Wei Mu knew that most of the content in this book "Revival of the Empire", Walkma must not have read it, although it was the release of this book that tossed our great master enough.

Not only him, but I'm afraid that all those who have a demonic worship of the emperor will not be able to accept the content of this book.

For them, the plot is just too avant-garde.

They often just put down the book and scold their mother after reading the first few pages, and they don't have the concentration to see the end at all, including the Dark Angel Supreme Mentor Azrael in the back, the same is true.

Walker held the book in his hand, there was not a trace of psionic energy on it, and it looked like an ordinary thing.

But it is such a thing that can transform six combat nuns who are firm and pious in their beliefs in just ten years, and willingly become prisoners of this book. It also made his friend who had known him for many years, the upright and rational Governor of the Star District, Carl Franz, willing to give his full support. It also made the group of flower bean sprouts, who thought very highly of themselves, take the initiative to saddle up for this.

It's really a special mother's evil door.

So Walker Ma just held it and didn't dare to turn it over easily for a while.

So Wei Mu on the side took the opportunity to say in a weird manner: "What's the matter, old god stick, do you think that your piety to the emperor can't stand the test?" In this case, then hurry up and retire and go back to retire, don't leave this position and don't do anything! ”

Walkma scolded: "Shut up, little bastard, you don't come to provoke the generals, the old man's sincerity to the God Emperor can be seen in the world, and he will never be confused by your retorts!" ”

That being said, there were still so many believers watching below, and the Great Grandmaster at this time had no way out, and he must not let them down.

So Walkma took a deep breath and slowly opened the anti-book to find the last chapter inside.

The title of that chapter is The Battle of the Plague, and it seems to be the story of the Scourge Stars, where the Lord Regent Killiman takes on his traitorous brother, the Lord of Death, Mortarian.

This incident has really happened, and Walkma has heard some about it, but as far as Wei Mu's urine nature is concerned, there will definitely be a lot of heretical content added to it.

Anyway, Walkma held back his emotions and slowly read on:

"Robert Killiman, the great regent of the Empire and the last loyal heir of Emperor Terra, you have finally succeeded in monopolizing your father's inheritance, haven't you?"

The Fourteenth Legion, Lord of the Death Guards, the mutinous primordial Motarian said, his tone full of yin and yang.

"I'm not thinking about my father's legacy, I'm just guarding it. The other loyal brothers have been lost among the stars, and you monsters have turned their backs on it. ”

Killiman said righteously.

"Oh, really?" Motarian smiled contemptuously, "Then why are you marching here today?" Why are you willing to take such a big risk to go deep into this garden of Nurgle full of disease and life? ”

"Of course, it's to revive the empire and sweep away the rebellion!" Killiman's expression was firm, "Subspace and the material world used to be balanced. But for a long time you have been tilting the balance, but understand that it is not just the subspace that can move forward. ”

"Put away your hypocritical face, Killiman, don't think I don't know what you're trying to do!" Motarian said aloud and sarcastically, "You are using the power of the Empire to fight thousands of soldiers in bloody battles, but only for your little personal matter, only because your father's rotten empire is only left with you, so you can do whatever you want." ”

"Slander doesn't mean anything to me, Motarian, what I do is worthy of my father, worthy of the Empire, and even more worthy of all mankind, I am fighting for their well-being!"

Killiman's voice was so loud that even the endless darkness of subspace could not hide the hope within.

"So that new alien girlfriend you made is also for the well-being of the people of the empire?" Motarian smiled and said, "What's that female sprout called?" That's right, Ephrene, aren't you so enchanted by her that you agreed to her request, that's why you're here—you want to save their mother goddess, Aisha, and renew the life of that deplorable race that has been cornered by Slaanesh? ”

Motarian had long known their plan, and the young couple intended to release the goddess of life who had been imprisoned by Nurgle.

Killiman, however, insisted: "I'm here, all for the sake of the Emperor, and for no other reason!" ”

Motarian wanted to continue to laugh at Kiliman's hypocrisy, after all, he had seen through the other party's intentions, but Kiliman's sharp eyes were like two sharp knives, making Motarion's sarcasm look like a pitiful doll torn apart.

The Lord of the Ultramarines is serious, and he's not lying.

However, the information obtained by Motarian is also true, and the other party did come here to release Aisha.

The sum of the two pieces of information does not match the status quo, and there must be something wrong with it.

Then, suddenly, Motarian seemed to realize something.

The Lord of Death, who gradually saw the truth, was suddenly struck by lightning, and his cursed eyes were filled with shock, fear, and endless anger.

"No, you can't do that, damn Killiman!"

Motarian was furious, and a large amount of poison gas erupted from his mask.

Even last time, he was a dignified demon primordial, and was inexplicably defeated by the Gray Knight's supreme mentor, Kardo Drag, and his heart was engraved with the name of the previous generation of Gray Knight's Grand Mentor.

Even if it was such a great humiliation, the shock of Motarian was less than one ten-thousandth of what it was at this time.

"No?" Killiman said disdainfully, "You're just a traitor, Motarian, you're not qualified to talk to me about this!" ”

"I'm not qualified? You're going to dedicate that alien goddess to our father, and you're saying I'm not qualified to talk about it? Robert Gilliman, how dare you! ”

Motarian's eyes cracked, and his fury made the garden tremble.

"Our father has been tormented in that damned chair for ten thousand years, Motarian, during which time he has no son to do his filial piety in front of him, no partner next to him to greet him, his empire is crumbling, and I must take care of his inheritance—this must end!"

Killiman didn't flinch and faced the storm of psionic energy that swept in.

"That father of ours is bad enough, and you still want to find us a stepmother? Are you really crazy, Kiliman, has the burden of the Empire crushed your arrogant head? Motarian scolded.

"Maybe it's because I'm the only one of us brothers who has ever had a full mother's love, so I know how precious this thing is! If you had been cared for by a competent mother, nothing would have happened. Kiriman explained.

"You and I both know very well that this has nothing to do with the so-called maternal love, you just want to use this to humiliate us!" Motarian said viciously.

"I don't mean that, Motarian, it's just that my father does need his partner's care." Kiriman replied.

The two original brothers did not give in to each other on this issue, and neither could convince anyone.

Since this is the case, then we have to see the real chapter under our hands.

"Bastard Killiman, I'm against this business!"

With incredible speed, Motarian swung the silence in his hand, and the corrupt evil scythe slashed through it, tearing even the space apart.

"Don't stop me, Motarian!"

Holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand, Killiman met it head-on, and the divine flame on the sword rose with momentum, as if it could burn to the end of time.

In this way, the two demigod blades collided, and the resulting burst of frantic energy overturned the surrounding trees, disturbing the entire garden.

......

After reading the contents of the book, Walkerma's brain felt like it was dead.

Ever since this smash happened in Middenheim, the Grand Master has been thinking:

What kind of rebellion is it that will write the blasphemous plot of "Imperial regent Killiman and Evelene, the leader of the Reaper's army, becoming partners".

There is nothing more heretical in the world.

However, it is only now that Walkma knows that he is still short-sighted.

There is really a more heretical situation in this world, and the imagination and desecration of Wei Mu have exceeded the ceiling of human beings.

He!

This kid!

Actually!

Damn!

I want to find a daughter-in-law for the emperor!

I want to find a stepmother for the original body!