A life of ups and downs, but in Warhammer 40K

So how to deal with these things left everyone in the Ultramarines completely stumped.

“Ancient sage, could you please take them with you?”

Calga paused for a moment, then asked with a hint of helplessness.

“Take him away? Where can I take him? Just wake up Guilliman and have them join the Lion King on a glorious expedition. Besides, having a Great Limiter on your side will significantly improve your defenses. This thing is incredibly durable.”

Su Can had no intention of having them follow him; there was no point in it. Especially those blue-skinned orcs—their warlike genes were still intact.

Since we don't have any war to wage in the short term, there's no point in suppressing them. It's better to find an opportunity to give them a war.

"........."

Hearing Su Can's words, Karga sighed helplessly, because Su Can had warned them not to slaughter everyone after the fight. Karga had also tried his best to wear them down, but many remained.

“Great ancient sage, come with us! This time we will awaken our father.”

Anyway, Calga was already planning to leave it to Guilliman to handle, so he simply put the matter out of his mind. The most important thing now is to wake Guilliman up, so it's crucial to call Su Can, the attending physician, over.

Chapter 98 Guilliman: The man is dead, do not question him.

At this moment, Makula was teeming with people and blue flags were waving, marking the end of the Battle of Makula. What happened afterward is another matter, but it was undoubtedly a great victory.

Moreover, with the chaos over and people filled with fear, the Ultra Warriors also need some means to boost morale.

Especially now, the most troublesome task will be cleaning up the chaos; just look at the mess left by the Moon of Shame. While it won't be quite the same here, the problems are clearly no less significant.

only........

At this moment, not a single Ultra Warrior showed a look of glory on their face; instead, they all wore distorted expressions.

"Waaaaah, this is desecration...waaaaah."

Even then, whimpering sounds could be heard, as many of the crazed priests had been gagged. Their bodies were bound with heavy iron chains, and they now appeared completely insane.

Following their gaze, Su Can saw the army below. Aside from the large number of Limit Warriors, there was also a group of Orcs, a Great Limit Warrior about ten meters tall, and his remaining demon army.

As for Guilliman, he had already been moved here from Hera Fortress, although the static force field was still present.

But there's no doubt that once the spell is broken, Guilliman will soon awaken. Therefore, Calgar intends to make Guilliman's awakening the most important ceremony in Macragge, and...

Let Guilliman quickly clean up this mess. Of course, there was also a tall figure next to the group of priests at this time.

"The sons of Guilliman need not concern themselves, as the ancient sages said. Life is the currency of the father, so treat each coin well and use it wisely."

Clearly, the Lion King was comforting the group of priests who were bound hand and foot. These blue orcs could no longer reproduce. The abundant power Su Can had given them was exhausted, even though Su Can had further improved this group of orcs.

He completely neutered their special proliferative ability and modified the power of abundance in his hands. Only when the two powers came into contact could these beastmen grow rapidly.

As time passes and these abundant powers are exhausted, these orcs will die and that will be it; not a single spore will grow on their bodies.

Today, Macura is worth 1 billion.9 million.

The spores of these blue-skinned orcs on the grid have completely withered and died, and they are unable to obtain any replacements.

As for these Limitless Demon Army members, they are in a similar situation and can no longer be considered demons. Their souls dissipate immediately upon death; they are neither resurrected nor do they experience any unease in death.

In addition, the Great Limiter's very emotionally intelligent remarks have led the Lion King, after a long internal struggle, to decide to take them with him on a glorious expedition.

After all, his goal was to become a War General, but right now he didn't have a single soldier under his command. Because of the butterfly effect caused by Su Can, everything proceeded ahead of schedule, so the Lion King didn't encounter that large group of fallen angels, nor did he have his own mortal Lion King Guard.

Therefore, the Lion King plans to recruit a group first, just as Su Can said. If he wants them to sacrifice themselves, he hopes to give them a dignified and honorable ending.

"Hey......."

Looking at this extremely abstract scene, Su Can found it quite amusing. After all, even the Ultramarines know how to shift blame. When Guilliman was ambushed by a group of Alpha Rex and was undergoing a medical examination in the ICU, the Ultramarines started blaming each other outside the door. Of course, in the end, they were still punished by Ms. Yoddon.

These extreme warriors are doing similar things now. Anyway, Lion King and his group are not to be trifled with, and Su Can and his group are even less to be trifled with.

Then I'm counting on you, Father!

"Release the static position."

At that moment, following Calgar's command, all the Ultramarines immediately saluted.

Then the static field began to recede rapidly, and at this moment, the various values ​​of Guilliman on the instrument also flashed wildly.

Snap!

At that very moment, all the Ultramarines, led by Calgar, and his entire squad knelt down on one knee.

Although these people didn't think it was a big problem, they were still very nervous. Of course, there was one exception: Su Can.

Guilliman was infused with an endless supply of abundant power, essentially transforming him into a Celestial Being. Now, Guilliman's regenerative abilities are on par with Mortalian's; he could even have his head chopped off and reattached without any problem.

Furthermore, Guilliman wouldn't possess a demonic body, since the demonic bodies of those in the Celestial Craft often stem from a mismatch between the strength of their soul or consciousness and their physical body. However, Guilliman is the Primarch, and his essence is that of a god in the Warp, so this issue is completely irrelevant to him.

Of course, Su Can had no intention of kneeling down. Instead, he sat in the VIP seat to the side, crossed his legs, and watched the scene with great interest.

People of the Celestial Empire do not kneel before their monarch, let alone even the Emperor himself. If he dared to make Su Can kneel, Su Can would be no match for him, let alone Guilliman.

Drip, drip, drip...

At that very moment, all the artifacts began to flash wildly, and then the golden-haired giant sitting there slowly opened his eyes.

.........

At this moment, Guilliman felt as if he were in a dream, his memory stuck on the moment when Forgrim slit his throat.

When I opened my eyes again, the pain in my neck was gone, and I felt an unprecedented power emanating from my body.

Then, those bewildered eyes saw a group of Ultra Warriors kneeling in front of them, led by Calgar and with Titus as his second-in-command.

But Guilliman was a little confused because he didn't recognize any of these people. Then, his confused eyes continued to fall on a figure that made him both bewildered and want to laugh.

An old man with white hair and a receding hairline, but even though it was the first time Guilliman had seen him, he instantly recognized him as his most despised brother, Ryan Aljonsen.

Guilliman almost laughed out loud at the sight of the once-golden-haired old lion in this state.

But soon his vision blurred as he looked over, and there it was—blue flags waving. The brave mortals of the Macurag Guard were also watching him with excitement, which made him feel much better.

As expected, Macurag is still so dazzling, so radiant...

But before Guilliman could continue his reflections, his mind went blank.

He saw a large number of orcs wearing blue junk gear, and a gigantic, ten-meter-tall impure being, right on top of it. The toilet seat of the U-group gleamed in the starlight, and for a moment, Guilliman fell silent.

"Is this the afterlife...?"

At that very moment, Guilliman closed his eyes again, looking as if he had died peacefully.

"........."

As Guilliman closed his eyes again, his face serene, the room fell silent. Even Calga, who had been watching him expectantly, froze instantly.

Of course, there was one exception: Su Can, the instigator of all this. At this moment, he was slumped over the table, sobbing, and even pounding on the table in front of him, seemingly trying to hide his smile.

"Pfft!!!"

Unable to hold it in any longer, Su Can finally burst out laughing.

"Father, wake up, you're still alive."

At that moment, Su Can's laughter rang out, and Calga snapped out of his daze. He fully understood what his father had seen, but still went straight to Guilliman.

"Father, wake up. This is still Macurag, and you are still alive. And look, even your brother, the Lion King, has come. This is not a dream."

"........"

Upon hearing Karga's words, Guilliman's morning grumpiness completely vanished. He then abruptly opened his eyes, ignoring the Lion King who was also suppressing a laugh. Grabbing Karga in one hand, he walked to the edge of the stands, pointing at the Ork orcs and the Great Limiters, roaring:

"Tell me what this is. Have you all betrayed us too? What am I now? A Chaos Warmaster or an Alien Warmaster?"

"Ha ha ha ha........"

Upon hearing this, Su Can completely lost her composure and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

As his laughter rang out, chaos erupted in the stands.

.........

So soon, deep within Hera Fortress, Guilliman also took a big gulp of the baijiu that Su Can had kindly provided.

Then, amidst the distressed gazes of a group of Ultramarines, he slammed the goblet that Guilliman had used ten thousand years ago onto the table.

"That's how it is..."

At this moment, the Lion King looked at Guilliman with some dissatisfaction. He himself had become like this, but this guy was still so young.

"Indeed, that's how emperors have always been."

Just then, Su Can, holding a wine bottle that looked like a large thermos to ordinary people, refilled Guilliman's glass.

There are now only three people at the table: Lion King, Guilliman, and Su Can.

Incidentally, in order to drink with the two Primarchs, Su Can also used imaginary numbers to charge his body to a state similar to that of the Primarchs.

Otherwise, sitting at this table makes me feel like a little kid, still a millionaire.

The kind where your feet don't touch the ground.

At this moment, all the Ultra Warriors, including Calgar and Titus, stood obediently at the back without saying a word.

The people at this table have special status; they are indeed not qualified to sit at the table.

"Ten thousand years, ten thousand years have passed, how did the empire become like this? And what kind of monsters and demons are they, why do they use these symbols?"

Guilliman was heartbroken. He had initially thought the Empire would improve, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was a massive mess. And even more outrageous than the Empire was the existence of that Great Limiter—it was truly shocking.

"They are all loyal demi-humans of the Empire, and they have made great sacrifices to protect your Macragge."

Su Can immediately reminded him that since they were his creations, he couldn't possibly destroy them at will.

"........."

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Guilliman was momentarily speechless.

"You know the details now. As for the corruption of your Macurag, leave it to me. Although there will be some aftereffects, it's not a big problem."

Just then, Su Can snapped his fingers, and a pink mammal appeared directly in front of him.

“MiMi.........”

?

Guilliman and Lane Aljonsen were completely dumbfounded when they saw Mimi suddenly appear.

Of course, they weren't saying this was an alien, since there are certain standards for what constitutes an alien; otherwise, many animals would be aliens.

"These are special creatures created by humans. They can extract and incinerate memories. Just have them collect everyone's memories of demons and incinerate them. Without memories, they won't be corrupted. The price is that some people will lose their memories, but that's not much of a price."

After all, the Ironforge contains consciousness, while this contains souls. To put it simply, you just need to extract the souls that carry information about the subspace and burn them together.

The only cost is that losing this part of the soul will cause some amnesia and intermittent dazedness. But this is not a problem, because the amount extracted is usually limited, and it will recover after a period of time.

As for those who become idiots after being extracted, there's no need to worry; they've all been corrupted.

This can be considered as Su Can's attempt to bring the Memory Path into contact with the subspace, and he cannot avoid contact with subspace corruption forever, since the Memory Path is a very effective means of dealing with subspace corruption.

With me watching over things like this now, I won't let this destiny go wrong.

"Thank you, ancient sage... Compared to all that, where have you been for the past ten thousand years?"

Hearing this, Guilliman nodded, then looked at Su Can with some confusion.

He had already learned about this being's origins; he was one of the oldest beings among humankind.

He was born before humanity had left the Holy Terra, and even Makado was just a little kid in his presence.

Such an existence possesses an appeal and ability that is absolutely no less than that of the emperors of ten thousand years ago, and is fully capable of turning the tide.

"I entered the warp in the 20K era because everyone knew that warp travel wasn't a long-term solution. And psionic energy wasn't exactly a good thing either. But unfortunately, who knew that the yellow weasel would simply melt away in the Comoros thousands of years ago, and when it came out, the Dark Ages were gone."

"........."

As Su Can finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent instantly. Everyone, including Guilliman and Ryan Aljonsen, looked up and down with one eye.

Is this something I can hear?

"Cough cough cough, the Emperor's original goal was probably to learn some biotechnology from the Bloodlings of that time."

This was just him talking nonsense, but the problem was that Su Can found it hard to keep his composure after noticing that the old prophet of the Spirit Clan next to him hadn't said anything.

As for whether the Emperor had gone missing after prostituting himself, he didn't know, but he definitely learned some knowledge from that group of blood entertainers, though he didn't know how well he learned it.

Chapter 99 The Masked Fool or the Mourning Actor

"Ahem, although the weasel's emotional intelligence isn't great, and his credibility is even worse... well, at least he's commendable in alchemical biology."