Chapter 471 The traitor you are talking about is not me…

Seeing Guilliman in a strange state, the Primarchs stepped forward and asked him with concern, which made Guilliman, who was originally somewhat alert and vigilant, relax a lot.

In fact, both Horus and Fulgrim were in good condition before they launched the Heresy. They had too many experiences of life and death with Guilliman, and their friendship was closer than that of brothers.

But at the same time, no matter how beautiful things were, they were as painful at the moment of betrayal. The hideous and evil face of Horus who rushed into Terra was really unforgettable for Guilliman.

However, the Emperor had repeatedly warned that Guilliman would not lose control and delay the mission.

Immediately, he looked at Horus and responded in a deep voice: “Brothers, I am not Guilliman from this universe. I come from a parallel universe ten thousand years later.”

“My father ordered me to tell you what happened in that universe, and asked you to follow me to the new parallel world to help him recover the lost galaxy.”

Before Guilliman finished speaking, the Primarchs in the council chamber could not help but laugh. They thought Guilliman was joking with them. After all, this matter did sound like a fairy tale.

“Guilliman, are you going to tell us an old story about Warp Trek? Please… this is an outdated story.”

Russ shook his head. Guilliman was always serious and earnest. No one knew why he would suddenly tell them such a bizarre story. It was really inexplicable.

Mortarion remained indifferent. While inhaling the poison gas in his backpack to refresh himself, he wondered when he could go to a new battlefield to work. It was too boring to train warriors every day on the planet Barbarus.

Fulgrim lowered his head and thought. He always felt that Guilliman was not joking with them. The Emperor had not appeared for a long time. Could it be that he really went to another parallel universe?

“Everyone, I am not kidding you. It was your father, the Emperor, who sent me here just now. And in the universe I am in, the Emperor has been seriously injured.”

“The parallel world ten thousand years later is in the midst of a catastrophe!”

Guilliman put on a serious expression, which finally calmed the Primarchs down. They began to think carefully about what Guilliman had said.

Horus seemed to be thinking about something. No wonder Abaddon didn’t come to report the situation just now. It turned out that the Emperor sent him here directly.

Considering the decree from the Emperor, I’m afraid what Guilliman said is true!

“What exactly do you mean by the galactic catastrophe? Is it the resurgence of the aliens, the invasion of subspace demons, or the invasion of extragalactic civilizations?”

Horus immediately asked.

Hearing Horus’ question, Guilliman smiled bitterly. According to the information he had learned, all of the above situations existed!
Ten thousand years is a long time, enough to change many things.

The two hundred years of the Great Crusade had indeed swept through the Milky Way, killing almost all the aliens and forcing them to the edge of the galaxy to survive.

However, the outbreak of civil strife in the Empire gave the aliens a chance to rise again. The Chaos invasion controlled by the evil god of the Warp continued, completely igniting the war in the galaxy.

The whole situation was a mess.

While the Milky Way was in turmoil, the Tyranids outside the Milky Way were also waiting for an opportunity, ready to launch a large-scale invasion at any time to devour the entire Milky Way.

When Guilliman spoke the truth with a heavy heart, all the Primarchs were stunned. The Milky Way ten thousand years later was completely two extremes from the current stability and beauty!

“What about the Empire of Man? How did the Emperor get so badly injured?!”

Horus couldn’t wait to continue asking questions. If he knew who had hurt the Emperor, he would twist that person’s head off.

Guilliman first stared at Horus with mixed feelings, not knowing how to start the conversation. However, facing the urging of everyone, he finally said:
“The Imperium fell into civil strife. Most of the Primarchs were killed or wounded. Some were missing, some rebelled, and some were killed in battle. The Imperium of Mankind was also in dire straits. The Emperor was wounded in the fight against the forces of Chaos.”

Guilliman did not specify who initiated the betrayal. After all, with a powerful enemy at hand, there was no need to make things difficult for Horus and the other Primarchs.

It would be bad if this incident led to internal strife among the Primarchs.

However, Horus insisted on getting to the bottom of the matter and finding out who the Primarch was who had betrayed the Empire. The other Primarchs also wanted to know the answer.

In fact, they had long heard that the Emperor had predicted that the human empire would collapse and be destroyed by civil strife and rebellion, but they did not know who would do such a thing.

Logically speaking, the Primarchs are a community of interests within the Empire and it should be impossible for them to rebel and fight against the Emperor, so the imaginary enemies of the Primarchs are all mortals.

“Tell me quickly, Guilliman, who did this? I must find out the traitor in advance!” Horus said indignantly.

Upon seeing this, Guilliman first took a deep look at the Primarchs around him, his gaze resting on each of them, but he spent a little longer looking at the rebels.

Angron, who is always in pain and angry, Fulgrim, who is tortured by obsessive-compulsive disorder, Mortarion, who is gloomy and silent, Lorgar, who turns love into hatred, and Curze, who is dark and perverted…

In the end, Guilliman just shook his head. This was a story that happened in another parallel universe and had nothing to do with the Primarchs here.

He would not specifically say who was a traitor and who was loyal, as this would undermine the unity among the Primarchs.

“I just took a look at all of you, because you are the only ones who have betrayed the empire and have the ability to destroy it. Each of you is a potential traitor, and the future of the empire depends on your thoughts.”

Guilliman was a very clever Primarch, and he was very careful with his words. In fact, before entering the council chamber, he had been thinking about whether or not to reveal the truth.

Tell who are the rebels and who are the loyalists.

But when he saw the united Primarchs in the council chamber, all the beautiful moments of the Great Crusade came to his mind. That warmth and sincerity should not be destroyed by the suspicion of another universe.

Since I have already lost my brothers and the sincere and beautiful brotherhood I once had, I should not let the brothers here lose again. I should just bear the pain myself.

“Guilliman, this question is important to us!”

Horus kept asking, “Magnus has been imprisoned by my father for colluding with the evil god. We must take precautions in advance.”

Regarding Magnus, on the way here, the Emperor had already told Guilliman that the final arrangement for Magnus was to be released safely, and now the Emperor was just letting him temper himself in the cell.

Guilliman knew this, so he was not surprised by Magnus’s betrayal.

“This question is meaningless. As I said just now, each of you may be a potential traitor to the Empire.”

After saying that, Guilliman kept staring at Horus, which made Horus feel a little uneasy.

He is not some stubborn idiot.

Horus noticed early on that Guilliman looked at him more frequently and for longer periods of time than his other brothers, and there was some aggressiveness in his eyes.

Could it be that I was the Primarch who instigated the rebellion?

When he thought of this terrible possibility, Horus swallowed his saliva, pretended to be calm, and finally gave up asking Guilliman. If he really found out that he was the leader of the rebellion, it would be a big trouble!
After explaining the basic background situation to the Primarchs, Guilliman looked around at his brothers again.

The handsome Sanguinius died under the sword of Horus and was dismembered into pieces. Ferrus was beheaded by Fulgrim, and even his head was used as a ritual prop for the evil god.

Clarks even mutated directly into a subspace creature, always hunting down the rebellious Primarch with resentment.

Fortunately, these tragedies of fratricide did not recur in this universe, which made Guilliman even more grateful to the Cosmic Corporation. If it were not for the intervention of this force, this universe would probably continue to collapse along the established route.

If he had time, Guilliman really wanted to thank the Supreme Archon of Megacorp in person for giving him a chance to turn the situation around.

“The situation is tense now. We don’t have much time to chat anymore. Follow me.”

Guilliman no longer continued to tangle with Horus and others on irrelevant issues. After bringing these Primarchs to the Warhammer 40K universe, he still had to complete his ascension ceremony.

This brief meeting between brothers may be the last in this life.

Soon, each Primarch ordered his troops to prepare to set off, and Guilliman continued to explain some key points to his brothers, letting them understand what their mission to the new universe was.

“Everyone, the universe we are about to go to has strong subspace pollution, so you need to be mentally prepared and don’t be bewitched by evil gods and demons.”

Guilliman reminded again and again.

In fact, it is not so easy for the Primarchs to be seduced and bewitched by evil gods and demons. It takes a long process to completely corrupt a Primarch.

The first is the psychological defect.

Tzeentch took advantage of Horus’s suspicion and distrust of the Emperor, constantly deepening his negative impression of the Emperor, and then designed to have the injured Horus go to a fake hospital he opened for treatment.

The wounds of Horus were smeared with filth carefully brewed by Nurgle, causing his body to deteriorate further.

It was under such extreme psychological and physical pressure that Horus fell into a state of depravity.

But now Horus and the Emperor have long since reconciled their past grudges, and the relationship between father and son is very close. Even if Tzeentch comes in person, what awaits him will only be Horus’s big claws.

“Yes!”

The Primarchs listened to Guilliman’s words with full concentration, not daring to miss any information.

They have been fighting against the evil gods and demons of the Warp for so many years, and are always on guard against the invasion of Chaos.

When traveling to another universe where chaotic forces are more rampant, one naturally dare not let down one’s guard.

“From now on, you need to remind each other and be wary of each other to prevent the inside from being contaminated by the evil god.”

“Once someone chooses to betray the empire, they must be immediately controlled and killed on the spot if necessary!”

When Guilliman said this, he looked at Horus deeply again, and it was unclear whether he was hinting that this important task should be handed over to Horus, or asking Horus to take it easy.

Horus naturally considered himself to be an absolutely staunch loyalist. Facing Guilliman’s meaningful look, he confidently promised:
“Don’t worry, Guilliman. If there is a traitor among us, I will be the first to kill him!”

Seeing Horus’s confident look, Guilliman hesitated to speak. Finally, he suppressed his emotions and nodded without saying anything more.

After giving some instructions, Guilliman handed over the command to Horus and said, “Once you arrive at your destination, you will act according to the established plan. As before, you will follow Horus’s command.”

“I have other tasks to complete, so I won’t go with you.”

Completing the ascension ceremony is the key to reversing the Warhammer 40K universe. Since someone is destined to sacrifice, let yourself do it.

Guilliman’s farewell look did not make Horus and other Primarchs realize that this might be the last time they met. The Primarchs just nodded and actively prepared for the upcoming war.

“Let’s go!”

As soon as the words fell, each Primarch returned to their respective flagships. According to the designated coordinate system, they headed to the space-time tunnel opened by the Universal Corporation.

Dimension jumping and universe changing.

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A region of the Warhammer 40K universe, somewhere in the Warp.

Two dazzling suns still hang in the warp, emitting deadly light with powerful force, driving the evil entities away.

The Emperor and the God-Emperor looked at each other without saying a word.

The projection of the God-Emperor is clearer and stronger than that of the Emperor. This is because he has almost become half a Warp God, just waiting for the final push.

His real body was still on the Golden Throne of Terra, his emaciated body still gasping faintly, his soul was between reality and the warp, like plasticine being pulled back and forth.

The Emperor looked at the other party with a heavy heart. The projection image of the God-Emperor in the subspace was consistent with his appearance in the real dimension. At this moment, the God-Emperor was more like a white-bone demon than a human being.

‘I didn’t expect the cost of failure would be so heavy.’

The Emperor had imagined the failure of the Webway Project and the fall of the Empire, but the reality he witnessed with his own eyes was far more vivid and heartbreaking than he had imagined.

The skin, as thin as a cicada’s wing, was simply hung on the God-Emperor’s white bones. The chaotic power of faith was like a mosaic stuck around him, and all kinds of complex emotions cut the God-Emperor’s character into fine fragments.

In just one second, the Divine Emperor’s temperament would undergo thousands of completely different changes.

Belief and emotion are the fundamental reasons for the drastic change in the God-Emperor’s temperament.

At this time, the God-Emperor can still barely maintain the balance between his nature and chaotic emotions, but as time goes by, he will one day be covered by the power of faith and become a complete god.

By then, human civilization will also come to an end.

The Emperor of God will then ascend to the position of the fifth main god of the Chaos Octagon and become the God of Corrosion and Destruction, descending at every moment of the past, present, and future, bringing more despair to this already dark and gloomy universe.

He will eventually become the evil god and devil that he once hated.

(End of this chapter)