Chapter 125, I Have Returned

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Holy Terra, Royal Palace, Golden Throne.

I was born in the collective suicide of countless shamans, and their thousands of souls, knowledge, and power gathered to become me—an ultimate creature that the ancient holy city dreamed of, representing the pinnacle of racial evolution.

A man named the Emperor was born.

For many thousands of years, I have walked through the world, I have observed the development of human beings as an observer, I have witnessed the collapse of one dynasty after another, I have witnessed the evolution of human beings from primitive man, barbarian to space colonization, and I have witnessed the dominance of human beings Falling down and being destroyed in a storm of savagery and ignorance, countless warp storms flooded the pathways of mankind, the awakening of the four gods of chaos tore apart human civilization, local factions and empires vie for control in the shattered frontier power, while other worlds, completely deprived of foreign aid, were plunged into planetary famines and insane horrors - and even worse warp scourges.

Among them, the situation of Terra is the most serious. This star of human origin was completely drained of its last resources thousands of years ago. After losing the supplies of other planets, this planet was ruled by barbarism and degeneration. It seems that the history of mankind is coming to an end, and it seems that the history of mankind is about to fall into doom.

So I finally decided to reveal my existence to humans.

In just a few hundred years, I completely unified Terra, order and rationality were erected, and human beings once again entered into prosperity and prosperity under my rule.

All mankind cannot be ruled by me alone. I tried to use my genetic code to create twenty babies, hoping that they would grow into powerful generals to lead my army. I succeeded and failed. The Primarch was killed. It was successfully manufactured, but the Four Gods of Chaos used a warp space storm to completely dissipate my works into the void of the universe. I am unable to conduct such an experiment again, so I can only use the remaining gene seeds of the Primarchs to manufacture Starfighter.

At this time, a huge shock wave swept across the non-material space, and the subspace storm that plunged the galaxy into chaos and lasted for more than five thousand years was swept away, and human beings moved towards the galaxy again.

In the endless Great Crusade, one after another, the Primarch was retrieved, and the galaxy returned to the embrace of mankind. After a long time in the Great Crusade, I decided to grant the first son I found——He Russ has the title of "Warmaster", because he is the most trusted by me, and I think he can continue the Great Crusade in my place, and I will return to Terra to carry out my secret plan.

But I failed. Under the plan of Chaos God, Horus was corrupted and led almost half of the Legion and Primarch to betray me. The whole galaxy fell into flames. He led an endless army to Terra and besieged the palace. Stupid Magnus, who wanted to use psionic messages to remind me of Horus' betrayal but was tricked by Tzeentch, and his psionic messages breached Terra's defenses and opened a gap in the webway, The endless army of Chaos could directly enter the palace through the gap in the webway. I had to use all my strength to sit on the golden throne to keep the webway closed. By the time Horus entered the palace, I was already weak.

But I must fight. This is the only way to defeat Horus and save mankind. In order to let me go, Prime Minister Malcador sat on the golden throne instead of me, which will destroy his life almost immediately, but I There is no other choice.

After a tragic battle, I finally defeated Horus, but I was also seriously injured and dying, poor Malcador, he could have survived, but he chose to instill the last bit of his power He gave me to wake me up, and at the same time, he also left the last bit of hope for mankind.

The twenty-first gene original species.

After 11,000 years of waiting and eternal torment, I finally got the destined person. His soul has nothing to do with the subspace, and his blood is a perfect human being. Ryan finally completed my task.

He did not disappoint Malcador's hope, he found the relics of the Old Sage, he is loyal, full of wisdom and strength, he is the gathering and crystallization of the will, strength, and soul of Malcador and me, and he has won me a reunion opportunity to come.

Now, I will recover.

Intermission is over! ! !

The decayed and broken body on the Golden Throne gradually moved. The pure cosmic energy accumulated by the Old Sage for millions of years was released. The shriveled skeleton was re-wrapped in flesh and blood, and the skeleton frame was being reorganized at an extremely fast speed. Eyes emerged from deep eye holes, and all cables, wires, and pipes connected to the Emperor's body were severed.

Flesh was reshaped, and the evil curse left by Chaos was dispelled.

The alarm bell in the Golden Throne Hall rang loudly, and countless imperial guards who received the alarm rushed into the throne room. Ever since the gap in the webway was closed a few months ago, some guards had a premonition of the coming of this day, but when they really When I saw this day, all the guards who entered the throne room knelt down, with tears in their eyes, and some were already howling.

Their Emperor has returned! The intact lord of mankind was standing in front of the golden throne, his face that gathered all the wisdom and strength was frowning, and his tall body walked down the steps step by step.

The Marshal of the Forbidden Army knelt before the golden throne. With disbelief in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice: "My... my lord? Your Majesty the Supreme? This... this is really the most glorious and memorable day in my life !"

After finishing speaking, the Marshal of the Forbidden Army had hot tears streaming down his eyes. He never thought that he could see the moment when the Lord of Humanity was revived. He would soon be weeping in front of the Emperor, and just knelt down, unable to speak for a long time.

Finally, under the expectant eyes of all the imperial guards, the emperor spoke. His voice was like a bell, arousing the deepest loyalty in everyone's heart.

"Eleven thousand years have passed, Horus has made us irreparable, human beings are struggling painfully on the brink of despair, star regions have fallen into darkness, and invasions have divided the empire again and again, making this fragmented country overwhelmed. "

"Now, the gate of Cadian is also lost, the demons will rush into the physical universe, the green wave of evil is raging in the empire, and the big devourer from outside the star field..."

"I only see the human empire on the brink of destruction, we failed to conquer, we just survived, we failed to prosper, we had to struggle to survive, we sat and watched the galaxy fall into flames, we sat and watched the building of humanity collapse..."

"But now, I'm back!"

At this moment, the Terra lords of the Terra Supreme Council rushed into the throne room. The emperor had already ordered the imperial army to let them go. When they looked at the figure standing in front of the throne, the symbols of the highest power of the human empire were all stunned. , until the Emperor spoke again.

"Good morning, Lords of Terra!"

"Without further ado, we have a lot of things to do, now let's start one by one!"

"An audience with Belisarius Kaur, the great sage of the Mechanic Cult!"

The great sage of the Mechanicus immediately put down what he was doing after receiving the order from the imperial army, and went straight to the palace.

No one knows what the emperor said to him, everyone only knows that when the great sage Kaur came out of the palace, he seemed to have gained a new life, and a fake, fake, pre-made skeleton was Placed on the Golden Throne, the Emperor injected a small amount of energy into it, creating the illusion that he was still sitting on the Golden Throne.

The resuscitated Emperor ordered one by one, he reorganized the order of Terra, and under his orders, the Custodians mobilized collectively to clean up the corrupt bureaucrats in the name of the Emperor, and reorganized the order.

No one dared to object, no one dared to dissent, for the High Lords of Terra could do nothing but drop to their knees and be dazzled when they saw the Emperor.

two days later.

"Prepare the battleship! I, will go to Macragge." There was a golden flame burning in the emperor's eyes.

The entire galaxy is burning, the empire he built is on the verge of destruction, ignorant and rigid thoughts are spreading within the country, and even he doesn't know where to start to deal with the endless problems.

Fortunately, there are two loyal sons who are not missing, they are just sleeping.

He needs help.

The southeastern part of the galaxy, the Ultramarine Starfield, Macragge.

Unsurprisingly, the pearl of the Far East has been fully invaded by Chaos, and the Ultramar Garrison Fleet is engaged in a fierce battle with the Chaos Fleet in orbit.

When a large number of Imperial Navy ships appeared in the orbit of the planet Macragge, the Ultramarines Chapter Master Marius Calgary thought he was hallucinating, especially when he revealed the identity of the Custodian to the Ultramarines.

"Is it the Forbidden Army? Why did the Forbidden Army appear in this place?" The chapter leader asked the chief think tank Varo Tigurias next to him with a confused face.

"I don't know. It's recorded in the records that the Imperial Army never leaves the palace without the emperor's order." The chief think tank also looked confused.

"Then why?" Calgar was still confused, but the chapter leader immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although they hadn't fought side by side for 10,000 years, the ships of the Imperial Army and the Ultramar Garrison Fleet were completed. A perfect coordination took only a few minutes, and the human ships that were originally distributed on the isolated and scattered front formed a ready-to-go attack formation. The Chaos Fleet was completely defeated under the attack from both sides, leaving only The corpses of a large number of ships fled in a hurry, and a small number of Chaos Space Marines who landed were also besieged and wiped out by the Ultramarines.

The threat was lifted, but Chapter Master Calgar still had deep anxiety in his heart. He led the Ultramarines and stood in front of the golden landing ship, watching the hatch slowly open.

He will never forget what happened next.

Crowds of Custodians poured out of the landing ships, their morale so high, they never felt so proud and honored.

Until that tall figure appeared.

The emperor did not wear a helmet, but only wore a golden laurel crown on his forehead. He showed his noble face: a picture that gathered all the miracles and lights in this world, enough to make anyone dedicate eternity at the moment of seeing it. A loyal face.

So solemn, so miraculous, and so awe-inspiring, Chapter Master Calgar and all the Ultramarines couldn't help but kneel down. At this moment, all the Space Marines present realized that even if the sun and the moon change, and the body rots, they will definitely It is impossible to forget what you see at this moment.

Calgar found himself stunned at some point, and then became completely fanatical and crazy.

"My... my lord?" Calgar said, his voice choked, he was deeply ashamed of his gaffe, and he even doubted whether the Emperor himself could hear what he was saying.

But everyone understood what the emperor meant, that the great lord of mankind wanted to see his son.

That was Roboute Guilliman, the Primarch of the Thirteenth Legion who was sleeping in a static force field due to serious injuries.

Macragge, House of Justice.

Crowds of forbidden troops poured into the temple. The number of them made the Ultramarines a little uncomfortable, but their hearts were full of expectations, and they watched the figure of the emperor with fanatical eyes. Many Ultramarines couldn't help wanting to shout.

Their Primarch has been asleep for too long, too long.

They firmly believed that the great Lord of Humanity, the Primarch's father would not just come and see his son and then do nothing. With a shred of hope in their hearts, they watched the Lord of Humanity eagerly.

The Emperor walked up to the reliquary.

What appeared before his eyes was a pale, frozen body of the dead, where his son Roboute Guilliman slept, with a fine line on his throat, the poison of the devil like a tarsal maggot Entangled on Guilliman's body, the doctors were unable to expel this deadly toxin, and could only put him in a static field, maintaining his half-dead state.

Just like before.

After his own fall, Roboute Guilliman shouldered the heavy responsibility of rebuilding the empire. At that time, the empire was still in chaos and crisis. Half of the space warriors had rebelled with Horus, and the rest of the still loyal chapters Casualties were heavy in the battle, and the remaining Space Marines were too few to meet demand, while the enemies of humanity prepared to take advantage of the decaying Imperium.

Guilliman stood up. He personally led the next war and restored peace to the galaxy. He compiled the Codex Astartes as a guideline for mankind, ensuring the survival of the empire. These, were imprisoned on the Golden Throne All the emperors in the world saw it.

However, Guilliman soon fell, severely wounded by Fulgrim, former Primarch of the Third Legion and now Daemon Prince of Slaanesh, who was killed in a reckless and irrational raid. Fulgrim was seriously injured, and then became what he is now.

Under the frenzied gazes of all the Ultramarines, the great Lord of Humanity gently stretched out his hand towards Guilliman in the reliquary, forcibly making the doctor's helpless devil's poison under the endless mighty power of the Emperor. His Majesty was expelled, the wounds of the Primarch healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the holy golden light enveloped the entire Hall of Justice.

The pale and sickly complexion quickly faded from Guilliman's face, and the Ultramarines and Custodians had already felt the surging vitality of the Primarch.

This is a miracle, this is a real miracle.

"My God, what kind of people are we, and we have waited for such a miracle, what kind of people are we, and we have let His Majesty return, and gave us our Primarch again." Calgar murmured Yu said, space fighters don't cry, but he suddenly has a strong urge to cry.

Standing behind the emperor, Belisarius Kaul, the great sage of the Martian Mechanicism, was the first to hear the words from the emperor, which were cold and without a trace of emotion.

"Wake up, Roboute Guilliman."

"I need your strength."

Abaddon: "The age of the Primarch is past!"