I am the savior, do you have any objection?

[It seems...it really could?]

Although he paused for a moment to think, Kerry pulled Guilliman into a new place the next moment.

Before dealing with internal issues, it would be better to purge those Byds first; the next target is the Orcs.

At this moment, the emperor sat on his throne, pondering how far Kree had progressed.

The outsider Kerry was introduced and his characteristics were used to fight the enemy.

It's estimated that many people will die inside, after all, the privileged class in the galaxy is also calculated in terms of Jing, and to some extent, these privileged individuals are the pure-blooded humans, but it's all worth it.

So what if there are casualties among humanity? Although it is somewhat cold to say that human life is like currency, the emperor would not feel more pain than spending money. As long as it can bring peace and prosperity to humanity again, he would not hesitate to sacrifice himself.

But the emperor was unaware that the people he had invited did not, as he had imagined, hang the oppressors and purge the various tribes, but instead prepared a much larger scheme for him.

Chapter 548 What is your level of erosion?

The Great Rift, a subspace that has torn the entire Milky Way apart.

The scars inflicted by the Dark Expedition have given rise to countless warp-space dogs that roam the surrounding area.

The orcs called it "Goblin's Grin".

According to the information, the Milky Way should have been divided into two parts from then on.

The side of the Great Rift near Terra was partially cleared of threats by Guilliman, and those who supported normal warp travel were called the "Imperial Sanctuary," while those on the other side of the Great Rift were called the Imperial Dark Side.

There are very few empty shipping lanes that allow travel between the Holy Land and the Dark Side.

However, the world is different now.

New myths are being spread throughout the worlds near Terra.

The sun of humanity in the past has set in the west, while a new sun of humanity has risen.

On the second day of the Empire, the true form of the God Emperor, Grand Commander Kree, returned with Guilliman, the Imperial God's son who had not appeared for ten thousand years.

He is both a walking god-emperor and the Om Messiah who brought warp drive spaceships and many unimaginable technologies to the Mechanicus.

Rumor has it that if the Kree were to make a move, billions of aliens would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

He eradicated both the disobedient aliens and the disobedient upper class.

He will order the hives to change their ventilation and sewage discharge, and will also improve the lives of the people in the building world.

He promised Fan's parents that their skulls were human, and even if they were born as aliens, they could return to the bottom of the Golden Throne by working diligently to atone for their birth.

Now, this great expedition, launched solely by Kree without any legions, has acquired a new name in the stories of many worlds: the Sun Expedition.

This means that ten thousand Terran years ago, the old sun set off from the Throne World, illuminating the galaxy all the way to the frontiers of the Empire, and finally returning to Terra to set.

And the new sun, too, sets out from the Throne World, once again illuminating every inch of the Empire's land.

Of course, most Imperials probably never even saw what the sun was like in their entire lives.

Don't think it's outrageous to spread such myths, because even Guilliman, a former Imperial Chapter Commander, would feel lost when trying to find true history in this era.

Ten thousand years have passed; everything has been far too long.

The truth about why the Empire became what it is today has been buried. The vivid history of the Great Crusade has been reduced to ambiguous myths in the records of various star sectors.

Was it a deliberate cover-up by the nobles? Or was it intentional on the part of the state religion?

no one knows.

All that is known is that the Inquisition has listed most of history as taboo, and even Primarchs who want to access it face military obstruction.

Of course, Kerry wouldn't tolerate the Inquisition's actions.

When these things appear out of nowhere, Kerry will only pick up his weapon to see if they can withstand his thunderous criticism.

However, both the current state church and the Mechanicus are very willing to cooperate with Kree's propaganda, because a living god who can still slaughter aliens is far more suitable for expanding the church's interests than a guy who hasn't appeared for ten thousand years.

The state religion is the most loyal group to the emperor. They offer everything to the emperor, even if they themselves don't know if it's true. Of course, they are also the most disloyal group. After the emperor sat on the toilet, they used the materialistic imperial truth that the emperor had personally written as toilet paper, and turned an existence that was struggling to maintain humanity's hatred of the warp into a new god of the warp.

However, just as those state religions proclaimed, the second day of the empire had already reached the Great Rift.

The Danamond Corridor—that's the name given to this place by the humans living around this star cluster.

Here, very few planets escaped being swallowed by the great rift, leaving behind a corridor.

This place became a strategic location fought over by various factions, and almost as soon as they learned of it, they began to send troops there.

An orc clan discovered this place, and a warboss became very interested in it. He led his troops here hoping to seize this vital transportation route and then launch a massive attack on the various factions that had inexplicably gathered around!

The Tau people, far away, also discovered this corridor, but by the time they gathered their forces and came over, it would probably be completely deserted.

The Eldar also wanted to occupy this place, but after discovering the existence of something, they chose to withdraw immediately.

And what was discovered was none other than Nurgle's messenger.

The rebellious Primarch Mortarion, Deathbringer, and the Great Unclean One of Nurgle are leading their respective forces in an attack on the surrounding sectors.

The forces of the warp are exceptionally strong near the cursed scar, all vying for the favor of the benevolent father, Nurgle.

Even though their loving father had actually sent them a message telling them to evacuate safely, they still wanted to prove their abilities.

The Primarch of the former Imperial 14th Chapter Deathguard is waiting here; he has already heard the recent rumors.

The new sun of the empire and the return of his brother.

He had already prepared spells in the Warp, ready for a battle between Primarchs at any moment.

The Great Impure One has also made preparations for conquering the planet.

Thick green smoke and chaotic fortresses rose from the planet, teeming with fungi, plagues, and viruses of vaporized fat spreading through the air.

Human structures that existed on this planet just days ago are now covered in green moss, as if they had been abandoned for millions of years.

Countless spore-bearing plants aimed at the sky, trying to launch their sporangia.

These planets are devoid of any human life; perhaps only in some corners do the Grey Knights or Astartes still resist.

A half-dead, human-shaped body with ruptured intestines and crawling with all sorts of parasites, and tens of millions of different bacteria parasitizing it.

In the sky, giant insects resembling flies and wasps flapped their wings, while enormous and deformed Nurgle Chaos Beasts nourished the fat maggots with their own bodies, their extremely foul-smelling bodily fluids gushing from their half-dead abdominal cavities.

This is the filthy universe. Even though the Kree is saving people without touching the ground, unless he directly splits the universe open again, hundreds of millions of people are dying while he saves hundreds of millions of people.

At this moment, the two great demons and hundreds of millions of lesser demons all noticed the newcomers.

Caught completely off guard and without any protective measures, Kerry landed here with Guilliman. Guilliman covered his nose and mouth in horror and closed his eyes tightly, while frantically making sign language signals with his other hand, mimicking Sister Silent, to signal Kerry not to stay there.

Their arrogance drew mockery from Mortarian, who, despite the great distance, believed that the mysterious man and his brother could hear them.

"How ridiculous! You've come to my garden without any protective gear. Do you want to join in the dance?"

Kerry ignored Mo Chou Chou's "byd" and instead raised his hand and began muttering incantations.

"I am the star, the moon, and the sun; I am the lord of the underworld."

“Psionic magic? I’m ready too…” Mortarion raised his scythe, just about to summon his army and the spells hidden in the warp.

Then he saw purple-black scripture circles flashing around Kree, and magical patterns resembling a moon encroaching on the sun appeared on the surface of the entire planet.

"Annihilate the birth of all living beings and receive the death of all living beings."

Damn! What did you do?!

Mortalian sensed that the amount of warp space within hundreds of light-years around was rapidly decreasing, and the life in those gardens was rapidly aging and dying, with no new life appearing.

What's even more terrifying is that the great rift in the sky is being swallowed up by that terrifying power and is gradually disappearing.

"what???"

Chapter 549 waaaaaaagh! !

Demons in the warp are all formed from the desires, emotions, and thoughts of living beings in reality.

It is precisely because of its dual nature that it is also called an evil god.

The accumulation of filth embodies life's yearning for life and health, but the distorted result is the cycle of life.

Bacteria, fungi, insects, and the humus layer—these are the vibrant, upward-striving life forms in the eyes of the filthy, inspiring fear in those who are unfamiliar with their ways.

But once you give up and start enjoying it all, you'll find it's a vibrant paradise, except you've got hundreds of billions of germs on your body, and you've also raised some insects and mushrooms. The whole Nurgle family is a scene of teeming life.

Nurgle also represents laziness, benevolence, and other emotions, but he himself has a flaw.

That is, like Tzeentch, he feared eternal peace and death; perhaps this is also a manifestation of those lives.

Because all life forms are happy to see the cycle of life of other life forms, but fear their own cycle of life.

Seeds grow into saplings, trees blossom and bear fruit, fruits fall and leaves rot, old trees die, and new and more trees appear.

The piglets grow into adult pigs and give birth to even more piglets.

Intelligent beings need to eat piglets and fruits, so they are happy to see the cycle of other creatures.

However, intelligent beings do not wish to see their offspring die, nor do they want to become a part of it.

Negroes did not want to die, but he was able to accept new life. This is why His realm and His apostles are in their current state, forever decaying, yet conceiving many lives within them, but refusing to die.

Kree's logic is contrary to this; Kree is the god of death, the god of the underworld, and the god of paradise.

Paradise is beautiful today and beautiful tomorrow. There are no changes in the world, no cycles of history. Systems and life will not decay. Even if one becomes a spirit, one will maintain vitality instead of starting a new cycle.

Furthermore, those who pray to Kerry for no reason because of the propaganda of the state religion will receive a special response from Kerry for praying to a domineering god who exists in this world.

Unchanging, silent, beautiful.

They will know that Kree is the one who brings them paradise and joy, and who treats all lives as equal.

Of course, there are also some abstract psionicists who misinterpret this feedback, believing that the new gods of the Empire are encouraging them to escape suffering by using death and silence, since their souls will find rest after death.

Of course, their understanding is not entirely wrong, because if their faith is strong enough, their souls after death will indeed enter the Warp due to the strange rules of this world, and if the Kree ever enters the Warp, they will become demons under the Kree's rule.

At this moment, as Kree chanted, the vast greenery and the warp pollution were gradually corroded and replaced by Kree's reason.

"Gather all things in paradise, and protect all things in the palm of your hand."

It's leaked!

Darkness and deathly silence filled the garden, death and joy spread together, and the bouncing Nurgle spirits turned into undead.

The Nurgle ogres that had been wielding drumsticks turned into skeletons.

All deformed lives die, and the creatures, viruses, and fungi that turn into lifeless corpses wither and rot. Even the most unclean beings, holding the cauldron filled with the aroma of their own fat, instantly become lifeless with the viruses they are brewing in.

The ever-regenerating trees stopped and turned into pale, decaying wood, and the rapidly growing beetles on multiple planets became specimens with only their shells remaining.

The great demon who was once unharmed even when the garden was burned down has now turned into a skeleton here.

Some, with reason so high they couldn't accept being corrupted by an evil god and a domineering god, frantically pounded their skulls, which were burning with soul fire.

Some Astartes who followed the Mortar rebellion regained their former thoughts and loyalty, but because of their past, they wished they could tear themselves apart.

The corrupted Primarch ripped the gas canister off his face, wanting to inhale the gas filled with poisonous mist and the life force that gave him pleasure, but the quiet air that entered his nostrils almost suffocated him.

Under the corruption of Krine, he regained his senses, which were normal before his fall. However, the memories that once brought him joy as chaos almost caused him to fall back into madness in an instant. This is the corruption of chaos; once you are tainted by it, you are destined to become neither human nor ghost.

After all, the pleasure that chaos can bring is incomparable to that of humans, but once one becomes immersed in it, one will constantly pursue more and eventually become hopeless.

Guilliman watched in awe as Kerry did everything, the chaotic pollution instantly resolved, and the curse marks fading away in the distance.

Chaos was afraid; Chaos didn't want to get involved with this guy.

However, the scene was indeed quite tragic...

No, this is a necessary sacrifice. If it can liberate all mankind, then I will stand firmly by Kree's side without any hesitation.

Unable to bear seeing Mortalian's miserable state, Guilliman pulled the chainsaw and ended the life of his comrade.

Having followed Krieg for the past few months, he had learned that the warp souls that died at Krieg's hands would not be resurrected. Even if their emotions were to resurrect after many years, the result would be just another demon with the same abilities but completely different, because that demon's soul would be chewed up into pieces by the man in front of him.

This man is dangerous, like an evil god who has come to the real world. He is cruel, even more cruel than their original form.

But Guilliman was willing to trust him.

Or perhaps Guilliman inherited his father's adventurous spirit—the willingness to try anything, no matter how dangerous, as long as it could liberate humanity.

"Let's go, it's still a long way from wiping out the orcs."

Kerry once again used his powers to rescue the thirteenth prince and travel through the galaxy.