Warhammer Throne

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For Gilliman, his last memory is fixed in a desperate battle. The original body and a filthy brother are fratricidal, two god-like forces wrestle with each other, vicious curses and ridicule are endless; his last Perception is a burst of pain, the erosion and diffusion of toxins that have surpassed the limit of endurance.

He painfully asked his father to save himself, and his prayer was answered, and a cold golden light hugged him into his arms...

In the next second, Robert Gilliman woke up, he looked around with a "confused" look. He found himself back to the Hall of Justice in Markulag. Even if the light was dim, he could still recognize it. The perfect postures of the Astartes, and...the emperor standing in front of him.

"Father? Are you okay?" This was the first thought in the heart of the loyal son. His face was unstoppable ecstasy. Seeing his father standing in front of him intact, Kiliman's voice trembled: "This is really... great."

"Things may not be as good as you imagined, Roberto." The emperor just replied coldly. He was about to say something, and a forbidden army came in from outside: "Your Majesty, a human suddenly came outside... Will the'mixed' forces with the spirit races destroy them?"

"Allied forces?" The Emperor Yingming Shenwu's face was a little surprised.

"It's Celestine the Saint, Amari, Marshal of the Dark Temple, the Cardian survivors led by Inquisitor Grace, and some Ada Spirits who call themselves the Death Army, my sire." Leaning on the halberd, he reported: "They seem to have formed a coalition."

"...That's fine, Roberto, I'll give you a few days. You'd better seize the time to understand what has happened over the past ten thousand years." The emperor said coldly, and he glanced at Gilliman. Then he said to the Forbidden Army: "Reaper Army?... These spirit races may be useful. I shouldn't destroy them now. Let me talk to them."

"Yes!" The imperial army responded immediately, the emperor's will is the highest truth, and they only need to execute it.

"Ten thousand years?" Robert Killiman was still in a crash, but the Primarch Ma reacted, and he realized a serious question: "What time is it now...?"

The emperor did not answer his words. The lord of mankind went straight away. Obviously he still has other things to do. His journey is top secret. Before the dark gods have reacted, he still has many things to rush. Finish.

In the emperor’s perception, an unprecedented battle is starting in the Chaos Realm. The knights of madness and desire under the command of **** have invaded the garden of Nurgle. The timing of this raid was just right: God of Plague The lazy demons just made a big move to sneak attack on the Terrorist Iron Fire Demon Fort, and the Terrorist Bloodthirsty Demon Army has just invaded the “rape” crystal “Mystery” palace. At this juncture, “Chaotic” Chaos IV The gods are making a big fight. Under his careful cover, the four chaotic gods, who are focused on internal fighting, haven't noticed the revival of the lord of mankind for the time being.

A fragile and difficult ceasefire agreement was reached between the emperor and the **** of death of the spirit race. This negotiation relieved the inquisitor Greyfax, who had agreed to ally with the spirit race without authorization, and the spirit race got the desired result, and Promise that the emperor will assist Kiliman in the next series of actions.

"Let's go to Caliban now!" The Forbidden Army's ship left Mackulag, leaving behind Kiliman, who had just awakened.

About a week later, Robert Gilliman sat back heavily on the throne. A moment ago, he rejected all the'servants' and advisors, and even the Honor Guard was ordered to wait outside the sanctuary.

"It turns out that thousands of years have passed." Ultimate Warrior Gene Primarch, the lord of Ultramar sat back to his throne in pain.

His physical pain was healed by the emperor, but his heart wound was getting bigger and bigger.

The original body has had a conversation with the saint and her companions, the commanders of the extreme fighters, and even Evelyn of the Death Army one by one; the in-depth and sincere dialogue lasted for several days, during which Kiliman used With every affinity and cunning as a politician, I created a harmonious and friendly atmosphere, laughed at each other to tell the other party more information, and perfectly concealed my emotional'waves' caused by these words.

Kiliman spoke highly of the insights given by each visitor and praised their contribution to the empire; according to each guest’s different personalities and preferences, Kiliman has specific goals. Sexually demonstrates the side of his personality that best caters to the other party, making the other party unconsciously respond to his questions with sincerity and frankness.

Although on the surface it seemed silent, every reply was like a cannonball bombarding the original body's chest; the confusion and fear made him unable to breathe, and the grief and pain made him hard to control himself.

Robert Killiman covered his face with his hands and let out a low howling, his armor hummed with this action.

He eagerly hoped that his father would return to him, or that a brother could have a good chat with him.

"Thousands of years," he continued, "Look at what they have become, and we are the same-blind faith, ignorance, suffering, decadence, all of which are popular in the name of a god, ironic Yes, this'god' himself has never hated this title."

Killiman shook his head and got up and walked around in this sanctuary belonging to the captain of the battle. His gaze flicked over the battle flag hung on the wall. Every side was as high as an imperial knight. The fabric depicts the heroic feats of the extreme fighters.

Kill aliens and execute heretics; save the world and destroy the world. The paintings show the past great achievements of the battle group at a glance, and the clearly recognizable imperial eagle emblem and coat of arms rubbed it.

In addition to this, there is another existence shrouded in the halo and sitting on the throne-that must be the emperor.

He learned from the Forbidden Army and his men that his father had only just recovered.

"We failed, father," Killiman's words were full of exhaustion and sorrow. "You have failed your sons, and we have failed you; our arrogance and vanity have created today's empire, and we have failed mankind-doesn't Horus claim that you intend to ascend to God and use this as an excuse to initiate rebellion Is it'chaotic'? Wouldn't the appearance of the empire today invite him to ridicule him for gleeful misfortune?"

The anger surged in the heart of the Lord of Otramar, he clenched his fist to restrain himself-he imagined that he smashed tables and chairs, tore up flags like a mad beast, and tilted his anger into the room. Put everything.

But the anger quickly faded.

"There is still hope, father is back." Gilliman murmured, courage returned to the body of the original gene, so dark, so desperate, the status quo facing his father's empire could not crush him.

Because the father came back, at this most desperate and darkest occasion, the Lord of Mankind finally returned.

He has also learned how much fruit has been produced in Belisariu-Kaul's research institute under the surface of Mars. All this convinced him that there is still hope for a more glorious tomorrow, and there is still hope for the empire to be reborn from the flames.

Under the guidance of his father, mankind will once again unite under the banner of the emperor, and he will continue to fight as the Primarch of the Ultimate Warrior.

"It's just... I'm left, I'm the only one left." Kiliman gritted his teeth and sighed slightly. The Primarch has already learned that all the Primarchs in the past are either missing or degenerate, and now the entire human race The empire only left him with a Gene Primarch awake.

Thousands of years later, he has become the only surviving original body.

"Who told you? Gilliman? Who told you that you are the only one left?" At this moment, a tall black figure walked into the hall of the Ultimate Warrior from the door. .

He is holding a lion helmet in his hand, his noble face is still as pure and flawless as ten thousand years ago, the long golden hair hangs down from his cheeks, and the black power armor is still as clean as new ten thousand years ago. His face was as cold as the emperor, just looking at Killiman's shameful look, the face of this uninvited guest had some contempt: "Afraid?"

"Leon! My brother!!!" Hearing this familiar voice, Gilliman raised his head suddenly, his voice was full of disbelief, but when he confirmed the figure of the visitor, joy and sadness filled him. Inwardly, his face remained calm, only the tears in the corners of his eyes and trembling hands betrayed him.

He rushed to the uninvited guest and looked at his brother happily. He suddenly didn’t know how to express his enthusiasm. After hesitating continuously, the Master of Extreme Fighters gave the comer a warm hug, even though they were caught between them. Blocked by power armor.

"..." The First Legion Primarch that just woke up was a little at a loss for Gilliman's warm hug, or that he didn't know how to express his feelings, thinking that the person in front of him had been asleep for thousands of years like himself. Ang El Johnson finally stretched out his hand reluctantly and patted Gilliman on the back awkwardly, beckoning him to let go.

The emperor stood outside, watching his two sons embracing, the Lord of Man’s eyes finally had a wave of “waves”, it was a trace of regret, and now only two of his former proud works are still in him. Under his command, what is left is not depravity or disappearance. Some primitives know where they are but cannot be retrieved or recalled for a while, and some primitives don't even know where they are going.

Then, the father and son came back to the secret room and discussed the next plan.

The emperor rejected Gilliman's suggestion to sit down, and he told his son that he hated sitting.

"I have news to tell you that you have a new brother." The emperor stood in the main seat, and his gaze shot straight into the distance like a sharp sword: "He was left to me by Makado. The last gift is also the key to my recovery. Without his efforts, there would be no recovery for me."

"He is the secret weapon I use to deal with the ‘Chaos’ chaos and the only hope to save the fallen primitives. He can reverse the corruption and restore the fallen primitives to their original form...with my help."

"Remember, his existence is top secret. No one except the three of us can know about him. If you have a chance, you will see him." The emperor calmly said: "The galaxy is burning, and now we are the only ones standing here. It's dark."

Hearing this, both Gilliman and Johnson’s eyes burned with hope. The fallen brothers have always felt their heartache: "Then what are we going to do? Father?"

"Kiliman, you just need to announce your recovery. In the endless darkness, the recovery of a Primarch is too important for the empire. The waking son will expedition to Tyra to meet his decaying father who is still sitting on the throne. "The emperor first arranged for Kiliman: "Your recovery will attract the attention of'chaos', and there will be a fool who will look for the'door' without much effort."

"Zhuang Sen, the one who took you, follow me to Armageddon." The emperor raised his head, and the face of the lord of mankind was only indifferent: "Let's go and recover a fallen primitive together."

"One, the Primarch that had been heavily contaminated when I first retrieved him, your brother."

"Everything has not been lost, all aliens, heretics, and demons will be wiped out in front of us! The universe will return to peace, and the evil will only be destroyed! Mankind will eventually stand on top of the blood's tide."

The emperor’s black'color' long hair without wind, flying in the air, his body’s sacred glow shone more and more, almost filling the entire sanctuary, after 11 thousand years of uninterrupted battle with the demons in the subspace And endlessly accepting the sacrifices of psionics, the strength of the Lord of Mankind has become even more terrifying.

Killiman and Johnson both stood up.

"The Milky Way belongs to the human empire!" This is Kiliman's roar from his heart.

"Let's continue the unfinished expedition! Father!" Zhuang Sen also expressed his determination.

"let's start!"

Thus, when the human empire was about to fall into the darkest and most terrifying dilemma, a message of hope was spread to every corner of the entire galaxy.

The original body of the Thirteenth Legion, Robert Killiman announced his return, and the reinforcements of the empire are also converging in Makulag endlessly. Dozens of subgroups of extreme fighters are in the whistling etheric frenzy. The trek, not afraid of hardships and dangers, gathered here, just to get a glimpse of the original body-the new star warriors, the sons of Aura, the origin battle group and countless other subgroups gathered into a torrent, rushing to swear allegiance to the original body.

At the same time, the returned parent and child of the **** personally announced that he was about to set off on an expedition to Terra.

A new era has begun.

…………

It seems that something extraordinary is really happening in this world!

Ryan, who was walking on the mountain road, thought that he had been in this state for many days.

He has faintly guessed what happened.

"Your Excellency Ryan, we are about to reach the border of the Arden Forest. Have you seen the mountain in front of you?" The Holy Grail knight Ulles pointed to a hill in front of him and said to Ryan.

After nearly ten days of trekking, the army has entered the borders of Brittania.

"According to the arrangement, you will first go to the Royal Palace in Curona. His Majesty the Knight King Richard will entrust you, and then you will go to the Duchy of Carcassonne in the south, where you will be baptized in the Cathedral of the Lady of the Lake, and we will take you there. Fairy'Nv' Lake, see her Highness the Lake God'Nv' Witch." Jules said the plan arrangement: "She will arrange your position."

Ryan nodded. He was thinking. This arrangement clearly shows the characteristics of the country of Bretania, that is, the politics of north and south. The capital of the king is located in the north of the kingdom, while the cathedral of the lake fairy is located in the south of the kingdom. , So the power of the whole country is divided into two ends, forming two hearts.

The army was advancing in the wilderness, and suddenly there was a drum noise in front of them.

"Beastman! It's a Beastman!" A black spot appeared at the end of the plain.

Holy Grail knight Jules raised his lance: "Ready to fight! Knights!"