Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

"Alas, in this era, I still uphold the Imperial Truth. As long as the Webway is built and all humans believe in the Imperial Truth, Chaos will not be able to drag us into endless war."

The Emperor's tone was filled with hope and determination. "As you said, the faith practiced by Lorgar is indeed just one of the backup plans I have."

Then the Emperor's expression dimmed slightly. It was obvious that he was tired of the topic they had just talked about, about Lorgar and those complicated plans and beliefs, and did not want to continue to dwell on it.

The Lord of Humanity coughed lightly, then subtly changed the subject. He glanced at the coordinates of the flashing star on the star map and said calmly, "The Emperor's Dream will head for Chogoris. Number Five is there."

That tone of voice made it seem as if the existence of Number Five could provide a glimmer of relief for the many worries in his heart.

"Well, well, what I want to tell you, Emperor, is that Number Five might be more troublesome than we thought."

Xi manipulated the puppet, its once nimble movements now slowed slightly by the solemn words. "I remember you designed it to be an eye that sees through the truth. This means it's farsighted, unlike Lorgar who's foolish."

As he spoke, Xi's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the laboratory, and the scene when the Emperor introduced Number Five emerged clearly.

The lights in the laboratory were pale, and various precision instruments were flashing cold light. The Emperor's voice echoed in the empty room, telling about the special settings and mission of Number Five. But now, these settings have become the source of Xi's worry.

"Yes, I am looking forward to meeting him now." A different light flashed in the emperor's eyes. It was an expectation for unknown challenges and also a recognition of No. 5's ability.

In his opinion, the existence of No. 5 might bring a new turn for his grand plan.

"...Have you ever considered that he could see through our little tricks and refuse to join the Empire?"

Xi felt that with Number Five's ability, if Number Five really saw through the complicated plans behind the Emperor, with his foresight, he would most likely refuse to become a pawn on the Emperor's chessboard.

“…” Upon hearing this, the Emperor fell silent.

He frowned slightly, his eyes wandering a little, as if he was rapidly thinking of various possible responses in his mind.

After a long time, the Lord of Mankind whispered, "That shouldn't be the case, right?" Even he himself sounded a little uncertain in his tone, more like he was comforting himself.

"You really haven't thought about it?" Xi widened his eyes, his face full of shock.

The puppet's body also swayed slightly due to Xi's emotional fluctuations, as if it was also uneasy about the upcoming unknown.

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Chapter 192 Chagatai: My parents whose feelings are written on their faces

After crossing the boundless cosmic void, the Emperor's Dream finally landed steadily in Chogoris.

Looking around, there is a vast grassland. When the breeze blows, the lush green grass undulates like green waves, and the air is filled with a fresh scent mixed with soil and grass.

Emperor and Xi arrived here quietly. In order not to attract attention, they disguised themselves as local herdsmen.

The emperor was dressed in plain coarse linen clothes and held a wooden stick in his hand to herd sheep. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary herdsman.

Xi Ze followed behind the emperor, his puppet eyes rolling around, curiously looking at everything around him.

"Can you do this?" Xi asked with doubt, a hint of suspicion in his voice.

"That's for sure." The Emperor confidently promised, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination.

"As long as Number Five passes by here, he'll definitely know we're coming."

In the Emperor's imagination, as the Primarch, Number Five must have a special sense of his breath. As long as he is here, Number Five cannot fail to notice it.

"And then, as the Primarch, the ruler of this planet, he kneels before you and calls you father? And then he begs you to agree to let him join the Empire, and then you let him lead his legion to fight the aliens."

Xi continued, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

She knew the emperor's style of doing things too well. After all, this was the imagination of a otaku, and most of them followed the same routine.

"How do you know?" the emperor asked in confusion, with a hint of surprise on his face.

In his mind, his plan had always been flawless, but he didn't expect that Xi would see through it in one sentence.

"Your old trick still works now!" Xi couldn't help laughing, and the puppet's body trembled slightly.

In her opinion, these methods of the emperor are outdated and would be unlikely to be effective if used now.

"You don't understand. The trick doesn't matter how old it is, but how useful it is." The emperor disagreed and still insisted on his own idea.

The Lord of Mankind firmly believed that no matter how special the Fifth Primarch was, he could not escape his control.

After saying that, he motioned Xi to follow him, and the two of them stood quietly by the roadside, waiting for Number Five to appear.

Finally, Chagatai, the fifth Primarch, rode past them on a sturdy horse.

However, to the emperor's surprise, Chagatai walked straight ahead as if he didn't see them, ignoring them completely.

"Look! Even if you know his whereabouts, he won't be like you imagined when he's standing at the intersection. Why have you always been such a nerd who always loves to imagine?"

Xi complained mercilessly, and the puppet's mouth opened and closed, as if mocking the emperor's naivety.

"He must not have seen it. Let's try again." The emperor did not give up and still stubbornly believed that Chagatai did not notice them.

So the two waited on the roadside for a long time, but the result was still failure.

"Can't you just open your mouth? How did Mortarion join the Empire?" Xi couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help asking.

She felt that the emperor's current approach was too rigid. There were obviously more direct methods, but he insisted on waiting and waiting.

"I was standing there at the time, and after I helped him defeat the Alien King, I told him I was his father. Mortarion then knelt down and called me father."

The Emperor spoke frankly, a hint of pride on his face as he recalled the moment he subdued Mortarion.

"...This is so abstract." Xi sighed, his face full of helplessness.

She really couldn't understand why the emperor wasn't dead yet?

No, I should say why haven't the four major groups in the subspace united to kill him?

……

On the vast grassland of Chogoris, the wind, like a tireless singer, sings ancient and distant melodies, blowing through the lush green grass and raising layers of green waves.

Chagatai, the Primarch honored as the "Eagle of Chogoris", was riding a vigorous horse, galloping freely across the wilderness he loved so much.

Even though he has long dominated this planet and possesses supreme power and glory, running freely on this vast grassland is still the most difficult love to give up in his heart.

Today, the sun is still shining brightly, shining on the grassland, giving everything a golden glow.

Chagatai rode his horse at full speed as usual, enjoying the pleasure of the wind whistling in his ears.

However, on his way forward, two figures suddenly appeared - to be precise, a person and a doll.

The moment he saw them for the first time, Chagatai felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in his heart. He keenly realized that these two people were inextricably linked to him and were his parents.

But Chagatai did not recognize him immediately.

Chogorius's eagle pulled the reins, the horse neighed, raised its front hooves high, and then landed steadily.

The Primarch's gaze was fixed on the two people in front of him, with a complicated expression.

The man, dressed in coarse linen, could not hide the golden light emanating from his body. Even if he tried his best to disguise himself as an ordinary herdsman, he could not conceal the arrogance and ambition in his bones.

Chagatai saw that this man regarded everyone as a tool to achieve his great cause.

In his eyes, everything in the galaxy, whether it is humans, his partner, or his mother, are just pawns that can be sacrificed at will.

Just to realize his grand yet destructive plan, even the Primarchs themselves were no exception.

And that puppet, although seemingly harmless, seems to be hiding endless secrets.

Chagatai's gaze fell on the puppet. He seemed to see Xi, who was controlling everything behind the scenes, through the wooden shell.

In his perception, Xi controls the fate of countless galaxies and holds the power of life and death in his hands.

The being behind the scenes only had power, desire, slavery and hatred in her eyes. Everyone was like a puppet in her eyes, allowing her to manipulate them at will. Even her "father" was just a chess piece on her chessboard.

This realization filled Chagatai with vigilance and resistance.

He was unwilling to be involved in such a complicated and dark chess game and become a tool in their hands.

So, after a brief eye contact, Chagatai pretended nothing had happened, shook the reins lightly, and the horse started to stride again, galloping towards the distance, as if it had never seen the two people.

Afterwards, the Emperor and Xi seemed unwilling to give up, and pretended to meet by chance and appeared in front of Chagatai.

But Chagatai remained unmoved. He looked at them quietly with an indifferent look in his eyes, then turned and left again.

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Chapter 193 The Socially Terrorist Emperor Ruined My Youth

According to the Emperor's plan, they had "accidentally" encountered Chagatai several times in various corners of Chogoris.

Each time, Chagatai ignored them and walked straight past them without any intention of stopping to communicate.

Finally, Xi's long-accumulated anger broke out completely.

She manipulated the puppet and angrily rebuked the emperor in front of her, who, despite wearing coarse linen clothes, still exuded a golden aura of nobility:

"Can't you just go over and tell him directly? Why do you have to be so fussy here?"

"Is it because I didn't pick you up back then that you can't even ask for food and have to steal from others?"

"If you want Chagatai to submit to you, you should show respect and humility instead of pretending to meet him by chance at every intersection!"

The puppet's mouth opened and closed rapidly, and every word was like an angry bullet, shooting towards the emperor.

She was really fed up. Every time she failed, she asked the Emperor to try a different approach, but the Emperor was determined to stick to this stupid chance encounter plan.

“…” The emperor blinked, without a trace of shame on his face.

After all, this was not the first or second time that Xi scolded him. When he was a child, he even cried when he was scolded the most harshly. Now he has become accustomed to it and has become thick-skinned enough.

Finally, the Emperor ended his silence and said, "Then you should go and talk. I'll just stand there. Is that okay?"

His tone was full of cautious negotiation, as if he was making a perfectly reasonable request.

Xi was almost suffocated by this sentence, and then asked loudly:

"If I don't go and negotiate with Chagatai, do we have to keep pretending to run into each other here? Wait until Chagatai takes the initiative to contact us? And then, with your socially anxious personality, you can make him willingly surrender with just a few words? Is that right?"

The Emperor actually nodded seriously, responding as if it was a matter of course: "Well, after all, the other Primarchs were recovered in the same way."

Xi suddenly felt powerless. She held her forehead and said regretfully, "God damn it, why did I save an abstract thing like you back then? You should have drowned in the river!"

The Emperor was displeased when he heard this and began to refute it, even gesturing with his hands to try to prove how shallow the river was when Xi picked him up:

"But that's impossible. The river couldn't drown me. It wasn't even up to my ankles. I just fainted from hunger."

"Shut up!" Xi couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily. His voice echoed in the empty grassland and startled a flock of flying birds.

Xi looked back at the times when the Emperor came to subdue the Primarchs, and the scenes were always strikingly similar.

Whenever the Emperor appears, he first activates his super invincible succubus domain, which is instantly filled with dazzling light and full of aura.

Then, he descended from the sky, carrying an innate majesty and mystery, relying on the blood bond between him and the Primarch, and walked straight towards the Primarch, uttering the almost unchanging line: "I am your father."

The amazing thing is that with just this simple sentence, many Primarchs were subdued, as if they were cast by magic.

Such a simple and crude way of capturing is even easier than capturing Pokémon.

It is no wonder that Sanguinius mercilessly called him a tyrant. After all, the Emperor seemed to be unable to say anything other than "I am your father". Even if he spoke, he often said the wrong thing and could not even express himself in a tactful or roundabout way.

Of the Primarchs, Horus, Leman Russ, Ferrus, Jonson, and Rogal Dorn proved the most loyal.

Horus holds a special place in the Emperor's heart. The Emperor even regards him as Bai Yueguang's substitute, so he naturally spends a lot of effort to cultivate and get close to him.

In front of Horus, the Emperor completely lost his usual social anxiety and it was extremely natural for them to get along with each other.

Leman Russ, as the sharpest "Jinyiwei" in the hands of the Lord of Mankind, loyalty is his creed. He obeys the Emperor's orders and executes them without hesitation. He is one of the Emperor's most trusted military executors.

Ferrus' homeworld holds Dark weapons left over from the Golden Age, vital to the Emperor's grand plan.

So the Emperor would naturally take Ferrus seriously and try to bring him under his wing and use him for his own purposes.

Zhuang Sen is like the Emperor's black glove, silently carrying out various secret tasks assigned by the Emperor. He does whatever the Emperor says without asking for reasons. He is the Emperor's most capable secret helper.

Rogal Dorn is as straightforward as a stone. He speaks his mind and never hides anything.

Moreover, he and the emperor have the same hobbies, and the two get along very well in some aspects, so the emperor also likes him very much and looks at him differently.

In comparison, the other Primarchs seemed somewhat "pitiful", as if they were picked up by the Emperor at random.

They did not receive the same special care from the Emperor as he did to the aforementioned Primarchs. In the Emperor's grand blueprint, they seemed to be merely generals of the Great Crusade, without being given much emotion.

After carefully pondering these details, Xi finally gained a more comprehensive and profound understanding of the complex and subtle relationships between the Emperor and the other Primarchs.

This guy is abstract to the extreme.

……

On the Chogoris grassland, the wind whistled past like wild beasts, running freely through the lush grass.

Chagatai, the Primarch honored as the "Eagle of Chogoris", was riding his vigorous horse and galloping across the grassland.