Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 62 Intermission·Father and Daughter's Obsession

The Emperor's Dream.

The figure of the Lord of Men stands on the bridge, and the brilliance of stars from among the stars highlights his shining golden armor.

Beside him, apart from the inseparable imperial guards, there was only one vicissitudes old man in a hood——Printprinter Malcador.

"I don't know if my decision was the right one."

Looking at the planet in front of him that was being completely destroyed by the cyclone torpedo, the Emperor sighed faintly.

He originally wanted to bring his No.13 heir, Robert Guilliman, as in "History", and order him to completely destroy the city, so as to completely destroy the sad fantasy in Lorgar's heart.

He was never a god himself.

Not ever, not now, and never will be.

In order to dispel that possibility, the Lord of Humanity is willing to give everything.

However, the news that Elaine appeared in Perfect City completely disrupted his plan.

"It seems that you are not very willing to trust her."

As if knowing the doubts in the Emperor's heart, Malcador said slowly.

"...It's not that I don't want to believe her."

The Emperor shook his head.

"It's that she brought too many variables... I don't know which link will suddenly go wrong, and I don't know which reef will be triggered in advance."

"She is like a young sailor who is ignorant of the world, always relying on faith and will to try to resist the storm, and does not know how to give up something in exchange for opportunities and time."

"This kind of behavior is not wrong, but... anyway, she is still too ideal."

There was a little sadness in his words, as if he was watching a lone boat drifting towards the boundless sea.

Knowing that the future is dark, but still moving forward... What a pity.

Malcador raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that your daughter is not the only one in your words, my old friend."

"Need I remind you, great human emperor—even if you are an old enough sailor, you are still struggling in this dark sea."

"Although you have rarely mentioned your too long past, in these thousands of years... no human being has known you better than me."

"You worry about the unknown, my lord."

Regarding the persuasion of the handprinter, the emperor slowly closed his eyes.

Everything in the past appeared in front of his eyes, from human beings crying towards the universe, to the unknown in the prosperous dark age of technology, and the endless darkness and pain in the era of disputes.

"Our future has always been uncertain and illusory, even if she brought the cursed 'future'."

"Plans can never keep up with changes, and changes will breed more tragedies, hundreds of years, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years..."

"Humanity's route has been almost locked for too long, and the opportunity to struggle to survive is at hand - I can't ignore it, Malcador."

The emperor lamented, his words no longer had the coldness and solemnity of the past, only the confusion and pain of facing the uncertain future.

Yes, the emperor who is honored as the Lord of Humanity, the Fire Stealer who is the source of destruction, and the most powerful psychic in the world - although countless existences have doubted his true identity, but the root cause, He is still a 'human'.

He can feel the pain in the hearts of countless people, and he can helplessly accept the beliefs of those devout believers. He can empathize with everything because he has an inseparable and precious bond with the human race.

Perhaps it was concluded in BC, or it may have been deadly linked in the long river of time, but the emperor who witnessed everything never gave up any hope about mankind from the beginning to the end: it used to be in the long The era of strife was covered in darkness, and it was completely shattered after the Iron Man Rebellion, but some candles of hope still remained in Terra. As long as this human home planet still exists, then this hope will not be completely cut off.

"You created those offspring who flowed with your characteristics, but you never gave them too much effort—this was dangerous from the beginning, my lord."

"What's more...the destructive powers of the Supreme Heaven are also watching those little gods—you and I both know that in the not-too-distant future, more than one of them may be taken away or die."

Malcador's words revealed worry, looking up at the stalwart human lord in front of him.

"Elaine is indeed a young and arrogant sailor... But she cannot be easily given up because of this obsession - she and her Twelfth Legion are still very useful in the Great Crusade. The merits of Chaos Pollution are worthy of the gods, if left alone..."

This handprinter is also one of the most powerful psykers in the world, so he can naturally see the confusion and pain in the emperor's eyes, as well as the worry of being overwhelmed by his heirs.

"The part of her that was taken away by the four gods will lead the Chaos Legion to the opposite side of the Empire."

"So... the key question is how to avoid their layout, and at the same time prevent chaos from invading the real universe in all aspects."

The Emperor spoke softly what the Handprinter wanted to say.

Malcador nodded slowly.

Yes, they all knew that what Elaine lost in that tragic war was not only an army and a part of her body, but a real part of her 'existence'.

Just like Angron, who was killed by that 'Blood Son', has returned to the distant golden throne, that black sword carrying the mighty power of the blood god has truly left part of Elaine's existence in Khorne forever God's Domain——For the destructive power on the brass throne, war has never been a certain stage, but an eternal dispute and fight.

Since the blood of the Blood God flowed in the ocean of the highest sky, an irreversible chaos has begun.

"If everything about her is allowed to be completely taken away..."

"At that time, all the reality portals that she personally closed...I am afraid they will be completely opened."

"And they are also watching Horus and Sanguinius... and other Primarchs."

"Since Elaine came to the world with the knowledge of the curse, the possibility of the Webway Project being fully implemented has been reduced to the lowest level."

The emperor said indifferently, as if he didn't care about the dark future he spoke of.

It was precisely because of these hidden crises and hidden dangers that he bestowed Elaine with an arm that contained spiritual power.

This is the greatest help and support that the Lord of Humanity can give his daughter, and there is nothing else - he can only watch Elaine's back as he sails towards that dangerous subspace, and silently support this girl who is with him in his heart. very similar children.

Just like any other digital kid.

As an existence in the real universe, the Emperor's energy is always limited—even if he knew that Horus and Sanguinius had been favored by the gods, he couldn't make more preparations to deal with the chaos evil gods. Nearly endless backhands and intrusions.

Some things are completely doomed from the beginning.

"In the meantime, there's the Great Crusade."

"Whether it is the Randan Empire that has been completely wiped out by the Dark Angels, or the Orc Empire that is rising in the galaxy...our enemies are everywhere."

The Handprinter reminded the Emperor softly.

In front of this old ship called the Human Empire, there are endless dark seas and dangerous reefs, as well as many deep-sea monsters constantly surrounding it.

But the emperor could only watch Elaine alone to fight against the chaos that should be fought by himself.

The Lord of Humanity sighed deeply.

Although his energy is limited, he doesn't want to give up on anyone.

Whether it was Horus, Sanguinius, Elaine, or a dozen other sons, whenever and wherever, the Emperor wanted to save them from that shattered future.

The emperor is greedy and crazy at the same time. He tries to play games with the gods of the subspace as a human being, trying to win a brand new future for the human race in the slim hope.

On his path, all the beautiful new tomorrows have already been arranged. As long as the Great Crusade is over and can be successfully withdrawn from the subspace, the astronomical torch shining on the entire galaxy will no longer be cold, but will bloom Out of the extremely warm sun.

only--

"Our enemy is only time."

Malcador spoke slowly, as if he knew everything about the Emperor's thoughts.

After all, he is an old friend who has accompanied the Lord of Humanity for 6000 years.

"...Yeah, only time."

"Other than that, nothing else."

The Lord of Humanity gazed at the starry sky, at the perfect city that had been burned to the ground.

At present, there is no devout prayer coming from it.

But he could vaguely feel that in the not-too-distant future... pious prayers would once again echo in this wasteland.

It's like fresh flower buds growing out of scorched soil.

Although the Emperor could not comprehend its beauty, its tenacity was enough to make him stare at it.

"The Word Bearers will be born again."

"The price of rebirth is the nourishment of endless corpses and blood."

"And there are more Legions waiting to be reborn... Iron Warriors, Night Lords, Death Guard..."

The Emperor sighed.

On Elaine's back, he saw too many scars and pain coming soon.

He is already very familiar with the painful road of bravely walking forward for hope-because he walked so stubbornly along the way, greedily and hysterically looking for all directions that can save mankind.

Just like what Elaine did at this moment, she tried her best to dispel the darkness that shrouded her fate.

The most ironic thing is that among his twenty descendants... Elaine, an 'outsider', has inherited his greedy traits.

What an unreasonable obsession, what a pathetic stupidity, seems to outsiders...

The emperor felt the same way.

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(End of this chapter)