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Sitting on the throne, Robert Guilliman showed a hint of melancholy and sadness.

He sighed silently and closed his eyes, showing unimaginable pain.

"Why are you looking so sad? Be happy, you can get up after sleeping for ten thousand years, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

Duanmu Huai sat next to him, tasting Macragge's specialty pastries while looking at Guilliman with a smile. The latter smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Ten thousand years have passed, look what they have become, and we ourselves are the same - blind faith, ignorance, suffering, decadence. All of these are prevalent in the name of a god. Ironically, this The 'god' himself has always hated this title."

"Sometimes what you think is not important, but what others think of you is important. I think you may not have thought about it. In the eyes of the Ultramarines, you are no different from a god."

Guilliman stood up silently and looked at the battle flags and paintings on the wall with a look of pain on his face.

"We failed, Father. He failed his sons, and we failed him. Our arrogance and vanity made the Empire what it is today, and we failed humanity—didn't Horus declare his intention to ascend to the gods, and Did he use this as an excuse to launch the rebellion? Wouldn’t the state of the empire be met with gloating ridicule?”

"I don't know whether Horus smiled or not. Anyway, I know that Lorgar must have laughed miserably. After all, his Book of Holy Words is now the official reading book of the state religion."

Duanmuhuai silently stabbed Guilliman in the back.

"Also, your Codex Astartes has also been included in the required reading list for Space Marines. What do you think of this?"

"absurd."

Guilliman finally broke through the defense at this moment.

"Why am I still alive! I gave everything I had to my father, to the Empire. Look what they have done to our dreams now! There is no trace left in the bloated, corrupt body of the Empire. The shadows of reason and hope, only fear, hatred and ignorance keep this corpse alive! Even if we are all buried in the fire of Horus' ambition, it is better than living to see it all!"

Duanmuhuai didn't speak. Of course he understood what Guilliman meant, but this did not represent the original body's despair. On the contrary, his anger was burning with the radiance of hope.

Guilliman turned his head, looked at Duanmuhuai, and asked slowly.

"Who are you?"

"I thought I had already explained it to you."

Duanmu Huai spread his hands.

"I am Duan Muhuai, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition. What other answers do you want?"

"You should understand that's not what I meant."

Guilliman stared at Duanmu Huai. His memory seemed to be stuck ten thousand years ago. Because of this, the man in front of him who had not changed at all from his memory made Guilliman even more suspicious.

"So what do you want to know?"

"all of these."

Guilliman stared at Duanmuhuai.

"I originally suggested that the Empire create an Inquisition, just hoping to give the Gray Knights a home and allow the Empire to have a dedicated anti-demon department. But now, I know that this does not seem to be that simple."

Guilliman is not an idiot. After waking up, he absorbed a lot of knowledge about this era, so he naturally understood the deeds of the Inquisition.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you for the copyright fee yet...forget it, it doesn't matter."

Duanmu Huai swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, then stood up and walked to Guilliman's side, extending his hand.

"Here, grab it."

"…………"

Staring at Duanmu Huai's open palm, Guilliman was silent for a moment, then he stretched out his hand and took it.

The next moment, Guilliman felt his eyes blur, and then everything in front of him changed.

The original magnificent throne room disappeared, replaced by a huge metal square and church suspended in the endless starry sky. In front of his eyes, there was a huge star. Countless rays of light flowed towards the star like a river, and then disappeared into it.

"Welcome to the Tribunal, or in other words, my divine domain."

Duanmuhuai clapped his hands, and Guilliman turned his head and looked at him in disbelief.

"you are God?"

"Isn't it weird? Isn't it the same with that old piece of bacon? It's just that I'm on the side of humans. I guess you haven't considered this."

"I do not understand……………"

"Okay, I can explain it to you, but I'm not sure how much you can understand... After all, my eloquence is not very good... Forget it, let's just forget it."

As he spoke, Duanmuhuai explained to Guilliman about his situation, including the distant future, the situation of the Tribunal, his power as the God of Destruction, and the various effects that the power of destruction can bring... ………

"So, the power of the Inquisition to kill demons actually comes from you?"

"That's right."

Duanmuhuai snapped his fingers and pointed to the Milky Way surrounding the star.

"Actually, strictly speaking, it is not about killing, but after they destroy the demons, my divine power of destruction will force them to my divine domain, and then stuff them in and burn them. In this way, they will no longer be able to continue in Rebirth in the subspace, from this perspective, can be regarded as killing the devil. "

"And those who believe in the Tribunal will have their souls return to the Tribunal after death?"

"I think this is normal."

Duanmu Huai shrugged.

"I am not a good person. They used my power, so they have to pay the price. Or I am generous enough to collect the price only after they die. At least I will not be like those demons, who exploit these unfortunate people when they are alive."

"Then what about their souls?"

"If they are eager to continue fighting, I will clean them up and let them continue to fight to eliminate the enemies of mankind. If they have had enough of all this..."

Duanmu Huai said, pointing to the star again.

"They will also enjoy a complete death."

"You destroyed their souls!"

"I don't think there is anything wrong with this."

Duanmu Huai shrugged.

"When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. Indeed, although I admit that many gods will choose to let those souls stay in the divine domain to serve them, I am not interested in this. The power brought by their burning souls is more useful to me than serving me. And they are already dead, aren't they? I think in this world, a clean and tidy death is already a kind of mercy."

"……………………"

Guilliman fell into silence. He thought of the nightmare-like rebellion. He saw his brothers and their children fall into darkness and evil with his own eyes. Their souls were tainted and their bodies were twisted. From this perspective, the eternal extinction of the soul is indeed a kind of mercy.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. Look, the Emperor didn't object, did he?"

"I, I don't understand..."

Guilliman shook his head.

"Why would he allow such a thing to happen?"

"Or, he even hopes that I can help him share his faith."

"Huh?"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's ridicule, Guilliman was stunned for a moment. He looked at Duanmu Huai in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's very simple. Do you know the history of the Evil of Obsession and the Eldar?"

"I know a little bit..."

"The Evil of Obsession is a god born from the chaotic desires of the Eldar. When it was born, it absorbed most of the souls of the Eldar. Only one in ten Eldar survived. Why is this so? Because it is the Eldar, and the Eldar are it. So when the Evil of Obsession completely ascends to godhood, it is the time when those believers give their souls and lives to their gods."

Duanmu Huai spread his hands.

"You have to know that before this, the number of Eldar was very large. How many? More than the greenskins! But after the birth of the Evil of Obsession? You can see that there are only two or three kittens left in the Eldar now. They are almost becoming protected animals in the Milky Way. Although from my point of view, I would rather see these hybrids extinct."

"So, what you mean is............"

Guilliman is not stupid. Duanmu Huai has said this. How could he not understand what the other party means?

"Yes, just like the relationship between the Obsession and the Eldar, the Emperor is also like this. Now he is at the boundary between humans and gods. Once the Emperor becomes a god, humans will replicate the scene of the Eldar. Those humans who believe in the Emperor devoutly will be completely destroyed like the Eldar, and their souls will become the nourishment for the Emperor to ascend to godhood. This is why the Emperor has always denied that he is a god - unfortunately, his methods are not very clever."

"Is this why my father ordered me to destroy the Perfect City?"

"Yes, in his view, this kind of belief is equivalent to dragging him all the way to the road of human extinction."

"But... I don't understand."

Guilliman frowned.

"Why, why didn't he say anything? Didn't he tell us anything? If we knew all this..."

"Who knows? So you see, that guy is just a person, a riddle man. What I hate most is this kind of bastard who speaks half of his words. Facts have also proved that he is not an omniscient and perfect god. If he were that kind of god, you wouldn't be scattered to various planets, the Great Crusade wouldn't fail, and the Empire wouldn't become like this... So in the final analysis, he is still stupid."

Duanmu Huai curled his lips.

"It's like this, but no matter what, without the Emperor and the Primarch, mankind has lived like this for ten thousand years. And now you don't have to worry about the Emperor becoming a god for the time being. After all, there are still many people in the Empire who believe in the Inquisition. At least I am much better than that guy who only eats and doesn't work. With me to divert his beliefs, even if something happens, mankind will not be completely extinct."

Duanmu Huai said this and sighed silently.

In fact, he has almost figured out some things.

For example, why did so many humans survive after the disaster? Even if the empire was destroyed and the black hole plan was implemented, humans did not die together... Well, forget it, it's useless to think about it now.

Duanmu Huai snapped his fingers again, and then the two returned to Guilliman's throne room. The latter stared at Duanmu Huai and smiled bitterly after a moment.

"Now it seems that I have no choice?"

"Of course you have a choice."

Duanmu Huai sat back on the sofa again and poured himself another cup of tea.

"It's just that you have made a choice."

Then, he stared at Guilliman and spoke.