Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Chapter 462: Rebellion Division (Part )

The plan went very smoothly, the Primarchs were recovered one by one, and the shortcomings of the Legion were remedied.

Apart from the fact that when Sanguinius returned, people were more shocked by his wings than his stunning face, Curze acted crazy in public, Mortarion strongly condemned the Emperor for stealing heads, and Angron tore apart the Custodes with his bare hands, it can be considered peace.

Under the cover of psychic illusions, the immaturity, paranoia and other bad character traits of the Primarchs were well concealed, and the extraordinary power of the demigods became the benchmark of the empire.

After taking charge of his own legion, the progress of the Great Crusade was significantly improved.

During the voyage, the Primarchs held a small meeting.

Perturabo: "Who wrote the plan to be a twisted child and set off his offspring as fireworks? This is too stupid... How can a man with a heart of steel be disturbed by external things!"

Mortarion: "Oh, I am even more miserable. I am not as skilled as others, and I didn't get the head of (the alien adoptive father). It's because my plan was not careful enough. How can I look down on others?

…You guys should be more respectful in your eyes. You don’t clean yourself for a long time, and you smoke gas. It’s to create a persona. I don’t really like this! ”

Luo Jia: "Come on, who will speak for me? There are two real defenders in my army! We can't kill them...

In comparison, it's acceptable for me to play a religious fanatic."

Amid the complaints, Angron quietly hid in the corner.

When he was nailed into the Butcher's Nail, the expected pain did not appear, but a voice appeared in his mind.

The voice systematically explained to him the situation in which the enemy was strong and we were weak, and also told him what would happen to humanity if we failed.

Angron weeps for the dying of humanity, and dons the mask called attitude, and he will bury himself deep like a butcher's nail, becoming the nail for the great peace of the future.

After launching a rebellion against the slave owners, the rebels had to make a strategic shift because the suppressive forces were too strong.

Just before the arrival of the Emperor's fleet, Angron slashed his former comrades.

Yes, he is the Primarch, and even if he is crazy, he is capable and valuable enough to protect his comrades.

Precisely because he is the Primarch, his comrades would be Chaos's leverage over him. Rather than falling into Chaos' hands, it would be better to use technology similar to the Soul Stone to seal up his comrades' souls.

Angron took on all the sins and challenges himself. He would save every life he could and avoid every innocent life he could.

He was sorry for killing innocent Custodes and for killing the former Supreme Commander of the War Dogs.

But he has no regrets. The deaths of millions or tens of millions of innocent people are heartbreaking, but can he accept the deaths of hundreds of billions or even the entire world?

The primarchs' confessions continued; their heavy workload and distorted performance personalities made them feel stressed, and they needed to vent in order to maintain mental stability.

After Mortarion calmed down, he admired and respected the Emperor even more. The Primarch was only in charge of a legion with hundreds of planets and fleets, and the Emperor was under more pressure.

The Emperor never gets angry or seeks help from a psychiatrist, and he always quietly serves as the pillar of the empire.

"So, which option should we choose?"

Ryan's sudden speech added an extra silence to the already quiet communication room.

"The point is that Guilliman has not been online for a long time, and we are short of manpower and cannot control him."

"What about the two foreign students?"

"I don't know. They went to Mars and never came back. Their legions are divided among the First, Thirteenth, Seventh, and Sixteenth Legions."

"It doesn't matter. In the end, it won't have much to do with them. The key point is who among us will rebel."

"I'm back to the point. The key point is Guilliman. If that guy is loyal, then he has to go to the loyalists. If he is bewitched by Chaos, then there must be a matching Primarch to be incubated by Chaos.

In short, we must ensure that the rebellious Primarch does not have too strong a system-level strength."

Horus made his conclusion.

"Who said there must be a rebellion by the Primarch? Do you really want to play infighting?"

Dorn frowned, he was disgusted by this kind of drama, it was inefficient and a waste of resources.

"Yeah, isn't it good for us to unite together to fight against Chaos? If our faith is strong enough, isn't it difficult not to be corrupted?"

Perturabo, who also supported materialism, echoed this. He had discussed this with Dorn in private for a long time and believed that it was entirely feasible for all the Primarchs to unite under the Emperor.

With twenty-one Primarchs, the Imperium can surely muster an iron fist and crush the enemies of humanity.

The prestigious Horus remained silent, as he could not bear to leave his brother.

"Our real enemy is not the warp, not the use of psychic energy, and even not our true hostility towards the demons.

The real enemy is Chaos, and unfortunately, we are at a disadvantage.

The key problem we face is that as long as people are alive, they cannot live without the sea of ​​souls, and chaos has its home in it.

Running away is impossible. We can migrate one or two galaxies, but it is not realistic for the entire human population to run away.

Hiding is even more impossible. The galactic overlord is not just a title. Facts have proved that without sufficient depth, one will eventually end up in the same situation as the Eldar - being a rat in the ditch.

Fight, you can't win.

So, we have to find a way to fight.”

"Struggle is struggle. How can we fight if we don't fight?"

“What do you think of our current strength compared to Chaos?

I mean, let's say we all hold out, do everything carefully, no Primarch rebels, and the Imperium completes the Great Crusade in an ideal scenario."

"Can't beat it."

"Well, I can't beat him."

"Do you know why I can't win?"

"Tsk, say something serious, don't say such meaningless things."

"It's not without nutrition. The solution lies in it!"

"Well, it's because we don't have enough strength. The other side has four gods, and we only have one... the Emperor."

“That’s what I’m saying, you’ve made a major mistake.

Why can’t we win?

The key is that if we unite together, the other side will not be able to take it down alone, so the other side will also unite together.

What we have to deal with is not a chaos of one chaos after another, nor is it a simple alliance of four gods.

Facing such an alliance, the Emperor has no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.

Yes, the Primarchs can be uncorrupted, but what about mortals? What about the Custodes?

Don't say that the Imperial Guards cannot be corrupted, it's just that the cost is different. Moreover, sometimes corruption is not necessary, and it is enough to control what the Imperial Guards do.

If we don't make Chaos' affairs public, then we will have to take responsibility for what the Imperial Guards did.

Public... Haha, I don't need to tell you, everyone knows the consequences. "

Fenus understood, “So, the Primarch needs a rebellion.

The point is not about fate, but to divide the other side and dissolve the unbreakable alliance in an instant.

The Empire cannot defeat the four gods joining forces, but it can fight against the four gods fighting among themselves and join the Great Game as the fifth... evil god, which can ensure its continuation. "

“It just makes mortals suffer.”

"Either you live a life worse than death, or you continue to be tortured repeatedly after death, unable to die.

There are two roads, and you have to choose one. "