Chapter 296

He saw it,

That magnificent future,

That future full of honor,

Zhou Yun's will in the Fatty Tiger Greater Daemon's body saw it.

The galaxy is being reconquered, and countless people are kneeling at his feet.

He saw it, the galaxy, the entire galaxy is full of hope because of him.

Countless Astartes are assembled under his command, the scale is so huge, far larger than at any time in the past, far exceeding the scale of the Legion.

These huge legions are unified under the same command, shouting his name and bringing civilization and enlightenment to the entire galaxy.

This is his honor!

Thus, a new crusade began.

From Macragge to Terra, from Terra to Baal, from Baal to every corner of the galaxy.

His power is so powerful that it makes all ghosts and monsters fear.

The Tyranid swarm is destroyed in hunger, the Aeldari are completely moving toward death, the last Ork has had its head chopped off by him, the T'au Empire is drifting with the wind, and the Votann are praying to be accepted as humanity again.

This is his honor!

So many people have been saved by him, so many people have gained hope because of him, so many planets have been reborn because of him.

Hundreds of millions of Imperial citizens shout his name, praise his prestige, and offer him reverence.

Countless streets, cities, continents, oceans, planets, stars, star systems, and even entire sectors have been renamed, crowned with his name.

This is his honor!

Even the Chaos Gods feel fear of him.

Whether it is the Blood God's axe, Slaanesh's whip, Nurgle's plague, or Tzeentch's scheme, they all dissipate before him.

Like the curse of maggots in the sewer, it dissipates before the magnificent and sacred Hua Hua Hua Di Huang.

This is also his honor!

No one is greater than him, no one is holier than him, no one is more worthy of being humanity's ruler than him.

The towering statues belonging to him are erected, the aristocratic face of Macragge gazes at the stars, the stars belonging to humanity... no, the stars belonging to him.

Hundreds of millions of people shout his name with reverence.

Not because of fear, threats, and ignorance, but because of hope, rationality, and being saved.

They are grateful to their savior and ruler,

Roboute Guilliman,

They praise this name thirteen times every day.

And Zhou Yun blinked his eyes lightly, looking at this scene flatly.

What does praising Guilliman have to do with him? Why is he here? What was he doing here?

Oh, right, he seems to be... Zhou Yun's gaze began to search silently.

In the Warp, Fulgrim wriggled his huge body, cackling and weaving illusions. This was an illusion he specially prepared for his brother, an illusion he had exhausted his mind to weave based on all his understanding of Guilliman.

Guilliman is the most arrogant one, more arrogant than anyone, more arrogant than anyone.

He clearly longs for honor in his heart, hopes to be worshipped, but hates the worship born from ignorance, religious superstition, fear, threats, and fraud.

He only accepts worship born from rationality, not based on emotional impulses, but after clearly understanding everything, worship from the heart.

Guilliman only accepts this kind of worship in his heart, and only accepts this kind of honor.

Truly arrogant and arrogant thought... Fulgrim has always been curious about what kind of ending the bottomless heart of such an arrogant Guilliman longs for.

After thinking about it, Fulgrim only thought of one possibility.

He constantly wove scenes, trying to let Guilliman sink into them.

But the situation made him a bit surprised.

Guilliman did not have a bit of sense of honor in his heart, not a bit of intention to sink into this illusion.

This made Fulgrim feel confused and curious.

But he dared not go too deep into Guilliman's consciousness, which might make him notice.

Could it be that these scenes are not enough to let Guilliman sink?

The honor he craves is far greater than what Fulgrim displayed?

Yes, it must be so.

He was like this ten thousand years ago.

Always arrogant, always ambitious, always holding a sense of superiority.

What he truly craves must be...

Zhou Yun stood before the Imperial Palace of Terra, and the pure gold stairs extended constantly beneath his feet. On every stair was carved a great and honorable moment in human history.

From the first lighting of fire, the first war, the birth of a religion, the victory of Homo sapiens over Neanderthals, to the first starship flying among the stars, the glory of the Golden Age, the appearance of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, the magnificence of the Great Crusade...

But these moments all became stepping stones beneath his feet, a touch of honor on his honor that could not be perceived.

No honor in human history can compare to his honor.

His achievements surpass everything in the material and non-material universe.

He should step on these stairs composed of humanity and ascend to the position that should have belonged to him.

Ascend to... Zhou Yun looked up and, following the pure gold stairs, saw that at the end of the stairs was the magnificent Golden Wang Zuo.

The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's corpse had been moved away, and humanity voluntarily left this position to him, which was also the legacy he won.

Fulgrim noticed that Guilliman was stunned on the spot, feeling the ripples rising in his heart.

Finally, this is what you crave.

Fulgrim impatiently wrapped around Guilliman's consciousness, extending his corrupted fangs toward him.

Yes, this is what you should have.

Hurry up and sit on it; no one is more worthy of sitting on it than you.

But Fulgrim was still too impatient.

If he could have a little more patience, he would notice that the emotion rising in this "Guilliman's" heart was not excitement or honor,

But terror, disgust, and fear. His eyes looking at the Golden Wang Zuo were just like seeing the most painful torture instrument in this galaxy.

"Whoever loves to sit on this Golden Wang Zuo, sit on it, don't find me!"

Zhou Yun retreated a step with deep disgust, and the illusion around him shattered like glass.

Hidden beneath the illusion, Fulgrim, who was lurking around Zhou Yun, also let out a sharp roar.

Intense pain was invading his body.

Blood constantly overflowed from Fulgrim's snake eyes.

He saw on Guilliman's body, behind him...

Behind him overlapped that blue, round figure, that unknown Warp existence that had once removed his corruption.

In Fulgrim's eyes, the skin on Guilliman's body faded away layer by layer like clay, exposing its original appearance.

That was a human with a crew cut, a round face, and as sturdy as a tiger.

"You are not Guilliman!" Fulgrim wriggled his huge body, constantly retreating in terror.

He could feel what kind of majestic power was squeezing within that figure.

This was the Greater Daemon of that blue Warp existence, and the power of the blue Warp was surging through his body.

Fulgrim let out a sharp wail, wanting to escape from Zhou Yun's consciousness.

But he was too impatient and had fallen too deep.

Zhou Yun looked at the terrified Fulgrim, looked at the Daemon Primarch who was a mixture of worms, slugs, conger eels, and snakes. The handsome face once carved by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's gene technology had now been corroded by indulgence, drugs, and fall into a stretched, twisted, wrinkled pale face, hidden beneath the strands of white hair like bones.

Where is there any appearance of the purple phoenix of the Empire before?

Zhou Yun could not help but let out a sigh, and then could not help but say:

"Fulgrim, don't you recognize your uncle? Uncle held you when you were little!"

"Look at what you've become now? Uncle is truly sad."

"Uncle doesn't ask for anything, Uncle only hopes you don't play with demons anymore, and don't drink those inexplicable potions."

"Look at your cloaca, it's big enough to fit the *Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Children* ship, and also, don't provoke others in the Warp. I saw your twenty-one brothers and your father's headshots flying all over the Warp in a prophecy. Who did you provoke again?"

"You stabbed your own Crone Sword, your dad washed it for you and put it on your bed, don't throw it away in the future... Hey, during the ten thousand years you fell into Chaos, this family has been ruined. Your dad is worried about you being bullied by Slaanesh, so worried that he has become a mummy."

"The blessings you received some time ago were actually given to you by Slaanesh because your dad asked him to. He was afraid you wouldn't have food to eat in the Warp. Hey, your dad is still a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

"There's a Warp storm tomorrow, don't mess around with demons. Look at how thin you are, your neck has been left with marks by the Dark Prince's collar. You have sex addiction attacks in the Warp every day, your brother Guilliman has been tortured by you until he has a nervous breakdown."

"You were very obedient when you were little, you would help your dad fight the Great Crusade, why have you become like this now? Fulgrim, tell Uncle, is it because you saw something bad in the Warp? Is it because of the Warp?"

While speaking, Zhou Yun walked toward Fulgrim.

He felt that he was overlapping with himself in the Warp reflection. This seemed to be because of Fulgrim's invasion of his spirit, awakening the instinctive protection of his Warp essence.

Zhou Yun almost felt that his body was dissolving bit by bit, letting the larger self unfold bit by bit. He could not help but extend his round hand toward Fulgrim.

"Why don't you answer Uncle? Fulgrim? How could you become a Slaaneshi Daemon Primarch? The people of Chemos worked so hard to raise you this big, why do you want to be a Slaaneshi Daemon Primarch?"

Fulgrim did not know what Zhou Yun was doing at all. He just looked at the blue figure getting closer and closer to him in terror, curling up into a ball, constantly shivering.

"It's all the Warp that harmed you. In two days, when your dad burns to death from the Golden Wang Zuo, he will have time. You go back to the Imperial Palace on Terra to see him, don't make him too sad. Uncle will give you some blessings again. When the time comes, you bring some pure Phoenix Guard back to make your dad and your uncle happy, don't take them to have sex again..."

Saying this, Zhou Yun's round hand extended toward Fulgrim.

Fulgrim let out a sharp explosion.

"DON'T COME OVER AH AH!!!"

(End of chapter)