Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 96 Increase Power

After returning to the main world from the Reverse World, Guilliman resumed his official duties. He was about to travel to Terra, and naturally, arrangements needed to be made for Macragge.

As a Primarch-level politician, Guilliman began to use his sophisticated political skills to expand the influence of his return.

He didn't actually have much time to engage in empty pleasantries with those so-called high-ranking officials of the Empire or planetary governors.

Because of its past fragmentation, Alteramar is no longer the unified, prosperous 500 worlds that Robert remembers it to be. However, Guilliman is currently unable to reorganize his strongest support system. He can only send the Ultramarines to spread the news of his return throughout the galaxy.

Guilliman now understands the power of faith. Although he cannot operate the state religion like his brother in the other world, Guilliman must now rely on all available resources.

He hoped that his name could provide enough encouragement to those planets whose morale was on the verge of collapse, and that the signal of his return could deter humanity's enemies among the stars.

At this moment, Lancelot was still undergoing rehabilitation exercises.

Lancelot was still somewhat unaccustomed to this newborn body, and in the galaxy, knowing that he would likely have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the empire's two capitals and thirteen provinces in the future, Lancelot naturally needed to be strong enough to fight.

The only ones who can fight Lancelot now, besides Guilliman, are the Golden Guard who followed Lancelot from Terra to Alteramar and represent the Emperor's authority.

They were perfect sparring partners for Lancelot, and after a few days of getting used to it, Lancelot gradually mastered his body.

Well, if it's just basic sparring, without using psionic energy, Lancelot's physical attributes have already surpassed those of a Space Marine in terms of pure base stats.

In the Imperial Guard's evaluation system, Lancelot was roughly equivalent to a new recruit.

Of course, this was just basic sparring. In a high-pressure environment, once Lancelot got desperate, the two Primarch Hearts in his chest would rumble, and the power and speed that burst forth in a short time would be too much for four Imperial Guards to handle.

This overload mode also has some side effects; the obvious cost is a period of weakness, but it's perfectly acceptable.

Moreover, during this time, Lancelot also gained a more direct understanding of the power of the subspace essence within him.

That is the power called Mirror Caliban, which is essentially a semi-psychic, semi-sub-dimensional force exclusive to the Lion King.

The fog is formed from the Lion King's memories of his homeland, the Kaliban forest. Essentially, this dimension functions like a small network, enabling faster-than-light travel over long distances.

In Lancelot's hands, this dimension seems to have become more aggressive, possessing the ability to move over long distances, but this ability seems to be somewhat combined with his inviolable domain.

Those who enter Lancelot's misty realm will have their psionic energy severely suppressed, and the power of the weasel seems to have added something to this thing as well.

When Lancelot enters this domain, the previously indestructible arc of light will ignite into golden flames. Once someone enters Lancelot's domain and is killed, the victim has only one option: to be permanently destroyed or to be swallowed by the mist and become part of the dense forest.

Now, a huge, jet-black lion has appeared in this dark forest that belongs to Lancelot. The lion is proof that Lancelot defeated the Primarch and is completely obedient to Lancelot.

Thus, Lancelot felt that he could finally be considered among the most powerful and chaotic beings in this universe.

With the Space Stone added in, there's absolutely no problem with staying alive.

While Lancelot was recovering, Guilliman finally settled on a temporary strategic approach against Macurag.

He ordered the Ultramarines Chapter Commander to immediately begin the reconquest of the five hundred worlds of Ultramar, and that he had already found sufficient reinforcements for the Ultramarines.

Belisarius Caul, the great sage of the Mechanicus who has lived even longer than the history of the Empire, has sent a message from the stars.

He first congratulated the Primarch on his victory over the evil, but he would still keep his promise and was now on his way to Alteramar with reinforcements.

Guilliman understood that his pact with Caul ten thousand years ago would be key to his unyielding expedition, but now, equally crucial was that he must gain enough power on Terra to get the loose gears of the Empire back in motion.

"It's time for us to set off again."

Guilliman looked at Lancelot, who nodded in response, holding the Tesseract in his hand, its azure energy swirling around it.

Without the help of the weasel, Lancelot will find it very difficult to traverse the astronomical universe this time.

Fortunately, Lancelot now possesses the ability to jump long distances using his subspace nature. Although he cannot use the Space Stone to jump around as easily as Loki, he can enhance his Forest Walk with the Space Stone.

As the fog rolled in, Lancelot and Guilliman disappeared into Macragge. After some time, the fog also began to roll in at the entrance to the Golden Throne of Terra.

The Imperial Guards were prepared and awaited the arrival of Lancelot and Guilliman.

Lancelot was somewhat used to being back on the Golden Throne, but Guilliman's emotions were still fluctuating slightly.

"Let's go, Guilliman."

Lancelot spoke, and then walked into the hall of the Golden Throne with Guilliman. There they saw the corpse on the throne again, and the broken human lord.

Just as the young emperor had said, the emperor of this world has now split into countless personalities and thoughts in agony.

He has turned himself into a machine, a machine that suffers for the future of humanity. Only when the Primarch arrives will some of the machine's underlying designs be activated.

Guilliman froze on the spot for a moment. Lancelot realized that the Emperor was communicating with Guilliman.

However, having experienced the Reverse World, Guilliman should be much stronger this time than in the canon.

Moreover, I brought something with me this time.

Lancelot took out the Emperor's Blood, which he had previously extracted and lost power from in the Reversed World. Without any hesitation, the myriad powers of faith that the weasel was empowered by once again surged into the blood like a tsunami!

Like a desperate prisoner who has a chance to lighten the shackles he carries, Lancelot watched as the Emperor's Blood in his hand quickly regained its original golden color. When the light was bright enough, Lancelot also put the blood back into the Guardian's Space.

"Well done! Although it's just a drop in the ocean—the situation is indeed improving. The emperor of my world lacked power, while the emperor of this world lacks rationality. The two complement each other, and the great cause of the future can be accomplished!"

The young emperor reappeared beside Lancelot, a hint of relief finally appearing in his voice: "And you did it! That black lion was too deeply bewitched; I'd wanted to kill him as a sacrifice for the flag for a long time! Lancelot, you did well! Well done!"

"It was Guilliman who miraculously appeared at the last moment; otherwise, neither Anglona nor I could have dealt with that guy's second phase."

Lancelot said this, then looked at Guilliman, who was standing there dumbfounded, and said, "Since you're rational, what are you going to say to Guilliman now?"

"Why should I talk to tools?"

The young emperor looked at Lancelot with a questioning gaze, as if to say, "You must be joking." "Lancelot, you must be joking. I'm busy increasing the power of the Golden Throne."

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