Xi looked at the crowd around him who were kneeling madly, and couldn't help but sigh at the powerful attraction emanating from the emperor.

"No! It's still normal! It's not even raised, just like at Barbarus's."

The Emperor responded, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of barely perceptible disgust flashing in his eyes.

Being worshipped so madly was not the feeling he expected, but he had to unleash his innate unique charm.

Because experience tells him that doing so will always make it easier to recruit the Primarch and save a lot of unnecessary arguments. In this universe full of variables, efficiency and results are often crucial.

"...I have a very strange feeling. I feel like Number Seventeen might be spoiled."

Xi's voice, with a hint of worry, broke the brief silence.

She expressed the ominous premonition deep in her heart.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor nodded slightly, and a hint of solemnity appeared in the eyes of the Lord of Mankind.

He also had deep concerns about Primarch No. 17.

On this land chosen by fate, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn and heated.

The Emperor's arrival was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. At this moment, the arrival of another key figure made the situation even more turbulent.

In the distance, a figure came rushing like lightning, so fast that it caused a whistling sound in the wind.

It was none other than the Primarch Lorgar, a figure radiating a unique aura that stood out against the desolate landscape. As Lorgar ran at full speed, his clothing rustled in the wind.

His eyes burned with a fiery light, which was a deep desire and admiration for the Father God Emperor.

As the distance got closer, Luo Jia finally saw the emperor's majestic and sacred figure clearly.

The Primarch's eyes were instantly filled with tears of excitement, and his pace involuntarily quickened, as if he was chasing the most precious light in his life.

As he was about to approach the Emperor, Lorgar opened his arms, as if to give the Father the warmest and most sincere hug.

The Emperor also saw Luo Jia rushing towards him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

On the one hand, the Emperor had a bit of social anxiety in his character, and facing such a warm welcome, he couldn't help feeling nervous and uncomfortable; on the other hand, he was full of anticipation for the reunion with the Primarch. After all, Lorgar was an important force that he had devoted his efforts to cultivating.

However, just when everyone thought that Luojia would embrace the Emperor, a dramatic scene occurred.

Lorgar came to a sudden stop before the Emperor's feet, and with a dull thud he prostrated himself on the ground.

The Primarch's body was pressed against the ground, his forehead buried deep in the dust, his hands spread out, showing an extreme posture of submission.

At this moment, Luo Jia was like a devout believer who finally saw the god he had been longing for. Every move and every detail of his was filled with endless awe and respect.

The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone was deeply shocked by this scene.

The puppet stood quietly behind the Emperor, with a hint of surprise, thought, and gloating in its eyes; the Guards remained as upright as steel, their eyes scanning back and forth between the Emperor and Lorgar, alert to everything around them; and the already fanatical emotions of the Colchis people were pushed to a higher peak at this moment.

They prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting deafeningly, as if declaring their loyalty and faith to the Emperor to the entire universe.

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Chapter 190 Emperor: I am not a God

"Father God, look, this is the statue I built for you." Luo Jia's face was full of piety, with fanatical light flashing in his eyes, and he pointed his finger at the tall stone statue in front of him.

The stone statue was carved so vividly that every line and every detail seemed to express infinite admiration for the emperor.

Its tall body reached the sky, casting a huge shadow under the sky of Colchis.

"I am not a god." The Emperor's voice was cold and firm. He responded almost the moment Luo Jia finished speaking.

At this moment, he looked at Luo Jia in front of him, and an indescribable disgust and irritation surged in his heart.

He was deeply disappointed by the actions of Lorgar, the Primarch No. 17, whom he had placed great hopes on.

In the Emperor's heart, all his efforts were to lead mankind towards light and build a strong and rational empire, rather than being blindly worshipped as a god.

Luo Jia's behavior was undoubtedly a denial of the ideals he upheld. It was taken for granted that his struggles and great achievements were simply attributed to the gods, which made the Emperor extremely angry.

"Yes, Father."

Lorgar seemed unaware of the Emperor's displeasure, and immediately agreed with a respectful expression. There was a note of unquestionable obedience in his voice, as if he would accept whatever the Emperor said without hesitation.

"Hahahaha", the puppet hid behind the emperor, her petite body was completely obscured by the emperor's broad figure and the golden light emanating from his body.

At this moment, the puppet's body was shaking violently due to uncontrollable laughter, making bursts of subtle but clearly audible sounds.

Over the long years, she had witnessed the Emperor's glory and majesty countless times, but rarely had she seen the Emperor suffer such a humiliation. This made her feel both novel and amused.

The Emperor keenly caught the laughter, his face darkened slightly, and he quickly turned around.

The broad and powerful arm was like a pair of pliers, accurately grasping the puppet, which was only the size of a mortal.

The Lord of Mankind exerted a little force and lifted the puppet in front of him. Facing Lorjia, he said, "She is your mother. You should call her the Mother Goddess and build a temple for her."

The Emperor thought to himself that since Lorgar was so keen on deifying people, he would let him have a taste of the "feeling" of being overly respected, as a small revenge, so that both of them could be "victimized" together.

When Luo Jia heard this, his eyes were immediately filled with doubt.

He looked the puppet up and down, the doubt in his eyes growing stronger.

His eyes were filled with disappointment, he did feel the blood connection.

In his perception, the Mother Goddess should be an existence with supreme power and immense majesty, just like an emperor. However, it was difficult to associate this seemingly weak puppet in front of him with the image of the Mother Goddess in his mind.

Seeing this, the puppet immediately waved his hands in panic and said anxiously, "I don't have the power of the Emperor. I am very weak. I can only rely on the puppet to navigate the stars. My body is still on Terra. I don't deserve the Earth's treatment like this."

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in her voice, trying to make Luo Jia understand her true situation and avoid being caught up in this embarrassing "deification" farce.

Luo Jia nodded, as if agreeing with her mother's words: "Indeed, mother is so weak that she should not own a temple."

There was no hesitation in the Primarch's tone, as if this was an obvious fact.

When the Emperor and the Puppet heard this, they were both stunned.

At this moment, the original body Namu Qiang's true nature was exposed without reservation.

Luo Jia didn't even realize that he was saying this in front of his mother.

In his subconscious, strength and majesty are the standards for measuring everything, and this blind respect for strength has been deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul and has become the criterion for his behavior and judgment.

At that moment, the emperor's anger surged into his heart like a raging tide, and the aura around him was shaken, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

But at this moment, Xi stopped him in time, and conveyed a soothing message with her eyes and subtle movements, asking the emperor to be patient for a while.

"Father, can you please come with me to inspect Colchis? Just like a god descending to look upon the planet of your believers."

Lorgar's voice was filled with humility and reverence as he prostrated himself before the Emperor once more, his body pressed against the ground, as if this would bring him closer to the god in his heart.

At this moment, he was extremely humble, and every word he spoke seemed to come from the depths of his soul, filled with respect and longing for the Emperor.

The Emperor clutched his head in pain, feeling a wave of annoyance. He emphasized again, his voice filled with helplessness and fatigue: "I am not a god."

In his opinion, he was just a leader who led mankind forward, not a god to be blindly worshipped. Luo Jia's behavior and words troubled him deeply.

The Primarch, who was now in close contact with the land, spoke muffledly from the ground: "Yes, then could you please take a look at the system you have established?"

Although Luo Jia responded verbally, his words unconsciously revealed his deification of the Emperor. His understanding of the Emperor had been distorted by his fanatical belief.

"Okay." The emperor's tongue and teeth moved subconsciously, his heart was conflicted, but he finally agreed.

The Lord of Mankind understood that refusal might cause more trouble, so it would be better to go along with Luo Jia for the time being and see what he really wanted to do.

Hearing the emperor's consent, Luo Jia was overjoyed. His body, which was originally lying on the ground, jumped up like a spring, and his face was filled with irrepressible excitement.

There was a gleam in the Primarch's eyes, as if he had received the most precious gift in the world.

Xi couldn't help laughing again.

She could see the face of the Emperor in his true form.

The Emperor's face was an exact replica of Lorgar's.

But at this moment, Luo Jia's face was covered with traces of mantras and a lot of dust, making him look a little disheveled.

Xi sighed inwardly, he couldn't imagine that the Primarch who looked just like the Emperor was actually against the Emperor's ideals in every way. Nothing in the world could be more absurd than this.

"Father God, over there is the church where we pray for you." Luo Jia said as he excitedly pointed to the solemn and majestic church on the side of the road.

The church has a unique architectural style, with a spire towering into the clouds and exquisite carvings on the walls, all of which demonstrate respect for the emperor.

The Emperor walked quietly beside him with a solemn expression, while the puppet stayed obediently on the other side of the Emperor, with a smile on his face that never faded, as if he was watching an amusing farce.

The guards in golden armor stood in uniform guarding the surroundings like statues. Their eyes were firm, and they were always alert to any possible threats.

"Well, and Luojia, I am not a god." The emperor's expression was numb. He repeated these words countless times, but it seemed to have no effect on Luojia.

However, Lorjia continued to go his own way, completely immersed in his own world: "Father God, I plan to build a perfect city for you. A city that will match your supreme glory and be admired by the entire universe."

There was a fanatical light in the Primarch's eyes, as if the imaginary city was already standing before him.

Upon hearing this, the emperor fell silent.

At this moment, he didn't want to talk anymore. Luo Jia's stubbornness made him feel powerless, and any more explanations seemed to be in vain.

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Chapter 191 Heading to Chogris

In the vast and mysterious land of Colchis, sunlight shines down but fails to dispel the complex emotions that permeate the air.

The Emperor's figure seemed a little hasty under the gaze of his devout believers, who were filled with reluctance and attachment.

The Lord of Mankind's steps were no longer as steady and firm as before. Every step was a bit flustered, as if an indescribable fear was chasing him from behind, as if he was eager to escape from the situation that was about to get out of control.

Finally, the Emperor arrived in front of his vehicle, the Emperor's Dream, which symbolized supreme majesty and power.

This interstellar vehicle exudes a cold metallic luster, and its smooth lines outline a technological beauty that transcends its time. Under the sunlight, it reflects a cold and dazzling light.

The puppet was grinning with an exaggerated mouth and following closely behind the emperor.

"Haha, hahaha! I'm dying of laughter, hahaha, my carefully crafted puppet jaw is about to fall off from laughing."

That laughter was hidden in the air, heard only by the Emperor.

Xi thought that Luo Jia was a Primarch created by the Emperor specifically to fight against Chaos, but imagination and reality are always the opposite.

And this Primarch Lorgar forced the almighty and omnipotent Emperor into such an embarrassing situation.

"Set off immediately and leave here." The emperor's voice was low and rapid, with unquestionable majesty.

As the order was given, the engine of the Emperor's Dream started instantly, emitting a deafening roar.

Powerful energy fluctuations stirred up layers of ripples in the surrounding air. Amidst flashes of light, the Emperor's Dream slowly rose into the air, gradually accelerating, and rushed towards the depths of the vast universe.

In this way, the Emperor's Dream became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the skyline of Colchis.

Only the believers on this land were left, standing for a long time, looking at the empty sky in endless confusion and loss.

The Emperor's Dream successfully flew away from Colchis.

The familiar outline of the planet gradually shrank in the field of vision and turned into a distant point of light.

The emperor's tense nerves finally relaxed. He leaned back slightly on the chair that symbolized supreme power and took a long breath, as if to let out all the thrill and fatigue he had just felt.

Then he slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the smiling puppet beside him.

"Can you please stop laughing? Are you happy that Lorga has become like this?"

The emperor spoke, his voice without any complaints or displeasure, more like the helpless admonition of an old friend, hoping that the other party's laughter would be quieter and not disturb this rare peace.

"I don't want to, but the Emperor who has changed the course of human history is now being tortured like this by a mere Primarch."

As the puppet spoke, even though there was a hint of sarcasm in his words, his laughter did not stop, as if everything in the world was nothing but a farce in his eyes.

The Emperor looked calm, shook his head slightly, and said softly:

"But you know, he didn't live up to my expectations. His so-called faith is essentially just a matter of strength. He worships and believes in whoever is stronger than him."

In his words, the Emperor revealed Lorgar's true nature. At his level, beings like Lorgar were already thoroughly understood, their actions and nature difficult to escape his scrutiny.

"But you didn't destroy him, did you?" Xi controlled the puppet and finally put away his exaggerated smile.

She knew in her heart that no matter how the Primarchs behaved, as long as they adhered to certain behaviors, they would have value in the eyes of the Emperor, and the Emperor would never easily give up any useful pawn or offspring.

Under the Emperor's slightly dim gaze, Xi continued:

"Whether Lorgar believes in you or upholds the Imperial Truth, it makes no essential difference to you."

"After all, you've gone through so much on the road of exploring faith and God, like the role of Jesus you once played, as well as many other identities and experiences."

"In your eyes, all of this is just a back-up plan. So even if Luo Jia acts like this, you still tolerate him. You are simply treating him as another part of your back-up plan."

The puppet paced slowly around the Emperor, its movements mechanical.

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