Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

No!

Even if they're all just tools, they only rank second!

Who is number one? Is it a saint?

Dad, you've gone too far!

I'm your biological child!

Even if we're ranking them, they should be number one, okay?!

Trajan, who had followed Qin Yun and Guilliman in, looked at the roaring machines with astonishment.

He didn't see the Emperor open his eyes; he could only see Qin Yun, who was radiating light, and the psionicists who were becoming increasingly pained.

"Have you really established contact with the Emperor?" Tula asked, somewhat incredulous.

The people outside the door seemed to sense something as well.

Celestine and the nuns behind her prayed with joy on their faces.

Wodes and the others showed surprise; the existence of a saint was indeed extraordinary.

Never before has the Lord of Mankind manifested himself in the mortal realm so frequently.

Now, they have witnessed it twice already.

Qin Yun neither saw the emperor open his eyes nor heard the emperor's words.

He was once again drawn into that magnificent city.

But this time, his perspective changed.

No longer on the ground, but high in the sky, infinitely far away in the sky.

The magnificent city appeared tiny in his eyes.

"Is this the view of the Black Sun?"

Qin Yun was very shocked.

He never imagined that he would gain the vision of the black sun.

Isn't the Black Sun supposed to be the Emperor's incarnation in the Warp?

He's become an emperor?

Good heavens, I woke up to find that the weasel was actually myself?

"Hey buddy, do you think I'm a man or a god?"

So, I control His projection.

Then He should be using my body now.

Have we swapped places?

Qin Yun made some guesses but couldn't get an answer, so he had to suppress his thoughts.

Instead, he looked around with curious eyes.

He saw countless human souls pouring into the black sun, becoming part of its flames.

These souls are generally filled with pain, despair, and piety.

"The destruction of humanity will give birth to a fifth god in the warp."

Qin Yun recalled his conversation with the Eldar prophet Eldar.

Everything I am seeing right now

This is undoubtedly the best interpretation of this statement.

A thought in my mind,

Countless visions appeared before Qin Yun, each representing a devout believer.

He connects with these people through the thread of faith, using their eyes to observe the real universe.

Countless conspiracies and plans suddenly flashed through Qin Yun's mind.

"Could other evil gods also have this kind of vision?!"

Qin Yun was somewhat curious, and he looked towards the Calissis star sector.

They saw the people under the rebels' command praying for the emperor's salvation.

The Empire's army, following his orders, is launching attacks in all directions, sweeping away the rebels and forcing them to gather in the Maltz system.

In the Beast Garden, several players are trying to place the Beast Taming Controller on the Beast Garden's controller, Marabas.

This offensive act infuriated the treacherous and wicked demon.

This guy wants to be his mount!

These minions of the cursed are truly going too far in their deception of the demons.

Of course, all of this is wishful thinking.

At this stage, players have no chance of defeating a powerful demon.

"Blessed by the Emperor."

Among the players was a member of the state religion, dressed in a priest's robe and holding a religious text, with the ID "(God Emperor Above, Slaanesh Below)".

He was praying fervently, seeking the help of the Emperor's power.

As he prayed, the power of the black sun flowed like drops of silk along the thread of faith into the other's body.

"I'll lend you a hand."

As soon as the thought crossed Qin Yun's mind,

A surge of power instantly flowed into the player's body.

In milliseconds, it turned the opponent into a torch.

In less than a second, the other party was burned to ashes and scattered by the wind.

Qin Yun: "…………"

Malabas, the mastermind of the Beast Garden, revealed a look of fear.

He looked around, searching for the figure of the cursed one.

The surviving players stared wide-eyed.

He felt no pity as his teammates were instantly reduced to ashes.

"What happened?"

"I guess this guy's name was too blasphemous, and he even dared to switch to playing a game based on the state religion, making a living off faith. He's probably been punished."

"Without the heretical brothers, there's no show to watch. Let's retreat."

"........."

Watching the players flee the Beast Garden in a disheveled state,

Qin Yun was a little embarrassed.

The power of the black sun was too terrifying; he couldn't control it properly.

I'll be more careful next time.

Even the slightest thought of bestowing a blessing can instantly reduce the recipient to ashes.

If it were an ordinary person, the outcome probably wouldn't be good.

Qin Yun guiltily shifted his gaze to Terra, where he noticed a crimson shadow slowly gathering over humanity's home planet.

"Is that the one on the Brass Throne? Is he about to launch an invasion of Terra?"

"Khorne, you big guy, take this psionic spear."

Qin Yun gathered the power of the black sun, locked onto the source of the crimson shadow, and prepared to unleash a powerful attack.

Suddenly, a moment of dizziness...

When the dilated pupils refocused on everything before them,

Qin Yun found himself with a single field of vision restored and back in the throne room.

"They're back already? I haven't even taught that Khorne a lesson yet!!"

Qin Yun was somewhat annoyed, wondering why he hadn't acted faster.

…………

Guilliman didn't know how much time had passed.

In his view, only a few minutes had passed.

But when the conversation ended and I checked the timer inside my armor, I found that a day had already passed.

“Sage,” Guilliman called to Qin Yun, who was still frustrated beside him.

"Primarch," Qin Yun nodded, "Is the conversation over?"

Guilliman nodded. "Did you hear his voice?"

Qin Yun shook his head, "What I see may be somewhat different from what you see."

Guilliman wanted to ask what the other person had seen, but he quickly abandoned the foolish idea.

Clearly, the Emperor had different plans for the two of them.

Don't always try to find the answer.

Recalling Magnus's downfall, Guilliman silently warned himself.

Sometimes, the answer is meaningless; it is the action that matters.

After finishing their conversation, Guilliman and Qin Yun stepped out from between the thrones.

The crowd, who had been waiting for a long time, knelt down and prayed for enlightenment from the Primarch and the Sage.

The sound came in waves, one after another.

Guilliman walked up to them and said firmly, “Redemption has come, and a new era will begin.”

The Primarch then stopped speaking to them and went to Trajan, giving him his orders.

"Summon all the high lords; I have a few important announcements to make."

Trajan nodded and instructed the guards beside him to relay the order.

Soon, a grand meeting was convened.

Representatives were sent by various factions, including the Imperial Guard, Mars, the Ministry of the Interior, the Star Torch Court, the Star Language Court, the State Religion, the Court of Justice, the Navigator Family, the Ministry of Justice, the Star Guardians, the Navy, the Assassin Court, and the Sisters' Order.

Among these people were twelve members of the High Lords Council of Terra.

"I will reclaim my positions as Supreme Commander of the Empire and Chairman of the Council."

At the very beginning of the meeting, Guilliman dropped a bombshell.

The explosion caught everyone off guard, leaving them all bewildered and at a loss.

They had long been adept at serving a silent god, rather than a living Primarch.

After a moment of silence, the cacophony of sounds returned like a tidal wave.

They talked to each other, revealing a variety of emotions.

Panic, unease, and also excitement and exhilaration.

Imperial Chancellor Tyrean was also somewhat at a loss.

Throughout his centuries-long political career, he never had a living Primarch.

But thanks to his years of experience, he managed to keep his composure.

“According to the laws of the Empire, you have such power, sir.”

Tyrion answered the Primarch with neither servility nor arrogance, then turned to look at the Highlord and the others.

Does anyone have any objections?