The Emperor Is the Emperor!

Snap!

As the bullets from Kasgar's Boltgun were fired, a huge blood hole reappeared in Erebus's thigh, which had just been healed by the Warpfire.

The exploding flesh and blood added a strong, pungent smell of blood to the entire mansion.

Click.

After throwing the empty magazine to the ground, Kasgar smashed the butt of his rifle into the other man's nose again. Blood gushed out as the precise blow broke the man's nasal bone, causing it to tilt to the other side.

Hiss.

Why does it look so familiar?

This scene?

Has he experienced this scenario before?

A strange sense of familiarity arose in Kasgar's heart.

It seems like I beat up Erebus somewhere before using the same method.

Why are you firing two Bolter at Erebus again?

Kasgar: "."

Something's not right.

But who cares, let's just fight first.

Who could resist hitting him?

Snap!

Another Boltgun hit him in the side of his abdomen.

Wow, there are even extra bonus levels!

The intense impact caused him to lie on the floor, writhing in agony like a maggot.

Then, in despair, he stopped struggling.

"Erebus. Erebus"

Kasgar picked up the monomolecular dagger that was deeply embedded in the wooden table, tossed the short knife in his hand, and brought it close to Erebus's face.

"Now, it's time for me to peel off your shameless skin!"

Last time there wasn't enough time, but this time, Kasgar is determined to expose this guy's face to the public!

Let's see if he dares to use someone else's face to harm people again.

For some reason, or perhaps because the situation had changed this time, peeling off Erebus's face was not difficult for Kasgar at this moment. With a gentle peel, his face, which had been hidden in the darkness, appeared in Kasgar's view.

He can finally see Erebus's true colors!

—Exactly the same as Kasgar.

What's going on?

A voice filled with disbelief came from his mouth.

The mouth that came from below his second right eye spoke strange and bizarre syllables, which could not be uttered by a human tongue.

The world is turned upside down, strange Guanghua and colors that do not exist in this world are blooming, and the laws of time and space seem to no longer apply to the present.

The Hand of Fate is invisible and formless.

You think you've severed our arms, but you are the new Hand of Fate.

Everything is going according to plan.

Everything is here.

[Under Plan]

"--call!"

On the Pride of the Emperor, in the Primarch's private bedroom.

Kasgar suddenly woke up from his dream.

He sat up abruptly from the warm, white bedding, his back now covered in cold sweat.

"What's wrong, Kasgar?"

Did you have a nightmare?

Fulgrim smiled gently and embraced him with her white arms.

Gently pat his back.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Do you need me to sing you a lullaby?

"Fine."

Kasgar is still in a state of extreme tension and has not yet recovered.

Damn it, you Tzeentch!

It's unclear whether He did it before, but this time it was definitely Him!

You beast!

They actually photoshopped Kasgar's face onto that beast's head!

He still vividly remembers the shock he felt the moment he saw Erebus's face.

Oh my god, that scared me to death!

If the previous actions might have been part of a scheme, then this is the most serious insult to his Kasgar personality!

Damn it, you Tzeentch!

They still seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

Kasgar, held tightly in Fulgrim's arms, thought angrily.

One day we'll have to conquer the Crystal Labyrinth!

I'll tear your fur off the ground, and I'll even break your staff!

But those are all things for the future.

At this moment, Kasgar could only sense that Fulgrim's hands were somewhat restless.

What are your hands doing?

Kasgar sat up again, exhausted.

Fortunately, as the Legion Primarch, Fulgrim had more matters to attend to, so he left the room for the time being.

He rubbed his forehead and looked at the magnificent cabinet beside his bed, adorned with pure amethyst jewels, where a beautifully bound scroll, its surface gilded, bore the signature of "Lorgar Aurelian" in fine, delicate gold ink.

The gift from the Primarch helped Kasgar uncover the demon lurking among his companions and awakened his fervent faith in religion.

This will allow him to escape the quagmire of fanaticism and become a faithful disseminator and defender of the Imperial Truth.

On the Pride of the Emperor at that time, Lorgar knelt deeply in front of Kasgar for a long time.

But in the end, after thirteen days and nights in Terra, Lorgar finally understood the Emperor's good intentions and stood up.

At least it looks like they understand.

Since the Emperor says he is not a god, he must uphold the Imperial Truth.

If it is the will of a god who claims not to be a god, why doesn't Lorgar choose to obey it?

Kasgar had once asked Lorgar the same question when the other party was kneeling on the Pride of the Emperor.

Lorgar's answer was very distinctive.

He believed this was a test given to him by the Emperor as a god.

He must uphold his faith in God.

Even God's own words could not shake his steadfastness.

Everything he is experiencing now is a test given to him by God.

As long as he remains steadfast enough, he will receive unparalleled glory when the Emperor finally ascends to godhood.

That's so well said!

Kasgar silently recited this in his mind.

It's a shame you didn't seize the opportunity last time, my friend?

"Your thinking makes a lot of sense."

Kasgar said, "But is there a possibility, I mean, maybe?"

"This is not actually a test, but rather a question of whether the Emperor truly believes he is not a god and needs you to spread the Imperial Truth throughout the Imperium."

!

Lorgar suddenly raised her head, a hint of doubt appearing in her eyes.

Right?

"The idea that God is testing you comes from your own mind."

Seeing that the other party seemed to understand, Kasgar continued to emphasize.

"The idea that one is not a god and needs you to spread the Emperor's truth is a request from the Emperor himself."

"You see, in comparison, your belief that the other person is testing you has no basis whatsoever; it's entirely based on your own judgment."

"The Emperor must have his own considerations and plans for believing that he is not a god. Your role in spreading the Imperial Truth is also part of his arrangements."

"Given this consideration, I think it's better for you to listen to the Emperor."

Is that so?

A look of bewilderment appeared in Lorgar's eyes.

For Luo Jia, who had been Lorgar with a religious mindset, critical thinking was not his forte.

There may have been debates in Colchis in the past.

But all the religious leaders who could debate with Lorgar were crushed by him using physical means.

It has to be said that fists are always the most effective way to spread religion.

According to Lorgar, debate is a process of self-doubt and attempting to prove oneself.

There is no need to doubt or give reasons for faith in God.

So by the time the planet was finally unified, the Colchis, including the Lorgar, had long forgotten how to reflect on their actions.

Just send a letter and that's it.

Of course, Lorgar would naturally assume that this was a test given to him by the Emperor, and that it was also related to his wicked father, Cole Fallon.

This old dog often beat and scolded Lorgar when he was young, under the guise of testing him.

Although they later dared not fight because they were no match for the opponent, the Primarch still developed a deep-seated mindset and a tendency to admire the strong.

Subconsciously, he would think that everything the Emperor, as the ruler, did that did not conform to his understanding—such as the claim that a glowing, five-meter-tall Psychic Power giant was not a god—was a test of his piety.

"But why won't the Emperor let us consider him a god?"

Lorgar murmured.

"Look," Kasgar pointed to the coffin beside him that sealed Erebus.

"This is the consequence."

"If the Emperor acknowledges himself as a god, his will will be distorted under the influence of these fools."

"Thus serving the purposes he desires to achieve is not the scene the Emperor expects to see."

As he spoke, Kasgar leaned closer and whispered.

"As for whether the Emperor is a god or not, we can enjoy that on a small scale."

"There's really no need to announce it loudly. Enjoy it on a small scale, understand?"

What you said seems to make some sense.

After saying this, Lorgar, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to be deep in thought.

Then he quickly fell into a deep meditative state.

Its speed was so fast that even Kasgar was somewhat taken aback.

Etc?

So that's it?

The faith that the Emperor had stubbornly upheld for him for countless years was shattered by a single sentence from Kasgar.

Kasgar blinked rapidly, incredulous.

Shouldn't the Emperor have been persuaded repeatedly, but to no avail, and ultimately the only option left was to burn down the Perfect City?

Why is it so simple?

Old Man Huang?

How did you persuade them at the time?

He began to have some doubts about the Emperor's methods of persuasion.

(In my imagination)

Emperor: Repeat after me—Father!

Lorgar: God!

Emperor: Father!

Lorgar: God!

Emperor: Father!

Lorgar: God!

The dialogue between the human and the machine, father and son, is repeated countless times.

Emperor: "I've had enough of all this red tape!"

The Emperor decided to burn down the Perfect City.

Reasonable.

From that moment on, Kasgar began to have deep doubts about the Emperor's communication abilities.

Several days and nights.

Pride of the Emperor

After a long period of reflection, Lorgar finally stood up from her kneeling position.

He understood!

Since the Emperor denies that he is a god, then the Emperor is not a god.

There's no need to dwell on this issue too much.

Under Kasgar's guidance and examples, he gradually came to understand the prominent doctrines of the Imperium of Man—

Stubborn!

Learn from others, even just learn from Russ!

If Psychic Power aren't allowed, then use Runepriest;

If you don't allow people to call the Emperor a god, then call him the All-Father.

What is the All-Father?

Of course, All-Father is All-Father, right?

It means "All-Father".

"So that's how it is! That's why Emperor aren't gods!"

Lorgar, having grasped this key point, suddenly understood.

"Emperor is Emperor!"

Forget about gods and gods, Emperor is Emperor!

Are Emperor gods?

He is Emperor.

What is Emperor?

Emperor is Emperor, Emperor's all!

Of course, it's the Emperor.

Was that Emperor a god?

He is Emperor.

I'll take a short break to find some ideas, and I'll post 6K more today.