"A pig? Becoming a king's king? And has been on the throne for nine years?" Even Guilliman was confused by this situation. He tried hard to use his powerful observation power to take a closer look and found that
There doesn't seem to be anything special about this boar other than being extremely fat.
"Yes, it has been on the throne for nine years. If nothing happens, it will be the king for a few more years. Then the city-states of Tilea will once again start the kingdom city-state meeting to choose the next pig as their
King." The emperor's voice was cold, but there was something in it.
With a touch of ridicule: "The Kingdom of Tilea is composed of a large number of city-states. They have never been completely unified, but Tilea has the name of a kingdom after all, so under the joint election of the city-states, this boar is very important.
Sometimes, this is what happened in the war. No city-state was willing to elect a de facto Tyrell prince, so everyone chose a pig, so that they could maintain their autonomy.
"What is truly noteworthy is the knight before the pig." The Emperor looked at the knight in front of the throne.
This knight wore a cheetah brass plate armor, holding a giant mace in one hand and a spear in the other. He exuded a terrifying aura of overlord from head to toe.
"He is the self-proclaimed Prince of Milagliano, Bogil, the leader of several mercenary regiments, especially good at sieges." The emperor continued: "Okay, let's go."
The Emperor, Fulgrim, Guilliman, and Caul immediately disappeared at the end of the street. When Bogil felt an extremely frightening sight, the street corner was deserted.
In Tilea's underground cave, an Emperor's Custodian was already waiting. The Emperor stretched out his hand, opened and activated the altar of the Old Saint, and the power of the Ancient Saint was completely absorbed by the Emperor again.
The process was skipped. When the last ray of the Ancient Saint's energy dissipated in the air, the Emperor frowned. The Lord of Humanity waved his hand, and a golden arc of light was emitted from the Ancient Saint's altar. A golden anvil appeared on the altar.
In front of several people.
"The creations and technologies of the Old Saints are truly incredible. Even after ten thousand years, they are still creating miracles." The Emperor carefully felt the knowledge left by the Old Saints: "Recast the soul? Become an immortal warrior in heaven.
?interesting."
"A new technology, Your Majesty." Caul, the great sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus, said to the emperor.
"Yes, a secret method, a technology that is reforged by throwing a strong soul into the immortal divine fire. This technology can beat the mortal soul repeatedly and finally become a pure storm creature." The Lord of Humanity.
Repeatedly comprehending the knowledge and techniques left by the ancient saints, he continued: "The tough soul will be repeatedly forged on the iron ingot.
Fight, the powerful divine fire recasts their souls into powerful warriors, and immortal energy and lightning are injected into their new bodies. These warriors born in the storm will become the most powerful warriors of the Ancient Saints. Once they die in battle
, these warriors will not truly die, their souls will return to the anvil and be forged and recast again."
"So, this is a brand new technology for manufacturing soldiers?" Guilliman was very interested in this. He said enthusiastically: "Can soldiers be manufactured and recycled repeatedly?"
"Things can't be that easy, Guilliman." Fulgrim immediately shook his head: "Such a perfect technology will not exist in the world. If there is such a technology, then you and your heirs can get what they want and go all the way.
Become a consul."
Guilliman was a little embarrassed by what Fulgrim said, and he did not refute. Everyone was waiting for the emperor's answer.
Sure enough, the emperor's expression changed slightly: "It's not that easy. Even the toughest soul, faced with such painful recasting and forging, will gradually collapse after too many times, or gradually go crazy, or become mad again."
It cannot be condensed into shape, and even... will be gradually contaminated in the battle with Chaos... This should be a technology made by the Ancient Sage at the last moment, but the Ancient Sage can neither find a powerful enough divine fire nor a good enough one.
The craftsmen..."
The new technology was given to Caul by the Emperor, and the Grand Magus of the Adeptus Mechanicus would carefully experiment with it.
Several people sat down in the cave. The Emperor took out some coffee beans and then motioned to the Imperial Guard to make coffee. After completely wiping out the vampire army, the Emperor took away two large cans of high-grade coffee from Angron's collection.
coffee beans.
"Fulgrim, I have met the mercenary leader named Bogil. Remember, my plan is next." The emperor said in a deep voice, while Fulgrim listened very seriously: "Yes, father."
"In about three to five months, Tyrell will organize a Lustria expedition. This expedition will go to Lustria and try to open up new colonies." The Emperor's Imperial Guard took a
A notice was placed in front of Fulgen.
Fulgrim took the notice: "Soldiers of Tilea, it's time to fight for the future of the kingdom!"
The illustrations depict men, women, and children, ranging from farmers, craftsmen, mercenaries, and even women, and they are all labeled "I want to contribute!"
"They are all doing their best, how about you?" A portrait of a mercenary leader was placed in the middle. He stretched his body forward, extended his index finger, and pointed directly at the person in front of the illustration: "You can obtain the status of a free citizen by joining the army! Anyone who has already
All charges will be given a chance to be re-examined!”
"Want to know more? Please turn to the back."
"Where is Lustria?"
"Lustria is a beautiful and rich continent. We need to take a boat for several months or even longer to get there. It has dense trees, a wide variety of animals and plants, a hot and rainy climate, and endless treasures and ores hidden in the forest.
With precious hardwoods and medicinal materials, we have reason to believe that Lustria will be a fertile land for us to explore and develop, a fringe gathering place today, and the new Miragliano city-state tomorrow!"
A simple illustration, full of human mercenaries fighting bravely, with some lizardmen and giant beasts falling one after another amid spear formations and musket fire.
"Of course, during this process, we may 'happen to encounter' some local indigenous people, such as ferocious lizards, or tall giant beasts, but it doesn't matter, these creatures are in front of our weapons and muskets.
Not worth mentioning, the spears and muskets produced by the Kingdom have proven to be able to easily deal with all threats."
“Exotic beasts are very popular among the upper class! Enjoy the exotic grilled lizard on a skewer at night!”
"We travel far, we make fortunes, we colonize, and we win! Guys, what are you waiting for? Come and join the Lustria Expeditionary Force! You will be the next one to be promoted to Baron!"
"A very interesting notice, somewhat similar to those recruitment flyers issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs." Guilliman concluded: "So, father, do you want Fulgrim to go to Lustria? And those remnants of the ancient saints
touch?"
"The Old Saint, the Creator, created the Slann Toads as their deputies, and also created lizardmen to protect the Slann Toads." The Emperor nodded: "Fulgrim, Guilliman, don't underestimate these ancient saints.
The assistant who came down, the magic toad is an extremely terrifying magical creature. They can divide the continent, move mountains and fill seas, and bring thousands of people together with one thought.
Meter-high mountains change the trajectory of the planets. Their in-depth understanding of subspace magic is inferior to even mine. Moreover, as the last assistant of the Ancient Sage, no one knows whether the Ancient Sage has left anything behind for these demon toads.
What a special backdoor, don’t forget, the Ancient Saints are the earliest and first race to complete their rule in the entire universe.”
"Father, what do you mean... cooperation?" Guilliman suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He emphasized the supremacy of human beings, and the master of humanity, headed by humans, would actually try to seek cooperation?
"If you were a servant of a family and loyally guarded the master's property after the death of the family and fought against the intruders. At this time, the wild dog that was begging for food outside the door grew up and came to you for cooperation. Would you agree?
Huh?" The Emperor's face was as pale as ice, and he looked at Guilliman.
"It's hard to say, especially since we are eager to get the remaining property of the family master. Slann cannot tell whether we are here to help them or if we want to take the opportunity to seize the master's property." Guilliman thought thoughtfully.
The emperor nodded: "Yes, and we can't rob them by force. The strength of these Slann Demon Toads is very terrifying. I don't know whether the ancient saint left anything for its servants, but I can foresee that if we try
If we take it by force, both sides will definitely suffer losses. The ruins of the ancient saints will be destroyed, and the knowledge will be obtained by chaos. At that time, perhaps the main material universe will be destroyed."
"Fulgrim, this task is left to you. Join the Lustria Expeditionary Force and control this human army. I need you to try to contact Slann and see if these cold-blooded species are willing to talk to us." The Emperor
He turned his attention to Fulgen.
"Put it on me." Fulgrim's face became serious, and the proud Emperor's son swore a strong oath in his heart to complete the mission successfully.
Caul, the great sage of the Mechanicum, came up from behind, and its mechanical arm took out a brand new power sword. This giant sword was engraved with dozens of ancient runes and spells, and the hilt was a double golden sword.
The head eagle exuded divine brilliance in the air. The Emperor took the power sword and spoke the holy words, and the blessing of the Lord of Mankind was added to the sword.
"This is your new sword, Fulgrim. I named it 'Glory'." The golden power sword illuminated the entire underground cave with the emperor's blessing.
Fulgrim's eyes were moist, and he stretched out his hands to take the "Glory" with great care. The Primarch of the Emperor's Son used his most determined voice to let out a powerful war cry: "The Emperor's son, the enemy who killed his father!
"
There were waves of echoes coming from the underground cave.
"The Emperor's son, his father's enemy!"
"The Emperor's son, his father's enemy!"
The Emperor's face was a little moved. Guilliman suspected that his father was remembering the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago. The Horus Heresy at that time made them doomed. Ten thousand years later, mankind could only survive and maintain a glimmer of hope.
"Okay, Guilliman, Great Sage, it's time for us to leave."