Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

"and many more."

Ol Persson suddenly stopped again.

"What's wrong again?" This time Xi was really impatient. He looked at Ol Persson and thought to himself that this guy's Alzheimer's disease seemed to be really serious and he could be so stupid.

"I suddenly remembered that my door was still unlocked."

"Forget about the door! What do you have in your house? What do you want? Just tell me when you get there, and I'll make it exactly the same for you."

Xi thought it was no big deal and couldn't help but sneer.

In her opinion, she didn't expect these immortals to have so many problems as they got older, but fortunately, they didn't have as many problems as the Emperor.

"Your replica is different."

Ol Persson retorted stubbornly.

"Different? As long as you can draw the appearance, I can replicate it for you exactly."

Xi made a promise to him directly, trying to dispel Ol Persson's concerns.

"There's that smell, that feeling you can't replicate."

"..." Xi was speechless for a moment and had nothing to say. He felt speechless and didn't know what to do with this stubborn old man.

Xi took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the irritation surging in his heart.

She forced a smile and tried to convince Ol Persson from another angle: "Ol, think about it, that door is just an object. When you get to the new place, you will have a brand new life and a brand new environment, which will be many times better than your old house.

That smell and feeling might be because the house hasn't been cleaned for a long time. When the time comes, I'll arrange a better place for you to live, which will definitely be better than now."

Ol Persson frowned, his eyes full of confusion. "But that's where I've lived for a long time. Everything here holds my memories. I can't just change it."

Xi had a new evaluation of the guy in front of her, thinking that he was messing with her mentality, but she still said patiently, "Memories won't disappear just because you move to a new place. You can keep them in your heart. And a new place can also create more beautiful memories. Don't worry about that door anymore. We don't have much time."

Ol Persson lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said stubbornly, "But I still feel uneasy. I'll go back and lock the door, and then we can go."

Xi almost lost her temper, but she knew she couldn't let things get sour now. She couldn't use Orr as leverage to force the Emperor to continue with his plan, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, alright. Go quickly and come back soon. I'll be waiting here. But you better hurry up and don't dawdle."

After saying that, Xi helplessly watched Ol Persson turn around and walk back, silently praying in his heart that this guy would not cause any more trouble.

……

In Ultramar, at Guilliman's magnificent palace, Robert and his adopted mother, Talasha Jotun, were waiting for some special visitors.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed, and Xi and Or Persson appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Ol Persson wandered around the palace curiously, looking around and said:

"Oh, this looks like a Roman style. What planet did you grab a piece of land on and turn it into a Roman theme park?"

His eyes moved back and forth in this Roman-style palace.

"This is not mine, it is the palace of my son Guilliman," Xi explained.

"Oh, I know him, the overlord who rules 500 worlds. He is such an ambitious man that even though I'm just an old farmer, I've heard of him a long time ago." Ol Persson responded immediately.

Hearing this, Guilliman, who was in charge of reception, couldn't help showing an embarrassed look on his face, while Robert's mother Tarasha Euton couldn't help laughing.

Xi glared at Ol Persson, thinking that this guy was so careless when he spoke, not caring about the occasion.

Then, she turned to look at Robert and Tarasha Euton, put on a smile and said, "I'm really sorry, he's a little confused and his words are not serious. Don't take it to heart."

Robert waved his hand and said with a smile, "That's fine. I've heard that Mr. Ol Persson has a lot of experience and a funny way of speaking, which is quite unique."

Although he said this, there was still a subtle flash of displeasure in his eyes.

Even if my mother's friends have never heard of it, they still have to be polite.

Tarasha Yuton smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Yes, we are all acquaintances, there is no need to be so reserved. Since we are here, just treat it as a family gathering."

The words of Palace Master Zunwu eased the slightly awkward atmosphere a little.

Ol Persson seemed oblivious to the crowd's subtle emotions. He continued to survey the surroundings, muttering, "This palace is magnificent, but compared to some of the ancient buildings I've seen, it lacks some charm."

After these words were spoken, Xi's expression became even more unnatural, and she couldn't help but cough softly.

"Let me introduce you. This is my son Guilliman. Actually, you were once one of his soldiers. The other is his adoptive mother, Talasha Udon, the Honored Palace Master of the 500 Worlds."

Xi hurriedly introduced.

"Hello, hello." Ol Persson immediately nodded with a smile on his face.

But what he said next made Xi's face change suddenly.

"As expected, you two are still the same parents as before. Either you're afraid of trouble or you don't know how to raise a child. I really don't understand. You gave birth to a son but let others help raise him. What's your purpose?"

In an instant, the palace was filled with deathly silence.

Lady Euton gently stroked Guilliman's arm, as if to comfort him.

Guilliman gritted his teeth, suppressing the rage in his heart.

After all, no one wants to hear such words criticizing their parents in front of others.

Seeing this, Xi hurriedly introduced Ol Persson's identity again, trying to resolve the awkward and tense situation.

“Well, let me tell you in detail, he was a legendary figure of our time, even living longer than the Emperor.

In Terra's long history, he has played many important roles in history.

As early as the days of Ancient Terra, the Emperor himself appointed Or Persson, also an Eternal, as Warmaster.

At that time, he was dressed in exquisite pearl-white armor, looking majestic. He led the army to fight wars and conquer cities with the Emperor. He was also the Emperor's closest friend.

However, later on, in front of the Tower of Babel, the two of them had a disagreement over their philosophies and eventually parted ways."

When Or Persson heard the Emperor's name, he curled his lips in disdain.

As Guilliman listened to Xi's story, the anger in his heart gradually subsided.

After all, the person in front of him was indeed an elder with great experience. Especially when he heard that Or Persson had served as a war commander and wore pearl white armor in the past, he couldn't help but feel respect in his heart.

"I brought Ol Persson here in the hope that he could help you, Robert. Your current situation requires the assistance of such an experienced old antique."

Xi said, looking at Guilliman.

Guilliman was moved when he heard this.

His two mothers are really good to him, and he is well aware that he faces challenges in many matters. If he can have the help of such a senior who has gone through countless years and witnessed many changes, it will undoubtedly be a great help.

The Lord of the 500th World looked at Ol Persong with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior. I am deeply grateful. I hope you will be able to teach me in the future."

After looking around for a while, Ol Persson quietly pulled Xi aside and asked in a low voice, "You actually asked me to help your son?"

Xi nodded firmly and said, "Yes! Look at this, it's a great idea. It's both respectable and gives you a lot of power."

Ol Persson frowned, his face showing difficulty, and he whispered his concerns: "I'm really afraid of that Emperor."

Xi patted his chest and said softly, "Don't worry, I promise you, he will never find you."

Although the two men deliberately lowered their voices when talking, Primarch Guilliman's keen senses still allowed him to hear their whispers clearly.

The Palace Master Tarasha Yuton seemed unaware of the whispers between the two.

Guilliman pondered this inwardly as he heard Or Pershon's fear of the Emperor.

He understood the prestige and influence the Emperor had accumulated over the ages, so it was not surprising that Or Persson had such concerns.

Ol Persson still looked hesitant. He looked at Xi and said, "You say it lightly, but the Emperor has great power. If he knew I was here, I would be in trouble."

Xi leaned close to Ol Persson's ear and continued to persuade him in a low voice: "Think about it, Ultramar is so vast, and it has many defenses and secret measures.

There are so many people with the same name and appearance now, and the emperor is busy dealing with many affairs now, so how can he have the energy to take care of this? What is there to worry about?

Besides, with Guilliman and I here, I guarantee you'll be fine."

Guilliman then stepped forward and said to Or Persson with a sincere face: "Senior, I promise you in the name of the Primarch that I will protect you.

In Ultramar, you need not worry about the Emperor's retribution.

Moreover, I really need your experience and wisdom to help me deal with the current complex situation."

The Primarch also knew that this was a special and unique favor given to him by his mother.

The experience of the older generation.

Or Persson looked at Guilliman's determined eyes, thought for a moment, and then said slowly, "Well, for your and Xi's sake, I will stay for now. But if there is any sign of trouble, I will leave immediately."

Xi and Guilliman smiled at each other, and Xi said, "Then it's settled. I believe that with your help, Ultramar will reach new heights."

Tarasha Udon also smiled with relief, knowing that her son had successfully recruited an Eternal who was the same age and seniority as the Emperor.

And he is a former war commander.

It’s self-evident what this means.

……

Xi then left.

"Mr. Orperson, I have a question for you," said Guilliman.

"What's the problem?" Ol Persson responded.

"How did you come into conflict with the Emperor and ultimately become so estranged?"

Ol Persson's expression grew serious as he slowly spoke, "That was because we had different ideologies at the time. Back then, the army occupied a tower containing a secret word of mysterious power.

The Emperor felt that the Dark Word might be able to deal with some potential threats in the future, so he wanted to preserve it.

I think the power of dark words is too strong and full of unknown dangers. Once it gets out of control, it will bring unimaginable consequences.

After weighing the pros and cons, I chose to destroy the tower that held the secret message, and then left."

"...Just because of this?" Guilliman frowned slightly, a hint of surprise unconsciously showing on his face.

Seeing this, Ol Persson said with some displeasure: “Look at your arrogant look, as if to say that you and your father can do anything.

But you have to know that even if your father is an emperor, he will not have everything go smoothly. He will also encounter obstacles here and there and have problems that he cannot handle.

He is not the eternally great, towering, and omnipotent father that you Primarchs imagine him to be."

Ol Persson naturally knew it very well.

After all, the being before him, called the Primarch, was the one that he, the Emperor, and a group of immortal old friends had painstakingly tricked out of the Warp.

Looking back on that period, the thrills and twists and turns are still vivid in my mind.

At that time, in order to achieve their goals, they used various means and took every step very carefully. If there was any mistake, they might be doomed.

And now, looking at Guilliman who was full of reverence for the Emperor but seemed a little ignorant, Or Paysson felt mixed emotions. He didn't even know that his father, the so-called Emperor, was now walking on a tightrope.

If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

Chapter 371: Mother’s Encouragement: Tzeentch believes the Emperor is a liar.

Or Persson looked at Guilliman, struggling for a moment before deciding to reveal a little.

"My child, I understand your reverence for the Emperor. It's a son's admiration for his father. But there are things you don't know. Back then, deceiving those things from the Warp seemed like a great victory, but in reality, it's still dangerous."

Guilliman's eyes were filled with curiosity and confusion. He asked, "Senior, I would like to hear the details. What exactly happened?"

Ol Persson paced slowly, his thoughts drifting back to the past. "The Warp, that is a realm filled with chaos and madness. Any mistake could lead to unimaginable disasters. We formulated an extremely complex plan at the time, and every link could not go wrong. Although the Emperor controlled the overall situation with his extraordinary wisdom and power, the rest of us also had key tasks to fulfill."

"But even with such meticulous care, accidents still occurred frequently. The nature of those beings from the Warp is beyond our comprehension, and they have the ability to distort reality. Several times, we were nearly counterattacked by them, and plunged into an irretrievable situation."

Guilliman listened intently, his expression changing as Or Persson recounted his story, sometimes nervous, sometimes amazed. "And how did it succeed in the end?"

Ol Persson smiled bitterly. "It depends not only on strength and wisdom, but also a bit of luck. The most important thing is to be offline."

Can you believe that even an untrustworthy, immoral, and despicable evil god like Tzeentch thinks the Emperor is a liar?

It is conceivable how low the emperor's bottom line is.

"Of course, we took advantage of the Warp creatures' unique reactions to certain energy fluctuations and cleverly set traps to get what we wanted. But the price we paid was also huge, and many of our companions remained in that chaotic land forever."

Guilliman fell silent, his understanding of the Emperor no longer just that of a great leader.

"So what exactly did you get in the Warp?" Guilliman asked anxiously.

Ol Persson's expression froze, and he said sternly, "I absolutely cannot tell you this, and you must not even attempt to find out. Some things are best controlled by curiosity. Remember, don't ask the Emperor or your mother, the Regent. Unless they take the initiative to speak to you, then completely abandon the idea."

There was an unquestionable look in Or Persson's eyes, warning Guilliman that the secret hidden behind this was far beyond his ability to bear.

Guilliman was slightly startled, and looking at Or Pershon's serious expression, he realized that this matter was of no trivial importance.

Although curiosity was gnawing at him like an insect, he still managed to control himself.