Other Primarchs did not take the initiative, such as Konrad Curze. Fulgrim and Sanguinius each grabbed one hand and pressed it against the door. The warmth from the two hands made Konrad Curze feel extremely uncomfortable. He chose to give up after struggling to no avail, with a complicated look on his face.
Angron also put his hand on the door. He wanted to leave quickly and find a quiet place to daze.
Mortarion looked confused, like a puppet trying to follow his example.
The door didn't seem so heavy anymore. The Emperor, who was of average body size, felt a little emotional in his heart. He felt his eyes were a little moist for no reason, but not to the point of crying.
Although it is not perfect, it is good enough. Even if tomorrow is the end, the Emperor feels that he will face it with relief.
The door opened a gap, and golden light came from the pavement. The Emperor squinted his eyes and heard some voices coming from behind.
Looking back, I found that the light that passed through the door gap fell on Golden Throne. The empty seat was scattered with tiny specks of dust, forming the outline of an old friend of the Emperor.
"Malcador?"
The Emperor's lips trembled, unable to say anything. His thoughts suddenly returned to a long time ago. Before the Emperor could say anything more, he was surrounded by Primarchs and squeezed out.
Oedmeir, who escaped from Golden Throne's data sea, stood on the side of Golden Throne and watched the door slowly close. She could clearly see the complicated look in the Emperor's eyes.
It's so heartbreaking...
Oedmeir sighed and remembered his father's evaluation of the Emperor.
"After all the veils are removed, the person on Golden Throne is just a silly boy Dumb-Dumb."
Oedmeir stretched and continued to adjust Golden Throne's work.
Apart from Throne Room, Adeptus Custodes and Space Marines, who were kneeling together, raised their heads. They saw the Emperor and Primarchs standing behind the Emperor.
Adeptus Custodess only care about their king, and they are all excited to see the Emperor walking on earth again.
Space Marines people are paying more attention, especially Bjorn, a veteran who has been active since the Great Crusade period. He was sealed into Dreadnought Sarcophagus The remaining body shed tears, and his vision gradually blurred, and he saw the distant and glorious early stage of Great Crusade. At this moment, Bjorn forgot all hatred, and just wanted to remember this scene in his heart and never forget it.
No cheers, no applause.
In the calm, Imperium of Man has ushered in a new stage. They will sweep away the decay and decadence of the past, and use their last vestige of strength to guard the hard-won fire of hope.
After a brief appearance, the Emperor returned to Throne Room, and there is still a lot of work to be done. In addition to the 50-year preparation period mentioned by Tzeentch, Terra and The recovery and reconstruction of Mars, the treatment plan for Primarchs and its legion... These are all issues that urgently need to be solved. Under the huge shadow of the doomsday of Milky Way, countless undercurrents are surging.
Under the arrangement of the Emperor, Primarchs who were willing to serve the Emperor dispersed one after another. Rogal Dorn chose to stay in Terra. He wanted to renovate Terra, organize Imperial Fists and Terra mortal armies to rescue survivors from the ruins and appease the civilians.
Jaghatai led the White Scars and Expeditionary Force fleets to patrol the Cadia void, capturing or destroying the remnant enemies who had the chance to escape.
Corax returned to Raven Guard. He first affirmed Colvin Chapter Master's work, and then said that he wanted to return to Deliverance. Even after so long, he still could not forget the hometown that gave him a lot of warmth.
Roboute Guilliman was Cegorach Cegorach was repatriated along the same route, and he returned to Macragge in a state of dizziness. As soon as his butt touched the familiar seat, he heard Ultramarines's self-reproaching cry. Roboute Guilliman was serious. After drinking to stop Ultramarines's weakness, his face changed and he gently announced the return of the Emperor to everyone. Compared to the silent and autistic the Emperor, Roboute Guilliman is better at using publicity to inspire people.
After hearing the news, Ultramarines was silent at first, and then asked Roboute Guilliman again and again with a trembling voice. Roboute Guilliman patiently answered Ultramarines's questions, and announced with suppressed surprise and cheers that Macragge would deliver the good news, and all citizens would receive material rewards and a day's rest.
"When the Emperor sat on Golden Throne, we designated that day as Emperor's Ascension Festival. Now that the Emperor is back with us, we designated this day as Emperor's Return Festival! Celebrate Let's go! Imperium citizens! The bright future of mankind is right in front of us!" Roboute Guilliman's propaganda spread with Macragge as the center, and the entire Ultramar Sector fell into a wave of celebration in the following days.
After doing all this publicity, Roboute Guilliman returned to his room. He withdrew all his joy and stared at the beautiful fireworks rising in the distance with a complicated expression. He did not think it was wise to let most people know about the end of Milky Way. Some secrets can only be carried out in the shadows. At least for them, the war has been won, which is enough. The next work should be done by Primarchs, who are known as demigods. After all, with greater ability comes greater responsibility.
Of course, Roboute Guilliman is not the only Primarchs who is good at politics. Perturabo is similar to Roboute Guilliman in many aspects after calming down, so he also knows the importance of publicity to boost morale.
After waking up, Perturabo returned to Cadia. He led the work of some Lamenters and Iron Warriors who were willing to follow him. Once he returned to Cadia, Perturabo brought good news to everyone. Compared with Roboute Guilliman's preaching, Perturabo's preaching emphasized the connection between sacrifice and victory.
The soldiers lying in the trench were silent. Among them were Expeditionary Force with elite equipment, and Cadian Guard who relied on Lasgun to fight to the death. Tzeentch relied on a After the series of methods were sublimated, there was no fighting here. The excessive Serenity made the soldiers feel uneasy. Some soldiers who had fought for several months without a good rest were discouraged in the silence, like silk threads that were stretched too tight and deformed.
The voice of Perturabo floated from a distance, which was very obvious on the battlefield of Serenity. The soldiers listened carefully.
"Soldiers, after shedding so much blood and making so many sacrifices and efforts, the enemy's offensive was dismantled by us. Now is a time worth celebrating victory..."
"Yeah..." Some soldiers simply cheered while holding their guns. They became a little numb in the battle. Those Commissar, who are known for their fanaticism, ignored the behavior of these soldiers because their hearts also felt deeply tired. In any case, they are mortals after all.
"But... victory is not the most worthy of cheering for us. All fighters should be proud of themselves. Because of your sacrifice and efforts, the Emperor was able to rise from Golden Throne. He will once again lead all mankind, and we will surely win the final victory."