Chapter 746 Nothing Will Happen

"I don't think so. They have your and Erda's genes flowing in their bodies. Your tenacity and Erda's strength will allow them to overcome difficulties."

"You lose." The Emperor pursed his lips, and he used his psychic power to secretly move while Malcador was busy talking.

"You are too greedy." Malcador commented unhappily, pretending to be angry and turned away.

The Emperor apologized in time and vowed that he would never cheat next time. Malcador sat back helplessly to comfort the loneliness that kept rising in the Emperor's heart.

The subsequent scenes became very fast, and many unimportant things were quickly ignored by the onlookers. On the contrary, the relationship between the Primarch and the Emperor became particularly conspicuous.

Caliban was not peaceful. This place was too close to the Eye of Terror, and the dark and deep forest was full of terrible beasts corroded and mutated by Chaos.

The Lion King Lion stood on Caliban, and the Emperor observed for a long time in secret.

This is a double-edged sword.

Although hesitant, the Emperor still handed over the strongest Dark Angels Legion at the time to Lion for command.

In Baal, the Emperor frowned and looked at Sanguinius for a long time.

Sanguinius managed well and was handsome, with smooth blond hair that was in line with the Emperor's aesthetics. The only problem was his wings.

How could he have more wings? He didn't have such a thing in the breeding tank at the beginning.

It looks like something from the warp. Has this kid been intercepted by the four gods?

The Emperor was very nervous, wondering whether he should kill Sanguinius with a palm now to eliminate future troubles.

"Father? What are you worried about?" Sanguinius asked, his blue eyes full of eagerness to solve his father's worries.

"Do you think you can coordinate the relationship between Baal's rule and the Great Crusade?"

The Emperor's words surprised Sanguinius, implying that Baal would have precious independent management rights.

"I will coordinate the relationship between Baal and the Great Crusade, and try to keep up with my father's footsteps." Sanguinius swore to the Emperor, and he shook his white wings unconsciously in joy and excitement.

The Emperor was dazzled by the wings and felt that the taste of the Four Gods was not as bad as he thought.

In Macragge, the Emperor saw at a glance that Guilliman was ambitious.

He definitely wanted to create a country within a country.

"I pledge my loyalty to you on behalf of Macragge, father." Guilliman handed the document to the Emperor. The process and etiquette were perfect so that the Emperor could not find any fault.

Staring into Guilliman's eyes, the Emperor felt that it was acceptable.

Guilliman would not do anything bad.

"Father! I will devote myself to your great cause! Until mankind regains its former glory!" Perturabo swore allegiance to the Emperor and introduced his ideas to the Emperor.

"That is a very difficult road." The Emperor said with some sadness, but Perturabo did not take the Emperor's advice seriously.

Later, the Emperor asked the painter to draw a portrait of Perturabo, and Perturabo smiled happily.

Seeing that Mortarion was about to be killed by the alien monarch, the Emperor saved his life in time, left him some equipment and persuaded him that the poison gas equipment on his body was easy to be offensive.

Mortarion remained silent and nodded to show that he understood, but he did not listen to the Emperor to remove the poison gas equipment on his body.

There will always be some children who are not very obedient, which is not a big deal. At least Mortarion believes in the Imperial Truth.

The Emperor felt a headache when the Imperial Truth was mentioned. He knew that this thing was a lie and it was impossible to make everyone believe it. After all, the random psykers and filthy spells on the planet were really difficult to conceal.

This is why the Emperor never talked to Chagatai about the rationality of the Imperial Truth. He knew that once he talked, he would quarrel, and then the father and son would part unhappily.

"Magnus has some problems, which makes me worried." Chagatai said slowly, "My shamans have communicated with the Thousand Words Scholars. They are doing a kind of... somewhat dangerous psychic experiment."

"It's like this again." The Emperor was a little melancholy. His face was more serious than relaxed. The man who used to tell jokes in the desert seemed to have died in the endless government affairs and battles.

"What did he do?"

"They sealed some things in the warp in the stone tablet and released them when fighting. It's like summoning elves to fight."

Crack!

The Emperor was shocked and crushed the golden pen directly. He could never have imagined that Magnus would be so bold.

Coercive measures must be taken.

At the conference, the Emperor's majesty made the Primarchs around the round table dare not breathe, "Psychic research is strictly prohibited! This is the last warning!"

"No! Father! You can't do this! Knowledge is innocent! If we give up the warp, we will give up half of the future of mankind!" Magnus argued confidently, and he looked elegant in his scholar's robe.

"That's witchcraft! Only science and reason are worth relying on!" Mortarion refuted fiercely. He was a staunch supporter of "Imperial Truth" and a staunch anti-psychic.

"Oh? You mean the stench that lingers around you is a kind of science and reason?" Magnus sneered contemptuously.

"How dare you! You sunburned freak!" Mortarion roared and slammed his big hand on the table.

The Emperor was exhausted by their quarrels. After this meeting, he needed to deal with the establishment of the Southern Cross government with Malcador, distribute strategic materials to the Dark Angels and Iron Warriors, and check the progress of the collection of materials for the Webway Project. He almost learned how to connect and build the Webway from scratch.

I am too busy. I don't have extra energy to waste on this meeting.

What can Magnus understand? What does Mortarion know? They don't know that the four evil gods in the warp have penetrated and eroded the universe.

The noise was getting louder and louder, and Magnus and Mortarion were even ready to take action.

The Emperor was very angry.

"Enough! Stop it!" A roar made Magnus and Mortarion very obedient. The Emperor issued an ultimatum in an angry tone.

After this meeting, all research on the warp and psychic energy was strictly prohibited.

Magnus pursed his lips and felt that it was unfair, while Mortarion was complacent.

At least Vulkan, Ferrus, Corax, Horus, Dorn, and Russ are normal. They understand their duties and know how to share the heavy burden on the Emperor.

As for Fulgrim, the Emperor asked him to take good care of Curze and not let Curze get stuck in a rut. From the news from Fulgrim, Curze trusts him very much.

"It's just some minor problems. Nothing will happen." The Emperor nodded and went on to deal with the next task.