Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

"Lion, Dorn, Jaghatai, Russ, Vulkan."

The Emperor called out the names of these offspring who were so close before his eyes.

The Lord of Mankind thought about it, and asked Valdor to bring Mortarion, who was imprisoned in the Shadow Prison, and Perturabo, who had transformed into a child, to listen in.

Although these two rebellious heirs have no right to obtain the power and status given to the Primarchs by the Emperor, their existence is also a witness that can invisibly restrain other Primarchs.

If Guilliman had not yet arrived, the Emperor would have asked him and Corax to witness it as well.

Mortarion was still tied with magic-suppressing chains, which were enough to suppress her powerful psychic power, but the only female Primarch still had a look of arrogance on her face.

One of the Custodes had brought her here, while another had brought Perturabo.

"Hey, isn't this my steel brother?

Why are you shorter than before? Have you been weaned now? Why did you run away? Didn’t your parents take care of you? "

Mortarion glanced at little Perturabo and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Where did you hide my brother Mortarion? How could this bitch be my brother?

And why are your ears pointed? Are you an Eldar? Or are you a hybrid of a human and an Eldar?"

Little Perturabo asked knowingly, and directly and bluntly refuted, attacking the opponent's weak spot.

These two, Horus's right-hand men and the mainstays of the rebels, almost started fighting as soon as they met, taunting and verbally attacking each other.

It was not until they saw so many brothers gathered together, seemingly listening to the emperor announce something important, that the two of them reluctantly calmed down.

It was obvious that Horus had lost, and the rebellion was eventually quelled.

The loyal Primarchs looked at this sister, this little... brother, with complicated expressions.

Although they have opposing positions, it must be said that Mortarion is much more pleasing to the eye than the original sullen Barbarus. At least he doesn't have the stench of those damn gas cans.

Mortarion now had a light herbal fragrance on her body, like the fresh scent of a forest after the morning dew had fallen.

Aisha's power completely twisted her, turning her into another being.

Little Perturabo is also much cuter than before. Although his brows are never lowered, he still gives people an angry but cute feeling.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, the emperor continued with his unfinished instructions.

The Lord of Mankind looked around at his sons, who were covered in wounds and bleeding for the survival of mankind.

He was touched and decided to temporarily let go of his emotions.

"I'm so proud of you, sons."

"If I don't say it now, I may not have the chance to say it in the future. I know you all resent me to some extent, and this is my problem."

"You have withstood the test and have not wavered, retreated or flinched in this rebellion. You have demonstrated the responsibility that a Primarch should have, which is a noble quality that your betrayed brothers do not have."

As soon as the Emperor finished speaking, Mortarion and little Perturabo, who were still struggling on the side, suddenly turned pale. This was clearly a mockery of their disloyalty and betrayal.

"Now I am about to fall asleep. This may be an extremely long process. Considering the uncertainty of the future, I have made the following decision—"

All the Primarchs' heartbeats quickened, even the two traitorous Primarchs present.

Mortarion was in extremely complicated emotions, she was surprised that the Emperor was about to fall asleep, so didn't that mean she also had the possibility of escaping?

But on the other hand, she felt inexplicably sad. Elsa had changed part of her personality, allowing her to empathize with the pain of others on a deeper level.

She could feel the severe damage suffered by the Emperor's body and the infinite exhaustion of his soul. For anyone, this would be a fatal outcome.

The same was true for little Perturabo. He hated why the Emperor always ignored him, and it was the same now.

"I allow you to establish your own kingdom with your home planet as the core and encompass the surrounding star regions, just like the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar."

"Terra is still the core of the human empire, and you are stationed in all directions, responsible for protecting Terra's security and maintaining the survival of the empire."

The Emperor's words immediately caused a stir, and Ryan Johnson knelt on one knee with a clang to show his loyalty.

"Father, the Dark Angels have no ambitions or secrets. The First Legion is absolutely loyal to the Empire and will never, like that ambitious guy Guilliman, intend to establish a country within a country and dismember the Empire you built."

Guilliman also suffered the loss of not being present at the meeting, otherwise he would have been able to defend himself when Lion's Johnson questioned his loyalty.

But the bad thing is, Guilliman is not here.

What was even more embarrassing was that the other primarchs at the scene nodded, indicating that what Ryan said made sense.

"It's incredible that Guilliman didn't betray us." Little Perturabo said with emotion, "If Guilliman had joined us, perhaps the outcome would have been very different."

"It's because Lorgar is too useless. He and Angron attacked five hundred worlds together, but they were still beaten and fled in a panic. They still call it the Shadow Crusade? It might as well change the name to Shadow Rout." Mortarion shrugged and complained.

"I never doubted your loyalty, Lion." The Emperor signaled his lion to stand up.

"And do not doubt Guilliman. I know he is rushing to Terra desperately. Do not let your loyal brothers down."

"But we cannot use our current loyalty to measure loyalty hundreds or even thousands of years from now."

"I understand that there will definitely be friction between you and Terra, whether it's because of taxes, territorial disputes, or trade. Without me personally in charge of Holy Terra, you don't have to obey it."

"You have always obeyed me, not Terra."

"You may not take the initiative to provoke Terra, but Terra may not be able to fully tolerate you."

What the emperor said was very straightforward and explicit, but also very realistic.

He projected the future he had seen, those unbearable struggles, into the present, breaking them down and explaining them clearly to his sons, so that they would not become unspeakable filth in the future.

"I can tell you that after I fall asleep, Terra will still be governed by the High Lords' Council. This is the policy that Malcador and I have decided on, and it will not waver."

“Only when human beings allow themselves to rule can they always have vitality and enterprising spirit.”

"My sons, I am well aware of your attitude towards mortals, and your pride will not allow you to remain silent in the face of Terra's unjust demands."

"I could have had more time to promote changes in this area. In my mind, only humans can decide their own destiny. Astartes and Primarchs can fight for humans, but they cannot rule over them."

"Because sooner or later, if this continues, the Astartes and the Primarchs will become a special class that stands above the vast majority of mortals, and will become completely rigid and ossified."

"You have a lifespan far beyond that of ordinary people, and your thinking and decision-making abilities far exceed those of ordinary people."

"You still think you will fight for humanity now, that's because you just experienced a galactic war.

But thousands of years from now, all this will become unknown. Will those Astartes who have not experienced the Great Rebellion be willing for mortals to command and lead them? "

"I love the human race deeply. I have seen its most glorious appearance and the great achievements it has made. Even though it has become ignorant and closed now, I still love it the same."

"For the survival of mankind, I will never allow a supernatural class to take over, nor will I allow mankind to be divided and rigidified."

The Emperor once again revealed why he believed in humans again and again, and everyone was suddenly silent.

They had a lot of things they wanted to say in their defense, but when the words came to their lips, they couldn't turn them into systematic language.

They had to admit that the Emperor's concerns and worries were correct, and the future he spoke of was indeed the most likely to happen.

The kings were divided and Terra's orders did not extend beyond the Solar Sector. Due to various reasons, the relations between the various Primarchs and Terra were deteriorating.

This is a bad ending for humanity. Only unity and solidarity can allow humanity to survive in this dark and dangerous universe.

A great empire will never perish at the hands of foreign enemies. Only a civil war breaking out from within can most harm the stability of an empire.

The emperor's idea of ​​resuming the feudal system was to form a balance among the entire human race, so that they could check and balance each other. Perhaps the cohesion would be much lower than before, but at least it could still be maintained above the passing line.

In this way, humanity will have the greatest chance of holding on until the Emperor suppresses the Dark Lord, awakens again, and leads humanity.

When faced with two evils, choose the lesser one. The emperor's decision is the safest and most long-term approach.

To lay the groundwork for the Empire's situation after the Great Rebellion, the first universe to go to is the X-Men universe

A Space Marine with complete mutant powers, just thinking about it is waaaaagh!

Chapter 664: Gathering, Expedition to the Multiverse (Three in One)

"I was there the day the Emperor gave his will to his sons."

"I saw with my own eyes the Emperor, covered in blood, and still concerned about the future of this race."

The Emperor was seriously injured but not dead. He just needed to sit on the Golden Throne and suppress his surging psychic power to curb the awakening of the Dark Lord.

The Lord of Mankind will fall into a long sleep, and no one knows when he will wake up again and lead the human race he loves so much.

Therefore, the emperor must make adequate plans, and enfeoffment of the kings now is one of the steps in his plan.

In fact, from the perspective of a normal civilization development perspective, the emperor's decision to divide a centralized empire unified by iron, blood and war into a feudal system of princes guarding the four directions was simply a step backward in history.

But Luo Xi also knew that by doing this he was only bringing forward what would happen in the future.

In this terrible universe that is like a pool of mud, human civilization has long since transformed from the original interstellar alliance system into an absolutely centralized imperial system.

And now that the Emperor, who maintains the authority of the Empire, is about to go offline, it is inevitable that humans will be divided again.

After all, the Human Empire cannot do without the leadership of the Primarch. With the power of mortals, it is completely impossible to command so many powerful Astartes Legions and mortal auxiliary forces.

Humanity must rely on the existence of the Primarch to maintain the absolute dominance of the entire human race in the galaxy.

Since they have to rely on the Primarch, they naturally cannot completely suppress it. These beings with enormous energy naturally become the core of dependence for many humans.

The vast distance makes it impossible for Terra's authority to cover everything perfectly, and the emergence of separatist entities centered around the Primarch is inevitable.

It is always better to detonate hidden dangers in advance than to wait until they become serious.

The Primarchs were silent for three seconds before they reluctantly accepted the Emperor's decision.

"Since this is your wish, we obey."

As the most prestigious of these Primarchs, Lion set an example, "We will guard the frontier star regions for the Empire, and continue to expand outward to expand the living space for mankind."

"The White Scars will clear the galaxy of all enemies that pose a threat to humanity and Terra." Chagatai stated.

"Fenris will repel all invading enemies." So does the Wolf King.

"The Imperial Fists still abide by their duties. We will defend Terra and serve as the gateway to Terra." Dorn said calmly, but when he said this, his eyes couldn't help but glance at little Perturabo.

Only Dorn himself knew that since he and Perturabo were hit by the time weapon in the Battle of Lion's Gate, some unknown changes had occurred in his body.

When he joined the Spirit of Vengeance, he discovered that his body was aging at a faster rate than usual.

He originally thought that this was the result of more than three hundred years of fighting after being trapped in the Khorne Realm, but now it seems that this is not the case.

After being freed from the corruption of the Blood God, Dorn still felt the passage of time in his body speeding up.

Though this was only a minor change to the Primarch's near-eternal lifespan, Dorn still wondered why.

But now, when Perturabo appeared before him, this feeling of time passing quickly suddenly disappeared.