Chapter 90 Almost Hit the Emperor

Unfortunately, Ron's psychic call still did not receive any response.

The cold sun representing the Emperor of God floated quietly.

The sacred light emitted by the endless psychic energy burning on the sphere illuminated everything equally.

Fortunately, Ron was used to it, so he asked politely.

Since the Emperor of God did not object, it was equivalent to agreeing.

Life is the most important thing, and you have to get to the Emperor of God as soon as possible, so that safety can be guaranteed.

After deciding, Ron quickly controlled the little sun and flew towards the cold sun.

Alas, this little sun is not fast enough.

It's too slow, it's just a turtle speed!

He was a little emotional. Fortunately, he had the protection of the Emperor of God, otherwise, with the speed of the little sun, he would not be able to run away if he encountered danger in the subspace.

The little sun kept flying slowly, and after a long time, it finally ran in front of the cold sun.

In front of him was an extremely huge cold sun. Because it was close to the ground, he could no longer see the whole picture.

In fact, the size of the little sun in the subspace is not small, about half the size of the moon.

But the size of the cold sun is 400 times that of the little sun!

Just from this, you can imagine how shocking the scene Ron saw was.

Of course, there is no so-called physical law in the subspace, and the size is just a projection of energy or concept.

Ron looked at the distance and felt that it was still a bit far and not safe enough.

He had to get closer.

Then, he controlled the little sun to continue to approach the cold sun at full speed.

Looking at the distance ahead, Ron estimated that it would take some time to reach the target location, so he decided to stare.

It’s too troublesome to control this thing.

Set a direction and let it drive automatically.

Anyway, there is nothing else in this subspace area except the little sun and the cold sun.

However, Ron fell asleep after staring.

I have to say, it feels quite novel to sleep in the subspace?

Those vulgar, pornographic, exciting, multi-person, unbearable to the eyes and ears continued to invade his dreams.

Hiss~

This subspace is too evil, it actually forced me to dream these terrible contents.

God Emperor, this is definitely not my own idea!

Ron tried to resist, but there was no way.

These bad contents were directly transmitted to the soul.

Have to watch.

The previous content was still quite standard.

When the plot progressed to the battle nun fighting several tentacle demons, he knew that this dream was not simple.

But there were more things that were more inconvenient to reveal, even a well-known Chaos Evil God and the Emperor himself were eliminated.

Let the knowledgeable Ron be shocked, and exclaimed God Emperor again and again.

This thing is not fun to watch, it is not loyal!

Just when Ron was deeply criticizing, suddenly a psychic force was thrown over, hitting him.

Then he felt a huge psychic pressure, as if the entire planet was pressing towards him!

Ron's consciousness was instantly clear, and he quickly looked at the direction of the pressure.

Damn, it's too close!

The little sun flew over his head, causing the distance to be too close, making the cold sun seem to become a golden wall, occupying all the sight.

The extremely huge breath emitted by the psychic corona shocked him immediately.

Fortunately, Ron reacted in time:

"Stop, stop, stop, it's about to hit!"

He tried his best to control it, and then he "brakes" urgently to avoid the tragedy of rear-end collision.

It was a close call, and a big problem almost happened.

Ron was almost scared to death. If he really hit it straight, the scattered psychic energy alone would be enough to seriously injure his little sun.

Not only that, this would also become the biggest backstab incident against His Majesty the Emperor after Horus' betrayal.

If the Ecclesiarchy knew about this, the Empire would be shocked.

I'm afraid that the entire Ecclesiarchy, the Inquisition, and even the Primarch would be dispatched to search the galaxy to find Ron, and then judge him severely a hundred times.

How blasphemous it is to dare to "rear-end" the great God-Emperor.

Judgment, must be judged!

Fortunately, I stopped it in time, so I didn't let such blasphemous behavior happen.

After the little sun stopped, Ron manipulated it to "reverse" and backed up a little bit.

When the little sun stopped completely in the right position, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally safe.

Full of security, let's see which blind evil entity dares to eat me!

After calming down, Ron suddenly remembered whether the old God-Emperor had just given him a psychic force pocket?

He looked at the cold sun, He was still so calm, as if nothing had happened.

But Ron knew in his heart that it was the old God-Emperor who reminded him that he avoided hitting it and getting injured.

It must be said that the old God-Emperor still loves this young human.

Even if he did such a thing, He was not angry or even punished him.

This is a bit too good.

I'm afraid that even the "own son"-like Primarch did not treat him like this?

Why would the old God Emperor treat me so well?

Ron was full of doubts. He thought of a possibility and began to worry:

"Could the old God Emperor want me to grow up and sit on the golden toilet for him?"

This is too scary.

It would be so torturous to be a big light bulb in Holy Terra and protect the empire for endless years.

I can't bear such a heavy responsibility.

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but have great respect for the God Emperor.

The old man, the God Emperor, really loves the human race. Even if he is deeply injured, he will burn out the last bit of strength to protect everything of the human race.

He is the real saint.

Ron secretly made up his mind that when he becomes stronger in the future, he will protect the human race well and share the pressure for the old man, the God Emperor.

As for the golden toilet, he won't sit on it. The empire still cannot do without the old man, the God Emperor...

If the God Emperor really insists on sitting on the golden throne that represents the supreme position of mankind, he is not afraid.

Even if he is willing to sit, he doesn't have the ability, right?

There is still a long time. Ron must have at least 500 worlds or even more territories to support him before he is qualified to stand on the stage.

That is just standing on the stage, having a place in this cruel purgatory galaxy, and having the capital to confront the chaotic forces head-on.

It is still a long way to replace the old God Emperor.

By that time, I don’t know how many thousands or tens of thousands of years have passed. That is such a long time.

So Ron is not afraid, and he will hold on to the old God Emperor’s thigh and grow well.

With this relationship, who dares to say that he is not the one chosen by the God Emperor.

In the future, he will dare to openly promote himself as the spokesperson of the God Emperor... one of them!

Ron must seize this opportunity and make good use of the power of the little sun to recover the planet, start an expedition to save the planet of the dark side of the empire, and occupy more territory.

Then use the power of faith to make himself stronger.

He doesn’t want his body to be destroyed, like the old God Emperor, who has become a lonely cold sun in the subspace.

As for now, he wants to finish watching the second half of the unbearable dream.

It’s just the key plot!

Just when Ron fell asleep and was ready to continue watching.

Suddenly a huge psychic tide hit...