Imperial truth is the truth of the material world, but it is no longer suitable for the material world that has been infected by subspace.
Alexander thought over and over again, and still believed that the psychic space warriors in each legion should be treated with caution.
"Since the truth of the Empire is to be preserved for the time being, I think it is necessary for the think tank to exist, and the psychic incidents in the Great Crusade must be dealt with in a timely manner."
"Besides, if we only rely on Legion Zero to combat psychic events without exposing them, we can only carry out an extermination mission."
"And before Legion Zero completes its establishment, there must be countermeasures during this window period."
Alexander's idea is to turn the Thousand Sons Legion into a military training base like Black Watch, one for psychic events and one for aliens.
Only by consuming the energy of the Thousand Sons Legion can this group of people stop being obsessed with studying subspace.
Horus was lightly stabbed with a short knife, and the wound that would not heal actually dragged on for so long.
Part of the reason is because the legions canceled their think tanks after the Nicaea Conference.
This meeting directly led to the fact that even if Warmaster Horus fell ill and entered the temple, he did not make an accurate report to Terra.
Even once.
"Okay, but I don't have extra time to pay attention to this matter."
The Emperor agreed to Alexander's idea without hesitation.
He always does things vigorously and resolutely, and likes to do everything in one step, but Alexander is cautious and cautious.
The two complement each other and have great potential.
As long as think tanks are used properly, they are nothing more than an extra layer of insurance.
On the contrary, you don’t have to spend your own thoughts and time, so why not do it.
"Don't worry about that, Magnus will help me."
Alexander stretched out his hand to support the still confused Magnus and patted his armor.
"Yes, I can."
Magnus promised on the spot, not even thinking.
Of course, if he had.
The emperor was not worried about the affairs of the think tank. He slowly put away his research results and paced beside the experimental table.
"The issue we are struggling with now is the state religion."
The Emperor hurled a depth charge directly at Alexander.
The state religion is something that completely subverts the imperial truth materialism trend and admits a series of unscientific things.
The most fundamental problem is that the state religion recognizes that the emperor is god.
"Isn't it too early? After all, we haven't found the unsteady stickman of Lorgar Aurelion yet."
Alexander was a little surprised by the emperor's unconventional plan. He could be radical, but not too radical.
You must know that establishing a state religion is tantamount to opposing everything currently being done by the empire, including the Great Crusade.
Countless people died because of this, but in the end, the basic creed was wrong, and the joke was really big.
"No, it's not time or manpower that needs to be considered now."
"To fight against things in subspace, the state religion must exist for the time being."
Rogal Dorn and Magnus stood stunned and felt like they knew some big secret.
The two looked at each other, and sure enough, we are biological sons.
Alexander frowned and thought about the emperor's meaning.
In a confrontational war between the material world and the subspace, there must be someone who can counterpoint.
Four against one, naturally at a disadvantage.
But what if it's four against two, or four against a group.
The Primarch is a demi-god in the state religion.
Wait, for now?
"Alexander, my blood heir."
“You hear blessings and prayers, which allows you to gather and use the power of faith.”
"This means that you can become a 'god'."
The emperor's words were full of excitement.
He finally no longer has to fight alone, and the burden on his shoulders can be relaxed for two people to carry it together.
"Is it okay to make me a god?"
Alexander stroked his chin, his eyes full of unconfidence.
He felt that his identity had changed a bit quickly. It had been less than a year since he arrived at the Terra Palace in a haze.
He was so well protected.
Alexander had never even seen the real world, how it was destroyed by aliens and monsters.
"You can, and you can do it well."
The Emperor leaned down and lowered his head, answering Alexander seriously.
He could see Alexander's short life trajectory in the past, in which he had neither achieved anything nor done anything bad.
The Emperor understood Alexander's lack of confidence because he was the same at the beginning.
If Malcador had not encouraged him and urged him, he would not have stood up and become the emperor.
He actually wants to be a scholar and just hide in the laboratory every day to study what he likes.
"I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best."
Alexander raised his head and looked directly into the Emperor's eyes.
"I will help you, and your brothers will help you too."
The Emperor stood up and looked at Rogal Dorn and Magnus.
The two nodded repeatedly to express their agreement with what the emperor said.
"Wait, state religion is necessary for the time being?"
Alexander woke up suddenly, as if he had missed something important just now.
"Yes, the empire must follow the imperial truth. This is an inevitable trend in the material world."
The Emperor had never wanted to be a god over men.
That would be too tiring.
He just wants to expel the subspace as soon as possible, and then retire peacefully to do research.
"After it's over, what should I do?"
Alexander felt like he was on a pirate ship.
"You'll know."
The emperor returned a reassuring look.
He didn't believe that someone could work hard for a hundred years or even a thousand years without getting tired of it.
"Now we go to find another Primarch, your brother, Sanguinius."
The Emperor looked through the glass at Baal Prime and the two twin moons orbiting him.
"Dorne, Magnus, I hope you won't be shocked when you see him."
Alexander also looked at the original Baal Star with a strange expression.
I'm afraid that at this time, Sanguinius is leading a group of pure-blood Baals to fight against the mutants.
Sanguinius is a legendary primarch.
He is violent and bloodthirsty, but has a pure nature.
He is a born commander and a perfect warrior.
It seemed that everything in the world was devoted to him, even the four gods wanted to possess him and corrupt him.
However, he firmly stood on the side of humanity and the empire.
He was willing to die for the Emperor.
Even if he had predicted in advance that he would be shattered to pieces, he would not look back.
...
Rogal Dorn returned to the Phalanx with a mission.
In accordance with the Emperor's orders, he will command the large fleet from Terra to evacuate the Baal star system in an orderly manner, heading to areas with combat missions, or returning to the legion where his primarch is located.
They took away the video of Alexander's spiritual awakening and the information about His Royal Highness the eldest son.
They will spread their faith to other worlds.
And this will be the beginning of the enlightenment of the state religion.
The Imperial Guards boarded the Phalanx and took away Alexander's personal belongings.
The sword of domination, the flag of command, the mechanical claws made by one's own hands, and all kinds of weapons.
Castia 02 boarded the ship of the Martian Mechanicum and headed to the Forge World to repair the Warlord Titan.
Joining the Zero Legion are two company captains, Fafnir Lane and Danat Lysander.
They packed their luggage, along with the Imperial Fists' two battleships and eleven frigates, and five thousand Imperial Fists Space Marines, and merged them into the Emperor's command to temporarily join Legion Zero.
