Chapter 1064: Torturing Old Man Huang

Koz had an unconcealable curiosity about things beyond the prophecy. To him, the reborn God Emperor was a brand new existence. Like Lin Fan, she was beyond the prophecy. The concept of the God Emperor should have died with the Emperor in the sublimation of the Dark King, becoming the last stepping stone to ascend to God, and after that, there was nothing. That was the end of the prophecy.

He avoided his eyes and did not dare to look at the God Emperor. He could not see the future of the female God Emperor. This ignorance made the current God Emperor more holy and pure in his eyes, just like the unattainable justice.

"Conrad Koz." The God Emperor read out Koz's name in full, and gently stroked Koz's cheek with his palm. The warmth was deep in the rational coldness, but Koz did not care about the characteristics of the God Emperor.

The God Emperor continued, "You did a good job and eliminated many villains who acted in my name. Do you want any reward?"

"Really?" Koz could not speak a complete sentence, and could only shed tears under the glory of the God Emperor.

The Emperor, Odemaier and Chagatai were full of doubts when they saw this scene.

The Emperor thought to himself: I can do this too!

Odemaier and Chagatai thought to themselves: Could this God-Emperor really have some of the enchanting nature of Slaanesh? The God-Emperor originally had some of the majesty and respect of the Father God, and after being adjusted by Isa, he also had the kindness of the Mother God? Wow, these two succubus attributes work together, who can stop them!

Of course, their thoughts are not the truth. Under Curze's crazy appearance, he is actually surprisingly fragile. He put all his trust and hope, and his jealousy of Guilliman's foster mother's love, on the God-Emperor who was beyond the prophecy.

Curze became quiet and peaceful under the God-Emperor. Odemaier nudged the Emperor beside him with his arm and nudged his chin, as if to say: Look at him, and then look at yourself.

The Emperor's face turned red and white, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "I can do this too."

"Oh?" Odemayer was full of disbelief, "A socially anxious and autistic old father can pat his child's face and even use breast milk as..."

"Okay, stop talking, I can't do it."

The Emperor refused to continue answering, and Odemayer didn't continue teasing him. He crossed his hands and supported his chin and asked the Emperor, "Then will you continue to guard the throne?"

"What else? All loyal people should be rewarded. And the Star Torch also needs a stable supply of energy. He is too useless." The Emperor looked at the Emperor with disdain when he said this. The Emperor had seen this look many times.

"Compared to you, it is indeed useless." Odemayer took a sip of coffee, and then touched the Emperor next to him.

The Emperor closed his eyes. He had no way to deal with Odemaier. He could only say calmly, "The God-Emperor is actually me. This kind of comparison is meaningless."

"La la la, I'm too lazy to discuss religion, philosophy, ethics, etc." Odemaier stood up and announced to the Primarchs with a coffee cup, "Now you all have mothers. What a happy day, hurry up and smile."

Then Odemaier took out a data board and connected to the administrative hall, which was full of imperial guards who had been seriously handling government affairs for several months without a break. Odemaier decided to tell them the good news as well, "The God-Emperor has revived, and you now have another mistress."

Then without waiting for the imperial guards to react, Odemaier hung up the communication and put on an expression of wanting to see a good show.

If the attributes of the human empire can be seen, the Slaanesh corruption in this throne room has reached the point where it can easily summon the Great Demon of Debauchery without sacrifice.

The Primarchs were sweating profusely and could only reluctantly hum twice to make the atmosphere in the throne room not too awkward. However, this was just their superficial disdain. Under the disguise of their faces, their hearts were also active, and many questions could not be uttered because of the dignity issue.

Under Chagatai's overly serious expression was his constantly trembling body. He got much more inspiration from this meeting than in the past few years. Unable to write down the inspiration in his mind on the manuscript, Chagatai felt like a Slaanesh devil who was ordered not to vent his desires and gradually melted.

"Why not destroy it." Lin Fan covered his face and sighed. Although the God Emperor was really good-looking now and the bridge was very wide, he still couldn't accept it for a while.

"Since you know, I will leave first. Many prayers need to be answered and many heroes need to be brought back." The God Emperor turned into golden light and dissipated. At this time, Lin Fan suddenly realized his stupidity and one-sidedness. The appearance of the gods is plastic, and it is too boring to entangle these issues. The most important issue is that their essence is positive and controllable.

"Haha." After understanding this, Lin Fan chuckled, then looked at the Primarch and said, "This is also a good thing. You who have never experienced motherly love can rely on hard work to act like a spoiled child to the God Emperor. I think although her face is cold, her heart should be quite warm and tolerant."

"That's right." Dorne, who had been silent and had no obvious emotional changes, nodded. This performance made the Emperor, who had been tortured by his soul, feel very bad.

As expected, Dorne's next sentence made the Emperor want to bury his head under the table and never see anyone again.

"From now on, the human empire has a majestic father and a kind mother. I need to rebuild Terra. Every public square must have two statues."

After that, Dorn stood up and left, calling the Imperial Fists to announce that the Empire had a new mistress worthy of respect, and then passed by the hurriedly rushing Imperial Guards with the confused Imperial Fists.

"What happened! My Lord!" The first and current commanders of the Imperial Guards, Valdo and Trajan, pushed open the door. They were fully armed, with golden halberds like a forest.

Seeing the Imperial Guards also get involved, the Emperor was completely speechless. He now really began to seriously consider the feasibility of returning to the throne to avoid these problems.

"Oh, it's okay, Emperor. This is not a big deal. You have to know that in the Plague War, you were born in the body of a little girl. There is no need to feel so socially dead."

"That's different." The Emperor was very dissatisfied with Lin Fan's understatement. He had also read the content of the Plague War and knew the specific details of the war. "It was the last hope that broke out in a desperate war. No matter whether it was a man or a woman, old or young, it brought people only a supreme sense of sacrifice."

"So you mean to say that if the Emperor became the Empress in the End War, you would be happy to accept it?" Odemayer seized the problem of the Emperor's words. This blow directly blocked the Emperor's mouth, making him unable to say anything.

The Emperor leaned back in his chair and used psychic teleportation while everyone was not paying attention.