He was the strongest Psyker in human history, the strongest protector.
He once delved deep into the Warp, seizing the authority of the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods, and obtaining the power of the Chaos Eight-Pointed Star.
He became a man who, with a mortal body, could fight against gods, earn the awe of the Aeldari, and even make the Necron feel insane.
He is the Emperor, the Emperor of Mankind, the Scourge of Chaos, the absolute leader of the Imperium, the All-Father, the Golden King, the omnissiah, Big E, the Xenos Terminator, the Ancestor, the Outsider.
So numerous are his names,
So glorious are his deeds,
that no human could ever stand beside him.
Nourished by the Tree of Life, the Emperor slowly opened his eyes. The moment he officially awoke on the Golden Throne,
throughout the entire Imperium, countless Ecclesiarchy shrines simultaneously erupted with beams of light, shooting towards the sky.
Countless The Great Angels appeared, flapping their wings, singing and praising in ancient melodies.
Their previous forms were terrifying, with ferocious faces,
enough to be the boss in any horror movie.
As faith was purified and human civilization returned to its proper course,
these The Great Angels regained their beautiful and benevolent appearance.
Each one was incredibly cute, fair-skinned, tender, and chubby,
making one want to take them home.
After ten thousand years of slumber, ten thousand years of torment, the Emperor returned with the help of Alex and his many children.
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This also signified the arrival of the Final War.
Humanity versus the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods, the material realm versus the immaterial realm; both sides would determine the true victor.
Whoever wins will gain dominion over the galaxy.
He stood at the highest point of the Golden Throne, looking down at his children and subjects.
Everyone spontaneously knelt,
Primarchs, Custodians, priests, Martian Tech-Priests, and so on,
everyone knelt in reverence.
Except for the players and Alex; they simply watched from the side, even cracking jokes.
"What a magnificent physique, his muscles must be huge and hard, I really want to touch them."
Little Alpaca looked at the Emperor with a shy expression, a veritable Tokyo pervert.
A string of black lines appeared on Alex's forehead, who stood beside the Throne.
Does it have to be this outrageous, sister?
Complaints aside, there was nothing Alex could do.
The Emperor's power was already so immense that the Reality universe could not contain his existence.
For this, there had to be an anchor point.
And Alex was that anchor point.
He diverted the Emperor's power, maintaining the concept of the Emperor's existence, allowing him to appear in the Reality universe in his complete form.
Therefore, he couldn't move freely,
and could only watch these players make outrageous moves and utter outrageous remarks.
"So golden, so cute, I want to feed him."
"I also want to raise an Emperor, the cute kind."
"Let's have a pet system in the future. I'll raise The Great Angels and the Emperor, both golden and adorable."
Little Fish also nodded in agreement.
The Emperor's mouth twitched slightly.
Although he had a certain immunity to the existence of these high-dimensional players,
their occasional outrageous remarks still made him feel a momentary blackout.
"What a majestic figure!" The Warmaster also drooled, "He looks so safe and secure."
"You're a man!" Yuzu Jiang retorted, "Your words make me question your sexual orientation."
"It's an era of gender equality now. Men also need a sense of security, okay?"
"Speaking of which, we should send you to fight Nurgle, let those fat guys' tentacles grope you all over."
The Warmaster protested.
"You're absolutely perverted!" Yuzu Jiang gave the Warmaster the middle finger, "You won't find any girls who like you like this in Reality."
"But I was just confessed to yesterday." The Warmaster shrugged helplessly, "No choice, good modeling is popular."
"Which woman is so blind as to confess to an insensitive guy like you?" Gray Bao'er interjected.
At these words, Meng Zhu's face instantly darkened.
She and the Warmaster were students at the same academy.
And, unfortunately, she was the one who confessed.
She couldn't be blamed for this; who could refuse a man who was strong, resilient, and responsible?
His only flaw was that his mind was like a rock,
he simply didn't understand hints.
Before Meng Zhu could react, someone broke the moment.
"Such an important plot, are you all so unserious?"
Old Bird, who had been missing for a long time, appeared before everyone, surprising them.
During this time, Old Bird had been busy with the research institute and rarely went on adventures with them.
Now, suddenly popping up, he startled the Warmaster and the others.
"I thought you were missing!" the Warmaster grumbled, "You didn't even come when we fought Nurgle and Slaanesh."
"You didn't see how awesome I was then, one sword, one Lesser Daemon, making them cry for their daddies and mamas. At that time, I regretted not bringing background music; how lonely it is to be invincible."
"Swimming in a cesspool is just swimming in a cesspool, not 'how lonely it is to be invincible'!" Yuzu Jiang said.
"Uh, you should talk less." Meng Zhu said irritably.
"I encountered some problems in Reality. I didn't even make it to the celebration banquet for the successful completion of the South Heaven Gate before entering the game for the festivities."
Old Bird's words made the surrounding players' eyes widen.
They had indeed seen the news of the successful completion of the South Heaven Gate some time ago,
and were amazed at how fast the nation's technology was developing, like flying a plane.
They didn't expect that a participant was among them.
"That's amazing!" Tenjiro said, "You're my idol, Old Bird."
"Idol +1"
"+1"
"+10086."
"Awesome, no need to say more."
"You all better be quiet, the plot is about to begin." Old Bird said, "Recently, the official side has been continuously releasing internal beta slots, and currently, online players have exceeded ten million, all concentrated on the Moro Battlefield."
"Now that the Emperor has awakened, the final decisive battle is about to begin."
"Haha, I've already fused nineteen fragments of law. Punching Nurgle, the Plague God, and kicking Tzeentch, the old man, is no longer a challenge." The Warmaster said confidently, "My greatsword is already thirsting for battle. I will invade the Warp and seize the thrones of the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods."
"Nineteen fragments of law? Where did you get those fragments of law?" Twisted person, beside him, looked curious.
"I got some from killing the gods of those minor civilizations before, and more when I invaded the Garden of Nurgle and Slaanesh's realm." The Warmaster explained, "I've fused them all. Now I feel infinitely close to a Primarch."
"When are we having a grand birthday celebration to open the Guide's eyes?" Wrist Bro asked.
Alex, standing next to the Throne:
"......"
No!!
I'm so good to you guys? And you're still thinking of giving me a grand birthday celebration??
No choice, once the big decisive battle is over, I'll release a dungeon system.
Otherwise, if these guys are cooped up for too long, they might actually throw a grand birthday celebration and it'll be over.
The Emperor stretched out his hand, and surging faith and psychic power churned within his body. A powerful light burst out, piercing through the ceiling of the Throne Room,
and shot towards the firmament.
Countless gods in the galaxy also radiated powerful light like the sun.
The people of Reality, and even the people of the entire Imperium, devoutly knelt on one knee, welcoming their King of Kings.
A grand voice permeated the air, repeating and overlapping, as if countless beings were shouting the same name.
"King of Kings, Emperor of Mankind."
"In the name of the Emperor of Mankind, I command you to return." The Emperor spoke, his voice transcending time and space.
In ancient, primitive times,
a boy holding his father's skull killed his uncle, completing his revenge.
He looked up at the sky as if sensing something, his eyes turning golden,
and repeated the words.
"In the name of the Emperor of Mankind, I command you to return."
In the first city-state built by humanity, the first human monarch sat on his throne, presiding over the judgment of a prisoner below.
He used the first legal code he had compiled to pronounce the death sentence on the prisoner. After the traitor was dragged away, the monarch closed his eyes, and when he reopened them, they had turned golden.
"In the name of the Emperor of Mankind, I command you to return."
In addition, at the Tower of Babel, at the coronation ceremony of humanity's first unified emperor, at the Passion of Jesus, various roles once played by the Emperor opened their eyes at their respective historical moments.
Without exception, all turned golden, and they uniformly uttered the same words.
"In the name of the Emperor of Mankind, I command you to return."
"In the name of the Emperor of Mankind, I command you to return."
The voice permeated the entire timeline of human civilization,
Subsequently, the timeline of human civilization disappeared, with only the Emperor's voice echoing.
The Final War began. To prevent the Chaos Gods from causing trouble using the timeline, the Emperor directly collapsed the past into the present.
The timeline completely disappeared.
Only by defeating the Emperor and humanity in the present could humanity possibly be destroyed; otherwise, even erasing the past would be futile.
One by one, light holes appeared in the Throne Room, and the heroes who should have been utterly destroyed returned.
The first was an elder, holding a scepter with a burning Aquila.
As soon as he stepped out, he saluted the Emperor.
"My Eternal Lord, my Ancient King."
This elder was naturally Malcador.
The Emperor nodded with a cold expression, no longer as human as when he spoke through a speaker.
Of course, this was merely an appearance.
If one were to eavesdrop on the Emperor and Malcador's telepathic conversation, they would discover that these two were not good people either.
"Ah, finally back. This is a sure win, right?"
"Absolutely. This time I'm going to beat those four bastards until they shit themselves, then beat them into their own shit."
"Nurgle, the Plague God, might not care much about feces or urine."
"Then I'll use a high-pressure disinfectant spray gun to wash him sparkling clean, then lock him in a sterile cell, making him cry out in despair as he looks at his clean, sterile body."
Alex:
"......"
If it really comes to it, you two should also get player identities.
After a brief conversation, Malcador stood behind the Emperor.
Next was the Emperor's first Warmaster, Oll, who was torn into a mist of blood by Horus during the climactic battle of the Horus Heresy while protecting the Emperor.
Alivia Sureka, who lost her eternal life during the Horus Heresy to revive Malcador.
Zhentia Kholer, the Soulless Queen, who was killed by Khârn during the fall of the Lion's Gate spaceport.
Ollanius Piers, the High-Land Phalanx soldier, who faced Angron during the fall of the Lion's Gate and was killed by Angron.
Skitarii Processing Unit-7Y1, who assisted in defending the Imperial Palace on Reality, a renowned sage and friend of Arkhan Land, died after the fall of the Eternal Wall.
Shen Kai, a servant of the Ninth Legion, serving the Sorrowful Messenger, Zephon, died after the fall of the Eternal Wall.
One after another, countless more.
Those who had departed, those who had fallen in battle, those who had been destroyed, those who had been devoured.
At the Emperor's call, these individuals returned once more to fight this Final War for humanity.
Ferrus also returned, clad in battle armor, wielding a massive hammer, stepping forward slowly.
Behind him was the organized Cursed Legion, boundless and endless. Those warriors who had sacrificed in the Emperor's name, who had fought to their last breath in the Emperor's name, they had returned.
Ferrus silently returned to the ranks of the Primarchs.
"It is time."
The Emperor stepped to the edge of the Golden Throne.
"For ages, the Warp has been invading, encroaching upon the living space of the Reality universe, but now, the time has come for all to be settled. We must let them know that humanity is not the weak races of the past. We are united, we are immensely powerful. The galaxy, and indeed the entire universe, shall tremble beneath our feet."
The Emperor drew his sword, and golden flames blazed fiercely.
His body shone as brightly and brilliantly as the sun, dazzling beyond compare, radiating endless light.
He illuminated the entire galaxy; no matter where they were, no matter what they were doing, every human saw the Emperor's figure.
His will and power broke the shackles of time and space.
"Let war descend, let the galaxy burn, humanity shall achieve victory."
"Advance the troops, victory is certain!"
As his voice fell, the shouts were deafening.
In the Sol System, the completed megastructures were simultaneously activated, emitting terrifying roars, and then, they all burst forth with brilliant light.
Previously, Alex had instructed the Fabricator-General of Mars to construct megastructures.
These megastructures were not merely wonders; they also served various purposes. When combined, they formed a giant lighthouse capable of teleporting Imperial forces to designated areas.
A teleportation beyond anyone's imagination began.
Countless Imperial warriors joined the battlefield, and then the Emperor also stepped into the battlefield.
The moment Horus saw his father, he charged forward.
"Let us fight again, Horus." Sanguinius charged towards Horus.
"This is a foolish decision." Horus wielded Worldbreaker, meeting his resurrected brother in battle.
Worldbreaker and Horus's Claw were both Horus's equipment. Blessed by the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods, they possessed immense power.
After the Horus Heresy, they fell into Abaddon's hands.
But now, Horus had been brought back from the past by the combined efforts of the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods, and these two divine artifacts returned to Horus's hands.
This process didn't even require Abaddon's consent.
The divine artifacts automatically dissipated from him and reappeared on Horus.
The two Primarchs once again erupted into a heaven-shaking battle.
Unlike in the past, Sanguinius had also received blessings.
At this moment, he possessed both the power of faith and the Emperor's blessing, as well as cutting-edge equipment crafted for him by Alex.
Combined, he was in no way inferior to Horus.
The two Primarchs engaged in a fierce battle, and the terrifying aftershocks shattered space and time, tearing open rifts of immense horror.