Chapter 386: Lorgar's Past, the Savior Regent VS Slaanesh? !
The setting sun was dim, and the sound of the waves became gentler.

Ron fell asleep in this quiet environment.

At some point, the sleeping Guilliman's brows began to frown again, and a trace of inexplicable energy lingered around his body.

The regent was caught in a hallucination, as he had so many times before, and was reunited with his old nightmare.

The essence of nightmares is interference with thinking, perhaps the influence of past shadows, or perhaps the call of certain subspace existences.

But it's not a good thing after all.

Visions kept passing by.

Guilliman saw a brilliant golden light, and the huge outline of the Emperor's Vision was gradually growing larger, whitish in the afterglow of the setting sun, like an incomparable cathedral in the air.

The blue-purple background of the universe outlines the outline of the church, and millions of light points are scattered around it.

Those are the lights of the warships.

The Great Crusade launched by his father, the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, was so magnificent that the human fleet set out from Terra and headed for the distant stars.

Humans cleared the universe and became the overlords of the galaxy.

That was the moment when mankind was close to glory, but no one expected that it was just the afterglow of sunset and the beginning of night.

"When did all this begin?"

Guilliman tried to think about this complex matter, but could not come up with a definite answer, perhaps because there were too many answers.

In fact, the signs of decline had already begun.

He returned to the meeting at Nicaea.

Although there is no record of his participation in the meeting in the famous attendance list or in the imperial historical records.

But he was there, and so were more of his fellow Primarchs.

The Emperor ordered the use of disinformation to ensure that no one's testimony would be "tainted by the fear of being watched by others".

This meeting was a trial of the Thousand Sons Legion, and a dispute among the Primarchs over how to wield the power of the Warp within the Legion.

Finally, the Emperor gave the answer.

He promulgated the "Nikaia Decree", which stipulated that no existence except navigators and astropaths was allowed to use psychic powers, especially the Space Marine Legions.

"Those who do not listen to my advice and do not believe me will surely bring disaster upon themselves.

He will be my enemy, and I will destroy him and all who follow him, until the end, and he will regret having forsaken my light.”

The Emperor once said this at the Council of Nikaea.

In front of everyone, he coldly rebuked the wayward Primarch and his children:

"If you continue to contact the warp and rely on that power... Magnus, I will bring destruction upon you, and you and your legion will disappear forever from the records of the Empire!"

Guilliman remembered it clearly.

When Magnus heard these words, his face turned pale and his pride collapsed like a rock. He knelt on the ground and vowed to obey.

Afterwards, each major legion was asked to disband its think tank departments.

The Primarchs must control themselves and not use the psychic powers they already have.

Only later did people discover that this warp ability was the most effective means of resisting Chaos heresy.

The Emperor's laws posed a severe hindrance to the Loyalist Legions during the Horus Heresy, as they struggled to cope with those Traitor Legions who secretly used the Librarians.

So, Guilliman believed that this decree needed to be rescinded, otherwise they would not be able to win this victory.

However, this was the case, and the execution of the Nicea edict was forcibly suspended.

Guilliman was immersed in visions of the past, but his focus was not on psychic power or the warp, but on the disputes and hostility among the Primarchs.

He suddenly realized a fact and felt sad about it. It turned out that his primarch brothers had never been united and the seeds of hatred had been planted long ago.

Now it seems.

Their father, the Emperor, was so arrogant, cold, brutal, and neglectful of management, so willful in his own way that he hardly took into account any of the Primarch's parent-child relationships and feelings.

Perhaps, he is not good at expressing emotions, is too rational, and has too much faith in the will of these genetically superhuman parents and children.

I thought they would be as selfless as I am and be able to sacrifice everything for humanity.

Little do they know that, like all human sons, they hope for fatherly love, desire recognition, and have their own ideals and pursuits.

But all the Primarch and his children received were the Emperor's cold orders.

Guilliman was unable to correctly judge the Emperor's character. Some said he was an arrogant tyrant and a failed father, while others said he was a great and benevolent monarch.

All this is over.

Now their father, the Emperor, is dead, his bones hanging on the Golden Throne, relying on the power of the Warp to retain a trace of consciousness.

He couldn't even be sure whether the other party was still the emperor.

Guilliman had never wanted to believe that the Emperor would become a god, the being he once loathed.

That is extremely sad.

But there is no doubt that the Emperor's contribution and protection to humanity is impeccable.

"I am also a person who lacks humanity and is often blinded by arrogance and faith. Those politeness and cheerful conversations are just means to achieve an end.

Perhaps, I am no different from my father..."

The charming, kindly regent analyzed himself coldly.

In order to achieve his goal, he did not hesitate to carry out cold-blooded killings.

He had learned many years ago that politics and war were a spreadsheet with words written in blood.

"Perhaps in addition to cold rationality, we need emotions, and they are more fragile than we think..."

Guilliman thought so.

Driven by rationality, he had committed too many killings, some of which might have been foolish and avoidable.

His brother, Lorgar, the Lord of the Word Bearers and the seventeenth Primarch, was the most fanatical worshiper of his father, the Emperor.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Empire, Lorgar led the Word Bearers to gradually eliminate all blasphemous acts and heresies within the Empire, burned the old scriptures and symbols, and built new huge monuments and cathedrals.

To ensure humanity's faith in the Emperor continues.

He also wrote numerous works on the divinity and justice of the Emperor, and gave grand sermons and speeches to the masses.

The most famous of these is the Divine Word.

Not only that, Lorgar also built a "perfect city" on the conquered planet - Monazia.

That was the sacred city where he devoted most of his efforts and where a large number of saints lived.

To praise the greatness of the emperor.

However, the Emperor was dissatisfied with the slow progress of Lorgar and the Word Bearers' conquest, and he had to conquer the galaxy as quickly as possible to deal with future crises.

He was even more dissatisfied with the superstitious worship of Luo Jia and others.

Because one of the main visions of the Great Crusade was to liberate humanity from foolish and ignorant religious worship.

So the Emperor reprimanded Lorgar, commanding him to speed up the conquest rather than create blind cultic faith, and ordered Guilliman to destroy the "perfect city" Monazia.

Guilliman obeyed the order and led the Ultramarines to burn Monazia, reducing it to ashes.

But what he didn't expect was.

The Emperor then ordered him to accompany him to meet Lorgar and the Word Bearers.

The Regent witnessed the scene again in a vision, as the Emperor used psychic pressure to force Lorgar and the Word Bearers to kneel before him.

And I, the executor who burned down Monazia, was right beside the Emperor.

This was undoubtedly a great humiliation and a severe mental blow to a Primarch.

After that, Guilliman continued to fight.

But he later heard that Lorgar had locked himself in his room and prayed silently to the Emperor's commands for a month.

During this period, the primarch brother only wore a woolen robe and did not speak to anyone.

By the time the Emperor was ready to once again denounce the Word Bearers' progress, Lorgar had already led his forces back to the Great Crusade.

The Primarch brothers followed orders and accelerated the pace of conquest, and the worlds along the way fell before the Word Bearers at lightning speed.

But to everyone's surprise, Lorgar became the first Primarch to betray, and fell into Chaos under the temptation of the gods decades before the Horus Heresy.

It also had a profound impact on the subsequent Horus Heresy.

From Guilliman's current perspective, Lorgar's behavior was indeed wrong and deviated from the track, but his father the Emperor's handling of the matter was also too harsh.

Maybe there is a better solution.

Under Ron's influence, the Regent not only looked at things rationally but also with a hint of emotion.

He wondered, if he had paid more attention to Luo Jia at that time, or even given him some comfort and faced some things with him, would the outcome have been different?
This question will never have an answer.

But ironically, the belief and worship created by Lorgar later became one of the most important pillars of the empire.

All his ideas about the imperial religion were realized, and became even more grand and massive.

The "Divine Words", a holy book that deified the Emperor, allowed the establishment of the Imperial State Religion. The religious taboo book that was widely criticized in the past is now regarded as a treasure by the Imperial State Religion.

Trillions of soldiers and civilians hold the "Divine Word" and pray to the great Emperor every day. "The Divine Emperor" has become the most common name for the Emperor.

The Space Marine Chapter is based on faith and loyalty. The Grey Knights rely on faith to avoid being corrupted, and the Battle Sisters and Priests heal themselves with prayer.

There are also many living saints walking around the empire, and everything is as he wished.

"Perhaps, that bastard is secretly sneering in some dark corner right now..."

Guilliman sighed inwardly.

But no matter what, when we see that fallen person again, he must be severely punished!

When this thought came to his mind, his thoughts seemed to be pulled by some existence and established a connection with a distant chaotic place.

It was a tower engraved with sacred texts but filled with chaos and darkness.

The bell in the tower rang, and the door on the top suddenly opened. A figure with a hideous head and horns, scriptures tied to his body, and surrounded by dark yellow flames opened his eyes.

That was Lorgar, the fallen Primarch who had ascended to the level of a demon.

For thousands and tens of thousands of years, he had been sitting in this tower meditating. This bastard almost never went out, and was unwilling to move until his death.

Especially after being beaten up by the big black crow, the primarch of the 19th Legion, Corax, the last time he went out, he didn't want to go out even more.

When Lorgar sensed the Regent's psychic thinking, he was also surprised and even felt a little happy:
"Guilliman, have you also accepted the essence of that power? This is really rare.

Fate has led you here, maybe you can consider joining me in exploring the original truth..."

This man is obsessed with exploring the power of faith, trying to find the true God beyond the material realm, in order to explore the ultimate mystery of the universe.

"I want nothing but the truth..."

Lorgar once said so.

Of course, he did not think that those Chaos Gods were true gods, but was trying to find higher-dimensional existences through the Chaos Subspace and find the true creator.

The Fallen Primarch loathed atheists, especially those like Guilliman who rejected the very nature of the Warp.

Now he can be seen using that power to form illusions to contact himself.

Not a surprise.

And he could feel that Guilliman's essence was so powerful.

"There are no gods in this world, only a bunch of ugly, arrogant lunatics who are lost in power."

The Regent stared at Lorgar with a sullen look on his face.

"You are wrong, you are all wrong. I am the one who has mastered the only truth..."

Lorgar smiled and said, "Look, has the empire become what I imagined? You should go and see our father to see if he has become a god.

This is the power of faith, I won. "

He patted the original manuscript of "The Divine Word" which was still hanging on his body and covered with filth, and was quite proud of it.

That was his most satisfying work.

Lorgar said enthusiastically:
"God, I should go see my father, look up at the only sun, and ask him if he regrets stopping me from doing everything for him.

If everything had gone well, perhaps the empire would not have become like this.

You should also be grateful to me. The empire has survived to this day, and I have contributed to it..."

The Regent did not respond to the words of this bastard charlatan, but rushed over directly.

But Lorgar was unwilling to contact him, and directly closed the tower, severing the connection.

He disdained to pick a fight with these crude atheists.

The fact is, even this weakest of the Primarchs had been severely beaten by Guilliman, as well as Horus, Fulgrim and others.

It is a combat power floor.

After Lorgar sealed the tower, he seemed to sense other divinities in his connection with Guilliman, and even detected a hint of something beyond the galaxy.

He explored it all in detail.

"This is a new clue. I should go out and look for the truth..."

The fallen primarch who had proclaimed himself so many years ago calmly began to feel excited.

He thought of Guilliman again and smiled with a hint of success.

Before completely closing the tower, he gave the atheist a guide that would allow the brother to have a chance to properly admire the divine sun.

I believe this will change that brother's foolish idea.

……

subspace.

The sacred sun emitted endless brilliant light, and the energy was so overwhelming that it shook everything around it.

"Father……"

The Regent's psychic essence was almost drowned in the light of faith and was stirred by this power.

Looking at the silent sacred sun.

He felt extreme grief and disbelief in his heart, and his mind became confused.

When he was in the palace before, he did not have a deep exposure to this power. He just thought that it might be an illusion formed by some kind of psychic energy, and he had reasons to convince himself.

But now he truly felt the power.

The Regent could no longer convince himself, nor could he deny the disgusting thing that the Emperor had become.

Because he felt the divinity, and even more so the darkness hidden within it.

How is this different from those Chaos lunatics who claim to be gods?

Guilliman's heart sank.

He was keenly aware that if the Emperor's condition continued to deteriorate, he might one day have to face this being corrupted by faith.

How will he deal with himself then, and where will humanity go?

A cold thought arose in the anxious heart of the regent, perhaps he could end all this early and avoid a worse situation!
But as soon as this idea came up, it was extinguished.

I can't do this. Humanity needs this power, and I can't treat my father who has given everything for humanity like this.

In the past, he might have done it under the influence of reason, but not now!
He believed that he and his brother Ron would find a better way.

For some reason, Guilliman trusted his brother so much, as if as long as they stood together, they could solve all crises and difficulties.

After the Regent calmed down, he became aware of the whispers and disturbances in his thoughts.

That is the influence exerted by the Chaos Gods.

He reacted.

Everything that is happening now is the work of those despicable sewer rats in the subspace.

They took advantage of my weakness, set traps and interfered with my thinking to guide me to achieve my goals.

Perhaps this is the means by which the Chaos Gods corrupt their Primarch brothers.

But these dark tricks cannot make me surrender.

I will never bow down to those guys like those fallen brothers!
Soon, the Regent took a deep look at the Holy Sun, and then looked peacefully at the little sun who was sleeping soundly beside him.

Then left the area.

He didn't want to stay here for too long. If he waited until the emperor woke up, he would have no idea how to deal with the situation.

Somewhere empty.

boom--

A huge burst of energy.

"Chaos evil, you cannot control me.

You should be afraid, because in the near future, the flames of revenge will burn away all the darkness!"

Guilliman burst into a storm of fury, appearing in the Warp like a giant blue colossus, his body wrapped in storm energy, his size spreading into the depths of the void.

That power is so huge.

He violently pulled out the remnants of chaos attached to his body and crushed them fiercely, completely eliminating all influences.

In the endless distance, three huge figures quietly disappeared.

Their plan failed.

But at least there is something to be gained. As long as the Regent uses this power, they will have the opportunity to exert more influence.

These Chaos Gods will be more vigilant against the Regent and will design more conspiracy traps and launch more attacks for him.

After Guilliman shattered those influences, he felt his current divine appearance and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

Under the rejection, this force began to shrink and even be sealed.

He doesn't need this power.

Even if his father the Emperor loses control and becomes a new threat to humanity in the future, he will defeat him as a human being to protect everything human.

Supported by this belief, the regent seemed to become even more powerful.

However, just as his consciousness returned to his body and he tried to completely seal up this power.

He noticed something was wrong with Ron.

From a psychic perspective, Guilliman discovered that his brother was being corrupted by Slaanesh and was on the verge of danger.

The power of that evil god was exerting its influence, and countless demonic phantoms were entangled with his brother, trying to drag him into the abyss!
"Ron!"

The regent's heart was gripped with grief, and a storm of rage rose up.

……

Slaanesh illusion.

On the verdant fields, there are endless figures of desire, and these wonderful existences spread to the endless distance.

This area gathers almost all the images and figures that Ron could imagine, which can satisfy all his desires and has more exciting programs.

Moreover, it is starred by several Slaanesh demons led by the Slaanesh Illusion, and the scene on the wilderness is constantly changing.

Each area has its own characteristics and it is a big collection.

It can be said that all the tricks have been used.

Ron swallowed:
"Hiss~ Classic scene, this is a high-end game..."

The Lord of Joy has invested so much, what else is there to say? He must go through it alone!

However, just as the attack was launched.

He suddenly heard a familiar, steady, and angry voice behind him: "Heretics, you are courting death!"

Ron turned his head and unexpectedly saw a tall, azure-gold figure walking towards him holding the Emperor's Sword.

He couldn't help but exclaim:
"Wow, a new plot where brothers join forces to fight?!"

(End of this chapter)