Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 343 What Valoris Saw (Happy Lantern Festival!)
This was a scene I had never imagined. I never thought that one day I would be able to truly communicate with His will face to face.

I have been to the throne room to meet Him on the throne, but I could only watch Him from a distance because the huge room was filled with high-intensity psychic heat waves that could burn the soul; through the dazzling gold, I could only see a piece of remaining broken flesh. He, who was completely stagnant between life and death, was buried in this deep forest of steel cables, like a pearl lost in an ugly and hateful mechanical clam shell.

During the ten thousand years that He sat on the throne, He never uttered a single word, and just watched the empire He founded slowly slide towards the brink of collapse after the disappearance of His loyal descendants; the reason why this slide was delayed for nearly ten thousand years was purely because of the vast territory of the empire and the countless lives sacrificed for it.

At the same time, on the other hand, His power in the warp is becoming stronger and stronger, especially after the rise of the state religion. In the past few thousand years, the combat intelligence witnessing the mysterious Black Armor Legion is increasing. At the same time, one of the saints protected by the "Sky Eagle Shield" was also favored by the golden power in the battle and was named a "living saint" by the state religion...

It may be blasphemous to say this in the language of the preachers, but I still worry:
If He could really step down from the throne one day... would He still be the Lord of Humanity ten thousand years ago?
But now these concerns have vanished, His human will is before my eyes, and the empire will usher in new hope.

“Arise, Valoris,” I heard Him say.

I controlled my emotions so as not to lose my composure in front of Him, and slowly stood up from the ground; at the same time, I was able to look around the hall I was in - except for the golden eagle totem behind Him, there was no decorative style of the Empire or the Martian Mechanicus, and no mechanical structures such as feeder cables were seen. Only the light of the countless stars above my head reflected the gleam of the ancient bronze metal here.

Is this a relic from the dark technological age? I wondered, and humbly asked:

"My Lord, where are you in the galaxy now? As long as we know the coordinates, the 'Sky Eagle Shield' can be teleported to this place in an instant."

The "Shield of the Sky Eagle" is responsible for protection in the Forbidden Army. In addition to the high-ranking officials of the Empire, the people they protect also include those chosen by the "Doomsday Prophet" in the palace. These people will use their own abilities, thoughts or actions to reverse and resolve various terrible disasters that threaten the throne in the future. The Forbidden Army warriors of the Sky Eagle Shield will ensure the safety of these people before they can play their due value.

But now, I am afraid that the value of all these people put together is not as great as the supreme will before me.

"No need. This is another ancient Terra. There are still seas, forests, wheat fields and all the beautiful scenery. People have not yet walked out of the stars," the boy said calmly. "The most important thing is that there is no subspace in this universe. The subspace engine cannot be activated here."

Another Terra? Another universe? I struggled to comprehend and digest the vast amount of information contained in the words of the Lord.

Someone is coming. I noticed a mysterious blue light on the ground somewhere in the hall. When I was about to activate the energy field of the Watcher's Axe, my Lord gently touched my shoulder armor to stop my instinctive defensive action:

"Don't be nervous, Valoris. I can introduce you to the new warriors I will create on this Terra."

New warriors? I thought about a lot in a few microseconds, but the first thing that came to my mind was me... or the Custodians I represented. When Terra fell into the Old Night Era where technological barbarians and genetic warlords clashed and fought each other, the Lord of Mankind created us long before creating the "Thunder Warriors" to give the short-sighted warlords on Terra a final notice of "disobedience or destruction."

So... is the Lord going to create new warriors like us on this other Terra?

I couldn't help but look sternly at the young boy who walked out of the light curtain.

His body was already a little too old, totally not meeting the age standard for recruits trained by the Imperial Guards (generally, they were selected from young children); his eyes looked a little stupid, more like a barbaric and brainless reckless man than an excellent and qualified recruit with strategy and plans; not only was his physique a little thin, but his genetic bloodline seemed to be mixed with a lot of impurities, and was not pure at all...

I frowned slightly but recovered quickly: After all, this is the warrior that the Lord wants to create, and I shouldn't give any unnecessary opinions. But if He wants more qualified and excellent children, I can go back to Terra to recruit them.

"Let me introduce you to the warrior next to me, Trajann Valoris, the current commander of the Imperial Guards of Terra Palace." The Lord introduced me to the boy, and then turned to me and introduced him, "Trajan, this is Lu Mingfei, an outstanding warrior who will lead a new legion."

Leading a new legion? A commander like me... or does the Lord want to create another Primarch?

Out of respect for my Lord, I nodded to the child named Lu Mingfei.

"Lu Mingfei is a special being. His soul belongs to this universe, but in an unknown accident his soul went to our universe and became an Astartes. It was not until he died in battle that his soul returned here."

"Not long after, the 'I' on the throne noticed his fire of faith, and also noticed the existence of this world."

My Lord calmly told me all this, "So I decided to create new warriors here. Here I will not be affected by the existence of the warp, and I can devote myself to my work."

"Is there anything I can do for you, my Lord? I am willing to always be by your side."

I pleaded sincerely, no matter the origin of Lu Mingfei, or my Lord's creation of new warriors or even new Primarchs, I no longer care.

I only want to fulfill my ancient duty and stay by my Lord's side, even if it means death.

"No, Valoris, you have more important things to do," My Lord calmly rejected me. "Under your leadership, the Adeptus Custodes has achieved the best development in history. They really need to go out of the palace walls, vent their anger on other enemies, and save more people in the empire."

"Yes, my Lord. I will follow your will." I said bitterly. When I looked at the child named Lu Mingfei, I couldn't help but feel a mundane emotion called "envy".

I walked back to the place where I appeared. The light from the ground matrix engulfed me. When I appeared again, I was back in that mysterious room. Bossa and his four shadow warden were still waiting there.

After a brief explanation, I led them into the "Gate to the Unknown or Hope" and came to the universe where my Lord was, that Terra; their reactions were no calmer than mine when they met my Lord's will, and even the most indifferent Seal Warden Bersa Tusk shed tears of excitement.

Their mission is to bring the two rectangular metal boxes into this world, as our Lord may need them to create new types of warriors. Judging from the ancient Gothic characters and labels engraved on their surfaces, the two metal boxes contain a technological device from the Dark Age of Technology, as well as ancient genetic technology from that era.

"Cadia will be destroyed one day in the future. The surging waves of the warp will turn into a cursed scar that splits the entire galaxy in two. The light of the Astronomican will not be able to shine on the other half of the empire;" My Lord said to me, "I believe you have foreseen this. The instability of the warp and a certain fate-like inevitability will make this inevitable and unstoppable. All you have to do now is to prepare for war."

I looked solemn. The ancient technological device "Time Shackles" on my waist did allow me to foresee a disaster, but I never thought it would be so serious. The Empire's most heavily defended fortress world facing the front line of the Warp's Eye of Terror would be destroyed.

"After the legions here are formed, they will rush to that universe to fight alongside you and other warriors." My Lord stroked my golden shoulder armor, "We will still have a long expedition."