Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Wait until Guilliman finished talking about all his troubles.

Sanguinius nodded in response: "I know, I know, this is not my first day walking in the real universe."

Guilliman was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why Sanguinius' tone was so understated.

"What we are fighting for is not some abstract concept, such as imperial truth or ideals. We are fighting for the continuation and prosperity of the entire human race." Sanguinius's beautiful eyes looked at Guilliman, "There are always times in human history. There is a period of darkness and ignorance. If we cannot lead them out of the darkness, then what is the meaning of our existence? What is the meaning of being designed by the Father?"

"We need to fix the mess."

"To guide humanity back toward light, toward reason, and then we leave, that's what we do."

After hearing all that Sanguinius had to say, Guilliman felt comforted within himself.

No one dislikes Sanguinius. His every smile, every movement, and every word he speaks is full of charm and affinity.

If Angron grows up normally, he will become as beloved as Sanguinius because he has a stronger ability to soothe.

But Guilliman couldn't help but complain: "To put it lightly, brother, you don't have to deal with the things that have accumulated from the beginning of the 41st Millennium to the present in Terra."

Sanguinius smiled and tapped Guilliman on the shoulder, knowing that Guilliman had listened.

Everyone complains that the Primarch is not a god, so he cannot face anything with a blank face.

"I already met my father when I was on Terra." Guilliman patted the sword on his waist. "Do you know what he called me when I approached the throne with full of hope? He called me a thief, called me Traitor, and then said nice things to me and wanted me to continue serving him...I felt like a file being handed to a prisoner..."

"Correction." The Emperor of Humanity, who was listening to the conversation between the two brothers, raised his hand to interrupt Guilliman. "It was one of the many wills that called you a thief and a traitor. Didn't I tell you the same thing? I don’t blame you for what happened to the Empire, and I also tell you that it is the right thing to do to reorganize an Empire to continue fighting Horus when there is no news from Terra.”

Sanguinius also knew what Guilliman encountered after going to Terra. He consoled him: "For ten thousand years, my father's will has been tortured on the throne for ten thousand years. The beliefs of people who have fallen into ignorance have been distorted. He, you shouldn’t get hung up on his temporary words, he gave you the sword, which is proof that he still loves you.”

"Yes." The emperor nodded, "I love each of my sons."

Guilliman looked at Vanessa.

Inside this woman is the Emperor's purest humanity, so he sometimes becomes humorous and sentimental... but this part of humanity is fragile and small enough for a mortal to bear, so just listen to half of what he says.

But Sanguinius had a point, Guilliman was just saying that if he had been disillusioned with the Emperor and humanity, he would not have dealt with Terra's mess.

After the confession was over, Guilliman took a deep breath and felt a lot more relaxed. Then he looked at Qin Mo: "I learned before that you were involved in the subspace... It's not that I don't believe in your abilities. I asked Yi at that time. Freni and the prophet named Uslan, they all said that you will definitely be buried in the subspace."

Guilliman was worried for Qin Mo. Just thinking about it, he could tell that Qin Mo must have experienced many extremely terrible things in the subspace.

Things in the subspace are enough to defeat a mortal's sanity. Qin Mo looked calm at this moment, but he probably didn't want others to notice his fear.

But in fact it was Guilliman who was overthinking it.

"To be honest, it's not a bad thing that I entered the subspace." Qin Mo smiled, "I fought my way into the palace of one of the Four Gods, and then do you know what I did on its bed?"

"What?" Guilliman looked curious.

"I wrote about Qin Mo's visit here! Hahahaha!" Qin Mo laughed after finishing speaking.

Guilliman's eyes widened and he gave a thumbs up, his surprise evident: "Cool!"

He was crowned in the Terra Ceremony before and almost immersed in the illusion spun by Slaanesh for a week. This incident made Guilliman very depressed. Now that he heard what Qin Mo had done, he really let out a bad breath.

The members of the Honor Guard looked at Guilliman in disbelief. They were always shocked by the little sense of humor shown by the Gene Father. In their eyes, Guilliman should be a scholar who was unsmiling and always remained rational.

They couldn't hear what Qin Mo said, because both Sanguinius and Qin Mo present deliberately concealed the details of the subspace from them.

"Wait... didn't you say before that you carved a useless nonsense on the bed of the evil god?" the emperor asked.

"Ha...ha..." The smile on Qin Mo's face froze.

Sanguinius knew what Qin Mo was doing in the Demon Realm of Slaanesh, and he suggested to his father that he might as well see with his own eyes the situation in the Demon Realm of Slaanesh in the subspace.

The Emperor does not need to see it with his own eyes, he only needs to communicate with those inhuman wills to know what is happening in the Demon Realm of Slaanesh.

The two intertwined forces of pure matter and soul burned fiercely in the palace of the Dark Prince, forming the six characters of Qin Mo's visit here. These words were left in the language of Terra's ancient times, but the emperor and the saint Gilles knew the words.

"Your quality really needs to be improved." The emperor commented.

"How does it compare to the quality of a guy who carved inscriptions in Sumerian temples?" Qin Mo asked.

On the previous ship to Beisu, the emperor was very dissatisfied with what Qin Mo said about carving. He felt that Qin Mo should carve here instead of talking nonsense.

At that time the Emperor even spoke of an Immortal named Erda, whom Erda thought was a humorous man.

The emperor said that Erda once accompanied him to visit the ruins of the Sumerian civilization, and he left the words "visit here" in Sumerian script on the ruins, and told Erda: I used my spiritual power to see seven Researchers thousands of years later spent their lives studying this string of words in an attempt to decipher its meaning and learn more about the Sumerian civilization. But they will only get one result, and that is that a guy wrote down his visit here in Sumerian script.

"Ahem." The Emperor cleared his throat, "Let's get down to business. Your coming to host the meeting with the Primarch in person is certainly not just for the two brothers to reminisce about old times."

"Of course, I do have more important things." Qin Mo motioned to the original body and the emperor to follow him.