Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

"I'm sorry to tell you that I am not a hero, and mankind has never needed a savior!"

"The existence of the empire today is based on the sacrifices of countless loyal soldiers every day."

Everyone in the square looked at each other. In their minds, the Emperor and the original body were symbols of invincibility and the end of all nightmares.

But the original body was denying his own abilities, which made everyone feel confused and confused.

Duker just continued talking to himself,

"I have witnessed the loyalty and courage of soldiers countless times on the battlefield. They resisted tenaciously in the deadly poisonous gas and charged amidst dense artillery shells. On the battlefield, they lost their companions, their brothers, their lives, and their Everything they can lose. But they have never hesitated because of this. Whenever war comes, they will still give everything they have, just for the glory of the empire to last forever."

Dukel's voice gradually became louder, and the majestic spiritual energy vibrated without hesitation. As he spoke, it seemed that everyone saw with their own eyes the fearless charging of soldiers on the battlefields of various lost worlds.

Even the most determined warrior was reminded of the memories deep in his heart, and stared at the original body on the high platform with red eyes.

It’s been too long since anyone spoke up for them like this.

Tens of thousands of years after the departure of the empire and the original body, the gradually decaying empire no longer regarded its warriors as heroes.

The glory of the past is gone.

Nobles and lords even regard their lives as expendable data. The eyes of these powerful senior officials looking at them were full of indifference and contempt.

"The existence of the Empire is not only the result of the Emperor and the Primarch. These soldiers who dedicated their lives should also be honored and honored. However, there are always people who want to seize their property and snatch into their own hands the pensions they exchanged for their lives. "

The little girl was escorted to the dais by the Battle Sisters.

The many eyes in the audience made her hide behind Duker uneasily.

This move made countless people jealous. What a privilege it was to be able to stand behind the original body and reach out to touch the great original body.

This should be a courtesy that only the most noble mortals can enjoy.

But it was easily obtained by a thin girl.

But Duker ignored these and introduced to everyone,

"The father of this child is a soldier of the Planetary Defense Force. I feel sad for her experience. Imperial soldiers have sacrificed everything for their citizens, but they are squeezed out of existence by decadent power. How ridiculous it is."

"From today on, if similar things happen again, they will be severely punished. No matter who they are, no matter what rights they hold, I will kill them!"

Duker's words echoed with cold murderous intent, making everyone feel the trembling from deep within.

Countless powerful people looked horrified. The emperor's son had proven with his actions that he was serious.

This scene has been recorded by countless people and will be spread to all possible parts of the world in the future.

Today, when the Emperor sits on the Golden Throne, the Primarch is the Emperor's representative, and his words hold absolute weight.

Grand Sister Efilar and countless battle nuns all saluted the original body at this moment to express their highest respect.

"Praise be to the Emperor, praise be to humanity!"

The Astra Militarum and Space Marines knelt down on one knee and expressed their loyalty to Dukel with choked sobs.

"Praise be to the Emperor, praise be to humanity!"

This move caused the people in the square to follow suit.

Today, when the empire is declining, Dukel's iron-blooded behavior not only did not make him lose people's hearts, but also dispelled everyone's uneasiness.

"Praise be to the Emperor, praise be to humanity!"

"Praise be to the Emperor, praise be to humanity!"

Huge waves of sound surged over the square, gradually becoming extremely orderly.

Under Duker's intentional guidance, this will formed extremely terrifying energy and forged extremely pure faith.

[In the process of absorbing human faith for the host to enhance]

The sound of the system reappeared after a long absence.

With extremely crazy power, it quickly absorbs and transforms these fanatical beliefs.

The square at this moment has completely become a place where human emotions and passions explode.

This was not the first time that Duker received a system prompt.

This isn't the first time he's been in such a situation.

But this time the feeling was completely different from before.

In his eyes, the entire real world seemed to be trembling in silence, and everything gradually slowed down until it completely solidified.

An indescribable atmosphere filled the air around him.

I felt an unbearable itching between my eyebrows for no apparent reason.

Subsequently,

"Pfft——"

A single eye opened between Duker's eyebrows, staring straight at the unpredictable sky.

At this moment, in his eyes, the boundary between subspace and the real universe was no longer clear.

The five senses of sight, hearing, and touch are all integrated at this moment.

Countless magnificent and magical scenes appeared in his field of vision one after another.

Finally, he saw, heard, touched, and smelled everything with great clarity.

That huge thing is hidden in the depths of the boundless subspace, making it elusive and unimaginable for mortals.

It was a giant thing made up of countless flame wheels, like a wheel within a wheel.

At the edge of each wheel, there are countless tentacles made of faith, rotating and transforming with extremely high efficiency.

The surface of the wheel is covered with eyes, and each eye has an independent will.

There are 9632 eyes in total.

This is not something Duker counted one by one, nor is it something he sensed with his extraordinary ability.

Rather, the number of members of the Heart Network is currently 9632.

In the center of countless flame wheels, there is also an extremely huge eyeball.

The immeasurable and majestic spiritual energy merged into the sight of the eyeball, and everything in the subspace that was stared at was decomposed one by one.

Duker and the giant looked at each other, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

In the process of getting closer, he felt extremely itchy all over his body.

One eyeball after another opened in the power armor.

With each additional eyeball, he could see the essence of the world more clearly.

Endless knowledge was poured into his brain, but mixed with this knowledge, there were endless negative extreme emotions.

Gradually, Duker's eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot.

Under the impact of a large amount of negative extreme emotions, he felt that he was out of control and had the tyranny of wanting to completely destroy everything.

Enter the fixed-level mind training method.

The heart network draws the spiritual energy of all members at high power.

This process seems to have been deadlocked for a long time, and it seems to have lasted only for a moment.

The eyeballs closed one after another.

Finally, even the huge single eye on Duker's forehead was completely closed, leaving no gap.

The many strange phenomena disappeared, as if they had never happened.

"Praise the Emperor, praise mankind!——"

The cheers of the people once again poured into the ears of the original body.

It was as if everything was an illusion, and no one noticed the abnormality that the original body had experienced before.

The members of the heart network felt a black screen in front of their eyes, and then obvious fatigue surged in their hearts, but these resolute warriors thought that they were caused by being too excited.

Only Duker,

At this moment, his heart was wrapped in huge questions.

The huge monster that others could not understand or look directly at.

But he could easily see through it in his eyes.

That ingenious structure that looks like countless flaming wheels, with wheels within wheels, rotating at high speed is the absorption and transformation of efficient work. It is his essence. It is a system! "Is this my essence?" "My essence is absorption and transformation, a system? A heart network server?" "I am a server, so what is a system?" Doubts emerged in Duke's mind one after another.