Warhammer: Empire Reboot

"You betrayed us."

"Of course I betrayed them!"

Motalian looked up abruptly, his voice hoarse and almost torn.

“I kneel at Nurgle’s feet, you stand in the Emperor’s shadow; we are essentially no different. Nurgle deceived me, and the False Emperor deceived you. One traded rot for numbness, the other traded glory for chains.”

"We are all stray dogs!"

The Lion King remained silent for a moment.

“What you’ve said won’t lessen your sins. If you’re willing to give a detailed account of Nurgle’s Garden, you might be able to get forgiveness.”

"I didn't ask you to reduce my sentence."

Mortarian braced himself against the ground, barely managing to straighten his knees.

“I won’t surrender, Ryan, don’t waste your time.”

“I’m fed up with being a son, a dog, a tool for you tyrants who call themselves gods, fathers, rulers, and saviors. If you have the guts, cut off my head right now. Otherwise, if I find even a crack in the warp, I swear, I will drag you all into a cesspool, and let all your beautiful banners, thrones, holy words, and bullshit glory rot and stink in the same way.”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Lion King stared at him for a long time.

Finally, he turned and walked towards the door.

Mortarian laughed bitterly behind him.

"What, Ryan? Not drawing your sword? Or are you waiting for Lawson to give his approval too?"

The lion king stopped in his tracks.

"Before I came here, I thought that a former brother was being held here."

"Now it seems that there is only one Primarch left who is in mad pain and refuses to admit that he was abandoned by his master long ago."

"Motalian, you have disappointed me!"

The Lion King went outside.

Motari's hysterical laughter continued in the dark cell.

In the Vigilant Star Ruler's Court.

Looking at the feedback, Lawson gently tapped the table.

"Even the Lion King wouldn't do it."

"How about we let Guilliman give it a try?"

"If that doesn't work, we'll have to kill him!"

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Chapter 254 Er Gou's Desire to Upgrade and the New Human

Evelynn has returned to Terra.

She would report the situation here to Guilliman and then invite Guilliman over, not just because of Mortalian.

It's time for the dark side and the holy side of the Empire to truly meet.

The Empire is now torn in two by the Great Rift, with Guilliman on the Holy Side and Lawson on the Dark Side.

These two names now represent two existing imperial orders.

The two also need to meet to discuss the future direction of the empire.

Outside the main gate of the Royal Court.

Taiwa and three other guards stood on either side of the gateposts, their Oramit armor gleaming and their Guardian Spears flashing coldly.

Not far away, a group of Guards were crouching by an ammunition box at the corner of the corridor bridge.

Er Gou had a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth, his elbows resting on his knees, tilting his head to look at the four gleaming golden door gods.

San Gou sat to the side, while Ao Qi squatted on the ammunition box, holding a few cards, also staring at the door.

"These golden corn cobs look more professional than us."

"After all, professional goalkeepers have been around for ten thousand years."

"Do you think they can actually win a game next time?"

"It's difficult, so they have to hold out for quite a while."

"Maybe several hundred years."

"A few hundred years is nothing," Er Gou scoffed. "The Imperial Guards have long lifespans, so let them stand there. Anyway, from Terra to Vigilant Star, they're all guarding the Empire, so it's about the same."

One of the guards suddenly said, "Second Brother, actually they're guarding the boss now."

Er Gou moved the cigarette in his mouth: "Protecting the boss is our duty!"

Another guard chimed in, "The boss won't die. Even if something really happens, the distributed storage of consciousness can be brought back online. Our boss might live until the heat death of the universe."

"fart!"

Er Gou turned around and cursed, "The boss can be resurrected, that's the boss's skill. Whether we can hurt the boss or not is our business."

"If the boss loses a single hair, it's our guards' fault. If the boss gets a scratch on his armor, it's because we didn't block it fast enough. The boss has to get involved personally because we're not strong enough, not because it's something the boss should be doing."

Several guards looked at him.

Er Gou is foul-mouthed, cheats at cards, changes the rules when he loses, steals meat at meals, and can curse people from their ancestors to the lubricant of the Mechanical Engineering Department.

But at times like this, no one refutes what he says, because everyone thinks the same way.

San Gou agreed, "That's right. The significance of the guards is not to determine whether the boss needs protection, but to be there when the boss needs them."

Aoqi stroked his chin: "Based on this rule, the stronger the boss, the greater our responsibility."

Er Gou snorted: "So the problem is very simple: the boss is too strong, and there are some battles we can't get involved in. So what do we do?"

One of the guards said, "Request more organ enhancements?"

"The conventional enhancements have reached their limit. Spider eyes, heart, bones, cerebellum, reflex arc, secondary chitinous inner armor—everything that can be stacked has been stacked. Adding anything more is not as simple as adding a muscle; it means rewriting the entire life structure."

Ao Jiu said, "We can switch to better power armor."

"Power armor is just an amplifier. When you encounter something like Mortalian, even the thickest armor will only last a few more seconds."

Someone whispered, "Then should we apply for another jump?"

Er Gou shook his head: "Leap is a matter for the entire sequence, not something we can just jump at will. The boss has his own resource allocation, and he can't mess with the whole system just because we want to get stronger."

They all sighed and lowered their heads.

That's right. The dark side of the Empire isn't just them. Tens of thousands of planets, trillions of people, and countless battlefields are all waiting for the boss's command. They can't just run up to the boss like some greenhorn and say, "Boss, I want to get stronger," and expect the entire system to make way for them.

Er Gou looked around, then lowered his voice: "So what I'm talking about isn't the regular enhancement."

Several guards immediately looked at him.

San Gou's brow twitched: "What did you hear this time?"

"News from the research team."

"Baier is dead, but his brain was cut off by the boss. The boss probably even knows that he hid a few spare pairs of underwear."

The guards remained expressionless; they already knew about this, but what truly concerned them was what followed.

Er Gou continued, "The key point is that the research team has already adopted his technology."

Ao Jiu frowned: "So fast?"

Er Gou scoffed, "A research team of millions of genes is digesting them in parallel, and there are T-sequences to assist in modeling. Do you think it's like the Mechanical Church, where you can burn incense and tighten screws at the same time?"

"They are now able to replicate most of Bayer's results."

Three Dogs' eyes finally changed: "Including the original clone?"

"include!"

The guards around him paused for a moment.

San Gou looked at him: "Which template do you want to use?"

Er Gou seemed to have been waiting for this, and he chuckled, a smile that was incredibly irritating.

"I quite like Horus."

Several guards around him looked at him at the same time, and Ao Jiu frowned immediately: "That's a traitor!"

Another guard added, "Horus almost destroyed the Empire!"

Er Gou said nonchalantly, "It's not like I'm going to inherit his brain!"

He raised his hand and clenched his fist. "What I need is his physical attributes. Horus is the most well-rounded of the twenty Primarchs, with no weaknesses. Once we remove his traitorous rotten brain, the remaining physical template will be a top-tier war platform."

Aoqi pondered: "From a purely technical point of view, the Horus template is indeed suitable as the core unit of the Guardian."

San Gou said calmly, "You've done a pretty thorough job of researching."

Aoqi said in a serious tone: "I just made reasonable tactical extensions in advance."

Er Gou glared at him: "Are you also trying to steal Horus?"

Aoqi immediately shook his head: "I'm not suitable. Only you, Second Brother, are suitable for Horus."

"why?"

"He has a foul mouth, likes to charge ahead, likes to be the boss, and changes the rules when he loses."

The guards around laughed again. Er Gou kicked out, but Ao Qi was prepared and dodged to the side. Er Gou missed and cursed, "You're the one who's like a traitor."

Aoqi shrugged: "I was just pointing out template compatibility."

After thinking for a moment, San Gou said, "I won't choose Horus either."

Everyone looked at him: "So, who do you choose?"

Three Dogs said, "Ryan."