Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 699 147 Obtained by Chewing

Chapter 699 147. Obtaining by chewing

Macragge's Glory

Robert Guilliman was sitting at his desk, rubbing his brow.

Tiny fragments of psychic energy sprinkled like starlight on his armor and crown, and on his thin and calm face, where the fire of reason was quietly burning.

Guilliman was thinking about something.

The Primarch obviously hesitated for a moment, and finally he chose to act. Guilliman stood up and walked towards the Nirvana screen behind the study. On the Glory of Macragge, the Primarch specially installed the fulcrum hub of Nirvana.

Guilliman placed his hand on the screen and took a deep breath, letting the psychic energy pass through.

A golden light suddenly burst out on the screen. After a moment of surprise, Guilliman immediately retreated, staring at the phantom that walked out of the display screen.

Guilliman paused for a moment, then saluted.

【Good day, Lord of mankind. 】

+Good day, my son, what is the matter? +
A voice came from the humanoid figure composed purely of golden light. The current Lord of Mankind was on Terra, and the speed of information transmission in the physical world could never reach such a speed - but psychic energy could.

There are thirteen pathways in the Nirvana system that are built purely by the psychic energy of the Lord of Mankind, illuminating the empire with the light of the Star Torch.

Hades probably doesn't know about this yet.

[Excuse me, where is Leon Jonson? ]

Guilliman stood up and asked. In terms of momentum, he was no longer as submissive as before. In fact, as a monarch, Robert Guilliman might be more qualified.

Comoros was still crumbling, and Guilliman had expected to find the lion among the ruins, but the lion did not appear.

As of now, the First Legion is still searching for the trace of Lion in the Comoros webway. Guilliman met with Luther in his busy schedule, and the old knight looked even older.

Luther asked the Primarchs to help him find the Lion, and Corax haunted the crumbling ruins of Commorragh, hoping to gain something - but nothing.

It was impossible to refuse the plea of an adoptive father, an old knight.

Therefore, in the ward of the Endurance, Guilliman questioned Mortarion again. The Death God's answer was ambiguous, but he insisted that the Emperor was definitely involved in this matter.

+Does this have anything to do with your next plans, my son? +
The Lord of Mankind slowly posed the question to Guilliman and began to pace around Guilliman's study.
【I am just worried about my brother.】

Guilliman felt his veins begin to beat.

[I have made a mistake here, and I don't want to see the tragedy happen again. If I can help Leon, then I think I am willing to include Leon's mission in my plan.]

Perfect answer.

The Emperor stopped pacing.

+Your mission now is to build the Empire, Guilliman.+
【My mission has always been to build an empire.】

Guilliman said calmly that he had thought so a thousand years ago, so Guilliman, ignoring the state of his brothers, witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes. The angels fell due to the backlash of psychic energy, and the brothers wielded swords again.

[But I need to confirm Leon's condition now so that I can arrange the next plan, father. ]

Guilliman thought that Neos would continue to say some irrelevant words, so he took a step forward.
Guilliman would never have been so rebellious before, but ten thousand years of thinking and practice, as well as Mortarion's precedent, gradually made Guilliman realize.

The Lord of Mankind is far from being as perfect as they imagine.

[Thousands of years ago,]

Guilliman said calmly, feeling like he was tearing open his own wounds. Just now in the Death's ward, he wanted to speak many times, but was interrupted carelessly by Mortarion again and again.

Mortarion did not want to listen to his brother's rambling, and the Pale Lord suggested that Guilliman tell it to Hades - this way at least the King of Hell would know what happened a thousand years ago.

You didn't remind us either.

Guilliman watched as the human figure in front of him suddenly froze, and then the flames burned even more fiercely. The Lord of Mankind was staring at Guilliman.

Guilliman felt his breath hitch.

+It's not just Sanguinius who is suffering from the backlash of psychic energy. Do you understand, Roboute Guilliman? +
Fine beads of sweat slid down his forehead. It was not just Sanguinius. Guilliman gritted his teeth, and finally the Emperor acknowledged it.

Sanguinius, Malcador, and the beings who diverted the Emperor's psionic energy all fell into madness.

That's why... Guilliman thought about why Mortarion wanted to establish a new religion.

[I see. Thank you for your answer. What can I do for you, Lord of Humanity?]

+Build an empire.+
【…】

Guilliman took a deep breath.

[Is Leon's disappearance related to you? Is he doing well now? 】

+Yes and no, good and bad. +
Neos said casually, he realized why Guilliman asked this, the fall of Sanguinius a thousand years ago left the Primarch with a mental illness, now he was worried that history would repeat itself.

+Leon will return to Caliban.+
The Lord of Mankind said, laughing complacently,
+Robert, where do you think the cycle of Slaanesh ends? +
[The fall of the Eldar Empire and the fall of Comoros are the beginning and the end. ]

+Yes and no. +
Neos said calmly that Slaanesh was now trapped within the time frame between the beginning and the end, and he would never receive any news outside of this period of time.

Now they have killed all possibilities at the end, and there is only one ending: destruction.

+The Lion is going to participate in the God-killing. Don't worry, Guilliman. We will see him after everything is over. +
+Anything else? Or is calling me. +
The golden figure turned its head, as if looking at someone who did not exist.

[Father, do you have any suggestions for our upcoming trip to Baal? ]

Guilliman has already sent a team to contact the World Eaters, as well as the angel bloodlines mixed in with the World Eaters within the World Eaters. After cleaning up the battlefield in Comoros, they set sail immediately.

+No suggestions.+
The Lord of Mankind waved his hand, and the light began to dim.
+And, the position of Imperial Regent is always reserved for you, or any other position, as long as you want, Guilliman - you can take the position at any time. +
The light dissipated, and the study suddenly became much darker. Guilliman stood there, taking deep breaths again and again.

Regent?
No, no, no, no matter who comes, Guilliman doesn't want to do it anymore.

This is a painful and hopeless position.

He smiled bitterly. Ten thousand years later, was his father still unwilling to have a deep conversation with him? Or was he determined to place him in this position?
Guilliman felt a little regretful, but he didn't think much about it anymore. He had also smoothed out his edges and no longer needed to worry too much about certain things.

………………

【sin……】

Konrad Curze squatted on the side of the webway, staring into the distance with his dark and pale eyes.

There, the city fell along with the world.

Huge irregular blocks of light were suspended in the middle, and were slowly sucked into the subspace as the pressure increased in the gap between reality and the subspace.

[The great city of sin, the filthy city of sin... Hengri and Black Star worked together to wash away your sins. Now you are broken, overturned on the edge of reality and dreams, under the corpse of a god... How wonderful.]

Beside him, Guilliman glanced at Konrad awkwardly, while Mortarion, who was holding a scythe, sneered, with some of the bandages still on his body.

Koz continued to hum, and no one paid any attention to him.

Two dark shadows were running towards them from Comoros, one in front and one behind.

Corax came back first, the raven folded its wings and stood right next to Curze, staring at Luther standing behind Guilliman with his completely black eyes.

Corax shook his head.

【still none.】

Guilliman heard Luther's deep breath. Although Guilliman explained the Lord of Mankind's answer to Luther, seeing Luther's absent-minded expression, Corax volunteered to search again before the final destruction of Commorros.

Still nothing.

While Corax was comforting Luther, another dark shadow fell heavily to the ground.

"All right."

Hades said that the Styx disappeared under his feet.
"I checked around and left behind Domination and Greed; Gluttony, Lust, Sloth and Vanity were all shattered."

After Slaanesh died, the highly active psychic energies were directly captured by the Primarch or escaped into the Warp. The remaining heavier and more original concepts still remained here, slowly waiting to be decomposed by the Warp.

This was the first time that humans faced the death of a god, and no one had any experience. After the war, Hades immediately sent Mortarion back to the medical room, while Guilliman commanded the army and the Mechanicus to retreat. Hades also took back the Burner and the Void Dragon that he had released. Before being taken in, the Void Dragon screamed and cursed Hades to die a bad death.

After Hades left Commorragh for the first time, the physical world anchored by the Star God immediately began to collapse, spiritual energy poured in in large quantities, and the corpses of the gods were washed onto Commorragh.

What is puzzling is that the conceptual fragments of Slaanesh do not come from the current warp, but from other times, anchored by the death of the gods here, and then dissipated again in the warp with the disappearance of death.

After a brief discussion, the decision makers believed that the corpses of Slaanesh could not be allowed to flow into the Warp and breed new demons or demigods.

The authority that was currently unusable was shattered by Hades, and the concepts formed in the subspace were shattered and turned into turbulence again.

Waiting for a thousand years to refine them again from the turbulence of the warp.

Even if they are shattered, these turbulences still have power. In order to prevent the subspace here from falling into chaos, the Empire will use a large amount of black stone to temporarily store some of the psychic energy and release or use them later.

It cannot be stored directly in pure state, otherwise there is a high probability that demons will grow directly on the Black Stone storage device.

The authority and concepts left behind...

Everyone looked at Robert Guilliman.

Hades spoke,
"The part about Domination and Greed is already very small - I guess it's because the Emperor holds it, but it's just less than other powers. Do what you can, Guilliman."

Guilliman nodded.
[I thought the Emperor had taken away all the Domination and Greed, but I didn't expect there would be some left... not from this time? ]

"It is most likely so. The authority of Slaanesh was also deposited in Comoros."

Guilliman paused for a moment.
Can you separate these powers again?

Hades shook his head and scratched his head.

"I can only devour those parts that are obviously malicious, or those that have recently merged and can still be separated; these lowest-level concepts have merged into one -

You can imagine it as liquids of different densities. When I first pour them in, I can try to separate them, but over time, they completely merge into one, and there is no way to separate them. The only solution is to swallow them all up."

This is different from the Warp turbulence. Many concepts in the Warp turbulence are fragmented and conflicting, while the concepts in the Slaanesh corpse are pure, massive, and mutually supportive.

Just now, when Hades shattered the authority, it was more like throwing in raw materials of different materials. The grinder broke them all into pieces with a loud bang, and mixed them together with other messy impurities flowing out of the subspace.

Guilliman nodded. It seemed that Hades had done his best.

Hades spread his hands,
"What are you going to do next?"

Guilliman thought back to the moment he had taken over from the Emperor, the moment he had triumphed over the Emperor, the moment the Emperor had failed - which meant his surrender.

The concept of Overmind automatically attaches itself to Guilliman.

But... now there are only fragments without subjective consciousness here. Guilliman raised his eyes, and the flash was reflected in his eyes.

According to the Sixth Edition of the Psionics Laws previously written by Robert Guilliman, he should now actively summon these powers through appropriate rituals.

A coronation ceremony? Guilliman felt a chill run down his spine.

He suddenly remembered what the Lord of Mankind had said before and realized that he had fallen into the trap again.

No, no no no…there must be other ways.

Just ask Mortarion, who has an astonishing reserve of psychic knowledge.

[Mortarion, how did you tear off the authority from Chaos? ]

Mortarion stared at Guilliman calmly. The God of Death supported his scythe with one hand and stretched the other hand to the gas mask, making a gesture of eating towards his mouth.

【Take Nurgling.】

Mortarion said.

? ! ! !
That short sentence caused a huge wave of shock. Corax stared at Mortarion in shock and took a step back without leaving a trace; Curze tried to squeeze himself into Corax's darkness; Guilliman turned pale, and thinking of the appearance of Nurgling, the coronation ceremony and the option of regent seemed to become more familiar and approachable.

Hades coughed violently and looked back at Mortarion in disbelief.

"N... Nurgling?"

No, buddy?!
【Nurgling.】

Mortarion's eyes were dead.
[Have you never consumed Nurgle's psychic energy, Revenant? ]

Hades opened his mouth palely and in vain, and announced that the number one ruthless person in his heart had changed from Neos to Mortarion.

"At least I didn't eat it with my mouth..."

This is Hades' last stubbornness.

Mortarion sneered and said nothing.

Seeing that Mortarion didn't speak, Hades subconsciously asked again,
"……How is the taste?"

Mortarion seemed to be in a better mood.

【Stronger than Slaanesh.】

? ? ! !
With just a few words, the waves were raised again. Corax disappeared into the darkness; Curze's action failed and he was trying to get away from Mortarion as quickly as possible; Guilliman almost looked like he had faded and was out of his mind.

Because Guilliman remembered that the power he was about to absorb came from Slaanesh.

He immediately decided to go back and continue to serve as regent of the empire.

Mortarion saw Hades's eyes become firm.

"I think you're right,"

Hades said that although eating raw Nurglings was shocking, Mortarion's words were correct, objective, and in line with the truth.

"Nurgle is indeed stronger than Slaanesh."

They both nodded at the same time, reaching an agreement.

Why is there a consensus in a place like this?
Guilliman realized that he had thought of a more ominous possibility, so he interrupted his thoughts and turned to consider how to arrange the coronation ceremony.

Guilliman believed that his consciousness was firm and he could sacrifice everything for the Empire and humanity, but he could not eat a piece of Slaanesh corpse in reality. No, absolutely not.

Robert calmed down and smiled officially.

[Thanks for the suggestion, Mortarion, but I think I'll try to capture the concept with a ritual.]

Mortarion looked at Guilliman suspiciously.

[The ritual may lose some concepts. The most direct and efficient method is to eat, Guilliman.]

Hades also turned around and tried to comfort Guilliman. Since Mortarion said so, then the concept capture should be this process.

He knew where Guilliman's resistance was, so Hades said considerately,

"The power of the gods nowadays has become abstract - their previous forms were just mimicry, and their essence is still psychic energy."

Guilliman's smile remained unwavering.

I recalled the conversation between me and the Lord of Mankind.

Guilliman smiled politely.

[He reminded me to use the coronation ceremony to complete the concept capture, but I just neglected it.]

"what?"