Emperor's Bane

Chapter 170 Father and Daughter and Rest
War, or rather, massacre.

Human massacre of Ran Dan.

The slaughter of the winners on the losers.

It lasted for a long time, and it spilled untold blood as well: nearly every Randan warship required a real battle to capture and destroy, and that erupted between the two Empires. The battle between the imperial guards, looking at the entire galaxy, can be called an extremely tragic strangulation battle.

Ran Dan's fighters have proved to everyone with facts that any race that can compete for the hegemony of the galaxy will not be a mob living only by looking up to its own heroes. When any emperor rises, there will always be people behind him There would be a Legion worthy of him, an Empire worthy of him, a race worthy of him.

Ran Dan has never lacked in courage, tenacity, perseverance, determination, and even the noble consciousness of shooting the last shot that symbolizes unyielding will against an unstoppable opponent and destiny in a desperate situation.

And it was with such a noble spirit and perseverance that they were slaughtered by the human army without leaving any.

Neither fate, nor the Milky Way, nor the gradually dispersed gods in the clouds, will shed a single tear for their enlightenment and nobility, because the only great one who can shed tears for them is already Completely dead.

At this moment, the Randan Empire, which used to dominate the Quartet, is no different from the slave races that once fell under their feet.

In this galaxy, there are really too many excellent races, they have the talents and qualifications to pursue destiny and the future: but there is only one victor's throne, one side survives, and the other side will fall.

It's just that this time, what fell was the once smug Alien Empire, and in order to kill it, the fleet of the Lord of Terra also spent some effort.

Even with a huge army including two Primarchs and several mechanical arks, it still took the human empire a whole Terra standard day to completely annihilate the alien army and drive each of them under the frenzied All the alien warships that were screaming and fighting to the death were sunk. The Shadow Moon Wolf Legion won the greatest glory in this battle. Spectacular hills.

But the most arduous victory undoubtedly belonged to the Golden Guard of the Human Empire. Over the nameless world where the alien emperor fell, Valdor led his brothers and sisters who were accustomed to silence in an uninterrupted confrontation. In the massacre, all those alien elites who were dubbed "Randan Forbidden Army" will be wiped out. This is a terrible war that will not be praised:
The Custodians and the Sisters of Silence took more than half their casualties in those blasphemy xenos warships, while the xenos emperor's forty thousand personal guards and the best five hundred overlords were slaughtered: these xenos knew how to fight together better than the emperor's proud golden warriors Not to mention that those profane maze engines are their familiar home ground, which is the main reason why this battle is so tragic.

At least a thousand Custodians and Sisters of Silence lay buried in the twisted alien warship, and their remains received the best burial, while their ethereal souls, which were tangible and perhaps non-existent, lay in the increasingly calm sea of ​​souls Wandering slowly, and at the end, rested quietly under the endless light of the icy sun.

That's their reward.

The only reward.

This is enough.

They are peaceful.

At the very least, when Morgan observed them from a distance, she did feel a kind of tranquility and serenity from their aura that she could envy.

The Spider Queen's third eye trembled because of this scene.

Ok……

think carefully.

She is not envious.

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She is not envious.

Morgan thought so.

Then, as stealthily as possible, she extended her invisible cat's paws to the battleship full of delicious souls of the Alien Forbidden Army, and quietly grabbed a large lump, formed a ball, and put it into her mouth.

tasty……

Even compared to the few treasures left by her, these powerful souls called Randan Forbidden Army are extremely sweet, and they even have a spicy taste, which may be brought by the most resolute spirit seasoning.

Unfortunately, the number is too small.

Although Morgan thought that her appetite was as small as those hummingbirds among the lush greenery, the souls of only [-] Randan Imperial Guards really couldn't satisfy her current appetite.

With no other choice, she could only extend her cat's paws to the souls of alien warriors who were quite inferior in taste, but they were simply full of food: although these offal tasted a bit chewy, but Most of the ones who can reach this point are the most essential part of the Alien Empire. Although it is not very delicious, it does have [nutrition].

In this way, while happily enjoying her own dinner, Morgan watched with great interest how the empire's fleet strangled the alien army step by step: she focused on observing the performance of Horus and Mortarion in the battle, It also has an incomparably deep first impression of the human forbidden army on another battlefield.

At this moment, the Spider Queen of the Second Legion is in an extremely rare and comfortable state: those mortal nurses and the medical practitioners of the First Legion have been taken away by Coswayne himself, and now, Morgan has exclusive Looking at a gorgeous lounge, he put his feet on the soft back of [Warmaster], while watching the immersive space bloody opera, he squeezed the cheeks of his soul body bulging.

She still had some headaches, and felt the inevitable fatigue and weakness after a certain kind of intense consumption, which made her even bother to spend energy to maintain her shape, maintaining a body that looked too immature: if someone entered this room, He may wonder why a child can be so honored.

She is resting: of course she has the right to rest, even if the lion of Caliban comes to her, she can justly grab the fruit bowl beside her and smash him out.

Who called this place [Indomitable Truth], the flagship of the First Legion? Here, Morgan should have some willful surplus: even her heirs will get a lot of credit for it.

Hector's team was standing guard outside her room, preventing anyone from approaching the room of the Mother of Genes, and in the room at the other end of the corridor, Jonson and Vulcan's injuries had almost healed themselves, Just haven't woken up yet.

Everything was going so smoothly that Morgan even felt a little bit of happiness: her mind seemed to be becoming active, which was something Morgan didn't even feel.

But unfortunately, the joy only lasted until Morgan's third eye glanced at the hunk of the most delicious soul.

That gigantic soul belonging to the alien emperor located in the barren world exudes a wonderful poisonous aura...

Ah... want to eat...

……

……No
No, no, no.

She doesn't want to eat.

She doesn't want to eat at all.

The Spider Queen patted her face and forced her eyes to look elsewhere, however, this did not stop the fact that the delicious soul existed there: she could even ask about its taste, hear the lingering The shrill howl around it.

Hundreds of billions of the saddest and craziest dying cries, what a great piece of music to accompany the meal, she even remembered a recipe about crying and the soul that she had seen in the recipes of the Eldar Empire dishes...

No, don't think about it.

Morgan squinted his eyes, and quietly glanced at the icy sun above the 【Royal Mirage】.

For some reason, the Lord of Men did not join in the ensuing battle, but returned to his ship, leaving his sons and minions to be honored in the slaughter.

And in the sea of ​​souls, Morgan could see that there seemed to be some cracks in the boundless psychic light of her genetic father, which might be the reason why he was absent from the battle.

But this didn't prevent her from quietly swallowing her saliva, and refocusing her gaze on the safer and drier alien souls.

After all, she can see: Although the Lord of Humanity has been far away from the world where Emperor Ran Dan fell, his light is always shining on the huge soul of the alien emperor, as if he is doing some follow-up work .

She dared not get close.

Leaping over those snow-white human souls, Morgan grabbed countless screaming and roaring alien souls, kneaded tens of thousands of souls into delicious balls, and fell into wanton chomping, Use a kind of false satisfaction to cover up your grief and indignation.

Ok……

She's not angry, she's not sorry, and she doesn't care: it's just the soul of a more powerful alien, it's just that she spent all her savings to eat it, and now she has nothing...

She is not angry at all.

The alien soul enough to fill an entire legion was stuffed into his mouth wantonly by Morgan, and the spider queen's cheeks even swelled up, and the joy of the previous moment was gone at this time.

At this moment, Morgan was like the most depressed groundhog, eating and devouring in a corner where no one was paying attention, turning his anger and resentment into a bit too loud chewing sound.

then……

Then she discovered that the icy sun seemed to turn around as she ate.

It cast an emotionless glance at Morgan's position.

……

……

……

Morgan: (X*)
Morgan blinked.

Blinked again.

For a moment, she even thought she was delusional: maybe it was just an unfortunate coincidence?Or maybe he was just looking at Jonson and Vulcan?
As she thought so, an emotion called panic, accompanied by the fear of being crushed by absolute power and terrifying memories, surged in Morgan's heart.

Under this kind of fear, Morgan, who was still eating wantonly, now can only...

Cover your mouth, get nervous, and then...

He ate and chewed more quickly.

A ray of light called fear circulated in Morgan's blue pupils, and under this ray, the Lord of the Second Legion squeezed his cheeks swollen and covered his mouth, like a flustered earthworm Like a rat, he chewed the food in his mouth faster and faster.

It made her feel at ease.

……

after all……

The way she releases her fear and stress seems to be eating and chewing...

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When Morgan thought he was continuing his eating activities secretly and carefully, the Lord of Humanity just sat quietly on his throne, a golden phantom flashed lightly in his pupils, and then The physical universe sees the scene of the sea of ​​souls.

Then, he saw the roaring souls of countless aliens turning into a surging torrent, roaring past in front of him, and disappearing all the way in a well-covered corner on the [Indomitable Truth].

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The lord of humanity glanced casually, but didn't care any more: it was not the time for him to claim his only daughter, and she still needed to do one more thing before she could receive the gift he had prepared.

In his heart, the Emperor, to a certain extent, approved of Malcador's advice: he might really need to spend some of his energy on Morgan, even if it was just the most perfunctory play.

Because, the Lord of Humanity has prepared three gifts for his only daughter.

One of them was defective, and hardly a gift.

One serving is semi-finished.

And the last one...

It is also semi-finished.

……

It doesn't matter, she will understand the meaning behind these gifts, after all, neither Jonson nor Horus have a low opinion of her.

The God of the Wolf Shepherd even put forward his own suggestion quite enthusiastically: the Lord of the Shadow Moon Wolf longed to be the one who taught his sisters, and he swore that he would do the best.

The Emperor did not refute this opinion, and Horus could indeed be trusted.

When the situation of the No.11 Legion was presented to the Emperor, Morgan's name appeared in the vast preparation plan of the Lord of Humanity. From then on, all her encounters will be covered with a layer of gold phantom.

She'll get some pampering: for the future plans of the Lord of Men.

For his purpose, the Lord of Humanity never minds doing some unreasonable actions in the eyes of ordinary people. After all, no one can truly understand and know every gully and every thought in the emperor's heart, even Malcador Can't do that either.

It wasn't a question of trust, it was simply that he didn't want his last friend to take on more.

The eyes that stayed on Morgan's body may not even last a second, and they had to withdraw for some reason: whether it was the follow-up treatment of the alien emperor, or the continuous attention to the [thing] in his palm that was taken out of the Martian dungeon. Suppression is consuming the power of the emperor.

(In the information given by gw, the emperor did open the dungeon of Mars in order to end the second randan war, but he never stated that he really released the fragments of the void dragon)

What's more, the backlash caused by the silver-white light in his palm is more terrifying than that alien emperor. The lord of humanity really feels a little pain, but even so, he must hold on to it all the time. It: He didn't trust this power to be placed anywhere but the dungeon of Mars, his palm, and the makeshift cage that Malcador had conjured up.

Because of this, he did not participate in more battles, nor did he meet his sons immediately: he knew that even in the face of his sons, he had to maintain an invincible posture.

He can't have the slightest scar.

As for Morgan, his daughter...

The lord of humanity narrowed his eyes, and despite being thousands of miles away, he could still feel the bone marrow of the Second Primarch's greed for the alien soul.

This is not a good thing.

But it's not such an important and bad thing.

Morgan has never touched the bottom line of the lord of mankind. Although what she does is a little dark, it is not unbearable: even compared to some of her brothers, she is really the one that is reassuring.

The Emperor was used to eccentric ailments appearing in his children, or his children's children, although those involved did their best to hide them.

For example, his perfect winged son was worried about his offspring's bad eating habits, trying to cover it up in every possible way: but before Sanguinius returned, many ghouls had already been stalking him with impunity. It's not even a secret that needs to be explored specifically to devour human flesh before allies and mortals alike.

How could the emperor not know.

As Sanguinius claimed, healed his offspring.

Yes.

Since the Phoenix of Phoenicia led his descendants to defeat the blight, and since it only took a moment for the scarlet Magnus to completely wipe out the mutation of flesh and blood, the Archangel from Baal, with his children Isn't it reasonable that we have completely overcome the obstacles in our genes?

Maybe it is really reasonable, but this is not something that the Lord of Humans will worry about: he has too many things, since his heirs are so reassuring, then he will trust their power for the time being .

Think of the others: Jonson who had no desire for honor or title, Perturabo who had sworn to bear all the burdens, Ferrus the cool-headed, and above them all, the most lethal His proud child.

Horus, his Horus, his wolf-god, his Sagittarius.

He will inherit his blade, he will never put on these annoying armors again, he will protect his empire and his people, and holy Terra: no one can hurt them.

The lord of humanity slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and when he thought of these loyal heirs again and again, his gaze once again passed over his daughter.

Jonson and Horus affirmed her strength and attitude, believing her to be a reassuring collaborator and Primarch.

And the sharp sword he left in her mind, the protector, also faithfully reflected her situation: after the initial temptation, she no longer extended her sharp claws to pure and innocent human beings .

As for the illustrious reputation of the soul drinker spread on Ran Dan's front line, there is no need to conduct special investigations to know a lot. Her achievements are even second only to those Primarchs who already have their own legions and fight in all directions. .

The Emperor closed his eyes.

Perhaps, he can look forward to her ability and loyalty, and can conceive how best to use her power.

It is said that during the exploration of the northeastern border of the galaxy, many vanguard troops have sent back a message: a legend about a judge who ruled the world with great power and strangled all evil and darkness.

Maybe he can plan it out.

...but now is not the time.

The silver-white dragon neighed restlessly in his palm, causing the Lord of Humanity to frown again.

He suppressed it, again.

Then he called Horus.

[My child, my Horus. 】

He said.

[I will send you a coordinate, the coordinate of a galaxy. 】

[Bring your sisters and your legion to that coordinate, there will be some things that need to be resolved by you. 】

[I'll be there later. 】

"I see, father."

Thousands of miles away, Horus accepted his father's order without hesitation, but soon, he hesitated and asked a question.

"Need to wake Jonson, Father?"

"After all, I worry that Morgan might be more used to acting with the Dark Angels."

[She has to learn to be independent, and Zhuang Sen has fought long enough, now is not the time to ask him to fight again. 】

"I see, father."

The voice of the Wolf Shepherd became more cheerful.

"Leave it to me, I won't let you down."

(End of this chapter)