Divine Seal
As dusk fell in Terra's northernmost point, an engineering team comprising three legions was working intensively on construction.
A large number of containers bearing the logo of Atlas were airlifted in, and as soon as they landed, they were unpacked and loaded onto trucks, where they were assembled under the direction of the Arch-Magos.
After years of experience, Kragg is no longer the incompetent sage she once was. Backed by Atlas, she can even be received by the Forge Lord at the Mars headquarters, making her a true winner in life.
Not to mention, he personally participated in the modification and research of Angron and got to know Land, the greatest sage of the Empire during the Great Crusade.
Fealty is the best reward.
Kragg kept this in mind. Regardless of whether it violated the Imperial Truth, she would do her best to achieve that goal as long as Mordred gave the order.
As for Omnissiah, whom she once worshipped, the Arch-Magos could only say, "That's irrelevant. Why didn't you show yourself when you were being torn to pieces?"
Compared to the ethereal and unpredictable nature of faith, tangible things are far more real.
Looking at Mordred, who was discussing the final solution with the two Primarchs, Kragg wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth before stepping forward:
"Your Highness, all components have been assembled, and the receiving terminal in the Serenity is now fully operational. We can now conduct our final test."
"Alright, then activate the Divine Seal immediately! Kragg, you're truly my capable assistant."
The Arch-Magos, whose head was being kneaded, trembled. Stimulated by a massive amount of dopamine, his twelve mechanical arms emitted an ominous green light, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light. He almost caused her living brain to dry out completely.
Fortunately, his black robe was large enough to cover the leaking No. 54 engine oil, preventing the Arch-Magos's unusual condition from being discovered by others. After the final order was given, all staff members quickly evacuated and hid in the fortifications that had been built in advance.
Under the spotlight, the Divine Seal Terminal, which spirals upwards in a double helix structure and consists of two layers, totaling thirteen kilometers in height, began to gradually light up.
This was the first time the three legions had worked together. Atlas contributed the core technology, the Thousand Sons performed Psychic Power disassembly, and the Imperial Fists turned that technology into reality.
After investing a great deal of manpower and resources, this creation, which cost one-third of the cost of Gloriana-class Battleship and emptied Atlas's coffers, embodies the hard work of countless people. If it succeeds, they will make history.
Countless thoughts representing anticipation were brewing in the Sea of Souls, even attracting the attention of the Chaos God was also watching the Live Broadcast.
The Khorne is fearless and wants a smooth gaming experience more than anyone else; the blue aunt only seeks change, believing the appearance of the Divine Seal will make her even stronger.
The Nurgle bastard has come to regard Mordred as a kindred spirit and will not betray their friendship.
As for Slaanesh, there's no need to mention him. Atlas knows better than anyone what he would do with the Divine Seal, and Slaanesh is one of the powers.
"Fel Energy core activated."
"Warp Rift readings unchanged, conversion rate good, Plasma Engine ignition successful, connecting to Terra geothermal core, initiating connection 1"
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However, at this exciting moment, someone always manages to spoil the atmosphere. Upon seeing the suddenly appearing Golden Giant, the three brothers simultaneously frowned, and a muffled thud of exasperation echoed through the Warp.
"Old Man Huang, you're really annoying. Don't force me to get angry when I'm happiest, not even when your Psychic Power is depleted."
"Kill the three of us brothers."
"That's right. To stop the plan, even you, Father, will have to get past me, Magnus. Power of Muscle, I—"
"Slap"
Before Xiao Ma could finish speaking, he was slapped through the floor, leaving only his head sticking out. His eyes instantly became clear.
"Psychic Power is Psychic Power, why call it muscles? I think you've taken the wrong medicine."
"No, Father, you can't slander me. This is all-natural; I didn't take any drugs." Even after being defeated in one move, Magnus kept proving that his muscles weren't generated by Psychic Power, but were all-natural.
Meanwhile, Dorn, seeing his good brother crippled and kneeling so quickly, slipped behind the Emperor in an instant.
Mordred knew those two were unreliable, so he had to take matters into his own hands. The Divine Seal Terminal had to be installed and running no matter what.
"Old Man Huang, as long as the Divine Seal is successful, we'll have a stable means of communication. Do you know what that means?"
The Emperor was well aware of the importance of stable communications. The entire Great Crusade was paving the way for the Webway Project. If Mordred could develop a similarly important means of communication, he would definitely give it his full support.
But looking at that so-called Divine Seal Terminal, even if the Emperor were blind, he could see the giant eyeball on it—it was a living Xenos.
"No, you're playing with fire. I won't allow something so blasphemous to appear within the Empire. If it's activated, the entire Terra will be Chaos Energy Corruption."
Ha, blasphemy? Mordred was so angry he laughed. His creation was so adorable, how dare you, you bastard, call it blasphemy? Did a donkey kick your brain?
"This is a necessary sacrifice! I've disliked Terra for a long time; this is not my homeland at all. Why don't you move the capital?"
"Bullshit, you Rebellious son, you're going too far!"
No matter how Mordred tried to justify his actions, the Emperor refused to agree to the move. For the Golden Giant, his ultimate goal was to restore humanity and allow mortals to rule the empire.
Even the Space Marine are merely weapons created for the Great Crusade; they will eventually retire when the time comes. Once the production of Gene-Seed ceases, they will one day disappear from history.
But this Divine Seal is different. This level of Chaos Energy Corruption would turn humans into idiots like Mordred. The entire empire would be insane, and there would be no way to revive it!
Mordred berates the Emperor for turning back the clock of history and calling him a tyrant. The Emperor angrily rebukes Mordred for being brainless and wanting to destroy humanity. Unable to convince each other, they begin to hurl sacred profanities.
"Then why not build one with lower power?"
Following the sound, a tiny, long-eared boy huddled in a corner became the center of attention. The Emperor's face was gloomy and thoughtful, while Mordred remained silent, pondering to himself.
After exchanging glances, the Emperor slapped Mordred on the head, pulling his ear and yelling:
"You bastard, you're not even hiding it from anyone now! Where did you get this illegitimate daughter? I think you're really hungry."
This is the second time I've been wrongly accused. The last time it was Magnus, and this time it's the Yellow Skins. Are you all blind?
Mordred would rather jump off this cliff and die here than have any thoughts about Slaanesh.
But what was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. After being personally confirmed by the Emperor, Sally grabbed Mordred's leg and, in front of everyone, greeted the Emperor:
"Hello, Grandfather!"