Fight for justice!

Although the Pseudo-Emperor is cruel and hypocritical, no one can deny his strength. It is with this strength that the Pseudo-Emperor launches the evil invasion.

It destroyed countless "kind and friendly" innocent aliens, the human civilization that refused to succumb to the rule of the false emperor, the four kind gods who wantonly slandered the subspace, and the lovely subspace elves.

In order to preserve the Terra Palace, the precious treasure of mankind, the Warmaster would rather disregard his own life and death. How can one not be moved to tears.

Loyalty! The Warmaster's kindness is not over yet!

There is no two suns in the sky. From the beginning to the end, the human empire has only one sun, and that is the great Warmaster!

"Holy Terra has waged over 50 large-scale wars throughout history, and the merits and demerits of these are difficult to discern.

But historians have all noticed that it was on this sacred planet that the rise and fall of countless dynasties was determined.

Therefore, there has been a saying since ancient times that one should strive for the throne of Terra.

Back then, first... the Emperor led the Thunder Warriors in three groups to reclaim Holy Terra. It was also on Holy Terra that the Emperor personally led 100,000 Thunder Warriors to conquer the Terran warlords and achieved a resounding victory.

"I don't understand why everyone is discussing the Emperor being trapped in the Golden Throne, as if this Terran battlefield is destined to doom us.

Two hundred years ago, I followed the former... false... Emperor to unify Terra, starting the Great Crusade against the Galaxy. I took on the responsibility of becoming the Chancellor of the Empire, and the human race in the Galaxy was thus unified.

Wherever the imperial army passed, the imperial citizens welcomed it wholeheartedly. It can be said that they had the best timing. The scene of vibrant vitality and flourishing of all things is still before our eyes.

Just two hundred years later.

Has this place suddenly become our burial place?

No matter how it goes, in the final battle, the Emperor versus the Wolf God, the advantage is mine!"

The last Terra Palace. The human empire that once launched the Great Crusade and conquered the entire galaxy now only has the Terra Palace, the last stronghold.

The planets conquered by the Great Crusade either chose to join the Second Imperium or, being overrun by the Rebels, chose to pledge allegiance to Horus.

This made Magic Markado, the chancellor of the empire, think of an interesting story from ancient Terra. Now they are not even as good as the national army.

If the National Army was defeated, the worst that could happen was that they would become island warriors. If they joined the National Army in 49, they would not have died. But now, the empire is about to perish.

"Apocalypse, we all know the prophecy. Half of the Primarchs will betray, but that doesn't mean the other half will be loyal."

The prophecy only said that half of the Primarchs would launch a major rebellion, but the other side would not necessarily stand on the side of the Empire. Guilliman won over half of the Primarchs to establish the Second Empire.

There was no direct armed conflict with the Empire, but the nature of the conflict was even worse.

The Second Empire provided Horus's rebels with a steady supply of logistical support, and now the rebels really had a solid rear base.

"Perhaps you should have paid more attention to your offspring. Perhaps we should have tried to create a female Primarch. Perhaps this could have made things less dire."

The Sigillite began to doubt whether he and the Emperor were too cruel. When the Empire was in danger, not a single Primarch stood on the side of the Empire.

"Old friend, this is not our fault. They are my children. It is my failure in educating them that has led to their current situation."

The Lord of Mankind walked out of the Webway with heavy steps. He was seriously injured. In the recent Webway War, he encountered Drakkenion.

The severe pain in his body did not affect the Lord of Mankind's thoughts. This was the willpower that allowed him to endure the strongest torture device in Warhammer for ten thousand years.

He was sad. The golden corn figurines he had painstakingly collected for two hundred years from the Great Crusade to the present had been consumed in the recent Webway War, leaving only a thousand left.

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