Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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"Wait a minute! I came here to investigate why the galaxy is engulfed in war, but all I see are love triangles!?"

Luo Jia really wanted to click "Not interested".

Unfortunately, I didn't get any points.

But the situation before him remained unchanged, as if this was the outcome the prophecy intended to show him.

Philus, wielding a strange sword, reappeared before him.

However, this was no longer his sister; it was a monster, a destructive force intent on reducing countless great achievements to ashes. With each twist and turn of Phyllis's massive steel fist, worlds perished, and the flames of war that swept across the galaxy spread like a plague.

She was like a mad composer, weaving a destructive and insane melody, meticulously turning the empire into scorched earth, causing brothers and sisters to turn against each other in this massacre.

Luo Jia examined the face that belonged to Philus, but could not see any of her usual nobility and kindness, only hatred, loathing and regret.

This being stared directly into Luo Jia's eyes with a gaze filled with mad malice. Her body was already covered with too many mechanical aids, and at this very moment, the mechanical devices on Philus's body were still increasing in entropy as if splitting themselves, densely packed and making her figure exceptionally bloated and bizarre.

Where eyes should have been, only two pitch-black fire pits remained.

"How are you feeling, brother?" Phyllis asked.

Phyllis... has she gone mad?

Luo Jia witnessed all of this.

It was a strange sword, and it seemed to be having an extremely bizarre effect on Philus's psyche.

"Felice?"

"Philus!"

Luo Jia tried to wake the other person, but received no response. Only the destruction and burning of more worlds continued to advance with her steps.

In this illusion, or perhaps the reality of the future, he saw something utterly unimaginable to him—Warmaster Vograim seemed to be locked in a fierce battle with Phyllis, and the purpose of their struggle was solely—

Casca?

Luo Jia: "...?"

.......

What did you show me?

Luo Jia, who had just emerged from meditation, had intended to ask this question.

But this seems to be the direct trigger for the prophecy of the human empire's re-collapse—though it sounds unbelievable, it is precisely because it is so unbelievable that it may become a reality.

It's impossible for an ordinary person to come up with such an outrageous scenario.

It's like saying, for example, just say that Horus one day rebelled and prepared to gather his forces to attack Holy Terra.

His reason for rebelling was that he wanted to monopolize the emperor—who would believe such a reason?

But reality is just that strange.

Despite the sensationalism, Philus was indeed in danger. Unlike those bizarre prophecies about the future, he could see the effect of that strange blade on Philus in the warp—it seemed that she had fallen into an extremely paranoid state because of this sword.

"I never expected Phyllis to actually—"

"We must inform the Emperor! Now!"

Seeing Luo Jia struggling with her dilemma, Amon immediately offered advice.

"There's no time to delay; we must act immediately!"

“Alright. I’ll have the Star Speaker send a message to Holy Terra right away.”

“Star Speaker? No, no, Luo Jia, you misunderstood me.” Amon continued in his rapid-fire speech, “The situation is critical. We don’t have time to slowly communicate using Star Speaker anymore. Doing so will only watch helplessly as Philus falls into the abyss!”

Interstellar communication across star systems can often take several months to reach the target location.

By the time the Emperor actually received the news, the galaxy had already been burned to ashes by the war started by Phylos!

"Then what do we do now?"

“…I do have a plan,” Amon said, “but perhaps—”

"What could it be? Don't beat around the bush at a time like this!"

"This requires a powerful ritual. After sacrificing a portion of the psionicists, one can gain the power to ascend to the vast ocean (warp), thereby tracking down the Emperor's location and telling him everything that is happening here."

"Only in this way can we save Phyllis."

Psychic ritual?

Upon hearing Amon's proposal, Luo Jia nervously took several steps back.

Is this really a feasible solution, or is it meant to harm me?

Luo Jia thought of Magnus, who had violated the Nicaea ban and was kicked back to Prospero like a football.

The terrifying impression the emperor gave him at that time was unforgettable for him.

No—I refuse to do that.

After a moment of contemplation, Luo Jia chose to give up.

The fear instilled in him by that dark, cold sun was so great that it was alright for him to use his psychic powers in secret under the guise of faith.

Such a psionic spell, aimed directly at the emperor's face, is simply asking for trouble.

"Alright, brother, since you're unwilling, then let me do it."

Just as Luo Jia was righteously refusing the other party's invitation, the guard of Huaiyan who was standing to the side suddenly stepped forward, and his figure changed right under Luo Jia's nose.

His gleaming bald head and blue armor were revealed.

"Brother? You are—"

"Alpharis, Lord of Hydra."

Is he AlphaRes?

I don't know, but he claims to be Alpha Reis.

"Luojia, I thought you had the courage to save the world and your brothers and sisters, but I never expected that you would turn out to be such a pathetic coward."

The other party's words showed him no mercy whatsoever.

"If you are truly willing to stand by and watch your brothers and sisters die, abandoning them out of fear of the Emperor's punishment, then I have nothing to say."

Alpharis tossed his halberd aside, turned to Amon behind him, and said, "Let's go. Since Luo Jia is unwilling to be the hero, then I will."

"Wait--"

At that very moment, as if the thickest tree in the forest had been chopped down by an axe, the Primarch of the Word Bearers knelt on the ground.

......

Luo Jia saw how she had turned the tide.

That was the result of him following Amon's advice and using the "power of faith" to inform the emperor.

After learning of Luo Jia's situation, the Emperor successfully rescued Philus before she was controlled, preventing the tragedy from happening.

Not only did Phyllis receive a successful cure from the Emperor with her help, but the tragic future of the galaxy turning into a sea of ​​fire was also averted.

At the same time, in order to reward Luo Jia's loyalty and dedication, the Emperor not only pardoned him from using psychic energy—or rather, the consequences of his faith—but also relaxed the restrictions on worshipping the Emperor's Church because of the powerful effect of faith!

From then on, under Luo Jia's influence, the Imperial Church quickly replaced Imperial Truth and became the only state religion within the empire. As the last bastion against evil forces, it truly saved the entire empire.

Luo Jia, as the founder and great pope of the imperial state religion, will forever be revered and remembered.

His faith was the greatest among all human empires, second only to the emperors.

【The Great Pope, our Guide, Venerable Luojia】

We need your guidance. Only you can help us understand the greatness of the emperor, and only your teachings can bring us closer to the emperor.

That's right!

That's it!

But if he hesitated... Alpharis's ritual ultimately failed, after all, he was not a Primarch with enough "faith power".

The psychic ritual not only failed to save Philus, but also caused even more terrible consequences—

Although I don't know what it is, I have a premonition that it will be a situation of utter ruin.

From this point on, the Primarchs will once again be embroiled in a deadly struggle that will never end.

"and many more!"

Luo Jia suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground—only a moment had passed since he fell into this strange state.

"No need to say anything more, I will preside over the psychic ritual."

Luo Jia spoke to Alpharis and Amon, who were about to leave.

......

The ceremony went very smoothly.

With the blessing of the so-called "power of faith" and the help of dozens of psionicists who were inspired by the emperor to "ascend to heaven," Luo Jia ushered in his sublimation.

He could feel himself swimming freely in this vast ocean, and under the tracking of the ritual, he could even sense the presence of the emperor.

Luojia needs to hurry.

He tried his best to move towards the emperor's location, but no matter what, a strange, alien creature always blocked his way to meet the emperor.

This made Luo Jia extremely anxious.

Despite his attempts to force his way through, the pipe-like golden alien creation remained unmoved by his attacks, as solid as the most solid thing in the world.

He attempted to gather his energy, channeling it into a blazing silver lightning bolt that struck the net. Dozens of servants perished instantly from the energy drain of this attack, yet the shimmering golden passage remained completely unharmed.

How to do?

Who hadn't told him that there was a damn alien creature blocking his way?

Does this mean he'll really have to go home empty-handed?

The thought of his dream of becoming pope shattered filled him with immense disappointment.

Fortunately, there are still many kind-hearted creatures in the warp who are willing to lend a helping hand.

In the vast ocean, humanity has many friends in the subspace.

A familiar feeling arose; some enormous, incomparable object was moving in the waves around him, like a continent that had crossed the ocean, its ethereal form containing ancient consciousness.

Its mode of communication is like the hiss of a snake, or the sound of sand flowing over the narrow neck of an hourglass.

It possesses breath and consciousness, yet it has no beginning and no end, as if it has always been here and will always be here. Waiting for a hero capable of shattering this golden, pipe-like alien creation.

And now, he has finally met Luo Jia.

It's not the best, but it's good enough for the current situation.

It took action and used its vast and immense power to help Luojia.

It envelops Luojia, offering its energy without any motive or expectation.

"Wait! Who are you? Why are you helping me now?"

But it's clear that Luo Jia isn't stupid.

He at least knows not to eat anything given to him by strangers when he's out and about.

This alone makes him countless times stronger than Magnus.

You can't easily trust things of dubious origin.

Luo Jia chose to confront the giant serpent, even though its body and power were as vast as a mountain.

At that moment, the other party made a hissing sound.

It sounded like both persuasion and mockery.

Luojia, do you really think you have a second option?

[You have now used a psionic ritual that the Emperor has explicitly forbidden. If it does not achieve the desired effect, your destruction is inevitable.]

Only by fighting desperately can you have a chance of survival; if you give up, you will only face inevitable destruction.

Believe in yourself and go for it!

......yes.