Terra, the ancient home planet of mankind, the holiest place in the galaxy, where trillions of billions of people gather,

The grand palace across the Eurasian continent has deep corridors, and the large, empty court room echoes with the sonorous sound of metal colliding, which is the heavy footsteps of the patrolling forbidden army, even if they are wearing heavy armor, they can easily pass through the most dangerous sword mountains and fires without making any sound, but the forbidden army still chooses to take uniform and steady steps during the patrol, in order to warn the comers, this place is under the direct protection of the emperor's forbidden army.

It's like a group of cats who take the initiative to tie bells around their necks, and they don't seem to have a good brain.

The spectral spectrum changes on the ecliptic surface of the solar system, and as the Holy Terra completes another revolution, the patrol of the forbidden army in the palace begins to change shifts.

This time, the patrol that took over the sacred task of guarding the Golden Throne was led by Alexandre Caesar Achilles Faircaelus Hermes Augustus Kepler Lincoln Don Nader Herbolos Antonio Salazar Seraphim Cenerio Marcos de Gaulle Jack...... Well, in fact, the Praetoria's full name has grown so long that even Tzeentch may not remember it.

The Forbidden Army is a very abstract group, and whenever they achieve a memorable achievement, they will add a historical allusion to their name that matches that achievement.

For example, the commander of a shield guard company led his army to a brilliant victory, and he thought that the gold content of this victory was comparable to that of Alexander the Great in the history of Guterra, so he suffix his name Alexander.

Another example is a brave tribune who beats down a group of colleagues in an internal competition in the forbidden army, and after winning the first place, he may be awarded the glorious suffix of Hercules.

The Praetorian Army is almost immortal, and their glory will accumulate over time, so to a certain extent, the length of the name represents the gold content of a Praetorian Army...... So you can know what a fierce man this forbidden army captain named Alexander really is.

The macho Alexander took over the responsibility of guarding the human emperor in front of the throne hall where the golden throne was located, and in a solemn and sacred ceremonial atmosphere, they began to undress.

The 13 Janissaries helped each other to peel the heavy Shine Gold from their bodies outside the Golden Throne, revealing their muscular bodies under their armor and their undergarments.

After removing the armor and then the underwear, the forbidden soldiers did not leave even the slightest cloth to cover their bodies, so they stripped naked in front of the emperor, only the head still wore a Seiko Yaojin helmet covered with artistic carvings and etching of their names.

Thirteen unarmed men in helmets knelt down on one knee in the direction of the Golden Throne, led by the fiercest Alexander, in a routine confession of the Praetorian Army.

For 10,000 years since the Emperor was beaten to the Golden Throne by Warlord Horus, the Praetorian Army has been living in great pain and guilt, and they hate that they have not been able to protect the Emperor from the Vengeful Spirit as the personal guard of the Lord of Mankind, and even more so why they did not die in place of the Emperor under the Warhammer of the Worldbreaker.

Tormented by a great sense of guilt and grief, the Forbidden Army chose to punish itself in a way that bordered on self-harm, their training became more and more brutal, their demands became more and more demanding, and the Forbidden Army vowed never to repeat the tragedy of 10,000 years ago.

However, this alone was not enough to wash away the guilt in the hearts of the Forbidden Army, so whenever the Forbidden Army's patrol was handed over, the Throne Guard who guarded the throne hall would take off their armor, strip off their clothes, and walk through the palace as sinners to protect the emperor, wearing only a helmet.

This is their way of humiliating themselves, and only under the torture of great humiliation and sadness can the pain of losing the emperor dissipate a little in the hearts of the forbidden army.

In this way, the Forbidden Army once again poured out their loyalty and guilt to the Emperor, and Alexander began to lead the team on routine patrols, and 13 all-O macho men wearing golden helmets walked in the empty and deep palace with majestic and high-spirited steady, and walked one by one.

It was just an ordinary patrol, but the forbidden soldiers who followed behind the captain looked at Alexander's strong back, and keenly noticed something strange, a kind of indescribable, inexplicable worry and sadness, which swayed gently with the captain's steady steps.

Although they were puzzled in their hearts, the forbidden soldiers didn't ask much, because the forbidden army did not have a strict relationship between superiors and subordinates, and each of them was a relatively independent individual.

Alexander walked at the front of the line with a heavy heart.

The reason for his complicated mood was the warm light that poured in from the window when the team passed through a huge floor-to-ceiling window just now, it was not a physical light, but the psionic navigation light emitted by the burning of the star torch, Alexander also had a lot of psionic talent as a forbidden soldier, so he was able to see the light of the star torch directly in the physical universe.

"The light of the torch is getting greener day by day...... Alexander walked worriedly along the patrol route, his brow furrowed slightly.

Ever since the return of the original body caused a stormy coup d'état and Kiliman's ascension to the throne of regent, Alexander has noticed an anomaly that has occurred in Terra:

The original star torch emitted a golden light as bright as the golden throne, which was generally considered to be the embodiment of the emperor's divine might, but I don't know when it began, a faint wisp of green quietly appeared in the golden light of the star torch.

At first Alexander thought it was his own delusion, but with the return of Killman, the storm coup, the unyielding expedition... A series of events occurred, the green mixed with the golden light gradually became more and more intense, to this day, the light of the star torch is still bright, but the green light mixed with it has reached the point that it can not be ignored no matter what.

"What the hell is going on......?" Outside the palace, the ever-bright star torch was as bright as ever, and Alexander's mood grew heavier and heavier.

The patrol walked through a corridor on the side of the throne hall and turned back, and Alexander, keeping his standard straight steps, tilted his head slightly, and looked in awe at the throne hall where the Lord of Humanity was located.

In the next moment, he collapsed to the ground screaming:

"The Emperor is above...... What's wrong with you?! ”

The other forbidden soldiers behind him instantly tensed up and tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands, but they quickly looked around, but they didn't find anything suspiciously abnormal, and they couldn't help but be even more puzzled.

Only Alexander collapsed to the ground in despair, his eyes reflecting the majestic and vast throne, and on the steps, the figure of the rickety who had sat in the golden throne for ten thousand years gradually blurred, and a thin green light escaped.

Shrouded in vibrant greenery, the figure of the emperor is scattered and confused.

A translucent shadow stretched out from beneath His feet, like a shadow cast at the feet of a man standing in the sunlight.

It's like ...... From the very beginning, there were two people sitting there quietly.

(End of chapter)