I write apocrypha in Warhammer

"Calm down, calm down, this is just a preface!"

Huck waved his hand and motioned for the team members to continue reading.

Despite this, the four Dark Angels still calmed down for a while before suppressing their anger and continuing to read the main text.

The book says this:

In the distant and bright 30th millennium, the subspace was originally peaceful.

It was the birth of a new god of chaos that made the initial waves.

Slaanesh, the Lord of Pleasure, the twisted god of love.

The scream he made when he came into the world tore apart the curtain between the other side and reality, not only directly burying the Eldar civilization that was the overlord of the galaxy at that time, but also brought an opportunity for a sinister person to take advantage of.

Then, that man, that cursed one, that big guy with the golden sword took action.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the world, he launched a sudden invasion into the subspace, intending to use a technology called the Webway to rid the crumbling home of the demons into holes, in order to promote his entire race.

The demons naturally would not allow that despicable man to do evil on their territory. In order to protect their homeland where they had lived for generations, they united as never before and angrily launched a counterattack against the army of the cursed.

However, the cursed ones have many soldiers and well-equipped equipment. Each of the imperial troops of the Ten Thousand Fu Regiment can be defeated by one against a hundred, and those guys called the original bodies are even more unstoppable.

The demons were almost using their flesh and blood to resist the advance of the invaders. There were countless casualties. The entire sea of ​​souls was mourning because of this. The end of the subspace was close at hand.

It was at this critical moment that the great Khorne stepped forward.

Khorne lived up to his name as the Blood God, and with all the hope of the subspace, he personally led his demon army and launched a desperate struggle with the cursed.

In that scene, the stars were broken into pieces, the sun and the moon were dimmed, the flying flesh and blood dyed the earth red, and the boundless war roar shook the sky.

After a series of arduous battles, Khorne successfully blocked the advancing troops of the big golden sword-wielding man, shattering the enemy's attempt for a quick victory. The entire battle situation also shifted from passive defense to a stage of tragic attrition.

The two opposing sides continued to add troops to the front line, refusing to give up an inch of ground to each other. In an inconspicuous small stronghold, the initiative changed hands repeatedly within a day. This kind of thing was common on the battlefield at that time, and the Webway had completely turned into a bloody meat grinder.

However, at this most critical moment, bad news suddenly came from behind.

Instigated by the cunning Eldar Laughing God Silegor, Skarbrand, the most loyal and powerful scion of Khorne and the perennially number one archdemon in the Skull Rankings, launched a rebellion.

For the demons, this rebellion was undoubtedly a catastrophe. Khorne was focused on the battle with the Cursed and could not get away to quell the rebellion. He could only watch the rebels led by Skarbrand. Step by step closer to the Brass Fortress

"This war is over, Valkia. Win or lose, we have been cursed by Skarbrand. His ignorance will be an eternal disease of the devil until the last individual of this race dies. The real universe will be A cancer that we can no longer cut away. Chaos can live on for hundreds, thousands, and thousands of years, but Valkia will eventually fall. That dark path no longer exists. All directions Up and down, all we face is light."

"No, no!" Blood Queen Valkia stepped forward angrily and gritted her teeth, "That can't be the case."

Khorne tilted his head slightly. "No? Then what are your plans, princess? Use your loyalty, anger and spear to pull the fate of reincarnation out of its orbit?"

"We can kill Skarbrand!" Valkia stared at his defeated monarch, her face bathed in the dark red light of the blood pool. "After the war is over, we can start over, corrupt the Webway, and let the demons rebuild everything they lost, even if it takes centuries! Defeat Skarbrand, and then..."

"I come to face the Chief!" Khorne interrupted her, her thoughts distracted by the ruins around her. "But there will always be someone to take his place. I have foreseen it. This is generally the law of the world. When an enemy falls, another will New enemies emerge, learn from Skarbrand’s experiences, and come back with a vengeance.”

"Who is it, my lord?"

Khorne shook his head. "There is no way of knowing, and it does not matter now. But listen - we are not the only ones who will learn from this conflict, and our enemies will become more cunning."

Valkia refused to admit it: "You are the Lord of Skulls. Nothing can be our enemy. When the war is over, we will rebuild the demon army under your leadership."

Khorne studied his princess. After a long time, He asked a question that was not a question, a question that had no answer.

"Then what will happen if I'm gone, Valkia?"

The Blood Queen was speechless.

A low rumble of thunder rolled overhead. From the roof of the cave, small pieces of stone clattered to the ground.

"My lord, what should we do? What will happen next?"

Khorne's back had long since disappeared into the darkness. Far away on the ground, storms shook the entire dead city. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a word that the Blood Queen had never heard floated from the wind.

"I have no idea."

Later, although Khorne won the duel with Skarbrand, his legs were broken.

He was carried onto the brass throne by his subordinates, and used his last strength to suppress the webway polluted by humans under the throne. From then on, he no longer walked in the subspace, and could no longer give any advice to his people.

It is said that when someone looks at the Brass Throne, they can see a rotting corpse sitting there, screaming silently.

At this point, the work also comes to an end.

After watching the entire work, the four Dark Angels felt like the world was spinning and their worldviews were shattered.

This damn thing is a complete replica of the Horus Heresy. It actually made the Emperor an invader, the evil demons as the victims, and Khorne, who loves to chop off heads, as a sentient being. A promising king who is righteous and protects the country and the country.

"Your Majesty, what a blasphemy this is, how dare he write such apocrypha!"

"Full of lies, a heinous crime!"

"No wonder we were sent here. This level of heresy is beyond the Inquisition's ability to resolve."

"Extermination order, whirlwind torpedo, this world is hopeless, the land that gave birth to such heretics must be taken away!"

The Dark Angels were so angry that they stamped their feet and even trampled a lot of the floor tiles in the room. Just like Huck said before, they were like a group of big green-skinned orcs who had their skoog stolen. No matter how they tried to comfort them, it was useless. .

However, as luck would have it, at this moment, the owner of the room came back.

Wei Mu didn't know in advance that the Dark Angels wanted to capture him. He just felt a little hungry and went to a convenience store to buy some instant noodles and soda for a midnight snack.

At this moment, he looked at the messy situation in the house and the sudden appearance of five strong men, and his mind was a little confused for a moment.

What's going on?

The five Dark Angels immediately recognized his identity as the author of the Apocrypha, and looked at him as if they wanted to chop him alive.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I actually live next door. You can continue your business and don't worry about me."

After Wei Mu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Damn, I didn’t realize it at first sight. These canned people turned out to be Dark Angels, a group of crazy people who are full of secrets and don’t know what they are doing all day long.

Even if they are their teammates, if they accidentally learn the secrets of the Dark Angels, they will deal with them mercilessly, no matter how dark their attacks are.

One can imagine how tragic the end would be if someone fell into their hands.

However, how could the Dark Angels allow him to do so.

I thought I had missed the point, but I didn't expect the target to come to my door.

"Young boy, you have written so many treasonous and rebellious letters, and now you actually want to run away?"

Five strong men over two meters tall immediately surrounded him in the center with lightning speed.

"What do you want to do?"

Wei Mu's anus suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of crisis that he was about to be fucked came to his heart.

"What are you doing? Of course, let a guy like you, who is full of evil, accept the trial from the empire!"

As he said that, two Dark Angels rushed forward, one on the left and the other on the right, and held Wei Mu tightly, making him unable to move.

"You can't do this to me. I am a hero of the empire. I have shed blood for the empire, and I have been injured for humanity. I want to see the emperor, I want to see the emperor!" Wei Mu defended himself loudly.

However, Captain Huck just waved his hand slightly: "Take him away!"

In this way, Wei Mu was ruthlessly dragged into the Dark Angel's transport plane.

The Horus Heresy is not a secret thing. In the official novel "The Divine Plague", Mathieu, the war apostle of the state religion, tells the believers about the Horus Heresy. The specific original text is as follows:

"Was it not the Emperor who came to humanity to save us from the tyranny of the xenos and warlords, wasn't it?" said Mathieu. “Didn’t He begin the Great Crusade, repulse the persecutors of mankind, and when challenged by Horus, the great heretic traitor, did He not strike Him down, and He and eight other traitors were sent into the fiery pit of damnation?

After his return, Guilliman was given the title "The Last Loyal Heir of the Emperor of Terra". The Empire had a history of other traitorous Primarchs.