Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

Captain Power Hammer was even more unruly than the Chain Sword Master. From a long way away, he rushed forward and with a pop, he knelt down and hugged Rasta's other thigh. Then he raised his head and tried to open his eyes wide. Eye.

"Me too!"

Then it was time to compete for favor. A bunch of live warriors came together and started competing with each other.

"Sir, I think it is not a problem to take calcium tablets to cause bleeding. This is in line with my central idea of ​​​​the power of rejuvenation.

Look, we are fighting on the battlefield, spitting blood one by one. The enemy will definitely take it lightly. As long as we relax a little, our army can gain a considerable advantage!

A mouthful of blood a day will help you fight wildly in the expedition. Sir, please give me a bottle of calcium tablets! "

The captain of the power hammer was so confident in his words that he wished he could boast about the effectiveness of calcium tablets.

"Is that so?"

The Sixth Evil God was shocked. To be honest, he just deliberately pranked Horus, so he set up the blood spraying function. He didn't expect it to have a miraculous effect on the battlefield situation.

"That's not the case! The product produced by this master must be of high quality. Master, please see if you can give me an extra bottle. I will spray it twice in one breath!"

The Chainsword Master kicked away the Power Hammer Captain to show that he was here first.

"What's the use of spraying twice? I can spray two meters! Don't pull me!"

Captain Powerhammer reports Chainsword Master for unfair competition.

The Chainsword Master's strange sense of comparison as a space warrior suddenly came up.

"I can spray five meters!"

Captain Powerhammer's eyes widened.

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

He gritted his teeth: "I can spray ten meters!"

"I'll spray twenty meters!"

"I'll spray for thirty meters!"

Just when the two blue cans, who were usually close friends, wanted to stare at each other to death, two bottles of cans were handed to them.

They looked up.

"Squirt! Squirt quickly! Squirt for me! Squirt now!"

His eyes were shining with lust, and he was looking forward to it.

The two braggarts fell into deep thought. How far is thirty meters?

Wow! The bottle of calcium tablets in Guangyu's hand suddenly fell to the ground. He pushed away the two men and ran away.

Why?

The machine soul of the God's Chosen Tank saw this scene.

After being blessed by the light desire, it already has a certain amount of wisdom.

It also wants to get one!

Choose me! Choose me!

I can spray a hundred meters!

The honest and sincere Cerberus fire-breathing tank just ran over like a puppy rushing towards its owner.

It is so honest! It can really spray a hundred meters!

But it also really created two blue cans that competed with it for favor.

"Fortunately, I hid in time."

Rasta glanced at the two beautiful parabolas formed by the Chain Sword Master and the Power Hammer Captain, and patted his chest.

There is a reason why the Astartes like to call him Master.

He once took out a Chinese book and told stories to the cans gathered in a circle.

That story is called "Runtu and Yu fought fiercely all night in the watermelon field."

For the Astartes, this could barely be considered a bizarre story, although it was also a bit tragic, but it was much better than the cesspool-like galaxy.

Especially after Rasta pointed out that this story took place in the second millennium of Holy Terra, the cans became more and more interesting.

Guang Yu himself even forgot who started shouting "Master".

But what he remembered very clearly was that the Chain Sword Master ran over to a planet two years ago with a bunch of alien eggs and shouted, "Master, boil the mangosteen in salt water and eat it while it's hot."

Rasta said something to the excited Chain Sword Master.

“Eating Krabby Patties tonight!”

"Very good!"

"Guess no one's share."

"?!"

Horus' side.

After sending away his descendants, Horus was worried.

He sat down on a flower bed a little dejectedly.

In his mind, he could see the Chain Sword Master and the Chosen Tank receiving the blessing of Lust.

It also looks like Velengkan and Subtropical received the blessing and directly advanced to the great demon.

Horus' fear did not come from himself, but from the Emperor!

He is not a fool, he can see that there is a being like Luang Yu who blesses those two aliens!

If the Emperor told him all this openly, then the Wolf God would have nothing to fear.

But it seemed to Horus that the Emperor himself was afraid.

"Move over a little bit."

The little Internet cafe owner kicked the big bald head.

"Oh well."

Rasta sat down and acted like a knowing evil god.

He began to ask questions to Horus.

"What do you think the Emperor is like?"

The question was so general that Horus didn't know how to answer it.

Guangyu started talking to himself.

"He is an extremely brave man. He has given every human being a dream, a dream called empire, and he is realizing this dream.

But he is also an extremely timid person. He is afraid that human beings will no longer be human beings. The empire that rules the galaxy is not the human empire. He is afraid of existences similar to mine.

He is also afraid of me, even...

He is afraid of himself! "

Rasta was mediating the possible father-son estrangement between Horus and the Emperor.

Horus couldn't believe Rasta's words. He couldn't imagine that the lord of mankind still had such emotions.

"So he hid something from you, all humans, and all Space Marines, but in general, he meant well."

Lust pointed out the doubts that Horus had in mind about the Emperor.

The Emperor hid the truth of the Warp from them and told them that there was no god and that they must believe in the Emperor's truth.

"Then why..."

Horus's curiosity was at its peak at this moment.

"Because ordinary lives, or any mortals, who know those truths and those taboo knowledge, will be deformed and no longer human. They will become just like those aliens, ugly, and gain negligible power, but no longer It’s myself.”

The words of light made Horus fall into silence.

He finally understood why the other party asked him to take a break.

The Evil God deliberately let him stay and took the opportunity to rest to clear up his doubts.

Once the seeds of suspicion are planted, they are likely to be exploited by the Lord of Chaos.

Horus felt himself mentally prepared.

He asked Guang Yu for the truth.

"I want to know what the Emperor is hiding. He is willing to teach me everything, except the subspace. Is the so-called truth in the subspace?"

All the questions pointed to the subspace, and Horus felt that there must be something wrong there.

"You are very smart, yes, everything originates from subspace."

The lust for light began to suffocate.

Horus' face became increasingly uglier. No wonder he always felt like something was staring at him when he was sailing through the subspace on the battleship of the Seventh Company, which made his hair stand on end.

He asked quickly.

"What's in the warp?"

Rasta stood up suddenly.

The Wolf Shepherd was so frightened that he squatted down in the flower bed.

Guangyu stretched out four fingers.

"Four! A whole four! There are four black Internet cafe owners in the subspace!"

Horus's whole body was in bad shape!