Global Crossing: Empire of Stars

Lin Zhichen laughed indifferently. "Why should I bring them back? Their era has already passed.

"Let the past stay in the past. Humanity hasn't fallen so far that we need these sleeping warriors to return."

That was only one reason. Returning from the dead would bring many problems. The renewal of life was the source of a civilization's vitality, and he wouldn't casually break that taboo.

Besides, resurrecting the dead and bringing them from the past into the present came at a price. The cost for each individual spirit hero was negligible, but there were trillions of them in the divine kingdom. They were better suited to guarding it and answering the calls of priests in the Material Realm to purge

the Empire's enemies.

Of course, some special individuals were worth the effort—like the Primarch before him.

"The Empire is no longer what it was. Go find Duke Wei Peng. He'll guide you in developing your powers and rebuilding a brand-new Iron Hands Legion. Of course, your descendants will inherit that designation, so you'll need to choose a new title." Lin Zhichen smiled.

In his view, these Primarchs had great potential. They were born Gene Evolvers who were close to the fourth tier; with some effort, they could reach the lord rank. And when the Emperor of Mankind created the Primarchs, he had infused them with the power of the Warp. That meant they also had a talent for Psionics. If they practiced the Empire's Ancient Cultivation Method, they might even achieve something in Psionic Cultivation.

He didn't care about one Iron Hands Legion. But a Gene Evolution ascendant, a lord—that was different. Besides, the Empire's loyal Primarchs had all lived through the era of the Great Expedition. They could at least serve as competent army generals.

Annie Box moved