In the game "Super God": 800 Astartes at the start!

Chapter 151 Old Man Huang can't do anything to me, can he?

Each of Lemanrus's strikes carried the force to cleave rocks, but the Emperor parried them with ease.

Conversely, the Emperor's fists rained down on Lemanrus like a storm, heavy and muffled, yet precisely avoiding all his vital points.

Lemanrus, who had been unable to hit the Emperor, had vaguely sensed something was amiss, but he didn't think much of it, simply assuming it was due to the Emperor's good footwork.

Just as Lemanrus was about to mock the Emperor for only knowing how to dodge, his words, "Old man, all you know is how to hide?" were interrupted by the Emperor's fierce punch.

A heavy punch landed squarely on his side.

The intense pain from the heavy punch hitting his body instantly brought Lemanrus back to his senses.

"No, I..."

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Just as Lemanrus realized something was wrong and was about to speak, the Emperor's fist, as big as a sandbag, landed squarely on Lemanrus's chin, abruptly interrupting his words and forcing him to swallow them back.

This punch made Lemanrus see stars, and just as Lemanrus instinctively tried to retreat and escape the Emperor's attack range before admitting defeat.

As if knowing Lemanrus's thoughts, the Emperor's fist kicked Lemanrus's shin again. With a muffled "crack," the heavy force of the blow made Lemanrus feel as if his shin was about to break.

He almost fell to the ground while running alongside.

The onlookers were momentarily stunned by the lightning-fast reversal of the battle, remaining frozen in place.

Those Fenrisians who had been cheering for their leader suddenly fell silent, their mouths agape, unable to close for a long time.

But the Emperor's attacks did not stop at all.

Finally, after the Emperor delivered a powerful punch to the head, imbued with a faint glow of psionic energy, Lemanrus fell heavily backward with a dull thud as he hit the floor.

Having done all this, the emperor slowly withdrew his fist, exhaled a long breath, and his mood, which had been flushed from being overwhelmed by his rebellious son Lemanrus, returned to calm.

All around was deathly silent.

After a long while, seeing their leader lying on the ground, the surrounding servants seemed to wake up and picked up their weapons to aim at the emperor. A Fenris who looked like a medical worker scrambled over to Lemanrus and hurriedly began to examine him.

After a series of tests, the medical officer breathed a sigh of relief upon discovering that his boss had only fainted and was not in any life-threatening danger.

He looked up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and explained the situation to those around him with lingering fear: "Boss is alright, he just passed out..."

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Upon learning the situation, the servants exchanged glances and slowly put away their weapons, after all, the person in front of them was suspected to be their boss's father.

Now he's even more powerful than his own boss, having defeated him completely. It wouldn't be good to offend him.

An hour later, Lemanrus finally came to his senses. He shook his dazed head, and memories flooded back. He looked at the emperor in front of him, clad in golden armor and claiming to be his father, and finally realized that the other party's identity was real.

High emotional intelligence means recognizing the other person's true identity; low emotional intelligence means being beaten into submission.

Lemanrus knelt on one knee, offering his loyalty to the emperor: "You have won, Father. As agreed, from now on, I will fight for you and be at your command."

Even if the Emperor had low emotional intelligence, he knew what to do in this situation. He helped Lemanrus up with satisfaction, nodded, and his face showed a rare gentleness: "Very good, my son. The Great Expedition needs your strength. I will give you a legion to command..."

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While the Emperor successfully retrieved one of the Primarchs, the expeditionary force of Sanguielles, which had also embarked on a great crusade, was also in full swing.

Under the leadership of the three Primarchs, planet after planet was swiftly reclaimed, and the lost human world returned to civilization, reconnecting with one another.

Unlike the Empire, Saint Gilles did not implement a twelfth tax. Instead, after conquering a human world, Saint Gilles would have Luo Jia spread the Empire's truths and have Angron help people improve their living standards and quality of life.

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past thirty years, Saint Gilles has successfully reclaimed eight hundred human worlds, although in Saint Gilles' eyes this pace is somewhat slow.

But Saint Gilles didn't care about the speed of the reconquest, since with Saint Gilles' method of reconquest, the speed of the reconquest was not fast to begin with.

It would take a considerable amount of time just to help each human world rebuild order, improve living standards, and advance technology to the level of space civilization.

Later, Saint Gilles simply used these eight hundred worlds to establish a new empire called Great Qin, which can be considered as investing with capital, and it has three hundred more worlds than the five hundred worlds of Gayman.

In the world of Qin, Saint Gilles brought Chinese civilization, promoted Chinese culture, and defined it as the mainstream culture. However, for the sake of future language communication, he did not abolish the previous language and script, but only added one.

Fortunately, thanks to the genetic modifications made by people during the golden age of technology, the people of Qin were able to learn new languages ​​and knowledge relatively quickly and easily, without much effort.

However, for some reason, just as Saint Gilles began to successfully build the Qin Empire and start promoting mainstream culture,

Khorne was bestowing more and more blessings upon himself, and from time to time he would shower Saint Gilles with more blessings.

Especially according to tradition, after Saint Gilles defeated the aliens and used their skulls to build a mound of skulls, Khorne's blessing would always arrive on time.

However, Saint Gilles later belatedly realized why the second son's blessing had been so frequent in recent years.

Upon closer reflection, it seems there's really nothing wrong with it.

They liked red and used it as a symbol; the flag of the Qin Empire was still a red flag with a black dragon.

They proclaimed the blood-stained battle flag, forged alliances, and even had the tradition of drinking blood to signify oaths of allegiance, using their own blood to write words as a sign of solemnity.

He was skilled in strategy and admired bravery. He believed that perseverance was honorable even in defeat, and he especially praised those who died for their country.

They despise those who live a life of ignominy and those who surrender. They advocate eradicating evil completely, yet believe that killing the weak is not honorable. They promote revenge, believing that even a feud spanning ten generations can be avenged, and that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years.