Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 691 139. Kakegurui! ! !

At the same moment,

+No! No No No!!! +
The emperor roared angrily, losing all reason. He had already taken half a step into the last step, and was only one step away!
Why didn’t time jump forward—Slaanesh is dead!!! He should have returned to the moment of ascension! Not 4!!! But 5 to 6!!!
Is Hades playing tricks? ! But according to the emperor's observation, Hades does not operate with time.

+Conrad!!! Come here!!!+
The Emperor roared, and a strange device appeared under his robe, the Ouroboros, the Heart of Plague, a rotten heart beating inside a ring-shaped device emitting an evil aura.

He began to forcefully drive the device, and a strange light lit up. Logically, Slaanesh's death would bring about a time jump - was it because Slaanesh was not dead yet? !

As long as time jumps, Hades, who is repelled by the warp, will never return to the past. At that time, only Slaanesh and the Emperor will be left - He will completely sit on the throne of the Dark Prince!!!

The already chaotic time began to fluctuate, the grass and trees of Caliban appeared at His feet, and then were replaced by others. The emperor's psychic fragments fell in between and disappeared again in an instant.

He clearly went back at that time?!

In Comoros, time and space flickered like a broken continent, higher dimensions cast their gazes here, and the noisy and complex noises were like a spinning roulette wheel in a casino.

The bat emerged from the darkness with bared fangs, threw Leon to the ground, and quickly disappeared into the darkness again.

+Where is the Tuchucha Engine? +
The Emperor's eyes did not blink. He had been preparing for this day for too long, the day when he would return with the death of Slaanesh and revive to take the throne. Then 5 would go to 6.

Then 6 goes to 7, 7 goes to 8...

He would end all suffering! No more human suffering! No more hives filled with eternal pain! No more darkness! No more injustice! — He was supposed to create a better future!

As long as He ascends to God—as long as He completes this numerical cycle—He will become the true ruler of the world!
Leon smiled, like a cat that had succeeded in its mischief.

[I don't have the Tuchucha engine.]

Under the huge pressure of spiritual energy, blood flowed out of his mouth, and he heard the whistle of someone coming late in the distance.

[Your delusion ends, Malcador.]

[When you provoked the First Legion to obtain the three artifacts, did you think of today? ]

Leon said that the pleasure of revenge did not make him happy, and now he just wanted to go back - to repair Caliban that was broken by him.

+You are lying to me.+
The emperor spoke word by word.

+Just before the fall of Caliban, you took the Tuchucha Engine and hid in the Webway to prevent me from controlling time. +
If he had succeeded on Caliban...none of this would have happened!!!
Time, if only he could go back in time... he wouldn't be in such a mess now!
He has been hunting lions for a thousand years, just for the three sacred artifacts! This is the last step before he can ascend to godhood!

【Yes,】

Leon said, his eyes reflecting a deep blue light;

[In order to prevent you from controlling time, I hid in the webway - but you are wrong, the Tuchucha engine is not with me, I took away the genome. ]

"It's the Tuchucha engine that I keep."

Luther said, and a fleet of huge blue ships rushed out, shining with the glory of Macragge.

Amid the hazy chaos of light and shadow, and among the ruins of alien buildings, this sapphire blue representing order and stability is so out of place.

At least they were not late this time. He stood beside Guilliman, and on the other side of the Son of Vengeance was the bowing Belisarius Cawl - the only great sage who did not submit to Hades.

"After the Lord of Humanity regained consciousness, I immediately handed it over to him."

When Luther saw the familiar figure, he felt an indescribable warmth in his chest. Finally, he saw the lion again.

The Emperor stumbled. Guilliman? How could it be Guilliman? Shouldn't the Primarch be lying in the museum on Macragge?

No - this is impossible! He has been reviewing the Ultramarines' documents! There is no problem - there is no sign of assembly and mobilization at all!!!
Fake?

The Emperor thought absurdly that Guilliman had been able to cheat politically to the point of deceiving Him? ! !

The last piece of the puzzle had failed, and He felt great shame, but He could still leave now—

The golden flames burned, igniting the deep red silk with gold edges, and the snow-white velvet cloak swayed in the flames.

+I am here for you, Malcador.+
Roboute Guilliman said, his eyes burning with the fire of reason, his face became thinner, the olive leaf wreath on his golden hair was raised, and a light far brighter than the sun arced across his azure armor -

There is no doubt that it is the light of psychic energy.

+After a thousand years, I am still angry about what you did. +
Guilliman raised his sword, and a flame far purer than the Emperor's flame ignited. He thought of the miscalculation and humiliation he had suffered in the past.

+But I grieve for you, Emperor. You are but a remnant of the Malcador I once knew - the Warp has tainted you. +
The emperor laughed. Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, he once again grasped the scepter. He was never one to hide behind the scenes.
+Don't make me laugh, Guilliman, innocent boy.+
+You are not worthy of being a politician! Hasn't reality taught you the charm of having blood on your hands? Since you are unwilling to do that - I will naturally teach you these dirty tricks that you despise. +
The emperor chuckled.

+I've had enough of you, you innocent children - the Lord of Mankind has spoiled you, and I've seen lives being lost due to your absurd behavior! +
+You could have saved them - but you chose to waste their lives for your so-called glory, faith, perseverance, art... +
+Robert Guilliman, during the 17955 years that you ruled the human empire, there were a total of 7946 cases of injustice directly related to you, of which were committed. You could have chosen to put aside your bottom line to save more people, but you never did so once! +
The Emperor retreated, crow feathers circling in front of him, teleporting! Guilliman suddenly appeared in front of him, the flames brushing the Emperor's silver hair, the Emperor was now incredibly agile.

He responded to Guilliman's anger with his scepter. The fragments of power that Slaanesh had scattered before his death surrounded them. The Emperor was very happy to see that he and Guilliman were appreciated by the authorities.

This proves that they are of the same kind.

+I feel sad for what I can't do,+
Guilliman said that Yu Guang was a lion struggling to stand up. They had been lurking in the dark of the historical stage for too long.

Only the day-to-day clerks knew the full extent of Malcador's crimes.

On the road to fight against the Emperor... it is these Primarchs who have been persisting.

+But the bottom line needs to be adhered to. Compromise will lead to greater sacrifices. Malcador, you have gone astray. +
+The biggest mistake I made was to persuade Neos to build an empire!!!+
The emperor became angry, and the flames around him began to fly out in tiny dots, and his scepter shone even brighter.

+He is not a qualified king at all! His mistakes have caused even more irreparable pain! His son tore the galaxy apart with his own hands - I am here to correct what he did wrong! +
Back in time

This line of thought was correct. The Emperor angrily felt that the speed of time here was changing - there was another being interfering here, it must be the Lord of Humanity!!! Neos!!! He took away the Tuchucha Engine!!

What right did Neos have to accuse him?! They were birds of a feather! He accused Malcador of playing with time? But the one who really took the gamble was the Lord of Mankind!

He should have sat at the gambling table!

+I have not gained nothing, Emperor, in my struggle with you - I have learned one thing. +
Guilliman suddenly raised his hand, and the arc of psychic energy between his fingers extinguished the golden flame that the Emperor had just splashed.
+That is never watch what you are saying, your escape plan failed. +
Guilliman walked towards the Emperor, the Emperor's Sword in his clenched fist was burning with flames of rage and reason, the king's authority was shining like a glow over his head, and they finally chose Robert Guilliman, not the Emperor.

He is the real king.

Curze had been captured by Corax in the shadows, and Fulgrim's psychic energy had been cut off by the Nirvana system that blocked the Webway. Lion stood up behind him and headed towards the point where the center of Commorragh had collapsed.

The lion has his own business.

It's a really long story.

The longest journey Robert had ever taken was not to the battlefield, but to the long and bumpy paperwork. He thought that as long as he did everything seriously, the empire would be better. But he was wrong.

Guilliman, who did not understand psychic powers in the first half of his life, would never have thought that there was also malice lurking in the clerical office. He had seen the filth of the political arena with a cold eye and was committed to changing it.

But only afterwards did Robouti Guilliman understand why his initiative worked, because he was the Primarch, because people naturally viewed him as superior.

The Primarchs themselves are special. As long as they stand there, people will automatically be convinced. The "Robert Guilliman" signed behind the document seems to have magic, which will automatically make the officials who execute it take it seriously.

But in reality, what the Primarch wrote on the document was no different from what a good ruler would write.

Then the emperor appeared.

The first politician to treat Guilliman as a normal person and equal in the political arena.

He was also the first person to truly use dirty political tactics against Guilliman - framing, slandering, and bringing disaster to his family.

Perhaps the emperor was right. The environment he grew up in was too ideal. Even conspiracies were shrouded in the light of glory, while the world was even more turbid.

So he left.

To explore one's true self, to accumulate strength in secret, is to truly touch the suffering of the earth.

Roboute Guilliman never lost hope.

+Emperor, your crimes will be judged by the Lord of Mankind - and I will be responsible for sending you to him. +
Now this long story is finally coming to an end.

After going through this long journey, Guilliman did not feel like a newcomer to revenge, but rather relieved, and set out on his own journey again.

Guilliman raised his sword and slashed.

The sword that had been blazing with golden flames drew an arc of light in the air.
The blood that had been spilt had given him power, but Robert accepted only a small portion of it.

He knows moderation.

Corax, who subdued Curze with one blow, emerged from the shadows, and the Primarchs looked at each other in silence.

Robert Guilliman turned around with a gleam in his eyes, looking into the distance, and saw Mortarion and Hades about to be swallowed by the expanding black hole.

And Leon Jonson who jumped into the black hole of his own accord.

……

"5."

Neos said, concentrating on shuffling the cards, hiding the fiery light in his eyes.

Is he sad?
But there was no time to grieve.

"Next is 6."

……

Caliban should not have fallen.

Leon thought, his psychic power covered the Ouroboros and Plague Heart brought by Malcador, and from them came the familiar smell of the forest.

He can recover those things again - time will travel back to the day when Caliban was destroyed. Leon firmly believes this because on that day, he saw another self.

The black hole at this moment was no longer a black hole in physics. Leon saw it trapped in a field composed of time and gravity. The Ouroboros guided him on the right path, back to Caliban Road - he could, he could -

The Lion King's fingertips touched the surface of the black hole, and everything slowed down to the slowest speed, but then his pupils suddenly shrank, and another pair of hands that he was very familiar with stretched out from the black hole.

He saw his own face, but it looked even more haggard.

【Caliban must fall.】

The lion said so, and pulled the lion that was about to fall into the black hole into the abyss.

At the same time, the other end of the abnormally expanding black hole also swallowed up Mortarion and Hades who were swinging their scythes.

……

"All right!"

The Lord of Mankind cried, rising suddenly,
"It's now! Star Master!"

Time pauses!

The image of a god appeared on the broken and absurd sky of Comoros. The thread of time and destiny was entangled with the energy-state star controller. The black hole and the white hole swayed on both sides of the scale. What was reflected in the single eye was the passage of billions of years.

On the waist of the huge Star Master that seemed to be made of pure light, a small Necron was dangling like a pendant.

The howls of wolves and the cries of eagles echoed past the Primarchs who looked up at the sky in astonishment. Guilliman and Corax's troops were also suspended.

+Come out! Tzeentch!!!+
The hollow voice of the god penetrates time and space, echoing over Comoros, where time and space are shattered like glass. Day and night are reflected on different pieces of glass, and each piece reflects a different fate.

+Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle.+
Ninety-nine destinies are scratched on each feather. He is the real manipulator and master of fate. The endings are flying in His palm like playing cards, and He can always draw a card that satisfies Him.

Tzeentch swelled up, the false god possessed a powerful strength that should not be possessed in the weak warp at this moment, he was as majestic as if he had stepped onto all the stairs.

+Star Master, you can go wherever you want, why are you helping the Empire to stop me? +
Orikan pointed a finger at Tzeentch.
+For the justice of fate! I am the defender of time! The false god who plays with time!!! +
+Then come and stop me. +
Tzeentch screamed loudly and acted recklessly in the blocked time. He opened his hands, and the power of the warp that was enough to reverse time leaped up from his palms!
+It's time to bring out your prized engine! +
The power of the Star Controller is bestowed by an ancient device. The Tuchucha Engine, the key device that the Emperor has been searching for, was actually secretly handed over to Luther by the Lion.

But now, in order to win over Orrican, and also to obtain enough bargaining chips to make a deal with Tzeentch, the Emperor handed the Tuchucha Engine to the Star Master!
Oerlikon drank,
+Open the market! +
“Open the market!!!”

The Lord of Mankind shouted loudly, and suddenly used the mug he had used to drink clean coffee to catch a small insect that flew onto the table.

"Life or death! Put your chips on the line! Tzeentch!!!"

Either win everything! Or lose everything!!!

This is Neos’ life creed!!!
With the broken Comoros as the anchor point, the timeline begins to superimpose here!
Bet everything!!! Humanity will surely be revived!!!
……

In the deep black hole, tense calls rang out.
"Hades?! Hades?! Wake up! Hades!!!"

(End of this chapter)