Chapter 461 Silver-haired Angel’s Private Invitation
Dale didn't know.
Her subconscious behavior had long been detected by the Savior's psychic consciousness.
"The deal was agreed upon, but that bitch has bad intentions..."
Ron walked out of the luxurious bedroom and sighed slightly.
It was originally a political alliance formed by kidney transplants, but unexpectedly the merchant queen actually wanted to be the mother of her own child.
Then you can't blame yourself.
The original body's status is so noble that without betraying the empire, it naturally has a top political status.
Anyone or anything related to it has unimaginable benefits.
Simply put, the Primarch is a collection of faith, power and force.
Even if you wake up with nothing, as long as you return to the empire, you will have huge power.
Those heirs of the Chapter who use the genes of the Primarch will naturally obey under the guidance of their bloodline, and will be welcomed and worshiped by the people of the Empire wherever they go.
Return to the center of power.
There are countless dignitaries and bureaucrats in the empire who hope to gain the favor of the original body and gain benefits from it.
Even a beggar on the street has the opportunity to become a being above trillions of people if he is recognized by the original body.
For example, the Savior has the power to appoint anyone to be the administrator of the planet, or to reward anyone with a certain planet or even a garden world as private property.
It depends on whether he is willing.
Substitute it.
You are wandering down the street one day.
Suddenly a big golden guy comes down from the sky and says to you: "Boy, you are very talented, I am willing to adopt you as my adopted son.
From now on, the planet under your feet will be your reserved private property. ”
You are then given the Emblem of the Primarch, guarded by the Emperor's Angels, and settled in the Governor's Palace, assuming supreme power over the planet.
You got everything you dreamed of.
Even if you don't understand anything, you can learn slowly. The political elites and powerful guards around you can help you rule this planet well.
Those planetary nobles and bureaucrats bow to you, and countless women want to climb into your bed.
All this is simply because the Primarch has favored you.
However, the truth is even more exaggerated.
With the continuous expansion of territory.
Many civilians in the hive who previously had little to eat and were worse than slaves have followed the savior and grown into beings who rule several galaxies.
They are not much more powerful than the other trillions of human beings. There are many talented people.
But these people are lucky to have the trust of the Savior, and have unimaginable resources and training.
Naturally, it can skyrocket.
If Dale of the Chaos family could conceive a child of the original body, the benefits would be even more terrifying.
That's a crazy amount of interest.
She doesn't have to do anything but give birth to a child so that she can have an excellent descendant.
That descendant inherited the genes of the original body and was destined to become a powerful warrior and even develop a powerful Space Marine Legion.
Even if it doesn't work, you can still use your identity as the original body's bloodline to seize a lot of power in the empire or the savior's territory.
Of course, it's not that simple.
But those families that have developed over many centuries know how to achieve their own goals by relying on the blood of the original body without angering the original body.
Del studied the savior's character and decided to lead the family to completely rely on the other party after the child was born.
Accepting the order of the One who exists in all things, including herself.
She only needs to play the role of a mother, train the child well, and establish deep emotions.
You will naturally get everything you want in the future.
Ron himself knew this very well, because there had been too many beauties who wanted to be his children's mothers before.
The original body is the product of genetic technology, and it is indeed not easy to give birth to children.
But that's not absolute.
The old Chinese medicine doctor Fabius can use the original body's genes to clone the complete original body. There are naturally many technologies or relics in the galaxy that can achieve this goal.
If those guys get their own body fluids, it is really possible to cultivate their own blood heirs.
What will I do when the time comes to kill my own bloodline heir, a baby?
That was a difficult choice. With his personality, he couldn't do such a thing. He could only hold his nose and admit it, and then deal with the follow-up.
Unfortunately, Del's attempt to eat the peach was doomed to be in vain.
Because Ron chose to nip it in the bud, using weak spiritual energy to completely crush any genetic fluid at the moment it left the body.
Its genetic structure is gone.
This is similar to some celebrities and rich people in his previous life who carried chili sauce with them.
In order not to leave any heirs and thus pay exorbitant amounts of compensation, those guys would pour chili sauce into their bodily fluids after the incident.
Prevent bodily fluids from re-entering the body in some form.
There are even cases where someone who wants to leave an heir secretly pours bodily fluids mixed with chili sauce into the body after the incident is over, causing lamentations and calling 120.
Judging from the current situation, Ron does not want to leave any blood heirs.
That's too risky.
Because bloodline heirs will naturally take away power and cannot control it, not to mention the corrupt existence of the Chaos Evil God in this world.
Even the Emperor was unable to avoid such risks, leaving behind painful lessons.
His old man is a typical negative example.
The twenty parents and children of the original body were indeed powerful, and they gave a great boost to his power.
However, those original bodies all had their own unique views and formed several small groups. They could not understand each other and even caused many struggles.
The Primarchs had their own ideals and pursuits, which conflicted with those of the Emperor, causing them one after another to loathe their father.
In the end, he betrayed the Emperor under the bewitchment of the Chaos God.
It can be said to be a great filial piety.
I don’t know if the Emperor, who is now sitting in the golden toilet, regrets creating these original bodies, or regrets that he did not guide them well.
Ron felt that the Emperor regretted it, especially after seeing the ghostly appearance of the fallen original.
Fallen Phoenix Fulgrim, the once beloved primarch, almost made the old man angry.
Throughout the ages, emperors, rulers, and high-ranking aristocratic families have never lacked dramas of father and son killing each other.
It can only be said that the resistance to patriarchy is eternal.
He is not yet confident in cultivating a qualified heir, and he doesn't need one.
Because he himself is an eternal existence.
Moreover, he has formed too many grudges with the Four Gods of Chaos, and they are most likely staring at him, looking for flaws.
If he really had an heir, he might be targeted and corrupted.
After all, it is much easier to corrupt a young child than a determined adult Primarch.
Ron could imagine what would happen if he had a blood heir.
Beginning:
My child, when you were born, the entire Holy Land of Erth was whispering your name.
I proudly watch you grow up day by day and become the embodiment of justice.
You must remember that we have always ruled this vast territory with kindness and wisdom.
I also believe that you will use your power prudently, treat countless people kindly, and save their suffering.
Become a new legend.
Development:
The descendants of the savior grew up day by day and had their own army and strength.
He was often confused and did not understand what his father was doing, and he also longed for more fame and wealth.
What was even more worrying was that he discovered that his father was gradually losing his humanity.
Some voices were stealing whispers, telling him that his father, the savior, had deceived everyone and wanted to ascend to the throne of God with the souls of countless people.
It's time for him to do something for this prosperous territory and the future of mankind.
Or, that is my innate mission...
Ending:
Father, I never wanted this, never wanted to release my own legions.
Once we expelled the darkness of the old night of ignorance and established a prosperous territory together, but you deceived me and deceived all of us.
You secretly stole the power of the gods and lied to your son.
Humanity does not need a superior god. The future will be destroyed by your ruthless divinity.
If your destruction is the only option for human prosperity, then I can only do this... crusade against you!
Even if it makes the war spread from the sky to the edge of the galaxy, makes the ocean boil, the stars fall, and makes me use up the last drop of my blood.
I will release humanity in the burning of the galaxy and bring prosperity with your death!
"We can't let the Milky Way burn again. No matter how strong human beings are, they can't bear it..."
Ron's balls ached when he thought about this. This was entirely possible.
What's more, the power of the four gods of chaos is much stronger than before, and they also have operational experience.
They had enough time and patience to cultivate an enhanced version of Horus in the galaxy.
If possible, try not to give them a chance.
He didn't want a bloodline heir to come up to him one day and shout that Lao Den accepted his fate!
Maybe one day when the Milky Way is pacified, he can learn from the Emperor, cultivate a few bloodline heirs, and fight for him outside the Milky Way.
Defend the Great Devourer and conquer the universe.
Then he can retire happily, travel around the universe, and enjoy the endless mysteries of this world.
That is a long, long time in the future, and it is not certain whether I can survive this galactic disaster.
Now let's settle the affairs of the Milky Way and save the future of mankind.
Ron thought of something and took out his emblem.
The dark gold emblem flew back under the control of spiritual energy, and fell in front of Del through the bedroom door.
He had no ill feelings towards the Merchant Queen.
This emblem is also a kind of protection, which means that the savior territory will have more cooperation with her merchant family.
"Lord Savior..."
Del was more and more surprised and held the emblem of the savior tightly to her heart.
She thought this was the original body's promise that perhaps her child would be favored more.
As everyone knows, it is just some kind of compensation for the savior's ruthlessness.
Maybe one day in the future, she will be able to obtain all that...
——
Bang bang bang——
Armor-piercing bombs roared.
The Thunderguard Champions unleashed a merciless saturation shot, utterly destroying a mechanically enhanced human being.
Turn it into a flaming ceramite mixture.
It was an assassin trying to attack the Primarch.
Ron stood in the middle of a street in the port, looking at the burning flames coldly, without any surprise.
"How many times has this happened?"
He couldn't come up with the right answer, and he had been assassinated too many times, openly or secretly. The imperial dignitaries and bureaucrats were proficient in this.
"Gold and jade are ruined on the outside, but never doubt that this is the most dangerous world in the galaxy. Even if it only lasts for a second, it will be fatal!"
"Traveller" Turin, the wolf blade of the Belisarius family, once said this about Holy Terra.
This throne world is where the empire's elites are most densely populated.
They are the most ruthless, lawless, and power-hungry careerists selected from millions of people in the civilized world.
Those guys want to realize their ambitions here, and no one can stop them, not even close relatives if necessary.
The centers of power are always full of killing.
And here is the center of power in the entire galaxy. There are too many conspiracies and killings going on. It is just normal for fathers and sons to kill each other.
Today, Holy Terra hides too much ill will towards herself.
He must be careful and take precautions.
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Those assassins may have some relic technology that can penetrate psychic barriers and inflict fatal damage to themselves.
Ron has suffered many assassinations before, but now the assassinations are too frequent.
"Are you treating me as a BOSS?"
He was a little helpless, this was not his territory.
With the tacit approval of many forces, it is difficult to even find the murderer behind the scenes.
Fortunately, those guys will have to pay for what they did soon.
Ron sighed slightly, and walked towards the space elevator, guarded by the Thunder Guards Champion.
Suddenly, he stopped.
The champion of the Thunder Guards detected something and immediately reacted, and the personal shield guard immediately lit up his shield to protect the original body.
Others raised their weapons and aimed them at the area where the threat struck.
"Lord Savior, we have no ill intentions..."
Two figures with white wings landed on the ground and said in unison.
Those are the twin holy attendants of the living saint, the silver-haired angel.
They have beautiful faces, like holy angel maids, and the white soft armor on their bodies is stained with blood, which makes them even more beautiful.
One of the holy attendants was carrying a dead agent wearing a virtual disguise.
The Holy Attendant threw the agent's body on the ground and said in a voice as beautiful as an oriole: "We found an assassin who was trying to do you harm, and we have dealt with it for you."
Ron nodded and showed a gentle smile: "Thank you then. If you need help in the future, just come to me."
He had saved the silver-haired angel and used the energy of the little sun to soothe the pain in her soul.
Although there were not many contacts after that, that existence should be regarded as his ally.
Friends come with good wine, and jackals come with shotguns.
You should show kindness to your own people.
The two holy attendants looked at each other and said respectfully: "Our master would like to invite you to her residence..."
This invitation surprised Ron.
In my own impression, as a living saint worshiped by the empire, the silver-haired angel has a relatively cold attitude.
Apart from participating in battles, she barely communicates with other people.
"Maybe you have some important information you want to tell me?"
Ron thought so.
The silver-haired angel is loyal to the empire itself. It is estimated that she can no longer stand the current situation and wants to participate in this struggle.
She might be his true ally.
Of course, now all major departments and forces in the empire claim to be loyal to the empire, but the methods of loyalty are different.
Some people follow the philosophy that the Emperor and Malcador left behind.
Hopefully humanity can take control of the Empire instead of handing it over to genetically modified warriors.
That was the purpose for which the Emperor set up this political system in the first place.
Mortals exercised their power to manage the empire in the major departments of Holy Terra, while the Space Marines headed by the Primarch fought abroad, expanding their territories and destroying the enemies of mankind.
This was one of the reasons why the Primarchs rebelled in the first place.
After the Great Crusade, they had too many constraints on them and had to accept the arrangements of mortals.
Even if it is a schedule that they think is unreasonable.
Therefore, the Cricket Emperor treated the Primarch's parents and children as tools to be discarded after use.
Even Guilliman himself spent a long time as a cricket after waking up, feeling quite depressed.
It is estimated that when he established the Second Empire, he felt a little relieved that he was finally free from the shackles of the Emperor.
Later, when he heard that his old man was still alive, he panicked completely and ran to rescue him.
However, the situation of the empire later changed, and it ushered in ten thousand years of decadence.
The Primarchs were needed to keep the Imperium alive.
Therefore, after Guilliman returned, he was able to successfully assume the position of regent of the empire.
However, many people only obeyed temporarily, but they still held their previous views in their hearts and did not want the original body to rule mankind.
Therefore, after Empire came out of the ICU, the thoughts of those beings became active again.
Especially if I want reform.
Those people are even more unwilling to give up the power in their hands.
In fact, Ron can understand it.
Because his reforms are to make the empire fit the savior's territory and unify all departments and forces instead of being scattered.
In their view, that is a relatively extreme centralization measure.
In fact, his ultimate goal is to centralize power, and the empire is decided by himself, the savior. It is normal to have resistance in the process.
In view of the current situation, such reforms must be implemented.
Because centralized rule can best inspire the strength of an ethnic group.
For example, the previous mustache made Germany explode with amazing energy in poverty, but it was a bit too extreme.
Even the United States, which was known as a democracy in its previous life, had a wartime president.
In times of crisis, there must be one person who has the final say and gathers all the power in one place.
Rather than fighting under the entanglement of interests.
Today's empires are in a state of struggle with each other.
Even within the Mechanicus, a relatively peaceful pseudo-academic organization, two forge worlds will fight over a certain excavated relic.
The same is true for state religions, and disputes between doctrines are even more bloody.
Ron has his own ambitions and hopes to end it all.
There is only one sun in the empire.
In the past, the Emperor was the leader, but now with him as the savior, humanity has a bright future.
Of course, he can't expose such ambitions openly.
On the surface, the forces in the empire still respect themselves as the Primarch of Hope.
But if he dares to jump out and say, I want to be the emperor of mankind, maybe the eighteen princes will be diligent and holy Terra.
Even Guilliman would object to this decision.
At that time, if Lao Ji takes out his power sword and says "My sword is not harmful", it will be great fun.
In this case, Ron would not completely change the political system, let alone directly declare his rule.
Rather, it is a subtle influence.
The most effective measure is to launch a coup in the name of the emperor to kill a group of people, retire some high lords, and replace them with new ones.
Then transform Holy Terra, reform the management model, and use the network of the Mechanical Goddess to assist the empire's inefficient human management.
Place your own people into Holy Terra as much as possible, and at the same time promote this model to more territories.
After that, it was just a case of waiting for time to take effect.
Several generations later, there were more of his own people at the top of Holy Terra, and his savior had both the tools of management and supreme prestige.
It was natural to rule the entire empire.
That's what everyone expects.
Of course, you can also imitate Horus, let the galaxy burn, kill Holy Terra and annihilate all those who oppose you.
But that's not cost-effective.
The territory of the empire is too vast, and the top leaders of Holy Terra have their own power, territory, and countless civilized worlds.
They don't obey the rule, so they can't kill them one by one. It will take a long time.
It will only open the champagne to chaos and aliens.
In short, it is to make more allies and fewer enemies.
Build walls high, accumulate grain widely, and become king slowly.
That silver-haired angel is a good ally.
Tomorrow is the day of the victory celebration. No one knows what kind of conflict it will cause. It would be good to have an extra ally.
Ron agreed to the invitation of the Twin Saints and went to the sanctuary of the silver-haired angel.
……
Sanctuary of Living Saints.
Ron followed the Twin Saints through the hall with the angel statues, and through the long corridor, and finally arrived at the destination.
The Twin Holy Attendants turned around and saluted, and could faintly see a hint of snow: "Sir, the master is waiting for you to meet inside."
"Is this a private dormitory?"
Ron was quite confused in his heart, and he felt like he was about to go to the holy angel's chamber.
It felt exactly the same as yesterday when I went to the Merchant Queen's spaceship. There were also three people.
"Your master, are you going to meet me here?"
Ron asked curiously, but received incomprehensible looks from the twin holy servants.
"This look..."
He felt vaguely familiar, as if he had been seen through.
Good guy, isn't that just like the ladies and ladies before? Wouldn't they have also seen those desecrated crucifixes of the Savior?
In other words, the holy angel has also seen it?
Everyone in Ron was numb.
I'm afraid this is not a serious meeting.
But he immediately reacted: "No, Slaanesh's remaining power is affecting me again!"
He is a holy angel of the empire, how could he think so blasphemously.
That's too heretical.
Ron suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
He regained his composure, calmness, and entered the form of a sage.
Then he followed the Gemini Holy Attendants into the private bedroom filled with the aroma of holiness...
(End of chapter)