Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group

Horus did not answer Sigma’s question for the first time.

Horus was confidently ready to come here to help Sigma awaken his brother together.

In Horus’s opinion, this event is a very happy and exciting thing.

Horus liked his brother.

At least the vast majority of brothers.

Kiliman is one of them.

Horus admired Robert Kiliman because Robert Kiliman could unite Makurag before the emperor came to Makulag.

Even Robert Kiliman could not only complete the mastery of Makurag before the emperor came.

And they also brought some of the surrounding world into the sphere of domination.

In a short time, Robert Kiliman established a small kingdom of his own.

The people of this kingdom live in peace.

The whole country works in an orderly manner.

There is a complete industrialization development of “seven five seven”.

It can be said.

Robert Kiliman is one of the most capable brothers.

And after knowing the forty-first millennium, the tragic scenario of humanity.

Horus also believes that the return of Robert Kiliman, the only loyalty proto, that can currently be found, is the best good thing.

So.

Horus was pleasant at first.

I really think I’m going to be a savior.

Although Trivican said to Horus.

To see Robert Killiman needs to stain his hands with some blood.

They don’t have time to explain their existence at length, and all time is urgent at the moment.

Trivican also asked Horus to gather the best three hundred heirs.

Horus was honestly prepared for the oolong incident.

But now.

When Horus first landed.

What caught sight was a chaotic scene.

Although 10,000 years have passed in time, it has been a regression in the sustainability of the empire in 10,000 years.

Horus 10,000 years ago could easily tell the identities of the two warring parties.

Horus can see it.

Those are the fallen, and those are the heirs of Kiliman.

Horus is even more visible.

And those who are their own fallen heirs.

Just as the son of the gene has a rhythm for the father of his genes in the year.

The father of genes also feels this way.

It doesn’t matter what you become of your own heirs.

As long as the father of genes saw his own children.

He can still know his heirs.

Look at the many former sons of Horus who have grown horns or ivory.

Horus could only feel the pain.

Meantime.

The guards beside Horus also felt something rhythmic in their hearts.

Although Horus had repeatedly emphasized the particularity of his task with them when carrying out this mission.

They may turn their swords at their cousins.

But now they saw their brother, after becoming what they are now.

When you see the Chaos Rebels look like a cow and horse.

Their brains are like a hammer.

What is this thing?!

This is still Astarte?!

How can I have such a brother?!

And like the 30k Shadow Moon Wolf beside Horus, the Black Legion in the Chaos Rebels also felt that they had been hit critically.

As the troops ordered by the commander to prevent Kiliman’s resurrection, these are among the most elite troops at Abaddon’s hands.

Most of such troops are veterans of the period of the Great Expedition.

This kind of veteran was stunned when he saw Horus.

Their first reaction was that this Horus was also a damn clone.

But quickly.

The pulse of the genetic seed tells them.

This Horus in front of them is definitely not a cloned genogen.

He is their Father!

It was Horus who saw the final death with their own eyes!

Forever marshal!

And not to mention the brothers who were by Horus’s side.

They can also feel it.

The brothers around Horus are not something that ordinary people can take.

All of them are clean Mark four-power armor, and the paint and workmanship are from the Great Expedition, and more importantly, this livery is still the paint of the Shadow Moon Wolf.

And not later in the time of the son of Horus!

It can be said.

The appearance of these Shadow Moon wolves, just the moment they appeared, was enough to bring a pulse in the heart.

When these neat warriors appear.

It seems to remind people of the distant past years.

The legion still exists.

They are still fighting for their ideals.

Thump.

Suddenly.

Another black corps veteran knelt down sharply.

“The war marshal… Long…… Father…… I…”

This Black Legion veteran has experienced even more wars, even if he has killed more people…

At this moment.

He was still weak like a child.

He now wants to return to the arms of Horus. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

He was now desperate to join his brother.

Once again, he became the son of Horus, or a member of the Shadow Moon Wolf.

And not now, continue as part of Abaddon’s Black Corps.

He was now moved to tears.

He was so excited that he couldn’t even say a word.

Can’t even say a complete sentence!

With the first Black Corps veteran kneeling.

The other fallen people also knelt.

They prayed for Horus’ forgiveness.

They congratulated the commander on his return.

They are crying.

They are rejoicing.

And this made Horus a little embarrassed.

He came suddenly.

A large group of heirs cried at him, this kind of battle he had never seen this kind of battle.

And the heirs around him are also confused.

Shouldn’t there be a vicious war?

Right now.

They are already coming.

But what about the vicious war?

Didn’t you see the vicious battle at all?

Instead, I saw a group of brothers and cousins who were not ghosts or ghosts.

There is also a group of extreme fighters in strange livery and equipment.

And Horus also took a long breath, he looked around, and finally found Robert Kiliman in the stationary force field.

“That’s my brother, Kiliman.”

Horu 2.8 let out a long sigh: “Friend, is it okay to expel the Chaos Corrosion on his body?” ”

“No problem,” Sigma spoke at hearing Horus’s request, “Didn’t you say yes?” ”

Saying this, Sigma took the warhammer in his hand and prepared to leave.

But at this time.

Those extreme warriors stood in front of Sigma.

And just as Sigma was about to do as Trivicom said.

When a bloody path is killed in the extreme warrior pile.

Horus called him.

“Until then, can you do something for me?”

“What?”

Sigma put away and prepared the hammer man’s warhammer.

“These guys who blow up are going to deal with it… What do you think? Friend. ”

“I feel… People who fall into chaos are dangerous. ”

Sigma made his assessment: “What do you want to do? Friend. “。