"I understand, I intend to make the function of the Think Tank the same as that of the Thousand Sons Army."

Magnus followed the Emperor's train of thought.

In fact, his original idea was to let the think tanks conduct the same training as the Thousand Sons Legion, just as the Thousand Sons Legion replicated in other legions.

Magnus has his own thoughts, since some legions don't like the Thousand Sons, then I will move the Thousand Sons Legion to your legion, you can't help but accept your brothers.

Seeing the emperor's gaze looking straight over, Magnus hurriedly said again.

"At the same time, I plan to share the knowledge base of the Thousand Sons Legion with the think tanks of other legions, and if necessary, I can also give corresponding technical support to other brothers."

Magnus understands that any advantage can be taken advantage of, and only if the think tank is irreplaceable and necessary, the other legions will allow them to exist.

When the time comes, as long as the Thousand Sons Legion shows its means in front of other legions, his brothers will naturally know how powerful they are.

"I'll get you through the way."

The Emperor could see Magnus's thoughts, but he didn't bother to break it.

In fact, the think tank known to the Emperor was also responsible for recording the great deeds and history of the warband, and maintaining the ancient and precious cultural knowledge and technology of the Legion.

This part of the power is the embodiment of the behavior style of the Thousand Sons Legion in other troops, and it is also of considerable help to the continuation and technical preservation of each legion.

With the spread of war, the technology and knowledge of the empire have disappeared a lot, and one more means of preservation can also provide more guarantees for the future.

No one knows what kind of exaggerated technology can be developed from the next standard template construction STC.

"Magnus, I want you to warn these think tanks not to show off their abilities too much."

Psionics, who challenge the truth of the Empire, will inevitably not be accepted by most Imperial soldiers, and the contradictions brought about by the long-term past are also things that the Emperor needs to consider in the long term.

"I will, father." Magnus nodded in understanding.

Among the brothers he met, there were not many who could accept psionic powers, and although some of them did not show it, Magnus could faintly feel it.

"I understand that some of my brothers may not like psionic powers very much, which is why they hate me, but what about Alexander?" Magnus swallowed twice, but asked.

He could tolerate the strange eyes of his brothers, but Magnus would not let Alexander suffer the same treatment.

But Magnus forgot that he himself was not so kind to his brothers who did not like psionic powers.

St. Giles' eyes flickered, and he looked at the emperor without hurrying to speak.

He had long guessed that many brothers were not necessarily of the same mind, which was why St. Giles was so eager to absorb all the knowledge and technology from the Empire.

St. Giles was able to accept psionic energy only because both Alexander and the Emperor could use psionic energy, not because he liked psionic energy.

Relatively speaking, St. Giles actually prefers to use weapons in close combat.

"It's up to you to get Alexander up as soon as possible so we can move the plan to the next step."

The Emperor understood that under the influence of the truth of the Empire, all supernatural powers would not be accepted by the general public in the short term, so it was up to Alexander to show his power and attract the power of faith under the multi-faceted operation.

Through the prediction of the future, the emperor knew that the invasion of the subspace into the material world had reached an extremely serious level, and if he wanted to completely eliminate it, he could only carry out the 'God' plan and solve this problem through the subspace itself.

The Emperor was even already teaching Alexander how to build Valhalla in the subspace, gathering the consciousness of the sacrificed warriors wandering in the subspace.

In fact, the emperor has long known how intense the four gods of subspace are thirsting for the primordials, and he is ready to deal with it, but Horus, who has been cultivated in Terra since childhood, actually led the rebellion, which is why everything was so caught off guard.

"Father, what do you mean by what's next?"

St. Giles knew he had a big plan that he didn't know about.

"Ascend to the 'God' plan."

The emperor did not intend to hide it from him, after all, St. Giles would be Alexander's strongest arm in the future, so he told him what the so-called plan of ascending to the gods needed to do.

"Can it only be Alexander?" St. Giles confirmed.

"Yes, it's his duty."

The Emperor's tone was firm.

'God', what a heavy word.

Entering the subspace to ascend to the 'god' means that you need to absorb the beliefs and complex emotions from human beings for a long time, and then your human nature will disappear in the long river of time.

At that time, the 'God' was still the original self?

It is precisely because the emperor knows this that he rejects his essence.

"Wait here, I need to get something ready."

The Emperor didn't explain anything else, staggered to his feet, and then walked firmly into the depths of the hallway.

The Battle of Baal Satellites will be an inflection point in the war between the Empire and the subspace demons, and it will also be a node to witness Alexander's official counterattack against the four gods of subspace.

Therefore, the emperor is ready to make a flag with his own hands to pay tribute to all the warriors who died in the battle against the demons of subspace.

"Magnus, who are the brothers who have returned to the Empire now?"

St. Giles didn't ask the question he had been asking until he saw the emperor disappear completely into the hallway.

Through the understanding and use of psionic energy, St. Giles has become deeply aware of how powerful the so-called psionic power can be to influence reality and improve combat power.

Moreover, one of his wings is the embodiment of spiritual power, not only has the essence of flesh and blood, but also has the ability to resonate with the same frequency as subspace.

He didn't have the same psionic wings as Alexander, but they weren't much different.

"Counting you, there are twelve of them."

Magnus officially introduces St. Giles to the Primordials who have returned to the Empire.

Without saying a word, St. Giles listened quietly, noting down the characteristics of each legion and analyzing Magnus's subjective attitude towards each legion.

"So who among these people is disgusted with spiritual powers?"

St. Giles looked at Alexander's door.

"If you really say disgust, it's not that serious."

Magnus thought about it carefully, and couldn't really say it for a while.

At present, it is in the early stage of the Great Expedition, and the various legions are basically working together under the command of the emperor, and there are no irreconcilable contradictions.

Besides, each primordial has a psychic talent, it's just a matter of whether they accept it themselves and are willing to use it.

While the two were thinking, there was a click, and Alexander's door opened from the inside.