The Undead Empire That Travels Through the Multiverse

Chen Mo's process of withdrawing his consciousness was disturbed.

"Really, what is going on in this world? It's outrageous enough that Pork Ribs and Bean Sprouts are looking for me. Your Majesty the God Emperor, are you always looking for me?" Looking at the round in front of me is enough to blind anyone who looks directly at it. Chen Mo couldn't help but vomited under the cold sun in his eyes.

He was not worried that such words would arouse the displeasure or punishment of the Lord of Humanity in front of him. This immortal who had existed since the birth of human civilization had lived for forty thousand years, and his emotions had long been lost to time. Obliterated, only the selfless love for the human race itself remains.

Such an emperor would not take offense at the slightest verbal affront.

"I need your help, a human from another universe." Sure enough, a tall figure in golden armor walked out of the cold sun, looked at Chen Mo expressionlessly and made his request.

Chen Mo, who had been prepared for this situation, could only nod helplessly. After agreeing, he also asked the emperor: "Then, Your Majesty the God Emperor, what kind of help do you need? Go to Terra for treatment. Your old body and bones? Should you go and wake up your thirteenth brother? Or go find a few other good boys who have run away from home? A wolf or a crow? Or a lion?"

Chen Mo's wise words seemed to make the emperor laugh. He twitched the corners of his mouth and then said: "You need to come to Terra, but not now, and there is no need to save my body. Keeping the Star Torch burning for ten thousand years has made it impossible for me to leave the Golden Throne.

Although Old Thirteen is not the most outstanding of all Primarchs, his descendants are indispensable to the current empire, and you can awaken him.

As for the other Primarchs, you can try to find Old Five in the Webway, and I will guide Sixth to you.

And No. 1...you might try to wake him up, but that's not what I want you to do. I need you to resurrect my angel. "

"Oh, Sanguinius, the great Sanguinius, who doesn't like angels?" Hearing the emperor's answer, Chen Mo just raised his eyebrows, but was not surprised.

At the end of the Horus Heresy, Sanguinius was brutally killed by Horus. The great Primarch suffered so much that the pain was even passed on to his descendants through genes, allowing The Blood Angels Chapter has been plagued by the effects of the Black Rage.

But it is undeniable that among the twenty-one primarchs created by the Emperor, Sanguinius can almost be said to be the most perfect one. His humility, courtesy, and talent have all made the entire human empire and His brothers were convinced.

During the Great Rebellion, Terra was blocked by a subspace storm and lost contact. In order to preserve the fire of mankind, the original members of the three chapters, the Blood Angels, the Ultramarines, and the Dark Angels, set off on Macragge Five Hundred under the control of the Ultramarines. The world established the Second Empire, and Sanguinius was almost without question elected Emperor of the Second Empire.

Even the Silent King of the Necrons commented that if the leader of the empire was Sanguinius, then the Necrons would be willing to cooperate with humans, which shows the charisma of this original body.

The Emperor's favor towards him is also visible to the naked eye. Although the Warmaster is Horus, no one can deny that Sanguinius is indeed loved by the Emperor.

While Chen Mo was thinking about the information about Sanguinius, another golden figure also appeared next to the emperor. A pair of white wings enveloped his body, and there was a faint hint of something on the handsome face inherited from the Lord of Mankind. He had a painful expression, but his eyes were closed tightly as if he was sleeping.

"He is still in the Great Heresy. The moment Horus killed him, the pain was so profound that he could not wake up for ten thousand years." There seemed to be a trace of light flowing through the emperor's eyes. The emotion, but quickly disappeared, made Chen Mo think it was his own eyesight: "Please be sure to pay attention to this when you resurrect him."

"That's easy to say. I can separate the memory of this pain in his soul, but how should I resurrect him? Just find a body and stuff his soul into it, or make him a new body?" Chen Mo asked the Emperor, resurrecting a primarch is not a simple matter. Without the powerful and perfect body of the primarch, there is no point in simply stuffing Sanguinius' soul into a body. of.

The Emperor obviously expected this. He turned Sanguinius's soul into a ball of light and handed it to Chen Mo and said, "You can rest assured that someone will bring his body to you."

"Okay, as long as someone delivers the goods to your door, I will give him the most perfect resurrection." Chen Mo collected the soul of Sanguinius and remembered that he was being corroded by the Eldar God of Death, so he asked the emperor : "Your Majesty the God-Emperor, can you eliminate the spiritual influence I am currently under and strip the will of the Eldar God of Death from my soul?"

"Okay." The emperor nodded, raised his hand and released a golden flame that injected into Chen Mo's body: "When your consciousness returns to your body, my power will solve the problem for you. In addition, my power will also It will help you converge the light of your soul in the subspace, so that you will not be affected by the minions of those evil gods."

Seeing that the emperor was willing to help, Chen Mo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

In the Warhammer Universe, the soul will form a reflection in the subspace, and the more powerful the psyker, the brighter his soul reflection will be in the subspace, and the easier it will be to attract various subspace demons.

That's why psykers are particularly dangerous, because no matter how firm their beliefs are, as they continue to use psychic powers, they will one day be corroded by the demons of the warp.

Of course, if it can be as powerful as the Emperor, and the projection of the soul in the subspace is simply a sun that can literally blind the eyes, the brilliance of the soul alone is enough to expel the subspace demons of a galaxy.

"Your Majesty the Divine Emperor, can I go back?" Chen Mo asked cautiously to the golden giant in front of him.

Although the Lord of Humanity will not do anything to him because of his disrespect, this same Lord of Humanity has no emotions or morality at all for the survival of the human race. As long as it is beneficial to mankind, he will not be stingy. Use some so-called dirty tricks.

So if possible, Chen Mo still wants to end this conversation quickly.

The emperor seemed to be aware of Chen Mo's emotions. After nodding slightly, he released the restraint on Chen Mo's consciousness and let him leave.

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