Chapter 539 (1/2)
Looking at the fierce battle between Angland and Roga Donne, Horus, who felt that Angland gave himself a lot of face, looked very happy to San Gilles. Out of my left hand:
“San Giles, give up your persistence and join me, if it is you, I am willing to share the power with you!”
Ignoring his bewitching, San Giles still shook the head:
“It has nothing to do with interest, I have my own beliefs and ideas.”
“…So regretful .”
Knowing that there is no point in persuading anymore, Horus slowly sighed, only to point his weapon at the opponent.
The two best friends started the battle between deciding victory and defeat and life and death…
At the same time, Tyrana was spreading across all corners of the war, and differences broke out. The battle between the Mutiny Gene Primarch and the Loyalist Gene Primarch.
Some of them had no grudges in the past, but recently there have been grievances, and some, like Anglang and Roga Donne, have always been blind to each other.
Excluding the two gene progenitors that died during the Great Crusade, as well as Robert Killiman, who was in the small black house of Luo Jiaguan, all the gene progenitors have already gathered…
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In the deepest laboratory of the Imperial Palace.
Even though sitting on the [Subspace Suppressor] and unable to move freely, the emperor knew through his own psychic perception that the loyal gene original body was at an absolute disadvantage. The loyal interstellar fighters, even with the support of Terra’s native firepower, will definitely not last long…After all, the overwhelming majority loyalists among them have been stabbed back by the rebels in advance, and most of the gene primitives are also injured. In battle, he must come forward…
Beside the emperor, Prime Minister Makado saw the situation in various places of Terra through the screen, and he also clearly realized what was happening right now. How difficult the situation is.
If there is no external interference, the entire line of defense set by the loyalists will be defeated only a matter of time…
Thinking of the situation after the fall of Terra, Macado’s face couldn’t help. There is a slight change, and there is a decision in my heart…
“Your Majesty, the human empire now needs your power, let your ministers maintain the [Subspace Suppressor] for you…”
Looking at the person who took the initiative to say this, the emperor was silent for a while, nodded and said:
“…Okay.”
He understood, Ima As long as Cardo’s power is on the [Subspace Suppressor], there is basically no chance of walking down alive, and Macado himself knows that very well.
So, when speaking, Makado must have planned to pay his own life.
As for his decision, the emperor did not persuade him, although the other party was his deputy, his friend, and the pillar of the human empire.
But his degree of importance, compared with Tyra as the center of human civilization, still has no comparability.
Private love, in the eyes of the emperor, will never be more important than the interests of human civilization as a whole.
No matter how much Makado has contributed to the human empire for so many years…
It didn’t take long.
Makado, who completed the preparations, successfully replaced the emperor and sat on the golden [subspace suppressor] as a whole.
The moment he went up, he felt the life force, psychic energy, and even the soul of his whole body, as if he was being continuously sucked by a huge mouth that swallowed everything.
The complexion that was originally full of blood and vitality turned pale, as if he was a serious patient who had been lying on the hospital bed for a long time.