Chapter 536 Should the child be coaxed or not?
"Alas." With a sigh of regret, Lin Fan's eyes were filled with tears of regret. "You were chosen by the Emperor to participate in this mission, but now it seems that you are still not qualified to help the Emperor. My great Emperor, please forgive my foolish suggestion. I was not thoughtful enough and let your great plan be tainted." After saying this, Lin Fan knelt down in front of the Emperor, crawled down, and made a gesture of guilt and death. "I thought that the efficiency of the Carcharodon Regiment and the mercy of the Lamenters Regiment would make your plan come true. It's all my fault! It's all my fault!" Lin Fan cried harder and harder, and he pounded the ground. Perhaps he felt that such behavior was not enough to atone for his sins, and Lin Fan used his head to dig a hole on the deck of the Eldar ship. Iverene wanted to say something, but she closed her mouth again and asked her men to call the Bone Master to repair the ship later. The Emperor watched Lin Fan's performance and understood what he meant. He followed Lin Fan's performance to express his deep disappointment to the Shark and the Lamenter.
"Your mistake has caused the entire human empire to sink into the attack of the tide of destruction! The plan has to be rewritten again." The Emperor's face was heavy, and he threw a flame at Lin Fan, "You just live, and live forever! Witness what consequences your mistake has caused for the empire!"
"My Emperor! My Emperor!!!" Lin Fan cried with guilt and buried his head deeply in the pit he had just dug.
The Emperor turned his eyes to the Shark and the Lamenter. Wherever he looked, he saw Space Marines who were so guilty that they couldn't support their bodies.
They felt their stupidity and incompetence, and actually used that bold silence to resist the Emperor's orders.
"Since you don't want to, I can only choose other warriors." The Emperor sighed, and then the light on Perturabo's body dimmed, and the golden armor on his body gradually degenerated into the original steel color.
Bashar wanted to retain the Emperor, he wanted to apologize for his mistakes, but he was strangled by guilt and couldn't say a word.
At this moment, the weepers shouted at the Emperor, they swore that they would obey the Emperor's orders and swore that they would not fire at these Eldar aliens.
"Great Emperor! Please forgive us fools! We are willing to give everything for your plan! We swear that the entire regiment will shed the last drop of blood for your will!"
After Hope finished speaking, he also kowtowed to the ground like Lin Fan. His head slammed on the ground several times, but there was no pit. The skin on his forehead was a little damaged and some blood oozed out.
Bashar also knelt down. They apologized to the Emperor and swore that they would atone for their incompetence.
The golden light completely dissipated, and the Emperor was unwilling to listen to their confession. The white sharks and weepers cried silently, their bodies trembling, and the feeling of disappointing and abandoning the Emperor made them extremely uncomfortable.
A sigh came, and the golden light appeared again. The Emperor helped all the kneeling warriors up, "Follow his instructions and complete your mission. The Empire depends on you."
"We will go through fire and water for your will, even if we are torn to pieces, we will never complain."
The Emperor's satisfaction was transmitted to the depths of the souls of all Space Marines, inspiring their will.
Before leaving, the Emperor did not forget to remove the special effects on Lin Fan. He asked Lin Fan how she acted so realistically. Lin Fan said that if you can talk to Slaanesh more, you can also learn a lot of acting skills from her.
The Emperor smiled faintly and prepared to leave Perturabo's body.
"Heh. Two liars. You really play this trick well by giving the warriors a false sacred mission so that they will work for you, father."
Perturabo's soul mocked the Emperor. His soul squatted in the corner of his body, watching the Emperor's majestic and chaotic soul leave.
The Emperor heard Perturabo's complaint, he looked at Perturabo and took a few steps closer.
Perturabo stood up, trying to straighten himself up, trying to make himself taller, but his soul was so insignificant compared to the Emperor's soul that he had to stand far away to avoid looking up at the Emperor, which was why he squatted in this corner.
As if realizing this, the Emperor compressed his soul projection and became as tall as Perturabo. He stared at Perturabo and remembered his first meeting with Perturabo in Olympia.
"Now that you have looked directly into my soul, do you know me?"
These words also evoked Perturabo's memories. He looked at the Emperor's condensed soul and saw the broken, inhuman gods, and the painful projection of the entire empire from this golden spirit, but he did not see the man who talked to him about the vision of the empire.
"If you don't want to introduce yourself, I don't bother to get to know you." Perturabo made no secret of his disgust for the Emperor. If he had a weapon, he would shoot at the Emperor now. "You are just using me, so what now? Do you still want to use me? Haha! I tell you, I am no longer your contractor! I will not dig an inch of trench for your empire! Provide a bullet!" The excited laughter echoed in the soul space. Perturabo had never felt so happy. He stared with his eyes, showing a morbid boldness. "When Russ mocked me! I should have nailed him to the wall! Instead of thinking about getting your approval and enduring it!" Perturabo nagging about the humiliation he suffered during the expedition.
He could have endured the endless battles for longer, he could have worked endlessly, and continued to provide precise and detailed calculations.
He could tolerate the fact that his men did not receive any thanks or recognition, but he could not tolerate the comments of other Space Marines and Primarch brothers about his recklessness and stupidity.
"Do you know what Russ said? He said, 'Why haven't you sent your people to dig mud yet! That's your job!' When he said that, he was no longer my brother! I wanted to use my fist to embed that wild dog into the wall!"
"I should have returned to Olympus with my troops! I should have replied when you gave the order: The Emperor is gone! You always throw the tasks that no one wants to do on me! And let Dorn, a stinky stone who is not as good as me, get the glory that should belong to me!"
"The First Legion has the black technology given by you, but I have nothing! All the weapons of my legion were designed by me! My descendants died in batches under the weapons of the Alien Empire! As long as you give me one-third of the technological support of the First Legion! Just one-third! I can reduce casualties by 40%!"