Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 470 Act 2. Ending [Second Empire]

The drop pod of the Sons of Horus landed on the wasteland of Baal on the ninth day of the establishment of the First Kingdom of God.

There was only one man there, Sejanus.

The archangel stood in the wind of the wasteland, watching the weather-beaten veteran walking towards him silently.

boom.

The sound of armor hitting the ground was heard, and Sejanus knelt down.

The archangel was silent.

A hoarse voice sounded,

"Horus has betrayed."

Saijanus said vicissitudes of life,

"We were trapped in a galaxy by subspace turbulence. Horus was stabbed by some powerful being. He began to have a fever and experience some hallucinations...After that, he became abnormal."

"He can say some strange words [Second Empire], [Warmaster], [Prince Regent]..."

"…but this is just the beginning,"

Sejanus said calmly, as if he had accepted everything,

"I was with him all the time. It's hard for me to describe what I went through. It was a chaotic time. Before that, I saw you. After that, there were Luojia, Perturabo, and Motali. An, Fulgrim, Leman Russ, Magnus - but I can't tell the truth from the lie."

"them,"

Sejanus was silent for a moment;

"Sometimes Horus' condition improved and he awoke from his swoon, and they talked to him."

Sejanus continued, seeming uneasy about what he was about to say.

"During this period, there was also some commotion within the Legion."

Sejanus swallowed.

"Some believe the Emperor has deceived us, and blasphemous thoughts are beginning to spread within the Legion."

The archangel stared at Sejanus silently, he didn't know what to say, because this part was true,

The Emperor had truly deceived them.

"later……"

Sejanus said,

"After some complicated and foolish political wrangling, which resulted in my being impeached from the Council of the Four Kings, the Legion tried to find a new way to cure Horus - and to do so they sacrificed one of the Primarch's... mortal friends, they seemed. Succeeding, the Primarch himself resumed command of the army."

"But in the sixth week after the Primarch returned to command of his forces, the Emperor's Children visited us and I heard that the Third Primarch was coming."

Sejanus lowered his head,

"I don't know exactly what happened. Maybe it was a quarrel, a recrimination, and Horus fell again, and he was wounded again."

"The Legion tried to repeat the same trick, but this time it didn't work, and the Primarch was on the verge of death."

Sejanus took a deep breath,

"Sir, please allow me to be disrespectful."

【speak. 】

The archangel said coldly

"Just like when you established the Kingdom of God, during that time, a large number of [theists] emerged in our legion. Many people did not want to lose the father of genes, so - they made more breakthroughs... [Empire Truth] operation.”

Sacrifice.

[I know what you want to say. As long as it does not affect my judgment, I allow you to skip the details that make you uncomfortable, Sejanus. 】

Sejanus breathed a sigh of relief;

"Thank you for your mercy - but no matter what, whatever method they ultimately used, Horus stood up again."

[Is this the end of his difficulties? 】

The archangel suddenly asked,

"No,"

"My lord, no."

Sejanus continued the long, painful story,

"After the Gene Father was awakened, he showed a strong interest in subspace, but he only had a superficial taste. He may hope to use the power of psychic energy to return the Legion to the physical world - but in an attempt with a psyker, He contacted...some existence?"

"I'm not sure what's on the other side,"

Sejanus explained,

"But it feels like [Scarlet Sinner] to me."

Magnus, or the force behind Magnus' psychic powers?

"At last, Horus came out - he...he was completely changed,"

Sejanus said hesitantly,

"Every Legionnaire heard those words spoken by the Gene Father,"

"He said……"

"He said [God's Abandoned One], [The Seizing of Power by the Nietzsche] and - [The Death of the Emperor]."

The archangel trembled.

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【come over,】

Mortarion walked on the corridor of the Endurance. Behind him, Malcador was quickly following the Pale Lord.

[…It’s hard to imagine. 】

Mortarion commented,

[I can't imagine this scene. In my imagination, I have never imagined such a scene - unexpected people, unexpected things, you should come and see. 】

【Now,】

said the Pale Lord, moving faster and faster,

[Now is the moment when the miracle can be fully seen, on the ninth day of the ninth month before the star torch goes out. 】

Malcador was silent, holding his scepter tightly. From Mortarion's few words, the old man may have realized what happened.

...the Lord of Change.

Makado thought.

No matter what Tzeentch had done, he hoped his old friend would hold on.

Mortarion stopped suddenly, and Malcador, who was deep in thought, almost ran into those disgusting large wings.

Mortarion spoke,

[You should be optimistic, I also know what these numbers represent - but it is indeed not what we imagined. 】

"Stop being so pretentious, Mortarion - when did you learn to take pleasure in toying with others?"

Malcador frowned, Mortarion snorted, and started leading the way again. He opened a door for Malcador and led him into the astrology room.

This is the personal room of the Pale Lord. The huge, transparent glass dome bulges above their heads. The dense stars hang down from the sky, and the dazzling gap is staring at them.

Mortarion walked over and stopped in front of a huge spherical observation instrument. He began to adjust it. This complex and exquisite instrument had fourteen sets of eyepieces and objective lenses that needed to be adjusted. Some small Death Guards were hanging on it. .

[I don’t need this instrument myself, Malcador. 】

Mortarion's calm voice sounded, and Malcador smiled slightly, naturally ignoring Mortarion's taunt.

After a long time, Mortarion stood up slowly. He stood beside the observation mirror, staring at Malcador, and motioned for him to come over and check.

Malcador hurriedly walked over. He stretched his eyes towards the eyepiece. Under the adjustment of the Lord of Death, the real-time subspace waves were displayed inside.

After the Star Torch was extinguished, whenever one looked into the Warp, all one could see was chaos and a dazzling scar that ran through the galaxy.

but now--

Malcador saw a star, surrounded by ominous black,

It was shining, its wintry and crimson colors casting a bright trace across the warp,

The star dragged out a trail, and pointing in the direction of the trail... where it overlapped with the Great Rift, was... it was Cadia.

Someone showed them the way.

Malcador suddenly stood up in front of the observation eyepiece. Mortarion stood beside him with his arms folded. He looked happy to be able to go to the battlefield.

[I am very familiar with that light... Tell me, damn old man, what interaction have I had with this man who helped us? 】

Malcador's mouth trembled slightly, that's...that's...

“…Fenris”

as well as……

"Magnus."

No more, great!