Chapter 529: The return of the imperial ruler, is there a whole new situation? !
"This must be the emperor, absolutely not wrong!"
Ron looked at the golden body in front of him, and felt very confident.
Which other existence in the Galaxy subspace can be harder than the Emperor?
He had just recovered in the form of a cloned body and gained the ability to speak, so he immediately emphasized that he was not a god.
I'm afraid that others won't believe it.
Except for the Emperor, no god can say such words in such a sure tone.
The Emperor clone grabbed the body in the void, as if holding a sword hilt, and then suddenly pulled out the golden holy sword with flames.
He swept out more flames with his holy sword.
"The Emperor is above, is this the void being taken in the form of spiritual energy?"
Next to the Savior, an excited and high electronic voice came:
"If the corresponding transmission technology can be developed, wouldn't it be possible to deliver fuel drinks to all parts of the Galaxy as soon as possible..."
"Stop making your broken drinks. The spiritual power consumed by teleportation is enough to allow the psychic Titan troops to fight a battle."
Ron subconsciously retorted.
The existence of the galaxy that can ignore distance and grab matter, except for a few Chaos evil gods, perhaps the only one is the Emperor.
Only they can bear such a huge amount of energy consumption, and others do this to lose.
From the perspective of resource consumption, transmission is a loss and is a useless technology.
Unless it is burned with too much energy, you should deliberately squander it.
But he quickly reacted and smiled: "Call, you guy is still alive. I'm going to prepare a binary memorial service for you."
This was an unexpected surprise. The black-armed sage Kaor, the right-hand man in the technical field, was still jumping around and did not die under the attack of the evil god of Chaos.
Kaur has carried out too many transformations over the years, and is not inferior to any great sage of mechanical education in terms of depth, and has also done a lot of data awareness backup.
Previously, the Happy Chaos Assassin just destroyed his backup data consciousness mechanical head, while the real brain was hidden in the secret parts of the body, protected by black stone armor and many sacred relics.
After being attacked by chaos, his data consciousness was immediately downloaded and transferred.
Then it restarted.
This black-armed sage often mingles in the sub-space, paying special attention to his protection and buying many protective things from the National Church.
"Sir Savior, unless you face the Chaos God directly, nothing can kill the genius Kaor!"
Kaul was full of confidence.
He was still thinking about material transmission and insisting on his own idea: "For the sake of delicious authentic fuel drinks, no matter how much resource consumption is, it is worth it."
Ron rolled his eyes and didn't continue to say anything. Anyway, that guy just needs to study it, and it would be a good thing to add one more technology.
Maybe it will come in handy one day.
He reminded the great sage of the black weapon: "Have you forgotten something?"
"What?"
Kaul worked hard to retrieve stored data memories, and was previously attacked by chaos, affecting some short-term memory data.
"Father!"
Soon, the filial son let out a shrill scream and ran to check the baby's heavy servo skull, which is the creation of his father's skull.
Ron shook his head slightly.
He looked at the Emperor's cloning movements and suddenly felt that the golden holy sword looked familiar.
But he didn't care too much.
The emperor's weapons all look the same, casting gold and shining, focusing on a coquettish and sacred one.
When he was young, his preferences were probably similar to his own.
"Anyway, this war is a sure win, and it's okay to just drive champagne..."
Ron confirmed that the Emperor had recovered and gained the ability to move in the real universe, and was very strong.
Finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought of something and immediately ended the blessing of Greenpirogo's power, and then collapsed on the ground, almost losing his ability to move.
The power of faith is extremely valuable, and you still need to save when you need to save. It is not easy to accumulate some strength.
Ron completely relaxed, no longer maintained a high level of vigilance, and was ready to have a good rest.
Now the Emperor clone is here, which is the thickest thigh in the Galaxy subspace, so there is no need to consume precious faith to support the body.
If you can lose this, there is really no need to fight.
Hula~
The golden flames formed a whirlpool, and the roar of the evil god of Chaos was faintly heard:
"Cursed, our war is not over yet. Everything you cherish will soon be destroyed in pain, and the final victory will surely belong to chaos!"
The emperor responded to the threat of the evil god of Chaos with a majestic attitude:
"The sharp blade tempered by human will will eventually kill all kinds of evil and delusions, and victory will always belong to human beings..."
The golden holy sword held in the Emperor's clone's hand fell heavily, and the sacred flame turned into an invisible giant hand, tearing the chaotic evil god's consciousness projection.
Drag them back to the Asian space.
The Emperor drove out the incarnation of the Chaos Evil God with the power of thunder, so as not to continue to influence this area.
Afterwards, he inserted the golden holy sword into the ground in front of the black throne, using the sacred weapon as a medium to attract more divine powers of the Holy Spirit.
A golden sun emerged above the throne.
Buzz ~
The sacred light emitted by the sun swept across all the chaotic erosion and alien traces in the Black Throne area.
Make it more sacred.
This is the power of subspace.
Whether it is the evil energy of chaos or the holy spirit energy, it can change the matter or environment of the real universe to some extent.
Afterwards, more sacred energy spread through the black throne to the curtain void of the net, filling one curtain crack after another.
The huge crack in the center of the main city of Comoros was also covered by a faint golden light.
All this happens very quickly.
Ron received information from monitoring personnel in various regions one after another. The curtain cracks were completely controlled and no new Chaos Demon Tide invaded.
The emperor used the throne and his huge power of the Holy Spirit to block the gap in the Internet once again.
Just like ten thousand years ago.
At this moment, the Emperor's clone was bathed in the golden holy light, so sacred.
The imperial guards arrived and knelt on one knee in unison, leaving only the sound of armor rubbing and suppressed breathing.
The commander of the Imperial Guard clenched his spear, his voice choked, as if he was repenting:
"Your Majesty... For thousands of years, your light is still burning in the torch, but we have caused the Milky Way to fall into darkness and allowed the Empire to sink further.
We have let your ideals down..."
He lowered his head, tears fell on the floor tiles:
"Now that you have finally returned, please guide the Imperial Guards to carry out a new battle. Even if the Imperial Guards burn their souls and lives, they must pour the emperor's wrath on the top of the skull of the human enemy!"
"Father..."
At this time, Khan of White Scar also knelt on one knee, feeling extremely complicated.
He once admired and complained about the Lord of Humanity, mistakenly thinking that the emperor had lost his ambition to move forward and built high walls to fiddle with power.
It was not until the Emperor trapped the Golden Throne for mankind that he knew what great achievements his father was planning and how heavy the price he had paid.
Now, the emperor once again contributed himself to mankind, ascended the Black Throne and suffered more pain.
Let humans have internet channels.
On the platform of the Black Throne, everyone was quietly.
Now, the Lord of Humanity has returned and has a body again in the material world, able to accept meetings and convey information.
Then he will naturally re-rule the empire he created himself, and no one can disobey his orders.
Even Hope Primros Savior.
Whether ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later, the human empire and even all humans are ruled by the emperor.
This is unquestionable.
People were waiting for the Emperor's response, waiting for his instructions and arrangements for the Empire.
The emperor seemed a little tired, and his body trembled slightly under the entanglement of energy.
He endured the pain and returned to the Black Throne to sit down, overlooking the crowd below.
This Lord of Humanity is thinking.
Finally, the emperor spoke again: "The Empire... should indeed have new changes, but I am too tired and must resist the evil god of Chaos and any dangers from the sub-space on the throne.
Unable to remanage the empire.
I will appoint a Primarch as the ruler of the Empire, and he will handle all the affairs of the Empire from now on.
Whether it is the Imperial Guard, the Holy Terra, or any officials, governors, or warriors of the Empire, they must obey him.
He will clean up the end of the empire and lead mankind to glory..."
This is an extremely important adjustment and change.
Although after the return of the Extreme Principle Kiriman, he seized part of the power of the empire with his powerful power and attitude, and served as the regent of the empire.
Afterwards, the Savior of Hope Primross launched another struggle in the Holy Terra and seized greater power from the Supreme Lord.
But none of these have been truly agreed by the emperor, or they are forced by the current situation and allowed to go on their own.
Now, the Emperor has personally broken the political system he had built before and retrieved all power from the Supreme Lord and other primordials and high-level personnel.
Leave it to the Primrose and the new ruler of the Empire that he recognized.
That means that all the existence of opposing this decision will be regarded as a betrayal of the Emperor and an enemy of the Empire.
The emperor's thinking and words intermittently.
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at Khan of Scar. Afterwards, everyone looked at the White Scar Primrose in unison, shocked by the Emperor's decision.
The candidates they thought of were the Imperial Regent Kiriman and the Savior of the Hope Primrose.
But it is definitely not Scar Primrose. He has been lost in the Internet for too long to unite the human empire well.
? ? ?
"Father...father..."
Khan of the White Scar Placental faced everyone's eyes and widened his eyes.
He pointed at his nose with disbelief: "You mean... let me be the ruler of the empire?!"
His emotions were a little complicated.
On the one hand, I was excited about the emperor's recognition of himself, and on the other hand, I felt pressured.
Everyone knows that Khan does not want to be bound by royal power, and prefers to fight on the battlefield, otherwise he would not have abandoned the throne and followed the emperor on a grand expedition.
Could it be that my father became stupid or was influenced by the evil god of Chaos? !
Khan swallowed, not knowing whether he should agree to this matter.
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Just when he was struggling and wanted to make a difficult decision, he suddenly found that the emperor's hand moved again and swept to the side.
That's very obvious.
The White Scar Primrose blocked something, and now the emperor told him not to block the way.
Khan realized that his father was not referring to him.
He was in vain.
"Hmph, just give in."
The white scar primordial face collapsed a little, but he still made it aside, revealing the savior of Hope behind him.
The Savior was still sitting on the ground to rest and adjusting his condition.
It was not that he disrespected the emperor. The essence of the two and the two suns were placed together every day, and he looked up and saw him.
He also greeted him from time to time, gave the Emperor a subspace extraction device to pour out energy and provide great health care, and asked the mechanical goddess Xiaoling to occasionally accompany him to relieve his boredom.
If it weren't for the emperor to sit on the black toilet, the savior was almost the most caring and filial existence in the empire.
There is no meaning to do such a scene.
What's more, the battle of defense just now almost made my body collapse. If I didn't have a good rest and repair it, this body might have to fall to the ground and burp on the spot.
How embarrassing that?
While Ron was injecting himself with a panacea, he suddenly felt many eyes coming to him.
? ? ?
He looked up and found that everyone was looking at him.
Khan gestured in a manner, saying something, but the other party's voice had no spiritual energy attached to it, and it was a little hard to hear.
"What?
Old Khan, wait a moment. ”
Ron hit his neck again and hit a shot of a panacea pill before he finally recovered his hearing.
Afterwards, he learned about the current situation.
Ron did not have much surprise to the Emperor's choice. The Emperor had already entered another level and could not handle the affairs of the real universe.
His battlefield is in sub-space, and it is an endless high-dimensional war between gods.
If one person is to be chosen to rule the empire.
The only choice is to control the territory of the Savior and seize a lot of power in the Holy Terra.
Once you choose other existences, if the development route is different from that of yourself, it may cause new disputes.
No one can check or balance himself.
This time, the emperor not only chose himself as the ruler of the empire, but also recognized the route of development of the savior territory.
I believe that human beings should go to glory in that way.
Ron was very happy about this.
In this way, you are equivalent to "controlling the troops in the world", and you can transform and command the human empire without any obstacles and follow your own wishes.
Make the Empire great again!
He tried hard to support his body and stand up.
Everyone gave up a way and watched the savior step by step towards the Black Throne and towards the Emperor.
Ron came to the emperor and knelt on one knee.
At such moments, there must be serious rituals to take over that supreme power.
Gradually, hymns about the golden sun and the Savior sounded, and the shadows of angels flew in the sky and the rain fell.
The Emperor also worked hard to support his body to stand up from the throne and come to the Savior.
He showed the most gratifying smile in thousands of years, and seemed to have lifted a heavy burden.
The emperor's hands were closed, and he used the divine spirit to condense a brilliant crown, and then slowly put it on the head of the Savior.
He had great expectations and trust in his words:
"Savior, you kid...the future of empire and mankind will be in your hands.
I know you never disappointed me.
You will lead the empire to rise from the abyss and let humanity shine among the stars. ”
No matter how much blow and painful it has suffered, this Lord of Humanity has maintained a deep love for mankind as always.
The emperor always thought about how to get humanity out of suffering, even if it burns itself and gives everything.
For thousands of years, he has been in pain all the time, worried about the fate of mankind and regretted his failure, and could not see the hope of mankind's future.
However, the Savior or Ron appeared like this.
He saw new hope.
Perhaps this is the gift of fate to him and to mankind, and the universe has not abandoned mankind.
At this moment, he waited for too long.
From now on, the fate of mankind is no longer confused in the unknown, but has a certain path.
"I am willing to accept all this and accept this mission."
Ron wore the brilliant crown given by the emperor, accepted this supreme power, and took on the burden of human destiny.
He felt a little excited and felt a heavy responsibility.
From this moment on, I must be responsible for the fate of mankind, save all the suffering humans, and lead them to glory.
That's not easy.
But it's a promise, a good start.
The emperor controlled the tremor.
The existence pulled up the Hope Primarch Savior with a crown on his head, let him stand beside him, and then grabbed his hand and raised it high.
The two shine in the dazzling holy light.
The Emperor's firm voice echoed in this area:
"Everyone...and the Empire, from now on, begin to be loyal to your only ruler!"
In an instant, both the imperial guards, the soldiers of the empire, and the saviors knelt down on one knee.
They chose to be loyal to the savior of the Hope Primarch and the new ruler of the Empire.
Khan of Scar hesitated for a moment and returned home on one knee.
At such a solemn and sacred moment, as the Primarch of the Empire and the Emperor's son, he must also express his opinion.
In fact, Khan was very satisfied with the choice made by his father, letting the Primros Savior and his close brother Ron serve as rulers.
It is undoubtedly the best choice.
He even felt that such an arrangement was better than during the Great Expedition, at least the Primrose brothers would not fight or fight for power or profit because of various gaps.
More importantly, the Ron brothers are generous and generous enough.
He was able to bring a rich logistics supply to the army, the strongest vehicles, the most powerful cannons, warships, and endless ammunition.
Let yourself fight without any scruples.
The White Scar Primrose is already looking forward to the empire under the leadership of the Savior to embark on a grand expedition that is not inferior to the Great Crusade, expelling all heresy and aliens, and recapturing the entire galaxy.
In the entire Black Throne area, except for the Emperor and the Savior, everyone kneeled down.
They shouted the name of the Savior and swore allegiance.
This influence is not only in this area. With the blessing of the emperor's huge holy spiritual energy, the picture of the savior wearing a brilliant crown was transmitted to the Galaxy and subspace in the form of a psychic illusion.
Especially the territory of the empire.
Many living saints, state priests, silent nuns, devout believers, etc., all sensed miracles in the dark and saw this shocking scene in the form of spiritual vision.
I also received an oracle from the Emperor - Hope the Savior of the Primrose will become the only ruler of the Empire.
This will be the biggest change in the human empire in ten thousand years.
at the same time.
Holy Terra, the private bedroom of the sanctuary of the living saints.
The silver-haired angel San Celestin was wearing a white robe and lazily hugging the big white bear, which further set off his fair and flawless skin and exquisite curves.
She was thinking about someone else.
"Emperor!"
Suddenly, in the form of spiritual vision, she saw the savior and his body wearing a brilliant crown, and her eyes widened...
(This chapter ends)