City of Truth

On the Emperor's chariot, having received news of the completion of the City of Truth, the Emperor arrived as promised.

"Your Emperor, we will reach Nostramo in a day and a half."

"Yes, my old friend, I'm really looking forward to it."

"Your Emperor, if I may be so bold, you've said this quite often since you returned from Nostramo."

Malcador even suspected that there might be something unclean on this Planet.

"Haha, you'll understand, my friend."

Malcador nodded, but he still remained wary of Han Mingxuan and the so-called New Nostramo.

He looked toward the Emperor, where a box lay.

It is a silver-white laurel wreath, crafted by the Emperor himself.

That was prepared for Lorgar.

This seemed utterly absurd to Malcador.

He knew very well what kind of person Lorgar was.

As an extreme religious fanatic, how much change would he have to undergo for Emperor to personally craft a laurel wreath for him?

Could it be that he's started to believe in the Imperial Truth?

That's obviously impossible.

Okay, the Emperor has said something about Lorgar starting to believe in the Imperial Truth.

Then Malcador gave the Emperor a full check-up that same day.

Ultimately, Malcador concluded that he had lost his mind.

He needs Holiday.

This is the first time that the human Sigillite, the Malcador the Sigillite, has requested a vacation.

The Emperor readily agreed and invited him to travel with him to Nostramo.

"Believe me, my old friend, if you want to take a break, Nostramo will be your only and only choice."

Malcador remembered the Emperor's words; it was the highest praise he had ever received since he partnered with the Emperor.

A day and a half later, the City of Truth was completed, and the Emperor returned to the Planet once again, accompanied by his old friends.

"It's so late, why hasn't the Emperor arrived yet?"

Looking at the timer, Han Mingxuan felt a little strange.

The Emperor hasn't arrived yet, and a full half hour has passed since their agreed time, which is very unusual.

Could something have gone wrong?

Actually, there wasn't any problem, or to be precise, the Emperor himself was fine; the problem was with Malcador.

At that moment, Malcador stood on the bridge, staring blankly at the Planet.

It was a Blue Planet, a Planet that seemed like a dream in his distant memories.

Even though he had lived for countless years as Perpetual, Malcador still felt tears welling up in his eyes when he saw that azure blue again.

"My great Emperor!"

My friend, I hope you enjoy your vacation destination.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor brought Malcador to Nostramo.

The two went directly to the entrance of the construction site.

Now, the makeshift gate to the construction site has been demolished, and the two are standing outside the City of Truth.

Sevatar, the leader of the Council of the Long Night on the city wall, saw the two arrive.

Shortly after the two arrived, the Emperor's carriage began to land.

Everyone realized that today, the Master of Mankind had once again descended upon Nostramo.

The Adeptus Mechanicus fleet landed alongside the Emperor's chariot.

They were also stunned into silence by the sight of this Blue Planet.

But most of them are simply assessing the value of developing this Planet.

Meanwhile, some ambitious members of the Adeptus Mechanicus, as well as some priests who possessed ancient technologies, discovered some clues about this Planet.

"This is not the Imperium's standard technological method for terraforming Planets; there are things on this Planet that are more worthy of study."

"Or perhaps this entire galaxy is the work of unknown technology; Omnissiah, this must be your blessing."

Not long after, the Emperor led Malcador to the place where the City of Truth was inaugurated.

There, all the Primarch and people from all walks of life in Nostramo were waiting for him, with Han Mingxuan and his son standing at the very front.

"Welcome, Master of Mankind! The City of Truth is now complete; only the final step remains."

Hearing Han Mingxuan's voice, the Emperor smiled with satisfaction, and then looked at the brick.

It was agreed that he should be the one to lay the first brick.

"Father, this is the first brick that was used when the entire City of Truth was built. I have kept it until now, hoping that you will personally place it on top of the city."

The Emperor looked at Lorgar with satisfaction, then picked up the brick and, like a skilled bricklayer, began to build the wall.

Similarly, Malcador looked at the man in front of him who bore a striking resemblance to the Emperor.

Uncle Malcador, what's wrong with you?

Uncle Malcador?

"You are... Lorgar Jia Aurelian?"

To confirm the true identity of the person in front of him, Malcador even used the full name.

"It's me, Uncle. Long time no see. You still look as dashing as ever."

It seems the world has truly gone mad, or rather, it has gone mad itself.

He saw that Lorgar had grown long hair, and he saw that not a single word of Scriptures remained on Lorgar's body.

"So you're Konrad Curze?"

"It is I, Your Chancellor the Prime Minister."

In just a moment, Malcador's Psychic Powers revealed Curze clearly.

However, a space in his heart was completely blocked by a golden light.

This puzzled Malcador greatly.

To this day, Curze is the first person, besides the Emperor, whom he cannot see through.

"Are you observing me, Chancellor Excellency?"

"Excuse my intrusion, Primarch, but it is necessary."

Curze didn't say much, he just stood to the side.

After the Emperor had built the wall, Horus was next.

"Brother, I am happy for your work and achievements. May truth guide people out of ignorance and out of darkness."

Let's encourage each other, brother.

Next up was Han Mingxuan.

The most anticipated person in the entire City of Truth.

People are waiting, waiting for the moment he lays the bricks, waiting for the moment when the City of Truth is completely completed in this world.

Han Mingxuan then skillfully placed the brick on top.

"The City of Truth is now complete."

Han Mingxuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried throughout the entire venue.

His tone was calm, yet it ignited a frenzy among everyone present.

People from all walks of life in Nostramo who came to witness the ceremony, the Primarch, and the Legions who came to support the construction were all deeply moved.

The moment the City of Truth was completed, the original three bricks emitted a faint ripple.

This faint Psychic Power fluctuation instantly swept across the entire City of Truth, and then reflected on Lorgar.

But this was just the beginning. Lorgar sensed this power, and then with a wave of his hand, all of this power entered the top floor of the City of Truth.

Ultimately, these forces converged in the topmost lighthouse, and a dazzling yet soft golden light began to exist firmly in the Warp.

The First Lamp of Lorgar is lit at this moment.

And this will certainly not be the last a Lamp.