I am the magnetic field maniac

If it weren't for Leon's bombardment of Terra that drove back the chaos...

Those magnetic field demons that emerged from hundreds of billions of Terrans will sooner or later break into the palace!

Can the Ten Thousand Guards really protect their monarch at that time? Facing enemies that are more powerful and terrifying than the Great Demon, and that the Sisters of Silence cannot effectively restrain...

The Imperial Guards even had to shamefully achieve a five-for-one or even ten-for-one ratio...but even so, they couldn't stop these monsters from wreaking havoc!

This negates their actions from the very source of their duties, and makes any imperial guard feel the ultimate insult, the ultimate fucking humiliation!!

"I will propose this to my Lord after the meeting between the Primarch and my Lord is over."

Trajan looked at his brothers in the Imperial Guards who were extremely humiliated and said softly...

"We need more power to protect our Lord. We need this... magnetic field to rotate."

143. The Emperor's Mental Illness

After dealing with Magnus and the mess he caused, the remaining problems were easily solved.

Lion ordered the twenty-two Eclipse-class star destroyers to immediately withdraw from the range of Terra, and at the same time let Corax take over the supreme command and surround the Eldar warships in a pincer attack to prevent these aliens from plotting any evil.

At the same time, the Solar Navy forces coming to Terra for support from Mars and the Mountain Phalanx and Imperial Fists Chapters returning urgently from the warp voyage have also arrived.

The two sides almost broke out into a war again, especially after seeing the alien warships and Terra was almost burned to ashes by the fleet parked above Terra.

Even the Imperial Fists Chapter was shocked to see Terra, which they had protected for ten thousand years, turned into this state...

Even though they knew that the person facing them was the Primarch, these Astartes had the urge to rush up and kill him.

Fortunately, it was not the Black Templar that appeared here, otherwise, given the behavior of those fanatical black orcs, another fight between the two sides would be almost inevitable.

It was Guilliman who brought to bear his formidable eloquence and political ability... and used the many Primarchs and Imperial secret organizations that were subordinate to him as guarantees, thus temporarily suspending this unnecessary fight.

But having said that, it was the Custodes that ultimately confirmed that the Primarchs were not rebellious.

After all, some things really can't be explained in words... Even if he tried his best to explain the necessity of Leon's orbital bombardment of Terra, the idea of ​​joining forces with aliens was simply unbelievable.

If they were not the Primarchs, this alone would be enough to get them beaten with bolters for ten thousand years.

After rejecting the agreement of the High Lords of Terra, Grand Marshal of the Adeptus Custodes Trajan immediately responded to the call of the Primarch... A landing craft carrying the Grand Marshal of the Adeptus Custodes and the Companions arrived above the moon.

The landing craft descended from the high-altitude orbit to the surface, and the bright golden vehicle shone with dazzling light...

The slowly descending posture with flames ejected from its wings could not help but remind people of a giant imperial double-headed eagle slowly landing; the heavy and sharp landing gear touched the surface of the moon.

The Imperial Guards strode out of the boarding gate and immediately joined the Primarch and leaders of other forces of the Empire who were confronting each other on the moon, and lined up in neat rows on both sides of the road...

They fulfilled their duty as the guard of honor, representing the Emperor to convey the message of support to the Primarchs.

They arrived on the moon and, with a few words, convinced the Grand Master of the Imperial Fists, the Lord of the Mountain Formation, the Acting Admiral of the Solar Navy, and the Agent of the Forge General who had come to question them.

All this is the Emperor's will.

Including bombing Terra, ending Chaos pollution, becoming hostile to the Solar Navy, and even allowing the alien fleet to enter the Solar Segmentum.

All this is by order of the Emperor.

It is extremely unbelievable, but coming from the mouth of the Marshal of the Imperial Guards, there can be no doubt at all.

Because they are the Guards of the Emperor, they are the guards of the Emperor who have never betrayed anyone. In the entire empire, nuns will fall, bishops will betray, and even canonized saints may be disguised as demons, but only the Guards of the Emperor can be trusted by everyone.

They may be the only ones who can listen to the voice of the Emperor in these ten thousand years... If such a group of beings betrayed the Emperor, the Empire might be doomed.

Therefore, even if they are extremely angry, these people must not stop their unnecessary hostile behavior...

And even to stop those forces outside the Solar Sector who might obey the orders of the High Lords and come to disturb the Primarchs.

For example, a certain Tauren regiment, when they arrived late, wanted to break through the blockade of the Sun Navy brute forcefully.

And Corax just went over and took a look and solved all the problems.

But not all forces in the Solar Sector are hostile to the Primarchs. The Forge General of Mars is an exception.

Mars Forging General Wood Udia Lasky showed great interest in the "battleships from another world" that Leon brought back, but became furious when he learned that these ships were controlled by AI.

He said that this serious violation of the Crimson Protocol and the activation of abomination intelligence must be criticized and controlled - but considering that this ship was not created by the Primarch, let's put it aside.

But Mars must take a good look at these dangerous relics!

Leon generously gave seven Eclipse-class ships to Mars. It wasn't because he was so generous, but he just didn't want to offend these oil guys.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people, these Mechanicus with their academic style and mysticism are small-time transparent people in the Empire, and it seems that their power is not as great as that of the State Religion and the Inquisition - but if they really have such thoughts, they can only be said to be complete fools.

One side of the Empire's double-headed eagle will always belong to the Mechanicus, even if that was just a decision made during the Emperor's early rise...but the power of Mars has always been relatively independent in the Empire!

Mars is the only force that the Inquisition and the Ecclesiarchy will never interfere with... Even some startup groups have ways to infiltrate them, but Mars, even if you mix sand in, you can't change anything.

During the Beast Wars, the Mechanicus even considered quitting and splitting up with the Empire. You can laugh at the old-fashionedness of these guys, but you can never laugh at their abilities.

Leon, who was entrusted by the Emperor with the mission of monitoring the Mechanicus, knew this well... but he was the Primarch who had a relatively good relationship with the Mechanicus.

This is very interesting. Even the Stone Masters who have gone to Mars for training within the Dark Angels have a higher status than other chapters, although they cannot join...

The Inner Circle is not even allowed to leave the Stone unless it is necessary...but power and status are quite high within the Chapter.

Handing over the Eclipse-class battleship to the Mechanicus was not only to win over political forces for the future reforms of the Primarchs, but also Lion wanted to use this thing to divert the attention of the Mechanicus.

He didn't want these bastards to try to get the more deadly things in the boulder...

After resolving these disgusting political problems, they finally set out on the final journey to Terra.

Corax and Jaghatai chose to stay, the Lion was to continue to torture Magnus, and only Guilliman was ready to go - and of course, Angron and his merry companions.

The Eldar were not allowed to set foot on Terra. This was the final bottom line given by the humans. Even the Imperial Guards did not want to endure the humiliation of having the palace invaded by these pointy-eared creatures.

Although such humiliation has only occurred at least three times in the past ten thousand years.

"I say, why are you looking at us like criminals?"

Bai Qianshuang crossed her arms and looked at Trajan and the golden corn with a little displeasure.

"Do you dare to fight me?!"

Without saying a word, the group of golden corns stood there motionless like statues, while Angron looked at them with a mocking expression...

Guilliman next to him frantically signaled him with his eyes not to talk about that here.

He had finally dealt with the problems of the Custodes and Terra... He didn't want Angron to discuss the topic of slapping the Emperor at this time...

The landing craft began to enter the final landing orbit, and Terra's figure gradually enlarged in everyone's eyes.

This is a bloated giant. Its natural resources have long been exhausted. The oceans have dried up long ago. Looking out to the end of the earth... there is no other scenery to be seen except densely packed cities.

Under Leon's orbital bombardment, the city collapsed into ruins, but its bloatedness and pathos did not change at all. It simply changed from an orderly garbage dump to a disordered garbage dump.

"Wow, your land is worse than mine."

Bai Qianshuang looked at the rotten Terra and said with a grin...

"What does Terra in your world look like?" Guilliman asked curiously.

"Hmm - end of the century style?" Bai Qianshuang thought for a moment, shrugged and said...

"It can only be said that the degree of urbanization is very low. In most cases, it is a natural area without cities or human settlements. However, due to various magnetic field beasts and other reasons, the wild is not suitable for human habitation."

"The total population of the entire world is probably less than one billion. The earth has been in constant civil war for many years, and various martial gods are fighting each other. In general, they are no different from you."

Yes, there is no difference. The war in their universe is different from the war in this universe only in scale.

Even if that is one's home planet, people will not cherish it particularly.

Only the strong can decide the scale and outcome of a war, but for those who become strong and decide their own fate, who will care about the shitty environment in the end?

Guilliman said no more. Talking about human nature and humanity would always lead to a discouraging conclusion.

They reached the former Lion's Gate, but it had been completely reduced to burning ruins along with most of Terra that had been invaded by Chaos.

Guilliman looked at that place with some sadness. No matter whether Lion's actions were necessary or not, he would not feel any happiness seeing the birthplace of mankind fall into such a miserable state.

The landing craft did not make any long stops, they went directly to the destination - the outline of the palace appeared on the horizon, and the palace structure located on the mountains gradually became clear. The most eye-catching among them was the star torch that shot out brilliant light that pierced through the clouds and the sun.

They stepped out of the airship and began to transfer to other vehicles. Entering the transport ship, they passed through the collapsed Eternal Road...

Twelve half-broken statues of saints were watching them, each of them was as big as an emperor-class Titan;

They crossed the long bridge across the canyon, breathing in the smoke from the workshops and smelters on the rock walls on both sides;

The muzzles of the orbital defense platform stared at the Primarch and his party.

Along the way, perhaps countless people who worshipped the Primarch should have come out to express their respect for them, but all of this has been destroyed.

Guilliman could not help but think of that image - he would not like it, especially since he knew that he and his brother were worshiped as gods.

Finally, the group successfully arrived at the palace. In front of the pilgrims was a towering palace gate with carvings of angels and demons fighting each other. The heavy and slow transport boat stopped here, and when they got here, they began to walk.

Then Angron lost his patience.

"Quack! Damn it, are you turtles? Why don't you just fly in and be done with it!!"

Angron, scratching his head, expressed his extreme dissatisfaction with the ridiculous journey of changing trains again and again, and he hated the Terra Palace, he hated it very much!

Being here always reminds him of when he first ascended to attack Terra, he severely injured Sanguinius, who killed him back into the warp. No matter what, it is not a happy memory.

But when he returned to Terra, Angron felt that this place had become even worse, and he hated it from the bottom of his heart.

What he saw was not magnificence or artistic beauty, but endless hypocrisy!

Lies embellished with gold!

Moreover, Angron was already getting impatient.

He couldn't wait to give that witchcraft bacon a good slap in the face!!

Before Angron could finish his words, one power halberd after another was pointed at his body. Trajan stared at the traitor and said coldly...

"You'd better behave yourself, traitor. If it weren't for the Lord's approval, you would never be qualified to set foot on such a sacred place."

"Ha, holy! Have those guards of the bacon turned into a bunch of charlatans after ten thousand years?" Angron laughed.

"Look here, you have built so many statues for him compared to 10,000 years ago. Wow, look here, how great and sacred it is.

The huge stained glass windows that shone with golden light depicted his past achievements. Countless candles burned quietly in the magnificent hall, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Angel children danced in the air, chanting hymns dedicated to the Lord of mankind.

"How beautifully the songs of praise echoed, even as Terra burned. How sweetly the scent of burning incense filled the air, even as the stench of burning bodies outside was so pungent.

The sound of the preaching bells was so beautiful, and the inspiring voice of the Anglican priest sitting on the altar conveyed the gospel to the crowd so noble.

Angron deliberately used standard High Gothic, full of the ancient rhythm of poetry - although he was a rough man, he was certainly not lacking in culture.

He had even written hymns to Khorne when he was a Daemon Prince to Him!

Angron's words sounded like genuine praise for the Emperor - but it was somewhat strange for a former traitor to speak to the Custodes... Or perhaps Angron was mocking the Emperor and his Guards.

After all, the core of this joke is that -

"He has dressed himself up as a new God, so why does he shamelessly deny that he is not a God?"

Angron laughed wildly, laughed until his stomach hurt, laughed until tears came out.

"That bacon is a fucking psycho!!"

144. Meeting the Emperor

Angron was a psychopath, he had stressed that more than once.

To become a person with a strong magnetic field, the self that is implemented is also different.

A self like Leon's is not free to indulge at will, but Angron is different.

His obsession with freedom is so extreme that even Bai Wujie thinks he is a good match for the giant shark, whose personality is completely different from his.

Therefore, the free Angron is a moody psychopath.

After all, he is a lunatic. Doesn't it fit his image to go crazy anytime and anywhere?

"Hahaha, damn it, it turns out our father was a psychopath from the beginning to the end, hehehe!"

Looking at this magnificent palace, this huge imperial palace, this sacred hall, and looking at the burning ruins outside, Angron couldn't help laughing wildly.

He watched all this, just like watching the former Emperor weighing Nukelia and himself on the scales...

It was like seeing the Emperor's attitude towards his other sons and towards Angron.

He would never accept the Emperor's claim of love for his children - at least not Angron.