Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 449

  Chapter 449 Guilliman is a real god

   Torgaddon was the highest person in the Council of Four Kings in the past.

  The body is tall and straight, and the appearance has the charm of Horus.

  The strong and powerful muscles are covered under the white hospital gown.

  Ordinary medical staff are like children in front of him.

  Toggadon is a toddler, learning to master his body like a newborn baby.

  When he saw Loken, his eyes widened, and after calling out his name involuntarily, he stumbled excitedly towards Loken.

  It always feels a bit strange for two men to have skin-to-skin contact.

   But they are brothers, and their embrace is sincere and warm.

   "My brother." Torgaddon said: "Have you returned too? I really, really."

   Torgaddon blushed with excitement.

  However, his unaccustomed body couldn't keep up with his thoughts, making his words blocked in his throat, making him unable to speak out.

   "Don't be too anxious." Loken said, "Your body hasn't adjusted well yet."

   "I really want to tell you the story of that bear." Torgaddon finished the rest.

  The smile on Loken's face froze, and his eyes revealed astonishment.

   That surprised expression seemed to say, are you kidding me?

  “There once was a bear whose size was beyond imagination, and there was also a hunter. He went up the mountain to hunt the big bear, but he couldn't beat it, so he was killed by the bear.”

   Loken pushed Torgaddon away.

   "Sorry, friend, we may all have the wrong person."

   Torgaddon was stunned by Loken's actions for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

   "You still haven't changed at all, Loken."

"Don't tell me that terrible joke. Even after ten thousand years, I can reproduce every word you said. God, when you said it a dozen times a day in Vengeful Spirit, I It's all over the top.”

   "Hahaha." Torgadun laughed.

   But soon, the two fell silent.

   Speaking of Vengeful Spirit, they brought up some bad memories.

   Trieste did not disturb the reminiscence between the two, but walked away silently.

   "Let's find a place, we should talk about what happened after the City of Songs." Torgaddon said.

   Loken nodded.

  The two of them walked down the corridor of the hospital, and finally came to an empty balcony.

  The hospital serving 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 Hall was located.

  Tara at night is still shrouded in light.

   The beam of light from the Atonement Astronomical Torch is extremely conspicuous, piercing straight into the sky and projecting into the subspace.

  There are several giant structures suspended in the sky.

   They are right above the city.

   Clearly visible those majestic void buildings, and even the huge golden double-headed eagle.

   "What a magnificent scene." Torgaden looked at the bustling city shrouded in brilliance, which seemed hazy.

  The night air became cool and was blown by a gentle breeze.

   Terra's giant buildings are basically divided into areas for greening.

  In the distant past, people abandoned many things in order to survive, wantonly poisoning the world they lived in.

  Those hive cities are not much different from prisons. Even the air is full of toxins, and the waste discharged turns the land into deserts.

  Humans can only hide in the hive capital and use filtering devices to survive.

   Breathing the air that has been cycled thousands of times by the machine, drinking filtered water mixed with urine and sweat.

   Of course, that filtered water isn't clean either.

   A lot of water is slightly toxic.

  The change of the empire also reflects the harmony between human beings and nature.

  Prosperous nature can also enable human beings to obtain a more comfortable life.

  Plants absorb or filter out those toxins.

   "It is indeed very magnificent." Loken said: "Everything we once dreamed has now become a reality."

   "Yes, we fought for it." Torgaddon said: "Tell me, what happened after Canticle City?"

   "That's a very long story." Loken put his mind back to the distant past.

   During the duel at Canticle, he was buried in the fallen ruins, while Torgaddon was beheaded.

   Then, Horus launched an orbital bombardment on Canticle City, completely ruining everything.

   Tarvitz died in that bombing.

  The loyal Death Guard, Luna Wolves, World Eaters, and Emperor's Children were all wiped out in orbital bombardment.

   "It's okay, we have a lot of time." Torgaden said.

   "On that day, after you fell down..."

   Loken talked about the past ten thousand years.

  The cleansing of the Legion on Istvan III was only the beginning of the Horus Rebellion.

  Four Legions of warriors loyal to the Emperor have been purged.

  With the help of the evil god, the entire galaxy is boiling with a terrifying warp space storm.

  Star language communication and subspace navigation have become extremely difficult.

  Many loyal legions knew nothing of Horus' rebellion.

  They were scattered all over the galaxy by Horus with various orders.

  The White Scars Legion led by Chagatai, due to its free movement, made the empire unable to contact.

   Sanguinius and the Blood Angels he belonged to were transferred to the main star of Signus by Horus.

   There, the demons have set traps, waiting for Sanguinius and his heir.

  The Space Wolves suffered a lot of casualties due to the previous battle between Prospero and the Thousand Sons.

  They have retreated to the Fenris homeland for rest.

  The Dark Angel Legion was transferred by Horus to a remote area of ​​the galaxy to fight against the orcs.

   On Isstvan V, Horus carefully designed the trap again.

  Seven legions were ordered to suppress Horus.

  Among them, only the Raven Guard, Salamander, and Iron Hands are loyal.

  The Word Bearers, Iron Warriors, Alphas and Night Lords are all traitors.

  The four Traitor Legions revealed their true colors when three Legions parachuted onto the planet's surface.

  They opened fire on the imperial loyalists. The original seven against four became eight against three, and a brutal massacre broke out.

  Iron Hand Primarch-Ferrus was killed, Salamander Primarch-Vulkan fell into siege, was captured by Curze, and tortured for a long time, Corax was finally picked up by the troops who had stayed in low-earth orbit before.

  The landing field battle killed three loyal legions.

   Horus greatly weakened the power of the loyal side, flattened the gap between the rebels and the loyalists, and tore apart the nascent empire.

   Torgaddon showed grief on his face.

  Three legions were destroyed in the battle of the landing field.

  What a brutal battle that must have been.

  He remembered a stalk that was often said in the Legion.

   The Astartes are invincible.

  Because only an Astartes can kill an Astartes.

   And that kind of thing is not going to happen.

  They are eternal blood brothers, warriors fighting for mankind.

  It turns out how naive they really were back then.

   The Chaos Gods regard all creatures as playthings in their hands.

  Brotherhood, greatness, everything was ruined.

   Loken continued to talk, from Istvan to the Battle of Calth, to the Storm of Destruction, and to Alpha's infiltration.

  The Great Crusade came to an end. Humanity was massacred by the warriors who were supposed to save them. The science and reason that had been established with great difficulty were crumbling in the violence.

   Torgaddon listened to the devastation wrought by the Horus Heresy on the nascent empire.

  The grief on his face became more and more intense.

  The fierce battle of Terra forced the army to be dismantled after the war, and mankind went to a short-lived glory, and then went to decline.

   Various terrifying aliens are back.

   Constantly launching an offensive against the Empire.

  The traitors who had been silent for a long time also accumulated strength for a long time, and once again launched a dark expedition against the empire.

  The more he knew about the past of the empire, Torgaddon was amazed by the prosperity he saw.

   Rebuilding a civilization that has fallen into darkness and despair is no less difficult than building a brand new empire.

   Loken spoke late into the night, until their medical staff asked to return to the convalescent ward.

   But they didn't stop there. At Torgaddon's strong request, the medical staff put the bed in the same ward as Loken.

  The two reunited after a long absence seemed to have endless things to talk about.

   Waiting until the next day, the two of them were still full of energy, chatting about various pasts of the empire.

   Loken told Torgaddon what happened to those rebel Primarchs, and now they are all being stuffed like monkeys in the torch of atonement for others to see.

   It can be said that he lost all face.

   "They live." Torgaddon said: "Those guys don't deserve any sympathy."

   "I think so too." Loken said, "The crimes they committed cannot be forgiven."

   "Our return heralds the failure of those fools, and the glory of humanity will shine again."

   Torgaddon said.

   "Yes, that's it." Loken said, "Before that, we have to recover first. There is no way for us to win with this body that can't exert its strength."

   "Speaking of this body, do you feel the wonder in it?" Loken said in a low voice: "There will be a special voice in your head, making you feel like a sophisticated battle robot."

   Torgaddon nodded.

   "There is a self-proclaimed system or something, and there are templates. Forgive my lack of scientific terminology. I really can't think of any professional words to describe it."

"I'm really curious how Guilliman did it!" Loken said in a low voice: "No, it shouldn't be called Guilliman, that is already a title in the past, and now he should be called the Holy Emperor, the Lord of Humanity. "

"I'm curious too, but that's not my forte, so I can't tell you the answer." Torgaden shrugged, "If you want to talk about the Holy Emperor, I'm as surprised as you are. I vaguely remember the first time When I met him, I was with Horus who had not rebelled at that time, and I only remembered that the Lord of Limits was very tall, strong, and had a noble and perfect face."

   "He is only one of the Emperor's eighteen heirs. No one would have thought that he would succeed his father as the new Lord of Humanity one day."

   "Even Horus at the time would never have imagined that he won the position of Warmaster, but the Lord of Limits would become the Lord of Humanity in the future."

  The tone of the two of them was full of embarrassment.

   No one could have imagined such a development.

  Elected as the Warmaster after the victory in Ulano, Horus, known as the first person in the Primarch, became a traitor and was eventually killed by the Emperor.

   Known as the model of the Lord of Limits, he became the second human emperor of the empire by virtue of his unparalleled achievements.

  Fate is always full of such drama.

  No one can really predict what will happen in the future.

   Loken and Torgaddon were chatting like that.

  Reminiscing about the past, imagining the future, and even thinking about applying for an honor duel after the body regains its strength.

   Two battles against Erebus and Abaddon respectively.

  Break their spines, connect them again, then exchange the dueling objects, and break their spines again.

  Use the cruelest method to humiliate them and avenge their betrayal in the past.

  The Emperor Supreme.

  Laughing God Selego stands on a magnificent high platform.

  The vast round bowl cultivation hall is inlaid with radiant ecological cultivation cabins.

  The training cabin is like a mother's womb, gestating each and every creature.

  They were wrapped in nutrient solution, and their gene sequences were reproduced through the data read by the cosmic background.

  The empire's exploration team has been scattered throughout the universe of the heavens.

  Except for the universe that is being attacked, there are countless civilizations that have come into contact with.

   Among them are some powerful spiritual civilizations.

  In the eyes of mortals, those strong individuals possessed by spiritual civilizations are extraordinarily terrifying.

   Immortal, even if killed, as long as someone recites his name, he can return.

  It is actually not much different from those chaotic gods, and can enter the real world by relying on people's thoughts.

  The rules that can burn out the real universe, which is the so-called Tao.

   He can also use his ability to transcend time to tamper with the past, present, and future.

  Those civilizations also gave this kind of individual realm a very powerful name.

  Burn Road, Mythology Da Luo, Transcendence, End of Road, etc.

  The empire did not have a direct conflict with these psychic civilizations, but it also conducted research on these powerful psychic individuals.

  As long as you have established a complete cosmic structure system and mastered enough in-depth knowledge, you will understand that these so-called psychic individuals are not unimaginable existences.

  The path of truth is endless, the universe itself is also evolving, and it will also store data to ensure that it can develop 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 the inheritance of knowledge for the next generation.

  The universe itself also stores data.

  Empire calls it cosmic background data.

  This kind of data is the genetic information of the universe, which will be related to the birth of the next universe.

  The sages of the empire have discovered through research that psychic individuals can modify the background information of the universe to some extent through some special practices.

  Those psychic individuals are like virus applets, implanted in the genetic information of the universe.

  As long as the conditions are met, it can be activated.

   Then frantically re-engraved and reproduced in the real universe.

  Of course, they will not consider their behavior as a virus, but call it a stigma, or leave their way in the avenue.

  The brand is immortal, the true spirit is immortal, and all living beings can return if they think about it.

   To revive those imperial heroic spirits, Guilliman used the souls of the heroic spirits remaining in the Emperor's Domain to extract the background data of the universe to shape their bodies, allowing them to be active in reality freely.

  Gold and silver plated servo skulls hover in the air.

  The two-headed eagle emblem is embedded in their foreheads.

  Servo skulls house industrial hydraulics.

  With a rough industrial atmosphere, the hydraulic device can firmly grasp the entire cultivation cabin and send it to the designated area.

  The high-speed flying servo skull skims through the air.

  The empty eye sockets emitted streaks of red scanning light.

   Whenever there are training cabins whose indicator light turns green, they will fly over, open various cables, and then lift the training cabin away, and then transport it to the ground through the airport, and use the facilities there to allow the returnees to reappear.

   Elderal came from behind.

  The Eldar prophet who took off his helmet scanned the cultivation hall with the standard industrial production process with his eyes.

   "The demons are reborn through subspace, and the military personnel of the empire return through technology and arcane methods. To be honest, I don't even know which side is the demons.""

"There is no difference, why divide it?" Selego said with a smile: "Even if Guilliman denies it a thousand times, ten thousand times, he can't deny that he is a god. As long as the countless people of the empire trust him, then He is God, and his denial is pointless."

"Guilliman is a god, just like the prince of joy, the father of disease, the devil of change, the **** of blood. Imagine how many universes the empire has reached? How many worlds have they colonized? Population factory How many people are born every day? The beliefs and hopes of these people are gathered together, even if Guilliman is not a god, the people of the empire will make him a god."

"Think about how similar Guilliman is to the gods. Khorne is for war and blood, Nurgle is for spreading plagues, the Lord of Change is for games, and the Prince of Pleasure is for letting all creatures indulge until the end of the universe. Guilliman is It is to make human beings above the heavens and make themselves the masters of the heavens. They have the same ambition, arrogance, greed, and will do anything for their own goals."

"Abandon our original position, from the perspective of the whole universe, there is no difference between them, they are all the same paranoia, anyone who tries to stop them will be crushed. If you persuade Guilliman to give up his great cause, It's like going to persuade Khorne, drink tea and sit down to talk slowly if you have something to do, don't always be rough.”

"Khorne will not listen to any nonsense, he will just kill the chattering guy with a single axe, and sacrifice more blood for himself. Guilliman will also directly kill anyone who dares to stop him from completing the great cause of the empire of the heavens Let them know what the Wrath of Guilliman is. What is the difference between those imperial warriors fighting in his name and those demons? Those enemies who dare to block him, aliens different from humans, are demons in their hearts Is it really different from the Empire?"

   Eldrar whispered, "In this way, Guilliman is a real god. It's just that he doesn't want to admit it."

   I owed four chapters yesterday, and two chapters today. Oh, it's getting more and more decadent

  (end of this chapter)

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