Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Seeing the looks of the civilians, Toulsi and his brothers immediately turned their guns and looked behind them.

However, there was nothing there.

The heavy, lightless night, like a vast ocean of viscous oil, weighed heavily on their hearts, causing their hearts to beat disorderly. At this moment, Toulsi, like the other brothers of the Midnight Lords, felt uncomfortable and suffocated.

"Tell me, what did you just see!" Toulsi turned around with anger and pointed his gun at the civilians in front of him.

He could no longer bear this depressing atmosphere. The heavy night and the disordered mystery wrapped him like a thousand threads, making him unable to break free.

"I didn't see anything, there was nothing in my eyes, sir." The citizen replied calmly.

"But you were looking behind us just now! You are lying!" Toulsi asked angrily.

He lost his composure a little. As a noble commander of the Midnight Lords, it was not right to lose his composure in front of a mortal.

When will a person be unable to suppress his anger?

Sometimes, anger is just pure anger, but more often, anger comes from fear.

"I don't see anything, sir." The civilian answered again.

"If you don't believe me, look, sir, there is nothing in my eyes."

As the civilian spoke, he stretched out his two fingers, pierced straight into the eye sockets, and dug out his own two eyeballs.

"Look, sir, I'm not lying."

"There's really nothing in my eyes."

The civilian held the two bloody eyeballs in front of Touls.

He even crushed the two eyeballs with his hands, and the blood splashed on Touls's mask-the Lord of the Night saw clearly that there was really nothing in his eyes.

The anger that Touls had just raised was now like being extinguished by a basin of cold water suddenly poured from the top of his head.

"Look, sir, look at them, there is no lie."

The civilian was still approaching Touls.

A chill filled Toulsi's heart, which made him unconsciously take two steps back.

A noble Midnight Lord retreated in front of an unarmed civilian.

This was something he had never imagined before.

"What kind of monster are you?!" Toulsi asked with mixed feelings, and he waved the claws in his hand at the civilian in front of him.

The claw blade with a cold light easily cut into the civilian's body.

But Toulsi did not feel any touch of hitting the entity.

The civilian in front of him did not bleed a drop of blood.

A gust of wind swept in, and the figures of these civilians were blown away by the wind like bubbles.

In this noisy wind, all the Midnight Lords heard a faint hoarse laughter, as if mocking them.

"Who are you?!" Toulsi roared angrily in the night.

"Get out! Fight me!" He could no longer bear this atmosphere of pretending to be a ghost.

But the surroundings were still quiet, and the night was as quiet as ever.

Torsi could only hear the whistling wind around him and the friction of the gears inside the power armor of his warband brothers.

"Long live the Lord of the Night." Suddenly, the inaudible whisper was captured by the sharp hearing of the Midnight Lord.

Because the movement was too small, it was torn into thousands of pieces in the wind, and they could not accurately identify the source of the sound.

"Long live the Lord of the Night."

The voice sounded again, this time it was still a little weak, but it was better than before. The Midnight Lords turned their guns and they had roughly found the direction.

"Long live the Lord of the Night!"

The voice sounded for the third time, this time it was a high-pitched and crazy scream.

The Midnight Lords immediately raised the muzzles of their grenade launchers and aimed at the source of the sound.

They saw that in the attic not far from them, a huge throne had been placed at some point, and a tall giant sat on the throne, looking down at them like the monarch of the night.

Because they were in the darkness, the Midnight Lords had no way to see the details.

They could not see the details of the throne, nor the face of the giant on the throne. They could only see a vague shape outlined under the night.

Although he could not see the expression of the giant on the throne, Toulsi could still imagine that the giant's eyes must be full of teasing and disdain, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Long live the Lord of the Night!!!" The voice from the throne became louder and louder, spreading unhindered in the dark night.

"Fire!" Toulsi also gave the order at this time. At this moment, the frustration and anger in his heart had reached the extreme. Without any communication with the other party, he took the lead in pulling the trigger in his hand.

The dense gunfire of the grenade gun rang in the midnight, and the gunfire illuminated their profiles. The Midnight Lords poured ammunition without restraint.

Until the giant fell off the throne, until the throne collapsed, the screams resounding around also stopped abruptly.

To be honest, it was beyond Tors's expectation that the giant was knocked down so easily.

In the eyes of the Midnight Lord, this strange existence should not be so easy to kill.

They were even prepared for a hard fight.

But the fall of the throne was a fact, so Tors still took his warband brothers to the attic to check the situation.

The walls of the attic had been blasted with holes by their grenade launchers. When they arrived there, the first thing they saw was the broken flesh and blood all over the ground.

"What's the situation? What kind of monster is that?" Tols asked his brother who was checking the body.

"Brother." Midnight Lord Saga said with some hesitation, "This is Spera, Gesut, Talal and Sika."

"What?! This is impossible!" Tols screamed in shock.

These are the names of the brothers who had disappeared before.

Tols had a creepy feeling, and he knew that all nightmares were not over yet.

He pushed Saga, who was still checking the body, away rudely and went to check the fallen throne himself.

But when Tols really saw the flesh and blood, his heart almost stopped for half a beat instantly.

——The throne and the giant were not some terrifying existence, but his missing brothers, who were spliced ​​together in an incomprehensible way.

The bones of Spera and Gesut were broken and glued together to form a throne, while the shadow of the giant was made up of Talal and half of Sika.

What made him breathe more quickly was that these missing brothers were still alive until they shot at the throne.

Even now, they were still dying and had certain life characteristics.

Spera and Gesut's spines were broken, and their heads were placed on both sides, like the armrests of the throne.

"Long live the Lord of the Night." They were still mumbling something in their mouths, and their broken lungs made their voices leak a little, and blood foam would flow out of their mouths every time they spoke.

Tols watched quietly, and these missing brothers completely lost the last signs of life.

They killed their brothers who fought side by side with their own hands, which was not so difficult for them who were born as criminals to accept.

Perhaps what they should consider more at this time is whether they will also be made into such a throne and then killed by their own brothers.

No one could remain indifferent to such a scene, even if they were the Lords of Midnight.

Tors turned and left.

"Where are you going, brother?" asked Saga, the Lord of Midnight, behind him.

"Tell all the brothers to return to our palace." Tors gave this order with mixed feelings,

"We can no longer allow unknown enemies to slaughter us wantonly. We are free, but we need to unite and protect ourselves."

Saga stood there in a daze. He did not expect such words to come out of the mouth of the commander of the Lords of Midnight.

But then, he seemed to remember something, "Brother, do you want to activate that weapon again?"

"Yes." Tors nodded, "Don't doubt it, this is the best way at the moment."

Saga nodded and did not ask any more questions.

When the Lords of Midnight came to this world, they found a sacred object in the temple of this world that had been worshipped by the indigenous people for generations.

It was a seemingly ordinary dagger, but the person holding this dagger, even a mortal, could burst out unimaginable power.

This is why the Midnight Lords did not directly capture this world, but chose to occupy this world by throwing the skinned nobles from a high altitude, this intimidation method.

After the ruler of this world surrendered, the Midnight Lords took the holy relic back to their palace.

When the Imperial Fleet had just invaded, they also used this holy relic to release the thunder that enveloped the entire outer orbit of the planet to block the progress of the Imperial Fleet.

Tols returned to his palace and took the dagger in his hand.

Although he did not know the origin of this dagger, after observing it for a period of time, Tols could also feel that there was an ancient soul or ancient life inside this artifact.

It is precisely because of the existence of "Him" that this dagger can exert a power far beyond the imagination of mortals.

But everything has a price, and multiple uses in a short period of time may bring unpredictable consequences.

Now, this dagger has become his last resort, and he can no longer care about the possible consequences.

At this moment, he could not think that the reason why he and the Midnight Lords had experienced this nightmare was precisely because of this dagger - it was the fragment of the Star God in the knife that attracted Koz who accepted Duker's order.

Tols gently rubbed the blade with his fingers, and the Midnight Lords who had not been attacked came to the palace one after another.

"We are free." Tols looked at the sharp blade and murmured to himself.

For the next seven consecutive days, the Uta world was like falling into a long night.

Fear enveloped Uta, just like air enveloped every corner of this world.

In the Uta world, no matter how hot the fire was, people could not feel a trace of temperature.

Everyone was filled with fear.

The people of Uta used to fear the Midnight Lords. Many people have been ruled by the Midnight Lords since they can remember.

Those red-eyed steel giants are moody and live in palaces decorated with human skin.

The towers of some landmark buildings are also hung with the corpses of humans who resisted them.

In the past, the Night Lords had always used this method to declare their rule over the world.

They used cruel and bloody means to kill all the rebels until no one dared to disobey them.

The Midnight Lords seem to be everywhere. Once you do anything against them, they will sneak into your home quietly.

And the next day, your neighbors and your friends will see you in pieces.

In the Uta world, fear is like a heavy boulder, pressing on everyone's heart.

Those Midnight Lords hold the power of life and death. They have made countless rules and killed everyone who violates the rules.

Just like a horror story of some kind of rule talk, people can only live like set machines. Once they violate any of the thick laws, such as sweat dripping on the street, they will die on the street.

No one dares to disobey them, no one dares to express anger, people don't even dare to communicate with each other, let alone quarrel.

Mars thought he would spend his life like this, becoming a machine in the factory, producing all kinds of things they need for those terrible steel monsters.

Then after making a mistake accidentally, he was skinned and cramped by those giants.

This is a road without any surprises and doomed to death, but Mars has no choice.

He couldn't even commit suicide. In the eyes of those monsters, suicide was also a sin.

They would first stop the act of suicide, and then torture the suicide to death with several days of torture.

Mars could only accept this tragic fate, when he thought he would spend his whole life like this.

The long night enveloped the world.

The Uta people like the night, because during the day, there are thousands of rules that will kill you at the first touch, but in the night, they only need to stay at home honestly and not make any sound, and they will not be killed.

But this time the night seems to be too long.

According to the rules of the Midnight Lord, when night falls, the Uta people are not allowed to go out.

Mars has forgotten how long he has stayed in this small and cramped dark room.

Maybe a week, or half a month?

The long night has almost made him lose the concept of time. Even when looking at the clock at home, he has forgotten how many times the hands have been reincarnated.

Being alone in the dark for a long time will make a person crazy.

But Mars didn't think there was anything wrong with this - as long as they could temporarily get rid of the fear that oppressed them, even if they lost their freedom, it was no big deal.

Most Uta people had the same idea as him.

They even hoped that this sudden night would be longer.

But at a certain moment,

"Boom!——"

The dense and winding thunder, like a complex spider web, crawled all over the night sky, and the entire Uta star was illuminated by lightning, as if it were daytime.

As the light of lightning gradually faded, the night shrouded the sky seemed to be slowly unveiled.

The light of the stars illuminated the world again, and many Uta people couldn't help but squint their eyes. The long night made their eyes no longer adapt to the light of the stars.

Then, Mars saw a scene that he would never forget.

I saw the palace gates of those red-eyed steel giants slowly open, and a panicked figure ran out covered in blood.

"I am free, I am not free, I am free, I am not free" the man kept repeating something in his mouth.

Mars confirmed several times before he finally determined that the man covered in blood was the leader of those brutal steel giants - Tols.

Then, Tols's tall body fell to the ground like a mountain collapse. He crawled on the ground and raised the dagger in his hand above his head, as if he was going to show it to someone.

-"Long live, King of the Night!" He shouted as if he had exhausted all his strength.

At the same time, a golden double-headed eagle symbol appeared in the sky. It was branded on the huge and majestic warship, and it could be seen clearly even at a distance of 10,000 meters.

Mars will never forget this scene in his life.