I write apocrypha in Warhammer

So the current situation is that, with Wei Mu's saucy manipulation and the strong praise of the guys from the National Church, the inexplicable "engagement" arranged by the Emperor and Aisha is related to the anti-chaos plan, and it is still crucial. part.

It was another "effective bad idea", but the bad situation facing the empire made it impossible for Guilliman to refuse.

He could even directly imagine how furious the Lord of Death would be when the relevant invitations from the Palace of Terra were delivered to Mortarion.

And the Great Word Bearer Lorgar, will that guy suddenly jump out and compete with Walkerma for the position of chief priest of the wedding?

No matter what, with the temperament of those enemies, they will definitely be mobilized by this incident.

Therefore, the Empire can hold it as a trump card first, and wait until the time is right before seeking a decisive battle with Chaos - now he and Fulgrim alone cannot control the situation, and the result of rashly picking things up is very likely to be... The situation will be completely ruined.

Everything has to be figured out slowly.

Under the warm welcome of the state church and the honor guard, Aisha was safely sent to the palace in the deepest part of Karasta City.

This meant that the entire battle was officially over. In the end, the coalition forces of the two tribes won the victory, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

No need to worry about enemy interference, the Eldar people spent a lot of effort destroying Nurgle's cage.

The goddess of life was freed from her bondage and returned to her children again.

In an instant, a burst of green energy burst out from inside the palace.

Warm, soft and refreshing.

The goodwill from the goddess covered the entire city like heavy snow, and was still spreading towards the Webway.

All residents who move around in the city feel a surge of vitality being injected into their bodies.

Sickness is swept away and fatigue is soothed.

Those veterans who had numerous wounds all over their bodies and were already losing weight were so nourished that they seemed to have returned to their prime in their thirties.

Even the warriors who had been disabled in previous battles had grown back their missing bodies.

There is one more reason to celebrate. The soldiers of the coalition forces have experienced all kinds of hardships.

Of course, this change also caused a little trouble in the military.

For example, a certain company champion who had been stuffed into the fearless sarcophagus suddenly resurrected with full health and opened the coffin board that was about to be sealed.

The unscrupulous pharmacists who had just performed the operation on him were stunned at the medical miracle in front of them, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

These grandsons had clearly promised to bury him when he was about to die, so that his soul could return to the Golden Throne in peace, but they actually turned around and made him fearless. They were really weird dogs.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

The company champion's blood pressure was high, veins popped out on his head, and his tightly clenched fists kept making creaking sounds.

"Calm down, brother, this must be a conspiracy from the Alien Goddess, who is instigating our feelings."

The pharmacists quickly tried to shift the blame.

However, it had no effect, and he was not a fool. Soon there were a number of victims of medical trouble with bruises and swollen faces in the operating room.

Similar scenes were played out in many Space Marine Chapters.

"It seems to be working out well."

Guilliman did not go to witness Elsa's awakening, but instead visited the empire's wounded soldiers camp with Wei Mu to offer condolences.

The Eldar tribe went through a lot of hardships to reunite with their mother goddess, and there must be some heart-to-heart talk. Foreigners like them just stood there watching and eating melon, and no matter how they thought about it, it felt inappropriate.

When the majestic life energy overflowed from the palace and instantly healed the seriously injured soldiers in front of him, the Lord of the Ultramarines had a new understanding of the power of the so-called "gods".

Although he dislikes this kind of thing that cannot be analyzed rationally and objectively.

Collect materials, transport them diligently, and then use superb skills to build them brick by brick. Only in this way can the house built be reasonable and reasonable, instead of using witchcraft and evil to just wave your hand and inexplicably tall buildings rise from the ground.

Guilliman very much hopes to completely reject this unscientific thing, hoping that it is just people's imagination, a magical setting that exists in myths and legends.

However, it does exist and is full of extremely powerful power.

Otherwise, the Ancient Spirit Empire would not have turned itself into an endangered species just because of such simple indulgences.

"This huge energy explosion should be the result of the goddess of life returning to her position. I'm afraid it won't be that simple to recreate a similar scene later."

Wei Mu inspected the recovered severed limbs of a wounded man and could not feel anything strange on them, as if the wounded man's missing arms and legs were just an illusion that did not appear a few minutes ago.

"But anyway, we have obtained a powerful treatment method, and through this action, we have greatly weakened the enemy's power." Guilliman paused for a moment, then continued, "Do you think he can give How much help does the Emperor provide?”

After his recovery, Guilliman came to the Palace of Terra to meet the Emperor once, and the result of that meeting was not a happy one.

Cold, powerful and contradictory.

The only thing that is certain is that the corpse on the Golden Throne is still alive and conscious.

It's just that the consciousness is far beyond the level that mortals can understand. Even as the Primarch, he can't bear the massive information released by the Emperor.

"I'm not sure. I have to go to the palace to see the specific situation before I can make a judgment." Wei Mu waved his hand helplessly, "The webway provides a safe haven for the creatures living in it, allowing them to be protected from the evil intentions of the subspace. The continuous erosion has also limited Elsa's power projection to the entire galaxy. In addition, she has been imprisoned for so long, and during this period she has been used as a guinea pig by Nurgle - the return of the goddess of life has a profound impact on the order of the galaxy. The direct impact is not as big as expected, at least for now."

"So according to the theological description, He should next cultivate dependents among the Eldar population, select champions, and consolidate the domain - these are not things that happen overnight." Guilliman said thoughtfully.

He longed for the day when the Emperor would regain his mortal form, because then he would have the opportunity to do something he had never dared to do before - have a big fight with his father.

As for the person currently sitting on the Golden Throne, Guilliman couldn't even understand what kind of existence he was.

While chatting, the two arrived at the Son of the Phoenix's station, because according to the intelligence coming from there, Fulgrim had fully recovered from extreme exhaustion.

By the time Guilliman and Weimu arrived, the purple phoenix was in high spirits, teaching its descendants how to repair equipment damaged in previous wars.

Seeing the two people who came to visit, Fulgrim realized what was about to happen, and immediately told the Sons of the Phoenix around him: "I'm very sorry, children, I have to leave for a while, take a good rest during this time, and don't get tired. , there are still many wars waiting for us in the galaxy."

"Can we go together, sir?" Leighton, the head of the think tank, tried to ask.

According to records in ancient books, the original body often equipped its own bodyguards.

The candidates for the Guards are the best among the elite of the entire legion. They take protecting the safety of the original body and executing the will of the original body as their own responsibility, and they stay by their master's side every step of the way.

Just like Cato Sicarius, the personal guard officer who is standing in several positions of Guilliman at the moment, and the Honor Guard of Ultramarines he leads.

The head of the think tank felt that now that Fulgrim had returned, they, the heirs, had to maintain the authority of their genetic father and get the relevant configurations in place, even if they were trying to sell iron.

"The place I'm going to next is the Palace of Terra. Do you think the Imperial Guards will allow you to go to the throne room together?" Fulgrim asked.

Successfully resurrected from the curse of Chaos, and now located in the place where the Emperor created the artificial webway. He said that he must meet his father in person. This is something that goes without saying, and I believe the Golden Legion will allow it. his request.

"Then we will wait outside for your return." Layton insisted instead.

He felt a little guilty and felt that Fulgrim would most likely not allow him to do this. After all, he wanted to do such a behavior only out of his own emotions and had nothing to do with the pragmatism advocated by the original body.

"If you can ensure that it will not slow down the troops' rest and recuperation, then of course there is no problem. Things like art and emotion are advanced pursuits that extend after meeting basic needs. I have no reason to stop you." Fu. Gen said with a smile.

"Yes, sir!"

Leiden nodded solemnly, feeling a little warmer in his heart. It felt good to have a father.

After explaining the matters related to the heir, Fulgrim walked towards the people who came to visit him.

"I remember that you used to be very pompous and fancy, and you were once despised by Perturabo," Guilliman said.

"I used to be like this, and even now I have a good impression of those beautiful things, but now I will not impose my preferences on these children, they should have their own ideas." Forgan explained road.

The group of people immediately turned around and walked towards the depths of Karasta City.

Commander Trajan and more than a hundred imperial troops were waiting for them there, and all the rest stopped there.

Only three people were allowed into the throne room to meet the Emperor - Guilliman, Fulgrim, and Vymmu.

The two loyal sons wanted to see their father, so there was no reason to refuse.

Wei Mu originally planned to apply to Trajan, but unexpectedly he was directly placed on the release list.

This made him a little embarrassed.

Because he actually had nothing serious to do with the emperor. He mainly wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to travel around the palace and gain experience.

For example, go to the basement to see the imprisoned monsters and monsters, go to the treasure house to pick up some things, or go to the cell to admire the scene of Cypher's record-breaking prison escape, and flirt with him when he was tricked by Abaddon into surrendering. I don't know now. What's going on, good brother Kayon.

If he thought about it this way, he could walk around the palace for a long time.

"Can I take pictures inside the palace?" Wei Mu asked tentatively.

"No!" Trajan refused directly and took away most of Wei Mu's belongings on the grounds of security inspection.

"I remember that place was built on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. What if I get altitude sickness?" Wei Mu worried again.

"There are special medicines here. If you feel uncomfortable, you can take one." Trajan handed a small pill to Wei Mu's hand.

The arrangements were quite thoughtful.

Under the watch of the accompanying guards, the three were surrounded by the Imperial Guards and officially embarked on the road to the throne room.

Even for the Primarch, wandering among the ruins of the Eldar, which has a close relationship with humans, is a rare experience.

Even though ten thousand years have passed, you can still vaguely see some shadows of the unknown but tragic and dangerous Webway War that directly determined the fate of the empire.

Especially when they walked to the place where Magnus committed his stupidity, everyone's mood became more and more depressed.

A huge hole larger than a mountain appeared on the originally smooth and smooth wall of the network. The remaining horrific traces made it difficult to imagine what kind of explosive power could cause such violent destruction.

The other end of the hole is a wild and deep subspace, full of dark atmosphere and deep malice.

The surface of the cave is covered with a layer of faint golden light, which is composed of the spiritual energy drawn by the Emperor with the Golden Throne, protecting the sacred Terra connected to this section of the Web from evil spirits.

The dark gods never give up, let alone forget this place.

It's just that because there are no souls that the devil wants around, they will feel hungry if they stay here, so they disperse one after another, making everything look so peaceful.

There is no doubt that once the turmoil breaks out again here, the demons from back then will definitely come back.

Staring at the huge gap in front of him, Guilliman couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Oh my God, Magnus, what on earth did you do?"

Fulgrim explained: "In order to inform Emperor Horus of the rebellion, he directly used his spiritual energy to blast open the wall."

Among the subspace demons, this is nothing new.

Guilliman recalled the Scarlet King who once fought against him on the moon: "He shouldn't be so powerful."

Fulgen sighed: "That's because the Lord of Change helped him when he bombed the wall."

Their knowledgeable brother, who was said to be the wisest, was calculated to death by Tzeentch.

"Speaking of which, is there any remedy for this thing from the Spiritual Tribe?" Wei Mu asked.

"Of course it's not possible. Most of the Eldar's technology was lost in the Great Fall. Many of the webways that were contaminated by Chaos have no way of repairing them themselves," Guilliman replied.

"Well, I remember that Comoros also seems to have an opening to the subspace, but they installed a Cain Gate there." Wei Mu tried again, "How about one day we send our troops to kill it? Remove that door and replace it directly here?"