Although his face was expressionless and impassive, Magnus's words actually touched upon the deepest concern in the Emperor's heart.
Is the Emperor a god?
It doesn't matter whether he is a god or not.
What's important is that after the Emperor entered the Golden Throne, he had already become a "god" in the hearts of everyone in the empire.
After 10,000 years of continuous strengthening, this concept has become deeply ingrained in the concepts of almost everyone in the entire human empire. The emperor knows very well that after 10,000 years, the belief in the God-Emperor Religion has not only become the sentiment of all citizens of the empire.
The bond of sustenance and unity has even become the basis for the survival of the human empire.
The Emperor's previous teachings have been forgotten by everyone, but this is not difficult to understand. The Emperor once promulgated the Imperial Truth - an ideological system and method of understanding the world that integrates the advancement of reason, science and secularism.
To guide the progress of mankind and prove the legitimacy of mankind's eventual domination of all things.
But obviously, the Imperial truth is just a lie to ordinary people, a pragmatic lie. Its function is only to bring scientific guidance to mankind before the completion of the Webway project expected by the Emperor, and to protect mankind from
The means of chaos erosion.
A lie of pragmatism is also a lie. Once mortals find out that believing in Chaos will lead to eternal life and that believing in Chaos will give you whatever you want, the Imperial Truth will be abandoned by many people at an extremely fast speed.
Moreover, it is obvious that the Imperial Truth is too difficult to understand, and this understanding is not aimed at a lord of humanity like the Emperor, a Primarch like Magnus, or the Emperor's Custodes or the Brotherhood of the Astartes.
Transformation warriors are not even elites like the Supreme Lords Council, the Inquisition, or the Imperial Generals. As long as they are properly enlightened, they can understand the truth of the Empire and the Emperor's painstaking efforts.
Those who truly have difficulty understanding the truth of the Empire are the mortal beings of the entire Galactic Human Empire.
The public is always ignorant. Compared with painstaking teachings and countless efforts to understand the imperial truth, the imperial state religion that promotes the emperor as a god, promotes blind obedience and sacrifice to the emperor, and promotes superstition and dogma is far more valuable than the imperial truth.
It is easy for the public to accept and fall into a frenzy.
The ignorant masses were told that only faith in the God-Emperor could protect them now. It was the religious devotion to the Emperor and humanity's belief in the God-Emperor that strengthened the Emperor's psychic projection in the Warp, allowing him to fight against Chaos.
destructive influence and granting his servants psychic powers to fight against demons, aliens and heretics.
Therefore, with the Emperor entering the Golden Throne and no longer able to speak and issue decrees, it was only natural that the Cult of the God-Emperor would replace Imperial Truth.
Today, the worship of the Emperor and the use of faith in the Emperor can not only provide spiritual comfort to all mankind, but can also realistically be used as an effective means to combat the increasingly rampant power of Chaos Daemons.
And now the Emperor is facing this dilemma. Ten thousand years have passed. This is not something that a few people or the Emperor's will can change. Even if the Emperor is the true god who can challenge the four gods of chaos, for this
There is nothing he can do. As long as he dares to touch this, he will pry the foundation of the crumbling empire on the spot and personally push the human empire, which has been struggling for ten thousand years, into the abyss of civil war and destruction!
But this is not what the Emperor wants. He knows what consequences humanity will face if it continues on this path of blind worship.
To put it simply, if the Emperor admits that he is a god, then sooner or later the Human Empire will take a pill.
But if the Emperor publicly states that he is not a god, then the Human Empire will take a pill now.
Magnus is also very clear about this. Even though the little magic Magnus is laughing and joking all day long, the Red Son is after all a learned Primarch. He has an extremely deep understanding of this issue, so he is just waiting to see the joke!
Thinking of this, the Lord of Mankind finally frowned. After this incident, the Emperor immediately recalled Luojia urgently and decided not to give this soul a chance to leave Terra. At the same time, he sent out the Imperial Army to specially
Send his own sword, the Sword of the Emperor, to the front line and give it to Guilliman. The Lord of Mankind passed it on in this way.
A very powerful signal of his trust in the High Regent, and the Emperor immediately sent a message to the Living Saint Celestine and the Imperial Church, emphasizing the reason why the Primarch did this-because of Guilliman's hatred of the Lord of Mankind.
With respect and love like a father, in Guilliman's eyes, the Emperor is not a god, but just his father.
Oh! I understand, it turns out that it is our noble Primarch, His Excellency Guilliman, the Supreme Regent of the Empire, who has not yet realized his "divinity". This is the Imperial State Sect to "assist" Guilliman in his expedition.
Apostle of War, understanding of mortal priest Mathieu.
From the beginning to the end, the Lord of Mankind still did not directly answer whether he was a god.
The power of the Emperor's Sword cannot be described in words. Gaining the affirmation and trust of the Lord of Mankind also gave Guilliman complete independent command and the power to order the Imperial Army. The Supreme Regent of the Empire gathered his mood and continued his work.
The Indomitable Crusade.
Luo Jia was called back, cursed and put into solitary confinement.
The throne room became quiet again. The Emperor was obviously thinking about whether his handling was appropriate and correct, but there was no doubt that compared to Lorgar, Guilliman was the more valuable and useful one. The leader of the Indomitus Crusade and the future
He was needed for everything and he was already the only one among the Primarchs who was close to the Emperor in terms of internal affairs and could fully understand his will.
"Father? Are you listening?" Magnus was secretly happy when he saw the Emperor's rare embarrassment. He said in a contrived manner: "Oh, my father, you have given Guilliman such great trust and honor.
You also gave him your own sword to use, you are so biased! So biased! I think you have to be careful, a guy who dreams of becoming a war commander will not just sit idly by!"
"Shut your stinky mouth, Magnus, or I'll help you!" Of course the Emperor knew who Magnus was talking about.
If he were not here, maybe Jonson would really take action against Guilliman, but with the Emperor here, there is no need to think about this for now.
Seeing that the Emperor was not affected by him, Magnus picked up a book at hand and began to read the words in the book with a wicked smile: "Hey, I think your will should be like this: 'I will give you this alone.
With the title of Supreme Regent, I grant you the title of First Prince, Second Good King, and Third Loyal King.
The Four Jin Kings, the Five Virtues Kings, and the Six Respect Kings. You will not join the king in the upper hall, and you will not say goodbye to the king in the lower hall. I will give you the emperor's sword to kill the faint king at the top and the slanderous ministers at the bottom, suppressing the civil and military power of the Supreme Lord Council and the Tribunal.
No matter how big or small the officials are, you are disrespectful to me. You are the Eight Wise King, and you will take care of me!'"
"..." The Emperor did not answer Magnus's words.
Seeing that his father did not answer, Magnus immediately picked up the book on the other side and muttered to it: "Prince Heshuo Zhuang Senyan, Old Thirteen, although you have many generals and powerful soldiers under the Blue Banner, everyone
Let you be the regent, but don't forget that it is the original body that governs the government. If you want to change the system, it depends on everyone's will. Where do you put us? I think you want to be everyone's emperor.
Mabar?!"
The next second, a giant fist composed of the Emperor's light and supreme power hit Magnus directly in the face, shattering his nose and teeth, and even dislocating his jaw.
.
The Emperor's Fist shone in the throne room, and Magnus's face was blasted into a ball of mud under the fist of the Lord of Mankind in the rising flames. The golden flames made the power of the magical Maggo tremble, and
Terrified.
"Woooooo~" Magnus's mouth was bleeding, his tongue was smashed, and he couldn't speak.
The Lord of Mankind retracted his fist, and his attention was already focused on the next thing.
It's almost time to go to Ryan's side.
Primaris Gray Knights, mature.
…………I am the dividing line of friendship is the magic little magic grid……
Imperial Calendar 2513, early January, Blackwater Bay, off the coast of the Prince of Myrmidon, the Western Border Princely Territory, and the flagship of the Kingdom of Britannia, the Landuin.
The Chivalry Army returned here and was escorted by the Poseidon Fleet and the armored ships of Haimen Pass. Many of the warships had very deep water lines. Above the ocean, everyone was extremely vigilant. The expeditionary force obtained the Bafeng Mountain.
Wealth, the victory of the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition has gradually become known to the entire old world, so the knight army did not dare to delay at Haimen Pass, but immediately set off and returned to Britannia.
The water in Blackwater Bay is relatively calm, the sun shines on the iron-gray sea, and the bone-chilling sea breeze blows across the deck with the howling wind. Like the vast land of the Badlands, it embodies an indescribable and mysterious feeling.
Vitality gives people a profound feeling of transcending nature.
Ryan stood on the deck of the Landuin. The king was in a very happy mood. The victory of the Great Expedition and the rich wealth gained gave the king the capital to truly unify his kingdom. The god of the Lake Fairy
The winner was wearing a king's dress, leaning against the side of the ship, enjoying the biting sea breeze. Sailors and knights were coming and going on the deck, but no one came to disturb him, which made him even more happy.
The king waved behind him.
Ryan's personal maid Olica is standing behind him. The dark elf is obviously in a very happy mood. Today she is wearing a Begonia lace bud elegant black gauze waist long skirt, with a classical blue and white silk cloak on the outside.
The slit in the skirt revealed a pair of
Her slender and straight body, wrapped in black semi-sheer velvet pantyhose, is worn with strappy high heels. For more than ten years, Olika has been accompanying Ryan like this. Unknowingly, Ryan has already taken Olika over.
Rika becomes an integral part of herself.
Although the life experience of this dark elf is still not completely clear, Ryan has never doubted Orica's loyalty to him. The power of the spirit pattern is absolute, and Orika... seems to have received some affirmation and approval from the emperor.
Hey hey hey... It seems that only Surya and Orika are recognized by the emperor now... I always think Lilith will cry! So Ryan thought.
Seeing Ryan waving, Olica walked obediently to Ryan and was embraced by him. The dark elf leaned in the arms of the King of Knights and watched the sea with him.
As for Veronica Garland Witch, she is still sleeping on the comfortable and soft bed in the king's suite. She is really exhausted, in every sense of the word.
"Master, what are you thinking about?" Orica leaned into Ryan's arms and whispered: "Every time you do this, you are thinking about something. Since you want to think about it, you might as well say it. I may be able to give you some advice.
"
"I'm thinking about what else I can do for this country and this world." Ryan said softly: "The Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition is over, and I seem to have suddenly lost my short-term goals."
"Master, you still have a lot of things to do, and you can't rest now." Orika whispered. There was a strong sweet smell on her body, which made Ryan couldn't help but kiss her a few times: "Ha,
In fact, I can't do anything I want to do. After several battles, the entire Knight Kingdom's army has been exhausted. Even if I want to, I won't have the energy in the next few years."
"Master, what you have to do now is to integrate the power of the entire kingdom." Olika continued: "It is not appropriate to launch any major wars in the next few years. Even for us Druzi, if the losses are too large, Wu
The king will also order to temporarily stop the attack on Ulthuan, of course, except for the city of Hal Ganxi and the one located in the city palace.
Crazy woman - Kane's Bride Witch Heliben, Heliben is always eager for the art of killing and the blood dedicated to the Bloody Hand God. Fortunately, Hal Ganxi is located in the north to resist the barbarian tribes and Chaos Demons.
On the front line, it is not difficult to satisfy the Bloody Hand God's desire to kill, but she spends most of the year as an old woman, with her face aging and her strength declining."
Ryan nodded slightly when he heard this. Dark elves are such a race, there is nothing surprising about them.
As for the relationship between the dark elves and the northern barbarians, it is very confusing to talk about. In order to defend against the attacks of the northern barbarians, the dark elves built a series of permanent fortresses and watchtowers along the north. Even so, the threat of the northern barbarians still never stopped.
It has not stopped. The Chaos tribes blessed by the evil gods have been paying staggering losses every year in an attempt to approach Nagaros. According to Orica, the largest source of slaves in the famous dark elf slave city of Karl-Callond is the northern barbarians.
people.
Yes, many people have the inherent impression that the orderly humans in the south are unbearable, and the barbarians in the north are martially virtuous. This is actually wrong. In fact, the combat effectiveness of ordinary barbarian raiders from Norsca and the northern barbarians is about the same as that of the Empire.
The provincial infantry is about the same, just a little stronger than the serf infantry of Britannia.
The reason that really leaves this impression is that the people of the Empire, Britannia, and the southern countries use the power of order to ensure that the old, weak, sick, and disabled can find their place in society, while for the northern barbarians
, only the strong can survive and then invade south. Southern humans cannot see the truly weak northerners, and the empire is not necessarily safer than Norska. For example, the Nords are famous for being barbaric, and Mrs. Keesler is famous for it.
Fighting nation.
But the dark elves are a true symbol of martial virtue. From time to time, they dare to take the initiative to attack the north to plunder barbarian prisoners of war and turn them into slaves.
What makes Ryan speechless is that occasionally the dark elves, led by the Witch Queen Morathi, will negotiate peace and alliance with the northern barbarians, and go to Ulthuan or the old world to plunder.
However, the Dark Elf is very similar to the Chaos tribe. Neither of them is the kind of race that holds grudges or cares about losses. They will do whatever they don’t like, and they will beat others together when they don’t like each other. It is said that the Witch Queen Morathi and the Chaos Evil God
There is a contract and a lot of connections. The Joy Sect she formed seems to have been secretly spreading chaos corruption. This is what Orika said.
The two stood on the side of the boat and chatted for a while. Olica leaned against Ryan with attachment. The dark elf only felt that the time spent with her master was so wonderful, and she really wished that time stopped at this moment.
"Your Majesty Ryan." But after all, the king was just taking a break from his busy schedule. Soon, an attendant came over and reported the news: "There is something you need to decide."
"What's the matter?" Ryan gently let go of Orika.
"Beria, the captain of the Ugor Cavalry, wants to tell you something. He hopes to replenish and expand the size of the Cavalry. At the same time, he also has some suggestions to tell you."