Uncle

"Children, travel light."

Hiss!

Travel light.

These four words have never appeared before when welcoming the Primarch.

These four words mean that all ceremonial regalia and attendants should be simplified.

One must not wear heavy armor, nor should one wield weapons without authorization.

Who exactly lives on this Planet?

"Father, is this...?"

"Horus, and my sons, do you know what this Blue Planet reminds me of?"

All the Primarch were somewhat stunned as they looked at the Emperor at this moment.

This is abnormal!

The Emperor is abnormal!

He was smiling.

Admittedly, the Emperor would smile when he saw them, but this time, they could feel from the bottom of their hearts that the Emperor was very happy!

"What is it, Father?"

Terra.

Terra?

"But Terra isn't here, Father," Magnus said.

"Yes, my child, but this is what Terra is originally like."

What?!

Terra's original appearance?!

"Was Terra like this before?"

"Yes, Horus, that's how Terra was 30,000 years ago."

"Father, this is a conspiracy," Dorn said.

"This is kindness, my child, kindness that transcends millennia."

"Throughout my long life, that touch of azure has always remained vivid in my memory, and now it appears here, like a dream."

After the Emperor finished speaking, his armor disappeared, and he was dressed in a light suit of armor.

This was the first time they had ever seen Emperor do this.

"Children, travel light and come with me to see your brothers and your Uncle."

Uncle?!!

"We... have Uncle?!" Horus stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Hehe, yes, my child."

All the Primarch exchanged glances, and in each other's eyes they saw the same emotion.

Shock!

I was shocked by this Uncle who suddenly appeared.

Equally shocked by the Emperor's current state.

Especially Lorgar!

At that moment, he could feel the overflowing humanity in his father!

This is not the radiance of Divinity, but the gentleness of humanity!

"Unbelievable!" Lorgar trembled all over, almost kneeling down.

"What's wrong, Lorgar?" Guilliman asked.

"Father, he is... he is... he is a human?"

Boom!

It exploded!

The minds of everyone on the bridge exploded in disbelief.

Everyone in the Imperium knows that Lorgar is a fanatical religious believer who has always regarded the Emperor as a god!

What about now?

A fanatical religious believer has, for the first time, claimed that the God he worships is a person?!

"Haha! Child, I've always said that I'm a human being, not a god."

Boom!

The Primarch's brains were completely overloaded.

They had never seen this side of their father before.

A hearty laugh, still directed at Lorgar.

Similarly, they also sensed the overflowing humanity emanating from the Emperor.

Unbelievable!

"My Lord, praise be to you!" Tribune Ra Endymion knelt on one knee, praising his Creator.

"Let's go, travel light, and go pick up your brothers."

The Emperor mentioned traveling light three times, and the Primarch and his entourage changed into new clothes before finally heading towards Nostramo.

Just as they reached near-Earth orbit, an airship appeared in front of them.

"Outsiders, this is the Peaceful Star System, the territory of the Eternal Night Justiciar. Please state your identity and purpose."

"The Emperor and the Primarch have arrived!"

The airship's communication band paused for two seconds, after which suppressed excitement could be heard from the other side.

"Praise be to the great Emperor, all of you, please follow me."

Everyone in Nostramo received the news when they entered the atmosphere.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that during this time, they were waiting—waiting for the Master of Mankind.

In Nostramo's largest Light-Bathed Square, Curze, clad in armor, led his core of five thousand men, standing there awaiting the Emperor.

Han Mingxuan, dressed in a well-tailored outfit, stood next to Curze.

Besides them, the square was also filled with representatives from all walks of life in Nostramo.

Before long, the Emperor's carriage arrived here, and the cabin door opened.

The Emperor, accompanied by his sons, appeared before the crowd.

At this moment, the Emperor deliberately concealed his powerful Psychic Power.

Even so, it made most of the people present bow their heads.

However, they simply lowered their heads; even enveloped by this powerful Psychic Power, they remained standing.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Boom!

Even though the Adeptus Custodes were dressed in light armor, their imposing presence was still awe-inspiring.

They wanted everyone to understand that they were the sharpest spear and the strongest shield in the Emperor's hands.

"Welcome to the Legion of Nostramo Eternal Night Justiciar, Grand Inquisitor Konrad Curze."

"Here, all of Nostramo offer their highest respect and praise to the Master of Mankind."

Curze's voice was flat and official.

The Emperor looked at this scene, at those who were still standing, and felt very gratified.

That's what a human being should be like.

"You did a great job, child."

The Emperor walked up to Curze and patted him on the shoulder.

Buzz!

For a moment, Curze's mind went blank.

Then, he saw something.

Those are fragments of the future.

That was the future of the Night Haunter.

This was unacceptable to him.

They turned against each other, brothers fought amongst themselves, became enemies, and killed one another.

"Father... I should have gouged out my eyes, Your Emperor."

"But I am the Grand Inquisitor of Nostramo, my heart is clear, my heart is my eye."

As Curze gazed at the man before him, the Prophecy of destruction in his mind gradually faded.

Deep in his consciousness, that shattered door vanished completely.

Beneath that doorway lay a veil of black the Mist.

At this moment, a corner of the Mist dissipated, revealing a scale.

Made of Obsidian, adorned with red gemstones, and completely blank.

It awaits someone to pick it up and weigh law against evil, humanity against conscience.

The Emperor noticed the changes in Curze and nodded in satisfaction.

You would be a very good Inquisitor.

"Thank you for your praise, Uncle."

Uncle???!!

Curze spoke his last words loudly, unlike before when only the two of them could hear them.

Upon hearing Curze's words, Han Mingxuan's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

Call me Dad!

Call me Dad!

That's your dad!

Han Mingxuan's eyes were filled with Despair; he had already decided to treat Curze to stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork.

This good-for-nothing child, why didn't he say the lines he memorized beforehand?

The Emperor's expression was also strange.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

All Primarch who see him will remember their mission and understand where he came from.

But what does this child call himself?

Uncle?

Of course, apart from the Emperor himself, the other Primarch also looked like they had seen a ghost.

Is this short guy in the head alright?

If the Emperor hadn't used his Psychic Powers to suppress their emotions, they would have exploded on the spot.

Especially Horus.