Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 198 The False Emperor Should Be Punished and the Divine Emperor Should Be Enthroned

"1209.150.M42... I didn't expect that more than two hundred years have passed. I really hope to see the day when the empire falls a thousand years from now."

In the endless void, Huron looked at the vortex that was getting farther and farther away from him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This familiar scenery and the familiar beautiful halo carried the building of his glorious empire, earning him the reputation of the Tyrant of Badab.

However, this was also the place where he was overturned and dragged into the abyss, forcing him to dive into the abyss from now on.

This is the beginning of all the chaos and the continuation of the journey of blood and fire.

Even though it caused the deaths of billions of people, it at least made him become more and more like himself.

“Ding da.. Ding da…”

Huron, wearing a red power armor, looked at the creature behind him that made the noise. It was his pet, a strange creature with no fixed form, a gift from the warp.

Blackhearted King Huron, Tyrant of Badab, Lord of the Great Vortex, Timely Rain... (Rebellious Space Marines), Hamadria in the lower left corner

"Hamadriya...what on earth are your masters thinking?" Huron said slowly as if talking to himself.

But after hearing these words, the shapeless creature froze in place, and mutterings that were even stranger than its body shape came out intermittently from its shadow.

"Hehehe...They are wondering...when will you...accept the true gift from the great...Lord of Change!"

The strange sound made Huron's pupils shrink and his expression tremble, but it only lasted for a moment, and the next moment Huron relaxed completely.

"The real gift... the ascension of demons? Unfortunately, I have no interest in that thing. After all, I am not one of those brainless primarchs." Huron said with a sneering tone.

"Hehehe... As expected of a man called Badab Tyrant, his courage is much stronger than some people."

The subspace creature named Hamadryya was like an illusory light and shadow, which flickered and dimmed as the words rose and fell.

Hamadrya, a gift from the warp, a creature with no fixed form, but also with entity, and with different body shapes

"Don't keep me in suspense. I promised to cooperate with you. Traveling through the warp for several months is not a joke."

Huron's eyebrowless brow was wrinkled, and his torn skin twisted to reveal a strange metal structure under his face.

Although there was a very clear Chaos Eight-pointed Star symbol on his breastplate, what no one dared to imagine was his undisguised resentment towards the source of the voice.

“Hehehe… Go to the Storm Star Region and bring a man named Lin Heng to the Crystal Maze.

Then you will know that you have caused greater damage to the Empire than the opening of the Great Rift.

Once the empire...oh no, it's psychic bacon, hehehehe!

Just remember that you are the one who decides whether the bacon can stand up, and you don't want the other person to stand up again, right?"

Hamadria emitted a brilliant but not blinding phantom light that shone on Huron's face, making his expression appear even more gloomy and uncertain.

"Hehe, the Great Rift...Abaddon. Although I don't get along with him, he did a great job of tearing apart half of the empire.

Without my help, he would not have succeeded, so I know how much effort it took to complete it.

And you, just randomly mentioned a name, and one person can decide the life and death of the false emperor...

Do you think I'm the idiot Abaddon? If we want to cooperate, we must show sincerity! What I want is the truth of this matter!"

Huron scolded loudly, not caring about the other party's identity at all.

In the Warp, there are only a few Chaos Space Marine fleets that can be used except him.

Abaddon was currently engaged in a battle somewhere and had no time to spare. And the Chaos Primarch under his command did not know how to engage in space warfare.

Otherwise, the other party would not have come looking for him. The other war gangs are all fools who are not worthy of being in the upper class. They are okay for small fights, but once it evolves into cross-galaxy and cross-star region battles, it will be difficult for them not to be a drag.

Being able to find him means that the goal this time is really very important. So if Huron doesn’t understand it clearly, then he would have another title in vain - the Black-Hearted King Huron.

"Hehehe...Okay then, I can tell you everything. Believe it or not, it's up to you...Hehehe..."

Then the ethereal creature changed, and as the sound became clearer, Fang Fu's figure became more stable.

The voice that sounded like a whisper gradually shocked Huron. As the news spread, Huron, with his eyes wide open, began to breathe rapidly.

As the strange "jiejie" sound disappeared, Hamadrya's body gradually stabilized, and it looked like a strange dinosaur.

"Gah?"

Hamadrya tilted his head, as if wondering what just happened, and didn't understand why the master in front of him was so angry.

Then Huron, who had been silent for a long time, looked up to the sky and shouted:

"The false emperor shall be punished!"

...

In an illusory maze somewhere far away from Huron, a strange and twisted being let out a teeth-grinding sneer.

Then, all the chaotic creatures wandering around, no matter how big or small, fell to the ground as if their brains were crushed in an instant.

...

"Who did you say woke up?!"

Of course Guilliman knew who was awake, he just didn't want to admit it, the Primarch of the Dark Angels of the First Legion.

According to the order of arrival, the man who served as his eldest brother was Lion, the Lord of Caliban.

A brother who looks proud, elegant, has a strong sense of self-esteem and is loyal to his principles.

A cold-blooded, ruthless Primarch who lacks empathy and will do anything to achieve his goals.

Indifferent, aloof, and unsociable are his labels, but tenacious, loyal, and focused are also his titles.

Guilliman guessed everyone except Lion's name, but the other party woke up silently.

However, Guilliman was a little worried, fearing that his elder brother might not necessarily follow his arrangements.

This awakening may also be to solve some secrets.

“Buzz..Buzz…”

Kohl's clone made a strange noise, and he was not aware that his opponent, who was wearing all this black technology, couldn't control the part of his body that made the sound.

"I didn't expect that the Primarch Lion King Lion would return. That's great, so... so great."

Although Cawl's clone was congratulating him, Guilliman could clearly hear something wrong with the other party's language program.

But he didn't say it explicitly. He had too many things he wanted to solve and didn't want to add to his troubles at this time.

“I really don’t know what Ryan has become, and I don’t know if his mind has changed.

But I think the first thing he should do when he wakes up is to solve his own problems..."

Guilliman waved his hand to signal the messenger to go down, and then looked at the clone of Cawl, who was twisting and turning as if he had lice on his body.

"Kaul..we are friends right?"

"Lord Guilliman, you and the Great Sage are indeed good friends." The clone replied.

Guilliman nodded.

"Well, isn't it normal for friends to help friends?"

"Yes, my Lord Regent."

Guilliman silently picked up an extremely exquisite long sword, stroked the blade and said:

"Then, if I agree to your request, can you do me a favor?"

As soon as he said this, Guilliman saw that the clone's body stopped shaking.

"Request? You mean, you promised the Great Sage that you would give him the position of Forging General of the Red Sand Country.

Remove the current Ude Udiya Laskian from the seat of the Supreme Lord and ensure that the Great Sage becomes one of the 12 Supreme Lords.

Become the same person in title as the great Regent Lord Robert Guilliman, that is, you?"

The clone knew everything about the matter, and Guilliman was now wondering whether it was really worth it for him to agree to the other party's request.

The return of the Lion King has already added a bit of uncertainty, and now with the addition of Kawl, a hated existence, is this really a good thing for the Empire? Maybe extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.

"Pass on my order, the fleet will immediately tighten and head to the Storm Segmentum through the warp.

They would first reach the Solar Star Region and send star messages to the naval headquarters in each star region, informing everyone to be prepared for attacks from any force.

And immediately send more personnel to the Storm Segmentum. I want all the organizations that can be present to be here, including the Chapter, the Sorority, the Sisters of Silence, and the Astra Militarum Marines.

All news must be reported to me, especially the news about the star regions bordering the Extreme Star Region and the Storm Star Region. Not a single one can be left out!"

Guilliman gave various instructions, hoping that everything would be in time. Although he didn't know the exact location, he believed in his father.

The great Lord who guides mankind, the immortal emperor sitting on the golden throne!

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0228.151.M42

Before the servoskull could tell them to get up, Caroline had already gotten up from the hard stone slab.

The cold, hard stone bed did not torture her, but instead allowed her to feel her own warmth.

In three months, this group of students from the academy changed the way they called themselves in their hearts, and Zhongsi became nun.

All the sisters were so kind and friendly. Although the senior nun was very strict, her discipline was relaxed to a certain extent.

Unconsciously, Caroline's cold and indifferent expression turned into a smile that she would occasionally raise.

"Sister Love, wake up, it's time to pray."

Caroline patted the sleeping girl, and she pressed her face into the pillow, making a unique moaning sound.

"Hurry up, after we finish praying with the monks, we will become students of perseverance, and then we can learn how to use the grenade gun and refute heresy."

When the sleeping girl heard such good news, she immediately got up and washed.

Caroline smiled and shook her head. After everyone had packed up, they drove to the Anglican church built near the convent.

The nuns got off the bus quietly, walked to their respective seats, and prayed silently, with a pious expression on everyone's face.

Looking at the dazzling colored window, the colored glaze on it formed a statue of the great God-Emperor.

The Great Emperor, Master of Mankind, guides every citizen of the Imperium.