Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

I originally didn't want Sandiles to bear anything from the subspace, I just wanted him to inherit the identity of the seal holder and continue to live.

But the Emperor had other ideas.

"You predicted long ago that you might end up like this one day in the future, and then you turned yourself into a tool to completely overturn the warp."

"And Sandales will serve as the connector of the Well of Eternity in the real universe, thereby avoiding the influence of your ascension on humanity. It will become humanity's Craft World and the new Emperor. For the sake of humanity, you have calculated everything..."

"The gods of the Warp thought that the Well of Eternity in Sandales was the bomb that could threaten their survival, but they will never know that the bomb that could truly threaten their survival could only be you."

Malcador's gaze, hidden in the deepest part of the Sea of Souls, looked towards the other side of the vortex, which was connected to the Well of Eternity in the Warp.

He was glad that he had persuaded the Emperor to take on the responsibility of human destiny, and he was also glad that he was lucky enough to find such a madman to take on the responsibility.

"Ten thousand years of faith have made me unprecedentedly powerful. If one day I must ascend to godhood, I will drag all beings in the Warp into the Well of Eternity and let them be obliterated and devoured, turning them all into food for the human ark world of Sandales."

"They have played this game long enough, and I want to smash the table into pieces and entrust Sandales to start a new game for mankind."

105

Chapter 105: Entering the Inner Courtyard.

(If several actions have been discovered, I will launch a final surprise attack and project the beautiful image of the three rings over Terra! You will be powerless to stop it!)

When Sandales, Guilliman and others stepped off the Thunderhawk transport plane, Grand Marshal Trajan had already been waiting in front of the palace gate with his team for a long time. He only felt relieved after seeing the three Primarchs with his own eyes.

The Primarch of the Ultramarines remained the same, having spent ten thousand years in stasis, so time had not altered Guilliman's appearance.

But the Archangel and the Midnight Haunter gave him a slightly different feeling. The Primarch of the Night Lord had become a little old due to the passage of time, while the Archangel gave him the feeling of a different person.

Perhaps ordinary people cannot tell the difference between archangels, but I dare to guarantee in the name of the Marshal of the Imperial Guard that the person in front of me is definitely not the archangel himself.

No matter how much they looked alike, he could never be an archangel.

"You are sure no one else will enter the palace, right?"

Trajan was looking at Guilliman for details, but the Lord of Ultramar did not reveal the inside story as he wished.

"We are sure that no one else will enter the palace. There is no need to worry."

Guilliman certainly understood what Trajan was asking, as the other party's eyes were so easy to read. But no matter how easy it was to understand, he could not tell him about Sandales in front of so many guards.

Not to mention that there are definitely some suicidal guys doing things that they shouldn't be doing at this time.

These Primarchs had already sensed from the vibrations in the ground that there were Guards arresting people in nearby buildings, and these daring fellows actually thought of eavesdropping on the Primarchs.

"I understand. Let's go into the inner courtyard of the palace first. The situation in Terra is very bad, and the Astronomican is in poor condition as well."

After turning around, Trajan swung his right hand fiercely, and then screams came from the building. Although the sound was extremely small, the Primarch and the Imperial Guards could still hear it.

In response to this, Koz's face was full of disdainful smile. This group of imperial guards had been guarding the palace for a full ten thousand years and had never thought of going out.

Even so, allowing those aristocratic maggots to live in the outer areas of the palace is simply an insult to the name of the Imperial Guards.

As the Imperial Guard, they should at least go out and govern other planets, so that the empire would not have become what it is today.

And they actually stayed in the palace for ten thousand years using the so-called shame as an excuse. If the emperor could speak, they, the imperial guards, would be the first to be scolded.

"What's that expression on your face?"

"I don't have any expression. I just think you're a little ridiculous. Not even as good as Waldo back then."

"You have no right to say that. You also sneaked into the palace before."

Thinking of his past achievements, the smile on Koz's face became even more disdainful.

Trajan still had the nerve to say that when he sneaked into the palace in the 36th millennium, the imperial guards didn't even notice him.

During the Great Crusade, he even had a competition with Corax to see who could sneak into the palace faster, and the guards still didn't notice.

After following Trajan into the gate of the inner courtyard of the palace, Guilliman immediately untied the shackles that bound Curze's hands, and the Royal Guards and Trajan seemed to have known that Guilliman would do this.

"Are you not surprised? A loyal Primarch unshackles a traitorous Primarch in front of the Custodes."

Koze looked at Trajan with a sneer on his face, while the latter just looked disgusted.

As the Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guards, he had long been aware of Curze and his men's actions in Ultramar. If the Emperor had not revealed this long ago, he would have even suspected that they wanted to directly split off Ultramar and establish a second empire.

Especially Guilliman. If he could send the Imperial Guards directly into Macragge, he would have to go and see what was left in the Ptolemaic Library.

What on earth could have caused the Lord of Ultramar to order the entire library to be sealed immediately after waking up?

Even if you use your toes to think about it, you can tell that this action is a guilty act.

"We know what we need to know. There's no need to treat us like fools. If there were any hostility between the three of you, Guilliman wouldn't have allowed you to stay on Macragge's bridge."

"And from what I have learned, you, a ghost, did something on Macragge that made Guilliman extremely angry."

"If you were truly defeated in a duel with Guilliman, he would most likely kill you with a single blow rather than escort you back to Terra."

When Koze wanted to say something else, Trajan glanced at Somorian behind Koze.

It was as if the two had met each other before.

"And him, this guy's name has been mentioned by one or two Dreadnoughts before."

Somorian did not have any extra reaction to the fact that Trajan knew his name. After all, he and Trajan had no personal relationship or past experience together.

"I'm not in the mood to pick on you, because you'll be busy next, figuring out how to deal with those High Lords. They've already begun gathering their forces on Terra."

After a brief verbal battle with Coze, Trajan continued to walk deeper into the palace. He didn't want to waste time arguing with this hateful guy.

The situation on Terra has long been turbulent, and the power of the Custodes is bound to stand on the side of the Emperor.

If the Emperor were to grant Guilliman the power of Regent once again, the Custodians could follow Guilliman's orders as the Emperor wishes.

"There must be some High Lords willing to stand on the side of reform. We must find an opportunity to lure out those who harbor second thoughts."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Those heretics who have already infiltrated Terra are likely to provoke a war soon. Those who hope to preserve their power will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to raise the banner of defending Terra and mobilize more troops to return to the Throne World."

Guilliman and Sandales walked in front, while Curze was observing the changes in the inner courtyard of the palace, as if thinking about where he could sneak in.

After all, he and Guilliman would be sending Lady Euton to live and be protected in the inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace soon, and he didn't want those assassins to be able to sneak in.

After all, the three of them cannot stay in the palace forever.

As Regent, Guilliman would certainly have to handle the affairs of the entire Empire here on Terra, while he and Sandales would leave Terra to carry out military operations.

At that time, they will split into two groups and march towards the north and east. He will lead a shadow expeditionary force to the north, mainly responsible for clearing out those hostile forces that intend to cause unrest in the empire through instigation and riots.

Sandales will lead an expeditionary force of hope to the east to rescue the more distant areas shrouded by the energy of the warp, and keep an eye on the situation of the Great Vortex.

"You hope to use the name of the Custodes to keep those troops out of the solar system?"

"That's right. The Terran Expeditionary Fleet's combat power is currently stationed on the Moon. If we act quickly enough, we can minimize the impact of this war on Terra. By then, we can purge all of Terra's maggots and simply replace them with a new batch of personnel."

106

Chapter 106: The Pope of the State Religion.

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Guilliman's idea was agreed and approved by the Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guard.

For the Empire, if it can change the current situation on Terra in one fell swoop, then the human Empire can still be saved. At least the top leaders of the Empire will not be able to continue to attack each other.

The abilities of the High Lords can certainly be acknowledged, but their actions are unacceptable.

They clearly hold the vast majority of power in the empire, but they leave this power in vain in their mutual attacks, and even exchange false intelligence with each other. This is simply a waste of the empire and the emperor's currency on unnecessary things.

Even though the Custodians do not interfere in Terran politics, as the Grand Marshal of the Custodians, he still feels sorry for the Emperor when he sees these High Lords treating human lives so carelessly.

It was from this standpoint that Trajan supported Guilliman's bold and dangerous plan.

"If this plan is carried out, how long will the Lion's Gate need to hold out, and how many demonic and heretical armies will the enemy possibly send?"

"I don't know. Everything is still unknown. It's precisely because of this concern that we brought a considerable force from the world of Ultramar."

Trajan led Guilliman and the others to the door of the throne room. Beyond this door was the room where the Emperor himself was.

But the once powerful and glorious Emperor has now been reduced to a shriveled corpse that can only provide spiritual energy and power on the Golden Throne.

Every member of the Custodes knew that the Emperor lived, but could not leave the Golden Throne.

This is not only because he himself cannot leave, but also because no one can bear the direct consequences of the Emperor's rise.

"Once the Astronomican is extinguished, the heretics will immediately spring into action. Without the light of the Astronomican, reinforcements will not arrive, and all attempts to travel across galaxies will become impossible."

"At that time, we will only be able to rely on the forces still within the solar system to fight against the demonic hordes pouring into Terra. We must prepare in advance. You go to see the Emperor, and I will assign someone to take charge of this matter."

Trajan looked at Guilliman and the other two, then his gaze fell on Sandales.

"The Emperor has no intention of letting you into the throne room, so you must come with me to another location. There are some people who would love to see you."

Guilliman and Curze understood almost instantly who was looking for Sandales, and then looked at their brother with very strange eyes.

Could it be that the identity waiting for this kid is the position that Luo Jia has always wanted to sit in?

Guilliman and Curze looked at each other, and then saw the same spot in each other's eyes.

Pope of the state religion.

Although they very much want to change the empire's current ignorant and crazy beliefs, they must also admit that the state religion is now an organization with great power and lofty status in the empire.

If they want to completely control the empire, then the power of the state religion must be mastered by them.

"I'm going to see if anyone wants to see me. You guys go meet your responsibilities first."

Sandales did not have much opinion on this matter. After all, strictly speaking, his relationship with Prime Minister Malcador was closer.

Before he merged into the first fragment of Sanguinius, he was a complete mortal, with only a vast sea of soul.

It was not until he later fused more Primarch fragments that he became more and more like a Primarch truly nurtured by the Emperor.

But in fact, he knew very well that the relationship between him and the emperor was not close.

Every Primarch is just a tool that the Emperor can use, but his value and significance to Malcador is probably more than just a tool.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's the Pope. If Luo Jia knew about this, he would be so angry that he would die."

"Then you can even raise your status as the Pope and use the Word of the Emperor he wrote to attack him. The effect will surely be very good."

Looking at the malicious smiles of the two brothers, Sandales just wanted to punch them in the face.

These two guys can't even think of running away. The Emperor will definitely have to stuff them into their respective positions as labor.

By then, Guilliman will be the regent, Curze may serve as the warmaster of the empire, and he himself will be the pope of the state religion. At that time, the three major powers of the empire will be concentrated in the hands of the primarch again.

Trajan first took Sandres away from the door of the throne room, and finally took him to the functional area of the palace belonging to the state religion.

"You're not an archangel, are you? I can tell."

Trajan finally raised the issue. He originally thought that Sandales would make some excuses, but he did not expect that the Primarch's frankness would shock him.

"I am Sandales. Technically speaking, I should be the 22nd Primarch of the Empire."

"I was not created by the Emperor alone, but by both the Chancellor Malcador and the Emperor."

In response to Sandres' direct answer, Trajan did not say much, but let down his guard against Sandres in his heart.

If Sandales wanted to make a defense, he would remain wary of it.

But the Sandres in front of him had already shown him his sincerity, so there was no need for him to cast any more doubts on Sandres.

"I think you have guessed who wants to see you."

Trajan's guards' finely crafted power armor made continuous noises as they stepped on the floor of the palace, but Sandales's footsteps were very light.

The armor he is wearing now is not the power armor that relies on a power backpack to provide energy, but the armor of hope directly created by the Emperor.

Strictly speaking, this is also a creation of the power of the Warp, but judging from the bias of power, the Hope Armor itself is more inclined towards humans and the Emperor.

As early as when he was on Valentino, the Emperor had probably already prepared his next identity. He and Guilliman must be symbols of two directions.

If Guilliman is a rational regent, then he must become the Pope of the state religion who guides the faith of the people of the Empire.

The greater the faith that the people of the empire can provide to him, the stronger he will become.

Anyway, he has the Soul Sea as a backup, so no matter how huge the faith is, it is just food for him to expand the Soul Sea.

This is not only beneficial to oneself, but also can share the pressure brought by faith with the emperor as much as possible.