Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"I am ultimately superior!" the Avatar of Khorne said to himself. A sense of comfort, unprecedented, welled up within him. He even had a premonition that if he could outwit the Emperor this time, he would gain control of a great deal of conspiracy and strategy! Because Khorne was facing a disadvantageous situation, his absolute power was inferior to that of the Emperor and the Traveler. And the way to wield power was to practice it, just as Tzeentch loved conspiracy and Khorne loved battle.

If Khorne succeeded this time, he would have triumphed over two primary gods of a dominant galactic civilization. His authority in warfare would undoubtedly increase, and because of his use of conspiracy, his authority in conspiracy and strategy would also increase, at least giving him a glimpse into the true art of war. Whether it was an increase in authority or a victory, both would greatly boost Khorne's fortune!

The struggle between Khorne and the Emperor had reached a critical juncture. The exterior of the Emperor's golden sword began to crumble. The Emperor's reign as Master of Mankind had been too short, and Mankind was still far from its former galactic dominance. The combined strength of humanity's faith and destiny was insufficient against Khorne's desperate assault.

However, the Emperor is a born god after all. When the outer shell of human faith fades away, the extremely dark power begins to emanate, and the destructive force within the golden sword of the Emperor bursts out. It is an existence that can destroy everything, the original destroyer, and the power that can completely shatter the physical universe and the warp. Although the Emperor did not become the Lord of Darkness, the power he can mobilize is not small!

The black force of destruction and Khorne's war force collided, and the aura of annihilation terrified Khorne. War itself brought destruction, and as the war intensified, it strengthened Khorne and the Emperor. When the power of human faith and worship was insufficient to support the Emperor, the primordial force of destruction was revealed.

"It's about the same. Perhaps I have some advantages, but they're of limited significance." Feeling the pressure brought upon him by the Emperor, Khorne was even able to make a timely analysis of the battle situation... This is professionalism!

Are there any Chaos Gods capable of overcoming the current Emperor? Indeed, there are. Take, for example, Tzeentch, who once dominated the entire Chaos Realm, wielding his Crystal Staff. Back then, he was far more powerful than Khorne is today. Why else would one explain the constant degeneration of the Warhammer 40 universe? The galactic overlords of the real universe have been declining with each successive generation. From the Old Ones, who once dominated the galaxy and the Warp, to the C'tan and the Necrontyr, to the Eldar, and finally to humanity, the power and stature of this overlord has steadily declined.

The Warp was actually declining. Now, whether it was Khorne, the most powerful evil god, or the newly born or the gods about to be born, none of them could reach the level of Tzeentch in a one-on-one duel. Back then, Tzeentch could make the other three Chaos Gods work together to deal with him, which was quite a feat!

"You are strong, Emperor, but not strong enough!" A sinister sneer crossed the face of Khorne's avatar. Then, Khorne's tail swung upwards, and atop the brass-wrapped tail was a sickle gleaming with a pale green light! The deathly stillness within it made even the gods uneasy!

"You made a deal with Nurgle?!" In an instant, the Emperor understood why Khorne was willing to fight him despite being at a disadvantage. It turned out that He also had a backup plan.

Khorne did not respond to the Emperor. He had waited too long for this moment. He had always worried that the Traveler would have already dealt with the enchanted planet before he could act, and that Khorne's best option would have been to retreat. But now, it seemed, luck was on his side. The Traveler was still dealing with the demonic planet, and the remaining strength he had was used to stem the tide of divine power generated by the battle between Khorne and the Emperor.

Now, Khorne was certain the Traveler was too busy to care for anything else, and he still held the power of Nurgle in his hands! As the Emperor watched in shock, the pale green scythe bound to Khorne's tail slashed towards the Emperor's chest. The sharp, death-scented scythe pierced the Emperor's armor and pierced his flesh.

Then Khorne's tail controlled the scythe, pulling it down fiercely. A wound appeared on the Emperor's body. Black death and green corruption began to spread across the Emperor's body. The power from the source of Nurgle made the Emperor feel threatened and in great pain!

"Ah..." The extreme pain made the Emperor wail uncontrollably, but at this moment, the Emperor was still trying his best to restrain himself, not letting the pain in his heart affect humanity. At the critical moment of His confrontation with Khorne, the Emperor was still thinking about humanity.

"You have betrayed your very nature." Khorne felt the Emperor's weakening power. "You were supposed to be the Lord of Destruction, sworn to destroy all existence, yet now you are defending mortals who are nothing more than our playthings! What a ridiculous thing! And your so-called mercy and duty are holding you back!"

Khorne slowly pressed the crimson sword in his hand towards the Emperor. It was almost touching the Emperor's body, just a hair's breadth away! Khorne could already sense victory beckoning him. The Emperor's face was livid, and he seemed to be showing signs of abnormal illness. This excited Khorne, filled with joy, and he could hardly wait to defeat his opponent. He increased his strength, ready to kill his opponent in one fell swoop, and to do so, he used his last bit of strength!

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"Here's your chance, Khorne! You've fallen for it!" A smile finally broke out on the Traveler's face as he watched the battle unfold in the distance. The Emperor had been wounded by Khorne, but unfortunately, the Traveler had anticipated this scene, as well as the possibility that Khorne had struck a deal with Nurgle. He had also been prepared by having the Emperor carry the Eldar Death Amulet. Khorne's current advantage was also within his expectations.

But advantage doesn't guarantee victory! The Traveler was prepared for these possible scenarios. Khorne was right to believe the Traveler had no time to worry about him, as he held down the Demon Planet with one hand and calmed the previous surge of divine power with the other.

But you have to know that among the gods of order now, in addition to the Emperor, the Traveler and the Eldar gods, there are actually some beings that although they cannot be called gods, are equally powerful, such as the Endless Journey that was hiding in the back of the Moon of Vaal and had not taken any action!

Khorne's calculations were truly accurate this time. In this round of fighting, all the Gods of Order took action: the Emperor and Khorne engaged, the Traveler dealt with the Daemon Orb, the Moon of Vaal was used to deal with Slaanesh, and the Harlequin eliminated Erebus. It could be said that the Gods of Order had essentially exhausted all their open cards this time. However, it was the hidden hand they left behind that transformed a being Khorne had previously considered non-threatening into the lynchpin of the entire battle. — The Endless Journey struck!

"Endless Journey, help me contain this demon planet!" the traveler ordered.

"Follow your orders, master!" The Endless Journey flew out from the shadow of the Moon of Vaal and appeared next to the Demon Planet almost instantly. Then the blue divine power and the golden power of faith surged up, continuing to suppress the Demon Planet, while the Traveler Incarnation gradually drew his own power from it!

Is the Endless Journey powerful? It depends. While he's not even a demigod right now, he wouldn't stand a chance against a fully formed Va Banxian. Regardless, the Endless Journey is still vastly more powerful than the likes of the Lord of Radiance and the Randan War Moon! Just because he's not a demigod doesn't mean he can't suppress this severely weakened demonized planet of Khorne!

After all, the Endless Journey had been the Traveler's official vehicle for tens of thousands of years, having witnessed and experienced all manner of high-dimensional battles. Furthermore, the Traveler would also imbue the Endless Journey with divine power. Therefore, the former could perfectly take over the Traveler's previous duties, freeing up the Traveler's hands!

"Khorne, I'm coming!" The Traveler pulled out the Twilight Spear! The tip of the spear shone with divine power. The Traveler could sense that the spirit within the weapon was eager to taste the blood of another Chaos God!

"Despicable and cunning fellow! This is a trap!" Watching the Traveler free up his hand after the hand swap in the distance, Khorne felt a wave of despair. He finally realized that he had ultimately fallen behind by a single move! Now, worrying about whether he could defeat the Emperor was meaningless. Even if the Emperor lay down right now, Khorne, already depleted of energy, would definitely not be able to defeat the Traveler.

Khorne began to try to escape, but the Emperor gave him no chance! With his golden power claws, he plucked Nurgle's scythe from his body and tossed it aside. Then, with his golden power claws, he grasped Khorne's wrist, preventing him from escaping! Furious, Khorne tried to use all his might to break free from the Emperor's grasp. However, the Emperor, shaken from side to side by the immense force, could not completely break free!

"You're not injured?" Khorne looked at the Emperor in surprise. The power Nurgle bestowed upon Him was still quite potent, a force of the very essence of death, a force even gods would fear. The Emperor had undoubtedly been struck by Nurgle's scythe. While it wasn't fatal, he definitely shouldn't have the strength to restrain him now.

The Emperor's every move was before Khorne's eyes, and he did nothing else. Khorne was puzzled as to why! It wasn't until the power of death surged from the wound in the Emperor's chest, rapidly repairing the Emperor's injuries, that Khorne understood.

At this moment, the Eldar Death Amulet truly came into play, its power rapidly neutralizing Nurgle's might. And this time, Khorne's luck wasn't on his side. During the battle, the Emperor had placed the Death Amulet on his chest. Khorne's first and most devastating blow from his Nurgle scythe landed squarely on the Death Amulet!

The Emperor's subsequent wounds were actually scratches inflicted by the scythe's downward stroke, and the damage was limited. Now, though the Emperor was wounded, and though Nurgle's power was so overwhelming it could infect even gods, the constant health and buffs provided by the Death Amulet limited the Emperor's power. They were all on the same level, and it would be difficult for Khorne to break free.

Facing the Traveler charging at him with a spear, Khorne could only swing his tail and the Scythe of Nurgle on it. As expected, the scythe was knocked away by the Twilight Spear, and the Traveler then stabbed Khorne's tail with his spear. Then, with a swivel, he used the spear's blade to slice across!

However, this was not the end. The traveler raised his spear again, aimed it at Khorne's spine, and stabbed it hard.

"Ah!" The intense pain and overwhelming divine power nearly crumbled the avatar of Khorne. Caught between the Emperor and the Traveler, Khorne was now in a worse state than Slaanesh had been. He tried to break free, but neither the Traveler nor the Emperor would allow him to. If nothing unexpected happened, this battle would end in Khorne's utter defeat.

"Something is coming!" the traveler said to the emperor.

"I can't forget that stench! It was Nurgle, why would He come?" The Emperor was somewhat surprised. After all, in His heart, Nurgle was a very conservative fellow. Apart from harvesting the Lord of Radiance, Nurgle was basically going for the bottom line.

"Do you think Nurgle is going for the Scythe, or is he here to save the Avatar of Khorne?" asked the Emperor.

"Perhaps, He wants both!" The Traveler struggled to hold Khorne's body in place. Though severely wounded, his dying struggles were still powerful. A moment later, Nurgle's figure gradually became clearer. He was still the same elderly man in a smock and hood, but without the wooden scythe in his hand!

"Nurgle, help me!" Khorne spat out blood foam from his mouth and said with difficulty. The Emperor and the Traveler looked at Nurgle, whose face was gloomy and uncertain.

"I shouldn't have come," Nurgle thought to himself. Originally, he had a deal with Khorne, a deal already sealed. Whether Khorne won or lost, it wouldn't affect Nurgle's favor. But alas, the situation had become more complicated, even beyond Nurgle's expectations. After all, Nurgle had assumed that even if Khorne failed, he wouldn't be able to escape, right? And if he could escape, he could reclaim the scythe he had lent Khorne.

But unfortunately, the situation just now took a turn for the worse. If there is no strong external help, Khorne's clone will most likely die here. So, now a bad situation arises. If Khorne's clone is gone, can the scythe that he gave to Khorne be taken back?

Of course, even if Nurgle emerges, it's hard to say whether the outcome will play out as Nurgle foresees. After all, given Khorne's current state, even if the Emperor and the Traveler let go, they'd be lucky to escape. What then? What will Nurgle do? Will he seize the Scythe and leave? Or will he cover Khorne's retreat, forming a de facto alliance? What will the Emperor and the Traveler think? If Khorne escapes, will they take their anger out on him?

If we were to ask which of the four Chaos Gods is the weakest at running away, it would definitely be Nurgle. This isn't determined by size, but by power. One of Nurgle's powers is morbid eternity; he dislikes change. Running away is also a form of state change. Don't even think about the fact that the evil god can see the direction of fate.

This ability to peek into fate is useless for gods of the same level who are in good condition. Therefore, the high gods encountered a problem. That is, when no one can see through something from a high dimension, all gods must consider like mortals what they should do, what the other party will do, and what they should do if the other party does it. Of course, the most important thing is how to prevent the other party from making a misjudgment!

Some might ask, what if Nurgle began to stand up and fight alongside Khorne? Well, let's not even talk about Nurgle's unwillingness to take sides and become involved in this battle. Even if he did, Nurgle's avatar would be weaponless! His scythe is with Khorne. Even without considering other things, the Emperor and the Traveler alone would be enough to defeat Nurgle and Khorne. After all, fortune is gradually turning on the side of humanity.

The current situation is that the Eldar Death Gods are in the Ghoul Star Cluster. If Nurgle enters the battlefield, the Eldar Death Gods are likely to return. By then, Khorne and Nurgle still won't be able to defeat each other. In fact, Nurgle had previously calculated the combat strength of both sides and did not think Khorne could win. It was just that Khorne wanted to take advantage of the situation and give it a try!

"Help me, Nurgle! Both Tzeentch and the Emperor are your enemies. I am your friend." Khorne barely managed to fend off the attacks from both sides. It must be said that Khorne was indeed far stronger than Slaanesh. And Nurgle seemed to be hesitating.

"What should I do?!" The Emperor's voice appeared in the traveler's mind.

"Authority is more important than an avatar," the traveler said after a moment's reflection. Why are divine incarnations so powerful? Because fundamentally, these incarnations are essentially divine beings, possessing their own authority, godhood, and power. While these are granted by the original being, they can still be used.

However, everything in this world has two sides. Power is one thing, but it also brings trouble. For example, if the incarnation is killed, authority may be lost and taken by the enemy. This may even allow the enemy god to glimpse a portion of one's authority. This is something that no god would allow, and it could also be the beginning of a god's downfall and decline, as it is tantamount to dividing the concept!

Why was Slaanesh so eager to deal with the Traveler on the first day of the Heresy? The fundamental reason was that he wanted to destroy the Traveler in order to gain some of humanity's travel authority. Of course, Slaanesh's ambition was outstripped by his strength, and he was immediately defeated, even losing his avatar. However, on that occasion, Slaanesh was fortunate: although the Phoenix King was ripped from his belly, his own authority remained intact.

So, relatively speaking, killing a god's incarnation is relatively easy; just winning is enough. However, taking their authority is a bit more complicated, relying on luck. It also depends on the god's ability to control his authority.

But this time the situation is different, because the scythe representing Nurgle's power of death is now a chaotic, ownerless object! First of all, for Nurgle's incarnation at this time, this power is unique. Didn't you see that this time Nurgle's incarnation appeared without a weapon in his hands?

According to the agreement between Nurgle and Khorne, ownership of the item remains Nurgle's, but until the agreement is fulfilled, Khorne has the right to wield the power. In other words, according to the Chaos God's agreement, Nurgle cannot reclaim the item. Now, while Khorne has the right to use it, he doesn't own it. The problem becomes that neither Nurgle nor Khorne has sufficient control over the power. The power is there, and whoever can get it can take it!

"Very well, then you take the scythe, and I will deal with Khorne." The Emperor nodded. He began to intensify his suppression of Khorne. Meanwhile, the Traveler behind Khorne slowly twisted the hilt of his spear, preparing to extract it from Khorne's spine. After all, this was the Eldar's sacred weapon, and it couldn't be lost.

"Ah~~Ah." Khorne felt excruciating pain as the Twilight Spear spun. The Traveler's movements and Khorne's groans also made Nurgle realize what the Traveler was up to! Nurgle began to run quickly towards the scythe. At this time, the Traveler finally pulled out his spear and, likewise, unleashed his power, rushed towards the scythe.

Two figures raced, not in the Warp, nor in the physical universe, but across the river of fate, to seize this masterless authority. Nurgle seemed to have the upper hand, closer to the authority, but the Traveler was faster! The two sides were in very close proximity.

"Infinite variables, infinite possibilities." A sinister laugh suddenly rang out from the Warp. A blurry blue figure appeared before the gods. Then, with a light tap, a powerful force plunged Nurgle into a momentary state of confusion. This kind of confusion wouldn't be fatal even in combat, but alas, in this "race" with the Traveler, the outcome was already decided! The Traveler had taken Nurgle's scythe and the chained tail of Khorne before him!

"Hahaha." Seeing this, the blue figure laughed and left the battlefield.

"Tzeentch! I will fight you to the death!" The incarnation of Nurgle roared, erupting in impotent rage towards the place where the blue figure disappeared. But unfortunately, He had no way to do anything.

When the traveler got the sickle, the incarnation of Nurgle felt as if he was going to lose something forever. Although the original body still had the power of death, this power became incomplete!

"Traveler..." Looking at the Traveler before him, holding the Twilight Spear in one hand and the scythe in the other, the Avatar of Nurgle stamped his foot fiercely, then turned and left. There was no other way. Now the Avatar's authority was gone, and his weapon was gone. In this state, how could he fight the Traveler?

"That's a clean getaway." The Traveler used his divine power to seal the ownerless scythe. Tzeentch's appearance surprised the Traveler, but also brought a certain fear. Tzeentch's strength was multifaceted, not just in terms of his physical strength. Just now, when he appeared, neither the Emperor nor the Traveler sensed it immediately. However, the Emperor and the Traveler had forewarned of Nurgle's appearance.

Tzeentch appeared, but instead of taking the authority, he merely stopped Nurgle, earning the Traveler's respect. This was a sound decision. In his current state, Tzeentch could not possibly take the authority away. The severely injured incarnation of Tzeentch was the weakest of the gods present. He could not defeat the Traveler, nor could he defeat the incarnation of Nurgle, whose authority was incomplete. Furthermore, he could not completely remove the aura from the scythe. This allowed the Traveler and Nurgle to follow the scent and pursue him.

At this point, regardless of the Nurgle clone's abilities, Tzeentch is definitely no match for the Traveler. The end result will not only allow the Traveler to retain power, but will likely also cost Tzeentch his own clone... If Tzeentch appears, allowing the Traveler to take power, he can at least escape unscathed while also giving Nurgle a hard time! This is a guaranteed win!

At this time, on the other side, with the evacuation of the travelers, the incarnation of Khorne finally found a chance to escape. He struggled to break free from the clutches of the equally injured Emperor and withdrew from the battlefield.

"You're truly formidable." Khorne cast a deep, solemn glance at the Traveler. Clearly, he had lost this battle, all his plans in vain. He was gravely wounded. He had even lost Nurgle's scythe. But thinking of the many things this might bring, Khorne felt a faint sense of hope. Perhaps he could gain an ally?

The Traveler came to the Emperor's side, tending to His wounds. Meanwhile, seeing no signs of an attack from the opposing forces, Khorne didn't immediately leave. After all, on the mortal battlefield, the armies of both sides were locked in a tangle. If he simply left, wouldn't the K demons be instantly annihilated? If he fled, the morale of the army would be completely shattered. The Scourge's betrayal was a wake-up call for Khorne: with the gods now at stake, the demons' absolute loyalty was out of the question.

Or rather, demons themselves lack absolute loyalty. Who knows what's going on in their chaotic minds? Carlos still harbors a grudge over Old T throwing him into the well. Old K himself has had his share of traitors. With Slaanesh's top demon defecting, only Nurgle's fundamentals remain stable.

Chapter 436: Guilliman Awakens Now? (9K)

"We've won," the Emperor said with a smug expression as he tended to his wounds. After all, the battle with Khorne had been truly arduous, and Khorne's cunning had exceeded the Emperor's expectations. If it weren't for the Traveler's warning and his prior preparations, the Emperor would have suffered a real loss. Now, while recovering from his injuries, he cast his gaze upon the mortal world. The situation there startled the Emperor. Aboard the Abyssal Terror, a golden giant was pinning Lorgar down and beating him up!

"Holy crap! Guilliman has awakened to the essence of the Warp and decided to absorb the Faith?" The Emperor said, looking at the golden Guilliman with some shock. In fact, the Emperor and the Traveler had similar opinions on Guilliman, believing that Guilliman would not be able to embark on the path of transcendence after this battle. Even though Lorgar easily wiped out a large number of Ultramarines. However, the current situation is that Guilliman has awakened, which means that something has caused Guilliman's mentality to change. The Emperor began to look back in time, wanting to know what happened to Guilliman when he and the Traveler fought against Khorne.

When the Emperor was wounded by Nurgle's scythe, although He suppressed His pain terribly, lest the pain of the god spread to mortals, the connection between the Emperor and His loyal offspring could not be severed, no matter how much He concealed it. The Emperor was wounded, and His pain was immediately sensed by Guilliman, who was closest to the Emperor!

"Father, Father is injured!" Guilliman, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head. He felt the Emperor's pain, a kind of injury that could make even gods feel pain. Guilliman also felt the Emperor's mental and physical pain. The latter's pain was direct and obvious, but at this moment, when Guilliman felt the Emperor's inner world through this special connection, he realized how hard the Emperor was working and how helpless he felt.

Guilliman sensed the Emperor's compassion for human civilization in the face of its peril. He felt the Emperor's hatred and devastation during the war against the xenos, and the Emperor's frustration at having to appear tolerant in the face of those detestable and indecisive humans. Yes, frustration. Didn't the Emperor know that some planetary governors were incompetent? But what could He do? Could He really force every planet to endure the baptism of war? The Emperor had neither the time nor the energy, so He could only compromise with certain insects. But how could He maintain the Imperium by compromising with such insects?

Guilliman also saw the experiences of his other brothers in the Emperor's memories: Jonson's battles with the Dark Angels against horrific xenos whose names he had never heard of, the price Perturabo and Ferrus paid to capture worlds infested by the xenos. They endured immense losses and unspeakable pressures. Compared to their experiences and those of their Legions, Guilliman felt his own life was far too easy.

"Someone has to execute the extermination order, but it's not me." Guilliman sighed in his heart.

Guilliman finally understood: the reason he felt at ease in this world was because his father, the Traveler, and some of his brothers had shouldered all the difficult tasks. He simply didn't realize it, believing they were all his own doing. He had once been dissatisfied with Horus for not participating in the Randan War in order to preserve his strength.

But now, after reviewing some of the Emperor's memories, Guilliman felt that his father had protected him too well, and that some of his loyal brothers had also shouldered too much, things Guilliman couldn't even imagine. For example, the punishment of one of his brothers was handled by Jonson, Perturabo, and Dorn, who had endured battles Guilliman couldn't imagine. Even on the battlefield at Randán, Guilliman's Ultramarines were assigned less dangerous tasks because Ferrus was worried about the Ultramarines' performance at the time...

Guilliman recalled more of the conversation he had had with Ferrus and Jonson. If it weren't about military matters, the two brothers were still very interested in their topics. But once Guilliman decided to talk about the war, he could sense that the two brothers were somewhat distracted.

Guilliman was acutely aware that his brothers had some reservations about his military prowess. Constantly eager to prove his own combat prowess, he felt his brothers were always judging him through the lens of the past. But upon reflection, his performance against a formidable foe had always been lackluster, whether it was at the beginning, when he first faced the Randan xenos, or now, when he faced Lorgar. Handling such a military mission on his own was a complete blunder.

Guilliman thought back, and it seemed he had never single-handedly defeated a being of Randan War Moon proportions. Even the most valuable war medal he treasured, the one awarded by the Emperor himself—the Randan Eradicator Medal—always seemed to have credited someone else. Unlike Jonson and Ferrus, who had truly survived a Randan War Moon alone.

In the Emperor's memory, Guilliman also saw a conversation between the Emperor and the Traveler. It was about himself.

When the Emperor asked the Traveler what he wanted Guilliman to do after the war, the Traveler's answer was simple: anything except fighting. This surprised the Emperor a little, so the Emperor seemed to be looking for trouble and asked the Traveler, even if Guilliman was not good at fighting, he was still better than Corax.

The Traveler's answer to the Emperor was simple: "Corax can run away if he can't win, but Guilliman often doesn't realize he can't win and can't even run. If something goes wrong, we have to rescue him. It's too much trouble. It's better to replace him with someone else!"

Thinking of this, Guilliman looked at himself lying on the ground, then at Lorgar, who looked at him with disdain. He pressed his head hard to the ground. For no other reason than that, the Traveler was really good at judging people. Look, maybe this time he would need the Traveler to help him. Of course, there was also the possibility that he couldn't help. If the Emperor was in trouble, the Traveler would definitely go to save the Emperor first.

Guilliman finally came to a conclusion in his heart. This time, he really could only rely on himself! Guilliman knew that the Traveler was tolerant of him, but he also knew that if the time came to choose between protecting the Emperor or the Primarch, the Traveler would definitely choose the Emperor!

"I have to rely on myself." Guilliman suddenly felt a voice in his heart.

Guilliman wanted to know more about the Emperor's thoughts on him. After all, such opportunities were rare. Because the Emperor was injured, Guilliman was able to know the Emperor's true thoughts about him through the mysterious blood connection. In the past, Guilliman sometimes didn't even know whether the Emperor truly agreed with a certain statement or was just pretending to agree.

Fortunately, Guilliman also saw the Emperor and the Traveler's vision for his governance. The Traveler's assessment of Guilliman was this: while Guilliman could formulate a plan and set of rules and regulations to build a planet or sector, he was not currently qualified to be Chancellor of the Empire. This was due to his poor execution skills. When his control was limited, Guilliman could use his skill and authority to accomplish things. However, when it came to the entire empire, Guilliman's methods became less effective.

It's not that Guilliman doesn't kill. Honestly, having reached the rank of Primarch, to say he's killed countless people is an understatement. This is the 40K universe, after all, and for those who disobey the Imperium, "turn your house into a mine" is commonplace. The problem is, while Guilliman can kill, he sometimes can't solve problems.

In the Emperor's memories, Guilliman also saw an example given by the Traveler. What if the nobles of a planet's hive oppressed the people, and Guilliman could no longer bear it? Guilliman's approach would likely be to send in troops, deal with the ringleaders, and then admonish them. He would then select a few less vile individuals to continue ruling the planet. The newcomers might initially restrain themselves, perhaps due to Guilliman's intimidation or other reasons, but would this fundamentally solve the problem?

Guilliman initially thought it was possible, after all, he had already reasoned with the other party. The reasoning was, if you listen to me, I will give you good results, if you don't listen to me, I will give you a bomb. Then he would choose someone else to solve the problem.

But the Traveler told Guilliman that this problem couldn't be fundamentally resolved. It wasn't that there weren't good people among the nobility; Ultramar's nobility was still of high quality. But the problem was that many of the Imperial worlds were rotten to the core. So how would you deal with that? The Traveler told Guilliman that the solution was to deal with them all!

That's right, we're going to deal with them all! We're not just going to get rid of all the offenders. We're going to fundamentally change the political ecology of this planet. Aren't the nobles on your planet considered human? Well, from now on, there will be no nobles on this planet. This is the world ruled by the Traveler Cult. If you don't agree, then let's fight!

Faced with a world of billions, perhaps millions of nobles, Guilliman might not act so decisively, but the Traveler and the Emperor would! Moreover, the resistance they encountered was even less than the compromise Guilliman had achieved through negotiation and political maneuvering. The fundamental reason was that Guilliman and his Legion were simply not strong enough. But the Emperor and the Traveler were powerful enough, a strength not only reflected in sheer force but also in the absolute blessing of faith!

Guilliman's reputation in Ultramar was unparalleled. But outside of Ultramar, in areas beyond the reach of the Ultramarines, how many regional governors would actually take Guilliman's words seriously? Forget about it: even if Guilliman and his Ultramarines were to go to war and seek support from the Mechanicus' Forge Worlds, they might still refuse.

But the Emperor and the Traveler were different. Without the Chaos Gods, let alone dealing with a Moff, even dealing with a high-ranking Terran official—if the Emperor and the Traveler reached an agreement, and the two Supreme Beings agreed to remove someone during breakfast, that Terran official would resign before lunch, without a single ripple!

After witnessing the past of the Emperor and the Traveler, Guilliman read between the lines of the two Supreme Beings' words: To govern the Imperium of Man, one must play house if possible, but if not, one must be brave enough to overturn the table! The reason the Emperor and the Traveler dared to do so, to reunite humanity in such a short time and become the dominant force in the galaxy, was because the two Supreme Beings mastered the power of overturning the table.

You don't have to use the ability to flip the table, but you can't live without it! And you have to make some people realize that the Emperor and the Traveler sometimes really flip the table!

On this issue, Lorgar's thinking is very similar to the Emperor's, that is, sufficient power is necessary to ensure the unity and efficiency of government orders. However, the Emperor's power comes from his fist and his personality, while Lorgar relies on religion. Although religion has various problems, it can indeed unite people.

So, let's just say it's a joke: Guilliman, as a loyalist, could rule 500 worlds, while Lorgar, as a traitor, established the theoretical basis of the state religion, which made the Emperor the faith of mankind and glued the entire human empire together.

Seeing all this, Guilliman finally understood why the Traveler constantly accused him of being naive. All his success seemed to come from the care of those above him. And the reason he was able to manage Ultramar so well was because it wasn't very large. Managing Ultramar didn't guarantee he could manage the entire Imperium of Man.

"The Emperor is injured." At this moment, Lorgar had no interest in caring about Guilliman. As a descendant of Khorne, he also felt the Emperor's current predicament. He had never imagined that Khorne could injure the Emperor under such circumstances.

But when Khorne used cunning tactics to injure the Emperor, the once clear picture of fate suddenly became chaotic. In a normal battle, Khorne could not defeat the Emperor and the Traveler, and fate would have flowed in favor of the Imperium. But now, after Khorne unexpectedly injured the Emperor, the situation was different. Fate had become chaotic, and the Traveler had not yet come to the Emperor's aid, which meant that, for some reason, the Traveler was also in trouble!

"Holy crap! Khorne can still win in this situation?" Lorgar was quite surprised. He was also shocked by Khorne's outstanding performance. He also sensed the presence of Nurgle from them. From this, Lorgar deduced that Khorne and Nurgle might have formed an alliance. Would Nurgle also arrive soon? In the face of Khorne and Nurgle against the Emperor and the Traveler, could they turn the tables?

Lorgar's mind raced. He saw part of the truth about the War of Gods, but unfortunately, he missed the crucial part. He didn't even know Nurgle had given Khorne his power over death. Even if he entered the battlefield, he would be empty-handed. After all, with Lorgar's stature, how could he understand such matters? However, the seemingly favorable situation on the battlefield for Khorne stirred Lorgar's thoughts. He wanted to get more! Then he looked at Guilliman!

"Guilliman, you remain such a coward. Our father and the Warp have endowed us with extraordinary essences, yet you have consistently ignored them, allowing that noble power to be tarnished." A sneer played on Lorgar's lips. "Since you don't want it, then give it to me!" A magic circle took shape in Lorgar's hands, designed to seize Guilliman's power. It was similar to Fulgrim's seizure of Perturabo's power in the background, only more advanced. After all, when it came to wielding the dark arts of Chaos, who on the Rebellion side could be more proficient than Lorgar?

Of course, are there any loyalists who wield Chaos magic more impressively than Lorgar? Of course there are: the Emperor and the Traveler! After all, Lorgar is only a Primarch, and his Chaos magic is at best akin in form, not spirit. The Emperor, in essence, is a Chaos God. And the Traveler is the mastermind behind the historic act of undermining the Chaos Daemons. Even the Chaos Gods sometimes find these two too extreme. That's a bad thing.

Lorgar still didn't dare kill Guilliman, because even if he did, Lorgar's life would be counted down. Lorgar also saw the current situation. During the Great Heresy, when the Chaos Gods were at their peak, the Gods of Order had been able to beat the Chaos Gods into such a cowardly state. In every battle, the weaker side would defeat the stronger, and they would still win. So once the Imperium of Man recovered, it might be possible to directly march into the Chaos Realm.

Even gods can die. Not to mention the distant past, how many Old Ones and C'tan gods have perished? Closer still, there are the Eldar and the gods of certain lesser races. And this time, after Slaanesh was severely damaged, Lorgar even had a faint sense of Slaanesh's future. Thinking that his master was no longer as powerful, Lorgar still didn't dare to cross the line.

Really, Lorgar swore, he really only wanted to drain Guilliman's power, not kill him. But when the scarlet magic circle began to drain power from Guilliman, Guilliman's state underwent a change beyond the gods' expectations!

Before Lorgar took action, Guilliman himself was still mired in deep regret. He realized that he was nothing more than a clown, pretending to be so powerful all day long, but in reality, he was good at nothing except farming. He was ashamed of his own incompetence and worried about the Emperor's injury. His negative emotions were extremely intense! The mental barrier that was once as solid as the dead zone of exorcism shattered under the heavy pressure.

After all, he'd failed miserably before, his father was injured, and the Imperium of Man was in danger. Why was he still fussing over the nature of the Warp and the power of Faith? Of course, it was all about how to use it, how to use it! Guilliman himself wasn't afraid of death, but he feared his passing would plunge the Imperium of Man into turmoil. Just like in the background, when Guilliman was struck by Fulgrim's sword and was about to pass out, he was still wondering what to do with Russ and the Khan...

When Lorgar began to drain Guilliman's power, the last remaining piece of his mind collapsed! His subconscious quickly chose survival over destruction! Coupled with the backup plan the Emperor and the Traveler had prepared for Guilliman, his ability to comprehend the nature of the Warp and wield the power of faith became incredibly smooth!