Torgaddon was the highest-ranking person in the former Council of Four Kings.
He has a tall and straight figure, and his appearance has the charm of Horus.
The strong and powerful muscles are covered by the white hospital gown.
Ordinary medical staff are like children in front of him.
Torgaddon was taking his first steps, like a newborn baby, learning to control his own body.
When he saw Locke, his eyes widened, and after shouting out his name involuntarily, he stumbled towards Locke excitedly.
There was something strange about two men touching skin to skin.
But they were brothers, and their embrace was genuine and warm.
"My brother," said Torgaddon, "you have returned too? I really do. I really do."
Torgaton's face flushed with excitement.
However, his body, which had not yet adapted, could not keep up with his thoughts, causing his words to get stuck in his throat and he could not utter them.
"Don't be too anxious." Locke said, "Your body hasn't adapted yet."
"I really want to tell you the story of that bear." Torgaddon finished the rest of the words.
The smile on Locke's face froze, and astonishment appeared in his eyes.
That surprised expression seemed to be saying, are you kidding me
"Once there was a bear that was so big that it was beyond imagination, and there was a hunter. He went up the mountain to fight the big bear, but he couldn't beat it, so the bear killed him."
Loken pushed Torgaddon away.
"I'm sorry, my friend, we may have recognized the wrong person."
Torgaton was stunned for a moment by Loken's actions, then burst into laughter.
"You haven't changed at all, Lorcan."
“Don’t tell me that terrible joke. Even if ten thousand years had passed, I could still reproduce every word you said. God, you said it a dozen times a day in the Spirit of Vengeance. I knew it by heart.”
"Hahaha." Torgaddon laughed.
But soon, the two fell silent.
Speaking of the spirit of vengeance, they brought back some bad memories.
Trist did not interrupt the two people's reminiscing, but walked away quietly.
"Let's find a place. We should talk about what happens after the City of Anthem." said Togaton.
Lorcan nodded.
The two of them walked along the hospital corridor and eventually came to an empty balcony.
The hospital that provides services for the returnees is located not far from the Terra Palace.
When they walked to the balcony, they saw the magnificent Tower of Hegemony and the inner court where the throne room was located.
Terra at night is still shrouded in light.
The beam of light from the Atonement Astronomican was particularly conspicuous, piercing straight into the sky and projecting into the warp.
Several giant structures are suspended in the sky.
They are just above the city.
The magnificent void buildings are clearly visible, and even the huge golden double-headed eagle can be seen.
"What a magnificent scene." Torgaddon looked at the bustling city shrouded in light and looking hazy.
The night air became cool and was blown by a gentle breeze.
Most of Terra's giant buildings are divided into areas for greening.
In the distant past, people abandoned many things in order to survive and wantonly poisoned the world they lived in.
Those hive cities are not much different from prisons. Even the air is toxic and the waste they emit turns large tracts of land into deserts.
Humans can only hide in hives and use filtering devices to survive.
Breathing the air that has been circulated by machines thousands of times, and drinking filtered water mixed with urine and sweat.
Of course, that filtered water isn't clean either.
A lot of water is mildly toxic.
The changes in the empire also reflect the harmony between humans and nature.
A thriving nature can also allow humans to live a more comfortable life.
Plants absorb or filter out the toxins.
"It is truly magnificent," Loken said. "Everything we have ever dreamed of is now a reality."
"Yes, we fought for it." Torgadon said, "Tell me, what happened after the Song City?"
"That's a very long story." Locke put his mind back to the distant past.
During the duel at Anthem City, he was buried by the falling rubble and Torgaddon was beheaded.
Then, Horus launched an orbital bombardment on the City of Anthem, completely destroying everything.
Tarvizz died in that bombing.
The loyal Death Guard, Luna Wolves, World Eaters, and Emperor's Children were all wiped out in the orbital bombardment.
"It's okay, we have plenty of time," said Torgaddon.
"That day, after you fell..."
Locke talked about what happened in the past ten thousand years.
The purge of the Legion on the planet Instefan III was only the beginning of the Horus Heresy.
The warriors loyal to the Emperor in the four legions have been purged.
With the help of the evil god, the entire galaxy was boiling with terrifying subspace storms.
Astropathic communications and warp navigation became extremely difficult.
Many of the Loyalist Legions remained unaware of Horus's Heresy.
They were scattered throughout the galaxy by Horus under various orders.
The White Scars Legion led by Chagatai was unable to be contacted by the Empire due to its free actions.
Sanguinius and his Blood Angels were transferred to Signus Prime by Horus.
There, demons had set a trap for Sanguinius and his brood.
The Space Wolves had suffered heavy casualties from their previous battles with Prospero and the Thousand Sons.
They have retreated to Fenris Homeworld to rest and recuperate.
The Dark Angels were transferred by Horus to remote areas of the galaxy to fight and eliminate the Orks.
On Instefan V, Horus set another elaborate trap.
Seven legions were ordered to suppress Horus.
Among them, only the Raven Guard, Salamanders, and Iron Hands are loyal.
The Word Bearers, the Iron Warriors, the Alphas and the Night Lords are all traitors.
When the three legions parachuted onto the surface of the planet, the four traitor legions revealed their true colors.
They opened fire on the Imperial loyalists, and the original seven to four turned into eight to three, and a brutal massacre broke out.
Ferrus was killed, Vulkan was besieged, captured by Curze, and tortured for a long time, and Corax was eventually picked up by the forces that had been left in low Earth orbit.
The Battle of the Landing Grounds resulted in the destruction of three loyal legions.
Horus greatly weakened the Loyalists, leveling the gap between the Rebels and the Loyalists and tearing the nascent Empire apart.
Torgaddon's face showed sorrow.
Three legions were destroyed in the Battle of the Landing Grounds.
What a brutal battle that was.
He remembered a joke that was often said in the legion.
Astartes is invincible.
For only an Astarte can kill an Astarte.
And that's not going to happen.
They are eternal blood brothers and warriors fighting for humanity.
Facts have proven how naive they were at that time.
The Chaos Gods treat all living beings as playthings in their hands.
Brotherhood, glory, everything was ruined.
Loken continued to talk, from Yin Stefan to the Battle of Calth, the Destruction Storm, and the infiltration of Alpha.
The Great Crusade ended, humans were massacred by the warriors who were supposed to save them, and the science and rationality that had been hard to establish were shaken in the violence.
Torgaddon listened to the devastation wrought upon the nascent Imperium by the Horus Heresy.
The sadness on his face became more and more intense.
The Battle of Terra was brutal, and after the war the legions were forced to split up. Humanity experienced a brief period of glory, and then fell into decline.
All kinds of terrible aliens have returned.
Continue to launch offensive against the empire.
The long-silent traitors also accumulated strength over a long period of time and once again launched a dark expedition against the empire.
The more he learned about the empire's past, the more he was amazed at the prosperity he saw.
Rebuilding a civilization that has fallen into darkness and despair is no less difficult than building a new empire.
Loken spoke into the night until their medical staff asked them to return to the convalescent ward.
But they did not stop there. At Torgaddon's strong request, the medical staff put the bed in the same ward as Loken.
The two people who met again after a long separation seemed to have endless things to talk about.
By the next day, the two of them were still full of energy and chatted about the empire's past.
Loken told Torgaddon the fate of the rebellious primarchs, who were now all being treated like monkeys and stuffed into the Astronomican of Atonement for show.
It can be said that it is a complete loss of face.
"They live," said Torgaddon. "Those guys don't deserve any sympathy."
"I think so too," Loken said. "The crimes they committed are unforgivable."
"Our return heralds the failure of those fools, and the glory of mankind will shine again."
Torgaddon said.
"Yes, that's right." Locke said, "Before that, we have to recover first. We can't win with a body that can't exert its strength."
"Speaking of this body, do you feel the wonder of it?" Locke whispered, "There will be a special voice in your mind that makes you feel like a sophisticated combat robot."
Torgaddon nodded.
"There's a self-proclaimed system or something, and there's also a template. Forgive my poor scientific terminology, but I really can't think of any professional words to describe it."
“I really wonder how Guilliman did it!
"Loken whispered, "No, and he should not be called Guilliman. That is a title of the past. Now he should be called the Holy Emperor, Lord of Mankind."
"I am also curious, but this is not my strong point, so I cannot tell you the answer." Torgaddon shrugged. "If you want to talk about the Holy Emperor, I am just as surprised as you are. I vaguely remember the first time I met him, when I was with Horus before he rebelled. I only remember that the Lord of the Limits was very tall, strong, and had a noble, perfect face."
"He is just one of the Emperor's eighteen children. No one would have thought that he would one day succeed his father and become the new Lord of Mankind."
"Even Horus at that time probably could not have imagined that he would get the position of Warmaster, but the Lord of the Limits would become the Lord of Humanity in the future."
There was a sense of regret in the tone of both of them.
No one could have imagined such a development.
Chosen as Warmaster after the Victory of Ullanor and hailed as the First among the Primarchs, Horus turned traitor and was ultimately slain by the Emperor.
The Lord of the Limits, who is hailed as a model, became the second human emperor of the empire with his unparalleled achievements.
Fate is always full of such drama.
No one can truly predict what will happen in the future.
Loken and Torgaddon chatted like this.
Reminiscing about the past, imagining the future, and even thinking about applying for an honor duel after regaining strength.
The two fought against Erebus and Abaddon respectively.
Break their spine, then reconnect them, then change your duel partner and break their spine again.
Use the cruelest methods to humiliate them and avenge their past betrayal.
... ... ...
The supreme title of the emperor.
The Laughing God Xilego stood on a magnificent platform.
The vast round bowl cultivation hall is inlaid with glowing ecological cultivation cabins.
The incubator is like a mother's womb, nurturing each and every living being.
They are encapsulated in a nutrient solution, and their genetic sequences are replicated using data read from the cosmic background.
The Empire's exploration teams have spread throughout the universe.
Apart from the universe currently being conquered, there are countless civilizations that have been encountered.
There are many powerful psychic civilizations among them.
The individual powerful beings possessed by those psychic civilizations are extraordinarily terrifying in the eyes of mortals.
Even if he is killed, he can come back as long as someone chants his name.
In fact, they are not much different from those chaotic gods and can enter the real world through people's thoughts.
The rules that can burn the real universe are the so-called Tao.
He can also use his ability to transcend time to tamper with the past, present and future.
Those civilizations even gave this individual realm some very cool names.
Burial Road, Mythical Daluo, Transcendence, End of the Road, etc.
The Empire did not engage in direct conflict with these psychic civilizations, but it also conducted research on these powerful psychic individuals.
As long as a complete cosmic structure system is established and sufficiently in-depth knowledge is mastered, it will be understood that these so-called psychic individuals are not unimaginable existences.
The road to truth has no end. The universe itself is also evolving and storing data to ensure that it can become stronger and more prosperous.
Just like the inheritance of life, the next generation of human beings often carries the genes of the previous generation, leaving behind a legacy of knowledge for the next generation.
The universe itself also stores data.
The Empire calls it cosmic background data.
This data is the genetic information of the universe and will be related to the birth of the next universe.
The sages of the Empire have discovered that psychic individuals can modify the background information of the universe to a certain extent through some special practices.
Those psychic individuals are like virus programs, implanted into the genetic information of the universe.
As long as you meet the conditions, you can activate it.
Then replicate it madly and reappear in the real universe.
Of course, they would not consider their behavior as a virus, but would call it a brand, or their own way left in the avenue.
The mark is indelible, the true spirit is indestructible, and all living beings can return if they wish.
To resurrect the heroes of the Empire, Guilliman used the remaining souls of the heroes in the Emperor's domain and extracted the background data of the universe to shape their bodies, allowing them to move freely in reality.
Servo skulls plated with gold and silver hovered in the air.
The double-headed eagle emblem is embedded in their foreheads.
The servoskull is equipped with industrial hydraulics.
The hydraulic device with a rough industrial feel can firmly grasp the entire culture chamber and then send it to the designated area.
The servoskull flew through the air at high speed.
Red scanning lights emitted from the empty eye sockets.
Whenever there are incubators whose indicator lights turn green, they will fly over, open the various cables, then pick up the incubator, transport it to the ground through the airport, and use the facilities there to allow the returnees to reappear.
Eldrar came up from behind.
The Eldar prophet took off his helmet and scanned the training hall with standard industrial production processes.
"The demons are reborn through the warp, and the military personnel of the Empire return through technological and arcane means. To be honest, I can't tell which side is the demon now."
"There is no difference, why should we divide it?" Xilego said with a smile: "Even if Guilliman denies it a thousand times or ten thousand times, he cannot deny that he is a god. As long as countless people in the empire trust him, he is a god, and his denial is meaningless."
"Guilliman is a god, just like the Prince of Pleasure, the Lord of Disease, the Lord of Change, and the God of Blood. Imagine how many universes the Empire has reached? How many worlds have they colonized? How many people are produced by the population factory every day? The faith and hopes of these people are combined. Even if Guilliman is not a god, the people of the Empire will make him a god."
"Think about it, Guilliman is so similar to the gods. Khorne is for war and blood, Nurgle is for spreading plague, the Lord of Change is for games, and the Prince of Pleasure is for letting all living beings indulge until the end of the universe. Guilliman wants to make humans surpass the heavens and make himself the master of the heavens. They have the same ambition and arrogance, greed, and will do anything to achieve their goals."
"Let go of our original position. From the perspective of the entire universe, there is no difference between them. They are all equally paranoid. Anyone who tries to stop them will be crushed. You are trying to persuade Guilliman to give up his great cause, just like trying to persuade Khorne. If you have something to say, just sit down and have some tea and talk slowly. Don't always resort to violence."
"Khorne will not listen to any nonsense, he will just kill the chattering guy with an axe, and donate more blood to himself. Guilliman will also kill any creature who dares to prevent him from completing the great cause of the Empire of the Heavens, and let them know what Guilliman's wrath is. What is the difference between those imperial warriors who fight in his name and those demons? Those enemies who dare to stop him, aliens who are different from humans, in their hearts, is there really a difference between demons and the Empire?"
Eldrar whispered, "Then Guilliman is a true god. He just won't admit it."