Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Illusion Square.

The dazzling divine light completely suppressed the rampant evil energy.

The momentum of the golden figure was as heavy as a mountain. His existence itself was an invisible oppression, full of extreme majesty and power.

Because He is... the Emperor!

When Ron saw the old God Emperor arrive, he immediately hid behind Him and gave up his position.

He didn't need to do anything, just watch and eat melons. I have to say that he still wants to eat some melon seeds now...

This father-son game, Xiao Ma... is in danger!

The God Emperor looked at Magnus and was silent.

The whole person was like a suppressed volcano that was about to erupt.

He was very angry!

Ron understood this emotion.

After all, He had been angry with Xiao Ma for 10,000 years, but he had no way to vent.

Imagine.

The naughty kid smashed all the figurines you had saved for a lifetime, and then called you Lao Deng and kept jumping in front of you.

But you couldn't beat him, how aggrieved.

It is unimaginable that you cannot beat your child. This is the case for parents in a certain place.

Because local laws do not allow beating children.

They can only hold it in, wait until the weekend or take a taxi to another place with their children overnight, and then beat them after passing the checkpoint.

The experience of the God Emperor is even more tragic.

Magnus's stupidity destroyed his life's work.

Not only that, but he was trapped in the Golden Throne and the Warp, and even with the most powerful power, he could not move a bit.

For ten thousand years, he could only watch that idiot continue to harm the empire.

Such a frustrated mood is unimaginable.

So, when Ron possessed the little sun to ask the God Emperor to close the door and beat the pony, the golden sun shook wildly.

The emotional fluctuations were extremely strong.

Then he rushed to this concrete place of faith and soul.

The God Emperor stepped forward and walked towards Magnus. He could vaguely see his tense muscles trembling.

The momentum gradually rose.

Seeing this scene, Magnus... panicked...

The Red King desperately drove the evil energy to escape from this soul consciousness concrete space.

However, he found that with the arrival of the False Emperor, this concrete space has been completely imprisoned.

It's over, he can't get out!

Seeing the tall figure approaching, Magnus held on, and his roaring voice trembled:

"False Emperor!

What...what do you want to do?"

"False Emperor?"

Hearing the fallen son calling him, the God Emperor paused.

He looked at Magnus's ugly appearance now, revealing unspeakable sadness.

He recalled the scene of father and son killing each other ten thousand years ago.

The sons fell into Chaos one after another, betrayed themselves, and plunged the human empire into the abyss.

Horus, Fulgrim, Moritaan, Angron...

What made him most sad and angry was Magnus in front of him, the son he cared about the most.

What exactly caused all this?

Ron looked at the God Emperor who was in sorrow and accumulating strength, and couldn't help but sigh.

He is good at everything, but he doesn't know how to be a good father.

Old man Huang's life in Terra Ancient Rome in his early years was very wild. He was a saint, a painter, a knight, and even stood on the street.

Of course, that was the content of the memories of a certain mysterious existence.

It may be a rumor.

But in any case, this life experience is the content that the Inquisition wants to launch a whirlwind torpedo after seeing it.

Even though his life experience is so rich, he is a real social phobia.

Such a character actually has traces.

After all, he experienced a human tragedy in his childhood. His uncle killed his own father, and he killed his uncle.

The shadow of childhood accompanies his life.

The extremely rational thinking and poor expression of words make the God Emperor value a parent and child more and more demanding of that parent and child.

Emotion and rationality coexist.

But this often has a counter-effect. Parents and children often cannot feel the father's love, and even think that their father doesn't care about them at all.

But that was the God Emperor in the past.

The current God-Emperor has split into many personalities, and there may be a chatterbox personality.

"Father... Father?"

Magnus felt the sadness emanating from the majestic figure, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

He was once his father's most beloved son.

He even received a strong hug and psychic teaching from his father that other Primarchs had never received.

"Father, I did nothing wrong. It was fate that forced me into the chaotic side!"

Magnus roared, trying to explain something.

Even at this moment, the Red King has never had any regrets or reflections.

He still believes that he is not wrong.

Hearing this, Ron almost laughed out loud. He dared to be stubborn at this time. Isn't it a buff for the old God-Emperor?

Old father's attack power x2!

Sure enough, Magnus just finished speaking.

Boom——

The anger that the God-Emperor suppressed for ten thousand years broke out completely, and the scorching flames spread, causing the entire space to shake.

"Here it comes!"

Ron was a little excited and watched intently.

Magnus was terrified by his father's majesty and terrifying aura.

He took a few steps back and flapped his wings to escape.

But the next second, a big hand grabbed Magnus's neck tightly!

He struggled and flapped his wings hard, but it was useless.

Today's God-Emperor, supported by the faith of hundreds of millions of believers, is more terrifying than tens of thousands of years ago, especially in terms of soul power.

In this realm of souls, even if Tzeentch comes, he will still be defeated by the powerful psychic.

"Father, you have no right to treat me like this. I have given everything for you and the empire, but I don't get fair treatment!"

Magnus had a hint of begging for mercy, but his attitude was still arrogant.

“Oh, old man, why are you so angry?

Pony is right. Didn't he just break the webway, causing you to sit on the Golden Throne, and causing the empire to lose the webway?

Is there anything you can’t get through..."

Ron had a good-for-you attitude and spoke earnestly.

He was afraid that the God Emperor's attack would not be hard enough.

At the same time, he made a gesture of "Don't worry, I'm here" to Magnus, who was looking at him with resentment.

"Demon Eater!!!"

Magnus growled.

However, the next second, he felt the terrifying energy like a volcanic eruption.

The spiritual iron fist of father's love fell on him with a bang.

This blow distorted the space.

ah--

Magnus's face was distorted and he let out an extremely shrill scream. The terrifying energy carrying the flames made him feel heartbroken.

That is terrifying energy that even the Chaos Gods are afraid of!

Amidst the screams, Ron kept urging:

"Isn't Xiaoma just trying to tear another breach in the webway this time, but he didn't succeed, so he won't be so angry, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Magnus received another more explosive psychic punch on the face.

He was beaten until his fangs flew out, his feet were lifted off the ground, and he spun two and a half times in mid-air before falling to the ground.

"Just wait for me, and I will let you taste the most extreme pain!!!" The Crimson King stared at the Demon Eater not far away with extremely resentful eyes.

It was all his fault! ! !

Ron looked like he had been wronged:

"Hey, hey, you are repaying kindness with revenge. I am doing this for your own good..."

He moved back a little bit to avoid being splashed by the demon blood.

Roar! ! !

Magnus struggled towards him, but was dragged back by the God-Emperor.

With Ron's constant "well-intentioned persuasion", the Crimson King gained more iron fists of fatherly love.

His demon wings were torn apart, and the Chaos Demon body was covered in bruises.

"Demon Eater, please stop trying to persuade me..."

Magnus was wailing with a bruised nose and face, and the unspeakable pain made his mentality almost collapse.

I can no longer maintain that arrogance.

"That's right, please stop fighting. What if I beat the pony to autism and won't be able to harm the empire in the future?"

Boom——

The God-Emperor became more powerful, attacking with his father's iron fist in succession, and the whole space was filled with the brilliance of Kabuto's psychic power.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Magnus gets more fatherly hits.

Such an attack can not only cause sensory pain to the fallen primarch, but also cause extreme pain to the soul.

The evil energy in his body began to dissipate.

"No!!!"

"Father, spare me!"

"I admit that I was wrong, please stop this..."

The Crimson King's defenses completely collapsed. He lay on the ground crying and begging his old father for mercy.

However, the God Emperor did not stop.

He severely punished this son who had made him lose his life's work, endured ten thousand years of torture in the Golden Throne, and now harmed the empire.

That was the anger He had suppressed for thousands of years!

Every punch embodies His anger and disappointment, heartache and helplessness.

This heir who once had high hopes has now become an indelible pain in his heart.

This parent-child is stubborn and self-destructive.

He... it would be a shame not to die!

"Father!!!"

The Crimson King's wails, cries, and prayers echoed throughout the space.

"Hiss~ How much anger the God Emperor is holding back? It's even more fierce than the time he beat Tzeentch!"

Witnessing this scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety, Ron couldn't help but tremble, and his liver trembled.

He couldn't imagine being hit like this.

How tragic it must be.

Fortunately, it was not him who was beaten violently.

Looking at Magnus, who "enjoys" the iron fist of his father's love and is about to fall into autism.

Ron exhaled a long breath, feeling refreshed all over.

Feeling comfortable...

Bang——

After being hit by psychic energy again, Magnus screamed, and his body made of condensed soul and consciousness could no longer bear it.

Completely dissipated in this space.

"What is dissipated is part of the pony's soul. It can only be severely damaged but cannot be completely eliminated..."

Ron felt a little pity.

Fortunately, after this serious injury, the other party should not be able to cause trouble to him in a short time.

This ultimate beating from the God-Emperor not only caused Magnus tremendous pain, but also consumed part of his chaotic evil energy.

After the Crimson King's soul consciousness returns, even if he does not die, his strength will be greatly reduced, and he will most likely fall into autism.

Ron turned to look at the God Emperor.

The tall golden figure turned around and left silently.

At this time, it was not easy for him to disturb the other party.

He could detect that after such a time, the God Emperor had a gloomy and gloomy aura.

A lot has dissipated.

It seems that it should be a good beating...

After the God Emperor left, Ron quickly checked the soul's embodied space to see if there was any problem.

He was worried that some secret would be leaked.

Fortunately, everything is fine.

It was the scene where Magnus was beaten, which was partially intercepted by his own witchcraft ritual.

It's not a big problem.

What surprised Ron even more was that this time he not only ate the melon at close range, but also got benefits!

Due to the failure of the plan to corrode the soul consciousness, part of the soul energy of the fallen primarch Magnus dissipated here.

Those huge and high-quality soul powers were absorbed by this soul land, greatly strengthening the strength of the little sun's soul power.

Ron could clearly feel that his energy strength had taken another step forward and was closer to the primarch!

Magnus is a good man, and I will thank him when I have the chance.

Ron was a little emotional.

If he had the ability to pull those fallen primarchs in here, it would be great.

Let the Emperor beat them one by one, wouldn't it be a bloody profit?

After checking again, he withdrew from this soul land.

...

Dream.

Sanctuary of the Savior.

Ron stretched his body, opened a bottle of iced cola, and drank it comfortably.

The crisis was resolved.

The struggle in the soul realm was so fast...

He found that only a few seconds had passed from the invasion of his soul to the resolution of the pony.

I don't know what happened on the moon?

Magnus was severely injured in the failed invasion. If he was still on the moon, he might be caught by Guilliman.

In this way, he would be completely safe.

This time, he had a big grudge with Magnus, even if he would not come to seek revenge in the short term.

It would be quite uncomfortable to be remembered by such a strange warlock king in the future.

What if Magnus recovered and went to the Blackstone Webway to cause trouble.

That would be troublesome.

Ron sighed: "Alas, there are more and more enemies now!"

With the expansion of the territory and the increasing frequency of the savior's activities, he will inevitably confront those chaotic forces.

But he was just worried.

After all, Magnus was not even in the top three on his list of enemies.

Even in the real universe, he could only rank second, with the great plunderer Abaddon in front.

After coming to the bright side of the Empire, Ron found that Abaddon had sent many people to find him.

Fortunately, he didn't reveal his identity this time, so it wasn't a big problem.

Let's talk about the future in the future. I hope Guilliman can get rid of Magnus now.

Let him have less trouble in the future.

...

The moon.

The ruins of the Tizta Pyramid.

Boom--

The huge ritual array exploded, and the red demon body was severely injured and fell to the ground.

"Father, please forgive me..."

"I... I don't dare!"

"Wuwuwu, don't!!!"

The voice of the fallen primarch wailing for mercy resounded, like a child who was beaten and crying bitterly.

"Father..."

? ? ?

Magnus suddenly stopped wailing.

He found something wrong, as if this was no longer a place for souls.

Thinking of this, his heart jumped, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

"It must not be what I thought, fate, I beg you, don't!!!"

The Red King was roaring in his heart.

He tried to restore his proud attitude and slowly raised his head.

Then, he found that... everyone's eyes were focused on him.

The air fell into a brief silence.

No!!!

In an instant, Magnus' heart... died!

At this moment, Guilliman, the Empire's warriors, and the Thousand Sons Legion stared at the fallen Primarch in a daze.

It was almost unbelievable.

In the vision of the warriors before.

The Red King laughed wildly and activated a huge witchcraft ritual, claiming that he would make the Demon Eater kneel in front of him and beg like a slave.

Then within a few seconds, the wizard formation exploded.

The Red King knelt on the ground, crying like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on, shouting strange words like "Father, don't".

And powerful individuals such as Guilliman saw more things through the witchcraft ritual.

They saw some blurred fragments.

For example, the Demon Eater, the young but blurred figure wearing golden armor, and the tragic scene of Magnus being beaten by the golden tall figure.

Huh——

Magnus took a deep breath and cowered to avoid Guilliman's gaze.

He could no longer face this Primarch brother.

The Red King recalled his previous words mocking Guilliman.

Those words were like a boomerang, piercing deeply into the heart of the arrogant and corrupt Primarch.

Not long ago, he announced loudly that the demons would crown him and go to face the false emperor.

But now, he lost, lost miserably, not only lost most of his soul power, but also became extremely weak.

He also begged and cried in front of Guilliman like a child.

How ridiculous!

No, not only Guilliman, but also all the Imperial warriors and his own Thousand Sons Legion.

And more Chaos beings who were paying attention to this war!

Feeling the gazes cast everywhere, Magnus suddenly felt that he was a pathetic clown.

When he thought of the sarcasm and ridicule hidden in the hearts of those people, he felt an irrepressible and extremely strong shame in his heart.

Magnus dug his hooves into the bedrock, his nails digging into his palms, but he was unaware.

All this was like a knife cutting deeply into his self-esteem.

For the vain, arrogant, and pretentious Red King, facing these things is more difficult for him to accept than death.

He hoped that all this was just a dream, even if he died on the spot.

Magnus was visibly withering, losing his spirit, and the Red King's heart was dead, completely dead.

He didn't know how to describe and face all this.

If Ron were here, he would be able to point out that the arrogant and pretentious Thousand Sons Legion's fallen primarch, the Warlock King, Magnus the Red -

was socially dead!

Not only the Imperial forces and the Thousand Sons Legion on the battlefield, but also the Chaos Gods, various great demons, other fallen primarchs, and even the Eldar and other forces.

They were all paying attention to this war.

Those powerful individuals were able to see the scene of Magnus being hung up and beaten by his old father through the sorcery array, crying like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on.

And many beings who had a bad relationship with Magnus also intercepted and saved the clips.

Then spread it everywhere.

When you meet Magnus in the future, you can play it in real time and attack him.

This is... social death in all directions and without blind spots in the entire galaxy!

Tick-tock.

Thinking of all this, Magnus lost his previous noble attitude and fell into autism.

His lips trembled, and he slowly closed his single eye, and a tear slid down the corner of his eye...