Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 62 Human Trafficker Huang Lao Han
[I will eradicate religion because it is a scourge to humanity, distorting human nature with superstition, ignorance and fear!
——Emperor

The Emperor is the death of faith.

The Imperial Truth states that all religious beliefs must be banned, as the Emperor has found throughout his long life that they have never been able to unite humanity, but have instead created more ignorance and division.

Humanity must discard these outdated ideas and completely abandon theism.

He did this because he believed that religion was the food for the Chaos Gods, but it was later proven that the opposite was true: humans' daily thinking itself would feed the Chaos Gods, but if they clearly believed in something other than Chaos, then this energy would not be transmitted to the Chaos Gods.

The things the Emperor did in his de-religionization process were enough to make even atheists feel they were too extreme, and many of the Emperor's actions during the Unification Wars were little more than regional extermination orders.

The Emperor looked at Galen for a moment before speaking: "Your mother, your family, all your tragedies stem from religion.

Now, you are begging me to preserve in this world the things that you should hate the most."

The gaze that was looking at Garen became scorching, and the air around him became stagnant and heavy under that pressure.

Behind this look are all kinds of meanings and concepts. You are my son, you are a Primarch, you are my second general, you are a component of a great cause, you have been stolen by the enemy, and most disturbingly, you may have been changed by Him.

Lux stretched out her white little hands and grabbed at the air. She wanted to give the Emperor a hug to soothe the uncomfortable atmosphere in the air.

A large hand took her arm and drew it back into her embrace, and Galen looked directly into the Emperor's burning gaze.

"Those hardships made me grow. I kept thinking during the ordeal. I will not see things as black or white."

"Faith is a weapon," the Emperor sighed, "a weapon that no race can trust to wield with all their heart."

"My people revere me as a god."

Sanguinius suddenly spoke up, sharing the Emperor's oppression with his brother.

"It brought them a measure of peace. No doubt to you and the heavenly beings behind you, we are nothing more than primitive tribes, cockroaches in this poisonous desert.

But I will repay their trust in me by being their servant, mercy when they need me most, and death to their enemies."

Sanguinius' words were very serious, and he was about to draw his sword.

The emperor once again felt that the family education of his children was more troublesome than managing a huge empire.

"That's why you're afraid of me getting near you, isn't it? You're afraid that what you've accomplished here will be threatened."

The Emperor believed that Sanguinius had secretly purchased his favorite toys without telling his parents, and was afraid that his parents would throw away their favorite toys if they found out.

"I'm talking about loyalty and love," the angel said softly. "It has nothing to do with profit and selfishness."

"It's a small primitive world. You don't need to care so much about it. Why not give it to Saint Guinius as a gift?"

Galen leaned over to the Emperor’s ear and whispered, “You gave me a great gift the first time we met. What an act of treason to the Imperium to knock on the Great Emperor’s head.

Since you promised me in the beginning, it is not right to be partial to one and neglect the other now, great God of All Machines."

The Emperor is very tolerant of things that work in harmony with the Grand Orient, as when He allowed the Mechanicum of Mars to exist.

Furthermore, he allowed the Oilers to worship him as the Messiah of Ohm, the physical embodiment of the All-Mechanical God.

The Emperor weighed the pros and cons and finally nodded and agreed: "Well, Sanguinius, since your brothers have interceded for you, I can agree to your request."

"Your people, the pureblood tribes will enjoy peace. No fleet may enter Baal airspace without your authorization, and the pureblood tribes will not be interfered with without your permission."

"Thank you for your kindness, Father."

Sanguinius knelt on one knee in submission.

The Emperor nodded and turned to look at Galen: "I changed my decision not because of what you said."

"I saw the soul of Sanguinius, pure, clean, and good, and he has saved thousands of people in Baal.

By following me, he can save billions of lives on millions of worlds, and his will is aligned with the Imperial Way."

Galen's eyes wandered, and he caught a glimpse of Sanguinius's grateful eyes and sweet smile. He coughed and asked the Emperor in a low voice: "Can you still see souls? How is my soul? Is it to your taste?"

"."

After a moment's silence, the Emperor gave an answer that didn't sound like an answer.

"I prefer Lux's soul."

"Your brother has just returned. His legions are scattered across the endless sea of ​​stars. They are struggling for the future of the empire and are unable to escape.

Before that, Sanguinius followed you, told him some things about the Empire, and took him to the Flaming Wheel sub-sector, where the battle needed the support of another Primarch. "

After saying this, the Emperor opened his arms and signaled with his eyes for Lux to jump over.

Garen frowned, and dodged backwards while holding Lux, looking at the Emperor as if he were a human trafficker.

"I'm going to Terra now. You should hurry up and find the rest of your brothers!"

"There is no option to go to Terra in your current task list. You can teach Sanguinius and the Fire Wheel Sub-sector Campaign. Go do these things."

Lux finally returned to the Emperor because Garen could not defeat him.

Fortunately, he got a gift and used the emperor's hard head to replenish the steel of his heart.

Current maximum health is: 45617↑

Before stepping into the shadow of the ship, the Emperor's words were transmitted directly into Galen's head.

"Your guards will arrive soon. Complete the anti-greenskin weapons before the Battle of Firewheel ends."

Garen nodded in understanding, and he would have done the same without the Emperor's urging.

After the Battle of the Wheel of Fire came the Battle of Ullanor, which determined the future fate of the entire empire.

Who will get the title of Warmaster in the end depends on who has a thicker wrist, Horus or him.

The Emperor Dream turned into a bright spot and disappeared into the deep space, and the heavy atmosphere suddenly became much lighter.

"call--"

Letting out a long breath, Sanguinius felt more relaxed physically and mentally than ever before.

“He’s too harsh.”

Sanguinius said this.

"He's a human trafficker." Galen pouted unhappily.

"You forgot to tell him about the Necron Crypt."

Galen rolled his eyes at him: "Why don't you say anything?"

"I'll listen to you!"

"." Garen said, "Keep it a secret for now and don't tell him. I'll prepare a big birthday party for him."

"what?"

Sanguinius asked, looking at the plate in his hand.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"eat!"

(End of this chapter)