The restoration of the Han Dynasty began with the Horus Rebellion.

Chapter 25: But rather than waiting for a miracle, create one yourself.

As the Thunderhawk gunboat slowly descended on Mortarion's orders, the Horus faction's crew broke through the Loyalists' defenses and entered the bridge of the Great Tyrant.

However, the rebels, caught up in their fanaticism, failed to notice that the old man leading them, dressed in a red cloak as a mechanical priest, was the former chief preacher of Expeditionary Fleet No. 63.

"This is our victory! We've taken the Great Tyrant back from the traitors!"

Sindman's loud voice was clearly audible even in noisy environments, and coupled with his well-honed oratory skills, it immediately stirred the emotions of the rebels.

The cheers came in waves, and they didn't subside for a long time.

"The War God will reward our loyalty—"

boom!!

But the bright flashes of the explosion, clearly visible through the portholes, instantly silenced the noisy bridge.

"Why is this happening...? Why would the Divine Machine fire on the Thunderhawk that requested our assistance...? No, that's impossible, there must be some misunderstanding!"

Hindman collapsed to his knees with a thud, his heart-wrenching cries echoing across the bridge.

"This is the truth, a truth that you, we, everyone should recognize."

In stark contrast to Sindman's powerful and resonant voice, this voice was soft and calm, even ethereal.

However, as if by magic, everyone present involuntarily looked up.

On the command throne of the Great Tyrant's bridge, a slender and frail figure now sat.

Compared to the chair, which was originally designed to be the size of a Space Marine, Euphrates Kira looked as small as a doll, but for some reason everyone present felt an invisible and intense sense of oppression.

Furthermore, upon closer observation, one can find that in the pupil reflections of certain individuals—especially Schindman's—...

Qi Le's body seemed to be surrounded by a golden halo.

"Traitors are only willing to sacrifice everything for their masters to achieve their own ambitions, including brothers, offspring, subordinates, and even their own souls—while the Emperor is the opposite; He will selflessly bestow all power upon his loyal followers, humanity, and the galaxy."

For both the Empire and the rebels, Qile's words, which violated the Empire's truth, were a grave crime.

However, at this moment, no one in the entire room spoke up to refute her.

"If anyone still has doubts, please open your eyes and look at the more irrefutable evidence."

As if in response to Qi Le's words, two Thunderhawk gunboats burst out of the smoke from the explosion.

"Next, you will witness the Emperor—no, I should say..."

One of them, the Great Tyrant, returned to port, while the other soared into the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"The miracle brought by the God-Emperor."

-

As a veteran who had participated in the Terran unification war and was entitled to have the Thunderhawk emblem engraved on his shoulder armor, Acton knew that his ideas were somewhat out of step with the times.

Within the Sixteenth Army Corps, many people privately referred to the Third Company Commander as "the wind in one's ear," meaning that what he said was mostly old, tired nonsense, and one could just listen to half of it.

Although this might seem somewhat disrespectful to a veteran, Acton also reflected on whether it might really be his own fault.

Maybe I should be less talkative and stop blocking the way for young people.

Therefore, he did not invoke his military rank on the Great Tyrant, but obeyed Sun Qian's arrangements without complaint.

That being said...

At this point, there were some things he simply couldn't hold back any longer.

After all, if I don't speak up now, I don't know if I'll ever have another chance.

"You're insane! This can't possibly succeed, young man!"

Acton pushed the control stick forward, trying to raise the Thunderhawk gunship to a height that would be difficult for an Emperor-class Titan to lock onto, while gritting his teeth and making one last attempt to change the co-pilot's audacious idea.

The good news is that at least he didn't ignore Acton's words.

Even as he began organizing his equipment, Sun Qian answered with utmost seriousness.

"You mean you deliberately exposed the internal strife to Mortarian? I admit there was an element of gambling involved, but I trust my elder brother Liu Xuande."

Although others thought the distress call might be fake, Sun Qian believed it was very likely a message sent by Liu Bei himself.

Because Liu Bei had been biding his time and concealing his abilities over the years, and according to him, he was on the margins of the army, he should have been more suited to portraying himself as a loyalist by using a well-known figure like Loken or Taviz.

The fact that Liu Bei and Sun Qian knew each other and had become sworn brothers should have been known to no one else, so there was no reason for Sun Qian to use this to mislead him.

However, Sun Qian also confirmed another point—

This information is not for myself.

Just now, when Sun Qian and Abaddon were arguing, he deliberately broadcast it on the public channel. Liu Bei must already know that he was the one who stole the Great Tyrant account.

However, Liu Bei pretended not to know him, which means...

He was considering that if he lost control of the Great Tyrant, or if the traitors on board intercepted the information, it would lead the traitors to Mortarion's slaughter.

If Sun Qian still controls the Great Tyrant, this could also serve as a warning to him.

This is truly a strategy that kills two birds with one stone!

As for why Mortarion would refuse the surrender of the rebels, there's no need to elaborate. After all, if that man hadn't been so stubborn, inflexible, and suspicious, he wouldn't have stooped to betraying the Emperor.

In terms of judging people, Sun Qian had absolute faith in Liu Bei's abilities.

"That's not what I meant! Although that's also risky, what I meant was..."

"Should we let that charlatan Qile expand her sect? I'm also conflicted about this, but I have to admit that in this situation, the only things that can most easily change the stance of those mortals are despair and faith—"

"Stop playing dumb! I'm talking about your pipe dream of taking on an Emperor-class Titan by yourself!!"

Just saying those words made Acton think he must be senile, otherwise how could he possibly agree to such a crazy plan that had absolutely no chance of success?

However, as the altimeter reached 3000 meters, Sun Qian had already put on his helmet and arrived at the hatch.

"So this is what you meant, sir? Forgive my bluntness, but in my opinion, this is the simplest part of the whole plan."

Opening the hatch and looking down into the howling wind, it was almost impossible to tell from this angle that it was an Imperial-class Titan; all that could be seen were the towering and majestic cathedral complex.

"To change the predetermined fate of the entire universe, a miracle is required—"

Sun Qian leaped into the air, swooping down on the colossal creature on the ground like Don Quixote.

However, it wasn't a windmill.

It is a genuine demon.

"But instead of waiting for a miracle, create one yourself."