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The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

The God-Emperor agreed.

Although he knew himself well, he was not sure that the God-Emperor would definitely agree to his plan, because the basis of this plan was the sacrifice of the God-Emperor himself.

The God-Emperor is different from him.

The God-Emperor is the carrier of human faith. He has carried the ten thousand years of human faith, and his personal will has long been full of cracks.

Once he becomes a god, his personal will will collapse in a very short time.

He will become the God of Corruption and Destruction, and will no longer have anything to do with humans, nor will he have any resemblance to the "Emperor".

His measure of life will end, followed by the coming of the god of erosion and destruction.

"Sacrifice is the keynote of humanity."

"It's our turn."

The Emperor muttered to himself as he looked at the surging warp currents.

Whether in the great expedition of mankind's aggressiveness or in the 10,000 years when the human empire struggled in this parallel time and space, mankind is writing an immortal chapter with sacrifices.

Mortal, Astartes, Primarch.

No one is excepted.

Now at last it was the turn of the Emperor himself.

Although the Emperor does not need to sacrifice himself like the God-Emperor, he has to sacrifice humans in another parallel time and space. This is a difficult decision for him.

The emperor sighed quietly.

As his mood fluctuated, the nearby subspace currents seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and the battleship seemed to be driving on a dead lake.

On ships with the Emperor, the Geller field, used to resist warp attacks, can be activated or disabled.

Because the Emperor's will can control most things in the subspace, even the four evil gods will not stroke the Emperor's beard directly.

The Emperor turned around and walked towards the cabin.

For Inquisitor Greyfax, this was the most incredible journey into the Warp.

The battleship carries the true leader of the Empire - the Emperor!

The emperor was more approachable than described in myths and legends. He actually ate in the cafeteria, chatted with them, and laughed when the conversation was pleasant, without any sense of distance.

Everyone was flattered.

The entire voyage went without incident, and they arrived at Terra earlier than scheduled.

On this day, the whole of Terra was filled with great joy.

Emperor, return!

News from the subspace arrived on Terra earlier than the battleship, and the High Lords Council, the Inquisition, the Imperial Church, and the Adeptus Mechanicus received the news almost at the same time.

They spared no expense in preparing a grand welcome ceremony for the Emperor.

Every street in Terra is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and there are sculptures and murals of emperors everywhere. The air is filled with suffocating incense, and you can hear the fanatical prayers of believers as soon as you wake up.

At the same time, countless loyalists from Homeworld embarked on pilgrimages to Terra.

Many people understand that this is a journey of death with no return. Most of them will die on the way, and their next generation and even the next generation will have a chance to reach Terra.

But they still came with determination. This is the power of faith.

Humanity's violent emotional fluctuations set off a huge storm in the warp. The pale sun hanging high above Terra absorbed the power of the storm, making it harder to predict.

The Chaos Legion cowers, not daring to get involved in reality.

The Emperor has yet to truly set foot on Terra, but the entire galaxy has been transformed by the news of his return.

A small spacecraft landed slowly at the Capital Airport.

The entire airport was vacated, and the high-ranking lords were waiting respectfully below.

All the top leaders of the human empire are here.

Each of their expressions became more respectful and humble than the other, for fear of being labeled disloyal by their enemies.

At this earth-shaking moment, a disloyal hat can lead to the execution of a high lord in a busy city, and the person who executes the high lord will not only not be punished, but will also be rewarded. The high lords were very nervous at the moment.

According to historical records, during the period when the Emperor ruled the Human Empire, the government affairs of the empire were controlled by Malcador, the last holder of the Seal, and there was no such thing as the High Lords Council.

They are anxious about their fate.

They had reason to suspect that their power evaporated from the moment the Emperor entered the palace.

To put it bluntly, their sincere hope that the Emperor would return was false news.

Although the return of the Emperor is a great blessing for the entire human empire, they do not want the Emperor to return out of personal selfishness.

damned! Why did the Emperor suddenly return?

Is it a fake?

Hi, will there be a High Lords Council in the future?

There is no doubt that the High Lords Council is a corrupt and degenerate institution.

The high lords who have nothing to do with their bodies occupy the center of imperial politics, seeking endless glory and wealth for themselves and their families.

No matter what happens, they will not give up their own interests.

According to the data, if it was Guilliman who returned instead of the Emperor, the high lords would even have the unnatural idea of ​​removing Guilliman from his military power and putting him under house arrest.

In fact, they even toyed with the idea of ​​assassinating the Emperor, but were unable to do so because the Inquisition was too focused.

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The jet at the tail of the spacecraft shot out recoil airflow, and the spacecraft landed smoothly.

Everyone bent down a little deeper.

The hatch of the spacecraft slowly opened, and a group of people walked out of the spacecraft.

"Is this Terra ten thousand years from now?"

"Troublesome!"

Everyone's heart trembled.

The Emperor is dissatisfied with the current state of Terra?

Who did the planet planning?

"I am Malcador." The person who just spoke continued, "The Emperor ordered me to take over the affairs of the Empire. You raise your heads and look at me."

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He's not the emperor, that's fine

etc! Malcador?

Isn’t Malcador dead?

The high lords raised their heads and saw an old man with an unhappy face.

Malcador's mood was not very beautiful.

After the Emperor became Cheng Xin's assistant, he was put on leave.

With the special talent allowance from the coalition government, he traveled around the earth and was extremely happy.

Suddenly he was pulled over by the emperor and thrown into the cesspool!

Imperial government affairs ten thousand years later

Oh my God!

Malcador's scalp felt numb just thinking about it. He spent the night recalling his little psychic tricks when dealing with government affairs.

"The Emperor wanted to visit Terra by himself. He took a step ahead and was not with us." Malcador waved his hand, "The high lord stays, and everyone else should disperse."

He wanted to see the empire borer ten thousand years from now.

Living Saint Celestine smiled and said: "The God Emperor will summon you when necessary. Wait for His call devoutly."

Everyone looked at each other.

Did the emperor pay a private visit incognito? (End of chapter)