Warhammer 40K: The Jokester Who Saves the World
Chapter 693

Its Ass Was Still Stuck on the Throne,

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Just like an angler who'd finally caught a fish but still passed his own door three times without going in, the three brothers flew their Imperial Knights around the Hive City several times before landing in front of the Imperial Palace after dark.

Sensing an unidentified flying object intruding, the Adeptus Custodes rushed out in a mass. But when they saw who had arrived, every Corn Spirit couldn't help taking off their helmets and exclaiming,

"By the God-Emperor, that thing is huge!"

Before, the Adeptus Custodes would definitely have cursed this thing as heresy. But Old Man Yellow wasn't home anymore, and their superior, Valdor, was gone too.

Kitten, the Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes, had become the one in charge. But Kitten wasn't home either; she'd gone off to fool around with her T'au Planet girlfriend. Following the chain of command, the Dog-man Adeptus Custodian Rambo had become their current leader.

If the Primarchs' reverence for the Emperor bordered on madness, then the Adeptus Custodes' reverence for him couldn't even be described as madness. With popular opinion on his side, Rambo announced that they should act with urgency and not be bound by rigid rules.

"The God-Emperor has a thousand faces. Every believer can see the most beautiful aspect of him. How can we call such a beautiful creation heretical?"

His words won unanimous praise from the Adeptus Custodes, who promptly opened the Imperial Palace gates. Even the Corn Spirits from the Tower of Hegemony came running over, eager to admire this rare spectacle.

By the time Hogg worked the control stick and joystick to guide the Imperial Knight into the underground palace, a crowd of Minions had gathered behind it. Some even got handsy and went up to touch it, their faces breaking into goofy grins.

Malice had

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