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Chapter 849 [291.] This is the Emperor
Another fate line

【now】

In the eternally glorious solar system, a faint blue glow shrouds the stars, providing faith and strength to all believers.

The farthest and dimmest planet from the sun is moving quietly, turning the sunlight into a faint dark blue. The star with the most unusual trajectory is sliding along, looking ordinary to the naked eye.

But if you open the warp perspective, you will see the huge and abnormal warp light covering this planet, countless magic arrays unfolding on it, the waves of the warp washing over this planet, billions of whispers leaping from this planet to the deeper starry sky of the Chaos Empire.

This is Pluto.

The second gateway to the solar system, the Csunik Star Gate on it has created a second stable channel between the solar system and the outside world. The Star Language Court is also stationed on it, continuously transmitting information to the outside world.

The blue terror screamed and ran hurriedly on the magic circle of the astropaths, but suddenly stopped abruptly, blinked, and turned its head to stare at the flash of gold on the magic circle - the colors of the magic circle in the past would always be the four basic colors, not gold.

The fear demon didn't know what was about to happen. It just stared at the position on the altar just now, but those intricate lines now returned to bright blue, as if nothing had happened.

The demon of Tzeentch blinked, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and ran away in a hurry again.

But the next moment it left, the golden thread flashed by again.

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"Lupercal."

The Emperor blinked, spread his arms, and the moment the two Primarchs saw him, his expressionless face turned into a smile, as if welcoming the two Primarchs who were walking towards him. His own Horus smiled warmly at him, while the other Horus visibly flinched for a moment.

It was like seeing a potato speak.

The armor of the two primarchs was not neat, and the smell of gunpowder and blood clung to their armor and furs. It was not easy to escape from the pursuit of [Fenus], even if they got help from wolves and eagles.

"Welcome - I think you all have thoroughly understood the true purpose of this trip."

The Wolf Shepherd God pulled the obviously resisting Nameless One [Horus] to sit next to the Lord of Mankind. The Nameless One almost jumped up and screamed. He had obviously never seen such a... such a human-like Emperor.

He saw a more approachable man, someone who seemed capable of a smile, someone who didn't look like he would use his reiatsu to bring his children to their knees in the next moment.

My Lord, this is terrifying.

"I am pleased with your achievements, my son, but now is not the time for a celebration. Time is running out, and I need to talk to you about the next arrangements."

Horus nodded.

「This is what I should do. Actually, I didn’t contribute much──」

The Emperor raised his hand, interrupting Horus's modesty. After being interrupted, the Wolf God seemed to realize that his words were inappropriate, so he remained silent. The Emperor gave him an approving look, and then turned his gaze to the Nameless One [Horus].

Seeing an emperor with a gentle smile and an even calmer temperament looking at him, the Nameless One almost screamed. He tried his best to stop himself from trembling. It was like seeing an unlucky Angron, totally impossible.

"I can see that you are shocked - I understand you very well, Horus Lupercal. I know the evil deeds of another me, or rather, that is not me, but a me that is contaminated by the Warp. Any soul that is deeply bound to the Warp will become corrupted or insane. When you gain power from the High Heaven, it will give you madness."

"And the other me..."

The light in the emperor's eyes was obscure and difficult to discern, a kind of cruel light that was familiar to the Nameless One flashed across the emperor's eyes, but the next moment, the man in front of him returned to the image of an easy-going middle-aged man.

"I think he has been completely corrupted - some name has been proposed that has completely changed the warp and corrupted him."

The Nameless One [Horus] swallowed his saliva, looked at the Lord of Mankind, and asked a puzzled question:
[Excuse me... Lord of Humanity who has won my temporary respect, according to what you said, if becoming the king of mankind will lead to their being contaminated by the warp... then why are you okay?]
[Horus] did not cite the example of [Guilliman] because he believed that [Guilliman] had gone mad, or that No. 13 was not normal from the beginning, but they did not see it. The life on Macragge in the future made that madman wear a human skin.

The Emperor winked mischievously.
"Because I resigned early, and am no longer the Lord of Mankind."

That is not the truth. The truth is that the fallen Archangel Sanguinius, the Primarch who inherited half of the darkness from the Lord of Mankind, was imprisoned on Baal until Hades resurrected and personally devoured his evil.

Horus, who was listening on the side, quietly clenched his fists, but then unclenched them again, not knowing how to react. The Emperor would always remind you from time to time what kind of person he actually was.

[Is this the biggest difference between you?]
"Actually,"

The Lord of Mankind raised his hand,

"I think my other self would definitely make a similar decision - to leave. However, the success of this matter is not determined by the past and the present, but by the future. In the future, he has already half fallen into the Dark Lord, so his decision to resign is doomed to fail."

[So you mean that what happened will definitely happen because it will happen in the future, so no matter how the past and present are chosen and changed, it will eventually happen?]
The Nameless One [Horus] looked strange, but the Emperor nodded calmly.

"This is the fate determined by the Warp... Once proven, it is forever proven. Once exists, it exists forever. The Warp does not have the concept of time. Therefore, when something happens in the physical world, its projection in the Warp has already existed in the past and future."

The existence of the Black King directly affects the character and decision-making of the other [Emperor].

The Emperor thought calmly that he had actually already had some guesses - about the existence of the Dark Lord, how did Tzeentch drive his other self mad? The Lord of Change did not know the key name that made the Emperor ascend to the Dark Lord.

Otherwise, Tzeentch would have hired a choir to sing hymns in his name every day under the window of the Emperor's chamber.

And the only person who truly knows most of the secrets of the galaxy is probably the uninvited visitor from Barbarus.

Having him change fate and let it slip is more in line with Tzeentch's mentality of having fun - after all, in the warp, names really have magic.

The Emperor thought that this inference did not stir much ripples in his heart. In his destiny, Hades was also saved by him and Tzeentch together, but fate began to turn to his side. If Tzeentch had set up a trap for Hades from the beginning, then fate would indeed have turned directly.

The Nameless One [Horus] was silent, he fell into deep thought, now he seemed to understand the attitude of the former vampire [Sanguinius] -

Perhaps the vampires have glimpsed something about the future of the subspace, which is why they always maintain a negative attitude.

The Nameless One took a deep breath, and finally, he looked straight into the Emperor's eyes, but he only saw a gentle smile of encouragement from him - was he looking at his other self with this gaze? The Nameless One perhaps understood why his other self admired such a king so much.

If it were him, if it was the Emperor in his prime, with such encouragement and expectation in his eyes, the Nameless One [Horus] would probably also voluntarily offer his loyalty, and perhaps his loyalty to the Emperor would far exceed his feelings for any other human or legion.

A golden Lord of Mankind smiling gently at the Primarch...

The Nameless Man felt himself in a trance for a moment, then he blinked and pulled himself out of that inexplicable feeling - he felt strange, because normally the Nameless Man would never have such thoughts, but when facing the Lord of Humanity, the idea of ​​loyalty came to his mind involuntarily, like the underlying code written in a program, just like humans would shed tears when they first looked at the sun.

Once upon a time, perhaps when he was still young, during his studies on Terra, Horus might have had such thoughts about the Emperor, but during his subsequent studies on Terra, the Emperor, through his own efforts, forcibly washed away these thoughts for the Nameless One. The Nameless One forcibly stopped his thoughts. He now only had one thought, to enter Terra and cut off the head of Robert - the cold-blooded king had already pointed his knife and sword at him, so Horus did not need to endure it. He knew Guilliman's character very well. If he did not resist, then death was inevitable.

For Horus, this was originally a dead end, but now the appearance of the Emperor with another destiny line gave him a glimmer of hope.

The Nameless One [Horus] took another deep breath and looked away, trying not to look at the man whose eyes seemed to be glowing (perhaps the Emperor was actually physically glowing at this moment).

He raised a hand to indicate,

[I see……]
Horus said slowly,

[I think you don't have to treat me like this. This battle concerns the survival and dignity of me and the legion - it even means more than that. I will do my best.]
"I can see that. I am pleased with your determination and choice, Lupekar."

The Emperor spoke calmly, but the Nameless One felt goosebumps all over his body. An Emperor who was praising him - now Horus would rather see an abstinent Angron, or be knocked unconscious by Angron and dragged to Slaanesh's bed.

This is much more terrifying than an Emperor who is just calling him a waste.

Horus raised his hand and then lowered it with a slight tremor.

[So what's the plan?]
He frowned and asked seriously,

[The entire subspace channel in and out of the solar system is under strict guard, and the two stable ports of Uranus and Neptune are heavily guarded by Guilliman - do you really have a way...?]
The emperor nodded calmly.
"I have my own way,"

He says,

"The army will enter the solar system from Pluto's star gate, but after that - before standing on the land of Terra with both feet, I will not be able to help you, because I will use all my current psychic power to accomplish this."

"And after arriving at Terra—"

The Emperor looked at the two Horus without blinking.

"Russ, I, and the Khan will hold back Guilliman and his army. I only ask you to do one thing. This will be the key to victory. Our current army alone is completely unable to compete with Guilliman's legion."

[do what?]
The Nameless One asked in surprise. The Emperor turned his eyes to him, with golden flames burning in his eyes.
"Draw that sword,"

He says,

"Release the other me and Tzeentch - only in this way can fate have a final answer."

As Neos was speaking, a whisper filled with a hint of death suddenly rang in his ears, and the Emperor could not help but smile. It was a message from Malcador that Mortarion had finally surrendered.

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【Main destiny line】

【now】

"not good."

Malcador's face suddenly darkened. Beside him was the dark-faced Grim Reaper, and the Arch-Rebel who looked resigned to death - on the other side, Fulgrim and Finus had just caught up with the old man's psychic leap.

As for Hades, it is still being shipped from the physical world (necromancy logistics), and once it arrives, he will automatically close the black domain.

[What's wrong? ]
[Mortarion]'s hoarse voice sounded. Because his throat was cut by another self, his voice now sounded like a cough in the throat of a dead body.

"Nyos, how dare you do this?!"

Malcador ignored the Primarch's words and cursed at the other end with a dark face. The old man was so angry that he almost jumped up.
"You can't do this! You damn lunatic - impossible! I won't allow you to do this! You want to kill the Empire?!"

"..."

"Don't tell me it's just a necessary loss! Do you know what that means?! What if you fail?! Can you stop your ridiculous thoughts?!"

Makado cursed, but it was obvious that the other party had unilaterally shut down the communication.

"grass!!!"

The old man was almost flushed with anger, but he had no time to curse the Emperor. He quickly used his psychic power to contact Guilliman who was currently on another battlefield.

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+Guilliman!+
A loud shout exploded in the king's ear, but the king in the blue helmet had no time to pay attention. The strong wind mixed with gunpowder smoke blew away the blood on his cheek. He gritted his teeth and took a few steps back. The sword from the cold-blooded king just passed his chest. Guilliman's eyes reflected his smiling self.

For some reason, Guilliman always felt that his other self was not as strong as he imagined - of course, he could fight back and forth with Guilliman, but Guilliman knew very well that he was not the strongest among the Primarchs in individual combat, and he was more inclined to strategy.

But could the other self fight him back and forth? Wasn't the other self also strong in single combat?
Guilliman wanted, his blue eyes were filled with thousands of thoughts, and golden light flashed around him. Several times, Guilliman could clearly feel that time had slowed down, and the Ultramarines around him seemed to be fighting in slow motion, but he and the Cold-blooded King were not affected at all, and the two Primarchs had almost left afterimages.

+Guilliman - Your good father wants to borrow Pluto! +
Malcador shouted in an unpleasant voice, and Guilliman felt his thoughts pause for a moment. He did not quite understand the meaning of this sentence, which made his reaction slow.

A dazzling flash of fire exploded not far in front of Guilliman's face, and sparks from the collision of swords splashed on his face. Guilliman narrowed his eyes.

[I don’t understand, Demonic Patterner.]

+Your father has to replace Pluto in both fate lines - so that his troops can enter the local solar system! +
【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

Wait- wait?!

Guilliman felt the bright fireworks explode before his eyes, and the whole world began to spin. He immediately realized what the cost would be -

Yes, Neos, you broke into the enemy's lair, but at what cost?

Pluto is the only two stable ports in the solar system and is also the location of the Star Language Court of the entire empire. Now you want to put the enemy's bright blue Pluto into the solar system?
But what's the price?

Guilliman felt a dull pain in his chest, followed by a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth. His other self looked at him in astonishment, and Guilliman coughed up blood.

At the same time, within the solar system, the entity of that tiny star began to flicker.

(End of this chapter)