Chapter 160 5, Emperor: I Am God Bang!

Chapter 160 5. Emperor: I am a god... Bang!

The immeasurable will of the Emperor stirs up a storm of chaos in this spiritual realm, and any psychic creature here will be in agony, even the Primarch.

Duker did not have a deep understanding of psychic energy. In most of the past wars, he only regarded psychic energy as a useful weapon, releasing psychic violence simply and crudely to destroy his enemies. He believes that when it comes to the use of spiritual energy, whether it is precise or not is secondary. As long as you use your strength, miracles will happen.

In the face of past enemies, he relied on the nearly infinite energy in his body to support his theory without any disadvantage. But here, when faced with the will of many emperors, this theory obviously does not work.

Every Emperor's will, no matter which side of the Emperor they represent, has a deeper understanding of spiritual energy than Dukel.

If he only relied on spiritual power, he would be unable to move in this world.

But fortunately, he also controls another kind of energy - the power of the soul, the purest will that he refined from human will. Although this is not a spiritual power, it is enough to support him to move forward firmly in this spiritual realm and face the emperor's will.

In the spiritual realm, Duker overthrew four golden thrones in succession. Each emperor on the throne also possessed 13 cards of huge energy. These energies were transformed into the original origin and integrated into his essence. In an efficient manner, During the transformation, the power of the soul is also increasing at an unprecedented speed.

The sudden increase in spiritual power has further enhanced his intuition. At this moment, he can even tell which thrones should be destroyed based on intuition alone.

This is undoubtedly a huge improvement.

In this idealistic universe, you don’t have to believe in technology, plans, prophecies, or even your own brain, but it’s best to believe in your intuition.

In the corner of the spiritual world, the emperor's rationality was sitting on the throne. Seeing Duker knocking down a throne, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and an idea emerged in his mind involuntarily,

"If he continues to be destroyed at this rate, I am not a god, but Dukel may become a god."

It is naturally extremely difficult for ordinary secondary gods in the Supreme Heaven to ascend to the throne of God. Even the birth of Slaanesh was the result of countless years of decadent and joyful nurturing by the Eldar.

But for Dukel, it was equally difficult, but the Emperor suddenly felt a little flustered.

"With his current progress, nothing should be surprising." The emperor reasoned to himself in his heart.

This terrifying efficiency of destruction shocked him.

But he couldn't do anything. All the energy he could use was gathered in that sword of the soul, and merged with Dukel's spiritual power to form an artifact that could destroy the will of chaos.

Even He is like this, and those weak wills are even more trembling at this moment.

Just when he thought that Duker would continue to be destroyed like this, things suddenly took a turn for the better.

Holding a sword burning with golden flames, Duker came to the next huge throne.

He pointed the blade at the opponent, but the emperor did not waver at all, his empty eyes filled with disdain for the original body.

"The Emperor's arrogance." Dukel discerned the Emperor's will.

Then, without hesitation, he swung his sword blade towards the opponent and pronounced his verdict to the opponent,

"It is said that God once gave mankind the seven original sins, and arrogance is the first of the seven sins. It shows that arrogance is evil and must be destroyed!"

The flaming blade carries the power to destroy everything.

But the arrogance that had always been unmoved by this seemed to be greatly insulted at this moment.

"There is no true God! He has never given anything to mankind!"

The arrogant words were conveyed to the original body. At that time, the blade of the god-killing sword was less than a molecule away from his body. The high-temperature flames swept through his corpse, but finally stopped.

The password is correct.

Dukel retained the emperor's arrogance and pointed his sword towards the next throne.

"There is no true god, and neither am I!" The emperor roared in rage.

The password is correct, the sword points to the next one,

"I am not a god!" The Emperor's greed, His will is insatiable, "I want to promote the Imperial truth!"

Correct, next,

"The existence that claims to be a god will eventually be trampled under the feet of mortals!" The emperor's jealousy conveyed his malicious will.

Upright, down,

"I'm not God!" "I'm not God!" "I'm not God!".

This moment was like a spark falling into a gunpowder keg, and thousands of magnificent wills were instantly detonated. At this moment, coordination and unity were miraculously achieved.

The will like the roar of the mountain and the tsunami gathered into an unstoppable ocean, and more and more of the emperor's will merged into it.

Dukel stood in this vast ocean, and at this time, this seemingly chaotic spiritual realm became completely different.

He knew that among these chanting wills, there were many bad things like greed, jealousy, and arrogance.

But he also knew that these despicable qualities were also part of the Emperor's humanity.

The purpose of his trip was not to eradicate despicability, but to eradicate divinity and the deified part of the Emperor.

Therefore, no matter how despicable these characters are, as long as they are still in the human camp, Duker is not qualified to judge them.

It's like he needs to retain the evil in his heart to face the enemies of the empire.

Despicable characters are also part of human nature, and their existence needs to be preserved to ensure the integrity of the Emperor's own humanity.

Dukel can accept the noble Emperor or the inferior Emperor, but he is the only one who cannot accept the deified Emperor.

So he stepped out of the ocean of will, pointed the sword in his hand at those silent wills, and asked loudly,

"Why don't you say a word? I am the most reasonable person and never impose my will on the Emperor. You can speak freely."

"I am a god!" shouted an Emperor's Will.

boom!

The moment Duker conveyed this will, he directly made a jumping chop.

Another golden throne collapsed.

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"What?! Duker brought the alien to assassinate His Majesty?!"

On the other side, Lion King and Guilliman received the news conveyed by the palace guards almost at the same time, and they both screamed in disbelief.

They set off immediately and, led by the Imperial Guards, passed through the secret passages beneath the palace.

Finally meeting outside the throne room.

At this moment, the throne hall was completely surrounded by the Imperial Guards.

The faces of these Emperor's most loyal guards were filled with guilt and anger.

They felt guilty for allowing the Second Primarch so easily, allowing the murderer to reach the Golden Throne.

They were angry, why did the emperor's heirs point the weapons in their hands at their biological father again and again.

But there was nothing they could do. At this time, the throne room was enveloped by the psychic storm vented from the wound. This powerful energy could not be approached by any forbidden army.

If a powerful forbidden object is used, it is possible to break through the blockade of the psychic storm, but what should be done next? Blast the Second Primarch and the Emperor into the sky together?

They anxiously tried every possible way to save their common Majesty, but every method failed.

Just when they were on the verge of despair,

The arrival of the Lion King and Guilliman illuminated their desperate hearts like a ray of dawn.

The emperor's eldest son and thirteenth son arrived here as quickly as possible.

"I have met two adults." Waldo, the commander of the Imperial Army, bowed his head and saluted the two original bodies.

The lion nodded slightly.

Guilliman asked him eagerly, "How is the situation?"

Waldo was silent for a short time, and then said: "Please come with me."

Waldo's whole body trembled, and the lion smelled the smell of blood.

Only then did he and Guilliman discover that the armor of the Custodes commander had multiple wounds, and blood was flowing out from the gaps.

The commander of the Imperial Guard had already been seriously injured. He should have fallen down long ago, but he relied on his tenacious willpower to drive his body's movements.

He led the two primarchs toward the interior of the throne room.

However, this action was blocked by a large number of Custodes. The assassination of the Emperor's second son made these Custodes no longer believe in the loyalty of the Primarch.

"We must believe them." Waldo looked at the brothers who stopped him, a hoarse voice came from under his helmet,

"They are the emperor's heirs, holding His Majesty's sword and shield in their hands. At this moment when we are at our wits' end, if we don't believe them, who should we believe?"

Hearing his words, the Imperial Guards looked at the Emperor's Sword and Emperor's Shield held in the hands of the two original bodies respectively, and fell into silence.

"Let it go, Forbidden Forces." When they were silent, Waldo's voice sounded again, "Every second of delay now is irresponsible for His Majesty's safety."

Gradually the Custodes moved out of the way. They still could not fully trust the Primarch, but they chose to trust in the sword and shield of the Emperor.

"Guilliman, there is often a deeper truth hidden behind the truth." The Lion had long expected that something big would happen when Dukel returned. Therefore, he could still keep his composure at this time. In the passage to the throne hall, he continued,

"The more critical the crisis, the less we must lose our cool. The truth is often not what we see."

Guilliman nodded in agreement, "I believe that Dulquer is loyal. I advocate reason and will never be easily blinded by anger."

Waldo walked ahead.

He listened silently to the conversation between the two original bodies without speaking.

Under his leadership, the two primarchs came to the sacred hall and witnessed with their own eyes the atrocities that took place on the Golden Throne - Dukel held a sword burning with golden flames and pierced the Emperor's shriveled body, Nailed to the throne.

The Eldar alien clad in gauze beside him gently touched the emperor's sacred skin with his fingers, and the light of witchcraft was still exuding from his fingertips.

Although Waldo had seen this scene for the second time, he was still heartbroken. If this was just a terrible dream, then he hoped he could wake up immediately and not want to stay here for a moment.

And the Lion King and Guilliman——

"Dukele, how could you do this?!" The Imperial Regent immediately raised his head when he saw the sword that pierced the Emperor. All rationality was thrown away, and endless rage filled his heart.

The lion looked at the alien who was caressing the emperor with his fingertips. His beard and hair were spread out, and he roared like a real lion.

"Alien, remove your claws!!!"

The two primarchs roared angrily, their voices sounding like thunder that suddenly broke out in the daytime. They held the Emperor's sword and shield and plunged into the terrifying psychic storm without any hesitation.

boom!

The bodies of the demigods roared in the storm, but the storm that could easily injure the Imperial Guards could not stop the two demigods.

They walked slowly but firmly towards the Golden Throne.

Aisha, who was keeping the Emperor alive, noticed the arrival of the two Primarchs. She shook her head and persuaded the two demigods to stop moving towards the throne.

But how could the two Primarchs care about the aliens' words?

They turned a deaf ear to Aisha's words, stepped onto the last step to the Golden Throne together, and stretched out their unarmed hands together to grab Dukel's cloak.

"Don't!"

Just as they were about to pull Dukel away, they heard the anxious screams of the aliens.

Then,

Buzz! ——

A huge mental force burst out, creating layers of visible ripples in the void.

The Lion and Guilliman were instantly caught up in these layers of ripples, and their consciousness blurred instantly. When they came to their senses, they had already come to another world.

That divine domain belongs to the Eternal Emperor.

"This is our father's domain." Guilliman said. He had been here once and had a deep memory of it.

The lion nodded gently, and then asked his own question, "Why are we here? Is Dukel here too?"

"Maybe this is really a misunderstanding." Guilliman, who had calmed down, said uncertainly after seeing the ashes here.

"I have a hunch that what is hidden here is what our father and brothers have been hiding." The lion was still furious.

"Then let us dig out the truth ourselves!"

Guilliman nodded.

They walked together in this ashes filled with illusions and dreams, and moved forward with difficulty in the vast ocean of the Emperor's will.

Suddenly, they heard a loud roar in the distance, and the entire spiritual realm was shaking.

Guilliman saw a fire rising to the sky in the distance, and it seemed that a great will was wailing in the fire.

"What happened there?"

"I sensed the existence of Dukel, and I have a hunch that that is the truth." The lion replied. The lion who awakened his essence was more sensitive than Guilliman, and therefore perceived more information.

They started running.

During this time, they saw tens of millions of huge golden thrones, towering in this world like mountains, and on each throne sat a shriveled emperor.

Compared to the thrones that were like mountains, the two demigods here were as inconspicuous as small beasts in the mountains.

The emperors did not even notice their existence, and all their attention was attracted by the fire rising to the sky.

The Lion King and Guilliman did not know how long they had been walking. In this realm, the concept of time became extremely vague. Maybe it took a second, or maybe ten thousand years, and they finally arrived at the place where the roar sounded.

The fire rising to the sky had not yet dissipated. In the light of the flames, the scene they saw with their own eyes once again ignited the anger in their hearts.

They saw Duker holding up a sword burning with golden flames.

Without any hesitation, the other party chopped heavily on the body of an emperor, and the huge golden throne collapsed as a result, like a mountain collapsing. In the burning flames, the dried corpse on the throne turned into ashes and dust on the ground in an instant.

"Duker, what are you doing?!!!"

Seeing the throne of the Emperor collapse in front of them, reduced to dust in the flames.

The anger of the two loyalist primarchs was ignited again. They roared and launched a war cry, and the angry roar blew away a large piece of ashes, and then rushed towards Duker.

"Lion? Guilliman?" The roars of the two primarchs attracted Duker's attention.

"Why are you here?"

There was a little confusion on his face.

But then, he saw the two primarchs charging at him, which instantly ignited his fighting spirit.

"It's rare that you actually come to fight me." His eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he was eager to try.

Bang! Bang!

After a brief fight between the three Primarchs, there was almost no suspense. Lion and Guilliman were knocked to the ground by his heavy punches.

The Emperor's sword and shield were both knocked out and lay on the side.

"What a pity, your timing is not right."

Dukel sighed, and it was obvious that the battle with the two Primarchs did not satisfy him.

At this time, he had destroyed 22 Emperor's wills and still had the power of Emperor's rationality in his hands.

In his current state, let alone the two Primarchs - even if Khorne himself came, he would have to be slapped twice before leaving.

Although this state is only temporary.

But he still feels that he is terribly strong.

The Emperor's wills have been paying attention to Dukel's actions, and at this time they also discovered the existence of Lion and Guilliman.

"Eldest son."

"Thirteenth son."

"Secret keeper."

"Savior."

Countless Emperor's wills conveyed their thoughts at the same time, and the chaotic information gathered into a storm that swept the entire spiritual realm.

Duker ignored all this. The appearance of the Lion King and Guilliman was just a small episode. He had to continue his actions.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

Behind him, where the Emperor's Sword and the Emperor's Shield fell -

"This is my shield." A golden hand picked up the shield on the ground.

"This is my sword." A little girl's voice sounded, and the flaming giant sword was also held in her hand.

After hearing these strange sounds, Dukel immediately looked back.

He saw a man taller and stronger than him, holding a heavy shield. And the one holding the Emperor's Sword was a thin girl.

They radiated infinite light, and even when Dukel looked at them, he felt dazzling and squinted his eyes.

They looked full of flesh and blood and full of power. There is no doubt that they are stronger than other emperors' wills.

"They are sensibility and ideals."

The Emperor's rationality said to him through the burning sword.

"We will start the final decisive battle."

The tall man raised his shield and said, He represents the Emperor's sensibility and possesses the Emperor's love for all mankind. It is His existence that supports the Emperor to ascend the Golden Throne and endure the torture for ten thousand years.

The Emperor has not yet truly ascended to God, which means that in this spiritual world, no will can overcome the power of sensibility.

"For our common ideal!"

The little girl also raised the giant sword in her hand at this moment, and the golden flame burned on the blade.

Although the incarnation of the ideal looks thin and weak, as if any force can defeat her, she has the ability to integrate other wills.

Under her call, nearly one-third of the Emperor's will contributed all their strength for the common ideal.

When these forces gathered together, the tall man raised the Emperor's shield without saying a word and launched a charge.

He only needs one impact to collapse the throne of a divinity, which is twenty-two times more efficient than Dukel.

The rich golden light covered the spiritual world, and the man collided with divinity like a wild bull.

The deified Emperor's wills gathered together, but still could not stop the progress of this will.

The Emperor's humanity and divinity fought together in an incomprehensible way.

At this moment, even Dukel became a spectator, no longer the protagonist of the battlefield war.

When Guilliman and Lion woke up.

They saw Duker sitting not far in front of them, his eyes fixed on the front, and he cheered from time to time. The scarlet cloak was casually spread on the ground, and the burning sword was inserted beside it.

Guilliman and Lion followed his line of sight and saw countless Emperor's wills, forming two distinct forces, fighting each other.

"Duker, what happened here?" Guilliman and Lion asked in great shock.

"I am only a part of the Emperor's plan, and I can't see the whole picture." Duker spread his hands and said helplessly,

"As you can see, the Emperor and the Emperor are fighting each other."