This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 494 We must stop the Emperor from becoming a god and liberate all mankind!
In the Glory of Macuragh, the magnificent and glorious Queen, Guilliman carefully communicates with his children.

On one hand, he enhanced his understanding of this galaxy, and on the other hand, he relied on the wisdom of the Primarch and his past experience of ruling five hundred worlds to give the other party advice.

The Book of Astartes was meant to keep Space Marines away from mortal politics; these plans were originally Guilliman's hopes for humanity.

The existence of Ms. Eudon and King Connor instilled in Guilliman the belief in the potential of mortals, and the two excellent caregivers allowed Guilliman to be genuinely proud of his human identity.

But the result was not ideal.

However, this is not just a problem for ordinary people—

There are many incompetent officials in the Imperial high command, and the Space Marines are no exception. Take, for example, those "anthropomorphic" members of the Blood Angels. If it weren't for their distance from mortal politics, which gave the Space Marines a divine aura, they would probably have caused even greater harm to the Empire.

This is the response from Ramses when I recently questioned the Dawn Sector's claim that it not only secretly possessed a planetary AI from the Dark Ages on Dawn Star, but also attempted to rebuild the AI ​​technology tree by importing AI equipment from the Wotan Alliance.

"It took AI 20,000 years to rebel, relying on a combination of warp storms to drag the thriving humanity into a ditch, while Astartes accomplished this in just 200 years through the Horus Rebellion."

This means that the risks associated with Astartes are roughly the same as those associated with AI.

Guilliman couldn't even find words to refute him for a moment.

Judging solely from the histories of the various races already compiled by the Dawnwing, if it weren't for the Slaanesh's awakening and the Eldar's series of misdeeds that led to the disruption of ancient Warp routes, humanity wouldn't have needed to wait for the Great Crusade; many factions that had already won the Iron Rebellion would have risen again.

The Horus Rebellion itself directly led to the Emperor completing the ascension ceremony of the fifth god of the warp, which was highly bound to humanity, thus setting a blatant countdown to death for mankind.

Ultimately, isn't Astartes also a kind of humanoid computer?

Guilliman felt that Dawnwing was right about one thing.

Ultimately, maintaining stability depends not on the power that is in control, but on the person who wields that power.

The Dawnwings have always been careful to maintain this balance in their governance; they do not casually entrust AI to a governor who rules a sector, even if that governor is indeed a man of great talent and ambition.

When a mortal can control an entire star sector and manipulate its development according to his own will, then this mortal becomes the weakness of this powerful star sector to Chaos. As long as the governor is removed, it means that the entire star sector will fall into the hands of Chaos.

Are you as resolute as the Imperial Guard?
Even the Imperial Guard would be hard-controlled by the subspace entity and swing their swords at their lord.

Similarly, they would not assume that a particular Astartes would be given great power, even if the Astartes naturally have a certain resistance to the effects of the warp due to the Primarch and the Surgery.

Even Huron would have been torn apart by an irreconcilable rift with the Empire if the Primarch had not corrected him.
Therefore, Guilliman attaches great importance to the Grand Warden who has now grown into the Sector Lord. Although the Dawnwing's arrangements for the governance structure of the Imperial Sector and the current state of the Empire did not make him rashly accept AI assistance, they did strengthen his determination to restore the Greater Altera administrative district and the system of heroes.

Calgar proved himself over time, and he was undoubtedly Guilliman's best choice to rule Macragge when he set his sights on the galaxy. The two consuls of the White Sanctuary, Semar Zedias and Ridian Artemans, were also quite good, and their interpretation of the scriptures was full of flexibility.
Hill—

Well, Hill won't do.

Guilliman inwardly rejected the decision to send Hill out.

Although reason told Guilliman that he should treat all his offspring equally, his emotions compelled him to cherish the opportunity to still be with his most familiar offspring ten thousand years later.

Hill and those familiar faces needed to stay by his side to help him deal with the increasingly heavy affairs that had become truly independent kingdoms as times changed, and the need to maintain the unity of the empire.

What surprised and pleased him the most was Huron.

The Twilight Wings have turned the Maelstrom Sector into an impregnable fortress, suppressing the rising Orks and withstanding the onslaught of the extraterrestrial Tyrannosaurus. Their efforts in developing warp power have begun to bear fruit. Although the situation is indeed difficult to manage, it also means that the Imperium seems to be able to fight back against Chaos.

Unfortunately, much like the plague war that broke out in Alteramar, this massive battle that erupted from the center of the galaxy had little to do with Guilliman.

It's like being dragged to a vegetable garden by a friend to harvest vegetables. The vegetables do grow well, and you get rid of the bugs easily, but since you didn't grow them yourself, it's really embarrassing to just eat them.

Therefore, Guilliman became even more determined to handle the post-war situation properly and took the initiative to take on the task of restoring the Badab Sector.

Fortunately, having gained sufficient experience and means to deal with the threat of chaos, the way to further enhance human power is more about starting from the system, optimizing and improving administrative efficiency, so as to continuously improve the overall productivity and living standards of humankind.

This happens to be exactly what the Primarch of the Ultramarines excels at.

In his office, under the watchful eyes of the Elf Advisor and the Living Saint, Guilliman quickly integrated the various data that had stabilized with the liberation of the main battlefield of Badab, occasionally offering a few words of praise.

Having just completed his mission of guarding Badab, Huron, who now sits at the pinnacle of power in Astartes, is as happy as a child.

"So you think it's time?"

Walking along the magnificent avenue of the Radiance of Macurag, Arthur couldn't help but be surprised.

He turned to look at Ramses, who seemed to have figured something out.

Beside them were Romulus and Karna, and further on were Ryan and Corax, who had been forcibly dragged there.

Guilliman was in charge of handling Badab's internal affairs, and the rest of them were somewhat free. Although they would soon be dispersed to various parts of the empire to provide support in accordance with the responsibilities assigned to them by the current state of the empire, at least they were able to find time to discuss things together.

"Of course, it's close—no, I can't say it's almost there."

Ramses quickly shook his head and began counting on his fingers.

"Look, the key lesser gods have been dealt with, technological research and development can proceed steadily, and the divine timeline has been determined. Chaos can't play those fancy tricks with us anymore."

"We've taken a hard bite out of Nurgle, and they're currently struggling with their own brains. We've managed to stop the last large-scale invasion of Chaos Astartes. The Warp Voices I've set up will continue to operate and keep the Chaos traitors' fighting spirit in check. Even against the Primarchs, we now have enough capability to deal with them. Next up are the Webpath, the Tyranids, and the Greenskins."

"As for the Chaos side, we'll have to keep fighting like this."

Ramses, having been rammed by Tzeentch while driving Blackrock Fortress, simply couldn't think of any further countermeasures for the future.

How could the four of them possibly keep up with the rate of exponential growth of the other side by simply subtracting from the chaos?

"Or rather, our harm to chaos stops here."

Arthur understood what Ramses meant.

According to their previous plans, looking at the current situation, there's not much left for humanity to do to increase its strength beyond strengthening its military capabilities in the real universe and improving the well-being of its people; everything else has reached its limit.

Besides maintaining the status quo, other solutions must be sought if we want to move forward.

Fortunately, Dawnwing had already confirmed its ultimate goal early on.

"So I think it's time."

Ramses nodded.

"Having completed one phase of the task, we begin the next phase. Isn't that always how it's always been?"

Ryan, who was standing next to him, was completely confused.

Unfortunately, he had only been with Dawnwing for a short time, and all he did was fight. He enjoyed this kind of life and didn't pay much attention to other things, nor did he understand Dawnwing's future development strategy.

"Indeed, there should be at least a concrete plan, and the participants should be informed and mentally prepared in advance."

Arthur glanced at the people behind him and spoke directly:

"No matter how humanity develops in the future, chaos will always be a landmine that must be dealt with, and the Emperor, who has become the Dark Lord, is the biggest one." "To truly free humanity from the warp, we must make the Dark Lord, this chaotic god who is so closely tied to humanity, cease to exist. This is the ultimate goal."

Ryan's expression instantly turned horrified.

Guilliman, who was far away in his office, froze with a kind and benevolent smile.

Corax remained indifferent, offering unconditional support to Dawnwing.

He just wanted to be a mindless fighter, fighting when there was trouble and spending time with his offspring when there was nothing to do. He had tried to take on responsibility in the past, but that responsibility had brought him far too heavy a burden.

So it's good to open your mind and trust those trustworthy brothers.

Since they've already spoken, let's just keep listening.

"Yes."

The group of time travelers crossed their arms in approval.

When there is no other way to survive, the emperor is indeed humanity's only option. However, if we extend the time frame further, the emperor represents humanity's most desperate choice.

It's just a matter of dying sooner or later.

"and many more."

Realizing that he might actually be going to play the role of Peturabo, Ryan quickly raised his hand.

He didn't rush to question it; the fact that Dawnwing was willing to discuss this matter with the loyalist Primarchs meant there was room for discussion.

After calming himself down a bit and making himself appear less aggressive, the lion asked in a deep voice:
"Could you explain in more detail? I need a reason."

"literal meaning."

Ramses then began to explain.

"I believe you all know what kind of mess the Chaos Gods are by now. If the Emperor were to truly ascend to the throne, just look at Slaanesh. The Eye of Terror, the forced marking of a single race, and the warp storms that ravage the galaxy are standard features. Moreover, the Emperor's and Slaanesh's divine roles are not quite the same. The Emperor himself represents the end and death. Coupled with this state of self-suppression, if he were to truly become like Slaanesh, that would be an understatement."

If an emperor were to ascend to the throne, the combined faith accumulated over millennia and the divine authority that could destroy everything would likely cause all of humanity to fall head over heels in love with him in an instant.

"So the issue of the Emperor definitely needs to be addressed, and it may be the most crucial step in dealing with Chaos. It's good to bring it up now so that everyone can be prepared."

Ramses' words lacked the inflammatory rhetoric that incites instinctive anger; they offered only specific analyses of specific issues.

This effectively calmed the two loyal Primarchs who were agitated by Arthur's earth-shattering speech.

Thankfully, it wasn't another one of Zhan Shuai's outbursts.

"Isn't it possible to reverse the process of emperors becoming gods?"

Relieved, Guilliman inquired in the private chat group, showing unusual concern for the matter, and even slowed down his instruction to Huron.

"How to do it?"

Ramses shrugged.

"If we had come ten thousand years earlier, it would have been better. We could have stabilized the imperial environment before the apostate era, eliminated the breeding ground for the state religion, and extended Huang Laohan's condition indefinitely before thinking of other solutions. But as it stands, we are clearly racing against time, since Huang Laohan has stopped acting."

faith.

Ten thousand years later, faith has essentially become the underlying logic of human empires.

To survive in this galaxy surrounded by gods and to fight against the chaos and calamities, one must have faith in the one emperor who loves humanity.

Unless humanity gains the power to fight against chaos.

How can one obtain the power to fight against the Chaos Gods?
Believe in the emperor.

What are the consequences of believing in emperors?
This will bring emperors closer and closer to godhood, and humanity closer and closer to death.

Being single-minded doesn't just mean being blocked at both ends.

After all, the emperor's ascension to godhood was completed ten thousand years ago; he merely forcibly confined the god to a body called human.

The most critical issue is that this process is not eternal; in fact, it has become increasingly shorter as emperors have gradually begun to respond to prayers.

"why?"

Guilliman clearly didn't mention whether Dawnwings arrived early or late.

There are no "what ifs" in reality. He's still regretting his impulsive decision to side with Forgrim. And if the Dawnwings had actually appeared earlier, Guilliman would have preferred them to appear during the Great Crusade. In that case, it would have been questionable whether Horus would even have been chosen as the Warmaster.

"Because Old Man Huang also saw hope—"

Ramses' expression was strange.

"Although I feel a bit pressured to say this, I can't just pretend I didn't see it."

"Currently, Huang Laohan's behavior logic has gradually shifted from delaying human death to how to liberate humanity from his own hands. It is precisely because of this that he chooses to respond by frequently praying to our strategic target areas."

Because as time went on, the emperor had already made up his mind about one thing.

That is, the four of them are really reliable, and they have a dual appeal in terms of both their numerical values ​​and their personalities.

With the four Wings of Dawn, plus responsible Primarchs like Guilliman and Lane, even if the Emperor eventually ascends to godhood, humanity will not be worse than Eldar.

So if we don't think about strengthening the power of the Dawnwings now and help them quickly stabilize the situation in the real universe, when will we?
Ramses, who frequently roamed the warp, was most aware of this.

The old man is gambling again. Facing a future where humanity can be declared doomed, he plans to use his superpowers to borrow money from his future life and gamble it all out, not even afraid of entrusting it to the wrong person.

So why did they suddenly take on the future of all humanity?

Ramses was always troubled by this, and he was so worried about how to deal with the Dark Lord that he went bald.

But we have no choice but to face it, after all, we've expanded so much already.

Silence fell over the surroundings.

Romulus had already begun to ponder what to do next, Karna and Corax were still in a daze, and Guilliman and Lane seemed to be deep in thought.

"Speaking of which, you're the one who sets the pace every time."

Ramses covered his forehead with one hand, paused for a moment, and then nudged Arthur with his elbow.

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(End of this chapter)