"Why don't you protect mortal souls?" Qin Mo asked suddenly.

The figure of the emperor, who was fiddling with the personality matrix, trembled and did not respond.

"The people of the state religion say that everyone will return to the golden throne after death, and they say that humans who do not believe in the god emperor can only become wild ghosts in the subspace after death, and I have always thought so, but what my captain named Sain saw after entering the subspace is not what the state religion says."

"I have allowed the state church to continue to propagate their ideas, as long as they do not burn opponents at the stake."

"But when Sain returned, I gave an order to tear the mouths of the people of the State Church if they continued to rot and said that if the soul of the man returned to the Golden Throne after death."

Qin Mo continued.

The Emperor listened in silence as he took out another powerful soul substance shaped by his will, which was just as happy with the rationality and prosperity displayed by the Tyrone Star Sector, and applied it to the personality matrix.

This is not really a soul, just a soul-like substance, which is why it is said to be a bridge to subspace and not a "door" like a soul.

After doing this, the emperor put down his work, turned to Qin Mo and said, "Why do you think I can protect every human soul? ”

"Cursed Legion." Qin Mo only said one word.

The emperor shook his head helplessly: "Do you think it's a legion of protected space marines' souls?" What is the difference between them and Celesteine? ”

Qin Mo thought for a while and nodded, although he didn't speak, he felt in his heart that the Curse Binding Legion was indeed related to the soul, but it didn't seem to be any different from the other demon armies of the four gods.

"I was supposed to be the fifth god, but I sat on the golden throne, and I couldn't go up or down." The emperor turned around and continued to fiddle with the matrix, "Even if I become the fifth god, it is impossible to protect the soul of the human race, what is the difference between me and the human being who has ascended to the gods, compared to Slaanesh and the spirit race?" ”

"I have a reason why I can't pull human souls in subspace, and I don't want to talk about that."

"The state religion prohibits objects of worship other than me, you expect what the state religion said about protecting the soul to be true, it is better to ask you Tyrone people to worship the dead, at least the dead can be strengthened by the will of the living, so that they will not be slaughtered in the subspace."

“……”

Qin Mo listened to the emperor's words and suddenly began to think about the emperor's future.

The emperor was supposed to be the fifth god of the subspace, and the Great Horus Rebellion was essentially an ascension ceremony, and whoever survived between Horus and the emperor was the fifth god.

But the emperor sat on the golden throne in a way that the gods did not expect, as long as he did not come down from the golden throne, he would not become the fifth god, and the sixth, seventh, and eighth gods could not ascend.

Then it seems that the emperor's fate can only sit on the golden throne, and whether the current plan succeeds or not, he must sit, otherwise humanity will be doomed.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo suddenly felt that the emperor was really miserable, isn't this "never allowed to be born"?

"Until the Iron Man's Will coalesces into subspace entities, a portion of my Will will protect them from being eroded by other subspace entities." The emperor turned his head and stared at Qin Mo with golden eyes, "This is our gift to you. ”

When the emperor said the word us, Qin Mo didn't feel anything, because he would not be affected by the spiritual energy, but he could feel the humanity of the emperor in front of him as a representative.

Representatives of the Emperor's Will who have a favorable impression of the Tyrone Star Zone.

"How long will it take you to create a soul substance?" Qin Mo asked.

"Ten years."

"Ten years? Then we should be able to achieve our plan within 500 years. ”

"There is no time in the subspace, even if I use a thousand years to make soul matter, it is a matter of breath in the real universe, don't worry about whether the soul matter is enough, worry about whether the personality matrix you create in the real universe where there is time."

"Believe me, it's much easier to rub the personality matrix by hand than to rub the soul substance."

“……”

Qin Mo continued to conduct research with the emperor, so that the soul matter could be better integrated with the personality matrix, the creation of the real universe.

In the process of research, Qin Mo suddenly thought of a more efficient way to use the matrix.

That is to create a psionic matrix similar to a computer instead of a personality matrix, and use the psionic matrix to form entities in subspace faster.

A steerable entity that is not a Gestalt will, but the equivalent of a supercomputer.

Precise and efficient.

Instead of a large group of psionic ironmen gathering together to form a subspace entity, the Iron Man with the Soul Material Personality Matrix installed can invoke psionic energy through this entity.

The Emperor also thought it was possible, and he wanted to do it in the first place, but he didn't know if the Personality Matrix could be used in this way.

The answer is that of course it can't be used like this, Qin Mo has to build a spiritual energy matrix from scratch, which will be a very easy thing to complete with the assistance of the emperor's spiritual energy.

While creating the psionic matrix, Qin Mo suddenly thought of another use of the psionic matrix, so he took the emperor to the lowest level of the research facility.

……

After going through a series of security checks, Qin Mo and the emperor arrived together in a facility that resembled a treasure vault.

The Claws of Horus are in a storage chest made of black stone.

"What are you bringing me here for?" The emperor asked.

"I'll give you a gift in return." Qin Mo looked mysterious, slowly walked to a wall, and pulled the button on the wall.

The dimensional rift opened on the wall, spitting out a chest nearly five meters long.

After the chest was opened, the Emperor saw that it contained St. Giles.

Not a body, but a shell made of living metal.

Even the living metal was not the kind used by Qin Mo's body and necromancy, but was specially created with the genetic sequence as the most suitable container for the user.

"I extracted the genes of St. Giles from the Claws of Horus." Qin Mo looked down at the shell, "This shell is made for St. Giles, if its subspace essence still exists, then it can reside in the shell and move briefly in the real universe, and the living metal is implanted with his genes, otherwise it will not be able to carry his subspace essence as an anchor." Once we have created the psionic matrix, we can connect it to the subspace. ”

"St. Giles can see a beacon in subspace, this living metal body."

"Then it can come in."

“……”

The Emperor listened to Qin Mo's words, and the other Emperors in the subspace also saw the living metal shell of St. Giles through Vanessa's eyes.

Those wills complained, they thought that Qin Mo could take out something good to give to them as a gift, but it turned out to be just a container of tools that had been destroyed. Why give the container of this tool to yourself and not to the defective heirs of the tool.

There were even some wills with a malicious attitude towards Tyrone who insulted Qin Mo, scolding him for just pretending to be a good person, otherwise he should not have sent only a container of St. Giles, but also an imperial container...... Completely ignoring how difficult it is to study the emperor genes that are too dense in the subspace on the claws of Horus.

The Emperor who was staying on Vanessa's body did not complain, he leaned down and gently stroked St. Giles's face, and was silent for a long time before raising his head and saying, "Thank you." ”

(End of chapter)