Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light - Chapter 316 Forty-three Years of the Human Empire

“are you crazy!”

Mortarion threw the black silk in his hand onto the stone table.

Can you tell me how to wash these socks so they don’t break? !

I really have had enough of this day!

He was captured and thrown into this place by the alien warlord overlord who looked like a big crab when he was just born.

He wouldn’t call that guy his adoptive father.

Because apart from the initial meeting, he never saw the other person at all after that. Instead, he had more contact with another midnight businessman.

Mortarion had no idea that he would be domestically abused and enslaved by the alien warlord overlord in the original timeline to the point where he would have a strong psychological shadow.

The reason why I didn’t experience this in this life is because the Midnight Merchant randomly grabbed an alien somewhere in Barbarus and turned it into the appearance of Mortarion, and then opened a bridge on the bridge door from the alien warlord overlord to Rapunzel Tower. Teleport.

Whenever the Alien Warlord Overlord goes to find Mortarion, what he sees is a copycat version of Mortarion.

It should even be grateful!

Because the one Nurgle saw in Chaos and kept whispering to him was also a copycat version of Mortarion, the two received the same treatment.

As for the copycat version of Mortarion, the mysophobic Barbarus alien that Rasta caught at random, he was almost stupid.

Just when the naughty boy Mortarion felt that he had been inhumanly abused, white mist began to fill the Rapunzel Tower.

The naughty boy was so frightened that he immediately picked up the black silk.

There is no other meaning. The main reason is that this midnight businessman is too wicked and he is afraid!

In the pale mist, the figure of a two-meter-tall midnight businessman slowly emerged.

When the fog cleared, Rasta jumped down and kicked off the box for his feet.

“Did it happen again? You are quite worthless.”

Rasta glanced at Fulgri…

Ahem, I looked at the clothes I found somewhere and felt that the ceremony for Mortarion was almost done.

Mortarion himself was attracted by Nurgle and was cursed by fate to turn into a smelly canned demon prince. Rasta simply asked Mortarion to clean the tower and wash clothes all day long.

In order to make Mortarion’s ritual more reasonable, Rasta obtained the clothing of a god who had become a god and added it to it.

After four hundred and forty-four days of continuous washing, Mortarion’s ritual of never harboring dirt or evil was almost completed.

Now his face is no longer pale, he is quite healthy, and he is not so tall and thin.

Mortarion was trembling with anger: “I doubt that this thing will break if you talk about it casually! Who invented this? Who likes it? This kind of thing should not exist in the world! I will burn that invention that has no use. Extremely poor quality socks guy!”

Raste couldn’t tell for a moment whether Mortarion’s speech was biased towards the Empire or towards Chaos.

He tried to argue: “Actually, there is someone I really like…”

“who?!”

Mortarion gritted his teeth angrily.

“He breaks your legs, then puts a pair of crutches in you to ask if you are convinced. If you are not convinced, he breaks your hands, puts a robotic arm on you, and tells you that you can’t survive without him!”

It’s self-evident who Rasta is talking about. As for what the Emperor did to Mortarion, this sentence can almost be explained.

I’ll take away what’s yours, and then I’ll give you a semblance of it, and you still have to sing my praises!

This made the naughty boy Mortarion look at the Emperor as if he were a Primarch dealer robbing someone on the roadside.

So in order to get back what belongs to him, and coupled with the whispering pollution of Nurgle in the original timeline, the naughty kid participated in the birthday celebration on the spot.

He’s just a kid and he just wants his stuff back. What’s wrong with him?

Later, when the emperor sat on the golden toilet, he didn’t know whether it was because of constipation or diarrhea. Anyway, he suddenly opened up the Ren and Du channels, and after reflecting on what he had done wrong, he felt that Mortarion could still be saved, but what about his mouth? Anyway, I won’t admit that I did something wrong.

I’m not a god and I’m right, the Emperor passed it on to Guilliman and Magnus respectively, and thus the psionic Muggle and the most powerful psionic original were born.

“Where is that old thing? How does he use it?”

Mortarion, this naughty boy, wants to go over and ask what is so attractive about this black stockings?

“Put on a hood, and then go rob him so that no one can recognize him. As for where he is, I can only say it’s a bit far away.”

Rasta told how the Emperor used it when he was alone, but did not tell how the Emperor and Lao Ma used it when they were in Ancient Terra.

“What did you bring me to eat this time?”

Mortarion couldn’t even get out of the tower, let alone go far away, so he immediately changed the topic to other places.

“There’s roast duck! Do you want sweet noodle sauce? Lotus leaf pancakes, and this chili noodles.”

Rasta retrieved the box that he had kicked open, and after opening it, an extra-large roast duck was revealed.

“Is there something wrong with your roast duck…”

Mortarion looked around and counted two heads!

“Okay, okay! The two-headed roast duck is a special dish and nutritious! I was originally going to shoot a blue-skinned one, but the blue one looks a bit nauseating.”

Rasta couldn’t say that he had just returned from hunting in the Well of Eternity.

Mortarion looked at the roast duck and said something incomprehensible.

“What makes me think I’ve seen this somewhere?”

It was difficult for Rasta to answer the question. Mortarion probably remembered the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle, not Carlos.

Putting a large bucket of vegetable juice and after-dinner snacks in front of Mortarion, Rasta quietly watched Mortarion eat his meal.

Rasta didn’t know whether Kalos was delicious or not, but Mortarion ate vigorously.

After drinking the vegetable juice, Mortarion first took two calcium tablets and vitamins, then frowned and looked at the snacks after the meal.

“Can I not eat this?”

There is a saying that every time Mortarion eats this snack, he will lose consciousness in pain.

“Eat! You must eat! You must eat twice as much this time!”

“Why?”

“I’m leaving. This is the last time I’ll see you.”

“But you promised me you would help me get out of here…”

“You could have left here long ago, smashed the high wall over there with one punch and jumped off. This height and the density of the planet’s soil are no different to you than jumping on the sofa.”

Raste counted the light elements as he spoke. This was his last gift to Mortarion.

The naughty boy Mortarion was disappointed, but he obediently ate his after-dinner snacks.

The pain of the past didn’t seem so strong before this parting.

After throwing a large bag of light elements to Mortarion, Rasta threw him a collection of Death Guard photo albums.

“You have more people who deserve to be cherished. Remember, you will always be the captain of the Empire’s Fourteenth Legion!”

After saying these words, Rasta opened the door of ashes and left.

Mortarion burst into tears as he ate.

After eating, it took him a while to digest the fragments of the god’s spine.

Then, he turned to look at the bridge gate of the tower.

He is now going to get angry at the guy who captured him and locked him up here for so many years!

fear? He hasn’t been influenced by that guy a few times!

Mortarion tore open the metal door like a phoenix’s black silk, walked straight out of the tower, and came to the bridge that was an unknown number of meters above the ground, where the wind was howling.

Mortarion, who was finally free, felt a little disgusted by the various creeps growing on the bridge.

He controlled the psychic energy as if using his own hands and burned these filthy things clean.

I don’t know if it was metal or stone. The bridge immediately heated up.

The high temperature of a few hundred degrees only made Mortarion feel a little warmer.

Mortarion took out the diary and found what he thought his adoptive father, the Midnight Merchant, had said.

“The guy who imprisoned you regards you as his adopted son and likes domestic violence very much…”

Thinking of this, Mortarion began to run wildly. He smashed the portal on the other side of the bridge, smashed the walls, and after crushing countless aliens, he saw the strange seven-legged alien warlord overlord.

The alien warlord overlord looked at the sand table in front of him that had become a pile of garbage, and then at the young Mortarion who looked like a humanoid Titan, and fell into deep thought.

“It’s domestic violence time!”

Mortarion would not give it a chance to meditate!

He raised his fist and began to greet his adoptive father’s face in the original timeline! Looks like the Chosen of Khorne…

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Dividing line—

Forty-one years before the creation of the world, the Emperor recovered Fulgrim, the primarch who had become a god, in Chemos.

Forty years before the creation of the world, Luojia obtained permission to reveal the truth of the Emperor and built the glorious city of humanity on forty-four planets.

In the thirty-nine years before the creation of the world, the alien dynasty of Zhanning was destroyed. Morn and Alpharius teamed up to kill the unknown creature who combined the ancient saint and the Star God.

In the same year, the Emperor arrived in the Broken World and began to hesitate whether to act out the drama of being strangled. He tried it, but he regretted it. The Primarchs next to him would only cheer him on, but no one came forward to help. Such wickedness reminded the Emperor of an old god who had disappeared for several years.

Thirty-eight years before the founding of the world, the Webway project was completed, and Trazin was cordially invited by the Emperor to participate in the ribbon-cutting.

The Empire returned Commorragh and acquired three more extradimensional cities from the Eldar.

The empire began to have faster and safer means of long-distance navigation.

In the thirty-seventh year of the first year of creation, Sanguinius returned to the Empire. In the same year, Sanguinius was listed as the Crown Prince of the Empire and began to be trained by Emperor II.

Thirty-six years before the first year of creation, the Human Empire began to contact the Ran Dan Alien Empire, and discovered five suspected original bodies that were at war with the Ran Dan Alien Empire!

As for why there are five, it’s because one of them, Macabaka, indeed held the template of the original body, but he didn’t match the number. The Emperor adopted him as his son and assigned him to the Eleventh Legion, making him the first Eleven Primarchs.

Twenty-seven years before the first year of creation, the Ran Dan Alien Empire was destroyed, the human empire began to stop expanding, and the subspace became increasingly silent.

In the twenty-sixth year of the first year of creation, Pebolatu returned.

Twenty-four years before the founding, Chagatai Khan and Nocturne returned!

Twenty years before the creation of the world, Rogal Dorn returned.

Eighteen years before the creation of the world, Mortarion returned.

Ten years before the first year of creation, the Emperor arrived in Macragge and Guilliman returned. The Emperor met alone with the creation angel Angron, the son of light and lust. A few minutes later, the Emperor led his imperial army and left Macragge. Raghu.

Nine years before the creation of the world, the Empire stopped all external expansion. In the same year, Konrad Curze and Magnus returned.

For the next eight years, both the Primarch and the Emperor would often hear the barking of dogs coming from nowhere.

While most of the Imperium of Man is peaceful, the sociopathic lunatic causing hemiplegia on the skull mountain is literally going crazy.

On the eve of the first year of creation, the Empire held a grand military parade in the most sacred star system in the Sun Sector.

The Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, led the future Second Emperor Sanguinius out. Except for the original Primarchs of the Second Legion and the Eleventh Legion whose information is unknown, even the World Eaters temporarily welcomed back their Primarchs. ——A giant dragon as huge as a celestial body.

The World-Eating Dragon manipulates gravity, light, and space, demonstrating its unparalleled power to the Emperor as if forcing him into the palace.

Several Primarchs challenged the World-Eating Dragon on behalf of the Emperor, not including the most powerful Vorkan.

This small friction quickly passed, and the Primarchs looked at the other seat next to the Emperor in despair. It was pale and empty.

The Eldar envoys, led by the new gods of the Eldar, came to participate in the military parade, and the Human Empire and the Eldar formally signed a non-aggression treaty.

I wonder if the aliens sandwiched between the two empires have slowly raised a question mark.

After the military parade, the magnificent Sixteenth Primarch was suffering from a headache.

“Fulgrim, I am not what you like now!”

The big bald head felt extremely headache for the three princesses around him.

Horus was now sacrificing everything he had to himself.

He wanted to completely cut off everything about this body.

He felt the curse of fate that he was going to die.

It is clear that the empire has reached an unprecedented height, and the emperor and brothers are surrounding him.

He didn’t know why he would die under such circumstances, but he was only one step away from becoming a god, and the future he saw was fixed.

Fortunately, his godfather prepared the means for him to deal with all this.

The relationship between the Third Princess and the Sixteenth Sister is so messed up that other Primarchs dare not even look at it, it’s so messy!

In other words, Ferus has to sleep for hundreds of years, otherwise it will be even more chaotic!

“Horus, the moment of destiny has arrived, I can see it clearly!”

Fulgrim needs to be a good wolf protector.

Loken did not speak harshly to Fulgrim this time, because he knew that his power was too weak.

Although in the beginning, he could barely reach the level of the original body with Fulgrim through the power of the fragments of the main god, but after Fulgrim became a god, everything became empty talk.

“Some people say that the reason why the Godfather did not come is because He made a promise not to meet or even come into contact with Sanguinius…”

Horus, who refused to persuade Fulgrim to leave, used an excuse to suppress the strong uneasiness in his heart.

Every Primarch guessed that the Godfather was in bad shape, but no one wanted to believe it.

Their godfather is omniscient and omnipotent!

But every Primarch who has become a god, or even one who is close to becoming a god, has felt a certain message conveyed by Chaos.

That message is—Light Desire is injured!

This made the Primarchs extremely uneasy.

They don’t want to believe this fact.

Because no one can help Light Desire, he is too powerful, which also results in the powerlessness of the primarchs he once took care of.

The Emperor revealed that even if he had the power to repair the universe, it would be impossible to heal Rasta’s injuries. His personality was above the universe, but he was really not good at creation.

Not being good at creating these five words definitely shocked the original bodies.

Fulgrim and Loken fell into deep thought in the face of Horus’s self-deception.

At this moment Sanguinius fluttered his wings and flew towards him.

“Father is leaving and he has something to say to us.”