Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 325 The Cruel Truth (Please Subscribe)
Nearly ten years have passed since the encounter on Daven Star, when the loyalists wiped out the rebellion and rebuilt the empire.

During these ten years, Luo Xi followed the three giants of the Second Empire in their battles. The countless bloodshed and sacrifices made it almost impossible for him to distinguish whether it was reality or illusion.

But deep down, his intuition kept telling him that everything before his eyes was fake, an illusion infinitely close to reality created by some entity.

Fortunately, Conrad was by his side. It was through constant communication with the Midnight Haunter imprisoned in Veronica's body that Roxie was able to stay true to himself.

Luo Xi couldn't tell whether Curze had foreseen that Sanguinius would fall into the illusion of death cycle, so he brought him into it at the critical moment and followed Sanguinius to break through.

Or did this guy really just want to see more fun as he said, so he took such a risk and dragged Luo Xi into the water.

But as the false Lord of Humanity said, the starting point is bad, but the ending is good.

Sanguinius felt extreme pain, and for ten years he had almost accepted it as real.

He remembered the light he encountered on the planet Daven, the light that called itself "Warp Goodwill".

He actually almost believed the other party. The light claimed that as long as Sanguinius accepted its power, he could avoid the destined death without changing the fate of the Empire and the Emperor.

No one wants to die, not even Sanguinius, he just believes there are things more important than his life.

Sanguinius was willing to die if it meant the Emperor had a better chance of victory.

But now, the ten-year dream has ended. No matter how beautiful the dream is, people always have to face the cruel reality.

A wise man in ancient times once said: There is only one kind of heroism in the world, and that is to love life after recognizing it clearly.

These were the words that Curze conveyed to Sanguinius when he visited him once.

The Archangel's wings tensed, he drew his Crimson Sword, and pointed the blade directly at the Emperor's face.

"None of this is true. You are not my father."

When Sanguinius said this, Roxi was almost moved to tears.

He had tried various things over the past ten years, but all of them had failed. He could not escape from this illusory place because the foundation of this world lay in Saint-Gilius.

He had already figured out how long the Warp had laid out in order to lure the Archangels into fall. From the moment they planned to go to Daven to end the Storm of Destruction, everyone had fallen into the trap left by the Warp.

Chaos corrupts, formless distortion.

When you think you are holding on to your beliefs, fearless and unshakable, how do you know whether you are abiding by the creed instilled in you by the subspace?

The Archangel's faith is so strong that any direct corruption and temptation will only strengthen his faith. This became even more unshakable after Sanguinius was tempted by the Bloodthirster and the Grand Keeper of Secrets during the Battle of the Signus System.

Roche couldn't help but sigh at the elaborate schemes that the Warp had arranged in order to obtain Sanguinius. In the eyes of the Four Chaos Gods, the Archangel was so special and important.

You should know that there are four Primarchs in the expedition fleet, but only Sanguinius was subjected to such a terrible conspiracy. It can be seen that the evil gods desire Sanguinius.

When Sanguinius drew his sword and tore through the false atmosphere of harmony, the surrounding environment suddenly cooled down.

The cold air spread along the ground, ice crystals condensed, and Luo Xi felt the biting cold in an instant.

The Emperor still had a false smile on his face. He looked at Sanguinius and continued.

"My son, it is not true, but if you wish, it can be true or not. You can make it true."

"As you already know, Daven has its own unique characteristics. It's the intersection of fate. Here, the past and the future cannot be seen, so you can change your own destiny." "We stand at the branching point of the future. I appear this way because of your subconscious desire. I cannot speak unless you believe I can."

This false palace is collapsing, and everything around it is turning into dust and dissipating. The breeze with the fragrance of grass and trees turns into a violent storm, and a harsh noise continues to sound. This is the world constructed in Sanguinius's heart. When he began to doubt, everything naturally dissipated.

"Sanguinius, do you really want to resist all this? You are better than Horus. He is just an imperfect carrier, and you are far better than him. The four supreme gods have deep expectations of you. As long as you are willing to accept our power, you can change your destiny, you can keep the Emperor alive, and you can keep mankind alive."

The sun-warm smile on the false emperor's face gradually faded, transforming into an extremely eye-catching sneer.

"Do you really think I'm a liar? Then do what you think is right."

The Emperor spread his arms before Sanguinius and raised his forehead, revealing his vulnerable throat.

Sanguinius was in hesitation. Regardless of whether the person in front of him was real or fake, he had the face of the Emperor. If he had not found that this Emperor was so kind and amiable, he might not have awakened yet.

Yes, how could the emperor open his heart to his son and say some encouraging and inspiring words? How could he completely remove his disguise and concealment in front of his son and reveal all his countless big plans?

The Emperor may have loved his sons, but he was never a loving father in the traditional sense, nor was he able to express his feelings in words.

When Saint Gilles thought of the "Emperor" in front of him saying some creepy words of encouragement, he suddenly felt that the world had gone crazy.

This emperor was too "good", so good that Sanguinius sensed something was wrong. The monster playing the emperor overacted and exposed his true colors.

"You will kill me? Son? You want to be a patricide like Horus?" The Emperor was still teasing Sanguinius's nerves. When the angel felt pain, he could draw pleasure from it.

However, Sanguinius moved. He abandoned the great power that had defeated Horus and stripped away the external forces attached to him. Only his own blood thirst and black rage remained. The Archangel roared and swung the Crimson Sword, aiming at the Emperor's neck and slashing it off.

The son who was loyal to the Emperor swung a fatal sword at the Emperor. It was so absurd that Sanguinius had achieved a treasonous act that Horus had not yet achieved.

Father, forgive me.

Sanguinius' heart was bleeding, and the guilt of swinging the sword at his father tormented his heart, but his sword failed to cut off the head of the monster in front of him. Everything changed in an instant.

A crack appeared in the space, like a scattered spider web, and blue-purple, scarlet, dark green, and strange pink-purple forces surged and turned into a howling storm.

The Emperor disappeared, and in his place was a towering demon with muscles bulging violently. Primitive and brutal power burst out from him. A huge clawed hand held a primitive staff with countless sharp blades on the tip flashing cold light.

There were many twisted horns on the demon's head, and its terrifying mouth could easily swallow a Land Raider. Its eyes were dim, as if it could reflect its own appearance.

It looked at Sanguinius' body greedily, with anger and regret in its eyes. When it opened its jaws, its long tongue like a poisonous snake squirmed in the air, and an indescribable stench spread in the air.

"Sanguinius, the four great Chaos Gods are watching you, yet you have rejected their blessings time and again."

"This is ignorance, but also fearlessness. In the name of the Eightfold Path and the Four Gods of Chaos, I am Madel, and you must submit and become the Angel of Chaos's Destruction."

The Chaos Demon in front of him, whose true identity had finally been revealed, displayed terrifying power. According to Roche's judgment, its strength far exceeded that of Samus, an enthusiastic member of the Warp. The aura it exuded alone was enough to intimidate everyone.

But Luo Xi was relieved. He finally ended the long torture of illusion. At least he was facing reality at this moment.

The long tests and trials before were the real threat to him, and now this damn guy finally showed his health bar.

As long as there is health bar, he dares to kill you even if it is a god.

(End of this chapter)