Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

People like Orpersson, John, Roche and others are immortals. Among immortals, some are strong and some are weak. The Emperor is undoubtedly the most powerful immortal.

“It’s true that immortals are immune to most injuries, but there is no such thing as absolute in this world.

Weapons such as ritual daggers, weapons containing my psychic powers, and some special existences that symbolize certain concepts can all completely kill immortals.

The power of Horus contains the powerful corrosive force of the four Chaos Gods. I must spend a lot of time to erase this power. "

As the Emperor spoke, he even needed the support of Valdor to barely stand.

Bright white spots were constantly oozing out of the horrific wound of the Lord of Mankind. These were his fading vitality and soul fragments.

"If my body dies, even if I can go through a long cycle of death and return to the human world, I don't know how long it will take..."

The Emperor covered his wound, though it was of no avail.

His expression was unusually calm, suppressing the will that was awakening and stirring in his body, the terrifying will that contained the end and death.

"It could be a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, or tens of thousands of years."

"I can't choose to be reborn. I can't afford the price."

Ryan and others immediately realized the seriousness of what the Emperor said.

Even if Horus is defeated, can humanity afford to lose the Emperor?

The answer is obvious. No Primarch is capable of taking on the responsibility of being the Lord of Mankind. Once the Emperor is lost, humanity and the Empire that have survived this catastrophe will once again fall into turmoil.

Horus is dead, but his remnants and rebels have not been completely wiped out, and the covetousness of the four Chaos Gods still exists.

Without the Emperor as its guardian, how can humanity face the malice from the Warp?

"All-Father, we have the best pharmacists, the best biological sages, the best mortal physicians, and we also have Roshi. They will definitely be able to cure you!"

Leman Russ roared desperately, and the rugged Fenrisian man wiped his tears and snot on the Emperor, completely ignoring the murderous look in Lion's eyes.

The emperor looked at Rus beside him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Ruth is a good boy. Although he seems reckless, he is actually very thoughtful.

"Horus has caused damage to my essence, and what is manifested in my body is just a projection of that high-dimensional damage. Don't embarrass those doctors, they have no way to help."

"Send me back to the palace, I need to return to the Golden Throne." The Lord of Humanity ordered.

The next second, all the Primarchs, Custodes and Astartes began to carry out the Emperor's orders, and no one was even willing to waste time clearing out the remnants of the rebels on the Spirit of Vengeance.

Compared to the safety of the Emperor, those damned traitors are nothing.

Horus is dead, what trouble can those remnants cause?

Luo Xi used his psychic powers to teleport everyone back to the surface of Terra, and then headed straight for the palace.

By the time the Emperor entered the throne room, he could no longer even stand on his own.

"My lord!"

The Sigillite who stayed behind on Terra came to the Emperor in grief. He had never seen the savior of mankind, whom he served, look so weak.

In all these long years, he had never seen the Emperor bleed, and he even thought that the Emperor would not bleed.

"My friend, thank you for your hard work."

The Emperor barely propped himself up and gave Malcador a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I don't have much time."

"I activated the backup plan and let me ascend the Golden Throne. Although Horus did not kill me, the damage he caused me made it impossible for me to perfectly suppress the will of the Dark Lord."

"He is awakening in my body. Even if it's not now, once the process begins, He will awaken in a thousand years or ten thousand years."

"I can't let humanity become extinct in my own hands. I won't allow it! No matter what the cost, I will stop it!"

Malcador immediately looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he couldn't even hold the double-headed eagle scepter given to him by the Emperor.

"I need to use the Golden Throne's ability to absorb spiritual energy to extract the power from my body. The Dark Lord and I are two sides of the same coin. If my power weakens, His power will also weaken accordingly."

"I must seize this time difference and suppress Him before He wakes up completely. I will fall into a deep sleep of unknown duration and will no longer be able to take care of this empire or humanity."

Malcador looked extremely grim, even though the current situation was certainly not the worst they had expected: Horus would win, defeat the Emperor and make humans slaves of Chaos.

But the current situation is not much better. Horus is dead, but the Dark Lord is beginning to rise.

Even compared to Horus, the threat posed by the Dark Lord is no less.

You have to know that the reason why the Emperor had such a hard time fighting Horus was because he stopped absorbing the power of the Warp under the persuasion of Roche, Orperson and others, in order to prevent the Warp energy from getting out of control and completely stimulating the awakening of the sleeping god.

The Emperor used his limited power to forcibly fight against Horus, who had the support of the Four Chaos Gods and the entire Warp.

He would rather die proudly as a human being than become that damn god and let countless humans become the targets of the Dark Lord's devouring.

"I understand," Malcador assured solemnly.

The emperor believed his old friend's assurance, so he turned around and continued to tell his heirs some important matters.

"You've all heard what's going to happen next."

"I will fall into a deep sleep, unable to watch over the empire."

The Primarchs looked grief-stricken. They wanted to say something, but they still waited silently for the Emperor's arrangements.

"In my absence, you must take up your responsibilities. You are my sons, the Primarchs, the rulers of the Empire, and you are the final line of defense against the invasion of the Warp and the corruption of Chaos."

"This is our fundamental mission, and even death cannot end our responsibility."

Ryan Johnson immediately took the lead.

He half-knelt in front of his father, drew his lion sword and swore an oath.

"I will do my best to complete this mission. Even death is not the end of our responsibility. You don't need to worry."

The other Primarchs also knelt one by one and swear their loyalty.

But the worry in the emperor's eyes did not disappear at all. He was not worried about the loyalty of these sons.

After all, these Primarchs survived the Horus Heresy, so they are trustworthy.

They did not betray the temptation of Horus, the unprecedented pressure of Chaos and the despair from the bottom of their hearts. There is no reason for them to rebel against the Empire after defeating the enemy.

What he was worried about was the relationship between the Primarchs and Terra.

During the Great Crusade, almost every Primarch had formed a sphere of influence centered on his home planet, and the most famous of these was Guilliman's Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar.

The reason why the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds has such a bad reputation in the eyes of others is because he is indeed too powerful.

His kingdom within a kingdom truly had the ability to pose a deadly threat to Terra, and even if other primarchs rebelled, it would not be a serious matter.

But if Guilliman rebels, it will be a disaster as terrible as the Horus Heresy.

Having the ability and being willing are two different things.

This is a natural thing. The original body's mother planet is the most appealing and influential existence in a star field. It is reasonable that other human worlds are affected by it and depend on it.

Although the other Primarchs' sphere of influence could not catch up with Guilliman's, they were more or less powerful enough to be independent.

With the Primarch as their mainstay, the Legiones Astartes as their backbone, a huge mortal auxiliary army forming the lower structure, and a mature Mechanicus supply system as their blood vessels, they could have become an independent political entity.

Every Primarch is an uncrowned prince.

The biggest reason why Terra was able to suppress these border princes was that the Emperor still existed.

As long as the Emperor exists, Terra is the undisputed core of humanity and the absolute throne world, and no one can challenge its authority.

As long as the Emperor speaks, even the most unruly Primarch will naturally surrender and give in as long as he is loyal.

But the problem now is that the Emperor is about to fall into a deep sleep, so ten years later, a hundred years later, or even a thousand years later, will the vassal states created by the Primarchs still be able to completely obey Terra's orders?

Everyone remembers the Emperor's orders: protect humanity and fight against Chaos.

However, the same goal does not mean the same method, and the same method does not mean the same path.

And when irreconcilable differences and contradictions arise between the spheres of influence of Terra and the Primarchs, who can suppress these Primarchs?

There is also the possibility of a war between the Primarchs. Even though they are brothers who share life and death at the moment, who can say what will happen in the future?

There were conflicts and positions among the Primarchs, and they were close or distant, but they were united under the pressure of the Great Rebellion.

Once the external threat of Horus is eliminated, those suppressed conflicts may reappear.

Assuming a conflict breaks out between Terra and Chagatai Khan's Chogoris, will Leman Russ and Fenris just sit back and do nothing?

The Wolf King would definitely help his brother unconditionally and chop down the dithering Terra official with an axe.

If Sanguinius had not been on the verge of death, the Emperor would have been a little more relieved.

He naturally knew what Sanguinius, Lion and Guilliman had done on the Far Eastern Frontier, but he just acquiesced and did not pursue the matter.

After all, in his plan, Sanguinius was the second emperor he had chosen and was qualified to ascend the throne.

Sanguinius's abilities and prestige made him a powerful enough mediator, one who could balance the Primarchs.

But there is no if. Sanguinius and Curze are now lying in a stasis position, stuck on the line between life and death. It is obvious that he can no longer be expected to play his role.

The Emperor must eliminate this bomb that may explode in the future before anything happens.

The Primarch is not alone, for around him are the Astartes Legion, those mortal dignitaries who depend on him, and trillions of mortal interest groups.

Even if the Primarch does not want to, they can still make it a fait accompli in the Primarch's name.

Just like when Guilliman established the Second Empire, a large part of the reason was because he was influenced by the mortal interest groups in the five hundred worlds of Ultramar.

They knew only of the Primarchs, and did not even care about the Emperor; they knew only of Macragge; but not of Holy Terra.

All they knew was that the damn Terra had come to collect taxes again, but Terra rarely helped them, and they didn't need Terra's help.

In this case, it is better to go out independently.

If even Guilliman, who is good at politics and diplomacy, is like this, can we still expect Primarchs like Leman Russ and Chagatai who like to be hands-off to resist this subtle public opinion?

Since there is a possibility that the Primarch will form a de facto independent country in the future, and this possibility will become greater and greater as time goes by.

So why not make this possibility a reality now?

At least after it is confirmed, he can formulate rules in a logical way, instead of waiting until the conflicts deepen and everyone falls out and then use fists and swords to force out the rules and tacit understanding.

The Emperor had to lock in this future in advance, thus eliminating the possibility of other more dangerous and chaotic futures.

Compared to the possibility of war breaking out again among humanity and the complete disintegration of the human race, this future of coexistence of kings is still acceptable.