Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 539

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  Let future affairs be handled by future people.

  Guilliman planned out the Primarch and his exit time.

   Then encrypt this file.

   Wait until everything is in place.

  Like the previous empire.

  The Primarch and he will both leave and gradually disappear in human history.

  This document will also be handed over to everyone in the Council of Terra.

  Power will not be handed over suddenly, but subtly.

  The Mortal Council slowly takes over all power.

   When the gamification of the universe and the subspace spirit of all human beings are perfectly connected and solidified, it is the time for them to leave.

   At that time, there will be no barriers between people.

  They are able to feel each other's pain and joy.

  In this way, the losses caused by miscommunication can be greatly reduced.

   As for the handling of the traitorous original body, Guilliman also has a brand new plan.

  He'll get this done before he leaves.

   The traitorous original body must not stay, no matter what the reason for the betrayal is.

   Betrayal is betrayal.

   It doesn't mean that there are hardships that can put countless human beings in danger.

   Those innocent people are not capable of harming those Primarchs.

   was dragged into the dark abyss by them, and almost became extinct.

  If such crimes can be forgiven with reasons, then the empire will be in chaos.

   Simply killing the traitor primarch is not a good way.

   In a way, the Traitor Primarch is an asset to humanity.

  The four evil gods took away these assets and declared them to be their own.

  But they belong to humans after all.

  When the Emperor created a Primarch, he took a name from mythology.

   This is not an accidental move.

  The name is a very special thing.

  It is related to a person's destiny and future path.

  The Primarch itself is the echo of the human subspace, those ancient myths that have been sung by countless people.

  The Emperor molded it into a physical body.

  Guilliman planned to extract the essence of these guys, then dismantle them into pieces and hand them over to different creatures.

   It is as if the Emperor implanted the shard of Magnus's loyal soul into a loyalist, making him one of the Gray Knights' founding Eight Mentors.

  Guilliman planned to follow that practice, separating the soul fragments of the traitorous primarch, purifying them, and finally implanting them in different human bodies as the empire's trump card.

  In addition to rebelling against the original body, Guilliman also plans to completely dispose of the various relics of the golden age sealed in the dark dungeon or some sealed items that can destroy countless living beings.

  Those weapons were once regarded by the emperor as the hole cards for the Jedi to counterattack after the failure of human beings.

   Now these hole cards are no longer needed.

   Time to get rid of it.

  Those things have never entered the history books of mankind, nor will they appear in the future.

   No one would even know these things existed.

   Some unbearable history in the past will be completely erased.

  The truth of history has always been customized according to needs.

  If necessary, the despicable can be rendered as a martyr, and the noble can be said to be a despicable villain.

  The same goes for those things under the dungeon.

   No matter how ugly and dark secrets there were, they will all be buried.

  October is fleeting.

  In the Ark of the Holy Religion, several of the most influential top figures of the State Religion are here.

  The pope, living saint, war apostle, bishop, etc. who are responsible for missionary work in universe 03.

  Each one has countless supporters.

  They exist to proclaim the glory of the Holy Emperor.

   What a sacred thing to have a child out of wedlock!

  As described by countless myths.

  He put his child in a pure virgin body, let him be born, walked in this world, and preached the gospel for the suffering people.

  The number of appearances of the Holy Emperor is less and less.

  He no longer fights around, and no longer shows his noble side in front of believers.

  The arrival of this child will bring comfort to the faithful who are anxious about the presence of the Holy Emperor in the solar system.

   This is His child.

  Detached from His unimaginable, divine body of light.

   This child will be a symbol of hope for the Empire.

  Even if they lose the Holy Emperor, they still have this child.

   A child's cry sounded.

  New life comes into this world.

  The empire's medical technology is very advanced, and it is not difficult to take out a child conceived by a natural mother.

  He has gold, blue, and green pupils.

   Exactly like his father.

  His noble and inviolable side can be vaguely seen on that wrinkled little face.

  Several high-ranking members of the state religion showed joy.

  The birth of a child will bring the prestige of the state religion to the extreme.

  However, the appearance of several golden armored warriors shattered their dreams.

   They wore holy armor of gold.

  A royal scarlet cloak draped over his shoulders.

  Long halberd topped with a heavy silver blade.

  The body of the halberd is tightly held in the wide and heavy palm.

  Forbidden Army.

  A forbidden army that was supposed to stay in the solar system appeared in universe 03.

   "Your Majesty ordered that this child will be taken away by us." The person in charge of this matter was Valano, the commander of the imperial army, one of the most powerful people under the Primarch of the Empire.

   "Is there any misunderstanding?" The Pope is very fat, and when he speaks, the fat on his face is trembling.

  Under the gorgeous clothes are layers of mechanical prosthetics and artificial fat.

   "This is my child." Asakami Shion said, "You have no right to do that."

   "Sorry, we are following His Majesty's order." Valano calmly swept over those people and said every word.

   "This is His child, how could He have the heart to separate the mother from the child." Asakashi Yin reached out and held the giant scythe, "I don't believe you, leave immediately, otherwise you will be regarded as an invasion."

  The Shengjiao Ark is a ship belonging to the state religion, and it is also a ship belonging to Asakami Shiyin.

  Her word here is the supreme command.

  Several high-level legions activated the armed security system, and once Asakami Shiyin issued an order, they would press the fire button.

  By that time, things are bound to get out of hand.

  The holy emperor's living saint took action against the holy emperor's personal guards, which was a sign of disaster.

  Valano looked at Shiyin Asakami, holding the halberd tightly in his hand, the killing intent in his eyes was cold, and he didn't try to hide it.

   They were born to maintain the emperor's authority.

  Valanor assessed how long it would take him to kill all those guys who intended to violate the order of the Holy Emperor.

   "This is His Majesty's order, do you want to disobey it?"

   "You're just a beast that uses His name to do evil." Qianshang Shiyin roared: "Get away, don't have any thoughts about this child."

  The atmosphere between the two parties suddenly became tense.

  The fanatics of the state religion are not afraid of death. Once a conflict breaks out, the kind of suicide attack forbidden army may not be able to retreat unscathed.

  Brilliant bright light suddenly exploded in the air.

  Everyone subconsciously covered their eyes and made painful noises.

  The light is so terrifying, as if it can melt steel.

  The majestic and terrifying spiritual roar continued to echo in their ears, causing them to shed tears of blood.

   Several high-ranking members of the State Church felt great pressure, and the communicator next to their ears echoed voices of pain and joy.

   When the pressure subsided a little, everyone looked at the location where the light burst out.

  A noble, perfect face appeared in their eyes.

   Majestic, noble, no blasphemy and offense allowed.

  Except for a few imperial guards, everyone kneeled down in tears.

  Guilliman picked up the child and placed it in the hands of the Custodian.

   "Take him away."

  Valano nodded, turned and left with the imperial army.

  Guilliman turned his head to look at those high-ranking officials of the State Church.

   "This child has extraordinary power, but now is not the time for him to show his talents. When mankind enters the dark age again, it is time for him to show his talents and abilities."

   This is a lie.

  Guilliman didn't think about letting this child come out to save the world in the future.

  This child is the embodiment of faith, and to some extent, it has the same root as the four gods.

  Mankind is destined to have a god.

  At the beginning, the emperor was only a short distance away from becoming the Lord of Darkness, the eternal fifth evil **** of the subspace.

  Emperor left, does not mean that the Lord of Darkness will not be born.

   No one dared to contradict Guilliman's words.

  Even the parties who are living saints and mothers do not have the courage to refute their own beliefs and vow to dedicate everything to God.

   "I haven't kissed him yet." Asakami Shion said painfully.

   "You will not suffer." Guilliman said: "You will forget everything, child."

  The strong light burst out again.

   Not only enveloped the Ark of the Holy Cult, but also enveloped the entire fleet, erasing and sealing their memory technology about children.

   After finishing all this, Guilliman's figure also collapsed into the air.

  With the help of a complete lighthouse system, he has been able to project his power across the universe.

   It is not difficult for him to clean the memory of all soldiers in the entire fleet.

   There are countless illusions in the subspace.

  They are the nightmares of real beings, the fantasy of real beings.

  The old man stood on a high mountain, and black snowflakes fell from the drowsy sky.

  Looking up, there is snow everywhere, and there is no end in sight.

  The old man let out a breath.

   Ice cold.

   Biting cold.

  Knelt down and picked up a handful of snow, the old man's eyes also became dazed.

   Snow is no longer snow but everything those poor souls have ever suffered.

  Mother weeps beside the body of her dead child.

  The seriously ill man was unwilling to swallow his last breath.

   The wind echoed with howls and angry growls.

  The suffering of all living beings turns into snowflakes and falls in this **** of despair and hopelessness.

   "They're still screaming, Malcador." A steady voice came.

  The old man turned his head and looked over.

  A young man wearing a crown of thorns and dripping blood came out from the snow behind him.

  He looks exactly like Guilliman.

   "They are manifestations of pain, naturally screaming and roaring day and night. Vulkan is winning, and soon they will have their throats slit and be silent," Malcador said.

"Then you didn't hear the First Cry? A new warp creature was born, and what's more terrifying, it was born with the help of human faith. The Emperor was right to reject faith, which was never something to be controlled. I am using it, and it is also using me. This reminds me of a story that looks absurd but actually makes sense. Did humans tame rice, or did rice tame humans? Humans have to open up fields for rice and divert water to irrigate it. I even took the initiative to conduct research to help it evolve and better adapt to the environment. When that child appeared, I often wondered whether I controlled the belief or the belief controlled me."

   "Everything is mutual, and the arrogant will think that they can completely tame something without making any changes." Malcador stretched out his hand, and a black snowflake fell on his hand.

  Glissy snowflakes reflect the cry of a man, crying for the loss of a loved one.

"Faith is the weapon of mankind, and it is also the poison of mankind." Guilliman whispered: "The child is handed over to you, Malcador. I will create an accelerated time zone and let the child live in it. One day is equivalent to many years in the outside world. I can't let him get in the way, the huge time flow gap will create a buffer time for us, I will find a way to weaken the belief before leaving, and guide people to the right path. Wait until this child grows up Great, when the power is mastered, the empire is already on the right track, and by that time, they will no longer want a god."

  Guilliman looked at Malcador, his eyes were like burning suns.

   "Don't let me down, Malcador. We are not far from our final success."

   Malcado nodded.

   "I will never disappoint your expectations, Your Majesty."

   Tribunal, temporary station.

   "You once swore and swore that you would never serve the empire."

"Watson, your thinking is wrong. At that time, our vision was so shallow that we could see only Wudu and a small world. Such a world is not worth mentioning in the vast empire. Besides, if the queen executes a soldier in order to stabilize the situation in Wudu and protect millions of people in Wudu? Do you think the queen is unforgivable?"

   "You're so eloquent, Sherlock."

"No, I never like sophistry, I just explain the facts." Sherlock reached out and fiddled with the hologram, and turned to look at Watson, "Okay, we don't need to argue about such things, there are still many cases waiting for us Go and solve it! It started from this one, a local demon was accused of murdering three imperial personnel, and the local trial court demanded that the demon should be exterminated, so as to make an example.”

  : This is a great crime, and the evidence is overwhelming, what else can we do? ? " Watson said puzzled.

   "I have read the dossier, and there are many doubts. I suspect that this demon was framed."

   "What does it matter if the demons are framed? They deserve to die anyway."

"But I still can't stand it. As long as I see the fog, I want to push it away and look at the things behind. And this matter is not so simple. It is very likely that it is a case of imperial corruption in my eyes. I just want to let the other side The devil is just a scapegoat."

   "It's getting more and more crazy, you actually want to clear up the grievances of a demon??"

"In this way, my brain can be completely stimulated. In a short time, we will have to track down the traverser. This kind of devil case will never be accepted. Let's go, Watson, to find a solution for this boring life." Do something."

   Step up and fill in the pit.

  (end of this chapter)

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