“Your most core laboratory, located in the heart of Holy Terra, could actually be easily broken into and destroyed by a woman.
Your greatest creations, twenty demigods of war, were just swept away by a Warp vortex!
Father, where were your omnipotent Custodes?
Where was your all-seeing psychic power?
Or was it that from the beginning, we were just pawns in your plan that could be easily sacrificed?!”
The Lord of Iron’s questioning viciously turned the spearhead from Erda toward the Emperor’s incompetence, or even intentional neglect.
“Enough!”
A gentle but authoritative shout silenced the boiling Throne Room.
Sanguinius slowly stood up, his angelic face filled with unshakeable sadness.
The wings behind him fluttered unconsciously, emitting a soft light, trying to calm the storm in his brothers’ hearts.
“I can feel your anger, my brothers, because I feel it too.
That pain of being abandoned by one’s closest kin, that loneliness of struggling in the dark.”
His gaze swept over Angron, Mortarion, and Curze, filled with deep sympathy.
“But…
I also saw her fear.
A soul crushed by a future she foresaw and could not bear.
She used a way that was extreme and wrong to try to protect what she loved, but in the end, she destroyed it with her own hands.
This is not evil; it is a…
deeper tragedy.”
“A tragedy directed by stupidity and weakness!”
Lion El’Jonson coldly interrupted him, the Lion’s voice like the winter of Caliban.
“Any betrayal, no matter how ‘noble’ its motive, must be eradicated.
This is not about tragedy; it is about duty.”
Just as the Primarchs were about to descend into argument again, the figure seated upon the Golden Throne finally moved.
The Emperor slowly raised His head, His gaze deep as the Universe sweeping over the face of each son.
In that gaze, there was no anger, no defense, only a calm that transcended time, bordering on indifference.
[Do you think I did not know what she was doing?]
The Emperor’s voice echoed in the hall, sounding as if it rang directly within everyone’s soul.
[Do you think I could not stop her?]
The entire hall instantly fell into a dead silence.
All the Primarchs, including the most furious Angron, were stunned by these words.
[The moment she had that thought, I already knew.
While she was weaving that Warp storm, I could have extinguished her life and her plan as easily as snuffing out a candle.]
“Then why didn’t you?!” Guilliman asked impulsively, feeling for the first time that his logic and reason were completely unable to understand the father before him.
[Because,] the Emperor’s voice became low, as if recounting a grander truth they could not comprehend.
[The moment she chose to side with Chaos, her fate was sealed.
Judgment may be late, but it will never be absent.
And the one to carry out that judgment will not be Me.]
[As for her…] The Emperor’s gaze turned toward the void, as if seeing the woman’s fate.
The Emperor’s words ended.
Within the Throne Room, there was no longer a single roar or question.
The Primarchs stood in place, digesting this cold, cruel, yet grandly logical explanation.
Their anger had not completely dissipated, but it had been replaced by a heavier, more complex sense of mission.
They realized that their past, those pains and struggles, were in their Father’s eyes merely the prelude to a greater future war.
Marvel Universe
“Finally, someone sees this fellow’s ugly face clearly, but unfortunately, the person who resisted her was not rational.”
After sending out the bullet chat, Captain America internally agreed with Erda’s act of resisting the Emperor.
However, when seeing the methods Erda employed, he couldn’t help but feel speechless and disappointed.
“She didn’t choose a reasonable way for the Primarchs to escape; instead, she used the dangerous method of the Warp.”
Iron Man Tony Stark frowned deeply, his gaze flickering with incomprehension and concern over Erda’s decision.
“Doesn’t she know that the Warp is currently full of demons?” Doctor Strange Stephen Strange’s voice was low and powerful.
As the Sorcerer Supreme who guarded the multiverse in the Marvel Universe, his understanding of the Warp far exceeded that of ordinary people.
He knew that the demons in the Warp were constantly coveting the real World, and once released, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“And a group of children not even a month old simply have no way to survive.
In a sense, it would have been better to let them stay by the Emperor’s side; at least that way they could have lived.”
Black Widow Natalia Alianovna’s voice carried a hint of helplessness and sympathy.
“Stupid, yet brave.”
“She tried to change that destined fate by her own power; such courage is worthy of respect.”
However, Thanos’s gaze flickered with a hint of disdain and mockery.
“But the method she chose was like an ignorant child running blindly in a dark forest.
The Warp is a place of chaos that even I cannot fully control, yet she sent a group of children with no ability to protect themselves into it.
This is not resistance; this is accelerating their demise.”
The corners of Thanos’s mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold smile.
“In the face of power, all emotion and morality are pale and weak.
If she truly wanted to resist, she should have sought greater power, rather than pinning her hopes on those fragile lives.
Her actions are nothing more than a laughingstock, disrupting the Order of the Universe but unable to change the final outcome.”
This overlord of the Universe only saw the balance of power in his eyes; he could not understand or agree with Erda’s resistance based on emotion and morality.
In his view, the Universe operated according to its own laws, and any attempt to change this through non-power means was a desecration of the universal Order.
Super God World
“I didn’t expect that even a Perpetual who walked through ten thousand years with the Emperor would actually be governed by such simple emotions.”
Keisha’s voice was low and powerful, like an echo from the far reaches of the Universe, reverberating in the silent screening hall.
Her tone carried a hint of irony, as if mocking Erda’s naivety and impulsiveness.
Keisha, as a powerhouse in the Super God World, had always been known for her calmness, rationality, and wisdom.
She knew that in the long river of the Universe, while emotions were important, they could never be the dominant factor governing behavior.
Erda’s actions, in her view, were extremely irrational.
A Perpetual who had walked for ten thousand years would actually be swayed by feelings like a mortal; this was unbelievable in Keisha’s eyes.
“Is this also the influence of those Chaos Gods?
I’m starting to get interested in what happens next.”