Trusting his son, who had always been quite loyal and reliable, the Emperor withdrew his gaze from a distant place and looked at the mother planet of human origin at his feet, Terra.

Countless years of exploitation have turned it into a bloated giant, its natural resources have long since been depleted, the seas have dried up long ago, and even if it is constantly transporting all kinds of resources from other planets, it is impossible to keep it in its ancient beauty, and as far as the eye can see, there is no other scenery to see except the dense cities at the end of the earth.

Servo skulls, child angels, gunboats, smuggling ships, transport ships, prisoner ships, patrol boats of the Department of Justice, and bell boats of the State Church pass through the Gothic buildings, and the dazzling light pollution penetrates the thick chemical haze to form a sea of light.

The news of the Emperor's awakening has spread throughout Terra, and the surviving Star Whisperers have spread the news throughout the Human Empire, and it is foreseeable that this news will make the entire Human Empire feel certain again.

Grotesque Gothic complexes, deformed industrial facilities, and terrifying religious coats of arms can be found all over the world, and the ghosts, snakes, and gods that emperors once spent 10,000 years sweeping away have been found everywhere throughout the human empire.

Once upon a time, Terra once radiated the brilliance of hard work; Now, this spirit of diligence and progress is gone, and all mankind believes in him as if he were a god.

Oh, gods?

I don't know what to think, the emperor just silently looked at the absurd world under his feet, the councils of high lords, the 'perfect city' that he once burned and believed in himself has been everywhere for 10,000 years when he sat helplessly on the throne, and the human beings who have lost his guidance, if they don't rely on this kind of belief that there is no way, they can't even survive in this world at all.

The choir's hymn to the emperor was constantly included in his eardrums, but it was clear that there was nothing in the heart of this national character face that could be called happy.

The empire is now just a rotting corpse that has abandoned reason and its future, and is left only bloated, ridiculous, ignorant, and cruel, just as I was before.

The loyal Praetorian floated in mid-air with their masters, unnoticed by the Emperor's powerful psionic powers.

The forbidden army, who had never slackened off and had been honing their skills for nearly 10,000 years, waited for the emperor's order, even if it was likely to make them raise their butcher's knives against their relatives.

"It's only now that I'm finally sure that the world can't be any worse." The emperor said coldly, but compared to the 'divine' coldness of the past, the current coldness can give people a sense of humanity, a sense of anger and coldness.

"The Loyal and Corrupt and Stupid Council of High Lords, the Stupid Crazy and Loyal State Religion, the Cult of the Mechanical Gods who are radically intelligent and conservative, and you who don't know what the hell are thinking, plus enemies all over the galaxy, oh, and the subspace shithole raised by the son of a bitch."

"This universe is in the middle of a fucking shithole scuffle right now, all of them are a bunch of shit, and no one can avoid the smell of shit."

The emperor, who was naked, crossed his hands around his chest and commented to himself, if these words were full of unbearable words, if ordinary people, even Astarte said them, they would inevitably go to the courtroom.

Even living saints with high reputes may not be immune to questioning.

But this kind of evaluation came out of the mouth of the emperor himself, which could only make the forbidden army feel panic, a kind of panic from the heart, even if this majesty did not use any strength, it could make the forbidden army's body tremble.

"I'm not blaming you." The invisible psionic energy soothed the fears of the Forbidden Army, and the Emperor comforted, "I'm just stating the facts of a son of a. ”

"But that's good, it's already rotten anyway, it can't be rotten anymore, so let's go crazy together!"

"It's a damn time of not being able to move, enduring the pain, and doing everything in your power to show you the way, but this stuff is over, and your fucking emperor is back."

Finally a decision was made, and the Emperor was able to unleash his psionic powers, and the Emperor was in dialogue with everyone in the entire Terra at the same time, a unique psionic energy that revealed the authenticity of his identity, and no one could question the blazing sun that appeared in their souls at the same time.

"I've decided not to sit on the Golden Throne, and I don't want any hell of a network plan, and now I'm going to blast up all of Terra immediately."

"Don't ask me why I'm doing this, because I'm the fucking emperor, and I don't need to explain it to you."

Powerful psionic energy unleashed and tightly enveloped all the buildings and humans on the entire Terra except for the royal palace, and immediately continued to rise at a baseline speed, elevating it all up, and elevating and elevating.

After 10,000 years of wholehearted devotion to humanity in trillions, the Emperor's psionic power has become more and more powerful, even enough to rival that of a god, a god who can exert all his divine power in the physical universe.

"At the same time, I'm going to give you, to everyone, to all the humans in this world, a new kind of power, a bullshit power that was born for nowhere."

"To be reasonable, I really don't want this kind of force that represents madness to become popular in our world, and it is foreseeable that this power will definitely bring me countless ills in the future."

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, this world is already a dung pit, no matter how bad it is, it can't be much worse, and if I don't use it, how can I immediately launch an expedition to blow up the heads of the four peddlers."

As if he wanted to say everything he hadn't said in 10,000 years, the emperor kept all the humans away while chattering.

After breaking free from the oppression of the emperor's psionic energy, a huge eye of fear slowly opened, and countless subspace demons rushed out of the rift, and then collided head-on with the blazing sun, turning into the sun's blazing fuel, and more and more psionic energy was extracted.

Countless psionic energies were forcibly transformed into another powerful force that could also be manipulated and influenced by consciousness, a power that did not need to rely on subspace.

Under the emperor's reckless cost, reckless consequence, and even affecting his own origin, the journey that could only be completed in tens of thousands of years was forcibly completed, and an irrepressible and inevitable pollution spread in the body of every human being.

And before those brainless subspace demons finally discovered that this shortcut was not very easy to walk, with their assistance, this pollution had completely spread throughout the galaxy.

Casually evaporating the blood oozing from his body, and resisting the joint attacks of the four gods who had been weakened countless times with his body, the emperor laughed wildly and exploded the entire human home planet with one punch: "Dog breeds, let's swim together in the dung pit, be a happy star Kirby, this crazy war, no one wants to be invincible, no one wants to stay out of it!" ”