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Chapter 87 The Emperor Arrives (Additional Update for Alliance Leader Bai Lu Cang Yue)

The Primarch received Qin Yun in a reception room.

The layout of the reception room is very simple and plain.

The large wooden table was filled with data crystal columns and government documents.
A few read books were piled on the corner of the table.

The Primarch sat in a large chair behind the desk.

When Qin Yun walked in, he stood up from his chair and walked over to shake hands.

"Welcome, Guide."

Guilliman's attitude was enthusiastic.

"I'm sorry I put you last."

"But I absolutely don't have any other intentions. I just want to spend more time chatting with you."

After the battle, Guilliman let everyone go and chose to be alone to calm himself down.

Guilliman is the Primarch after all, and his ability to withstand pressure is terrifyingly strong.

I quickly came out of the feeling of loss and pessimism.

Fulfill his duties as the emperor's own son.

He first met with Calgar, the Eldar Death Army representative, Vodais, the Living Saint, etc.

Learn about the current situation of the empire from their mouths.

During this period, Guilliman used every bit of his affability and cunning as a politician.

Strive to create a harmonious and friendly atmosphere,
Let the other party unconsciously say more information,
And perfectly conceal the emotional fluctuations caused by the other party's answer.

Everyone who spoke with Guilliman had a smile on their face, infected by the Primarch's sincerity and optimism.

But none of them noticed the loss and pain in the depths of the Primarch's eyes.

The current state of the empire is shocking, with religious fanaticism, bureaucratic corruption and rampant ignorance.

The Mechanicus has become increasingly conservative, with science and rationality no longer a thing.

Confusion and fear almost made Guilliman unable to breathe.
The grief and pain almost brought him to tears.
But he didn't dare show it.

Because he is the Primarch, the Emperor's own son,
A pillar of support for those in despair, everyone is looking at him.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with this arrangement." Qin Yun answered calmly.

"Has anyone ever told you that you resemble my brother, Sanguinius?"

Guilliman looked at the white wings behind Qin Yun.
He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it.
But then I thought that the other party was not my brother,

I resisted the urge again.

"Many people say so, even the demons say so." Qin Yun looked at Guilliman, "Are you thinking about your brother? And you still wish I were him?"

Guilliman's face showed surprise and uneasiness. "You know what I am thinking? Are you looking into my mind?"

"No." Qin Yun shook his head. "Except for prisoners and enemies with important intelligence, I never use my psychic abilities on others."

"Your thoughts are too intense. Even without using psychic skills, I can still hear your inner voice."

Guilliman breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that I need to learn to control and protect my heart."

"You are right. When you walked in, I thought for a moment that you were Sanguinius."

"When I realized that you really weren't, I felt a sense of loss in my heart."

Qin Yun walked to the window and looked at the rebuilding city of Macragge through the stained glass.

"It's human nature and understandable."

Guilliman also came over,

"I never imagined that when I opened my eyes, it would be ten thousand years later, and my memory would still be stuck on the Battle of Thessala."

"My rebellious brother pierced my throat with his sword. I listened to the desperate cries of my descendants and finally fell into a long sleep. When I woke up again, it was ten thousand years later."

"I failed. I let my father down. I should have spent most of my energy on rebuilding the empire."

"But he lost his mind due to anger, which led to the disastrous defeat at the Battle of Thessala."

Guilliman's words were filled with exhaustion and deep sorrow.

This is a side of him that he would never show in front of other people.
Just because Qin Yun was so special, he regarded him as a substitute for his brother.

Speak freely and vent your emotions.

Qin Yun listened but did not answer.

He knew Guilliman simply wanted an audience, not reassurance or answers.

"My brothers, my father, and I built the empire we have today because of our arrogance."

"If Horus were still alive, I'm afraid he would laugh with glee at our misfortune."

"The empire we once placed our hopes in has become a corrupt, bloated corpse, devoid of any trace of reason or hope."

"Only fear, hatred and ignorance keep this zombie alive."

"I would rather die in the Battle of Terra than live to see it all."

Guilliman clenched his fist and punched the air hard, then stopped.

He didn't even dare to vent his anger.

Because he is the only remaining banner of the human empire,

Indulging your emotions is a luxury.

Speaking of the Battle of Terra, sadness returned to Guilliman's face.

He could never forgive himself for not being able to make it to the Battle of Terra.

There were only nine hours left, but we still couldn't make it.

By the time he arrived on Terra, the Chaos traitors had been defeated.

He thought the Emperor had dealt with the traitor,
Only after reaching the ground did he realize what had happened.

The entire Terra Palace was reduced to ruins.

Corpses were piled upon corpses, the horrific loss of life and wounds difficult to describe. Sanguinius was dead, Malcador was dead, and the Emperor sat grievously wounded on the Golden Throne.

Several Astartes Legions were crippled, with only a few left alive.

Everything in the empire was destroyed.

When Guilliman fell silent, Qin Yun placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Lord Guilliman, look at those people outside. They are still rebuilding their homes with great enthusiasm."

"In this desperate time, they did not give up and continued to fight tenaciously, unyielding despite being surrounded by enemies."

"There is still hope, there is still a chance to change this, and you won't be alone."

"I merely vented my anger briefly," said Guilliman. "Nothing can break a Primarch."

"That's good." Qin Yun nodded.

"Tell me about yourself," Guilliman said. "You are full of mysteries, but I can be sure that you carry the aura of my father. Otherwise, I would never tell you this."

"I am the saint of the Divine Emperor, his chosen one, so naturally I have his aura," Qin Yun said.

Guilliman shook his head. "Celestine is also a saint, but there is something missing from her. I cannot say what it is, but that is the difference between you and her."

"I heard from them that you are from the Calixis Sector, a sector that was developed after the Great Crusade, near the Ghoul Stars. Why are you there?"

Qin Yun also wanted to ask himself why he was there.
But no one answered!
You can’t say the emperor just threw it away!!

"The Calixis sector is close to the border of the Empire. Terra's control over that area is very weak, which will help me accumulate strength."

"You have a problem with Terra?" Guilliman asked.

"Power corrupts people," Qin Yun said. "I'm currently promoting educational reform at Atoma and innovating various technologies."

"And in the eyes of those guys, I'm probably still a mutant."

Qin Yun pointed at his wings.

"I don't want to be chased by the Ecclesiarchy, the Inquisition, and the Adeptus Mechanicus all at once."

"You are a living saint, my father's chosen one," Guilliman emphasized.

"The Empire has gone so crazy that anyone who dares to oppose the state religion after waking up from the Emperor will be considered a heretic and receive two explosive bombs."

"I'm just a half-baked saint, and they'll roast me like cumin chicken wings."

Qin Yun had no respect for the emperor or the empire.
This surprised Guilliman, but also made him feel relieved.

In this dark and desperate era, it is difficult to meet someone who is not crazy and with whom you can communicate normally.

Calgar and the others were too awed by him, while Celestine was fanatical about him.

Those guys from the Eldar tribe can't be trusted.

"My father hated religion the most. He believed that religion was poisoning humanity."

"Now he is treated as a god, and many evil deeds are carried out in his name. How ironic."

"If my father wakes up, I'm afraid these religious people will be the first to run away."

Guilliman scoffed.
Qin Yun said: "Your words remind me of a joke."

"What a joke?" Guilliman looked at Qin Yun with a hint of curiosity.

Qin Yun began to tell the joke he remembered
"The Foundry Bishop and the Archbishop chatted and boasted about their experiences. The Foundry General said he had unearthed an STC that could produce a pill that could resurrect the dead."

"The priest boasted that the Ecclesiarchy could rely on the faith of the God-Emperor to travel from Holy Terra to the Eye of Terror in ten minutes."

"Later, when the Casting General demanded redemption, the Archbishop panicked and summoned the high-ranking officials of the Ecclesiarchy to discuss countermeasures."

A priest said, "That's easy. Have the Forge General bring the pills. Once the God-Emperor takes them and is resurrected, the entire Ecclesiarchy can run from Terra to the Eye of Terror in less than five minutes."

Guilliman was quick to appreciate the irony of the joke.

The sad face relaxed and a smile appeared.
"That's a good joke. I'm going to write it in my diary."

"It's up to you." Qin Yun said generously, "I won't ask you for royalties. If you insist on giving me one, I won't refuse."

"Then you will be disappointed, for I will not give it to you," said Guilliman.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After a moment, Guilliman made a subtle request.

"Guide, can you let me talk to my father?"

Qin Yun looked troubled. "I don't have the ability to actively summon the Divine Emperor."

"But you can follow me to the shrine. When I receive my reward, you can call out, and perhaps He will respond."

Guilliman nodded, "Let us try it then."

Qin Yun took Guilliman to the nearest shrine.

After he performed the Sky Eagle Salute, a hole of light appeared above the shrine as usual.

The Cherubim emerged from the light hole, holding a huge metal box.
Inside the box is the legendary weapon Qin Yun obtained after completing "Special Mission: Resurrection of Roboute Guilliman".

Qin Yun suppressed his excitement, turned to look at Guilliman, and signaled him to begin.

Guilliman did so, hoping for the Emperor's guidance.

Qin Yun originally had no hope.

Because during these ten thousand years, the Emperor performed miracles very rarely.

But after Guilliman finished praying, countless voices rang out near the shrine.

It was as if billions of people were whispering at the same time.

The Cherubim, who was supposed to fly back, stopped.

Its eyes shone with golden light.
As bright as a star,

As old as time itself.

The Cherubim looked at Guilliman and spoke, his voice full of authority and power.
"Guilliman, my son, my tool"

PS: Emperor

(End of this chapter)