Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 288 The Communication with Emperor Macardo, The Meeting Ten Thousand Years Later

Before arriving, Macardo had imagined countless times what the current emperor would look like.

He knew that during the ten thousand years that the empire had been struggling to maintain, he must have had a difficult time.

Because he had once sat on a golden toilet, and only for a few days, the price was permanent disappearance, and the pain of having his spiritual energy forcibly extracted still terrifies him to this day.

The emperor sat on the golden throne for a full ten thousand years.

The suffering the other party endured over ten thousand years was something he could never have imagined.

And now, the emperor is enduring this suffering, and he doesn't know how many more years he will have to endure it.

Behind the emperor lies the chaotic trap of the Golden Throne.

The Golden Throne is a network technology researched by the Emperor. If successful, human voyages could directly bypass the dangers of the warp and depart directly from the network. The empires would not encounter as much chaos, and the speed of imperial expeditions and the reaction speed in various regions would be increased countless times.

However, Magnus's psionic communication directly shattered the network, forcing the Emperor to sit on the Golden Throne.

Actually, there was a possibility of salvaging the situation back then.

The important thing is to bring Magnus back to the throne and put him back on the golden throne. The emperor has the ability to ensure Magnus's survival and even his physical well-being.

However, the warbands below Magnus, who were at odds with him, massacred the Thousand Sons, forcing Magnus to betray them. As a result, the Empire completely lost its chance.

The only option is to let Macardo sit on the golden throne, and then let the Emperor and Horus fight each other.

After the decisive battle, the emperor sat firmly on the golden throne.

And Macado died too.

Now, Macardo is seeing the Emperor again, and his feelings are incredibly complex.

Before them, although in the eyes of countless people the Emperor was still so majestic and tall, and the psychic energy manifested him as a strong giant, in reality, both Macardo and Sister Silent could see through the countless psychic energy to the Emperor's true essence.

A frail and aged old man.

A simple, weathered man.

More or less, sitting on the golden throne was always painful. He opened his mouth and let out a silent scream. His struggle to endure the pain seemed to make his ageless face look very old. When he wore golden armor, he had no unparalleled majesty, nor any golden halo.

The other person looked a hundred or even a thousand times more weathered than himself. He sat dejectedly on the golden throne, every wisp of his spiritual energy suppressing the rifts in the subspace through the channels of the subspace.

His psychic power wasn't that much, but its quality underwent a special change.

"Lord of Mankind, my Master"

Looking at the emperor before him.

Makado's feelings were extremely complicated.

"You're back, old friend. You should be at work. Hope was shattered long ago. Perhaps humanity should have been destroyed, but I failed."

In an instant, it seemed as if many voices emerged from the Emperor, and these voices seemed to want to tell Makado everything they had experienced over the past ten thousand years. He knew that he didn't have enough time, and he couldn't even spare a moment to talk to his old friend.

Because the empire's borders are too vast, and he has too many things to manage.

The pumps of the Gamma world, the network space behind the Empire, the monitoring of alien races, and the prophecies about the movements of Chaos.
He had too many things to do. Even when Makado was right in front of him, even though he longed to talk to Makado, to tell him about his struggles over the years, and even to express his despair, he couldn't stop.
But he doesn't have time.

He really doesn't have any time at all.

Every moment he wastes causes him to lose a part of himself, and every hint of weakness he reveals risks causing him to completely lose the last vestiges of human reason.

He could only discuss the future of the empire and its future direction with Makado.

Makado also listened carefully to the old man's last words.

The commander of the Imperial Guard, Trajan, was beside him. They were responsible for leading the Imperial Guard to defend the city of Terra.

Makado's arrival attracted even more Chaos Demons.

Nearly a thousand Imperial Guards had to be dispatched to fight against the invading demons.

They do not have the ability to cleanse chaos on a large scale like the Gamma World, nor can they directly use an extermination order over Terra.

Therefore, they could only engage in close combat with the enemy.

Above Terra, layers upon layers of heavy artillery muzzles were aimed at the rioting areas, driving away the corrupted Chaos attempting to besiege the city of Terra, as well as the summoned Chaos armies.

"Stop them; we can't let them interfere with the Emperor's plans."

Trajan, commander of the Imperial Guard, issued his orders.

On the battlefield, these superior warriors of the Imperial Guard can exert a greater fighting force than those of Astartes. They are taller than Astartes themselves, and perhaps only the original Space Marines of Astartes can rival them.

And this was accompanied by the appearance of the Silent Nuns with their hair tied in topknots near the Imperial Guard.

These silent nuns, however, displayed an even more powerful side.

Their bodies are like a magic-free zone.

A psionic vacuum zone was formed around their bodies.

This ability is terrifying. As soulless beings, the Silent Sisters do not possess souls in the warp. In other words, their manifestation in the warp is similar to the projection of the Tyranid hive fleet, a kind of power that can devour anything that comes near them. Not only psychic power, but even demonic power is suppressed by their domain to a level comparable to that of mortals.

These silent nuns, in past wars, not only suppressed Chaos, but also the energy gathered by the warlord leaders of the Greenskins. This applies to all psychic and warp-related powers.

They will all be suppressed.

In past wars, the Sisters of Silence and the Imperial Guard worked together to achieve great success on the battlefield.

However, the number of Silent Sisters has decreased, and because of the damage they caused to the Empire during the Apostolic Age, the Empire distrusts them, leading to a further decline in their numbers. Nevertheless, after the Great Rift, the role of the Silent Sisters will inevitably be revived, and these Sisters will play a crucial role in the Empire's subsequent wars.

"Protect the high walls; do not allow a single chaotic creature to set foot beneath the walls of the Empire."

The Imperial Guards at the front of the formation were brave and invincible.

They were like a group of golden iron lions, wielding spears and slaughtering their enemies.

Inside the imperial palace.

The high-ranking officials on Terra were still waiting for news from the battlefield.

Because of the war chapters brought by Macardo, the war between them did not allow the rebel forces to push the battle lines to the high walls. Outside Lion's Gate, the Imperial war chapters charged into the Chaos camp and engaged in a brutal struggle against the Chaos demons who had already betrayed them, as well as the Genestealers.

A bloody massacre.

The attacks by rebels in some directions have been temporarily quelled.

However, Terra was already in complete chaos before Makado arrived, and they only managed to quell a small part of it.

In addition, the Empire's restrictions on these Space Marines meant that only members of the Imperial Fist were allowed to return and guard the Terran Palace, while others were forbidden from approaching Terra to prevent them from causing a larger rebellion and leading to an even more difficult war situation for Terra.

The exchanges between Macardo and the Emperor continue.

Even though he knew the Empire was in a terrible situation, it was only after speaking with the Emperor that Macardo realized just how bad it was.

Actually.

The total number of chaotic forces combined now far exceeds that of the human empire.

Among all the forces, humanity cannot even rank in the top three; it's just that other forces, for various other reasons, have not exerted their full strength.

Even if the emperor were to rise from his golden throne, it would be meaningless to change this situation.

and so.

The Emperor told Macado a despairing conclusion.

Humanity is doomed to extinction, and it will happen soon.

After humanity's extinction, other races will rise rapidly under the influence of chaos and become part of the grand game.

Subspace, on the other hand, might take tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, to be destroyed.

Before this, the human empire had already been destroyed by chaos and various forces.

"This is my hope, Makado, my old friend."

"I will take the rest of humanity and leave, and I will take everything with me to destroy and seek revenge."

The Emperor has already told Macado about the path he has set for the future.

That is, Makado should try his best to get the humans away.

Because of this game, the Emperor has made a final effort.

He has accomplished everything he set out to do. Now that all the various factions are starting to overturn the table, he will have to start overturning the table too.

It is almost impossible for the empire to continue to survive.

No matter how hard he tries, he can only delay the empire's decline for a few thousand years, or even another ten thousand years.

But so what.

The destruction of the empire remained unchanged, and he could not guarantee that he would maintain a clear understanding in the next ten thousand years. Therefore, he placed all his hopes on Makado.

if you can.

The emperor did not want humanity to perish.

if you can.

He desired only his own death, so that he could take revenge on the Chaos Gods, venting his anger and the power to destroy everything.

Therefore, he will give them enough time to leave before that day arrives.

"Emperor."

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Macardo knew how strong the Emperor's resolve was.

They also knew what preparations the emperor had made.

Between humanity and himself, the emperor ultimately chose humanity.

(End of this chapter)