguinius also agreed with Guilliman's approach.
Humanity cannot always be confined to a corner of the galaxy; that would be too dangerous.
"Then I will accept the mission," Sanguinius said. "When should I set out?"
"The sooner the better. According to the news from Mordo, the teams that went to explore different universes have sent back news that several teams have successfully established some forces in the local area, but they have encountered great resistance. The local ruling forces are trying to completely remove the influence of the empire. I have to go there alone to take charge. The sooner you get there, the more at ease I will be. After all, we don't have much time."
Guilliman controls every corner of the Imperium.
The complex intelligence system connects reality and fantasy, allowing him to clearly know what is happening in every place.
He also knew the progress of the project at Modo very well.
Except for Universe 1 where the outpost was established.
Several exploration teams that set out from Universe No. 1 also gained different results.
Guilliman paid extra attention to the news sent back by an exploration team.
The exploration team, led by a time traveler named Sam, actually arrived in DC.
The Justice League, the Lantern Army, and the Supreme God, a creator-level being.
If they could gain a foothold in DC, the empire would be able to move to DC even if it was defeated by the Four Gods in the future.
Using DC to escape to other universes is also an option.
Who knows, by then, we may be able to see which one is stronger, the so-called Supreme God or the evil god.
To be honest, Guilliman did not have a clear understanding of either.
The Supreme God is the omnipotent Creator.
Coincidentally, the Four Gods also claim to be the omnipotent creators.
In those legends about gods, a dog can create the world and is omnipotent.
Guilliman recalled the myths he had read, and there was not a single one that did not say that the creature could create the world and was omniscient and omnipotent.
It would be a bit ridiculous to determine their combat power based on their descriptions.
A fight might determine the winner.
If he could tell the difference, Guilliman wouldn't care. It would be best if he could delay the time.
Guilliman had no good feelings towards either side.
No matter whether he is called evil or good, only the dead god is the best god.
In addition to DC, several other exploration teams also found some clues about forces that could span multiple universes.
These news made Guilliman secretly alert.
Even if we master the technology to escape to other universes, we are not necessarily safe.
The dangers of the multiverse are unimaginable.
The Imperium of Man would certainly not be the first civilization to master technology that spans the universe.
The top civilizations that participated in the war of civilizations mentioned by the Dark Watchers once escaped from the universe with the help of the subspace roads they built.
In the multiverse, perhaps civilizations that can span the universe are as countless as the grains of sand on the seashore.
It is best for Sanguinius to handle these matters.
He has enough emotional intelligence and ability.
If Russ, the Father of the Wild Wolves, were to go instead, Guilliman would have to consider fighting a multiverse-level war with those civilizations while fighting a decisive battle with the gods.
Guilliman took out a document sealed with a double-headed eagle wax seal from the side of the throne and handed it to Sanguinius under the throne through the servo skull next to it.
The contents were written by him personally, and were the document appointing Sanguinius as one of the persons in charge of the Alien Universe Exploration Factory.
Sanguinius' body contains the latest technology of the Empire.
It is the best choice to let him be in charge of the alien universe project.
Guilliman did not dare to give him all the power.
Guilliman was well aware of and trusted Sanguinius's loyalty and kindness.
The problem is that the crisis in the multiverse is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
The lessons of the Horus Heresy are still fresh in our minds.
No one knows whether there are unimaginable enemies in other universes.
It is not impossible that a being like Sanguinius had his cognition distorted by those unspeakable things and became an enemy.
The biggest crisis to survival lies in arrogance, not weakness and backwardness.
Those who have no awe of the multiverse, are overly confident, and think they are invincible will only face a tragic fate.
Sanguinius is loyal, but he may not always remain loyal.
That’s the biggest problem.
Proper preparedness is beneficial to the stability of the empire.
"I will complete the task successfully, Your Majesty." Sanguinius knelt on one knee and took the document with both hands.
Guilliman smiled. "I look forward to hearing from you, Sanguinius."
Sanguinius stood up, turned and walked towards a teleportation light hole, his figure sank into it and disappeared.
Just a moment later, he appeared on another battleship accompanied by a flash of teleportation.
"Your Excellency." The captain saluted Sanguinius respectfully.
Sanguinius looked through the porthole at the glorious Supremacy in the distance, with a mechanical throne as big as a mountain standing on it.
Guilliman was there like a lonely king, guarding his people.
"Go to Mordor." Sanguinius retracted his gaze and looked at the captain who was connected to the battleship's main control console using nerve cables as thin as hair, and gave the order.
"Understood. The target has been set as - the Mordor Galaxy."
"We have applied for permission to fly. We can leave the gravitational range of the solar system in one hour and thirty-eight minutes. The estimated subspace flight time is one hour and seven minutes."
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Guilliman's senses were extremely acute.
After controlling the power of the Emperor and taking charge of the Firewall, he gained the faith of the entire race.
Even though the distance was great, he could see the engine of the battleship where Sanguinius was spurting out dazzling plasma light that was several kilometers long, propelling the huge battleship through the void.
When the battleship's speed in a specific channel reaches 25%, the conventional engine is shut down and the battleship glides in the void.
There is no resistance in the void, so once acceleration is completed, there is no need to accelerate again.
The battleship will continue to fly at the speed of inertia.
Guilliman's eyes flickered as he watched the departure of Sanguinius's ship.
Opening the firewall is just the beginning of a final war, not the end.
Humans who can ignore the corruption of the Warp have the confidence to fight against the gods.
But this does not mean that humans will definitely win.
No general dares to guarantee absolute victory in any war.
Guilliman could not guarantee it.
Including the time he spent sleeping, he was only born more than 10,000 years ago.
Compared with those evil gods, it's really not worth mentioning.
He is not the kind of person who, just by achieving a little success, arrogantly believes that he will be able to surpass his predecessors and tear apart the gods with his bare hands.
The situation is now becoming complicated.
It is very likely that Yog-Sothoth, who was expelled by himself before, became the man behind the Great Plunderer - Abaddon, just like the Four Gods.
Behind every successful man there is a gentle woman.
Behind a successful god of destruction there will be many evil gods with unpredictable intentions.
Yog-Sothoth, the Outer God, is also known as the Nameless Mist, the ruler of time and space and the unifier of all things.
One of the three gods in the Cthulhu mythology.
The ontology is located outside all multidimensional universes and possesses infinite wisdom.
Those who are crazy enough can see him through a portal in dreams and gain knowledge.
Guilliman knew this well.
In the universe where he came from, there are also legends about the other party.
Yog-Sothoth is a being that cannot be touched or reached by mortals.
Those who received his gifts eventually went crazy.
Just from these descriptions, it feels like his status is almost even more awesome than that of the Supreme God.
Time and space can no longer restrain Yog-Sothoth.
No conventional force can harm the other party.
Another tough guy.
Others don't worry about having too much debt.
He has provoked many omniscient and omnipotent people, but he is not worried.
It’s difficult. The four gods haven’t been killed yet, and another big guy comes.
These guys can't just wait peacefully in their own universe.
Wait until his empire's magical power is perfected, then go over and kill them in seconds! !
Games and novels are all lies.
Why are all my opponents so perverted? !
Now I feel like I'm looking down on Darkmond, Superman, and the Lantern Corps in the DC Universe.
These guys' petty fights are totally unworthy of attention.
Guilliman sat on the throne, closed his eyes, suppressed the swelling in his heart, and thought about another thing.
Yog-Sothoth became a reality.
Do the three pillars of gods really exist
Is the Cthulhu Mythos universe also real
DC, Cthulhu, Warhammer and other so-called fictional stories are all real history.
Then do the Foundation and Marvel exist?
If we look at the bigger picture, how many of the cartoons and novels he has watched are real
Is the space and time where the other soul is located affected by these universes? Is it a book of other universes? Can one go to the hometown of another soul
From the Emperor's few words, Guilliman knew that some of the so-called fictional stories were not fiction, but the true history of the endless universe.
It is up to those talented authors to draw inspiration from the imaginary subspace and write it into stories.
Guilliman has a crazy idea about the multiverse.
If this is confirmed, I'm afraid many people will go crazy.
Myths are just absurd, and the truth brought by science is the real subversion.
Those stories that have been written are history that has actually happened.
Then there is a good chance they will happen again.
Life is a cycle and moves forward in a spiral.
It took billions of years for humans to evolve into our current body.
How long would it take for a universe with strict laws to evolve to its current state
The universe is as precise as a machine.
Allow the planets to move in their own orbits and allow life to reproduce and thrive.
It all seemed to be as designed.
Like a coded program.
From the moment of the Big Bang, the development of the universe has had a clear trajectory.
The light and heat produced by the Big Bang cooled and formed the most basic molecule, hydrogen.
Hydrogen comes together to form a strong and unstable fusion reaction, and other elements are born one after another in this reaction process.
Over the next several billion years, stars became stable, galaxies emerged, and life soon followed.
Everything is going according to plan.
There is no failure case to be seen, it is so perfect that it is eerie.
Why is the world people live in basically elliptical
Why do galaxies appear to be flat disks
Why do planets rotate
Scientists have only a few explanations for this: gravity and the influence of gravitational force have shaped the landforms of these planets.
But never thought about why the universe shaped those planets into this way?
No one stipulates that the starry sky must have gravity or gravitational force.
People look for the reasons behind the phenomena that have already occurred.
It's like why do humans have such a fragile organ as lungs?
Some people would answer that we have lungs because we need to breathe.
Why breathe
Because human beings are born to breathe.
Why are we born to breathe with lungs
Can’t you just let your pores breathe
Countless questions accumulate and we need to explain the single-cell era and the various evolutionary crises that humans have experienced.
All human organs have been selected through billions of years of evolution and are the organs that best meet the needs of survival.
It’s like the human male’s genitals once had bones, but they were optimized away to improve reproductive efficiency.
Later humans chose cavernous engorgement and nerve stimulation, giving them the advantage of being able to estrus and mate 24 hours a day, all year round.
This advantage allows humans to reproduce and expand their race, giving humans the opportunity to become the top of the biosphere.
This is especially important.
As the human brain develops, it becomes much more difficult for women to give birth to the next generation than for other creatures.
Walking upright changes women's pelvis and narrows the birth canal.
Every birth brings endless pain and a mortality rate far higher than that of other species.
Compared to other animals, every human newborn is premature.
It takes a year of rearing before it can move freely like the young of other mammals.
If only humans had a fixed breeding season like other species.
I'm afraid this race would have been destroyed long ago.
A large number of newborns at the same time would squeeze the tribe's time and energy, thus weighing it down.
There are not enough newborns, and no way to replenish the tribe's population.
To deal with this problem, humans chose another path and no longer fixed the estrus period.
As long as there is enough food, there will be a desire to reproduce.
Every human organ is a legacy of long evolution.
This genetic information is stored in chromosomes and passed on to the next generation through the combination of parents.
Starting from the fertilized egg, cells divide step by step to form different organs and body structures.
The seemingly easy and normal development is the result of more than four billion years of human evolution.
The emergence of each organ represents human evolution and selection.
It embodies more than four billion years of evolution of human beings and even the entire earth's ecosystem.
This is no miracle.
But how can a universe that is more complex than the human body develop so perfectly into what it is today?
The structure of each atom is incredibly complex.
If you magnify it, you can see a structure comparable to a universe.
Various laws are linked together, achieving harmony in the infinite microscopic and macroscopic realms without any errors.
If we talk about miracles, the evolution of the universe is a real miracle.
There are countless examples of life failing to evolve and being eliminated by nature.
The most classic of these is the dinosaur.
This once dominant nation became extinct because it was unable to adapt to the post-catastrophic environment.
The bones buried deep underground are the best proof of their existence.
The ecosystem on Earth has to go through such cruel elimination and selection to form the current ecosystem.
But the universe completed all evolutions in one step, and there is no example of failure.
It's like there is a fixed template, evolving and developing step by step.
Just like the development of the human body, from a tiny fertilized egg it becomes an individual with blood vessels, bones, internal organs, and a brain.
Guilliman had thought deeply about this question.
In the end, he came to a conclusion.
That is, there are no miracles in this world.
The reason why humans can become the overlords of the earth is that the cruel law of survival of the fittest in nature has created such a complex human body.
The reason why the universe can become what it is today is probably because there is a more cruel truth behind it, which can create a universe that is harmonious between the microscopic and macroscopic fields, and between reality and illusion.
After the Big Bang, the universe was born.
So when will this universe end?
There is nothing that is immortal.
Even the burning sun will eventually weaken and go out.
Why can this universe be eternal? !
If it cannot be eternal, then what will happen after the destruction of the universe
To ask a deeper question, what was there before the birth of the universe
Just as the Emperor said, those stories that are popular among people may not be stories at all, but real historical events.
The universe is a cycle, destroying and reborn again and again, constantly perfecting various laws, just like biological evolution.
The era and universe they live in now is very likely a lucky era and universe, with no signs of failure.
What happened in the past was reflected in the warp, surging to other universes with the storm of destruction, and then captured by those talented people and written down.
Those wonderful worlds that are completely different from your own worldview may just be the unique evolution of different universes.
It’s like there is a huge difference between the Earth’s ecosystem and that of other planets.
A good article is naturally formed, and is the result of a skilled hand.
Guilliman recalled an ancient poem he had once learned and sighed.
The path of truth has no end.
Just like the evolution of life.
Everything evolves.
Even the silent universe is like this.
If this is true, how desperate it would be.
Human beings are so insignificant.
All their efforts are insignificant in the face of the vast history of the universe.
Just like the impact that ants have on the world.
Those evil gods who pursue eternity may have also seen this point.
Even in the face of the magnificent evolution of the universe, they are probably just fallen leaves in the river, and can only be swept forward.
Guilliman pulled back his thoughts, clearing his mind, preventing himself from falling into nihilism.
Life has meaning, even if it ends.
Death is life's greatest gift.
Its existence makes people learn to cherish time and the people around them.
At this moment, a soft electronic voice sounded, and Ferrus was ready for his meeting.
Guilliman has already made appropriate arrangements for many of his brothers.
Vulkan went to supervise the weapons factory, Chagatai formed a mobile force to protect the alien tunnel, Ryan, Sanguinius and others also made their own arrangements.
Only Wild Wolf and Iron Hand have not yet been given clear responsibilities.
This incident must not be forgotten.
"Send him over," said Guilliman, standing up and stretching himself.
The flash of teleportation lit up in the open space in front of the throne.
Ferrus, wearing iron-gray armor, walked out.
Before Ferrus could react, Guilliman had already come forward and gave him a big hug.
This action surprised Ferrus.
"Your Majesty," he said, "this is a little disrespectful."
"I'm sorry, I'm too excited, Ferrus." Guilliman let go of his brother and said, "It's hard for me to describe my feelings at the moment. When I first learned that you died in the Battle of Yinstefan's Landing Ground, I was deeply saddened. Fortunately, you are back with us now."
Ferrus' resurrection was much simpler than Sanguinius'.
It was only the demon that hurt him, not his soul.
Sanguinius was truly wounded in spirit.
The power of Horus is no joke.
In a sense, he is truly on par with the emperor.
The only pity is that he can't control that power.
"Is there anything you want to summon me for, Your Majesty?" Ferrus asked respectfully.
"Of course, there is something I need you to do, Ferrus. It cannot be done without you," said Guilliman.
“It makes me feel particularly honored.”
A smile appeared on Ferrus' face.
"You are the most outstanding brother among us in studying the laws governing the operation of all things. I have many important tasks for you to do, and they are all things that are enough to determine the future." Guilliman said, "Ferus, you are so important to me that others can hardly imagine. I can imagine that when the gods realize the importance of your return to the empire and to mankind, they will surely cry like fart spirits and regret not letting you return to us."
"That's a bit too much praise, Your Majesty." Ferrus said somewhat flattered: "Compared to other brothers, my ability is not worth mentioning."
"Do not belittle yourself like that, Ferrus." Guilliman smiled. "You are unmatched."
"Please tell me what I need to do to be worthy of your praise, Your Majesty." Ferrus said sincerely.
"Look at this." Guilliman stretched out his hand and drew a line in the air. Several lines appeared out of thin air, like some kind of projection that did not exist in this universe.
"What is this?" Ferrus asked in confusion, looking at the square formed by the lines.
"The unfinished entrance to the microcosm is also an important mission I will give you, Ferrus. This matter will be related to the retreat of mankind. You must remember every word I say next." Guilliman said in a deep voice: "Never forget how heavy a burden you are carrying."