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

Grey Baby crouched down, turned the other person over, and found that it was a pitiful creature, barely alive.

That young face was covered in blood.

He kept repeating to himself,

"For the Emperor."

"For the Emperor."

"........."

Grey Baby looked for a while before shaking her head.

"I'm afraid the Emperor will not accept you. You have betrayed Him and used weapons against His messengers."

"Your soul is destined to be abandoned, for this is the price of betrayal."

"No..." The man's chest heaved violently, he gasped for breath, and tears streamed down his face.

"If there's a next life, don't be so foolish."

Hui Bao'er pulled out a dagger and plunged it into the other person's neck, granting them peace.

The man choked and died, his convulsing body returning to calm.

Grey Baby picked up the pink bomb gun and continued to march forward, eliminating the traitors in the name of the Emperor.

Fighting broke out throughout the church.

The fervent conservatives were ultimately defeated.

The archbishop, who was in charge of the church, was dragged into the ruins by soldiers and forced to kneel on the open ground.

"Traitor, is there anything you want to say before you die?" the alpaca asked.

"It's all a lie, all a lie. You've deceived the God-Emperor."

The bishop shouted hysterically.

He refused to believe that he was the one who betrayed the God Emperor.

They still stubbornly believe that the Primarch and the Sage deceived the God-Emperor.

"How pitiful." The alpaca shook its head, pulled the trigger of the grenades, and executed him.

After defeating the enemy, the little alpaca turned to look at its teammates in the battle.

"Now search thoroughly, dig three feet into the ground, don't let any treasure slip by."

Immediately afterwards, the players cheered and began looting the church.

The accompanying soldiers also sprang into action.

Although most of it has to be handed over, no one will investigate if you make some extra money.

What happened at the Leicester family fortress and the Chapel of the Holy Scarlet was just two ripples in the Great Purge.

As the cleansing operation unfolded, bloodshed was a common sight throughout Terra.

Countless people stared in disbelief as soldiers dragged the once high-ranking nobles out of their luxurious mansions.

They knelt in a row by the roadside, shivering in the cold wind and amidst the insults.

They were then shot and executed, their deaths as gruesome as those of wild dogs.

Countless families vanished into the dust of history overnight.

The scale of the cleansing movement shocked the entire solar system.

Even in every world that can maintain contact with Terra,

Many families are filled with anxiety, fearing that the purge will spread.

At this time of widespread anxiety, Guilliman, who was commanding the First Indomitable Expeditionary Fleet, gave a public speech.

"Launching a coup at such a critical juncture is an extremely foolish and selfish decision."

“Even if he is my father’s envoy, he should not have committed so much killing, attacked so many families loyal to the empire, and caused such a horrific massacre.”

“In the name of the Regent of the Highlord of Terra, these erroneous actions must be stopped immediately.”

Subsequently, several letters and executive orders signed in Guilliman's name were sent back to Terra, ordering the purge to come to an end.

Thus, this massive purge operation came to an end.

The original entity's statement allowed many families to relax their tense nerves.

After all, the cleansing operation on Terra this time was far too shocking.

So many Terra families were wiped out.

More than 100 million people were executed or exiled, and the entire Terran administrative system was affected.

If Guilliman hadn't secretly trained a group of reserve personnel beforehand, Terra would probably be paralyzed.

If the turmoil escalates, the various families of the empire will only have two paths to choose from.

It's either death or resistance.

Now that the Primarch has personally delivered a speech, it is clear that he can no longer tolerate the madness of that 'Emperor Saint' and has given many families a third way.

"The original intention was good, but this saint carried it out too extremely."

"That saint seems like the madman Van Diehl; there won't be another apostasy."

"It's a pity that the empire is currently in a turbulent and precarious period. The Sage is a powerful ally in the fight against Chaos, so even if he makes such a mistake, he will not be punished."

"We must stand closely around the Primarch and not let that saint continue to grow stronger."

"........."

Many ancient families outside of Terra are discussing the Terra purge.

The Terra purge terrified them.

They believed that they had to find a way to support Guilliman and strengthen the Primarch's influence in order to balance the saint's power.

…………

The bridge of the Makurag Glory.

Guilliman monitors Terra and the solar system in real time through the Lighthouse Network.

When the cleansing operation reached its climax, having successfully eradicated the scourge of Terra,

He immediately stepped forward, bringing the operation to a close.

“It’s perfect.” Guilliman grinned.

Previously, those guys had been making things difficult for him, the Primarch.

Some have even publicly declared that the Primarchs are not qualified to rule the Empire.

Now, after being slaughtered by the saints and their blood flowing like rivers, they are now desperately supporting themselves, claiming that the Primarch is the most legitimate ruler of the Empire.

These powerful and wealthy people are just spineless; they take advantage of any kindness shown to them.

Once the knife was used, they suddenly became friendly and reasonable.

Captain Brehre saw the Primarch grinning and shook his head.

"My lord, the Sage now holds absolute power in Terra. Aren't you afraid something bad will happen?"

"Something happened? What happened?" Guilliman looked at the captain and asked, puzzled.

“You know, the entire military power of Terra is concentrated in his hands. What should we do if he decides to replace the God-Emperor and become the new emperor of the empire?” Breh said.

Guilliman's eyes widened. "Such a good thing?!"

Brech: "…………"

This reaction is wrong. When they hear that the sage might seize power, shouldn't they be anxious and try to suppress the sage and dismantle the military force under his control?

Why do you still look so eager and expectant?!

Do you really intend to support a saint as emperor of the empire?

…………

Terra's reforms not only affected the powerful figures in each sector, but also attracted the attention of the Xenomorphs.

A human transport ship lay motionless in the void, seemingly lifeless.

Inside the ship, all the human crew members, including the captain, were dead.

The cold body lay sprawled on the ground.

The galaxy's greatest collector—Tarasin the Endless—sat on the captain's throne, using the technology of the undead to eavesdrop on the human empire.

"A saint, a chosen one, interesting. Looks like my library will need to add some new items."

Tarachin has always had a penchant for collecting items that have an impact on the galaxy.

His collection includes Thunder Warriors, Astartes, Imperial Guards, nuns, and more.

Now, perhaps it's time to add the Chosen Ones to the collection as well.

That Oglin that can unleash psionic energy is pretty good.

It looks like a rare item.

Then, spray on some red skin and add a one-eyed decoration, wouldn't that be perfect?

Tarasin stroked his metal chin, pondering how to capture the psionic Oglin and enrich his museum.

…………

A sneeze!

A sneeze!

Just as the thirteenth prince was happily counting his spoils, he suddenly sneezed repeatedly.

It made him look like he was questioning the meaning of life.

With Oglin's constitution, how could he still catch a cold?

Could it be that someone is talking about me behind my back?

But he quickly put the matter out of his mind and continued to tally his spoils.

This Terra Spring expansion event was incredibly profitable.

"Boss, have you been watching too much female O'Grimm lately? You're feeling weak and have caught a cold."

Another player in the group, a Lee Sin (ID: Domestic Concrete), came over.

He's called the Blind Monk because of his bald head and his eyes, which have turned white due to his psychic powers.

Old Thirteen: “…………”

Watching female Oglin films?

Am I that thirsty?

Why are you watching female O'Grin?!

If we're going to look at anything, we should look at the teachers.

Speaking of which, the plot of that anime called "The Girl Next Door" that a friend in the group shared last time was pretty good.

"Boss, what filthy things are you thinking about?" The blind monk spoke again, interrupting the thirteenth brother's thoughts.

"Get lost." The thirteenth prince waved his hand. "What filthy thoughts could a gentleman like me have?!"

"I, Huang, will never forgive gambling and drugs in my life."

"........."

The players were discussing what they had gained.

Meanwhile, Qin Yun secretly established communication with Guilliman to discuss the next steps.

The speeches I gave earlier were merely a planned performance for those specific individuals.

To prevent those families from resorting to desperate measures, turning to chaos, or launching a rebellion.

In the time to come, Qin Yun and Guilliman will join forces to continue pushing forward with the reforms.