The Emperor's Dream.

The figure of the Lord of Humanity stood atop the bridge, his shining golden armor shining brightly from among the stars.

Beside him, in addition to the inseparable forbidden army, there is only an old man in a hood - Palm Seal Machado.

"I don't know if my decision was the right one."

Looking at the planet in front of him, which was being completely destroyed by the torpedo of the whirlwind, the emperor sighed faintly.

He had intended to take his thirteenth son, Robert Killman, as in 'history', and order him to destroy the city completely, so as to completely destroy the pathetic illusion in Loga's heart.

I was never God.

Not before, not now, and not in the future.

In order to dispel that possibility, the Lord of Mankind is willing to give everything.

However, the news of Elaine's appearance in the City of Perfection completely disrupted his plans.

"It seems that you don't want to trust her."

As if aware of the doubts in the emperor's heart, Makado said slowly.

“… It's not that I don't want to trust her. ”

The Emperor shook his head.

"It's that she's bringing too many variables... I don't know which link will suddenly go wrong, or which reef will be triggered early. ”

"She is like a young sailor who knows no world, always trying to fight the storm by faith and will, and does not know how to give up something in exchange for opportunity and time."

"It's not a mistake, but... Regardless, she's still too idealistic. ”

There was a hint of sorrow in his words, as if he was watching a lonely boat drift towards the boundless sea.

I know that the future is dark, but I still move forward... How sad.

Makado raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that there is more to your words than your daughter, my old friend."

"Do you need a reminder, Great Emperor of Humanity - even though you are a veteran enough sailor, you still struggle in this dark sea."

"Even though you don't talk much about your long past, for thousands of years... No human being knows you better than I do. ”

"You're worried about the unknown, my lord."

For the persuasion of the palm print, the emperor slowly closed his eyes.

Before his eyes came the past, from humanity crying out to the universe, to the unknown in the prosperous age of dark technology, and the endless darkness and pain in the age of strife.

"Our future has always been uncertain and illusory, even if she brought that cursed 'future' with her."

"Planning never catches up with change, and change leads to more tragedies, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands..."

"The human course has been nearly locked in for too long, and the chance to survive is in front of me - I can't ignore it, Machado."

The emperor lamented, his words no longer had the coldness and solemnity of the past, only the confusion and pain of the uncertain future.

Yes, the Emperor revered as the Lord of Humanity, the Firestealer of the Source of Destruction, the most powerful psionic in the world - and despite the doubts of countless beings who have doubted his true identity, at the root of his life, he is still a 'human'.

He can feel the pain in the hearts of countless people, and he can reluctantly accept the faith of those who are devout, and he can empathize with all of them, because he has an inseparable and precious bond with the human race.

It may have been concluded in B.C., or it may have been dead in the long river of time, but the emperor who witnessed it all never gave up any hope for humanity: it had been darkened in the long era of strife, and it was completely shattered after the Iron Man Rebellion, but the candle that still had some hope remained in Terra, and as long as the home planet of mankind remained, then this hope would not be completely broken.

"You have created the children who have your qualities flowing with you, but you have not given them much effort—this has been dangerous from the beginning, my lord."

"What's more... The destructive powers of the High also watch over the little gods—you and I know that in the near future, more than one of them may be taken captive or die. ”

Machado's words revealed concern, and he looked up at the majestic Lord of Humanity in front of him.

"Elaine is indeed a young and arrogant sailor... But this obsession doesn't make her give up easily—she and her Twelve Legions still have a role to play in the Great Expedition, and her feats of dispelling the chaos and pollution within the Maelstrom are already worthy of the gods' attention, if left unchecked..."

This Palm Seal was also one of the most powerful psionic beings in the world, so he could naturally see the confusion and pain in the emperor's eyes, as well as the worry of feeling overwhelmed by the face of his heir.

"The part of her that has been plundered by the four gods will lead the legions of chaos to stand on the opposite side of the empire."

"So... The key question is how to evade their layout and prevent chaos from invading the real universe in all its aspects. ”

The Emperor spoke softly as the Palm Sealer wanted to say.

Machado nodded slowly.

Yes, they all knew that Elaine had lost not just his army and part of his body in that terrible war, but a real part of his 'existence'.

Just as Angelon, who had been slain by the 'Son of Blood', had returned to the distant Golden Throne, the black sword that carried the power of the Blood God had effectively left part of Elaine's existence in the Sadistic Realm forever—for the destructive power on the Brass Throne, war was never a phase, but an eternal dispute and fighting.

From the moment the blood of the Blood God flowed in the ocean of the Supreme Heavens, an irreparable chaos had begun.

"If she is allowed to have everything completely robbed..."

"At that time, all the portals of reality that she has closed with her own hands... I'm afraid it will also be completely open. ”

"And they, too, were watching Horus and St. Giles... There are other genoplasmas. ”

"Ever since Elaine came to the world with that cursed knowledge, the likelihood of the full implementation of the network plan has been reduced to a minimum."

The Emperor said indifferently, as if he didn't care about the dark future in his mouth.

It was because of these hidden dangers and hidden dangers that he gave Elaine the arm that contained spiritual powers.

This is the greatest help and support that the Lord of Mankind can give his daughter, and nothing else - he can only watch Elaine's back sail towards that dangerous subspace, silently supporting this child who is very similar to himself in his heart.

Just like any other child.

As a real-world being, the Emperor's energy is always limited—even if he knew that Horus and St. Giles were already favored by the gods, he could not make more preparations to deal with the almost endless backlash and intrusion of the Chaos Evil Gods.

Some things are completely predestined from the beginning.

"At the same time, there is the Great Expedition."

"Whether it's the Randan Empire, which has been completely wiped out by the Dark Angels, or the Orc Empire, which is rising in the galaxy... Our enemies are everywhere. ”

The Palm Seal reminded the Emperor softly.

In front of this old ship, known as the Human Empire, there are endless dark seas and dangerous reefs, as well as many deep-sea monsters constantly roaming in it.

The Emperor, on the other hand, could only watch Elaine alone to fight against the chaos that should have been fought by himself.

The Lord of Humanity sighed deeply.

Although his energy is limited, he does not want to give up on anyone.

Whether it's Horus, St. Giles, Elaine, or a dozen other heirs, the Emperor wants to save them from that ruined future, whenever and wherever they are.

The Emperor is greedy and at the same time insane, trying to play a game with the gods of the subspace as a human being, trying to forge a new future for the human race in the faint hope.

In his path, all the bright new tomorrow has already been arranged, as long as this great expedition can be successfully completely withdrawn from the subspace, then the star torch shining throughout the galaxy will no longer be cold, but bloom with extremely warm sunshine.

It's just—

"Our enemy, there is only time."

Machado said slowly, as if he knew everything the emperor had.

After all, he was an old friend who had accompanied the Lord of Humanity for six thousand years.

“…… yes, there's only time. ”

"Nothing else."

The Lord of Humanity looked at the starry sky and looked at the perfect city that had burned to the ground.

Now, there is no prayer in it.

And he could vaguely feel that in the not-so-distant future... Devotional prayer will once again reverberate in this wasteland.

It's like fresh flower buds growing back in the charred soil.

Although the emperor could not comprehend its beauty, the tenacity was enough to make him look at it.

"Those who bear the word will be given a new lease of life."

"The price of rebirth is the nourishment of endless corpses and blood."

"And there are more legions waiting for new life... Iron Warriors, Midnight Lords, Death Guards..."

The Emperor sighed.

In Elaine's back, he saw too many scars and pain coming.

He was all too familiar with the painful path of striving for hope—for he had been so stubborn along the way, greedily and hysterically searching for any direction that could save humanity.

Just like Elaine did at this moment, desperately trying to dispel the darkness that shrouded her fate.

The most ironic thing is that of his twenty heirs... However, Elaine, the 'outsider', inherited his greedy trait.

What an unreasonable obsession and how pathetic stupidity this seems to outsiders...

The emperor felt the same way.

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