Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Generally speaking, given Ultraman's personality, even if he doesn't interfere in how rulers of other races deal with their subordinates, he would generally be reluctant to see someone die in a death sentence and would try his best to help as a lawyer defend them.

But the fact that Kassadin doesn't interfere at all shows his current opinion of the human empire here.

Thinking of this, the furious emperor gripped his greatsword tightly, his murderous aura rising. He had finally managed to get away with things in the group multiple times, trying to start with a positive impression, but these crazy bastards just kept dragging him down!

How can Ultraman expect the Empire to show the utmost tolerance when surrounded by these incorrigible insects?

"Does anyone else have any objections? If so, then stand up and speak up. Don't blame me."

"I'm still lenient by not giving you a chance to express your opinions. But if you don't stand up now, and dare to say anything that smears Ultraman again, then you can expect to be expelled from humanity and the Empire!"

The enraged emperor gritted his teeth, resorting to blatant provocation.

This method really did work. The moment he finished speaking, quite a few people stood up to object. There really weren't any cowards among them.

With a self-righteous sense of justice and a human supremacist mentality, they stood up and glared angrily at the emperor.

The emperor paused for a moment, and after waiting until no one else wanted to object, he immediately unleashed another burst of spiritual energy, instantly annihilating the group of people.

Fortunately, the chosen ones he valued—High Creed, Archsage Kaul, Titus, Logan (commander of the Space Wolves), Kadan (commander of the Iron Hands), and Azrael (commander of the Dark Angels)—were all relatively obedient. Since he, the Emperor, had spoken so forcefully, they listened to him.

Of course, many people were still quite confused and hadn't fully grasped the situation. (Micro Fun)

They never imagined that they had only prepared to die heroically, to prove their loyalty by sacrificing their lives, and to stop the Thirteenth Black Crusade.

First, they encountered the new Primarch Shinji Ikari, then several traitorous Primarchs and a large group of Great Demons, and then came an alien called Ultraman whose power was probably not much less than that of the Emperor. In order to protect this alien, the Emperor himself manifested!

The directness of this manifestation is unmatched by all the manifestations of emperors in the past ten thousand years combined.

I'm not being modest, but I'm just a big-headed member of the Star Realm Army. How did I end up seeing a living, talking Emperor with my own eyes one day?

As for the thirteenth Black Expedition... Chaos Warmaster Abaddon actually ran faster than Vastor and Birac. The moment he was seriously injured by the Ultra Bell, he immediately fled into the Eye of Terror with the Soul of Vengeance.

Oh, right, there's one more thing. Judging from this, it seems that the new Primarch Shinji Ikari has a closer relationship with the Emperor than with this alien called Ultraman.

Could it be that the other party isn't actually the original human?

"Shinji Ikari is a pure human, without a doubt, purer than all of you."

Sensing the turmoil in people's hearts, the Emperor's psychic energy hummed, and he hurriedly spoke.

Ultraman is like this: if you curse or even hit Ultraman, you might get away with it and receive magnanimous forgiveness. But if you dare to involve innocent people like Shinji Ikari, especially since he is a child who has just suffered severe overload while protecting the human empire, and repay kindness with enmity...

Heh, then the entire empire can probably just wait to die.

Of course, he wouldn't dare say Shinji is a Primarch in front of Kassadin, he wouldn't dare lie. Fortunately, as long as he says Shinji is a pure human and gives this endorsement, the Empire's humans will automatically and firmly recognize Shinji Ikari as their twenty-second Primarch.

Oh, of course, although it is the twenty-second, in the eyes of this group of people, some may think it is the tenth, and some may think it is the twenty-first.

However, the number is not important; everyone thinks that Shinji Ikari's original human genes are sufficient.

Shinji is indeed a human being of the purest form, that's the truth, although Origins has absolutely nothing to do with Warhammer humans.

"When you see Shinji Ikari, you should see him as you would see me."

"When you see Ultraman Kasa, you should treat him as if you were seeing me."

"All the instructions they give are equivalent to my orders. Even if it's about establishing a second empire, then they will immediately become the second emperors. There's no need to worry. I grant them all the necessary authorization in advance."

"If anyone dares to harm Shinji Ikari or Ultraman Kassadin, then they are considered to have betrayed humanity and the Empire, and also betrayed my Empire. In that case, you are neither human nor a citizen of the Empire, and you have no right to serve or be loyal to or pray to me, the Emperor. There will be no place for you in the entire galaxy!"

The emperor was in a hurry, so much so that he quickly issued this order after killing a large number of troublemakers.

Whether such an order would damage his authority is no longer a concern. Moreover, given his deeply ingrained faith, which has been worshipped by the human empire for ten thousand years, very few people would harbor any disrespect or disobedience towards him.

Sigh... Although this proportion is "very small" given the population of the human empire, the number of people involved might be in the hundreds of millions.

"Yes...! I will obey your command!"

The Great Sage Caul and the Black Templar Marshal looked at each other, and finally gave in, obeying the leader and showing their obedience. Under the leadership of these prestigious leaders, many people who were still dazed and had not fully reacted followed suit.

"By the Emperor!"

The leader of the Imperial Fist was moved to tears. Their Astartes Legion had been stationed on Terra for many years, and their unconditional piety and loyalty to Terra and the Emperor surpassed that of any other Astartes.

Right now, what the Imperial Fist values ​​most is not Prince Shinji Ikari or the designated Second Emperor named Ultraman Kassadin, but the living, breathing Emperor before them. Just seeing this one is already a great honor for all the Astartes of the Imperial Fist.

The award has been given.

"Please allow me to send a signal to all star systems, so that they may come to pay homage to your magnificent figure. Every loyalist longs to see you!"

There's no need for that.

The Emperor's psychic power spoke, "The changes that have occurred here are too great for the Chaos Gods to contain. Fleets from many worlds are now heading here."

"I do need you to send messages outwards, but what you need to do is send them back. If they abandon the planets they are defending and sail over just to see my face, that would be a betrayal and disloyalty to my empire!"

Upon hearing this, all the members of Imperial Fist were instantly moved to tears. Look, this is the Emperor they are protecting. Although he would kill his own people for the sake of the Xenomorphs, he truly loves all humans. Greatness needs no further explanation!

Those who just died dared to talk back to the great emperor; they deserved to die!

The Emperor continued his micromanagement: "All fleets, proceed to Cardia for rest and refitting."

He just wanted to get rid of all these humans as quickly as possible so he could turn around and explain things to Kassadin. Every second he delayed made him anxious and extremely uncomfortable, terrified that he would see Kassadin's eyes filled with utter disappointment and despair towards the empire and humanity, a look so intense he no longer wanted to save them.

"His Majesty!"

But the stubborn Chapter Masters of the Space Wolves, the Steel Hands, the Dark Angels, the Imperial Fist, and the other highest-ranking Astartes, including Titus, refused to let it end there; they spoke almost simultaneously.

What they wanted to say was exactly the same thing: the whereabouts of their original genetic material, and whether there was any possibility of its return or revival.

The Emperor's veins bulged: "I say, all fleets, all personnel, immediately proceed to Cardia for rest and reorganization!"

He was indeed aware of the situation of the loyal Primarchs, but he had neither the time nor the inclination to discuss it. Compared to Ultraman, the Primarchs were not entirely worthless, but the difference in their value was still quite obvious.

"...Yes. Midnight."

Although it was frustrating, Titus and the others were not the extreme, fanatical inquisitors they had just encountered. Since the Emperor had reiterated the order, if they wanted to know the whereabouts and fate of their Primarchs, they could only follow the orders first.

Titus and Sergeant Sevis, who had become Shinji Ikari's personal guard at the place where the Fist of the Machines first appeared, also reluctantly shifted their gaze from the magnificent Emperor to Unit-01, which was being treated by Caesar, and Shinji Ikari inside Unit-01.

As the royal guard, they long to be with the Primarch, but it's clear that this is impossible; Prince Shinji Ikari will be with the Emperor and Ultraman Kassadin.

The entire fleet that survived sailed into Cardia with a mixture of satisfaction, regret, and sorrow, looking back every few steps.

"Now, you should tell me everything."

Behind the Emperor, Kassadin, who had been silently observing Neos's actions while simultaneously using Ultra Power to treat Shinji's severe overload, finally spoke.

Upon hearing this, the emperor paused, then turned around abruptly, his face filled with astonishment: "You... you received such treatment, aren't you angry or disappointed?"

Although Kasa's tone was somewhat negative, it was far better than he had expected, at least ten times better.

“I’m angry, and I’m disappointed, Neos.”

Kasa stared at Neos, speaking slowly and deliberately, his aura and presence so solemn that it was almost unprecedented.

He was indeed angry, but Neos missed the point. He wasn't angry that he had been attacked, but rather that if he was treated this way simply because of his so-called alien identity, then how were the other races in this universe treated by the Imperial humans?

Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine and filled him with immense anger.

He was indeed disappointed, but not because he, as a savior, was repaid with ingratitude. Rather, he was disappointed that so many humans had died as the Ultra Bell tolled. He could hardly imagine how horribly the human race in the entire galaxy had degenerated!

But, despite being angry and disappointed.

However, as a giant of light and a member of the Space Guard, he did not want to make arbitrary judgments and rulings based on this.

Before that, he wanted to gain a comprehensive and thorough understanding of the entire universe, including the development of the human race here from ancient times to the present, before making any arrangements.

Even if after reviewing all the information it is found that they are still utterly wicked and unforgivable, then killing them at that time would at least be based on the fair premise of full knowledge and no misjudgment.

"..."

The emperor remained silent for a moment.

He was a petty person and had been living in a cesspool for too long. Even though he had watched tokusatsu dramas, when the real Ultraman came here, he realized that he had underestimated him.

He underestimated the concepts of what a giant of light and Ultraman are.

Fortunately, this is something to be thankful for.

"If you want to understand things from the very beginning of the first life in this universe, then I think my understanding and knowledge of these things cannot compare to theirs."

The emperor wasted no more time and put

His gaze fell upon Tarasin, the Endless One, the space death overlord of the planet Kadia, and Evelynn, the commander of the Aedalin Death Army, and the clowns of the clown troupe. (Hunter)

None of the latter were not utterly stunned, because the various mutations that occurred in Cardia were not only incredibly shocking to humans, but even more so to these aliens.

When the emperor's gaze fell upon them, the three forces suddenly realized what was happening and hastily tried to flee.

Without a word, the Emperor used his psionic power to scoop all three of them up from the planet Cadia and bring them into space.

Although the Endless One Talazin, the commander of the Death Legion Evelynn, and the clowns who directly serve the Laughing God Sigucci are all formidable figures and are among the most powerful beings in the Warhammer universe, they are still powerless against the Emperor, one of the Chaos Gods.

In this universe, unless you reach the level of the Chaos Gods, no matter how powerful you are, it's useless. No matter how flashy your abilities, there are only two levels: one is a chess player at the level of the Chaos Gods, and the other is a chess piece below the level of the Chaos Gods.

"Homage to you, great Star God!"

Realizing she could not resist, the Death Army Commander Evelynn, trembling and stiff, dared not cause any trouble and immediately bowed respectfully to Kassadin: "I also pay my respects to your chosen one, your direct god, this Prince Unit-01."

In the eyes of the Eldar, every Primarch is a young god, let alone someone like Shinji Ikari who can take on six Primarchs at once.

As for why we paid tribute to Ultraman Kassadin first, instead of to the Emperor who is a god of chaos?

That's because even newborn Spirit Race infants know that this emperor isn't at the level of a Chaos God at all, but rather one of the Chaos Gods.

For humans, there are four Chaos Gods, while for other races, there have always been five Chaos Gods over the past ten thousand years.

This typical human supremacist, if it weren't for the Star God named Ultraman Kassadin present, Evelynn had no doubt that the moment she appeared, she would have been captured by the Human Emperor to help revive the Primarch Guilliman, and then she would have been useless, crushed to death by his hand. 8

The clowns, on the other hand, don't speak properly. Even when facing three gods, they remain stubborn and insist on expressing themselves through theatrical dance.

As for Taracin, it was the first to calm down; it had seen far more storms than Evelynn.

"Star God? I don't think so. Star God doesn't look like that, nor can it communicate calmly like this, and it doesn't covet so many souls. More importantly, Star God can't access the power of the Warp. Star God can't even enter the Warp."

With a touch of humor, Tarachin started by taking a jab at the Eldar, their former mortal enemy, before respectfully saying, "I salute you, Lord Ultraman, who is different from the Chaos Gods, different from the Star Gods, and not even an Ancient Saint of the third type of True God."

As for emperors?

Oh God, let's just skip over this anthropocentric chaotic god.

“No need to call me sir.” Kassa looked at the clowns dancing and gesturing. “What are you doing?”

"Sir, this is a unique way of expressing yourself in the clown troupe. You don't really need to pay attention to them. Anyway, I know most of what they know. Just ask me whatever you want to know."

Tarasin said, "It is my honor to serve a strong person like you. Of course, it would be even better if you could give me some unique collectibles in return for helping me answer your questions."