Chapter 474 has no enlightenment! The Primarch descends on Terra!

Guilliman understood his next mission. He had to help another Guilliman accompany the Atlantis civilization to complete the last leg of its journey.

This civilization will usher in an unprecedented golden age, and then completely perish.

However, the person who will be the executioner is not himself, but another Guilliman. After finding his essence, he will complete the ascension ceremony at the cost of destroying Atlantis.

At this point, the world giant’s plan to create a god has been successfully completed!

“I know what to do next.”

Guilliman nodded and stopped questioning the Emperor. He believed that the Emperor would not make mistakes and he only needed to carry out his orders faithfully.

“There are many people who will help you complete this plan. Don’t worry, just follow them.”

“Yes!”

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The main universe, the civilization breeding star zone, the Atlantis star system!
A steady stream of miracles and technological points are emerging from underground, ancient tombs, and ancient caves. A feeling of ecstasy and joy of being favored by the gods is spreading and diffusing in the Atlantis civilization.

Many Atlanteans believed that they were the chosen ones of the universe, otherwise how could they have risen so quickly on this habitable planet that had existed for billions of years.

For a time, the people on Atlantis gave up the war, chose to cooperate with each other, and tried their best to break out of the galaxy and follow God’s guidance to reach the end of civilization.

Looking at this scene, Dr. Halsey, who was observing the situation, couldn’t help but sigh and asked:
“Do we have to do this? Is there no other way?”

Look at these hardworking and lively Atlanteans. Their appearance now is so similar to the scene when humans first took over the fire from Prometheus and dispelled the darkness and cold.

In other words, they themselves are a race that is very similar to humans, and perhaps they can really become part of a giant company.

“Of course there are other ways, but the cost would be higher and the benefits would probably be lower, so it’s not cost-effective.”

V replied calmly.

The Atlantis civilization was originally the material for sacrifice on behalf of the Warhammer 40K universe. If it wasn’t it, then it would be someone else. It was precisely because this civilization was too similar to humans that it was chosen as the sacrifice.

If it were replaced by an ordinary, low-quality civilized species, it might directly lead to the failure of Guilliman’s upgrade, and then the giant enterprise would have to select some additional civilizations for sacrifice.

There are not so many benefits that people can have both. It’s just choosing the lesser of two evils.

This method has been determined after countless smart people racked their brains and repeatedly deduced it, and it is not something they can deny based on their momentary emotionality.

So Dr. Halsey’s mercy means nothing.

Halsey was silent.

She knew that what V said made sense. This was already the optimal solution to the plan. To help Guilliman complete the ascension ceremony, civilized species must make sacrifices.

It is either human beings or Atlantis civilization, otherwise it would be impossible to complete the upgrade of the God of Erosion and Destruction.

She couldn’t bear to see the Atlanteans die, but could she bear to see the humans in the Warhammer 40K universe die?

Another three months passed.

During this time, Dr. Halsey and V have been observing the development of Atlantis civilization.

The Atlanteans have unlocked a large number of technological products with the information passed down by miracles. The basic physics knowledge that had been dormant for a decade seemed to have been suddenly unlocked and began to develop rapidly and be updated and iterated.

Towering buildings are rising from the ground. Thanks to the improvement of AI automation, the development speed of Atlantis civilization is almost catching up with the giant enterprises of fifty years ago.

The surface of Atlantis undergoes new changes almost every week, which surprises many scientific researchers from large companies.

If we give them another fifty years, maybe they can really catch up with the world’s giants!

It’s a pity that everyone knows that this is absolutely impossible. The rapid development of Atlantis civilization is not a technological explosion of mankind, but a double-edged sword given by God.

Their rapid development is like the rapid renewal and metabolism of mitochondria in the human body, which can certainly make people healthier and slimmer, and increase their appetite, but at the same time, it will also shorten their lifespan.

Now the Atlantis civilization seems to be suffering from this disease and is gradually heading towards destruction.

“Will their existence and experiences provide some inspiration to us humans? Will our civilization suddenly come to an end one day like the Atlantis civilization?”

Dr. Halsey hesitated, not knowing whether she was talking to herself or asking V beside her. She even began to doubt the significance of the so-called God-making Plan and the Conquest of the Heavens.

“There is no enlightenment, and there is no meaning. It is not clear whether everything we do now has any meaning. We can only know whether it has any meaning after decades or hundreds of years have passed.”

V responded indifferently.

History keeps repeating itself, but everyone in history thinks that they are walking on an unprecedented path. But when they look back ten thousand years later, they will find that they are still going around in a repetitive cycle.

This is also the reason why humans cannot learn any lessons from history, because humans have never seen through the laws that are imperceptible to the the first place.

“Guilliman is here, we can move faster.”

At this time, Guilliman had passed through the star gate and arrived at the edge of the civilization breeding zone in the main universe.

Apparently, the Atlantean civilization will soon meet their gods!

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“Warhammer 40K” universe, Holy Terra!

At this moment, Horus, who came with the will, had led the Primarch Legion to the vicinity of Terra.

Soon after this aggressive Imperial fleet approached Terra, it immediately caused turmoil in the solar system’s defense system.

Seeing these fully armed fleets suddenly appear in the solar system, the Terra garrison immediately panicked. The empire was already dying and there were simply few troops capable of fighting.

The sudden appearance of this force on Terra almost meant the imminent destruction of Terra.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for the Imperial Guards and inquisitors to recognize the origins of these warships. They were well-versed in history and knew the numbers and appearances of these warships.

“These are actually warships of the Empire, and they are all the Primarch troops that disappeared long ago…”

Looking at these legion warships belonging to the loyalists and the Chaos traitors, the Inquisitors were completely confused. Some of the Primarch’s troops had already perished, so how could they suddenly come back to life?

In the end, the Inquisitors just stared at the troops getting closer and closer to Terra, and they did not issue an attack order. Before figuring out the enemy’s origins, a rash attack would only cause more trouble, not to mention that Terra, with its current state, would find it difficult to resist the attack of this army.

The gap in power between the two sides is too great. Once a war breaks out, Terra will inevitably fall quickly, and the local garrisons deployed by the Empire in various regions will find it difficult to arrive in a short period of time.

So their top priority was to delay the enemy as much as possible and send a signal to reinforcements.

At this moment, the Primarchs were gathering on Horus’s Vengeful Spirit. After a long voyage of these days, they finally arrived at Terra.

Since there are no new routes in the Warhammer 40K universe and the traditional Warp routes are still used, their sailing speed will appear a bit slow.

However, the Emperor and the Cosmos Corporation did not urge Horus’s troops to arrive immediately, so this group of people simply marched slowly towards Terra.

At this moment, the Chief Librarian under Horus has received a communication request from Terra. “My Lord, there is a communication request. Do you need to connect now?”

Horus nodded and ordered the Librarian to connect the communication immediately. During this time, they all more or less understood the history of the Warhammer 40K universe.

Knowing about the Horus Heresy and the Chaos invasion, they would have learned about these things on their own even if Guilliman didn’t tell them.

Horus was a little embarrassed at first, but it only lasted for a while. After all, himself in this time and space was completely different from himself now.

He doesn’t need to feel guilty for the mistakes made by others.

“Pass the order down. All armies are not allowed to act on their own. Even if they are attacked by the enemy, they are not allowed to fight back without my order!”

Horus gave the order.

The human empire ten thousand years later has already suffered too much hardship and torture. There is no need to keep these humans worried. It is better to communicate and explain any situation as soon as possible.

Soon, the think tank chief had successfully connected the communication.

As the holographic projection fell, Horus, who was in the lead, saw the appearance of many people. These people included representatives from the Council of High Lords, the head of the Sisters of Silence, the commander of the Guards, and the chapter master of the Imperial Fists.

It’s just that these people looked particularly unfamiliar, and Horus did not recognize the high-ranking officials of the empire ten thousand years later.

But Horus did not know them, but they all knew Horus and his Primarchs.

Especially the Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists, Gregor Decian, stared at his own Primarch Rogal Dorn with eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief.

He might not know all the other Primarchs, but he would never forget the appearance of Dorn until his death.

The Imperial Fists’ flagship, the Phalanx, was covered in statues and prints of Rogal Dorn, and every Astartes of the Imperial Fists knew exactly what their own Primarch looked like.

So the moment he saw Rogal Dorn, Gregor couldn’t help but say: “Primarch…!”

Dorn looked at Gregor in front of him, and he also recognized from the decorations on the other person that he was a member of his own legion.

Rogal Dorn nodded to the other party and responded to the other party’s call. The Dorn in this universe disappeared in the Expedition of Atonement ten thousand years ago, and no one knew his whereabouts.

Now that the Emperor and the Primarch have returned to Terra one after another, how can this not rekindle hope for the humans trapped in darkness?

The Primarchs were filled with emotion.

They have learned about everything that humans have done for the Empire over the past ten thousand years. In the dark ages without the protection of the Primarch, facing the invasion of the Chaos Legion, these mortals fought hard and held on to the crumbling Empire.

Perhaps they really had misjudged these lowly mortals.

At this moment, everyone standing next to Gregor recognized the other Primarchs to some extent, but they did not dare to speak up to acknowledge them.

Because everyone knows that the great rebellion that took place ten thousand years ago had already led to the primarchs splitting against each other, with loyalists and traitors being irreconcilable. In that battle, many primarchs died and fell.

The once glorious troops collapsed, but these long-destroyed flagships were intact, which made them wonder if there was a trick.

Could it be a conspiracy of the evil god of the subspace…

“Please calm down, Chapter Master Gregor.”

At this moment, Dark Mir reminded coldly that the two sides had just met and could not be completely sure of each other’s true identity.

“We come from a world ten thousand years ago. We came here at the order of the Emperor. I think the Emperor has already arrived here in advance. You should ask for his opinion.”

Horus responded calmly, his majestic aura and approachability almost identical to that of the Emperor.

Even the Primarchs found it difficult to resist the charisma of Horus, let alone these ordinary mortals.

From the Primarch ten thousand years ago…

Horus’ answer stunned everyone for a moment, but they did not find it too unbelievable. After all, there were too many strange things happening in the Warhammer 40K universe.

Although this answer is outrageous, it is not completely unbelievable.

Everyone turned their attention to the commander of the Imperial Guards and the leader of the Sisters of Silence. The current situation was obviously beyond their comprehension, and they were afraid that only by reporting to the Divine Emperor could they understand the whole situation.

“We will go and ask the Divine Emperor for instructions now.”

The leaders of the Imperial Guards and the Sisters of Silence left at the same time to report to the Divine Emperor.

While waiting, Horus also asked everyone for more details about the great rebellion that year.

It was hard for him to imagine that this great rebellion that ended the empire’s heyday was caused by his own hands.

Dark Mir did not respond to Horus’ question. They did not dare to say anything about this matter.

A bizarre conspiracy always involves many factors. Each person’s one-sided statement can only represent his or her own subjective opinion. There are many objective reasons.

Before he fully understood the current situation, Dark Mir was afraid that he might say something wrong and cause unnecessary trouble, so he simply kept silent and ignored the other party’s request.

Seeing this, Sanguinius smiled and said in a gentle tone: “On the way here, we have already understood the situation here, but we need more specific information.”

“Please send us all the information about the great rebellion. Only by understanding the past can we understand the key points.”

The Cosmos Corporation and the Emperor did not let the Primarchs know too many details of the great rebellion, perhaps to protect their cohesion, or perhaps because the more they knew, the more trouble they would get into.

But the more this happened, the more the Primarchs wanted to know what happened back then.

After all, only by understanding these past experiences can they understand how to avoid these mistakes and reflect on their own shortcomings, rather than continuing to repeat and reincarnate tragedies that have already happened.

(End of this chapter)