"I know nothing about that mysterious empire. I only know one thing: it will bring salvation to mankind, an unprecedented reform, and reaching for the stars will no longer be a fantasy."
"In this world controlled by superheroes and capital, humans have long lost the ability to innovate and progress. There is one sentence that may sound cruel, and countless people will think I am a lunatic, because only a lunatic would think that the rotation of the gears of civilization requires blood to lubricate."
"But the development of civilization comes at the cost of lives. Only the most violent deaths can make those politicians realize how abominable their actions are."
"Every war from ancient times to the present has its own significance. It would be a sad thing if people only saw the death and suffering brought by war and ignored the reasons behind the war."
"Peaceful times breed corruption and greed, causing people to accumulate resentment and dissatisfaction, which becomes the filth that hinders the development of civilization. If it is not eliminated, civilization will not advance and develop."
“War corrects the wrong choices made by mankind, and vents the resentment and dissatisfaction accumulated in peacetime through killing and death.”
"We should reflect on the pain brought by war, and we should be more vigilant against the invisible pain in peacetime. The empire has never concealed its war nature. Everything it does is for survival and continuation. Its barbaric attitude reveals to me that the essence of civilization is survival. Apart from that, everything else is unimportant."
"My name is Lex. People once called me Superman's enemy and thought I was a thoroughly bad villain. But they failed to see the harm that superheroes have brought to human civilization. Those high-ranking heroes have never shared their secrets and scientific research results with the world. Under the pretext of doing good for the world, they tried to imprison humans forever in a country they could control."
“The eagle knows that only when the young eagle spreads its wings on the cliff can it survive in the cruel competition of nature. A qualified mother will let her children learn how to survive. Humans need pain to know what is right and what is wrong, so that they can change. Superheroes deprive these pains in the name of justice and regard it as their own merit. What is more terrifying is that they never really solve the root cause of the problem, but are obsessed with solving the problem that arises.”
"This reminds me of a very bad joke. A poor farmer complained to the lord that his cows were taken away by thieves. He said that the lord should train garrison soldiers to deal with the thieves and manage the chaotic local security. The lord thought that it was too troublesome. He had to train soldiers and find ways to suppress the bandits. It would be better to arrest the farmers. That way, no one would complain about the poor local security."
Lex was crouching over the table, writing in his diary.
He kept this habit when he was very young.
Even though he later became a villain who deliberately wanted Superman dead, this habit did not change.
Only by recording the past can we better look forward to the future.
If you forget the past, you will never grow.
Lex was once an outstanding inventor and entrepreneur, achieving results that others might never achieve in their lifetime.
If he hadn't become Superman's enemy, his life would have been a drunken dream.
Luxury cars, beautiful women, champagne parties, applause and cheers, he will have nothing missing.
But now, he is just a villain who can only hide in the dark.
Even Roboute & Co. did not reveal his identity to avoid causing public resentment.
Lex never regretted his choice.
People always make many choices in their lives.
Some choices may sacrifice others to achieve your own success.
Some choices are to sacrifice oneself for the sake of others.
He just chose the latter.
Some people might laugh at his stupidity, thinking that he could live a good life as a rich man but chose to be a villain.
Some people will also scold him for going against Superman.
Lex never cared about these.
He just wanted to do something meaningful.
When Lex, as a successful person, stood at the top of this society, he already knew the dark rules that operated this society.
Those rules are never as intuitive as war, but they are more cruel and terrifying than the killing in war.
Some people can enjoy a luxury suite for $180,000 on the island of Hawaii.
Some people can only sleep at the subway entrances of metropolitan cities, using newspapers to keep warm.
Some people are born with no worries about food and clothing, and are destined to become the elite and the best of the best.
Some people work hard all day long, but are destined to achieve nothing. They can only live a mediocre and miserable life.
Lex simply hated this kind of world, this world protected by those so-called heroes.
They uphold the old rules and demand that the world operate according to their wishes.
It is believed that as long as the visible evils are eliminated, people will be able to live and work in peace.
But I never thought that in this society, those invisible crimes are what make ordinary people most despair.
Laikes wrote down his feelings quickly.
After firmly embarking on the path of fighting against Superman, he never craved for honor, nor did he expect applause and flowers.
He recorded these things just to let future generations understand a truth.
Those who only know how to stand in the light and shout for justice are the most terrifying.
Lex wrote the last word and let out a long sigh.
After careful inspection, make sure there is no problem.
He locked the diary and put it in a private drawer.
He closed his eyes and pondered, giving his dry eyes a rest.
Until a crisp mechanical voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Lord Sanguinius may see you now, Lex."
As the voice sounded, a light screen appeared, with an electronic message with the Sky Eagle emblem flashing inside.
"I see."
Lex responded with a voice message.
After checking his clothes, Lex stood up and walked towards the door.
He placed his palm on the panel of the door, and as his identity information was entered, the metal door opened smoothly.
Two bodyguards wearing exoskeleton armor were standing outside the door. When they saw Lex coming out, they exchanged a simple salute.
Lex nodded and walked out along the corridor.
From some information, Lex learned about the existence of a person named Saint Guinius.
He is said to be one of the brothers of the emperor of the empire and one of the builders of the empire.
An absolute big shot, he is currently one of the most distinguished figures in the empire in this universe.
Except for the great emperor of the empire, no one can surpass his status.
For security reasons, the Empire built numerous underground security bases.
When Lex learned that an important figure from the empire had arrived, he asked to meet him.
He joined the Empire because it was more human than the Justice League.
The Justice League always asks people to be good, but never gives any substantial benefits.
The empire is the exact opposite. They never ask people to be good people, but instead offer them lots of benefits, and as long as they abide by their rules, they can get those benefits.
Lex wanted to learn more about the Empire.
He needs to know if the other party is just doing superficial work.
Guys like Superman and Batman have become a cancer in human society.
He didn't want the empire to be another cancer.
Some things can be disguised, some things cannot be disguised.
The Justice League keeps saying that they are doing this for the world and for the people, but they always have a strange arrogance.
Superheroes always look down on ordinary people and think that they are the ones who can decide justice.
Anything that goes against their ideas and actions is unjust and must be stopped.
Lex could see this, which was why he hated superheroes.
Everyone has his or her own justice. Why should I sacrifice my interests for your justice
There is no such sign in the Empire yet, and Lex suspects that these people may not be of a high enough level.
He hoped to assess the empire holistically by observing higher-level imperial figures.
The intricate underground base tunnels are filled with roaring machines.
Messy cables are fixed to the walls or placed randomly on the sides of the corridor.
These machines can generate special force fields to prevent outsiders from spying on secure bases.
The Justice League possesses a great many strange methods, and has the support of mythological figures behind it.
If you don't have any means of concealing yourself, you may be manipulated by the other party.
There's a reason why those villains always fail.
The other party has countless methods, but the villain is fighting alone, it would be strange if he doesn't fail.
Under the guidance of the staff, Lex went through several safety inspections.
When the door was pushed open, the scene that came into view shocked him greatly.
A group of warriors wearing blood-red armor stood on both sides of the corridor.
Lex had come into contact with several Primaris warriors from the Empire, and many of them were private meetings.
And this time, they lined up like an army.
The Primaris were of ridiculously large build and broad stature.
Even among the superheroes, few can match their physique.
Every Primaris warrior can be described as perfect.
They are idealized human forms, with limbs of astonishingly perfect proportions.
A Primaris warrior looked at Lex with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to dissect his soul.
"Indigenous people?" The other party's tone was extremely cold.
Lex had no doubt that the other party might strangle him.
As long as he showed any dangerous intention, the other party would do the same.
"Yes, I received an order. Lord Sanguinius wants to see me." Lex said calmly.
"Be respectful," the other party said, "Don't try to offend him."
"I understand," Lex said.
Behind the Primaris was the end of the corridor.
A towering gate stands there, with pearls, rubies and gold foil carefully outlined to create a beautiful picture of heaven.
The Primaris warriors retracted their weapons and let Lex go in alone.
The walls of the hall are richly decorated with paintings, frescoes and masterpieces of gold mosaics.
Each painting is a perfect complement to the more beautiful paintings that follow.
The meaning and details are enough for those who know nothing about art to perceive the meaning conveyed.
Each piece is a treasure of human artist.
Lex had never seen them in this world. It was obvious that they came from the mysterious country of the empire.
When he walked inside, he saw Lord Sanguinius.
An absurd idea came into Lex's mind.
The beauty of all the artworks here combined cannot compare to the great man before us.
Lex stood there, amazed at what he saw.
A flawless face with a faint smile.
He was slightly taller than the other Primaris warriors, and wore an ivory tunic and loose robes.
The folded white wings behind him twitched slightly, like a real angel.
Beautiful to the extreme.
In other words, he is beauty itself.
At this moment, Lex couldn't help but feel loyalty and admiration.
Tears welled up from his eyes, no longer under his control.
Lex held his breath and called out the name he knew.
"The great Lord Sanguinius."
He even wanted to kneel down and thank fate for the gift.
Sanguinius stopped him just in time.
“Don’t do that.”
The voice is so gentle, like a natural sound, and has the magic power to heal others.
Lex knew that everything he did was worth it.
"My Lord, it is an honor to meet you."
"It is my honor, Lex." Sanguinius motioned Lex to find a seat, and he sat on the huge chair that belonged to the Primarch. "There are many people in this world who hate us, but you firmly chose us. I am very pleased about this."
"They just don't understand the superiority of the Empire and are immersed in the pursuit of false reputation and personal interests." Lex said: "As long as we seize the rule of this world, we will soon be able to change people's minds."
"That's why I'm here." Sanguinius said with a smile, "The Empire will seize the rule of this world. This is why I summoned you. I need to know what you think. There has never been a peaceful transition of power. Every time it is accompanied by killing and bloodshed."
"I will always firmly support the Empire." Lex performed an unfamiliar Sky Eagle salute to express his attitude.
"I can sense your determination, Lex. However, I have a more important task for you." Saint Gilles paused for a moment before continuing, "After ending the chaos in this world, this planet will need a governor, and after examining many natives, I think you are the most suitable."
"You are absolutely loyal to human civilization. In order to correct the development of society, you are willing to become an enemy of the invincible Superman. This is an unimaginable quality. For this reason, I want to make you the first planetary governor to reduce the local people's resistance to the empire."
"This!!" Lex was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face, and stammered, "Am I really suitable?"
Sanguinius nodded. "You are the most suitable. Only those who are loyal to human civilization will be loyal to the Empire. You know what is the most important and what is secondary to ordinary people. Just this point alone has surpassed many people."
"In the presence of the man I am loyal to, the great emperor, please tell me, Lex, are you willing to accept this letter of appointment? Are you willing to fight for humanity until the last moment of your life?"
Lex knelt on one knee, tears streaming down his face.
He never thought about being recognized by others.
In the eyes of the world, he is an out-and-out villain.
He will do anything to deal with Superman, even if it means being despicable.
However, the Empire recognized his sincere desire to give everything for humanity.
"I do, Lord Sanguinius," Lex said.
"This road is extremely difficult. Countless enemies are trying to destroy us. Any weakness will be noticed by them. You may be deceived by illusions and deceived by the enemy's lies. Can you still firmly believe in the Empire when you doubt and waver in your heart?"
"I can," Lex said, "I will pursue the Emperor of the Empire until the end of my life."
"The enemies of the empire are incomparably powerful. They have enough power to destroy the stars and enslave all living things. They will torture you with plagues, intimidate you with killings, seduce you with desires, and confuse you with knowledge. Can you swear that you will never betray the empire?"
Sanguinius looked down at Lex, at the mad scientist.
"I swear," Lex said, "never to betray."
Sanguinius helped Lex up. "I believe in you, Lex. You will be the first governor of an alien universe appointed by the Empire. Now, we need to discuss how to make you worthy of the title of governor."
The political environment of the entire planet is extremely bad, and it is divided into more than 200 countries.
It will probably take a long time before true unification comes.
Sanguinius naturally couldn't waste his time on this.
The empire does not have that much time to waste, and the best option is to open up the situation as quickly as possible.
It is difficult for countries to reach a consensus, and the biggest problem actually lies with the ruling class.
In order to maintain their own rule, rulers will demonize other countries and create opposition to them, thereby intimidating the people to stand with them.
No ruler will give up his rule for the happiness of his people. In order to maintain their privileged status, they would rather their people die than give up power.
This has been verified countless times in the empire.
There is no peaceful transition of power. Only sacrifice, bloodshed and violence can achieve great unification.
A war is necessary.
Sanguinius decided to use the most brutal violence to force the rulers of various countries to surrender and crush the resistance of the superheroes.
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Solomons Galaxy.
"I thought I still had some friendship with the Empire, so they wouldn't kill me like this."
"Let your men lay down their weapons. If you surrender with the main control core, I will not kill you all."
Ryan stared at the information window in front of him and said calmly, "You have no other choice, Trazyn. Your time has passed."
The magnificent fleet was floating in space, and the void guard force of the Undead had been ruthlessly destroyed.
Countless fragments were scattered in the void. The warships of the Undead had lost power and could only float and drift helplessly in the space by inertia.
From time to time, there would be one or two silent explosions, emitting flames powerful enough to illuminate the dark void.
While waiting for Taraxin's reply, Ryan slid through several other information windows to check the battlefield information and the opponent's information.
Strictly speaking, Trazyn is not a Necron Overlord.
But he is the curator of a historical art museum.
The Solomnas system is where he stores his collection.
He turned the entire planet into a collection hall.
Before Trazyn was transformed into a biological being, he was just a historian.
After his body was transformed into an immortal metal undead, his interest remained unchanged.
That is to collect important historical items and record historical events that he believes are worth recording.
The Imperial Astartes, the Imperial Guards, and the Inquisitors, these are all in his collection.
Judge Grey, who went to the other universe, was released by the other side when the Cardia Fortress fell.
Judge Grey is an ancient who lived three thousand years ago.
After she was captured by Trazyn, she was trapped in a stasis field and used as an exhibition specimen.
Ryan chose Trazyn as his next target after the destruction of the Norwalk Dynasty because this guy had a lot of important things in his hands.
For example, the fragments of the Star God-Burning Nyadrasa.
It is said that this star god has a flame burning hotter than the interior of a star.
The Tombstone Gate's method of entering the Webway was revealed to the Necrons by the Burning One.
In addition to the Star God fragments, Trazyn also has a replica Primarch in his hands.
This is the news heard from Fabius, the Chief Pharmacist of the Emperor's Children who betrayed the Empire.
That guy followed Ahriman to attack Guilliman who was heading to Lorelei to search for Webway knowledge, but was surrounded by the loyal primarchs.
In addition to Ahriman's escape, many of the traitors who took part in the attack on Guilliman were captured.
Fabius was one of them.
Under the torture of the Inquisition and various technological devices, Fabius revealed a lot of important information.
The most important of these is his original body cloning project.
In addition to the perfect clone that still remained in his lair, he also cloned Horus, Ferrus, and others.
All of these cloned originals were killed.
Only one cloned original was not killed and may still be alive.
That was Fulgrim's clone.
According to Fabius, Fulgrim's clone was traded to Trazyn in exchange for some vital biological knowledge and materials.
The threat posed by the Primarch is unquestionable, and even if it is just a clone, it should not be underestimated.
Ryan's purpose was to resolve the threat posed by Trazyn and to recover these collections that were useful to the empire.
Tarasim in the information window was silent for a long time.
He had already been mentally prepared for the massive attack by humans.
The fall of the Norwalk Dynasty announced that humans had officially begun to fight against the undead.
He didn't expect the other party's power to be so strong.
His guard fleet didn't even last a day before it was destroyed by the enemy.
With the troops he has, how can he even talk about confrontation
It was a complete crushing victory.
Surrender or escape, this is a difficult choice.
Among the many overlords of the Space Undead, King Sotai is a traitor, and everyone knows it.
The Human Empire is clearly supporting the Sotai Dynasty in an attempt to control the Undead.
If he ran away, Trazyn would be sure to escape.
Over the years, he has been stealing various historical objects worth collecting, and has also mastered the art of escape.
That means your own treasures may be lost.
Humanity will not let go of his museum.
It would be humiliating to surrender.
It’s hard to believe that he has lived for so long, but now he has to surrender to humans, a race that is almost the same as wild monkeys.
His reputation is completely ruined.
Trazyn looked at a gem next to him. It was a gem containing the spirit of the world and was made using ancient craftsmanship by the Eldar. In order to obtain it, he was almost killed by the barbaric Eldar.
A little in front of the gem is a slightly rough staff, which is the scepter of the ruler of an ocean race who completed the unification of the planet.
In addition to these, there are also those precious specimens.
A Dark Eldar was frozen in the act of leaping, her spirit bone shoes tapping lightly on the black display stand.
The huge, muscular Ork was frozen in time at the moment of his roar, with the battle axe in his hand raised high.
By sacrificing a little dignity, you can preserve these priceless treasures.
The power of humanity is not something that the fragmented Undead today can resist.
Even for the Silent King, his fate was already determined.
Trazyn thought for a moment, simulating the choice he had made countless times in his mind.
As long as he chooses to escape, everything here will be gone.
Mankind will not keep his hard-earned work.
These precious historical objects will be ruthlessly destroyed, what a cruel thing it is.
"I agree. I order all my men to lay down their weapons, and you must promise me that you will never destroy my collection. Otherwise, I would rather destroy this planet than surrender."
Ryan smiled.
"I swear in the name of the man I am loyal to, the great Emperor of the Empire, that I agree to your request. As long as you hand over the main control core, I can promise not to destroy your collection."
Trazyn sighed softly, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
Immortal dynasties will eventually be overthrown.
This world has never been eternal.
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United Nations Building.
The yellow wall inlaid with the United Nations emblem serves as the backdrop of the rostrum.
Five hundred representatives from all over the world are now sitting in their seats.
And on the podium, there is an angel with white wings.
Yes, an angel.
That flawless face and a pair of snow-white wings all reveal nobility.
The first time ordinary people see it, they would probably be so frightened that they would kneel on the ground.
"Are you a representative of Robert's company?" a representative stood up and asked tremblingly.
"Yes, you can also think of yourself as the representative of the Empire. We will bring you enlightenment and salvation, and lead you into a new era. Robert Company has given you many gifts, but these are insignificant. The Empire will give you more, and humans will control their own destiny, the brilliant starry sky, and the countless universes."
Sanguinius' words echoed throughout the world via radio and television.
Even if you don't understand his language, you can still clearly understand what he means.
"You want to rule us?" asked another man in a suit. "In the name of your so-called empire?"
"Yes, according to the sacred laws of the Empire, the Empire needs to defend the survival of mankind in the multiverse, and every human civilization has the obligation to be loyal to the Empire. The power and obligations are equal. You enjoy the Empire's advanced technology and military protection, and what you need to pay is loyalty, absolute loyalty."
"But we don't want to be ruled by you." Another woman stood up. "We don't need an emperor to rule us."
Sanguinius stared at the woman, then glanced at all the delegates present.
“This is not something you can change.”