It was a scene I never imagined, and I never imagined that I would one day be able to truly communicate with His will face to face.

I had been to the throne room to see Him on the throne, but I could only see him from afar, for the huge room was filled with a wave of intense psionic heat that could burn souls; Through the dazzling gold, I could see only the remnants of a ruined body, buried in the deep forest of steel cables, like a pearl lost in an ugly abominable mechanical mussel shell.

In the ten thousand years he had been seated on the throne, he had not spoken a word, and had watched as the empire he had built slowly slipped to the brink of collapse after the disappearance of his faithful heirs; The delay in this process of decline for nearly 10,000 years is purely the result of the sheer size of the empire's territory and the sacrifice of countless lives for it.

On the other hand, His power in the subspace has grown, especially after the rise of the state religion; In the past few millennia, the combat intelligence of the mysterious Black Armor Legion has been increasing, and one of the Sages protected by the "Aquila Shield" has also been blessed by the Golden Power in battle, and has been named a "Living Saint" by the State Church......

Perhaps my idea may be a bit blasphemous to use the mantra of those pastors, but I'm still worried:

If He ever ever stepped down from His throne...... Will he be the Lord of mankind 10,000 years ago?

But now that those concerns have vanished, His human will is right before my eyes, and the Empire will have a new hope.

"Get up, Valoris." I heard Him say.

I restrained my emotions so that I would not lose too much of my temper in His presence, and slowly rose from the ground; At the same time, I was able to take a look at the hall I was in—aside from the golden eagle totem behind him, there was no Imperial or Martian Mechanic décor, no mechanical structures like feeder cables, only the glow of the thousands of stars overhead, reflecting the glimmer of the ancient bronze metal.

Is this a relic of the Dark Tech era? I thought to myself, and humbly asked:

"My lord, where are you in the galaxy now? As long as you have the coordinates, the 'Aquila Shield' can teleport here in an instant."

The Aquila Shield is responsible for protecting the Forbidden Legion, and in addition to the upper echelons of the Empire, they also protect those chosen by the Doomsday Seerers in the Imperial Palace, who will reverse and defuse all kinds of terrible disasters that threaten the throne through their abilities, thoughts, or actions, and the Janissant warriors of the Aquila Shield will ensure the safety of these people until they can perform their rightful value.

But now, I'm afraid that none of these people are worth as much as the supreme will in front of me.

"No, I don't. This is another ancient Terra, where there are all the beautiful things like the sea, the forests, the wheat fields, and the people have not yet stepped out of the stars," the boy said calmly, "The most important thing is that there is no subspace in this universe, and the subspace engine cannot be activated here."

Another Terra? Another universe? I struggled to comprehend and digest the vast message contained in our Lord's Word.

Someone's coming. I sensed a mysterious blue light on the floor somewhere in the hall, and was about to activate the energy field of the Warden's Axe when my lord stroked my shoulder armor to stop my instinctive defensive move:

"Don't be nervous, Valoris. I can just introduce you to the new warrior I'm going to create on this Terra."

New fighters? I thought a lot in a few microseconds, but the first thing that came to mind was me...... Or the Praetorian Army I represent. When Terra was caught in the old night of the clash war between the tech barbarians and the genetic warlords, the Lord of Humanity created us long before the creation of the Thunder Warriors, giving the rat-eyed warlords on Terra a final notice of "disobedience or destruction".

So...... Is it our lord's intention to create a new warrior like us on this other Terra?

I couldn't help but look sternly at the young boy who came out of the light curtain—

The physical age is already a little too old, and it does not meet the age level of recruits trained by the forbidden army at all (generally selected at a young age); The eyes look like there is

Stupid, feeling more like a savage brainless reckless man than a good qualified recruit with a plan and a plan; Not only is the physique a little thin, but the genetic lineage in the body seems to be mixed with quite impurities, which is completely impure......

I frowned slightly, but quickly returned: after all, this is the warrior my lord wants to create, and I should not make unnecessary comments. But if he wants more qualified children, I can go back to Terra and recruit him.

"Let me introduce you to you, this warrior next to me is Trajan, the current commander of the forbidden army of the Terra Palace. Trajann Valoris;" My lord introduced me to the boy, and then looked at me and introduced him, "Trajan, this is Lumingfeld, a fine warrior who will lead a new legion."

Lead a new legion? It's a ruler like me...... Or does our lord want to create another primordial body?

With respect to my lord, I nodded to the child named Lu Mingfei.

"Lu Mingfei is a special being. His soul belonged to this universe, but in an unknown accident his soul went to the universe we are in, and became an Astarte; It wasn't until he died in battle that his soul came back here."

"Soon after, the 'I' on the throne noticed this little bit of his faith, and the existence of this world."

My Lord calmly recounted all this to me, "So I decided to create new warriors here, where I will not be affected by the presence of those subspaces, and where I can devote myself to my work."

"Is there anything I can do for you, my lord? I want to be by your side forever."

I sincerely pleaded, whether it was the origin of that Lu Mingfei, or the fact that I was mainly creating new fighters or even new genetic prototypes, I didn't care a little now.

I just want to fulfill my ancient duty, to be by the side of my Lord, and I would rather die than leave.

"No, Valoris, you have more important things to do," my lord calmly rejected me, "Under your rule, the Forbidden Order has developed in the best way it has ever been. They really need to get out of the palace walls and take their anger out on other enemies, while saving more of the people of the empire."

"Yes, my lord. Follow your will." I said a little bitterly, and when I looked at the child named Lu Mingfei, I couldn't help but feel a mundane emotion called "envy".

I walked back to where I had appeared, the light of the Matrix engulfing me, and when I reappeared, I was back in the mysterious room, where Bertha and his four shadow prison officers were still waiting.

After a brief explanation, I led them into the "Door to the Unknown or Hope" to the universe where our Lord was, the Terra; They reacted no more calmly than I did when they met the will of our Lord, even the most indifferent of the Seal Warden Bertha. Tusk also shed tears of emotion.

Their mission was to bring those two rectangular metal crates into the world, which our lord might need to create a new type of warrior; Judging from the ancient Gothic characters and labels engraved on their surfaces, the two metal boxes contain a technological device from the Dark Age and an ancient genetic technology belonging to the same era.

"Cadia will be destroyed someday in the future, and the raging tides of the subspace will turn into cursed scars that will split the galaxy in two, and the light of the Torch will not be able to reach the other half of the Empire's borders." My Lord said to me, "I believe you have foreseen this. The instability of subspace and some kind of fateful inevitability will make this inevitable and unstoppable, and all you have to do now is prepare for war."

I looked solemn, the ancient technological device "Time Shackles" on my waist did foresee a catastrophe, but I never imagined that it would be so serious, that the fortress world, the most heavily defended in the Empire and facing the front line of the Eye of Fear in subspace, would be destroyed.

"When the legions here are formed, they will rush to that universe to fight alongside you and many more warriors," our lord caressed my golden shoulder armor, "and we have a long way to go."

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