Chapter 960: Hope Remains

(Note: The Guilliman of the original world is called Robert in my writing, and the Guilliman of the protagonist's timeline is called Guilliman)

According to Yang Cheng's plan, 20 legions will clear all areas of the Holy Land of the Empire and open up the Great Rift as soon as possible to accomplish the mission of supporting the dark side of the Empire.

Because Yang Cheng could not leave the palace and had to guard the Golden Throne together with the Emperor, the command task was basically given to the 21 Primarchs.

Of course, before that they had to go to Macragge to see what Guilliman in this world looked like.

Star field: extreme star field.

Star sector: Ultramar sector.

Sub-sector: Ultramar.

System: Macragge System.

Population: About 4 million.

Affiliation: Empire.

Type: Astartes Homeworld, Civilized World.

Tax level: Special tax exemption.

At this time, Guilliman was waiting quietly in the study. He had received a notice from the Emperor that the Primarchs from another world were coming to help him.

Guilliman was very uneasy. Although he was just quietly tapping the handle of the seat at this moment, his heart was already surging with waves.

The situation in the entire Ultramar is extremely dangerous. More than one planetary governor has reported to Guilliman that unknown diseases and cult organizations have appeared on their planets.

Although many have been suppressed by the local Ministry of Justice and the Planetary Defense Force, there are still a small number of planets that are struggling.

"grown ups……"

At this moment, a waiter walked into the study and said after bowing, "There are 21 distinguished guests outside. I heard they are your brothers."

"Okay, let them..."

"boom!"

Before Guilliman finished his voice, the gate had already been blown open. Leman Russ and Perturabo were the first to walk out from behind the gate, followed by many other Primarchs.

"Perturabo... Leman Russ..."

"Like, so similar..."

Guilliman stood there in a daze, looking at the many Primarchs in front of him.

Aside from Louis and Xerxes, two he wasn't familiar with, Guilliman had memories of every single one of the others, both good and bad.

"You are……"

Behind the crowd, another Guilliman walked out.

Robert stood there in shock, looking at the Primarch in front of him who looked exactly like himself. This was him from another parallel universe. There was almost no difference between him and him except that he was younger and looked stronger.

"you're old."

Guilliman looked at Robert and noticed several white hairs among Robert's golden hair.

"Yeah, why am I like this?"

"For this old empire? Or for the future of mankind? No matter what, I cannot stop. If I stop, it will be the demise of the empire."

Robert sighed and quietly looked at the 21 brothers in front of him, just like he did 1 years ago.

"Is this a dream? If so, I should get up."

"No, it's not."

Horus walked up to Robert, patted him on the shoulder quietly and said, "We are here, my brother."

"Thank you for your contribution to this corrupt empire and the future of mankind. Leave the rest to us."

"Chaos Daemons, Black Legion, Red Corsairs, Dark Eldar, Necrons, Tau Empire, Green Orks..."

"The Empire is under attack from all sides, but..."

"Hope still exists."

Horus and others walked up to Robert and nodded.

"Yes, there is still hope..."

Robert raised his head, and the sunlight shone into the room through the glass, shining on each of the Primarchs.

"We will always be together, until the revival of mankind, or the last moment of the end..."

“Come on, show the enemies of the Empire some color.” Angron grinned and said slowly to Guilliman in front of him.

“Is this the real you, Angron? You are no longer that madman, but so… so kind…”

"If there hadn't been that rebellion, how much better it would have been without that rebellion..."

Guilliman was in so much pain. When he returned after ten thousand years, there was no familiar person on Macragge, not his mother, Sil, Adros, the Four Heroes, and his brothers.

But now the empire is in ruins, with strange descendants, black legions, chaotic enemies, and incoming aliens. Everything looks so exhausting.

But at this moment, Guilliman could finally, finally shout out those words with confidence.

"Hope always exists, and the revival of the empire is just around the corner."

"Although I don't know the situation in this world, I will do my best." Chagatai Khan said while standing in front of Robert.

"Right now, you are the only one who can understand the general situation. Tell me when you need me and my legion, Robert."

Perturabo glanced at Robert. Although he was not convinced, based on the current situation, no one knew more about this world except Robert.

"Okay, guys..."

“I will do my best.”

Robert looked at the many Primarch brothers in front of him with excitement, tears almost falling from his eyes.

........................

"Wow, wow, wow, it can be seen that No. 13 gets along well with them."

Yang Cheng and Neos were watching melons crazily on the psychic screen. Seeing Robert almost in tears, Yang Cheng glanced at Neos.

"I say, is that what you call your offspring?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder so many people rebelled against Horus."

"Look at your cold face. If it were me, I would not only rebel, but I would also shove your head into the toilet."

Hearing Yang Cheng's disdainful tone, Neos said indignantly: "You can't blame me for this. Who could have thought that Luo Jia would be so weak that he rebelled after I blew up his city?"

"You are so cold and heartless, and you have no emotional intelligence."

"There's nothing we can do about this dark galaxy..."

"Isn't this dark galaxy caused by your failure in education? Although the Four Gods are partly to blame."

"It's their own flaws..."

"Then why am I okay?"

"How the hell should I know~ Yang Cheng~ You're playing the electronic music again~ Turn it off!!!"

Yang Cheng listened to Neos frantically shirking responsibility, then quietly pressed a button, and Neos' voice turned into electronic music again.

"If I could ever come down from the Golden Throne, I would be the first one to slap you to death."

After turning off the electronic music, the emperor's voice returned to its original state.

"By the way, let me ask you something."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Do you know Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome?"

"Huh? Why should I know them?"

"Romulus and Remus are descendants of Trojan princes. Their mother is the priestess Rhea Silvia. They were abandoned by the Tiber River and were found and fed by a she-wolf. By the way, were you during that time..."

"Okay, be quiet, I don't know anything."