Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 372 The Emperor Reconciles with His Sons

He had just retrieved a Dreadnought from the battlefield.

This can also be considered as stealing the weapons that Perturabo used in his fight against the Imperial Fist.

Although he doesn't need it, this thing might have some use.

The restless subspace essence within the Lion King sensed someone watching.

He instantly realized who the person above him was.

Emperor.

The Emperor knew that the Lion King had seen through everything.

The Lion King had seen through everything before the Horus Rebellion.

Knowing that the Empire was merely a tool of the Emperor, and all the Primarchs were just tools as well, he never expected or demanded any love from the Emperor. The various actions of the other Primarchs only made him feel that those guys were like a group of children who never grew up.

The Lion King is more like an elder brother who doesn't like to stand out. He knows everything, sees through everything, and doesn't crave anything. Therefore, his attitude towards the empire is more like that of a tool, lacking the feelings for the empire's tools. As a result, he maintains neutrality towards many people and simply does what a tool should do.

Now, the emperor's gaze is fixed on him, but he feels nothing.

Are you going to give me a new task?

Say it.

What do you need me to do?

"You've done very well; there's nothing more you need to do."

This is the Emperor's order to the Lion King.

?

What does it mean?
Don't you need me anymore?

I have completed your task as you requested, but what does it mean that you are not letting me do anything anymore? Do you mean you have given up on me, or that you no longer need me?
The angel of forgiveness behind the Lion King looked at his father.

They did not hear the emperor's voice.

But they sensed their father's disappointment.

He quickly stepped forward.

"My lord."

"."

That is why ah!

After the Lion King emerged, he thought the Emperor would, as before, simply assign him tasks and have him continue to complete those unnecessary tasks that the Emperor deemed necessary. However, the current Emperor simply didn't need him anymore.

As the most mature man in the empire and the God of War in the inner circle of the empire, Lion King Ryan knew he was old, but not so old that even the Emperor no longer cared about him.
The Lion King didn't know why, even though he knew perfectly well that he was just a tool in the Emperor's hands.

But when he discovered that the emperor no longer wanted him as a tool, a deep sense of loss suddenly welled up in his heart.

This sense of loss made him feel as if he had lost his way, and suddenly he didn't know the motivation to move forward.

Perhaps, he didn't see everything clearly.

Perhaps, hidden within him, this genetic archetype who is like an elder brother among the many archetypes, he still longs for some kind of recognition, only that such recognition was something he knew in the past was impossible to obtain.

"My Lord."

"I'm fine," Lion King Ryan took a deep breath. The Emperor had abandoned him, and he needed to get to the bottom of it.

The emperor's gaze continued to move.

Along the edge of the Milky Way, across countless battlefields.

The battles with the Eldar, the battles with the Chaos, the battles with the Orks, the battles with the Tyranids, the battles with our own people, the battles with the Rebels, the battles with the invaders, and the battles with the aggressors.
The entire galaxy is a battlefield, and war rages everywhere.

The pain and cries brought by war; the despair and fear that shroud it.
Everything in the empire was happening before his eyes.

His gaze swept over the battlefields, but only briefly; his eyes moved away from them.

Finally, it stopped in front of Horus.

This gaze, like that of countless centuries ago, has continued once again.

Horus died in the Emperor's arms. The Emperor looked at his dead son, who had reappeared in the real universe. His emotions were complex and extremely difficult.

All sorts of chaotic emotions flowed from his consciousness, and after countless cycles of gathering, interruption, gathering again, and interruption again, he still couldn't utter a single word.

The emperor has his own choices.

Horus, who was once the closest to the emperor, understood this choice best.

Watching the Emperor's departing consciousness, he clearly realized that even the Emperor could not handle everything perfectly. The Emperor wanted to save humanity. It cannot be said that he was wrong, but it can only be said that he just happened to not go in the direction he wanted at every step.

Therefore, the emperor had to shoulder all the responsibility. This was unfair to Horus and to the emperor.

An emperor does not need to shoulder all the responsibilities.

He has his own son.

"Commander."

"The War Master is dead. I am Horus, and the Empire will never produce a new War Master!"

Horus has taken the planet as agreed. Although he still has an agreement with the Gamma World, he can sense that his father needs him.

Horus was born in a gangster world. His appearance was accompanied by the sudden release of his body's seal after a gang war. His body began to grow, his memories began to resurface, and it was at that time that he gained all the memories related to the past.

He knew he was a son of the Emperor and a member of the Sixteenth Legion.

And through countless wars, he also forged deep memories with his father, the emperor.

Although he envied Saint Gilles' perfection and was dissatisfied with Guilliman's hypocritical behavior.

But at the same time, he also clearly remembered who he was and how close his relationship with the emperor was.

They once talked all night long about everything related to the future empire.

Discussing how humanity can achieve its great future.

They had once left their backs to each other without reservation, and on the battlefield, with mutual trust and perfect cooperation, they had experienced countless life-and-death battles. In the battle, everyone regarded the other as the safest back behind them.

Now, the emperor hesitated and ultimately gave up on communicating with himself.

This already expresses the emperor's meaning.

What the emperor hoped for was that they could gain freedom in their final days, a freedom that did not have to be shared with him.

Once he rises, he will lose all humanity and become the Dark Lord of the entire Warp, a being filled with destruction and end. He will destroy everything, including the Chaos Creatures, the Four Gods, the Demigods, and the Demons.
Those who follow him will also perish along with him, due to the destruction of other beings in the warp.

Horus was unaware of the orders the Emperor was carrying out.

However, one can sense the decisions made by the emperor.

In his previous decision, he gave up advancing alongside the empire. This time, let him try again, let him advance and retreat alongside the emperor once more, let him fight side by side with the emperor once more.

An emperor's vision extends beyond his own offspring and humanity; he also aspires to save even more humankind.

Throughout the galaxy, either humanity will be taken away by the Gamma World, or when he rises up and becomes the Dark Lord, he will take all human souls away.

The human soul is too deeply bound to the emperor.

It is completely indivisible.

As long as the Emperor rises up and extinguishes the last vestige of humanity, he will inevitably become the most terrifying being in the human galaxy, and the souls of mankind will be drained by the Dark Lord. This is similar to the relationship between Slaanesh and Eldar. If Slaanesh were born normally, he could directly drain the souls of all Eldar.

Perturabo, Mortarian, Magnus, and even Logar all felt the Emperor's distant gaze passing over them. It seemed as if the Emperor was making final arrangements for all his offspring, even those Primarchs who had already died, from some point in the past or future.

Mortarion was given a critical mission, commanded by Nurgle, one of the four gods.

Because of Guilliman's arson and burning of the garden, Mortalian had to prove his loyalty to his father and his hostility towards Guilliman through his own power.

However, Mortarian was already unhappy with Guilliman.

It could even be said that almost all the Primarchs in the entire Empire were quite unhappy with Guilliman.

The other Primarchs' childhood experiences were all terrible, hellish beginnings.

Only Guilliman had both parents alive, and their education of him was not neglected. Guilliman was taught various aristocratic etiquette. While other chapters were frantically plundering resources, Guilliman did not cause excessive killing. He even managed to maintain peace in all the territories he ruled. The Space Marines even had time to tend to some flowers and plants, creating some pleasing world attractions like flower beds in their territories.

This made the others feel like barbarians, almost unable to hold their heads up in front of Guilliman, so they all thought Guilliman was the most hypocritical Primarch.

Even Mortalian was no exception; he remained unhappy with Guilliman's attitude.

Second only to Saint Gilles.

The Emperor did try to salvage Mortalian, since Mortalian's essence had not yet been consumed by Nurgle in the warp, and there was still a chance.

However, he also knew that saving Mortarion was a complicated matter, and he didn't have much time left.

So he'll try to get someone to contact Mortarion; if he can bring him back, that would be best.

Of course, if it cannot return.

Before the Emperor's consciousness had even scanned his offspring and souls in the Warp.

Magnus then traveled from afar.

After learning what he had done, Magnus, who had previously tried to escape it all, now understood that he could no longer run away from it.

He needs to admit his mistake to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)