As the creator of the Primarchs, the Custodes and the Astartes Space Marines, the political philosophy of the Lord of Mankind undoubtedly highly advocates elitism.
In his view, rather than letting a group of mediocre people sit together and argue endlessly and waste their energy, it is better to have a very small number of the smartest and most politically talented people make decisions and then hand them over to the bureaucratic system below to implement them.
It's like an organism, the brain should do the brain's work, instead of letting hands, feet or other organs replace the brain.
As for the fact that the elite class tends to become arrogant and conceited after being away from the bottom for a long time, strictly speaking, this is not a problem at all.
Because even an arrogant elite is far better than letting a bunch of idiots who pretend to know everything take power.
The vast majority of professional politicians who come to power through the voting system belong to the latter.
Their ignorance is sometimes beyond your imagination.
Therefore, after the Lord of Humanity completed the purge of the original ruling class, the first thing he did was to abolish the electoral system and make public all the dirty laundry about ballot politics, so that those civilians who thought they could decide who would be elected through voting could see the essence of the money-for-power transactions behind it.
Not only that!
As the entire capital interest group was put on public trial, more and more horrifying truths were revealed.
In just a few weeks, the myth of vote politics, democracy and liberal values that capital spent hundreds of years to build up completely collapsed.
Ordinary people who felt they were being deceived and fooled like fools began to vent their anger like a volcanic eruption under the planning of Hydra.
They took to the streets in groups, shouting and demanding that all the property of these heinous criminals be confiscated and that they be sent to the guillotine to receive the same treatment as the French King Louis XVI.
In an instant, the capital that was once high and mighty fell from the altar and became garbage that everyone wanted to step on.
Those experts, scholars and media who once endorsed capital were also nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
Others were even attacked by angry mobs and beaten to death in their own homes.
Almost all royal families and feudal remnants in the world were wiped out in this bloody revolution.
When all the huge wealth, assets and resources in their control were nationalized, the framework of an unprecedented super-centralized empire was established.
This time, not only is there no corruption from the Chaos Gods of the Warp, but there are no semi-independent behemoths like the Mechanicus within the organization. Even those powerful alien civilizations suffered heavy losses in Thanos' previous attacks.
In the eyes of the Lord of Mankind, this situation can no longer be described as good; it is simply extremely good.
Not only did he quickly integrate the resources and manufacturing capabilities currently possessed by humans on Earth, but he also used his strong personal charm to unite the mages of Kamar-Taj, the Inhumans, S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, the Avengers and other forces around him.
Whether it is the proud and conceited Iron Man Tony Stark, or Captain America Steve Rogers who has a very high pursuit of morality, or Doctor Strange Stephen Strange who is always suspicious and trusts no one, they are all convinced by this "leader" after spending some time together.
Like Rhodes, they even developed a strong admiration, respect, and even worship for the Lord of Mankind.
Especially Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, who lacked fatherly love since childhood, even had the illusion that the other was like their ideal father.
To be exact, the more they looked at Grant Ward's face, the more it looked like their dead biological father.
Obviously, this is the impact of the terrifying psychic power of the Lord of Humanity.
To be exact, as long as it was not too offensive, he would be kind enough to let everyone see what he most wanted to see.
For example, in the eyes of some 2D otakus, the Lord of Humanity might be an anime beauty with blonde hair, blue eyes, big breasts and long legs, or a petite and cute loli.
For example, in the eyes of those love-brained women, his image is likely to be that of a handsome, cold and domineering president.
This is one reason why he was able to win the allegiance of so many people so quickly.
You should know that appearance is the most important stepping stone in interpersonal relationships.
If a person is boring just by looking at him, others will naturally not be in the mood to slowly appreciate the beauty of his soul.
But if a person looks friendly or in line with one's aesthetic standards, it will be very easy to be forgiven even if he or she occasionally behaves rudely or offensively.
At this moment, the Lord of Mankind was standing on the newly expanded spaceport, looking down at the beautiful blue planet that gave birth to mankind, and he couldn't help but feel strong emotions in his heart.
Because in another universe, when he launched the Great Crusade to reunite the broken human civilization, the sacred Terra had become a dry planet with no oceans, only yellow sand and exhausted resources.
But here, it is still so beautiful and livable.
If possible, the Lord of Mankind hopes that the Earth can remain as it is now forever and continue to be the sacred mother planet of all mankind and the home of spirit and faith.
Only in this way can they not forget their roots in the process of colonizing the vast space, and avoid doing the crazy things that humans in another universe did in the dark technological age.
Thinking of this, the Lord of Mankind suddenly began to feel a little sorry for Robert Guilliman, who was still trying his best to reform and save the corrupt and fallen empire.
The poor Primarch had no idea that both he and Zuo Si had given up on the doomed Empire.
Especially when the number of humans ruled by the incarnation of Shining Oil exceeds that of the Empire, the latter's collapse speed will suddenly begin to intensify, and will also have an irreversible and drastic impact on the entire subspace.
This is the ultimate killer weapon that the two use to deal with the Chaos Evil God of the Subspace.
It is not about starving them to death or eradicating them, but about changing them at their root.
Turn Khorne into the god of courage and battle, turn Slaanesh into the god of love and beauty, turn the resurrected Nurgle into the god of life and nature, and turn Tzeentch into the god of strategy and wisdom.
When the mortals of the entire galaxy are no longer immersed in pain, struggle and despair, but are filled with hope, beauty and happiness, the subspace as a projection of the real universe will naturally change accordingly.
"What are you thinking about?"
Doctor Strange, who had just walked in from outside, asked in an uncertain tone.
The Lord of Humanity turned around and responded with a smile: "No, nothing, I'm just thinking about how to build a magic system for humans.
You know, right now our magic types are a bit too confusing.
There are both traditional spells from Kamar-Taj, new magical concepts brought by Soth, and the psionic powers that I use.
I think we cannot allow this chaos to continue, but should set up professional training institutions and send talented young people to study.
In this way, it won't be long before we can continuously cultivate a powerful team of spellcasters and completely make up for the shortcomings in this area.
You must know that those mercenaries from the ninth level of Baator Hell are unreliable.
Because I can see that they are a bunch of profit-seeking guys.”
"But at least they actually took the money and followed the terms of the contract."
Stephen Strange shrugged his shoulders and spoke a fair word for the mercenaries who had risked their lives for the Earth and humanity.
Although he didn't like these guys who exuded greed, evil and desire, he had to praise their professionalism in fulfilling the contract.
As long as there is no dispute over the terms and conditions in the contract, they will be enforced no matter how dangerous the situation is.
But if there is any ambiguity, they will choose to fight for their own best interests without hesitation.
"But they won't teach us their true abilities. By the way, have you been studying and researching dark magic recently?"
The Lord of Mankind suddenly changed the subject.
In fact, he was quite wary of Doctor Strange's research and use of dark magic.
The reason was very simple. The psychological trauma left on him by Magnus directly piercing through Terra's psychic shield was too great.
This immediately made all the preparations he had made over the years go down the drain.
It hurts! It hurts so much! Whenever he thought of this incident, the Lord of Humanity wished he could strangle this stupid son who was always causing trouble with his own hands.
If Magnus had listened to what was said, he would not have stayed on the Golden Throne for tens of thousands of years.
But Stephen Strange nodded indifferently: "Yes, I have been learning dark magic. Because I found that this universe is much more dangerous than I had imagined before. If we want to ensure the safety of the earth and mankind, we must master some unconventional means."
"But how can you ensure that these unconventional means will not hurt yourself?" the Lord of Mankind questioned.
"I can't guarantee that, because most of this kind of magic will hurt the enemy and hurt yourself. I can only say that I won't use it unless it's absolutely necessary."
When saying this, Doctor Strange's tone revealed a hint of bitterness and helplessness.
Because the previous disastrous defeat and the deaths of countless people really touched his most sensitive nerves.
So after being resurrected, he went crazy, madly absorbing all kinds of forbidden knowledge, and was clearly developing into a master of black magic.
After all, Stephen Strange is not a person with moral obsession. He has no aversion to dark and evil magic. He simply regards it as a form of power.
As long as you can afford the price, any magic can be used in actual combat.
This is why the Lord of Mankind feels that he is very similar to Magnus.
Both of them have extremely strong desire for knowledge and curiosity, and are like a dry sponge madly absorbing all forbidden knowledge.
The most important thing is that they all lack awe in their eyes and always think that they can solve all problems with their own intelligence.
Just as the Lord of Mankind was hesitating about how to admonish the young man, a guard in a golden power armor suddenly walked in from outside, knelt on one knee and reported in a slightly low voice: "Great leader, the expedition fleet is ready and can set sail at any time."
Hearing these words, the Lord of Mankind no longer bothered to pay attention to Stephen Strange and immediately showed a satisfied expression.
"very good!
Go and notify everyone. We'll set sail in half an hour.
This time we must conquer at least a quarter of the Milky Way and occupy all habitable star systems.
Whoever dares to stand in our way will be crushed to pieces."
"Understood! May victory and glory be with us!"
The imperial guard slapped his chest excitedly, then stood up and turned away with heavy steps.
As the order to march was issued, the huge fleet in the entire Earth-Moon orbit quickly started its engines, and then opened wormholes and jumped in.
Along with this huge fleet, there were also two thousand reinforced Custodes, one and a half million Astartes warriors, and six billion clone soldiers.
It can be predicted that the entire galaxy will tremble in this great expedition of mankind. It also announces that after the Shi'ar Empire and the Kree Empire, the third super interstellar empire will rise in the universe - the Human Empire.
Anyway, as long as the expedition is successful, all debts can be repaid simply by harvesting the souls of those aliens.
After the fleet had all set off, Captain America looked at the empty spaceport and couldn't help but sigh: "I can't believe that he actually convinced me to support this expedition."
Tony Stark sneered and quipped: "I don't think anyone can resist such a charismatic, selfless and great leader, right?"
"yes.
Rod is right.
Perhaps this man is the perfect leader that humanity has always longed for.
Under his leadership, we will surely be able to go out into the universe and build a powerful interstellar civilization.
Come on, it's time to return to Earth to complete the remaining work.
You know, it’s not easy to reshape the order and values of the entire society.”
After saying that, a relieved smile appeared on Captain America's face.
Until now he still could hardly believe that he had actually become a senior official of the newly established human empire and was entrusted with the important task of becoming regent.
This unreserved trust undoubtedly moved him deeply, and he planned to make every effort to transform the originally chaotic society into a perfect form where everyone advocates kindness, order and justice.
But Steve Rogers obviously didn't know that this approach was exactly what the Lord of Mankind and Zuo Si wanted.
The more he preached these things, the more ordinary people became aware of the greed, brutality and bloodshed in the process of human interstellar colonization, and the selfishness and evil in their own nature.
This contradiction leads to two results.
One is that some people, driven by huge interests, choose to actively embrace their own nature and become evil people who fall into darkness in the true sense.
Just like the people of those countries during the Age of Exploration who enjoyed the benefits of plunder and supported colonial plunder.
Even in modern society, there are still a large number of people who still feel proud of their ancestors when talking about that period of history.
But there will also be a small number of people who, inspired by morality and conscience, will develop a strong sense of guilt and begin to speak out in the media to expose the truth in an attempt to stop this brutal colonial expansion.
Maybe there will be some "smart" people who come up with a more gentle way to absorb those aliens and make them our own.
This kind of quarrel and confrontation is exactly what Zuo Si repeatedly mentioned, that is, the perfect state in which good and evil complement each other and spiral upward. It is also the reason why he allowed the kind creatures from the upper planes to enter the ninth level of Baator to save those fallen souls.
As the saying goes, no matter what it is, it is meaningless without a reference to compare it to.
Wealth, power, status, luxury goods, body shape and appearance, intelligence level, parents and family background...
Even a large proportion of happiness and satisfaction comes from this.
Just when everything was going on track on the side of the Lord of Mankind, far away in the Seventh Heaven Mountain in another universe, the snakes and scorpions under Gramir had successfully arrived before the good gods headed by the god of justice Tyr, dragging their seriously injured bodies after going through many hardships and dangers.
"Why is this damn devil still alive? Is he of any special value?"
The Platinum Dragon God Bahamut's tone revealed naked and undisguised disgust and murderous intent.
Ever since his hometown was raided by Little Annie, his temper has become particularly bad, and he believes that this must be the work of his good sister Tiamat, the God of Dragons, and Musk, the God of Thieves, in collusion with the devils.
After all, there are only a few thieves in this world who can sneak into places quietly without being noticed and complete the theft process in a short period of time.
Especially the several divine artifacts that he made personally, unless they were blocked by equal divine power or quasi-divine power, they could be sensed no matter where they were hidden.
From then on, Bahamut was extremely brutal when facing demons and almost never left any alive.
He had no idea that this time the "good guy" was completely wrongly accused, and the culprit was hiding where no one could find him, happily counting his spoils.
“Calm down, my friend.
This viper claims to be a messenger of Thoth.
Let's hear what he has to say.
After all, Soth's attitude towards this battle between good and evil has always been very ambiguous.
Although Asmodeus was provided with a lot of weapons and equipment, the same equipment was also provided to us through other channels.
From this point of view, his attitude is at least neutral. "
Ilmater, the god of suffering, calmed the irritable dragon god with his friendly and amiable smile.
After all, no matter how kind Bahamut is, his dragon god nature of valuing treasure still exists.
He could understand the other party's anger at losing almost all of his treasures overnight.
"Soth's messenger?!"
After hearing these words, even the hot-tempered Platinum Dragon God quickly calmed down and showed strong shock.
He had already seen the new generation of evil dragons that Zuo Si had cultivated in cooperation with his good sister Tiamat, and understood the power of this demon prince and planeswalker, and the decisive influence he could have on the direction and outcome of this war.
"That's right! I'm here on behalf of His Excellency the Prince. Here is a letter from Lord Gramiel to you. You will understand after you read it."
The viper hastily took out the letter which he had risked his life to save from being stolen.
At this moment, not only was his body covered with numerous wounds deep enough to see the bones, but certain parts of his body were also obviously cursed by a powerful curse, and the festering parts emitted a foul stench.
But Ilmater, who always advocated the concept of equality for all, did not show any disgust. He took the letter and spread it out in front of the gods. He soon saw the handwriting of the lord's exclusive secretary.
Although the language used is Infernal, it does not pose a reading obstacle for the gods who have the ability to convert all languages and characters.
In just a moment, the gods read the entire text and realized that it was both a warning and an olive branch for negotiation.
"What do you think?"
The God of Suffering turned his sights on Tyr.
The latter was silent for a moment before replying: “I think we have no choice but to agree to this negotiation first.
Because once Soth joins the evil army, the consequences will be unbearable.
You should know best what kind of subversive damage he can cause once he goes all out."
"Okay, I agree with you."
Ilmat gave a wry smile, raised his hand and wrote a sentence under the letter in response.
After doing all this, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope and threw it to the snake demon.
"Here, this is our answer. Go back and give it to your master. Remember, don't try to play any tricks or exaggerate, otherwise you will die miserably."
"Hehe, please don't worry, I'm not one of those demons who don't know the seriousness of the matter."
Although seriously injured, the viper demon who successfully completed the task still showed ecstasy, and activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot under the gaze of the gods.
After he completely left this plane of worship, the God of Loyalty and Courage, Torm, asked in an uncertain tone: "Is this a response to my previous choice of that young man as the Chosen One?"
Tyr nodded slightly. "I think so. But this negotiation is obviously not Soth's style. It should be a decision made by his subordinates. Otherwise, he should be standing in front of us now."
"So you still agree?"
Thom was obviously surprised by this.
"Why not? Do you think it's easier to negotiate with Soth's men or with him himself?"
Tyr asked back with a smile.
moment!
Tom understood what the God of Justice meant, and laughed randomly too.
"Haha, well, I think it would be easier to talk to his subordinates. After all, the whole universe knows how greedy Soth is. If it were him, he would definitely take this opportunity to ask for a huge amount of money."
"Since you have decided to negotiate, is there anything I can do?"
Bahamut waved his claws impatiently, leaving a few dents on the ground.
Ilmat shook his head slightly: "No, it's not necessary.
The three of us will be enough for this negotiation.
Please stay here and keep an eye on the movements of the evil army.
Otherwise, once you are gone, Tiamat and his dragon army will burn, kill and plunder even more recklessly. "
"knew."
The Platinum Dragon God obviously had not yet recovered from the painful aftermath of losing his treasure. He yawned listlessly, then lay on the ground with his eyes closed to rest.
His mind was now filled with thoughts of where those damned thieves had hidden their treasure.
What, you said give up?
What a joke! How could a dragon give up its treasure?
That would be tantamount to taking their lives, or even more important than their lives.
Bahamut has made up his mind that he will make Musk, the god of thieves, pay the price no matter how far he chases him, and make him spit out all the stolen goods intact.
The God of Thieves, who was innocently blamed, had not yet realized that he had been inexplicably targeted by a Dragon God. He was still using his talent as a troublemaker on the battlefield to fan the flames, trying to make this war even more exciting.
After all, he is essentially a smaller version of Xirik, always doing things that hurt others and himself.