Emperor's Bane

Chapter 678 I Want to Become an Immortal! (2/2)

Morgan didn't smile.

[So, you suspect that we, the Primarchs, also have technology similar to that of the Demon Engine? ]

[The Emperor first used physics to create our torsos, and then captured soul-like objects from the subspace, embedded them in them, and created us? ]

"There are still loopholes, aren't there?"

Perturabo showed the exposed muscles on his arms, which showed obvious signs of multiple surgeries, and the same was true on the rest of his exposed skin.

"I have examined every inch of my body. Although our internal structure cannot be explained by real biology, we are indeed mortals. We are just particularly strong and can withstand artillery shells and various injuries. However, there is no excessive amount of metal elements in our bodies. This is difficult to explain because it is impossible for a simple mortal body to display such a strong defensive power."

"Even our shell itself cannot be explained by simple physical laws."

The Primarch's gaze grew serious.

"So, it's better to say."

"How much of us is taken from the real universe?"

"Compared to us, the Daemon Engine is as pure as Guilliman."

He shook his head and glanced at the position that belonged exclusively to the emperor.

"So, after spending countless hours and gaining new knowledge, I became increasingly confused and frustrated. I thought I knew everything about the world, but in the end, I didn't even know the structure of my own body or how I came to be. After repeating the research many times, there was only one thing I could confirm and be sure of."

【What is it? 】

"We are the Emperor's creations."

These words were resolute and firmer than the soul of an iron warrior.

"That is certainly beyond doubt."

In the blink of an eye, the tone as hard as steel turned into a soft sigh.

“This is the only thing that is beyond doubt.”

He licked his lips, still looking somewhat unwilling.

"After realizing this, I started thinking about another question."

"Think about it, Morgan. Even people like you and I cannot deconstruct even the slightest secret about ourselves. Then how great and wise must the Emperor be to bring us into this world single-handedly."

【yes……】

For a moment, Morgan almost thought that Perturabo was going to follow Lorgar's old path, but in her worried eyes, she found that the Lord of Steel did not exude even a trace of faith. His eyes looking in the direction of the Emperor were full of admiration, that was the admiration of those who were in the same field and stood at the forefront of the field.

Fortunately, it’s not faith.

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief: Luo Jia alone was already enough of a headache.

and many more……

Worship also seems dangerous.

Memories of the dead began to attack her.

That kind of thing...don't do it!

"Although I have had great respect for the Emperor since the first time I saw him, I have only just realized that my respect is nothing but contempt to him."

The Lord of Steel smiled: he didn't notice that Morgan's face changed behind him.

"Before this, I had no idea how incredible the great achievements created by the Emperor were. Every second that we, the Primarchs, exist and breathe is a miracle that cannot be achieved by all knowledge: Lorgar was wrong. The Emperor is not a god, but he did perform miracles, but he is still not a god."

"He is greater than God: for he does what God has not done."

"God's great deeds exist only in legends."

"And his great cause: is you and me."

Perturabo turned around, his eyes more serious than ever.

"Well, conversely..."

The Lord of Steel stretched out a hand in Morgan's direction, his palm facing up, the rough texture clearly visible: The Spider Queen held her breath nervously, for she knew that the Lord of Steel's next sentence was of utmost importance. After spending a long time and energy elaborating on his previous change of mind, Perturabo was finally going to speak the core motivation that made him eager to ascend to the divine realm.

It must have been a thought, or some instinctive impulse, manifesting itself in the form of character or emotion: Morgan could probably guess, but she hoped for better.

For example...

Courage? Curiosity? Or simply a desire to be inspired?

and many more……

It seems...not very reliable.

The Spider Queen tilted her head.

And the Primarch's voice has resounded.

"Think about it, sister."

"We were created by such a great man with all his heart and soul. We are so powerful and intelligent that he can call himself his father and regard all these creations as his own children. How perfect and pure we must be: he is willing to call us his sons before he even witnesses the great deeds we have accomplished."

"what does that mean?"

"This means that he admitted from the beginning that we are of the same class as him, that we can do what he can do, and that what we lack is long experience and lessons from failure: Doesn't this just prove that we were born to create a great era?"

"We were born just like him, to become or even surpass the gods that people in the classical era once bowed down to and worshipped. We were born to create achievements equal to those of the gods in legends with our mortal appearance. Isn't this what our talents and abilities are supposed to do?"

"Isn't that what I'm going to do?"

"Like the Emperor, set your sights on truly great causes."

"Devote yourself to the Great Crusade, devote yourself to the genetic experiments that created us, devote yourself to the fate and development of the entire galaxy, not to an isolated alien stronghold, not to hundreds of thousands of elite warriors who are on par with mortals, not to a world that shouts and conscripts."

"I spend my energy on them, and they involve my thoughts and ideas..."

"waste!"

He sighed and groaned.

"What a shame it took me so long to realize something so simple."

Perturabo shook his head and sighed. He couldn't see Morgan's thoughts, and he couldn't see Morgan's eyes widening: at this moment, the Spider Queen even forgot to hide her expression, because her heart was also unpredictable.

This……

Is this getting better or worse?

It feels the same as before.

But it’s a little... different?
【so……】

In confusion, Morgan considered his tone.

[What are you going to do? 】

"Isn't this simple?"

Perturabo smiled.

"Now that the situation is clear, I must of course do what I promised you, think like the Emperor, and act like the Emperor: You know what will happen after the Emperor hands Horus the crown of the Warmaster, Morgan."

【certainly. 】

The Spider Queen nodded.

[What? Do you have any additional ideas for your fiefdom, brother? ]

"Isn't this a good opportunity?"

The Lord of Steel's eye sockets became brighter.

"The Galaxy belongs to the Emperor. He treats the entire Galaxy and the Empire like a sandbox in the strategy room. He commands the fate of countless worlds with a single move of his hand, and carries out his god-like will."

"We are not able to do all of this yet. Even if we have the ability and talent, we should not control the entire galaxy. The Emperor will not trust us with it, but he can entrust us with a piece of the universe: these fiefdoms that we are about to get."

The fist was clenched.

"This is a good opportunity. This is a good opportunity for us to start our great cause. We will control our land like the Emperor controls the Milky Way, and rule them like gods. We will use our talents from the most macro perspective, from our warriors to our subjects, from their life and death, honor and disgrace to their joys and sorrows. Let the invisible fate become visible ink in our palms, and write the future of millions of worlds."

"Like the Emperor."

"With mortal flesh, I can create miracles."

He is soft-spoken and he is ambitious.

"Believe me, Morgan, this is the purpose of the Emperor's creation of us. He will not remind us on purpose. How can a guy who is instructed by others become a god? Only by embarking on this difficult road by yourself can you get the greatest reward at the end of the road: I hope you can understand what I mean."

"Hmm? My sister? How?"

【return……】

Morgan opened his mouth.

【Well enough. 】

She thought quickly: Fortunately, Perturabo is so patient now.

After a moment, the Spider Queen remembered the thing she cared about most.

[So, brother, now you care about the things you cared about before...]

"For example?"

[Well, for example, Olympia and Iron Warriors...]

"You mean them?"

The primarch smiled.

"I don't care, Morgan." [What?]

"I don't care."

He opened his palms.

"Do you think the Emperor would devote all his energy to one sector? Even if it is the most important sector in the entire galaxy?"

【…】

"me too."

"The Iron Warriors are still my legion, they are still my less capable sons and warriors, this will not change, but that's all. In the past, I made the mistake of focusing all my energy on them, focusing on those sad battles and victories, and missed more areas that should be paid attention to. This is a mistake, and I will not make it again."

Morgan nodded.

[So, this is why you use robots to command the Fourth Legion? ]

"I'm always here, but I don't want to waste any more time on the bridge."

【why? 】

"Isn't this simple?"

The Primarch waved his hand dismissively.

"Do you know why I prefer to call myself Jupiter instead of Zeus?"

【do not know. 】

"Think about it, Morgan. If someone mentions Zeus to you, what is the first thing that comes to your mind?"

【Stories about Zeus? 】

"And Jupiter?"

【One of the main gods of Rome. 】

"What about the story?"

【Um……】

"look."

The Lord of Steel smiled.

"No, there is no story."

"We all know that Zeus and Jupiter are actually the same person, and they are different manifestations of the same mythological system in different civilizations. But whenever people mention Zeus, they often think of those ridiculous and tragic stories. But when people mention Jupiter, who is obviously the same person, he leaves people with such a vague, pure and powerful feeling."

There was a gleam of envy in the eyes of the Lord of Steel.

"That's right. No matter how great Zeus's abilities and achievements are, when he is mixed with too many stories that contain mortal emotions, people's awe of him will fade, and will be replaced by these mixed impressions."

"I don't want any of this."

"I want Jupiter."

"A simple, feared God."

[But I think this is just due to rumors and stereotypes...]

"It's not important, Morgan."

Perturabo shook his head.

“They don’t care about the truth.”

“I don’t care what they think.”

"All I need is for my will to be carried out on their bodies."

"Is there anything better than a bunch of cold machines that can meet this requirement?"

He smiled smugly.

"I use this method to ensure that my will can be transmitted to the center of the legion. I don't need to waste my precious energy on the details of the battlefield. The time I spend commanding the capture of a fortress is enough for me to plan the development strategy for a world for decades to come. The ruthless machine will ensure that my will is implemented. My plan is still the most perfect. As long as they execute it well, everything will go smoothly."

Perturabo said as a matter of course.

"So, yes, Morgan: I don't pay as much attention to the Iron Warriors as I used to."

【ah……】

No wonder their death rate has dropped exponentially over the years.

It is said that even the atmosphere of the entire Fourth Legion has improved a lot.

Morgan's pupils rolled.

[So: What about Don? ]

[Don... you don't care anymore? ]

"..."

Very rarely, Perturabo froze for a moment: this was the first time since he and Morgan began their conversation.

"Don... cough..."

He coughed and felt a little embarrassed.

"Of course Dorn doesn't count. He is our brother, of the same class as me, and worthy of my devoting my abilities and thoughts to."

"You... ahem... why are you asking this?"

【Ah, nothing.】

The Spider Queen put away the suspicious smile on her face in due time. Just as Perturabo was hesitating about the question she asked about [Dorn], Morgan's brain was working more efficiently than ever before, analyzing the matter and whether she could get some benefit from it.

Don’t say: It’s true!

[I was just thinking...]

The Primarch blinked, trying hard to suppress the joy in his pupils.

[If we only rely on robots and a few capable men, can the Iron Warriors really maintain effective operation? There is no doubt about your importance to them, brother.]

“This… is a problem.”

The Lord of Steel raised his chin.

"What? Do you have any good ideas?"

Perturabo didn't even think twice about it.

【I do have one.】

Morgan smiled, her smile so pure and harmless.

[Brother Perturabo, I don't know if you remember, but one of your most capable warsmiths is here with me right now.]

"You mean..."

[That’s right, Dantioch.]

Morgan's pupils sparkled.

[I have been following him and witnessed his ability and progress. Over the years, he has recruited several capable warriors in Avalon.]

[I think, as long as you are willing to write a letter to these descendants. ]

[These Iron Warriors from Avalon will be happy to help you temporarily manage the entire Fourth Legion. ]

"Dantioch."

Perturabo stroked his chin, thinking seriously about the decision.

"I remember the last time I saw him..."

【right! 】

This sentence reminded Morgan.

[When you last saw him, did Dantioch bring a few Avalonian Iron Warriors with him? ]

"Yes."

The Lord of Steel smiled.

“They’re pretty good.”

"I remember that Dantioch entrusted them to Fricks, and the most outstanding ones are now serving as Fricks' assistants. He thinks highly of them. Without them, it would be difficult for him to lead the legion for me. Some logistics and personnel changes depend on them."

【That couldn’t be better. 】

Morgan bit his lower lip, reminding himself not to smile too obviously.

[Perhaps we should find time to talk to Dantioch again and ask him to see if he has trained any new talents of similar quality, so that he can bring them back to the Fourth Legion to share the huge gap you left behind: the progress of the Iron Warriors has indeed been a bit slow in recent years.]

"Yes, that's normal."

The Lord of Steel nodded.

So, the old will guide the new?

"Together we create a great cause?"

Morgan was silent for a moment.

[That’s right: create a great cause together. ]

(End of this chapter)