40K: Where did the Emperor go?

Chapter 154 Guilliman returns to the past
The major fleets of the loyalists and rebels were chasing the Vengeful Spirit. After many days of pursuit and interception, Warmaster Horus was finally trapped in a system called Gudel.

On the huge throne aboard the Vengeful Spirit, the Emperor sat high on it, and Warmaster Horus knelt on one knee.

Warmaster Horus: "Father, please lend me your power. As long as we deal with those nasty guys, we can enjoy the entire universe happily together forever."

As the Emperor's power was extracted, his human divinity was activated and exploded, unexpectedly bursting out with a huge amount of energy.

The Warmaster felt as if there was a sun suddenly appearing in front of him, and the machines were gradually melting under the high temperature.

As the machine started up, the Emperor's vast energy was drawn into his throne, and golden waves spread throughout the Vengeful Spirit.

The Spirit of Vengeance lit up with golden light, then turned into a golden halo and spread out, shrouding all the surrounding loyalists and rebels.

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Guilliman woke up from his coma and saw a waterfall flowing down. Guilliman glanced around and found that the surrounding environment was so familiar.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was the sound of a huge impact causing a landslide in the distance.

Guilliman hurriedly looked for the sound, and he saw several figures fighting. On one side was the twisted and filthy Chaos Demon, which was Guilliman's old rival, and that was his corrupted and corrupted brother Mortar, the Lord of Death. Ryan.

Several of the Eldar on the other side were also acquaintances, including Everene and several Eldar warriors who had helped him resurrect Macragge.

Efreni seemed to be holding a child in her arms. There was a bone-deep injury on her shoulder and back, and smelly black blood gushed out from it. She had obviously been poisoned.

Mortarion used his scythe to silence the Eldar who rushed towards him, beheading them one by one. The strength of the Daemon Primarch was far beyond what these Eldar could contend with.

Mortarion stretched out his hand towards Evrené: "Hand over Guilliman, and I will make your death more pleasant."

Efreni held the tight-haired child tightly in her arms with one hand, and pointed the old woman's sword at Mortarion in the other hand: "Come and get it if you have the ability."

Mortarion: "Seeking death."

Mortarion rushed towards Efreni, raised the Scythe of Silence in his hand and swung it down. Efreni was seriously injured and could not withstand the devastating blow of the demon primarch. She had closed her eyes and waited for death.

But she suddenly found that Mortarion had stopped attacking, and Mortarion's eyes were fixed on Efreni's back.

Efreni felt that in addition to the death chill of the Silent Scythe, there was also a scorching heat wave.

At this time, Guilliman was standing behind Efreni, using the Emperor's Sword in his hand to hold Mortarion's scythe.

Mortarion cursed viciously: "Damn it, why did you go back to the past? I'm just a little short of dedicating you to your loving father when you were a child."

Guilliman lowered his head and glanced at the blond baby in Evrene's arms: "Is that so? It seems that I came at the right time."

Suddenly, the flames on the sword surged towards Mortarion. Mortarion withdrew his sword to defend, and Guilliman slashed with his sword and forced Mortarion back.

Mortarion was very afraid of the Emperor's Sword in Guilliman's hand. It was an existence that could obliterate souls from the source. Mortarion knew that if he was killed by that sword, then he would really be killed. Dead.

Mortarion retreated to a safe position. He glanced unwillingly at the blond baby in Efreni's arms. He cut open the crack in space with his scythe and turned around to escape into the subspace.

Guilliman looked at Efreni: "Are you okay?" Seeing Guilliman, Efreni looked tired, but she showed a relieved smile, and her eyes gradually closed: "I came at the right time! Big boy."

After saying this, Efrenie fainted and fell to the ground. Guilliman held her up. He looked into Efrenie's arms and saw his young self inside.

At this time, Guilliman felt someone approaching him and turned to look in that direction, only to see a middle-aged man walking out with his guards.

This was also a man Guilliman knew, his father Conor Guilliman, the Archon of Macragge.

Conor Guilliman looked at Robert Guilliman: "I am Conor Guilliman, Archon of Macragge. I saw the battle just now. You fought off the demons heroically, but your companions seemed If you are injured, we can provide you with medical treatment and accommodation if you wish.”

Guilliman: "You can call me Robit."

Robert Guilliman did not say his last name.

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While in coma, Everene felt her clothes being taken off, and then hot flames burned the wound on her back.

When Efreni woke up again, she found herself lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, the wound on her back had been treated, and the Nurgle virus contamination on the wound had been purified and removed.

He seemed to be in a human palace. At this time, the door of the room opened and a young woman walked in. She smiled and said to Efreni: "You're awake, how do you feel?"

Evelene looked at the human woman in front of her: "Who are you?"

The woman smiled and said, "My husband brought you back. Your companion treated your injuries and is now chatting with my husband in the living room. It's time to have dinner soon. I'll bring it to you in a moment."

Everene asked: "Who is your husband?"

Woman: "My husband is Conor Guilliman, the Archon of this country."

Ephrene exclaimed: "Connaught Archon! You are Lady Euton"

Mrs. Youton smiled and said: "It seems that not only my husband is famous, but I am also famous?"

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How many years later, Guilliman reunited with his father again, and it was in the home where he grew up.

Guilliman still felt like he was in a dream, a dream he hoped he would never wake up from.

Connaught: "You are so strong, Mr. Robert. You are the strongest and bravest warrior I have ever seen in my life. Your armor is also something I have never seen before. Your father must be unparalleled in the world."

Robert: "My father is indeed very strong, but I love my adoptive father more. I was separated from my father when I was a child, and it was my adoptive father who raised me."

Connaught sighed: "I didn't expect Mr. Robert's life to be so tortuous and difficult."

Robert: "My adoptive father and mother treat me as one of their own. I am very grateful to them. They taught me a lot of things that I have learned a lot from."

Connor felt that he had a great time talking to the Mr. Robert in front of him. This Mr. Robert was simply his confidant. He and he seemed to have a tacit understanding between relatives for many years.

(End of this chapter)