Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 902 Obedient Child and Filial Son

In fact, it wasn't just the Space Marines who were confused; the Primarchs were also severely affected.

As the pinnacle of the Emperor's genetic creations, the Primarchs' tragedy was sealed from birth. After the events of the Holy Mother, they were separated from their Creator early on, losing the opportunity to receive a complete education and a safe environment to grow up in, and scattered across the savage planets of the galaxy.

Without proper education and guidance, and without the warmth and nourishment of family, the Primarchs can only struggle to grow in a cruel environment. Some kill to survive in barbaric tribes, some live with machines on abandoned planets, and some are ostracized by alien civilizations as outsiders.

The lack of early childhood education and emotional support has resulted in severe personality and psychological defects in most of the original individuals, as well as a lack of identification with their human identity.

Space Marines regard ordinary people as weak mortals, let alone the god-like Primarchs.

However, after the Emperor found the Primarchs, apart from Horus, the first Primarch he found, who received a very short period of false paternal love in his relatively long life because the Great Crusade was not yet complete, most of the other Primarchs were quickly assigned to their posts after returning, leading the Space Marine legions built from their own Geneseeds and joining the long Great Crusade.

Rather than being children of the emperor's blood, they are more like weapons meticulously forged by the emperor—intelligent and powerful, yet lacking in humanity.

Ironically, the Emperor wanted the Primarch to be human, not only at the genetic level but also to accept humanity spiritually, yet his actions completely contradicted this.

Without patient instruction and without helping them integrate into and adapt to human society, the Primarchs will only face endless war and slaughter; their so-called lives will be nothing more than a number.

In the midst of endless war, even those with normal values ​​would become abnormal.

To be honest, even if a transmigrator becomes the Primarch, it wouldn't be much better. The Warhammer Wars weren't just a year or two, and the casualties weren't just tens or hundreds of thousands, but tens of millions and hundreds of millions over millions of years.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, wailing and lamentation—these are nothing compared to the horrific reality of interstellar wars where genocide and planetary destruction are commonplace.

Over time, even the strongest nerves will rot.

Moreover, many Primarchs have no real sense of belonging to the Empire; they only joined the Great Crusade because the Emperor made them do it. So expecting them to save the Empire is clearly unlikely.

Let alone the human empire, they couldn't even save their own legions, or even themselves.

As the Great Crusade progressed into its later stages, countless lives were sacrificed, allowing the Four Gods to fall from grace. The whispers of Chaos coiled around every Primarch like venomous snakes, corrupting those who were meant to be corrupted and corrupting those who were meant to be corrupted.

Horus, the warlord, was blessed with a multitude of advantages. He was surrounded by Selene, Khorne, Tzeentch on his face, and Nurgle on his bed. He was forced to drink all sorts of colorful liquids until his eyes rolled back. Finally, he lost his mind and decided to take four punks to Terra to pay a birthday visit to Old Man Den.

That golden throne, Old Deng can sit on it, and so can he.

Upon learning of this, Magnus, who had always considered himself a good boy, was immediately invigorated.

As the Emperor's good son and the Empire's good Primarch, he had to immediately inform the Emperor of Horus's rebellion.

But then he thought that the normal way wouldn't show his abilities and wasn't safe either, so he decided to use his favorite psychic powers, and also to prove to the Emperor and his other brothers that psychic powers were not only harmless, but also very useful.

This good-natured fool, who always ends up doing more harm than good, is the empire's second-most powerful psychic after the emperor, and also the originator of the psychic telephone line bombing. Finally, amidst the wicked laughter of the blue bird, he dialed that number.

With the blessing of the grand ceremony, the soul of the eldest son Magnus, carrying powerful psychic energy, crossed the universe and struck the Emperor in the lower back. This not only destroyed the Emperor's life's plans as he was walking a tightrope, but also caused him to fall into a bottomless abyss, thus also ruining the future of humanity.

All the meticulous preparations were ruined by a single phone call. You can imagine how furious the Emperor was. Even having his butt stuck to the toilet to block the demon couldn't quell his rage. So, the Emperor's vicious hound, the Space Wolf, was dispatched.

Crimson Magnus, Lord of Prospero, Scarlet King, Wizard King, Cyclops, Red Devil, One-Eyed Sunburnt Oglin, the Man Who Did Nothing Wrong, Magical Little Magnus, Amazing Little Magnus, Space Archmage, and the Silly Chili Boy—after being grabbed and verbally abused by the Emperor before being thrown back, he finally realized something was wrong. He understood that his use of forbidden psychic magic, strictly prohibited by the Emperor, might have caused terrible consequences. Unfortunately, his initial goal hadn't been achieved; the Emperor hadn't received his warning and was unaware of Horus's rebellion, leaving him completely stunned.

Worst of all, he has now replaced Horus as the greatest and most foolish sinner in the human empire, and so he is depressed and fearful.

An accident exposed the father's browsing history to the family chat group, followed by the sound of the father pulling out his belt and launching a deadly charge.

Magnus is in a similar mood, caught between wanting to die and not wanting to die.

In any case, Magnus's psionic bombardment not only destroyed the Emperor's Webway project but also trapped the Emperor on the toilet, turning the Empire into a disorganized mess with no one left to take charge, as the only qualified Warmaster had become a rebel.

It could be said that the combined scheming of the four warp gods was no match for Magnus's flash of inspiration.

The four gods, of course, would not let the opportunity created by Magnus go to waste. So they joined forces to stir up a storm in the warp, interfering with warp navigation and communication, making it impossible for the Empire to quickly send reinforcements or effectively issue orders.

As negative energy accumulated, the warp demons began their long-awaited revelry, frequently invading Imperial warships that entered the warp and even interfering with the real universe.

This forced the Imperium of Man to acknowledge the existence of the Warp and the Daedric, and to issue a warning that continued concealment would have irreparable and severe consequences, which the Imperium could no longer afford.

However, due to the Emperor's previous decisions, the entire Empire turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to everything in the Warp, explaining everything with materialism.

The only problem is that the Warhammer universe has never been a purely physical universe.

So when it really broke out, everyone felt helpless because they didn't know how to deal with it, or even how to prevent it.

Unfortunately, after even warp travel became extremely dangerous for the Empire, the traitorous Space Marines seemed to have divine assistance, appearing and disappearing unpredictably in the warp and causing the Empire considerable trouble.

Throughout the Great Rebellion, the vast and bloated Empire performed terribly, allowing Horus to seize the opportunity and launch several successful raids, inflicting heavy losses on the loyal Space Marines. Large numbers of Space Marines, who could conquer a planet with just a few hundred men, fell in droves on the increasingly terrifying battlefield, just like ordinary auxiliary troops.

There was no way around it; Warmaster Horus's prestige was too high. Before his presence was exposed, not only the Imperial army but even the Primarchs would not disobey his orders. This caused the only threatening Imperial Space Marine legions to scatter under his command, making it difficult for them to form a numerical advantage or even to be on guard.

Furthermore, as the war commander in charge of the Great Crusade, Horus controls a vast amount of war resources, from a massive fleet of thousands of warships to hundreds of millions of mortal auxiliary troops, and then to organized Titan legions. This terrifying force, capable of igniting most of the galaxy, has launched deadly wars against the loyalists time and time again with the support of the Chaos Force, and has already gained the upper hand and initiative.

Once Terra is conquered and the Golden Throne is ascended, it will be hard to say who the rebels will be.

The brutal battle forced the Empire to face reality and begin sending reinforcements to Terra to prepare for the final battle. However, the situation was not optimistic, as the situation in the warp was extremely dire.

Coupled with the empire's inefficiency and pervasive chaos, it could drive any ruler mad.

In addition, the Martian Mechanicus, an important ally of the Empire, has also encountered serious internal problems and has refused to allow the Empire to intervene.

Even under such unfavorable circumstances, the loyal Primarchs and Space Marines did not give up hope and worked hard to find a way to win. They eventually discovered that only the warp could deal with the warp, which is psionic energy.

In fact, psionic energy has always existed in the various legions, but it has been deliberately concealed because it would violate Imperial law and the Emperor's will.

The lack of understanding of the warp, coupled with a deficiency in psychic power, is the reason why the loyalists have suffered repeated defeats, so they decided to change everything.

(End of this chapter)