Emperor's Bane

Chapter 190 Return of the Primarch
"Look, Morgan, the Queen of Glory battleship with the simplest painting is the [HMS Endurance] belonging to Mortarion. He is the toughest of our brothers, just like the name of his ship. "

"Mortarion will stick to his heart in any pain and desperation. He will never be knocked down by any of the most terrifying tortures in the world. If you fight side by side with him one day in the future, maybe you will not get along very well. Pleasant, but you need never worry about his loyalty on the battlefield."

"I hope you can get to know each other again, Morgan, I know that you and him had some unpleasantness in Druen, but after all, from now on, we are the commanders who fight for the emperor and the empire, and we also follow our genes together. Blood brother of the father, I don't want the little friction in the past to affect the relationship between you and Mortarion, you are not villains, there is no need to go astray through misunderstanding."

Among the dim stars, light that cannot be seen by the naked eye is constantly shining: and in this light, there are battleships from various legions, and the most powerful fighters on the battleships, the most noble demigods .

At least three Primarchs and more legions are pouring into this galaxy: Whether it is the sullen Mortarion, or the newly awakened Randan war heroes: Leman Russ and Vulkan, they are all fighting against each other in their respective legions. Surrounded by their descendants, they crossed the vast ocean that was always brewing with storms and turmoil, and responded to the call of their genetic father to come to this desolate galaxy that doesn't even have a name.

These three Primarchs, together with Horus and Jonson who are around Morgan at this time: a total of five Primarchs, and the dear Lord of Humanity himself, will be the guests and guests of a grand mother-child reunion. Supporters, witness the Second Legion's pledge of allegiance to their Primarch.

And now, although the performance has not officially started, these honorable supporting actors have already entered the arena one after another. The ships of the primarchs easily broke free from the shackles of the world under their feet, and roamed freely among the stars. They are either bright or dim. The outer shell, against the light of the star, cast a shimmering rain of metal.

And amidst the brilliance of the stars and the lake, the God Shepherd brought his newest blood sister to the hill before the entrance of the underground passage, standing under the sky that was not covered by the atmosphere, and dedicated himself to his sisters. Identifying and explaining the warships that came one after another, as well as the owners of the warships, he was very precious, and told every brother in the most intimate language.

He mentioned Mortarion first, this is the closest brother to him in the group: The Wolf God has long remembered the unpleasant experience of Morgan and Mortarion in the Druen galaxy, and his heart is for blood relatives Trembling at the contradiction between them, there was genuine concern: whether as the emperor's eldest son or the wolf god, Horus had no desire in his heart to see irreparable conflict between his blood relatives.

The Primarch of the Shadow Moon Wolf quickly passed the Pale King's ship with his gaze, he looked at Morgan at the side, looked at this blood relative who barely reached his shoulder, and carefully considered his tone .

The Wolf God was caught in a tangle, a tangle that was very common to him: Horus's deep desire to mediate the conflict between two blood relatives, this is what jumped in his noble heart. It is an instinct formed by love and responsibility for blood relatives.

Of course, in the shadows, this surging sense of responsibility also has a small shadow that belongs to Cthonia: In the eyes of Horus, Mortarion is undoubtedly the one who is closer to him among the many brothers, And in the subconscious of the Wolf Shepherd, Morgan, the Lord of the Second Legion, will also become a figure in the same position as Mortarion in the future, and will become a blood relative worthy of Horus' extra trust.

Then, when there were some contradictions visible to the naked eye between the two Primarchs, the Wolf God soaked in the gang atmosphere of Cthonia naturally ignited a feeling of being the core of the team, The awareness of maintaining the stability of the small group, mixed with a sincere love for his blood brothers, turned into a mediation effort that motivated Horus.

However, when this effort was put into practice, the God of the Wolf Shepherd became even more in a dilemma: Of course Horus could not think of a way to reconcile the two, after all, the God of the Wolf Shepherd clearly and unequivocally told For him: Compared with this kind and reasonable sister in front of him, Mortarion in the distance is the one who is more stubborn and difficult to deal with.

Even Horus himself didn't have the confidence to let the Lord of the Death Guard make some concessions in terms of psychic power, and he was unwilling to get involved too much in this adjustment, which instead made Mortarion feel disgusted with him.

Since Mortarion can't do it, will Morgan's side be a breakthrough?But this gentle blood relative in front of him seems to have no reason to make any additional concessions, not to mention that he, Horus, doesn't want to be the villain who speaks first...

Too many thoughts poured into the heart of the Wolf Shepherd in an instant, making Horus frown on these seemingly irrelevant things: family affection and interests, greed and stinginess, all kinds of contradictions in Horus The entanglement in his heart caused him to fall into a kind of spiritual dispute.

And such inner disputes are already commonplace for the God of the Shepherd Wolf: since the Lord of the Shadow Moon Wolf wants everything, he naturally needs to think about everything, and thus falls into endless thinking and boredom. middle.

In this common boredom, Horus couldn't think of suitable words for a moment. He looked at the fleet that was getting closer and closer, and could only let out a soft sigh.

"What I'm about to say may make you angry, Morgan, but it will be my sincere words: our brother Mortarion is not a villain, he is Stubborn, he doesn't hate you, no Primarch would hate his blood relatives, he just has a firm hostility to powers like psionic power."

"I don't expect a firm friendship between you two, but I hope you don't look at him with hostility, and I will try my best to convince Mortarion: you may never be friends, but you are blood relatives after all, After all, he will be a comrade in arms who will fight side by side in the future. Mortarion may never be a close friend who can talk freely, but he is definitely worthy of being entrusted with his back and trust in any battle. He will never be knocked down. "

"You can stay away from him, but I hope that one day, when you go to the battlefield of suffering with him, you can choose to trust him: trust him, he is always worthy of trust and entrustment, just like every one of our blood brothers Similarly, they are all stars in the sky, and even light-years far away cannot block the radiance of their bodies."

The soft emotion of the Wolf God echoed in Morgan's ears, and the Lord of the Second Legion turned his head slightly, using his eyes and will to feel and observe these words.

And whether it's her gaze or the detection in her heart, they are clearly feeding back a message: when Horus said these words, he meant it sincerely, as the leader of the Primarch, for his blood relatives The most sincere persuasion and proposal.

The God of Shepherd looked up at the sky, and in his golden pupils was a light that was so pure and bright that it made people feel guilty.

……interesting.

Morgan blinked: with the help of the ability that she had almost forgotten, the ability to spy on people's hearts, Horus's heart clearly appeared in front of Morgan's eyes in this unsuspecting emotion: the wolf god There is indeed darkness in my heart, but above all the darkness is an unimaginably passionate sun that suppresses these dark thoughts that are always restless.

But the most interesting thing is that when Morgan took a second look, she was stunned to find that the sun did not actually belong to Horus, it was an imitation and learning of Horus a long time ago, he imitated a round The real sun, after a long period of adaptation and self-improvement, has become the radiant wolf god in front of him.

Became an artificial sun.

Morgan thought with some malice: her malice came from a certain kind of uneasiness in her heart, because the Spider Queen sensitively found that when Horus's sincere and sincere emotion was conveyed to her ears, her heart really Ushered in a moment of loosening, for a moment, her spirit and heart agreed with these words, and then enjoyed the future with her blood relatives.

……

...how weak.

After reacting, Morgan spat at herself at that moment contemptuously. She was extremely firm in her spat, as if she was trying her best to show her true position.

A hint of disgust flashed across the blue-blue pupils in a corner that no one saw: it was the disgust for the weakness in the heart, and the fear of the wolf god in front of him.

The God of Shepherd Wolf is indeed a very capable and majestic figure. His words seem to have some kind of magical power, accompanied by his brilliance like the sun, affecting everyone unconsciously.

Few people can refuse Horus.

But Morgan, is that minority.

On the surface, the Spider Queen maintains a perfect face: her facial features are a little stiff, and there is a lag in her response to her brother's words. This is a very reasonable thing, after all, she just met herself The genetic fathers of all, even the Primarchs, will feel a long-lasting sense of loss.

At least in the eyes of Horus, this is very reasonable. The wolf god kept that impeccable smile, patiently waiting for his blood relatives to slowly laugh at his words, and then in a flat tone, Sure.

【Your words sound so impeccable, my brother, what else can I say? 】

Morgan seemed to be laughing.

[I will, I will try my best to become friends with every brother, but I think this needs your help. 】

It was a simple request. Horus laughed and agreed without the slightest hesitation. In the hearty laugh of the Wolf Shepherd God, Morgan lowered his eyebrows and warned himself again in his heart .

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Remember, Morgan.

You are a spider.

hungry spider.

In your eyes, there are only food, possessions and threats in this world.

That's it.

Don't think about more, those who shine in your heart, whether it is your heir or your brother, are precious items.

They need your protection and care because they are valuable and because their damage will do you more harm than good.

That's it.

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The Spider Queen was persuading and torturing those abominable weaknesses in her heart, and in her ears, passionate words from Horus came one after another.

"Look, Morgan."

"That's from the fleet of the Space Wolves Legion, our wolf brothers."

"Leman Russ."

"I remember that you have fought alongside him more than once, right? That guy is very reliable on the battlefield, but at other times it is a bit of a headache. Back then..."

The Wolf God pointed at the extremely rough fleet of the Space Hunters, and seemed to have endless enthusiasm and stories, but at this moment, his only listener rolled his eyes, using a belated tone , softly cut off the words of the God of Shepherd Wolf.

[Leman Russ, is he here too? 】

"Yes, our wolf brother."

【I have fought with him, he is really impressive, I can still remember some things related to him, especially those battles in Duran, as if it happened yesterday...】

Morgan slowed down her words, and Horus, as she imagined, shifted his gaze from the sky to her face. The face of the wolf god was a look waiting for a story.

The Spider Queen who was holding the words quietly smiled at her brother, but she didn't intend to continue, but turned her head slowly.

During the time she and Horus talked, there seemed to be another Primarch who remained silent.

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[About Duran, I actually can't explain clearly, Horus. 】

【After all, at that time, I was only a part of the war. I hadn’t acquired the wisdom and disposition to overlook the entire war. My narration would not be very exciting. 】

[So, why don't we listen to Jonson's story?He is the master of war who trampled Duran under his feet. 】

Morgan moved slowly, smiling, and whispering softly. Her vision followed her impeccable words, and she drew a reasonable arc in the cold air, and came to the pair of emerald green pupils .

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Jonson stood there, silent.

He has maintained this posture for some time.

The three Primarchs came to this low hill together, and their positions were basically in a straight line: Morgan was in the middle, and her left and right hands were respectively the lion and the wolf.

But despite this, the conversation always took place between Morgan and Horus, because when the three Primarchs had just arrived on the hill, the Wolf God excitedly pointed at the fleet gradually appearing in the sky, and called out precisely The titles of those most prestigious warships.

The Wolf God knows the history of those warships, legions, and Primarchs very well. He kept telling the stories one after another, and the smile on his face was impeccable. In his broad chest, the wisdom and enthusiasm to continue the conversation seemed to be Never run out.

The words of Horus lingered among the brothers of the Primarch and their most famous heirs, occasionally mixed with some excellent battles between the Custodians and the mortal auxiliary army. Whenever the Wolf Shepherd spoke, time would pass His mouth flowed all the way to those fantastic years when the Great Crusade just started, which was a legacy that the other two Primarchs failed to witness and refute.

On the other side, while Horus was talking to his sisters, the lord of the Dark Angels kept an overly serious face: but if you look closely, you will find that Jonson's lips are squirming from time to time It seems to be looking for the best opportunity to join these topics.

Whenever Horus opened up a new subject, the Caliban would eagerly search his mind for things he knew.

Mortarion and Vulkan... Ah, he can't get in on that, he really doesn't know enough about these brothers, he hasn't even met them.

The Death Guard, the Salamanders, the Custodians, those legions of mortals... He had indeed heard of some of their battles, but it was such a well-known old story that even Horus just laughed it off in the opening remarks.

As for the names of those battleships and the battles they experienced...Damn it!
He is not Horus, the Primarch of the Shadow Moon Wolf returned early, so naturally he has a lot of time to learn these useless things, and he went to Ran Dan from the very beginning, so naturally he has no time to take care of these...

The lion roared in his heart, it was a kind of unwillingness and anger brought about by a silent defeat.

He was angry, growling.

Until he heard Morgan's words.

Until he saw the pair of blue pupils he was most familiar with, accompanied by a soft emotion for the word [Duran], and looked at him in the cold air.

Duran... Leman Russ...

Zhuang Sen was silent for a while, he raised his head, only to see that Horus also stopped following Morgan's words, and the wolf god looked at his brother, it was a longing look waiting for a story.

The Lion King let his eyes glance at Morgan and Horus in a dark way, and then he lowered his head.

Start to double search.

Duran Duran Duran Duran...

Think about it, what happened in that place?
let him think...

Zhuang Sen squinted his eyes, letting the things with the deepest memories surge in his heart like waves. Regarding Duran, what he remembers most is...

Clash with Leman Russ in a naval battle.

Conflict with Leman Russ in a land battle.

Conflict with Leman Russ after the war.

……

Fuck that gray bastard!

Jonson's face was tense, he must not talk about the conflict between Leman Russ and the Space Wolves Legion, which made him fall into a certain irritating rhythm in the double search and frenzy, his His complexion became gloomy at an imperceptible speed, like a large piece of meat being roasted.

He didn't look directly at Horus' probing and puzzled eyes, but subconsciously looked at Morgan, but quickly avoided it.

But that's enough.

The Spider Queen maintained her characteristic, belated smile, scratching the wall in distress in her heart.

This off-chain guy...

Although Jonson didn't make any hints to her, Morgan could still think of his thoughts: Isn't it because he was worried that the secret with Leman Russ would be revealed?

When Jonson fell into anxiety and couldn't think of words for a while, his pupils would blink twice in a fixed pattern: this was Morgan's discovery, and she didn't even tell Jonson.

At this time, the chief of staff of the First Legion needs to step forward.

Morgan smiled, and lightly punched Horus' plaster with his shoulder.

【Our brother is a little forgetful, the nobleman forgets things more, after all, he has just finished fighting the entire Ran Dan war. 】

Horus smiled, nodded, and accepted Morgan's statement. Before the Wolf Shepherd had any new ideas, Morgan's [unconscious] words drifted to his ears.

【However, I remembered something. Regarding Duran, what impressed me the most was their king. Leman Russ cut off his head with his own hands, and that guy even provoked Jonson before he died. 】

Morgan whispered, seeing that Horus' attention was still focused on Jonson, she rolled her eyes and added a sentence inadvertently.

【Did you know that Horus, the king of Duran, even called himself the emperor. 】

"!"

For an instant, these words diverted Horus' attention to Morgan.

"The Emperor? Really?"

【certainly. 】

Morgan promised, she then nodded with some distress, as if thinking about those details: until she saw that Jonson's face had returned to normal, obviously, with the silent reminder from the Spider Queen, the Lion King had already thought of saying What.

The tyrant of Duran, that is indeed a subject without any secrets.

Looking at this scene, Morgan's words were mixed with a hint of distress.

【Um……】

[I did forget a little bit. When I killed the tyrant Duran, my mind was not on it. I was disturbed by the battle situation. You know, Horus, I only remembered my identity during the Randan War Yes, and it took a long time after that before I learned a lot about Primarchs from Jonson. 】

[War, battle, reason. 】

[As you said, Horus, our brothers are always so good, I believe your words, because I saw these dazzling places in Zhuang Sen. 】

After the Spider Queen slowly responded to Horus' previous words, accompanied by the affirmative smile of the Wolf Shepherd, the Primarch of the Dark Angel finally settled his mind and took a step forward.

There was a kind of joy visible to the naked eye on Jonson's face: it also came from Morgan's words just now. He opened his mouth and began to tell the story about the Duran tyrant.

This time, there were no accidents. When the Lord of Humanity and his Handprinter walked out of the underground passage, what he saw were still three blood brothers who were discussing comfortably.

Seeing this scene, even the Lord of Humanity felt a fleeting warm current in his heart, and he called out.

[My eldest son. 】

Accompanied by the Emperor's words, Morgan could clearly feel that the lion and wolf on her left and right trembled in unison, and then turned their gazes in unison to look in the direction of the Emperor as a response.

【…】

The lord of humanity was silent for a moment.

He turned his head slightly, as if nothing had happened, and that only got him a silent glance from under the hood of the Pawprinter.

At this moment, the Emperor's eyes glanced at Morgan in the crowd, and he suddenly remembered something: he remembered Morgan's original role and function.

Maybe……

Time to give it a try.

(End of this chapter)