Chapter 1017 The Beast Awakens

"He's been promoted, and now there's another destroyer." Nurgle sensed the changes in the warp, and those deaths that were not their business were rushing towards Terra.

Tzeentch did not respond to Nurgle's complaints, and continued to work on his work. Khorne's armor was harder to strip than he thought, and the slimy Nurgle couldn't help him at all, and would only make the surface of the armor slippery and difficult to grasp.

"You birdman, your claws are really stupid! Leave it to me!" Mao Ge, who was looking around and saying that he was just bored and strolling around, pushed Tzeentch away in a hurry. He directly inserted his screwdriver into the gap of Khorne's armor, and after slightly tilting out the gap, he filled it with a crowbar, and stepped on the crowbar up and down, like playing on a seesaw.

Khorne's armor creaked under such violent destruction. Judging from the degree of deformation of the metal, he would be stripped clean soon.

After being pushed away by Brother Mao, Tzeentch was not annoyed. He took out several other stacks of plans and started writing and drawing. This made Nurgle on the side think more.

Wouldn't Tzeentch pretend to be difficult on purpose to induce Brother Mao to take action?

Nurgle thought it was very likely. He took a few steps forward and tapped Tzeentch's shoulder with a branch, "What are you planning now? Isn't it good to concentrate on one thing?"

"Of course not!" Tzeentch swept the branch off his shoulder, "Chaos will buy enough time for me. I mean for us. Now I want to interfere with the Emperor's plan. His destructive power cannot be trapped by his children."

Nurgle stared at the plan in Tzeentch's hand silently and found that it was all about the changes that should occur in the world after the appearance of the Dark Emperor.

In terms of time, the Dark Emperor should have appeared at the end of 69k. Before that, the human empire had lost three-quarters of its territory under the repeated attacks of the Zerg and the Demons. Guilliman and his brothers worked hard to win every difficult battle, but still could not reverse the decline.

Endless failures made the Emperor see no hope. He chose to embrace darkness amid the evil smiles of the Four Gods and the hungry voices of the Hive Mind, and avenge the dead humans with complete destruction. In order to leave the fire of survival for humans, the Emperor also made many preparations.

When he just sat on the throne, he realized that there was a terrible power deep in the machine. So he asked Valdor to leave the palace and find his true name to curb the power of the Dark Emperor. Alpharius, who called himself Aurora, also received the Emperor's revelation. He would become the assassin who killed the Dark Emperor and secretly bear all the accusations and hatred. In the end, Sanguinius will become the new emperor of the human empire with glory and new hope, and lead them to continue to survive.

The Emperor's plan amazed Tzeentch, and he admired the Emperor's foresight. If the Eldar could have produced a smart person like the Emperor, Slaanesh would not have devoured the Eldar to the brink of extinction when it was born.

"Praise is praise." Tzeentch said to Nurgle, "In my school, there is a sentence that all demons must remember."

"What is that?"

"The more you do, the more mistakes you make. Not doing anything is the same as not doing anything. The more you do, the more you have to think. As long as you make plans for failure and success at the same time, there will be no real failure."

"That sounds like nonsense."

"No, no, no, this is called comprehensive thinking." Tzeentch laughed twice, which was his mockery of Nurgle's stupidity. He turned a page of the plan in his hand, and the content recorded on it was also related to the Dark Emperor.

"The battle on Terra is not over yet, but we can make people outside think that the battle is over."

The finger swiped across the map, and finally Tzeentch pointed to the Monolithic Fortress in the Void of Cadia.

"He will convey wrong information to the Subjective and bring enough trouble to his brothers."

"Alas." Nurgle covered his face and sighed. He felt that Tzeentch was becoming more and more unreliable. "I still think you should concentrate on doing one thing."

Tzeentch pouted and turned his head away from Nurgle. A string of illusions flowed from his fingertips and sank into the depths of the Monolith Fortress.

The Monolith Fortress is one of the most powerful space fortifications of the Human Empire and the fortress monastery of the Dark Angels. There are countless secrets hidden deep inside the fortress, more than the artillery on the fortress.

The fortress has been scarred in the fight against the Chaos fleet, and the void shield that has been repaired and activated after several overloads is glowing faintly. The structure of rock and steel was torn apart by shells and torpedoes, and degraded parasites and orcs shuttled through the damaged structure. They fought with the defending Dark Angels and also fought each other.

The illusions sent by Tzeentch passed through many corpses in the Monolith Fortress, bypassed the ancient equipment that was damaged and ineffective, and finally came to the deepest level of the secret.

Lion King lay on a square stone in the center of the hall, covered with a shield and a long sword, with his hands crossed on his chest, just like a delicate dead person.

But Lion King was not dead, he just fell into a deep sleep and was troubled by many images in his dream. Now that the images in his dream were disturbed by Tzeentch, only one clear scene remained.

Sanguinius stepped on the corpse of the Emperor, exhausted and sad. Guilliman stood aside, glancing at the corpse, then eagerly grasped Sanguinius's arm and raised it high to announce to the people in the throne room.

"A new emperor has ascended the throne! Long live the great Emperor Sanguinius!"

This scene stimulated the Lion King Lion's heart to beat fast, and his sleeping face subconsciously became ferocious and angry. He had long seen Guilliman's bad nature. This so-called Lord of Ultramar has always been thinking about his damn Second Empire.

What made Lion angry even more was Guilliman's next sentence.

"Since the Emperor has been appointed, there must be a candidate for the Warmaster. Since no one objects, I will accept the position of Warmaster with reluctance."

"You are not worthy!" Lion roared and sat up from the square stone. He frowned and looked murderous. He took a few heavy breaths, suppressed his anger under reason, and then closed his eyes to carefully feel the fluctuations of the warp.

The taste of the Dark Emperor.

Lian sighed, the worst fate has come true. At this moment, he just wanted to grab Sever's neck and loudly question him what he had been doing all these years!

At this point, complaining and anger are useless. The most important thing is to rescue the Emperor from the darkness and deal with those rebellious criminals one by one.

The Lion King equipped his shield and sword, released his warp essence, and the dark and gloomy woods surrounded him.