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Guilliman turned his head blankly and walked towards the apron.
Guilliman was at a loss along the way. He now felt relieved. The conversation with the Emperor just now was like torture. That kind of torture even made Guilliman regret coming to Terra when he endured it. .
Until he met Caul and the two got on the transport plane together, Guilliman was still immersed in the conversation just now.
The Primarch recalled.
The Emperor brought up the first meeting between the two, and how Guilliman once complained privately that the Emperor was not a good father. He only had one father - Archon Conor, his adoptive father.
Guilliman was surprised, wondering how the Emperor knew of this.
However, the Emperor did not pursue it, because he even knew another thing, that is, after Guilliman complained, he had thought about whether he would still follow the Emperor if he went back to the beginning.
Then Guilliman thought that he would still follow the Emperor and would still recognize the Emperor as his father. This made Guilliman feel a little ashamed and even felt sorry for Konor, but this was his true thought.
In this flashback, Guilliman only spoke to the Emperor about his adoptive father, then took up his sword and left.
"You spoke with the Emperor?" Cawl asked.
Guilliman nodded in a daze and fell into memories again.
In this flashback, Guilliman remembered that after he walked to the throne, the Emperor mentioned Caul to him, and he warned Guilliman not to trust the sage too much.
Because Caul has been researching something forbidden, he could bring disaster to the Empire.
But the Emperor also acknowledged Caul's contribution, saying that he felt Caul was like an Ecclesiarch of the Adeptus Mechanicus, whose devotion to him was unbelievable to him.
Then he warned Guilliman that he must treat Caul well no matter what, and not treat him as a tool that can come and go at a moment's notice.
Guilliman nodded in agreement, then picked up the Emperor's Sword and turned around to leave.
This is the content of the second memory.
Every memory is different.
"What does the Lord of Mankind think of the Tyrone Sector?" Caul asked.
Guilliman fell back into memories.
In this memory, he walked to the golden throne and called his father.
The Emperor immediately mentioned things about the Tyrone Sector.
Just like the name of the Primarch, it is contradictory.
"traitor."
"The evil god who feeds humans to eat their souls."
"Savior."
"An ally too late."
"Aide to Tzeentch."
"A more suitable collaborator than the Adeptus Mechanicus."
"It's the same traitor and thief that makes me feel like old friends on the 13th."
The Emperor spoke more about the C'tan.
The Star God once helped the Necrontyr and then devoured the Necrontyr's soul. He used this case to warn Guilliman not to trust any Star God too much. The Lord of Tyron was not a good thing. He just wanted to replicate what his kind had done to the Necrontyr. Do everything.
Then he talked about an ancient myth: St. George slaying the dragon.
The Emperor claimed to have slain the Dragon of Mars, a fragment of the C'tan that was imprisoned in the labyrinth on Mars overseen by the Eternals.
No matter what, the Tyrones cannot be allowed to get close to Mars, and they must be prevented from entering the solar system with determination to go to war.
Guilliman really became wary after hearing this.
If humanity applies the dimensional engine on a large scale, then whether humanity's future will lead to destruction or prosperity will be determined by the Star Gods.
However, the Emperor's next words advised Guilliman to be less suspicious and quickly promote the Dimension Engine. He also said that if the Tyron Sector existed at the time of the Great Crusade, they must be allies of the Empire.
He also said that there was nothing to doubt about the Star God leader, because he was not a real Star God at all and he had too much humanity. When he was alone at night, he would secretly shed tears over the death of the doctor who once helped him. He would look at the broken diary and miss the past. He would even put on sunglasses to admire the beautiful women in swimsuits when he went to the beach in Tyrone No. 3.
But there were not many good words, and the Emperor immediately persuaded Guilliman to send troops to quell the rebellion quickly, and to eliminate them when the Tyrone sector was invaded by demons in the future, otherwise it would be over when they became popular, and the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain.
Guilliman recalled the conversation, and after careful consideration, he decided that the Tyrone Sector was an ally that could cooperate, because both he and Efrenie felt that Qin Mo had a high level of humanity and was not at all cruel and cunning like most Star Gods. characteristics.
"My father said they could work together," Guilliman responded to Caul.
Call nodded, relieved.
Because the Caul in front of Guilliman was itself a gift from Qin Mo to the great sage, a replica with integrated intelligence.
The real Caul returned to the Seeker King long before coming to Terra to make the final preparations for the Primaris Space Marines so that Guilliman could put the Primaris Space Marines into use in the future.
"What does the Emperor think of the appointment and removal of high lords?" Caul asked again.
Guilliman recalled that during this memory, he specifically discussed the matter of the High Lord with the Emperor.
The Emperor felt that the High Lords still had value to exist, but only for now. The High Lords Council was organized by Guilliman. If they could not support the original body in the next series of events, then they should Destroyed by the one who shaped it.
Guilliman didn't say this. He understood that Caul's question about the high lord must be to bring the topic to being a Forge General, so he replied: "The Emperor said that you would be a Forge General."
"Really?" Kaul asked in surprise.
"Of course it's a lie." Guilliman shook his head. "I am now sure that you are not Caul himself, but a defective copy. From now on, I will call you Caul."
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Chapter 376 Freak Angel
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Three days later.
Terra's surface.
The ceremony to welcome the original body had been prepared, and all the nobles and commoners of Terra were arranged on the straight road to welcome the original body.
The original body was riding on a high platform carried by hundreds of senior officials of the state religion, and slowly moved forward on the avenue.
The Ultramarines brought by the Solar System Auxiliary Army and the original body were distributed in front and behind the high platform, guarding the original body as they walked through the city.
Guilliman sat on the high platform and waved to the people, but his eyes were always fixed on the hundreds of priests who were raising the platform for him.
It was supposed to be carried by slaves, but in order to show their loyalty and determination to always be the servants of the God Emperor and Son of God, the state's top leaders personally came out to carry the platform like slaves.
These people are not all losers.
Of course, most of them were drunkards, but there were more than twenty people who were very pious at first glance.
These people wore shabby clothes made of dirty, smelly rags. It was difficult to even cover their shame. Their bodies were as thin as bones.
Guilliman knew that there were a considerable number of ascetics in the state religion, just like the slender senior officials he saw. Even though these people could enjoy extremely high material conditions, they just didn't enjoy it, except when discussing matters of the state religion. spend their time living in places where poverty and disease are greatest.
The lives of these high-level officials are even in danger, because they do not bring bodyguards and have to be close to the poorest and most miserable people. Therefore, many of them are stabbed several times by gangs.
Even if they are hurt by gangs, they do not hate gangs, nor will they use their power and connections to strangle gangs. Instead, they will baptize and pray for gang members with bloody hands.
Then they would reveal their wounds if they survived, announcing to the world that this was evidence that the God-Emperor was protecting them.
The vast organization that is the State Church is the organization that best demonstrates the diversity of humanity.
As far as Guilliman knew, ten senior officials of the State Church even ran to the slums three days ago to stop the soldiers who were cleaning up the poor in order to prevent the poor from staining the sight of the original body, and then because they, the ascetics, were too poorly dressed. , were shot by the soldiers as if they were poor people. This incident caused an uproar in Terra.
Guilliman despised them all, whether they were wineskins or ascetics who held up the platform for him.
So when the team advanced on the road for a while, and some of the senior officials of the State Church were too tired to carry it, Guilliman stood up from his seat, waved vigorously to the people on both sides of the street, and even walked back and forth on the high platform.
The original body was already very heavy, and with all the current movements, the senior officials of the State Church could not carry it no matter how pious they were. They had to wink and signal to their servants to ask them to replace themselves, or to put on exoskeletons or something like that. of.
The team continued forward for a while and stopped before reaching the end. According to the arrangement, Guilliman needed to go with the high lords.
As the dais was slowly lowered, Guilliman saw the High Lords.
His eyes were directly locked on the Mars Forging General and ignored the other high lords, because this Forging General was too eye-catching.
The Forge General was so huge that when Guilliman saw it from a distance just now, he thought it was a building lying in the middle of the road.
It was pulled by steel cables beneath sixteen transports as it moved toward Guilliman, compared to which Caul was a small creature.
Before arriving, Guilliman learned that the name of the foundry general and high lord was Ud Udia Lasky.
Next to Laski stood another high lord and a spokesman representing the Rogue Trader force.
Inquisition Lord Rashiro.
Danda, spokesman for the Rogue Traders.
The positions of these three people are not random. They are a small group of three people bound by the interests within the high lord.
Guilliman suddenly recalled his meeting with the Emperor, during which the Emperor said one thing.
That is, Lasky, Lahirro, and Danda, the three high lords brought the Haemonculi of the Dark Eldar to the palace, hoping that the Haemonculi would protect the Golden Throne.
But the Haemonculus was helpless about the Golden Throne. He just went to the palace to watch the excitement, and said that the Golden Throne where the Emperor sits is simply the best thing in the past and future of the entire galaxy. In terms of torturing people, the Golden Throne is unprecedented. No one comes.
The high lords outside the small group of three stood relatively scattered.
Trajan, the commander of the imperial army, stood on the left side of the road with several deputies.
Interior Secretary Ross Kavler is at right.
The two hosts of the Star Torch Courtyard and the Star Whisper Court are Lucius Slode and Krapias.
Litela, the state church leader, stood in the middle with a very handsome man.
Fardix, Grand Master of the Assassins, stood in the darkest corner.
There is also a high-ranking admiral, the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum, and the minister of justice. These three people are standing apart, but they all have eye contact. They are obviously another small group of three.
The High Lords Council is no different from what it was ten thousand years ago.
Guilliman shaped the organization into a senate-like structure, with nine permanent seats and three non-permanent seats.
After observing these high lords, Guilliman's eyes fell on Krapias, the host of the Astropath.
As far as Guilliman knew, the small group of three Foundry Generals was actually not three people, but four, and one of them was Leop Frank, the former host of the Astropath.
I heard that this guy's psychic powers were so powerful that he needed to carry a few soulless ones with him, but he still died. The Council of High Lords believed that he died in a psychic disaster caused by Star Torch disorder, but the cause of his death was obviously not that Simple.
The High Lords knelt before Guilliman, except the Forge-General, who had no legs.