Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

The God-Emperor is about to recover?

The Primarchs had mixed feelings when they heard the news. They had long known about the separation between the Emperor and the God-Emperor. The Emperor bore humanity and was the genetic father of the Primarchs. The God-Emperor is the result of thousands of years of worship by the empire. It can be said that he is not much different from the four evil gods of the subspace.

"This God-Emperor...is he normal?" Chagatai asked, "After all, you have stepped down from the throne and become a free body. Without your influence, will the God-Emperor become extreme?"

"I also want to ask this question. The faith of the God-Emperor has maintained the empire from disintegration for thousands of years, but its essence is indeed completely barbaric." Fulgen agreed with Chagatai's statement. He looked a little tired. He must have been talking to Ke. Zvulgan and the others saw a lot of filth on their way to examining corruption.

It is also interesting to say that Coze is too extreme, Vulkan is too kind, and Fulgrim is very humble because of guilt. The three primarchs come together to supervise and balance each other, which also makes their cleaning and review work much less Needless casualties.

Of course, neither Curze nor Vulkan were satisfied with the result, and it was miserable for Fulgan to be caught in the middle to comfort them. But Fulgrim had no complaints. He felt that this was what he should do.

There was a sound of growing vegetation, and then Isa appeared beside Lin Fan, the vine branches growing out gently hugging Lin Fan's waist and arms.

"Hi~ dear~" Isa said softly, her behavior became softer and more reserved than before. She must have led the Eldar to plant many trees of life in the past few years.

Seeing Isa's arrival, the emperor slowly spoke, "I am going to rely on Isa's power to solve the problem of the God-Emperor. Use the blessing of life to downplay the overly fanatical side of religion, such as Sacrifice or something.”

With Isa's power?

The Primarchs had strange expressions on their faces, always feeling that the Emperor's methods were a bit unreliable. Now Isa is not only the God of Life, she is also the God of Indulgence. What if the God Emperor gets some bad habits.

Isa had already thought of the problems of the Primarchs, or in other words, she and the Emperor had started preparing to solve the God-Emperor's problems long before.

After all, it is the human empire that occupies the galaxy now. No matter how it declines and decays, you cannot deny this. Therefore, Isa's planting of the Tree of Life will come into contact with many human worlds. Those tall and lush trees are not only Isa's shrines, but are also promoted as the residence of the God-Emperor.

The flourishing life amazed the people living in the darkness of the hive city, and they shouted that this was the miracle of the God Emperor. Local imperial departments, such as the Ecclesiarchy and other organizations, viewed the growth of the Tree of Life with suspicion, but Sanguinius relieved their hostility with repeated dreams.

This job is not easy. After all, Sanguinius is only a primarch. He can only send dreams to a few people, rather than announcing the arrival of hope with a mighty golden light like the God Emperor. Sometimes he also needed the help of Ferus, using a few legendary curse warriors to drive back the imperial troops who were about to move.

At this point, the Primarchs had no objections, but were a little dissatisfied that the Emperor had once again done something small without telling them.

"So is this gathering just for information?" Lin Fan asked, and the Emperor nodded, letting everyone understand that the God Emperor's new form could avoid many misunderstandings.

At this time, Lin Fan looked a little strange. He suddenly remembered his previous conversation with Slaanesh. At that time, they talked about the nature of gods. It is extremely stupid to distinguish gods by men and women, but there are indeed obvious differences between male gods and goddesses in traditional theology.

If the reborn God-Emperor becomes gentle, wouldn't that mean the birth of a queen?

Lin Fan trembled, and first asked the Emperor, "Then... what is the image of the God Emperor now?"

The emperor frowned. He was also curious about this question. Lin Fan knew something was wrong at a glance, "I think it should be almost the same as before. It is as dazzling as the sun and cannot be looked directly at. Under the fiery armor, he is extremely rational. Cold."

Lin Fan turned his head to look at Isa, a hint of purple flashed through his emerald green pupils, and one eye winked slyly. At this moment, Lin Fan smelled Slaanesh's love for sex from the scent of vegetation.

Lin Fan shook his head. Isa ignored Lin Fan's warning, but glanced at the original body and the emperor and stood up to salute, indicating that she was going to guide the soon-to-be-born God-Emperor.

"It's over..." Lin Fan held his forehead and sighed, watching helplessly as Isa, Saintlys, and Ferus disappeared. The other Primarchs didn't know what was going to happen next, and they talked to each other about the past years. Work.

Chagatai sat opposite Lin Fan. He could see Lin Fan's nervousness and helplessness, and a suspicion suddenly arose in his heart. But this emotion did not last long. His projection lowered his head and moved his fingers quickly, as if he was processing some documents.

"Oh, brother Jaghatai. I have never seen you so serious. Is there any problem with the decree?" Seeing Jaghatai's appearance, Guilliman also asked. He had just instructed Korak. Sri Lanka.

The Lord of the Crows is an expert in stealth, but is still a bit immature when it comes to organizing government work. Guilliman heard that Jaghatai had never sat down at the table to handle official documents, and he wanted to help his brother.

Jaghatai stiffened slightly and asked first, "Guilliman, can you see what I am writing?"

"You can't see. I can only make some inferences from the movements of your hands." Guilliman said with an apologetic smile, which made Jaghatai even more nervous. "But I can only make out a few words. Are you worried about the planet’s marriage problem?”

"Ah...ah..." Chagatai put his hands flat on the table, looking very honest, "I was worried about, uh... the fertility rate. You know, the planet is full of waste. , many jobs require people.”

Guilliman gave his suggestions, and a set of policies designed to stimulate fertility were poured into Chagatai's ears in a very orderly manner, making him feel a little drowsy.

Jaghatai then stopped Guilliman and said that he would call an assistant to record Guilliman's words and bind them into a book.

"Of course, my brother." Guilliman didn't mind being interrupted. He re-examined what he had just said, looking for any mistakes or omissions. There must be no mistakes in policy. A bad order can affect millions of people. Life.

Jaghatai called to the door, and Khan Kosaro opened the heavy curtain and entered.