No one knows how Felix the Hero managed to reconcile the differences between the Grey Knights, the Sisters of Silence, and the Church of England over the treatment of girls.

But what is certain is that when the spaceship jumped out of the subspace, the two sides did not fight.

Don't think this is an exaggeration.

Although the Imperium of Man appears on the surface to be a highly centralized militaristic dictatorship, it is in fact a fragmented system.

The State Religion, the Custodes, the Inquisition, the High Lords Council of Terra, the Adeptus Mechanicus, the Ministry of the Interior, the Ministry of Justice, the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Navy, various Astartes Orders, planetary governors and sector governors, the Assassin's Court, the Torch Court, the Star Whispering Court, Rogue Merchants, etc., almost every department has its own ideas.

Even within these departments, there can be infinite subdivisions, creating hundreds or thousands of factions.

These departments and factions have completely different attitudes towards a matter.

Although they all claimed to be loyal to the Empire and the great God-Emperor, they were ruthless when it came to attacking their own people.

Especially when the current regent, Robert Guilliman, wanted to re-implement the Imperial Truth, some fanatical chapter priests even wanted to assassinate him, and the high lords tried to use the power in their hands to force him to kneel down and surrender to themselves.

If this is how they treat the Primarch of the Emperor's son, let alone others.

To this day, there is still a strong hostility towards Robouti Guilliman among many within the Imperium.

Because in the 30th Millennium, before the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, the Council of High Lords he personally formed excluded all the Primarchs.

So these guys believe that allowing the Primarch to participate in politics and even become the helmsman of the Empire is itself against the Emperor's will.

In short, compared with the complex power, political structure and numerous factions within the empire, the three South Asian countries can be said to be both united and unified.

Fortunately, with the return of the spaceship to the flagship of the expedition fleet, Macragge's Glory, the hero Felix could finally put his heart at ease.

After all, this is where the Primarch is, and there are also a large number of Astartes from the Ultramarines, as well as the Imperial Guards brought out from the Terra Palace. Neither the people of the Ecclesiarchy nor the Grey Knights dare to cause trouble easily.

What's more, even if a fight really breaks out, the golden combination of the Imperial Guards and the Sisters of Silence can suppress the conflict within a few minutes.

You must know that the physical fitness and combat effectiveness of the Imperial Guards are much stronger than those of ordinary Astartes.

Moreover, for as long as ten thousand years, they had all stayed in the Imperial Palace on Terra to guard the Emperor and had never left. Many of them were veterans who had served for tens of thousands of years and had participated in the Great Crusade and the Horus Heresy.

In contrast, it is extremely rare for an Astartes Chapter to have served for more than one or two thousand years.

There is also a huge gap between the two in terms of combat experience.

Although it may not be as exaggerated as the Primarch, it is still no problem for an elite guard to deal with several Astartes at the same time.

So after handing over the girl who was suspected to be a living saint to the guards and the Sisters of Silence, the hero Felix immediately found his genetic father and reported everything he had seen from beginning to end without leaving out any detail.

"Do you believe that this girl is a true living saint like Celestine?"

Robert Guilliman asked in an uncertain tone after listening to the report.

"I'm sorry, I don't know. But it doesn't matter anymore, because the state church believes that she is who she is. And her arrival has boosted the morale of the entire expeditionary force, and they firmly believe that we will win the war under the protection of the God-Emperor."

Felix spoke directly out his true thoughts.

As one of the Four Heroes of Ultramar, he was obviously not a reckless man whose mind was filled with only war and killing. Instead, he possessed very high political literacy and understood the great benefits that could be brought about by the appearance of a living saint during the Plague War.

This played a very positive role in rebuilding people's inner hope and leading the empire out of the dark period that lasted for tens of thousands of years.

The most important thing is that the girl seems to be able to control her terrifying psychic power. She is not like other psychics who are out of control after their talents are awakened.

For today's human empire, "controllability" is the most important thing.

Robert Guilliman showed a bitter smile on his face and sighed in a low voice: "Yes, you are right.

From the moment the state religion recognized it, it no longer mattered who the girl was.

She has become a symbol of victory and an intangible political asset, just like the state religion today.

In this dark age, mortals need faith to bring a little light to their miserable lives.

Maybe Soth is right.

Whether it is the Imperial Truth or the state religion, in the final analysis, they are just tools to maintain rule.

The reason why the Empire chose the latter rather than the former between the 30th and 40th millenniums was actually the inevitable result of the deteriorating security environment.

Because religion is the lowest-cost way to maintain a vast empire.

Not only does it not need to invest a lot of resources into the education system like Imperial Truth, but it can also increase tax revenue and reduce public resistance to a certain extent.

But making people more ignorant is not a long-term solution.

Perhaps when the situation improves, we can make the people more rational by popularizing education and improving their cognitive level, and then they will naturally abandon religion and embrace the imperial truth. "

"Soth? Have you been in touch with him?"

Felix showed a very surprised expression.

Robert Guilliman nodded slightly: "Yes, we have been in touch.

He, like my father the emperor, possesses extremely powerful psychic powers.

It can even span the entire galaxy and use the power of the subspace to make its consciousness and projection appear anywhere.

We have discussed many of the difficulties and problems facing the empire.

He gave me a lot of inspiration from another perspective.

In some ways, Soth has a lot in common with the Emperor.

For example, they all advocate extreme authoritarianism and believe that a strong central government and efficient military and administrative capabilities are necessary to maintain the regime.

For example, they don’t care about other people’s opinions and always believe that the path they choose is the right one.

If there wasn't too much resistance within the empire, I would have invited him to Terra to meet the Emperor on the throne.

Maybe he can find a way to get my father back on his feet.”

"Who is this unknown being who calls himself Soth? Why would the God-Emperor allow him to establish a second human regime besides the Empire?"

After a long silence, Felix asked the question that concerned him most.

"I only know that he is an outsider, that's all. And he and my father, the emperor, have many unknown and shocking plans."

Roboute Guilliman narrowed his eyes and gave a very vague answer.

Because you himself don't know what the Shuoyou incarnation is.

According to the initial observations and speculations of the Grand Sage of the Mechanicus, Belisarius Cawl, it was once believed that Zuo Si might be a Star God or a fragment of a Star God.

The reason is that Shuo Oil can make certain changes to matter and physical laws to a great extent, which is a power that only Star Gods have.

But later this speculation was overturned.

The reason is that they suddenly discovered that the incarnation of Shuoyou could actually absorb huge psychic energy directly from the subspace like the human emperor, and then form all kinds of incredible spells.

This is obviously something that the current god, the Star God, cannot do.

Therefore, the empire has no idea about Zuo Si's identity now. Even the title of "outsider" was learned from the living saint Celestine.

Some people speculate that Zuo Si may come from a wider universe outside the Milky Way, just like the Tyranids; others believe that this refers to his identity and position.

But no matter what, its powerful force is obvious to all.

For more than a hundred years, any enemy that launched an attack on the area under its rule was met with ruthless and severe blows without exception, and even dangerous psykers did not have to worry about attracting demons from the Warp.

"I see..." Felix nodded thoughtfully. "What about the girl? Just place her on the Macragge's Glory?"

"Just in case, I'd better go and confirm the identity of this living saint with my own eyes."

After saying this, the Primarch's tall and strong body slowly stood up from his seat, and under the protection of the Imperial Guards and several Astartes of the Ultramarines, he came to the cabin where the little loli was imprisoned.

When Robert Guilliman saw the slender, thin figure with obvious signs of malnutrition sitting quietly in the corner with his legs hugged, his pupils dilated significantly.

Although the other party did not release any spiritual energy, the familiar aura made him feel nervous.

Because of all the people the Primarch had ever encountered, only two people had psychic powers that could reach this level.

One is the Emperor, the genetic father of all Primarchs, and the other is Magnus, who has the most outstanding psychic talent among all the brothers.

As for people like Zuo Si and Tzeentch, Robert Guilliman does not regard them as "human beings".

Out of caution and curiosity, he slowly leaned down and looked into the girl's eyes that were slightly shining with golden light, and asked softly: "Who are you?"

Hearing these words, the motionless little Loli slowly raised her head, and then made a move that shocked and unbelievable everyone around her.

Suddenly, without any warning, she raised her right hand and patted the original body's head. Her action and expression were like an elder encouraging a younger generation.

Following behind Robert Guilliman, including the hero Felix, the Sister of Silence and the Guards were all stunned.

The Eldar liaison officer Illianni Natasi was so stunned that she could hardly believe what she saw.

You have to know that he is the Primarch, a powerful demigod created by the Fifth Evil God by combining his own genes and the power of the Warp.

But the interesting thing is that Robert Guilliman not only did not overreact to this, but also showed a very puzzled expression, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "Father, is it you?"

“…”

The girl didn't say anything, she just smiled.

The two of them just stared at each other as if confirming something.

After about ten seconds, Robert Guilliman straightened up and sighed: “Ah-Okay.

Since you don't want to say anything, I won't ask any more questions.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you are Magnus, my genetic father, or Tzeentch.

Because I will not allow you to leave this place, let alone let you participate in the next war.

Guards, Sisters of Silence, keep an eye on her.

No one may approach or let her go except by order from me personally."

"clear!"

"Yes, sir!"

The guards and the Sisters of Silence who were in charge of the guard duty responded immediately.

After the original body turned around and left and the open hatch was closed again, the girl returned to the corner and sat down with her legs hugged.

However, her eyes were fixed on the wall in front of her, as if she had seen the war-torn planet outside through the alloy armor plate of the ship.

And Robert Guilliman finally made up his mind to launch an unprecedented offensive himself to completely end this protracted plague war.

Just like that, after more than ten hours of discussion in the combat meeting, he finally began to airdrop to the surface with decisive force, intending to eliminate the void shield controlled by the Nurgle army, and then use orbital bombardment to exile all the demons and his good brother Mortarion back to the warp again.

However, what the Imperial Regent did not know was that his desire for a quick victory was exactly what the Demon Primarch Mortarion and the Great Unclean One Ku'gath would like to see.

Because at this moment, near the Nurgle Cauldron above the ruins of a city on the surface of the planet, Ku'gath had just prepared the long-awaited plague of God and delivered it to Mortarion.

The latter undoubtedly felt the most terrifying poison in the galaxy. A sickening smile appeared on his twisted and ugly face: "Very good! Now we can finally implement that plan."

"Are you sure Guilliman will fall into our trap and fall into the arms of the Great Father while suffering from the plague?"

Kugath brought his huge, foul-smelling head closer.

As the most powerful demon under Nurgle's command, he has a huge body that towers into the sky and a mountain of rotten flesh and fat. His organs are swollen and twisted, constantly spraying moss-like boils and smelly pus all around. Maggots as thick as an adult man's arm are wriggling in the rotten flesh and internal organs.

Compared to the Great Unclean Ones, the abominations of the Scourge of Azeroth are considered clean and hygienic.

After all, the Abomination is an undead after all, and its body is injected with a large amount of preservative fluid, so there are no parasites, maggots, fungi or the like.

The body of Nurgle's creation is equivalent to a creepy and terrifying ecosystem, with so many different "little cuties" inside that it can make one's scalp tingle, and it also perfectly embodies the essence of the fatherly God of Life.

If it was before he was upgraded to a demon, Mortarion would definitely be disgusted by Kugath's appearance and kill him without saying a word.

But now, his appearance was almost the same as the other party, and he also exuded an unbearable stench, so he completely ignored Kugath's appearance and sneered, saying: "Of course! No one knows Robert Guilliman better than me.

Although he appears calm and rational on the surface, he is actually a very impatient and stubborn guy.

What's more, the empire has already invested too much manpower in this protracted expedition.

You have to understand that the threats they face are not just us, but also other Chaos Gods, Tyranids, Green Orcs, etc.

In addition, the Galactic Rift has divided the empire into two parts, and the dark side without the illumination of the Astronomican is now in dire straits.

To sum up, Robert Guilliman must end this as soon as possible no matter what.

To do this the void shield on the planet must be destroyed.

All we have to do is wait patiently for his arrival at the void shield."

When saying this, Mortarion's tone was full of strong confidence, and his eyes revealed a sense of superiority that could not be described in words.

Needless to say, he looked down on his primarch brother and even held a contemptuous attitude towards him.

There is no way. It is not a problem with one or two Primarchs, but all Primarchs have similar problems to a greater or lesser extent.

There was once a joke that perfectly illustrates the relationship between the emperor's descendants.

Q: How would you describe the Primarch in one sentence?

Answer: 80% of the Primarchs believe themselves to be stronger than another 80% of the Primarchs, while the remaining 20% ​​believe themselves to be stronger than all the Primarchs.

Yes, you read that right.

Almost every Primarch thinks that he is the best, or at least should be ranked among the top few.

This self-righteous arrogance led to very poor relationships between them and a very strong sense of competition.

The Horus Heresy was a concentrated outbreak after contradictions accumulated to a certain extent.

After all, there is a lot of suspicion, distrust and fighting within both the loyalists and the rebels.

"In that case, I look forward to your presenting a precious gift to the great and loving Father."

After saying this, Ku'gath turned around and twisted his fat body towards the Nurgle cauldron in the distance that was constantly releasing the Warp plague.

Although he had successfully brewed a plague powerful enough to kill the Primarch, that did not mean the job was done.

Just the opposite!

The next decisive battle with the Human Empire is the key.

To do this, the power of the Warp must continue to dominate the planet and summon more demons.

As for Mortarion, he ordered his Death Guard Legion to deploy heavy troops at the location of the void shield, intending to fight a decisive battle with Robert Guilliman who was airdropped to the surface of the planet.

But what the Demon Primarch, who thought he had won, didn't know was that this was actually a mantis stalking a cicada, while the oriole was behind.

He saw himself as the hunter and Roboute Guilliman as the prey.

Little did he know that in the eyes of the Human Emperor and Zuo Si, he and Nurgle behind him had also become prey.

Just like that, a war that had been brewing for a long time on both sides finally broke out.

In areas not covered by the void shield, the frenzied orbital bombardment directly and completely changed the terrain and topography of large areas.

The mushroom clouds caused by the explosion of nuclear warheads appeared one after another.

Those who have not experienced interstellar war will never be able to imagine the horrific scene of world destruction.

When a large area was cleared, the imperial army immediately poured into the area where the void shield was located and fought with the Nurgle demon army that had been waiting for a long time.

You have to know that this is not a frontal battle line of "just" a few hundred kilometers to one or two thousand kilometers, but a battlefield on a planet much larger than the Earth with three continents equivalent to thirty times the total land area of ​​the Earth.

The super-giant Titan mecha with open void shields, the slightly smaller Knight mechas, and the densely packed tanks, armored vehicles, and mobile turrets that stretched as far as the eye could see were arranged in echelons and madly poured firepower on the enemy.

There are also countless groups of bombers, fighters and transport planes in the sky.

There were so many Astartes, Battle Sisters, Skitarii, and Astra Militarum soldiers in power armor that there was no end in sight.

Especially the sound made by the grenade launcher when firing, which is so dense that it can shock people's ears and cause temporary hearing loss.

If it is found that the long-range weapons are blocked by the deflection force field generator, it will take a few seconds for both sides to give up long-range attacks and start the bloodiest, cruelest and most will-destroying close combat.

Accompanied by the roar of machinery and deafening explosions, the situation quickly turned into a stalemate.

Tens of thousands of human soldiers died every second.

However, before they died, they were injected with the Extremis virus and also took away a large number of Nurgle demon troops.

The remaining corpses and flesh even piled up into a huge, rolling mountain range within an hour after the battle began.

The blood gathered together and formed lakes around.

生命在此刻显得如此脆弱、廉价，甚至就连人类帝国中的军官们都懒得统计究竟死了多少士兵。

因为就连他们也不知道自己能活多久，是几分钟还是几秒钟。

不过这一切都跟罗伯特·基里曼没有任何关系了。

因为他已经率领少数精锐搭乘运输机越过绞肉机般的战场，直插虚空盾发生器所在的位置。

只要能摧毁或关闭它，停靠在外太空行星轨道上的舰队立马就能结束这一切。

不得不说，莫塔利安对罗伯特·基里曼的评价相当精准且一阵见血。

别看这位帝国摄政在外人面前总是一副彬彬有礼、睿智、沉着、冷静的模样，但骨子里却是个不折不扣的狂战士，每次遇到强大的敌人或原体兄弟都会第一个冲上去，拦都拦不住。

虽然绝大多数时候冲上去的结果是被横着抬回来。

但骨子里的莽劲已经被体现的淋漓尽致。

可这一次他显然做好了充足的准备，身边不仅带了一队禁军，同时还有大量的寂静修女，目的就是为了压制对手可能会使用的亚空间邪法。

事实证明任何时候做好充分准备都是一个明智的选择。

因为才刚刚靠近虚空盾发生器附近，那些隐藏在这里的死亡守卫军团就立刻现身并发起了攻击。

尽管他们的身体已经肿胀、扭曲、散发着刺鼻的恶臭，但那长达万年的战斗经验却真实不虚。

再加上占据地形优势，一下子就让追随基因之父的极限战士子团遭受到巨大损失。

仅仅一瞬间的火力覆盖就让超过两百名阿斯塔特倒地不起，还有更多出现了严重受伤和动力机甲损坏的情况。

“该死！我们遭到了埋伏！这是一个陷阱！”

英杰菲利克斯一边大声呼喊，一边指挥其他人构建防御阵地。

不过众人显然早就预料到了这样的情况，所以在短暂的混乱之后迅速借助盾牌和力场发生器等装置的保护开始反击。

罗伯特·基里曼更是身先士卒的冲上去挥舞手中的巨剑，砍瓜切菜般干掉了几十个死亡守卫。

后者身上的陶钢动力甲就像纸糊的一样，根本无法抵挡皇帝之剑恐怖的威力。

要知道凡是被这把剑杀死的恶魔就是真的死了，并不是简单的放逐回亚空间那么简单。

只有那些最强大的恶魔才能勉强抵抗不被它杀死。

很显然，这些混沌阿斯塔特并不在其中。

眼见作为基因之父的原体大发神威，篮子蓝孙们立刻士气高涨紧随其后发动突击，在死亡守卫军团设下的包围网中撕开了一道口子。

就在他们认为自己已经成功进入虚空盾发生器内部的时候，突然看到一个长着巨大翅膀的怪物缓缓从黑暗中走了出来，用略带得意的语气问候道：“好久不见，基里曼，你还是跟以前一样愚蠢，明知道这可能是个陷阱依然踩了进来。”

“莫塔利安！”

帝国摄政下意识攥紧了手中的武器，眼神中透露出强烈的敌意跟厌恶。

因为他知道，对方率领纳垢大军主动进攻奥特拉玛五百世界就是在吸引自己过来。

只不过第一次莫塔利安玩砸了，结果还没等来自己的兄弟就被人类皇帝借助活圣人塞莱斯汀之手放逐。

对于这件事情罗伯特·基里曼是知道的一清二楚。

“瞧你那可悲的样子！ 想不到一万年过去了，你还仍旧在为那个一直把我们当成工具的伪帝效力。

睁开眼睛好好看看，现如今的帝国已经变成了什么样子。

从人类种族诞生以来，就没有一个政权能在邪恶、残暴、黑暗和冷酷方面与之相提并论。

可你呢？ 非但没有想要推翻它的想法，反倒是在帮助伪帝维系它。

难道这就是你所谓充满希望和光明的未来吗？”

莫塔利安挥舞着手中的镰刀竭尽所能的发出了嘲讽。

“住口，叛徒。

如果不是你们当初发动的叛乱，父亲又怎么可能坐在黄金王座上一动不动的长达万年，眼睁睁看着自己的帝国在内忧外患下堕入黑暗？ 如果没有你们的入侵又怎么会有那么的人死去？

你们这些叛徒才是这一切的罪魁祸首。”

罗伯特·基里曼大声驳斥道。

莫塔利安听到这些指责立刻发出一阵混杂着轻蔑与不屑的笑声：“哈哈哈哈！这可真是我这一万年来所听到最好笑的笑话。

我们是罪魁祸首？ 允许保留奴隶制和封建农奴制的人是谁？ 一边在帝国境内禁止研究灵能，自己却偷偷在利用亚空间力量的是谁？ 把所有原体和阿斯塔特战士当做工具用完就准备抛弃的人又是谁？

是我们这些发动叛乱的人吗？

不，不是，是那个曾经被我们称之为父亲的伪帝。

他曾经一再强调自己不是神，可结果却成为了最接近神的存在。

你难道不觉得这很讽刺吗？”

这一次罗伯特·基里曼没有再继续跟对方废话，直接一个健步冲到近前与莫塔利安展开了贴身肉搏。

由于两人都是原体的关系，他们的动作都快到几乎无法被肉眼捕捉到。

武器碰撞所发出的爆炸更是在周围很大范围内形成了恐怖的冲击波。

一名冲上去想要帮助自己基因之父的极限战士当场横着飞出去几十米，头盔下面的脸上露出了无比惊骇的表情。

因为他虽然知道原体与阿斯塔特之间有一道不可逾越的鸿沟，但却万万没料到实力的差距居然如此之大。

双方战斗时的移动和攻击速度都达到了十倍以上的音速。

普通人甚至连靠近一点都会被巨大的冲击波和气浪狠狠的甩出去。

不过这也难怪。

罗伯特·基里曼在刚刚醒来的时候，就曾经用不到一秒钟打烂了两千五百米之外的敌人。

尤其是恶魔原体莫塔利安，挥舞巨大镰刀的速度甚至比他更快。

才几个回合下来，后者就被迫从进攻方变成了防守方。

“我亲爱的兄弟，你这是怎么了？ 难道长达一万年的睡眠让你忘记了该怎么挥剑吗？ 哦，我差点忘了，你在一万年前的实力就是这幅样子。

你觉得自己手持伪帝的剑就能战胜我？

别天真了！

在我获得纳垢的赐福前，你就不是我的对手，更不用提现如今我已经变得比以前更加强大。”

莫塔利安一边疯狂进攻，一边嘲笑着自己这位兄弟的不自量力。

尽管罗伯特·基里曼在所有原体中战斗力并不算垫底，但也只能勉强排到中游水平，而且有一个非常致命的缺陷，那就是对亚空间灵能的抗性极低。

先后几次决斗基本无一例外都是被灵能法术击败。

所以在占据主动之后，莫塔利安立刻开始使用灵能法术想要将其拿下。

结果法术才施展了一半，一名寂静修女便冲进来隔断了亚空间的联系。

极度愤怒之下，他立刻用镰刀将寂静修女砍成两半，鲜血和肠子顿时流了一地。

就在莫塔利安准备继续施展灵能法术的时候，第二个寂静修女又跳了进来。

凭借这种不怕死的精神，连续三十名寂静修女献出了自己宝贵的生命，确保罗伯特·基里曼没有像前几次那样被灵能法术所击败。

看到这种情况，莫塔利安索性放弃了法术，开始把所有精力都投入到近战肉搏中。

两个原体之间的战斗几乎摧毁了周围数公里范围内的一切。

……

与此同时，外太空轨道上的马库拉格之耀号内，一位不速之客刚刚敲晕了几个禁军和寂静修女，并且打开了那扇紧闭的舱门。

不用问也知道，能在这种时候出现在这种地方的人，除了左思之外就不会有第二个了。

当见到蜷缩在角落里的小萝莉时，他立刻面带微笑的问候道：“你好，尊敬的人类之主，我叫索斯，很高兴认识你。”

瞬间！

女孩抬起头开始绽放出刺眼的金色光芒，整个人双脚离地漂浮了起来，并且从口中发出充满威严的声音。

“我也很高兴见到你，来自另外一个时空的闯入者。

不过你可比预料中来得晚多了。

不出意外的话，莫塔利安和基里曼之间的战斗已经打响了吧？”

“嗯，是的，已经开打了。以基里曼稳定的表现来看，他应该很快就会倒地并遭到神疫的感染，所以留给我们的时间已经不多了。”

Zuo Si gave a very straightforward affirmative answer.

It is not difficult to tell from the tone and attitude that the person possessing the little girl at this moment is none other than the emperor sitting on the golden throne.

The reason why he did not reveal his identity in front of Robert Guilliman was mainly because the girl's body was too fragile and could not withstand such powerful psychic energy.

Once overused, it will quickly collapse and die.

Moreover, Zuo Si seriously suspected that this was not just the death of the body, but that the soul was also wiped out.

After all, the prerequisite for carrying the will of the human emperor is a pure soul.

This means that the girl's soul is most likely a consumable and fuel like those psykers sent to the Astronomican.

"In that case, let's get going quickly. You know this child won't last long."

As the emperor said this, there was a hint of sadness and pity in his tone.

"As you wish."

Zuo Si took two steps forward and picked up the emperor who was possessed by the little loli. Then he activated a psychic spell and instantly teleported from the cabin to the air only two kilometers above the ground.

From here you can clearly see that the battle between the two primarchs has reached a fever pitch. All around you can see densely packed deep pits, as if they had been bombarded by heavy artillery and missiles.

There is no doubt that this is the ultimate weapon of war created by the emperor himself.

This is also why battles between primarchs rarely allow others to get close, and the outcome is basically decided one-on-one.

It’s not that they don’t want their genetic offspring to help, but if they get close, they might be turned into pieces before they can react.

After taking a quick look at the battlefield, Zuo Si commented with interest: "It seems that Guilliman is still rejecting his own nature in the Warp. Once the last two Sisters of Silence are dead, he will probably be knocked down by psychic spells and become Mortarion's prisoner in a matter of minutes."

"Why do you think Guilliman has always refused to accept his own Warp nature?" the Emperor of Mankind asked in a low voice.

Just by maintaining this communicative state, obvious burn marks began to appear on the girl's body.

“Because you didn’t teach him properly.

In other words, most of the Primarchs did not receive correct instruction and guidance.

Because you have never been a qualified father, more like a cold-blooded and ruthless king.

Since you treated the Primarchs as tools and did not give them enough affection and care, they naturally would not regard you as a real father.

In Guilliman's eyes, his real father is Connor Guilliman, who raised him and taught him the ways of life.

The reason he is willing to follow you is simply because he believes that the imperial truth you propose is the only way to lead mankind to a bright future.

To put it bluntly, it is motivated by a political purpose rather than emotion.

In addition, the Warp is closely associated with demons, chaos, the Horus Heresy, and the dark fortieth millennium, causing Guilliman to subconsciously hate and reject it.

I think even if you use the war apostle Mathieu to stimulate others, it will be difficult to get a satisfactory result. "

Zuo Si bluntly pointed out a series of mistakes the emperor made in treating the primarch.

After all, feelings are mutual and require positive feedback to maintain.

But most Primarchs were met with indifference and disregard when they expressed their feelings to the Emperor.

Add to that the fierce internal conflicts and disagreements, and it would be strange if this wasn't a story of loving father and filial piety.

"So you think this is all my fault?"

The Emperor looked at Guilliman who was knocked to the ground by psychic magic with a very sad expression.

Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, you only need to take part of the responsibility.

Another part was caused by the Chaos Gods of the Warp and the arrogant and conceited character of the rebellious primarchs.

After all, they were stolen from the Terra Palace and thrown into various corners of the galaxy. They grew up in completely different environments, which led to different worldviews and values.

This conflict of concepts and ideas is almost irreconcilable.

In addition, you are busy building a subspace webway project, so naturally you don’t have much time and energy to maintain relationships with so many offspring.

Most importantly, you failed to treat all the Primarchs fairly and impartially, giving Horus too much trust and favoritism.

This is precisely the most fatal thing.

Ah, look, Guilliman is dying.

It is truly a divine plague, even the Primarch couldn't bear it."

Following the direction of Zuo Si's gaze, Robert Guilliman's skin and blood vessels began to turn black rapidly, and large areas of the infected area showed signs of peeling and rotting.

You have to know that the Primarch is not an Astartes. His physical fitness alone makes him immune to 99% of the toxic substances in the world.

Things that would be fatal to ordinary people would be fine even if they drank them directly.

But now, under the influence of the plague, Robert Guilliman fell into endless pain and struggle, and it seemed that he might suddenly die at any time...