Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light.

Chapter 52 Cornish
  Emperor's Dream.

"boom!"

The Imperial Guards just watched the incarnation of light desire kick open the emperor's door with a depressed expression, and then walked to his legion brothers.

"what happened?"

The emperor's attitude towards everyone is different in every period. Regarding the current Sixth Evil God, he feels that it is best to give priority to comfort.

"I poked Sally's eyes out."

When Rasta sat down, a Custodian placed a chair under his butt.

Do you look like the kind of evil god who would be so unhappy just because he poked Slaanesh in the eye? Oh, I understand, is it because you feel that you are too gentle?
  The emperor was engaged in psychological activities, while the Imperial Guards had some other ideas.

During this period of time, the Pink Forbidden Army has become the number one in terms of force value among them, and it is the undisputed number one in terms of force value.

"Because He dares to hide in subspace and peek at me!"

Guang Yu got angry when he said this.

The Emperor and the Custodians became curious. After all, there must be a reason why Slaanesh was peeping.

"How dare He peek at me being forced to sleep?!"

"?!"

There was a chorus of turning heads of the Imperial Guards, and the Emperor's deafening silence.

"This is my dark history, and I must silence the insider, Shalish! Do you have any good ideas?"

"I didn't hear anything."

The Emperor condoned the neurosis of the evil god who had fallen into disgrace. The fact that this guy could be neurotic for one more day proved that the current situation was quite optimistic.

"Aren't you curious why I was slept with?"

"Oh, then why were you slept with?"

"Because one of my avatars had the smell of another woman when she returned, which made her feel a sense of crisis."

"I don't think it's a big deal. Can you please stop talking about your family affairs..."

"But I'm thinking about how to tell that other woman that her father has a daughter."

"..."

The emperor seemed to feel that the finger of blame was gradually pointed at him.

"I also have to explain that his son is in love with his daughter."

"..."

The Emperor glanced at the surrounding Custodes, who began to pretend they had heard nothing.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. I have a good thing here. Do you want to see it?"

Rasta felt that she had been honest enough to tell him what she had done to the emperor during this period, and began to invite him to see something good.

The Emperor hesitated, then finally nodded.

So Guangyu took out "Saxophone Marines"!
  And it started playing without the Emperor having time to stop it.

The Ultramarines, or now the Children of War, appeared in the vision of the Lord of Mankind in a special way.

After appreciating this handed down classic, the emperor's face turned dark.

"If you have nothing serious to do, then..."

"Well, I'm here to tell you, now we've reached a critical point, my plot has been unfolded enough, and now, I am strangling an extremely disgusting beast."

Guangyu's tone became serious and serious.

"What you mean by disgusting is..."

The Emperor did not agree with the views of the Sixth Evil God, because the other party felt that his rule was disgusting in many places. "That beast will destroy your so-called powerful empire now, and will make you face the most disastrous defeat in tens of thousands of years since your birth!"

Rasta's voice was not loud, but it made all the Imperial Guards in the entire imperial hall tighten their weapons.

The emperor's expression also became very bad.

"Who is that beast? Where is it?"

"On the planet of one of your sons who hasn't climbed out of the incubator yet."

The amount of information thrown out by Rasta is very large, and it can make people think of a lot.

"That beast finally overthrew all my ideals by influencing my son?"

The laurel branches on the Emperor's head are stirred by His spiritual energy.

There was scorching holy anger in his eyes. He was now both an emperor and another god.

"You don't need to be so panicked that you lend money to your future self again. The bug that overthrew your empire is actually extremely weak. That's why it can cause trouble under your nose, because you didn't take advantage of it. Look down on the weak."

Raste's words gradually began to turn against the Emperor.

The big golden guy looked at this short and majestic guy in front of him. He wanted to refute him that he was not a god. His future was just a source of strength, and he would not be like that.

But every trace of the dark king's spiritual energy stirring in him pointed out a fact so clearly and terrifyingly.

"You and I are both in a hurry, we both lack time, and you can't wait to unify the entire galaxy to get rid of the influence of the Four Gods.

You will also be afraid, because you know that you are not only facing the four of them, but also yourself. You even think there is me.

But now I am on your side. You should at least tell your descendants the truth about subspace, so that you can avoid many mistakes. "

"No! Lust! I am not God, and my descendants are not God. Everything is only the truth!
  Only by completely erasing all beliefs and suppressing all concepts of God with the faith of the entire galaxy until they gradually disappear, will people ignore the influence of subspace.

When everyone's consciousness begins to form a projection in the subspace, then truth becomes something that suppresses the gods of chaos.

Humanity will no longer be enslaved by gods. At that time, I will transform this empire into what you want. That was also my ideal. "

The Emperor felt that his bottom line had been touched on the question of whether to inform a Primarch like Lorgar of the truth about the Warp, and he was absolutely unwilling to accept Ralast's advice.

His stubbornness has almost become the most unshakable part of his life label.

But the psychic energy in him calmed down a lot.

"When are you going to crush that bug?"

"Right now, do you want to go take a look?"

Rasta stood up as he spoke these words, and at the same time unfolded his divine form.

The paleness on the body of the terrifying thing, which was taller than the big golden guy, was like the color after the death of the world.

His body is constantly extending towards the entire world, so much so that the world seems to be a part of him.

There was no suitable carrier for the Emperor's incarnation to arrive in that world, so Rasta prepared to transport the Emperor's body there.

To transport a God who claims to be something other than God, He must unfold His true posture.

All in all, the big golden guy was too heavy, and Rasta came to see the Emperor only in his incarnation.

The space in front of the two big men quickly turned pale, and at the same time began to peel off like a wall.

Light Desire took the lead and walked into the door across the galaxy.

As the Emperor stepped into the pale, he could see that this was not warp navigation, but another space-traveling technology, but one with no possibility of duplication.

He did not seek this method of voyage across the stars with Rasta.

"Cornis, here we come."

　The weather is getting colder, so be careful to keep warm. I kicked off the quilt last night and had a nightmare. It’s so cruel. I have a dreamy constitution that allows me to dream for two minutes after one minute of sleep. How could I keep doing this all night long? Do your homework and test, do your homework and test, do your homework and test, do your homework and test (_)
  　　
  　
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