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Chapter 321 The fallen heroes will all return

This unexpected meeting between father and son made the emperor question the meaning of life.

Neither Guilliman nor Saint Gilles possessed the same wit and humor they displayed in front of Qin Yun.
Their relationship was cold.
Like a familiar stranger.

This made the emperor feel inexplicably upset.
He himself, an old father, was not even as good as that outsider, the sage.

However, he suddenly remembered,
I feel like I've never been able to play the role of a father or a husband well.

He deceived Erda and treated his own son as a tool.

Anyone would be called a scumbag for doing something like this.

"I am sorry for what I did in the past."

After a long silence, the Emperor uttered a statement that made all the Primarchs widen their eyes.

Which chaotic evil god possessed it?

How could their elderly father say such a thing?
Having spent so much time with the Chosen Ones, the Primarchs have also learned to use internet memes.

There are only three people with the toughest constitution in the entire Milky Way Mouth.

I am not a god, this is part of the plan, I am Roger Dorn.

The temperament of an emperor can be easily explained to any chosen one of the gods.
Arrogant, conceited, haughty, and unwilling to listen to advice.

Admit your mistake?

I'm sorry, it's impossible for me to admit my mistake, absolutely impossible.

These two words do not exist in the emperor's dictionary.

Now, he's actually apologizing.

The sun in Terra will surely rise in the west tomorrow.

The Primarchs looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

They could both see confusion and bewilderment in each other's eyes.

Even during the Great Expedition, they rarely heard the Emperor speak.

Often, the other party uses powerful mental force to project what they want to say directly into their minds.

Not to mention that the other party would apologize.

Chagatai placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, clearly thinking about some trivial matter.

"You all seem quite surprised."

The emperor's tone was calm, a return to humanity.

This prompted him to examine his past actions, and he decided to do something to salvage his image as a father.

“This isn’t like you at all,” Ryan said. “You’ve never acted this human before. I thought you’d give us tasks in a cold, hard way. I was even mentally prepared.”

"That's because my humanity has been rediscovered." The Emperor explained the whole story. "Before, in order to achieve victory, I stripped away my humanity and chose to act with absolute rationality."

"As it turns out, while this approach may have brought temporary advantages, in the long run, it will alienate me from everyone and cause me to lose everything."

"The result was the War on Terra, where you brothers killed each other, and the galaxy became a playground for the gods."

“Alivia Sureka is right. I was too hasty. Perhaps this time we should have tried a different approach.”

"For this reason, the sage helped me regain my humanity, and now I am the real, complete me. Of course, at this stage, my humanity and divinity are still merging, and I still cannot control my body."

“This is not your fault,” Guilliman said. “It is a foolish decision to blame the person who takes the blame instead of the enemy when a war breaks out.”

“I agree with that statement.” Ryan nodded. “The root cause of this battle is the Chaos Gods, and you, my father, have only fought a terrible battle.”

"A double failure in tactics and strategy," Chagatai added silently. "A complete and utter defeat."

"Strategy? There's no strategy whatsoever. We were on the defensive the whole time, constantly getting beaten up," Corax commented. "If you had even half the honesty of a saint, you wouldn't have left us completely unaware of the possible betrayal."

“He should have revealed the matter of the Four Chaos Gods back then, and then brought Luo Jia back to Terra to properly train her,” Chagatai added. “Many of the things that happened afterward could have been avoided.”

Emperor: "………………"

This criticism is far too harsh!

“What brings you here, Father?” Guilliman asked.

“I don’t believe it. He must be thinking about us; something’s definitely wrong,” Ryan said.

"Haha, there must be a mission involved."

"........."

The Primarchs' chatter made the Emperor a little embarrassed.

Goodness, they even predicted their own predictions.

The kids have grown up; they're not so easy to fool anymore.

"The final battle is about to begin," the Emperor said calmly.

“The dead will return, and your most trusted children will also come back.”

"Loyal soldiers will fight as heroic spirits."

“Every single one?” Chagatai asked.

"Those who were once loyal to humanity will be reborn in strong faith," the Emperor said calmly.

This news sent a shockwave through the Primarchs.
This news really touched them.
After their resurrection, everything had changed.
When Guilliman opened his eyes, ten thousand years had passed, and all his more familiar offspring were dead.

If it weren't for the saint's comforting presence, he felt he would have collapsed.
He was particularly excited to hear that his sons, who had died in battle, had a chance to return.

Auguston, Hill, come back and continue to fight for your Primarchs.

Chagatai was also very excited; many of his sons had died in battle to defend Terra.

It would be a blessing if we could summon them back.

Perhaps due to the influence of this good news, the relationship between the Emperor and the Primarch has improved considerably.
When discussing matters, his tone became much more relaxed, and he would occasionally crack a joke.

The Emperor and the Primarchs recounted the entire Horus Rebellion.

Many drawbacks and their mishandling of the situation were discovered.

The demons attacked so suddenly that the humans who encountered them had no time to react and had not found a suitable way to fight them.

Now, facing the Chaos Gods once again, they have a much greater chance of success.
Now, the Empire has faith, a force that can suppress the Warp.

In addition, they also learned how to use the black stone, which can be used to suppress the subspace.

As long as we can withstand the attacks of the Chaos Gods and wait until the Ether Engine is completed...

They will then achieve true victory.

As the father and sons discussed the current state of the empire and its military arrangements,
Trajan entered and bowed to the Emperor. "The Midnight Ghost has been brought to Terra. Shall we see him now?"

These words silenced the Primarchs, who all turned to look at the Emperor.

Especially Saint-Gilles,
Koz pleaded with him to bring him to Terra to face the Emperor's judgment.

As a result, Saint Gilles simply locked his brother in a stasis chamber and threw him into the void, leaving him to drift aimlessly.

"Bring him in," the Emperor said.

Before long, Coz, bound in chains, was brought in by the Imperial Guard. He looked extremely disheveled, with some redness and swelling on his face.

It was obvious that they had been beaten up again by the players escorting them when they arrived.

Koz has been feeling down lately.

Those chosen ones seemed to have a grudge against him, and they all wanted to beat him up. He was also controlled by the shackles and could not exert the fighting power of the Primarch, so he could only be suppressed and beaten by them.

As for why Coz ​​was able to reach Terra so quickly.

Purely because of the upgraded Lighthouse network,
Nowadays, the Lighthouse Network can transmit not only things belonging to the Chosen Ones, but also things belonging to those not belonging to the Chosen Ones.

However, the scale of the transmission cannot be too large, otherwise the transmission network will not be able to handle it.

A single Primarch can still withstand it.

Therefore, as soon as Qin Yun went out, he immediately had someone bring him over.

The speed of their work was truly astonishing.

"hurry up."

Trajan urged Coz to keep going, occasionally poking him in the body with his halberd.

As Koz returned to the throne room, his feelings were very complicated.
He had forgotten when he last stepped into this place.

Upon reaching the Emperor's throne, Koz was forced to kneel by the Imperial Guards behind him.

Koz tried to resist, but was electrocuted by the punishment device implanted in his body, causing him to convulse and eventually lose all his strength.

And so, the midnight ghost knelt before his own father, awaiting a judgment that would last for ten thousand years.

"It was my mistake to regard you as the embodiment of fear, and it was also my mistake to give you the ability to foresee the future."

The Emperor spoke calmly, “But your involvement in the War of Horus, the massacre of Vulcan, and your attempt to murder your own brother are unforgivable crimes.”

Upon hearing the Emperor's judgment on his crimes, Koz's face remained calm.

His principle was that crimes must be punished.

He wasn't afraid of death, but rather of the rules of punishment being broken.

“I admit to these crimes,” Coates said. “Now you can announce the verdict. Are you going to execute my mother in public?”

"No, how can you let the crimes you committed be so easily overlooked?"

The Emperor read out Koz's sentence: "You will be imprisoned inside the Dimensional Cube until the universe collapses and everything is destroyed."

"This is your end, Koz."

The emperor spoke calmly.

“You should execute me.” Koz raised his head, trying to persuade himself to accept the death penalty.

"Death has no meaning. You can no longer stop anything or destroy anything. The most painful thing is to walk towards death alone."

“No…” Coz shouted, “Kill me, kill me.”

Unfortunately, no one listened to his shouts, and he was immediately escorted down and thrown into a dimensional space.

Of course, he wasn't a person in the true sense either; the Silent King Szalak was also imprisoned here.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the galaxy, in the ruins of Cardia.

During the thirteenth Dark Crusade, Abaddon, seeing that the siege was unsuccessful, slammed Blackrock Fortress into the ground, causing the entire planet to disintegrate and collapse.

The Eye of Fear then expanded, forming a large rift.

However, the shattered Carthia was not completely swallowed up, thanks to the Black Stone Obelisk.
The Cartier fragment survived the raging warp currents.

Those civilians and soldiers who did not have time to evacuate relied on the Black Stone Obelisk to escape the corruption of the Great Rift and survive on the planetary fragments.

Many players from the Battle Roses Legion returned to this place with a group of Cardia soldiers.
They were ordered to come here to wipe out the enemy and allow the Mechanicus to rebuild a defense against the warp.

The Imperial Guards took on the responsibility of guarding the defense line and protecting important figures.

As for why there are Imperial Guards in this godforsaken place, we have to talk about the Blood Game.
When Trajan lost the game, many of the Imperial Guards were sent out to various parts of the galaxy to take on the responsibility of protecting the Imperial territory.

A portion of the Imperial Guard arrived at the ruins of Cadia to assist the Imperial army in resisting the endless waves of demonic forces.

A blessed warship traverses the turbulent storms of warp space, heading towards one of the closest fragments of Cardia to the Eye of Terror.

Upon arrival, the warship detected the life form.

"There are survivors on the ground."

The detected information took people by surprise.
How could there be anyone so close to the Eye of Fear?
If there are any living people, they should be fragments from outside.

"Be on guard," the alpaca said. "We need to prepare for battle."

After giving the order to be ready to fire at any time, the players, including the little alpaca, boarded the transport boat and went to the surface to check the situation.

Upon landing, players discovered that a mortal army was still fighting on this massive fragment.

They also repaired many damaged black stone obelisks, strengthened the anti-subspace force field, and protected themselves from subspace poisoning and pollution.

This situation shocked the players.

Humans are incredibly adaptable; they can survive in such an environment, which is truly admirable.

After some initial contact, both sides planned to have the responsible parties meet formally to discuss the next steps.

However, when the person in charge appeared before the players,
They all stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Dorn? Primarch of the Imperial Fist?"

The little alpaca was also surprised to see the Primarch of the Imperial Fist appear as a representative of the survivors.
"It seems that this empire has not completely forgotten me."

Dorn's voice carried a sense of vicissitude, as if he had lived through countless years.

Even in ten thousand years, such vicissitudes could not have occurred.

It's hard to imagine what Dorne went through during those ten thousand years.

"Where have you been for the past ten thousand years?" Grey Baby asked the question that many players were most concerned about.

“I’m going to continue a war that has never ended,” Dorn said calmly.

"What does that mean?" Mengzhu scratched his helmet.

"The god of blood and war tried to make me submit, but I did not, and then he imprisoned me."

"I've forgotten how long I was imprisoned, maybe 100,000 years, or maybe a million years."

Dorn spoke calmly, as if he were not the one speaking.

Time in the realm of the gods is different from that in the real universe.

When Horus entered the warp, only a few minutes had passed, yet he claimed to have experienced thousands of years of fighting.

Dorne was imprisoned by Khorne for thousands of years, thrown into the desert, thrown into the battlefield, and every means was used to corrupt him.

In an unexpected turn of events, Dorn found an opportunity and escaped.

Having just returned to the real universe, he unexpectedly found himself on this fragment of Cardia.
At that time, everyone here was filled with fear and despair, thinking they were all doomed.

After all, there were no supplies, no support, only these poor wretches left.

With his powerful charisma, Dorne rallied the survivors to rebuild their defenses, organize production, reinforce the obelisks, and fight against the endless stream of demons.

And so, they have persevered to this day with their meager resources.

Dorn's words helped the players, including the alpaca, understand the cause and effect of the matter.

Khorne was truly ruthless; in order to subdue Dorne, he imprisoned Dorne for so many years.

But this guy is just too lame. Despite spending so much time and effort, Dorn still ignored him.

It was truly a case of losing both wife and army.

(End of this chapter)