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"What's wrong with me?" The pain made Esberya's eyes clear again, and she looked at the ancient book burning in the flames with fear.

The ancient book's shrill screams echoed in Esberia's ears. It twisted and struggled in the flames as if it had life. The gold-plated words on the cover glowed blindingly under the licking of the flames, like the last cry for help of a dying person.

It begged her to save it from the flames, it promised her endless knowledge and a bright future.

Kurta stood between her and the flames, blocking the commander's sight that was filled with both desire and fear.

Kurta warned her in a deep voice, "I have reported this matter to my Lord, Commander Esperia. You must remain true to your heart and remember your oath!"

The Ring of Ashes had burned too many scriptures, and Kurta had seen too many similar things.

Lorgar was extremely wary of the power of the gods, so he placed several members of the Ring of Ashes around every important figure in the resistance army, both for learning and protection.

Chapter 68 The Pessimist (6K)

"That's why we have to remain vigilant at all times."

Akshida, Espeia, Nero, and all the high-ranking officials of Colchis stood in front of Lorgar with shame on their faces. All of them were caught in the attack. If it weren't for the Ring of Ashes, they would have been wiped out, and the consequences would have been catastrophic.

Lorgar: "Erebus, what did you see in the book?"

"Temptation," Erebus said.

Among so many people, he was the only one who resisted temptation by his own will.

The gods did not tempt Lorgar because they had tried once and failed.

That is why they are trying to save the country in a roundabout way, trying to corrupt the top leaders of Colchis to infiltrate the poison of faith bit by bit, and more covertly erode the foundation of Lorgar bit by bit.

Lorgar: "What do you see in the temptations of the gods?"

Erebus: "Fear."

Lorgar didn't like Erebus, but only Erebus, who had received Wop education with him, could understand him.

"Yes, fear." Lorgar's eyes were like torches as he slowly swept over Espeia and the others. His voice was low and powerful. "The gods fear us because we are cutting off the source of their power!"

"Four thousand years ago, the gods destroyed the glorious ancient civilization of Colchis with a storm. Four thousand years later, our civilization is nowhere near as powerful as that of our ancient ancestors. If they could just rain down divine punishment on us at will, destroying us with a storm just as they destroyed the ancient civilization, why would they infiltrate us with temptation and corruption like rats in a gutter?"

"Their fear proves the correctness of our path. The gods' influence on the mortal world is no longer as great as before!"

Espeia and the others slowly raised their heads, a determined light rekindled in their eyes.

If even the gods are afraid of their resistance, what do they have to fear?

It is the gods who should fear them!

……

Medea: "You are deceiving them. The influence of the gods on reality is indeed not as great as before, but it is not something that mortals can compete with."

Lorgar: "This is not a lie. I am giving them faith."

"You made humans abandon their faith in the gods, and now you ask them to believe in you?"

"Why must the object of faith be me or the gods? Human faith is not as shallow as you think."

"So what do you believe in?"

"I believe that humanity will eventually break free from the cancer of religious belief and stand tall at the top of the galaxy."

“That’s what you can expect from the future.”

“That’s my belief, too.”

"There are some people in the human race who are keen to believe in ideology rather than religion, but they have all failed."

Wop: "Because religious beliefs have no basis in reality, the weakness of human nature leads many people to escape reality, voluntarily allow religious beliefs to numb them, and indulge in carefully woven lies."

"Belief in ideology requires the dedication of dozens of generations to build a material foundation that can stand the test of reality."

Medea: "I admit that humanity did achieve a brief period of glory during the Golden Age, but the gods easily destroyed your thousands of years of civilization with just a single warp storm."

Lorgar: "So you are still afraid, and you don't believe we can rebuild human civilization."

Medea: "I believe you can rebuild human civilization, but I see no hope of defeating the gods."

Medea fell in love with Jason because of the drama of the gods. At the end of her life, she came to her senses and killed her son and her husband's new love.

She seemed to have rebelled against her fate, but her life was destined to be a tragedy.

Because the drama woven by the gods ended when the Golden Fleece was obtained, the gods did not care about the subsequent development of the story, and they were always high above.

Medea will help Lorgar and Wop rebuild the civilization of Colchis, but Medea, who was born in the Golden Age, cannot create glory beyond the Golden Age. The most she can do is help them restore civilization to the technological level of the Golden Age.

and then?

The disaster four thousand years ago had proved that the civilization of the Golden Age was vulnerable to the gods.

What if Lorgar and Wop could isolate the gods from humans?

The gods cannot interfere with the mortal world, but the Warp is still their domain.

They only need to stir up a warp storm to prevent humanity from traveling in the warp. The unified human empire in the Great Crusade will be scattered into isolated colonies, which is no different from the Age of Strife.

When humanity dispersed, the seeds of division were sown.

Without a unified organizational structure, a new covenant will soon be born in the dark galaxy.

Will there still be an Emperor and a Great Crusade by then?

Even if there is, it is nothing more than repeating the same mistakes again and again.

Wop shook his head: "Medea, you are too pessimistic."

Medea: "Pessimism is an adjective for human emotion. My conclusions come from rational calculations."

"Then I'll use another word: pessimist."

"I am indeed a pessimist." Medea thought for a moment and nodded.

She asked, “Wop, are you an optimist?”

Wop: “Actually, I’m a pessimist too.”

She was surprised. “My mind matrix tells me that I should believe that you are not lying to me, but I can’t see it at all.”

Wop: "I would never teach Lorgar that my fate is my own, not God's, or that man can conquer nature, because I don't even believe that myself. But I also won't teach them to accept their fate. Since you have been watching us, you are also my student. Lorgar and Erebus both understand what I want to teach them, but you don't understand yet."

Medea: "I understand."

Wop shook his head: "No, you don't understand. If you understood, you wouldn't ask that."

Medea did not deny it.

The artificial intelligence she carries is the pinnacle of technology in the golden age of mankind. She is smarter than Wop and Lorgar.

But she could never fully understand the human emotions that came from the soul.

She could accurately judge a person's emotions based on their hormone levels, but she couldn't deconstruct emotions in the same way.

Wop: "People are born to die, so why can't they just die?"

Medea: "Because humans are afraid of death."

Wop: "Will you die then?"

"Although I am an iron man and the definition of death is different from that of humans, I will die too. Death is the final destination of all life."

"Are you afraid of death?"

"afraid."

"Then why do you still live?" asked Wop.

"Because I'm afraid of death."

"But you're also afraid of the gods. You should know that if you were caught by the gods, your fate would be worse than death. So why don't you just commit suicide?"

Medea was silent.

"When Lorgar and I go to the ruins, you can simply stay hidden in the inner world without coming out to see us. We won't find you, and you won't be exposed to the gods. Although the gods haven't done anything to you yet, they will eventually try to corrupt you like they have corrupted everyone else."

"Why?" asked Medea.

"You should find the answers yourself."

"I have my answer, but I want to hear yours. I need confirmation."

“Because of the struggle,” Woppe said.

"Humans fear death, so living is a form of resistance, a rebellion against death. We all know that humans cannot compete with the gods, and we have no way to defeat them, but we are still willing to contribute to the revival of humanity, which is also a form of resistance."

"Even if we fail, at least we have resisted."

Medea asked doubtfully, "But what's the point of this?"

“The process of resistance itself is the meaning.”

"But you don't even stand a chance."

"If there's no chance of winning, then you won't fight? People are born to die, and humans have no chance of winning against death. But humans will still strive to live, because the process of living is more meaningful than death."

"In M2, Terra gave birth to the first nation in human history dominated by a certain ideology. They were the world's first successful case, but they didn't know they could succeed before they won. At that time, the whole world didn't think they could win, but they won anyway."

"Although they ultimately took the wrong path and lost everything, their resistance influenced the course of the world, and even their failure left behind valuable lessons for future generations."

“This is the meaning of resistance. It may not show its value immediately, but it will bear rich fruit one day in the future.”

"Just like you, your creator wanted you to revive the civilization of Colchis. Out of fear, you hid in the inner world for thousands of years, but you still chose to bravely resist and try to contribute to the revival of human civilization."

"Our encounter, the revival of Colchis civilization, is the meaning of your resistance."

Medea: "I can't say I understand, but I will try."

Wop was helpless: "You make me feel so unfulfilled. Can't you pause for a moment and put on a thoughtful expression?"

Medea listened and cooperated with a thoughtful expression.

"You make me feel even less accomplished." Wop sighed.

He was not fooling Medea; he was indeed a pessimist, even now.

The evaluation he gave when he first met the Emperor was not false: the Emperor was nothing but a wise and powerful fool.

He was probably so desperate that he didn't believe that humans in the Golden Age could rebel against the gods, so he placed his hopes on the future.

He had been planning for tens of thousands of years just for a desperate gamble. The Primarch and the Great Crusade were his chips, and the stakes were the future of all mankind.

So he was very anxious, even to the point of schizophrenia, and would often do some stupid operations that even the human machine couldn't do, but this also showed that the Emperor was unsure when he did all this.

The Emperor could see the future, and saw hope in it for his plan to succeed, but Wop believed that hope was very slim.

He was like Doctor Strange who saw more than 14 million futures, but was not crushed by the hopeless future. Instead, he chose to seize the one in 14 million chance and go all in.

Given the nature of the Four Gods, Wop felt that the Emperor's chances of achieving his plan were definitely less than one in fourteen million.

The human-machine operations he performed might be like Doctor Strange handing the Time Stone to Thanos. That was humanity’s only chance.

Therefore, the Emperor was unwilling to spend even a minute with Angron, but spent thirty years with Horus and appointed Horus as Warmaster in the later period of the Great Crusade.

This means that among all the futures he has seen, this route is the only slim chance of survival that humans can grasp in countless futures.

Wop admired the Emperor because he chose to hold on to that slim hope even after seeing a hopeless future.

Wasn’t Curze in the official history crushed by the desperate future?

If it were Wop, if he knew that the success rate was less than one in fourteen million.

Then he would probably be more desperate than Koze in the official history and would simply not set out from the beginning.

The Emperor is a desperate gambler, but no one else has the courage to sit at the gambling table and play against the Four Gods.

His crazy plan is humanity's last stand. If even he gives up, humanity will be completely finished.

Wop hoped that the Emperor would win, so he mustered up the courage to help the Emperor raise the children.

Just give it a try, maybe you’ll win?

Even if he couldn't win in the end, at least he had resisted, and he also had some good memories with the Primarch.

"Old Ma, Old Ma!" Wop was depressed and his eyes were sad.

He suddenly thought of Lao Ma's ending. Would he become like this in the future?

Hero Wop sounds good, but he wants to stay alive.