Chapter 277: Catachan entrusted me with this task, you should do your best!
Seeing Hogg disappear before his eyes, the severely injured Emperor could no longer hold on. He could only use his last bit of strength to reach the already ruined Catachan.

Looking at the devastated planet and casually throwing away the three primarchs he had captured, the Emperor felt physically and mentally exhausted for the first time. He didn't know how to face Hogg's descendants.

At the last moment, in order to save the remaining Primarchs, the Emperor chose to rush into the Warp even though he knew that Hogg could not defeat the evil god at all.

But even though the Emperor believed himself to be incomparable, he was no match for the two evil gods. He only managed to recapture three of the seven Primarchs, and even then he was half-crippled.

And when it came to the final fight for Magnus, he couldn't believe that his stupid son was actually kneeling there, looking like an ostrich.

At this critical moment, seeing that he had no chance of survival, Magnus threw out the Frostmourne he had been holding tightly in his hand and chose to self-destruct on the spot.

It was Xiao Ma's explosion that barely stopped the evil god's steps, allowing Old Man Huang, who was only breathing his last breath, to successfully escape from the subspace with the three Primarchs.

Upon arriving here, the Emperor sitting on Dreadnought sighed. He never expected that his most arrogant and conceited offspring would help him at the last moment.

"Little Pony, Little Pony! Why are you so depressed? How can I face your offspring?"

With an excited expression, the emperor spat out another mouthful of blood, and completely collapsed on Fearless, staring blankly at the broken sky.

But before the Emperor could think more, the Warp portal opened again, but this time it was not the Chaos Army that came, but the belated Guilliman.

Looking at the ruined Catachan in front of him, Guilliman knew that he was too late, but still ordered the Ultramarines to clear out the Chaos Demons in Alicia, while he himself came to the Emperor in a landing craft.

The first time he saw his father, Guilliman felt an unprecedented sadness, and the three Dreadnoughts behind the Emperor seemed to confirm the uneasy guess in his heart.

"Father! Where are the other brothers? Where's Hogg?"

"They are all here. I can only stop so many. Hogg has been abducted by the evil god."

After hearing the Emperor's words, even though he knew that he was late because of the demon's obstruction, Guilliman was still overwhelmed by the huge self-blame. He fell to his knees and muttered:
"No, how could it be like this, Guilliman you can't protect anything!"

But before Guilliman could continue to blame himself, the Emperor, who had been holding on until now, could no longer hold on. He quickly took the Thirteenth Prince's hand and told him the final arrangement:

"No. 13, ah no, my proudest offspring Guilliman, although we suffered heavy losses this time, our grand plan can be considered a preliminary success.

From now on, you will rule the empire for me. Malcador and the Imperial Guards will assist you. I was injured too seriously this time and I can no longer suppress that person's power.

Although I know you have never believed in psychic powers, this time I can tell you clearly that chaos demons will always be the greatest enemy of mankind.

According to my original idea, as long as the grand plan succeeds, I can gradually pay off my debts, but since Hogg is no longer here as a stabilizer, you will have to establish a state religion for me and let Lorgar develop the Black Light Sect at the same time to neutralize the chaotic power of faith. "

Looking at his father who was about to die, although he didn't know what the Emperor owed, since it was his father's words, Guilliman still kept them in mind. However, regarding the Emperor's arrangement for him to take charge of the Empire, Guilliman replied with a tangled look on his face:

"Father! Are you sure you want me to take charge of the empire? Among all the brothers, my reputation is the worst. I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the others. It is better for you to let your subordinate, Jonson, be the regent."

Seeing Guilliman being so nagging, and still making excuses when he was about to fall asleep, the Emperor became furious and pointed at Jonson under his butt and shouted at him:
"Jonson is ill, you should be excused. The burden of the human empire is now on you. Stop talking nonsense. Can't you see your father is almost dead? If you keep talking nonsense, I will whip you."

Perhaps it was because of the boost in confidence after being affirmed by the Emperor, or perhaps because he was afraid of being beaten, Guilliman had no choice but to accept the task, and quickly asked his son to bring a set of static stance, hoping to preserve the Emperor on the spot.

But the Emperor directly refused his help, and instead had Guilliman pull Jonson out of the Dreadnought, and sat in it himself. Before he fell into a coma, he once again instructed:

"The sword on the ground is my favorite Horus. When we get to Terra, put me and this sword together on the Golden Throne. Do you remember that?"

"I've got it all, Father!"

But when Guilliman finished speaking, he looked up and saw the Emperor who had fallen asleep. Suddenly, a huge sadness hit his heart again, and he involuntarily stepped forward and prepared to close the Dreadnought armor.

But just as Guilliman's hand was about to touch the Dreadnought, the Emperor, who should have been in deep sleep, opened his eyes again, stared at him with suspicion, and said:
"One more thing, remember to go back and paint this Dreadnought gold, and connect it to the internet for me."

Being frightened so suddenly by the Emperor, Guilliman's original sad mood completely disappeared, and he even had a strange thought of letting the old man fall asleep quickly.

After saying this, as the internal pipelines of the Dreadnought were connected, the Emperor completely closed his eyes and fell into a state of suspended death.

After waiting for a full ten minutes, Liman felt that his father was really asleep this time, so he collapsed to the ground again and continued to vent his sadness.

Perhaps awakened by Guilliman's crying, Jonson, who was pulled out of Fearless, woke up. He first patted his buttocks, and after making sure his buttocks were still there, he directly climbed up from the ground.

Seeing that there was finally a brother who could communicate normally, Guilliman quickly hugged Jonson, fearing that this brother would also leave him, and asked about what had happened before.

As a witness to the whole thing, although he didn't know why Guilliman was so sad, Jonson still told him everything that happened on Catachan.

As Zhuang Sen slowly told the story, the other two Primarchs woke up one after another. After everyone discussed the matter, they suddenly felt that they had taken over a mess.

On the other hand, Lorgar, who had remained silent all this time, recalled what Hogg had told him about the dangers of faith after hearing that the Emperor wanted Guilliman to establish a state religion, and instantly understood why the Emperor did this.

But now that things have come to this, the brothers have no other choice but to reorganize their troops and march towards Holy Terra.

For them, the most important thing now is to place the Emperor Dreadnought on the Golden Throne to prevent their father from becoming a time bomb that destroys humanity.

Thus, the era of emperors came to an end!
(End of this chapter)