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

"I merely vented my anger briefly," said Guilliman. "Nothing can break a Primarch."

"That's good." Qin Yun nodded.

"Tell me about yourself," Guilliman said. "You are full of mysteries, but I can be sure that you carry the aura of my father. Otherwise, I would never tell you this."

"I am the saint of the Divine Emperor, his chosen one, so naturally I have his aura," Qin Yun said.

Guilliman shook his head. "Celestine is also a saint, but there is something missing from her. I cannot say what it is, but that is the difference between you and her."

"I heard from them that you are from the Calixis Sector, a sector that was developed after the Great Crusade, near the Ghoul Stars. Why are you there?"

Qin Yun also wanted to ask himself why he was there.

But no one answered!

You can’t say the emperor just threw it away!!

"The Calixis sector is close to the border of the Empire. Terra's control over that area is very weak, which will help me accumulate strength."

"You have a problem with Terra?" Guilliman asked.

"Power corrupts people," Qin Yun said. "I'm currently promoting educational reform at Atoma and innovating various technologies."

"And in the eyes of those guys, I'm probably still a mutant."

Qin Yun pointed at his wings.

"I don't want to be chased by the Ecclesiarchy, the Inquisition, and the Adeptus Mechanicus all at once."

"You are a living saint, my father's chosen one," Guilliman emphasized.

"The Empire has gone so crazy that anyone who dares to oppose the state religion after waking up from the Emperor will be considered a heretic and receive two explosive bombs."

"I'm just a half-baked saint, and they'll roast me like cumin chicken wings."

Qin Yun had no respect for the emperor or the empire.

This surprised Guilliman, but also made him feel relieved.

In this dark and desperate era, it is difficult to meet someone who is not crazy and with whom you can communicate normally.

Calgar and the others were too awed by him, while Celestine was fanatical about him.

Those guys from the Eldar tribe can't be trusted.

"My father hated religion the most. He believed that religion was poisoning humanity."

"Now he is treated as a god, and many evil deeds are carried out in his name. How ironic."

"If my father wakes up, I'm afraid these religious people will be the first to run away."

Guilliman scoffed.

Qin Yun said: "Your words remind me of a joke."

"What a joke?" Guilliman looked at Qin Yun with a hint of curiosity.

Qin Yun began to tell the joke he remembered

"The Foundry Bishop and the Archbishop chatted and boasted about their experiences. The Foundry General said he had unearthed an STC that could produce a pill that could resurrect the dead."

"The priest boasted that the Ecclesiarchy could rely on the faith of the God-Emperor to travel from Holy Terra to the Eye of Terror in ten minutes."

"Later, when the Casting General demanded redemption, the Archbishop panicked and summoned the high-ranking officials of the Ecclesiarchy to discuss countermeasures."

A priest said, "That's easy. Have the Forge General bring the pills. Once the God-Emperor takes them and is resurrected, the entire Ecclesiarchy can run from Terra to the Eye of Terror in less than five minutes."

Guilliman was quick to appreciate the irony of the joke.

The sad face relaxed and a smile appeared.

"That's a good joke. I'm going to write it in my diary."

"It's up to you." Qin Yun said generously, "I won't ask you for royalties. If you insist on giving me one, I won't refuse."

"Then you will be disappointed, for I will not give it to you," said Guilliman.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After a moment, Guilliman made a subtle request.

"Guide, can you let me talk to my father?"

Qin Yun looked troubled. "I don't have the ability to actively summon the Divine Emperor."

"But you can follow me to the shrine. When I receive my reward, you can call out, and perhaps He will respond."

Guilliman nodded, "Let us try it then."

Qin Yun took Guilliman to the nearest shrine.

After he performed the Sky Eagle Salute, a hole of light appeared above the shrine as usual.

The Cherubim emerged from the light hole, holding a huge metal box.

Inside the box is the legendary weapon Qin Yun obtained after completing "Special Mission: Resurrection of Roboute Guilliman".

Qin Yun suppressed his excitement, turned to look at Guilliman, and signaled him to begin.

Guilliman did so, hoping for the Emperor's guidance.

Qin Yun originally had no hope.

Because during these ten thousand years, the Emperor performed miracles very rarely.

But after Guilliman finished praying, countless voices rang out near the shrine.

It was as if billions of people were whispering at the same time.

The Cherubim, who was supposed to fly back, stopped.

Its eyes shone with golden light.

As bright as a star,

As old as time itself.

The Cherubim looked at Guilliman and spoke, his voice full of authority and power.

"Guilliman, my son, my tool"

PS: Emperor

Chapter 88 The God-Emperor and Guilliman

An unparalleled will is entering Hera Fortress,

So powerful and bright, like a beacon in the darkness,

Anyone who possesses the witchcraft eye or psychic talent can clearly feel this will.

At this time, Celestine was comforting the suffering people.

The Chaos horde ravaged the city of Macragge.

Countless people were forced to flee their homes and seek refuge in Hera Fortress, becoming refugees.

They are staying in makeshift shelters.

Due to lack of water, these refugees have not taken a bath for many days.

His face was covered in dirt and his clothes were sour and smelly.

Celestine didn't show any disgust.

She used her influence to get some clean water and food and distributed them to the refugees.

She is assisted in this task by the twins Eleanor and Genevieve, who lead the Order of the Martyrs of Saint Mary.

The refugees lined up in long queues and received their gifts in an orderly manner.

"Praise the God-Emperor."

Every time she released a person, Celestine would pray tirelessly.

The refugees who received the supplies also showed gratitude on their faces, performed the Sky Eagle salute to her, and praised the Emperor.

This is exactly what Celestine wants to do, to spread the kindness and glory of the God-Emperor to every one of his subjects.

Suddenly, Celestine felt her wings being touched.

Turning around, I saw a thin boy.

He looked to be about eight or nine years old, with messy hair and a slovenly appearance, obviously he hadn't washed it in a long time.

The boy has a pair of big, bright eyes.

Behind him, there was a smaller figure, about two or three years old.

"How dare you disrespect the saint?"

Eleanor strode forward, the servo joints of the power armor humming menacingly.

The battle-hardened Sister looked down at the child.

That hawk-like gaze is enough to make even Chaos followers tremble.

The two children froze in place.

Not far away, a woman who looked somewhat similar to the two children was so frightened that her body went limp and she collapsed on the ground crying.

“Don’t scare them.”

Celestine stopped Eleanor and told her not to frighten the child.

Then he knelt on one knee, kept his eyes level with the child, and reached out to tidy up his clothes.

"Little boy, what's your name? What can I do for you?"

"My name is Darak. I want to ask if you are an angel?" the little boy asked with courage.

Celestine smiled, "Yes, you can think of me as an angel."

"Then can you give my parents a message?" the little boy looked expectant.

"Where are they?" Celestine asked patiently.

The little boy looked sad. "When the bad guys attacked, Mom and Dad went to fight with the other uncles to protect us."

"But after the battle, they never came to us. My aunt said they were taken away by the Emperor."

The boy's words softened Eleanor's face, which was as sharp as a knife.

The same is true for the other battle sisters.

Children orphaned because their parents served the Emperor deserved a little tenderness from them.

"They all say you are the Emperor's angel, so can you bring a message to me?" said the little boy.

Celestine patted the boy's head. "What message do you want me to take?"

"Mom and Dad, don't worry. I will protect my sister. When I grow up, I will be as brave as you."

The boy's words made Celestine smile.

"I'll take your words with me. Remember, Darak, a brother must protect his sister."

After receiving the living saint's promise, the little boy happily rushed into his aunt's arms with his sister.

The woman was frightened and hurriedly hugged the two children as soon as they came over.

The people around were watching this scene and talking about it.

Celestine had wanted to take this opportunity to read out the Divine Emperor's teachings and strengthen their faith.

Suddenly, she looked towards the spire area of ​​Hera Fortress with a sense of purpose.

"My lord!"

After she excitedly said this word, she trotted a few steps, jumped up, flapped her wings, and flew towards the spire of Hera Fortress.

The combat nuns looked at each other and followed the direction of the saint.

And on the other side,

The Grey Knights Grand Masters, Vodace and Tigrius, were discussing the endless demonic invasions in Ultramar.