Doomsday, starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 460 The Emperor's True Face

Horus' flagship, the Vengeful Spirit, suddenly shut down its shield system.

This is an obvious signal of engagement.

Neither side could drag it on, and Horus chose the battlefield first.On this flagship he will fight his final duel.

Although this looks like a trap, it is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to change the situation in one fell swoop, and Terra will never let it go.And you must do your best!

For Horus' move was both an invitation and a threat.If the Emperor had not responded, he could still forcefully destroy Terra with the firepower of his vast fleet.

In the imperial palace, the emperor sitting high on the golden throne had already expected all of this.Since the beginning of the Horus Rebellion, all the battle situations have been deduced countless times in his mind.

Everyone plays their part, and the Emperor is no exception.

At this time, the chancellor of the empire, the strongest psychic among mortals, Malcador the Handprinter was ready.He will sit on the Golden Throne in place of the Emperor, enduring the inhuman pain of being siphoned from the throne's psychic powers and sealing the entrance to the webway behind.

It was supposed to be the hope of all mankind, but due to a psychic communication from Magnus, it has now become an ever-growing and expanding warp exit.

Every moment must rely on powerful spiritual energy to seal.If not, the exit will be completely detonated.All of Terra would be dragged into the Warp, an eternal portal linking reality and fiction.

With such a huge entrance and exit, who can guarantee what kind of terrifying existence will come out!

Countless demons, weird and terrifying subspace creatures, or... evil gods?
In any case, the Emperor would not allow that horrible future to come true.

He has already prophesied his future through psychic power.This time will be the last time to leave the throne, and after solving this rebellion, he will return to the throne forever.

For this, Malcador must replace him on the throne for a day.

The psionic energy required to maintain this seal is too great, even if it is only a day, this undead who has lived for an unknown amount of time will be drained of all his psionic energy and life by the Golden Throne.

Loyal Malcador had no complaints about it.

The Emperor finally stepped down from his throne, and immediately began preparations for the "Vengeant Spirit" dance.

Time was running out, so he organized a team of elite Custodians and set foot on the teleportation platform in spite of Rogdorn's objection. Besides this team of Custodians, he also had two Primarchs, Dorn and Sanguinius.

Although the "Spirit of Vengeance" turned off its shield, the battlefield was chosen by Horus, so how could he be unprepared.The group of people was suddenly separated at the moment of teleportation and scattered all over the ship.

The "Spirit of Vengeance" is a Queen of Glory class battleship. More than 20 kilometers long, with countless decks, all spread out, the area is comparable to a super large city.The emperors who were scattered among them could only give up converging, and each headed towards the bridge.

When the emperor brought several forbidden soldiers all the way to the bridge, there were already many corpses scattered in the wide hall!

Among them are the traitors of the "Sons of Horus", as well as the "Fist of the Empire" and the "Forbidden Army".But the Emperor's eyes were all drawn to one of the corpses in golden power armor.

Robust, majestic corpse.

It's Don!
Lord of the Seventh Legion, the Emperor's most loyal and most trusted heir, Rogal Dorn!

The emperor felt extremely sad in his heart, and when he looked up, there were still two figures fighting together in the hall.One of them, covered in blood and surrounded by filthy psionic energy, was Horus.The kid who came back to him first, always humble and loyal.It is also the chief culprit who set off this rebellion.

The other one, golden armor, white wings, and pure spiritual light are like beautiful flowers blooming in the mud.

With a flash of sword light, Sanguinius stopped, her cold eyes swept over the Emperor and the others, and she stepped aside expressionlessly.

The emperor's eyes are complicated. The most perfect child among the many heirs has the strongest talent, the most perfect character, and has inherited the most talents from him.He should have been the most suitable candidate for the Warmaster, even the heir to the Empire.

But there is a younger brother who regards life as life!Moreover, she had to kill her brother.

The conflict between the two is almost insoluble.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and then dissipated them all in his breath.The Emperor drew his sword and charged at Horus.

The most important thing now is to end this as soon as possible.

But Horus was no longer the person he thought he was.

As soon as they fought, the emperor discovered that Horus had completely degenerated into a toy of the evil gods, and thus obtained all the blessings of the four evil gods, and his every move could draw the power of the four gods, greatly increasing his strength.

And the Emperor has been trapped on the Golden Throne for years.A huge amount of psionic energy has to be sucked away day and night.The strength is far from the peak period, and it fell to the disadvantage for a while!
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At the same time, Lynn also teleported to the "Spirit of Vengeance", slowly pacing in the twisted and diseased corridor.

"It seems that the fall and corruption of Horus have affected reality."

The interior of the entire ship became unrecognizable, the steel walls swelled like flesh and blood, and the blood vessel-like pipes were entangled and coiled, pulsating like swallowing.

Skinny hands stretched out from the wall, densely packed towards Lynn in the middle.

A little bit of mental power was released, forming a ring of shining golden light beside Lynn.The ring expanded violently, purifying everything around him in the blink of an eye.Whether it was withered claws or squirming flesh and blood, they all turned into fly ash.

Lynn stepped forward and found that there were many traces of battle on the walls on both sides, and even the imperial army was trapped in it, but they had been drained of life and merged with the walls.

He kept walking, and any enemies he met along the way wailed and spontaneously ignited the moment they saw him, turning into clusters of torches.

Together with the stench in the air and the yellow liquid on the ground, they were all purified like shadows under the scorching sun.

All the way to the command hall of the "Spirit of Vengeance", the first thing you see is the emperor who is covered in bruises and Horus who is triumphant.and the portholes behind them.

Outside the porthole is the dilapidated Terra.

From this angle, it looks like a toy in their hands.

Lin En withdrew his gaze and looked at the Emperor first. This was the "first time" he stood in front of the Emperor.

According to legend, no one can clearly describe the appearance of the emperor, and the emperor who anyone sees is the most perfect image in his heart.And the perfect Sanguinius inherited the characteristics of the emperor.

But what strength is Lynn now?The golden gaze easily dispelled the strange stance on the emperor.

This action is not only rude, it can even be said to be the most obvious hostility.

But he didn't care, and everyone present finally saw the Emperor's true face.

At this moment, exclamations rang out.Lynn's gaze suddenly shrank!
that face.

That face that was so perfect that there were no flaws.

It looks exactly like Lynn...

(End of this chapter)