Emperor's Bane

Chapter 269 Guilliman: Jonson is uneasy and kind

"Auguston, my boy, I think I made a mistake."

"I thought that Morgan was just an ordinary one among all my blood relatives. I thought that my other brothers, like my silver-haired sister, had admirable rationality and thinking, and I was proud of it." .”

"Just like me."

"I have always thought so, because it is a very normal thing: until the scene just happened, I had to have a terrible thought: Maybe among my blood brothers, there is indeed such a small Partial existence... different from ordinary people?"

"..."

"I really hope it's an error of judgment on my part."

When the Spider Queen frowned uncomfortably on the [Glory of Macragge], trying her best to build a stable flying psionic circle on the two Glorious Queen-class battleships, the Lord of the Ultramarines was He stepped back and quickly dealt with all the disturbances in the fleet.

During this process, all the heirs who could stand on their own were sent out, so when the consul of Ultramar couldn't help feeling in a low voice, the only one who could answer him was his most reckless blood, which had been suppressed for a long time. Auguston in the post of Field Commander.

His answer was hoarse but firm.

"This is not your fault, my lord, Midnight Ghost provoked the chaos of the two legions because of his own selfishness, he is the first person responsible for all this, and the master of the second legion is his discipliner , but negligent to this point, also has a great guilt."

"And all of this has nothing to do with you, my lord, we are victims, we should have the qualifications to vent our anger: I beg you, don't take the initiative to abandon this power, you should issue questions and accountability to them, let them realize Where they were wrong."

Auguston's words were so serious that when the sad-faced Guilliman heard his words and saw his seriousness, he actually laughed.

"If it was my extreme brother standing in front of you now, would you say the same, my child?"

"Of course, my lord."

Auguston stuck out his chest proudly.

"Even if he is a primarch, even if he breaks my chest and eats my guts, I will fight him to the last moment: as long as his actions hurt our Legion."

The face of the Lord of Ultramar was covered with a complex smile. He patted his heir on the shoulder and shook his head. His words were a kind of resolute comfort.

"There is no need for this, Auguston, even if the situation is extremely bad, we will not be an enemy of another Primarch, and the worst may be just like today, falling into a dangerous misunderstanding. "

"Betrayal? Murder? Brotherhood? Is there anything more terrible in the galaxy?"

The comfort of the Primarch made the reckless field commander noncommittal. He still clearly reserved his views, and when the Lord of the Ultramarines was about to walk towards the teleportation array, he quickly followed and whispered admonitions in his ear .

"My lord, please remember my advice just now: don't give up the power to release your anger, this is not only for you, but also for the legion: any provocation should get the most powerful counterattack, only in this way, we Everything you hold dear is safe from prying eyes."

Guilliman nodded.

"I will, Auguston, and I can swear to you that even if Conrad was my blood brother, I would not forgive Conrad so easily, and my anger will never cease until he is punished. "

"This thing will end, but it will definitely not end so easily."

"I would have no more mercy for him."

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"Forget it, Morgan."

"Just let this end."

"I've forgiven him, I mean my Legion has forgiven him, he didn't do more damage didn't he, it's all just a close misunderstanding, and he's got... …punish……"

"Did you... hear that, Morgan?"

[Yes, Guilliman. 】

[But not now, brother, now is not the time to stop. 】

【after all……】

[I haven't taken his lungs out of his nose yet: wait for me, it's almost healed. 】

Morgan's words were quiet, a quietness that Guilliman had never seen before, she just stood silently in the only remaining light in the darkness, that light was the show off of her bright silver hair itself, in the On that delicate pale face, there was even a trace of a smile, and what stuck to her jaw was bloody color splashing like flower petals.

"..."

Morgan looked at Guilliman, and the Primarch of the Ultramarines had nothing to say.

The fearless Lord of Ultramar opened his mouth, his complexion showing a weak paleness, as if he wanted to say something, but he dared not speak: Under the support of the most efforts, Guilliman Barely standing up, he leaned against the wall tightly, looking for the smell of blood, he could see his crazy brother.

Or rather, that puddle of fuzzy stuff.

He couldn't see clearly, but he could only hear the sound of breathing that was almost stopped.

That was Conrad Coates.

At this time, Midnight Ghost fell into the darkness deeper than midnight, his breath was so weak that Guilliman could not even detect it, because his throat and even most of his head had been swallowed by the raging crystal, his chest was wide open, constantly The pungent blood was pouring out, and the limbs and bones fell on the ground like a mess, which had long since lost their original function: and all of this was just a flick of the Spider Queen's fingers, a result of thousands of tortures. The softest touch.

Guilliman just glanced at it, and in the horror from the heart, he withdrew his gaze: Even if his brother committed a crime against the Emperor, he should have been punished enough, right?

He wanted to speak out, but he temporarily lost his courage, because when he saw his gentle sister waving her fingers, using invisible force to beat Midnight Ghost against the wall again and again, dragging it out When his bones crushed his ankles, and he casually summoned from the void one after another of horrifying and icy torture instruments that even the Primarch dared not easily recognize, he was always proud of his powerful thinking The Lord of Ultramar fell into a long downtime.

Next...

Incineration, suffocation, bloodletting, electrocution, dissociation, torture, mutation, lingering...

In the indifferent smile of the Spider Queen, countless tortures appeared in an instant, wantonly cutting off every trace of blood from Midnight Ghost, but would not allow real relief to come to his head, every time When a brand-new criminal law leaped out from the hands of the Gene Queen, Guilliman couldn't help but retreat again and again, shrinking his neck, and looked at his blood relatives with unprecedented eyes.

It wasn't until Midnight Ghost's last moan of pain reached his ears, and until the splattered blood hit his face again, that Guilliman swallowed, raised his hand in fear, and planned to fight again. To plead for his brother.

At that time, Queen Gene was stepping on the chest of Midnight Ghost, controlling the spurted blood like a water pump. She played with her psychic power boredly, and shaped the body on the only good body left by the Night King. The festering scars imitated everything that had happened to the son of Magnus.

She looked at Guilliman again, with a smile on her face.

[Are you calmed down, brother? 】

"..."

Guilliman didn't dare to speak, he just nodded in a daze, leaving the Spider Queen dragging the dying Midnight Ghost in the darkness, towards the psionic portal she opened on the other side.

Morgan didn't show any mercy. Like a skilled porter, she casually threw the body of Midnight Ghost into the sparkling portal without looking at it again.

Then, she walked to the side of the Lord of Ultramar who was still hesitating, and leaned against the cold wall, sitting casually in the sticky blood. After seeing this scene, Guilliman just thought After a while, he sat down in the same way.

Morgan has something to say to him.

Guilliman realized this, and he began to wait, releasing his heart from the shock just now: under the most vivid onlookers, the Lord of Ultramar has long since lost his resentment towards Midnight Ghost, Now there was only horror and bewilderment left in his heart.

Obviously, he thought Morgan was a rare normal person among his blood relatives before it was less than one Terra standard hour...

While the Lord of Ultramar hesitated, the Spider Queen yawned casually, wiped off the blood on her cheeks, leaned against the wall, and snapped her fingers lightly, causing the mess around her to disappear quickly.

[Conrad has caused quite a bit of trouble this time, Guilliman, but I think our thoughts are still the same: more people should not know about this matter, right? 】

The pupils of the Lord of Ultramarines flashed light because of these words, and his instinctive political talent came into play, helping him enter the state in an instant.

"My idea is to block the truth of the matter within the current scope and declare to the public that it was just a technical failure. Since this matter did not cause real damage, it should be terminated immediately."

[It should be so. 】

Morgan nodded, which made Guilliman feel relieved.

Fortunately, he/she is quite talkative.

At the same instant, the same words bloomed in the minds of both Primarchs, followed by another moment of silence, and Guilliman's carefully chosen question.

"Where did you... throw him?"

[A psychic channel, someone at the other end of the channel will send him to the static force field, he is too noisy, at least until our cooperation is completed, I don't plan to release him again. 】

[Sorry, Guilliman, your first meeting with Curz can only end here. 】

"...No, it's okay."

"I'm already...impressed enough."

Guilliman touched his neck and showed a bitter smile. He seriously considered the possibility of finding a sufficient neck protection measure, and also noticed the static force field in Morgan's mouth, and fell into deep thought.

During the short silence, thousands of thoughts were running in his mind, Guilliman gradually got rid of the stunned just now, and kept thinking about the current situation and the questions he needed to ask next.

Fortunately, Morgan, who was sitting next to the Lord of Ultramar at this time, has regained the calmness and rationality that Guilliman is familiar with, although he seemed to have revealed his extraordinary side just now: this somewhat reassured him, and also made him feel at ease. Let him have the courage to continue to ask questions.

"Morgan, my blood relative..."

[If you want to ask, you can ask directly, my Guilliman, I think we can be regarded as friends, there is no need for you to be so restrained. 】

"……indeed."

"I want to know: where did you learn those... skills just now?"

"That's not quite what a Primarch should be."

At the very beginning, there was only a moment of silence to answer Guilliman, but soon, Morgan's laughter broke the dead silence in the dark, and she released the laughter casually, as if she was really amused by Guilliman's question.

And just when the Lord of Ultramar fell into confusion and private guessing again, he saw the dead starlight in the pupils of the Spider Queen.

[Most Primarchs do not know these things, Guilliman, but it does not mean that all Primarchs do not. After all, our father gave each of us a vocation and the talent that comes with it, isn’t it? what? 】

"indeed so."

Guilliman nodded, but he quickly frowned again.

"But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you need these... skills."

Morgan looked into Guilliman's pupils, she looked straight at him, like an ordinary woman staring at her brother, when Guilliman returned the same gaze, the Lord of Ultramar couldn't help but Undefeated: he couldn't even detect a pair of eyes almost identical to those of Ms. Euton.

This is why the Lord of Ultramar fell into such a long horror: in Guilliman's vision, everything in the darkness was like his Lady Eudon brandishing the torture instrument, beating another of his blood relatives His skin was torn apart until he was dying.

Guilliman scratched his head.

He was shocked.

terrible……

It's really scary...

Ms. Euton... how could she do such a thing...

But his blood relative... is really similar to Ms. Euton, only younger...

He couldn't even get the short figure of Ms. Euton out of the horrible scene just now...

Thinking of this, Guilliman couldn't help but shudder again, and he also heard Morgan's answer at the same time.

[I don't really need these skills, my brother, but among all our blood relatives, there are indeed some people who need to take up some disgusting positions, don't they? 】

"...Russ?"

【…】

[Think about it carefully, Guilliman, recall carefully, which legion did I study in before I officially returned to the empire? 】

"……Oh……"

Suddenly, Guilliman realized.

Johnson!

If it was that guy... he might indeed be proficient in these atrocities.

The understanding of the Master of Ultramarines was seen by Morgan, and she sincerely apologized to Jonson in her heart. This kind of thing that has been done once, she did it again, has long since become meaningless. It's stressful.

Anyway, Jonson already has the honorary title of "Unscrupulous Fighter" from Curz, so it must not be a serious matter for him to become "Terrible Punisher" from Guilliman.

Thank you, Johnson.

At the same time, the Spider Queen quietly raised her eyebrows: she noticed another brother, Leman Russ, who had an abnormal appearance pattern and an equally abnormal appearance position in Guilliman's words.

Maybe next time, she needs to ask Leman Russ: you can't let Jonson do everything, Jonson is not a superman, and she can't always trouble others.

Morgan was still thinking, and Guilliman's angry words came to his ears.

"Jonson... that guy..."

"How can he teach you this? And let you inflict these atrocities on your brother! I always thought that he was just a little cold and necessary ruthless, but now it seems that what he did is really too much."

"When we meet next time, I must explain his mistake to him."

Morgan smiled, but didn't answer.

Guilliman's anger disappeared quickly, and he thought again, as if intending to ask Morgan's real [vocation], and use it as a reflection to figure out his own, but he realized that maybe now is not a good time , because he has more important things to do.

"Morgan..."

When he spoke, his voice was a little dry, but it was very sincere.

"Conrad was our brother anyway, and I've heard what a world he lived in, and his madness wasn't all his fault: I don't absolve him of his actions, but I want to say ..."

"If you can, don't do such atrocities to him, Morgan, how can brothers kill each other like this, that fellow Jonson is just an indifferent warlord, don't let his thoughts lead you down."

"If there is a need, I am willing to help at any time. Maybe we should sit down and have a good talk with Curz. Things have not developed to the worst point..."

Guilliman's words were slow and weak, with a kind of hesitation that had just escaped death, and when he thought of what he had experienced and the harm caused to him by the ghost of the night, then the words of the Lord of Ultramar could even be regarded as It was some disgusting act of weakness.

But despite this, Morgan still listened very carefully, because she knew very well that this was not Guilliman's weakness, but the real light in his heart: in this darkness that even the stars could not illuminate, the Spider Queen She was so blinded by the sincere words of her blood relatives that she couldn't even open her eyes.

Guilliman was thinking of his blood relatives: even though he had just been hurt by him, he was still willing to try again in the gleam of possibility, and it was he who sustained him to do it all. The stubborn stupidity in his heart, the stupidity like an ordinary mortal.

That noble folly.

In the face of such stupidity, the Spider Queen only smiled after listening carefully to Guilliman's words, and asked the simplest question.

[Killiman. 】

"I am here?"

【Do you know why our brother Conrad did such a thing? 】

"...I don't know, Morgan."

The Spider Queen smiled.

【It's ok. 】

[Because I just found out. 】

【It was just now that I figured it all out. 】

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【You know, what does Conrad look like now? 】

【madman?grim Reaper?kid? 】

【Do not. 】

[The current Conrad is like a baby who has not escaped from the swaddle. 】

[A huge one, baby. 】

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Do you know why babies are always crying?

The reason is actually quite simple: except for some exceptional cases, babies cry for very real reasons: hunger and thirst, danger and cold, the need for a cleaner environment, and so on.

When the needs of babies are not met, they often cannot master the words that can communicate. At this time, the only thing they can do is to cry, to destroy everything around them, and to let discordant voices attract them. Come to the attention of adults to solve the problems you have to face.

For babies who have not yet fully adapted to the external environment, this is a cry for help, a communication, and an instinct.

They may not even know why they are doing this, but when they need help from the outside world, the subconscious in their cerebral cortex will let them do it: before they are aware of it, in their not yet fully formed thoughts Before it started to work, the loud crying had already disturbed all the silence.

It can even be said that it is destruction.

[And you. 】

[Conrad Coates. 】

[This is the case now. 】

Under the darkest night sky, the endless desert, wreckage and sky are woven into rusty outlines, everything is bleak, everything is crazy, everything is carried out in eternal darkness and corrupted laser light. A blood waltz of loyalty and betrayal.

This is where the soul of Midnight Ghost was imprisoned. When his broken body was put into the static force field, waiting for his release after the end of the Osiris expedition, his soul was thrown here roughly. , like a dying beast under the starry sky in the wilderness.

The Spider Queen stepped on the last ray of bright colors and came to Curz. At this moment, the soul of the Night King was scarred like his body, and he fell powerlessly among the rocks and weeds. Like a pale corpse drained of blood.

Morgan's consciousness walked over, grabbed his long hair that had just recovered, and looked at the face that was neither sad nor happy: when he saw who was coming, a faint smile appeared on Midnight Ghost's face. Smile, but still enough to scare a dozen of the most daring children to death.

"what are you saying?"

He asked softly.

[I'm talking about you. 】

Morgan answered Conrad's silence with the same smile, and she grabbed him by the hair, dragged him to the ground, and moved slowly, leaving him riddled with holes in the spewing debris.

[I'm talking about you, Midnight Ghost. 】

【You are a baby, a crying baby, maybe you don't even realize it, because who expects wisdom from a baby? 】

"..."

"You can humiliate me in a deeper way, you carrion, your words are no different from those jokes in Guilliman's mouth, it doesn't hurt."

"What do you expect? Do you see my guilt and anger?"

[No, never. 】

Morgan turned his head and smiled at Midnight Ghost.

[I just finally realized what some of the problems are: your problems, and of course my problems. 】

"..."

The Night King didn't make a sound, he shrugged and stretched his limbs casually, and didn't resist Morgan's rough behavior of dragging himself. Although in this world of souls, he could still feel the real pain, but the pain even North Teramore dust was worse, and he quickly turned his sights elsewhere.

This is a magical place.

It is monotonous, but full of a strange charm: the end of Midnight Ghost's field of vision is nothing but a wasteland, full of strange wreckage and ruins, some are even shrouded in smoke, and there is no life in sight , only the eternal barren rocks and wasteland under the night, and the weeds that have been swaying in the breeze.

But on the other hand, just above the heads of these boring scenes, there is the craziest bright picture: purple, blue, golden and even dark green rays of light collide and merge in the dark night, and even blend with each other Fighting with the extra color, they maintained the eternal fight without breaking, turned into a stream of profane lasers, polluting the bored eyes of the midnight ghost.

"This is where."

[It's just a prison. 】

"You want to imprison me?"

[At least until I solve the series of problems at hand: yes. 】

[After all, although I finally figured out what your problem is, I don't have time to deal with you for the time being: so, before I have time, you have to stay in this cage for me. 】

[Don't worry, you won't be bored. 】

"..."

Morgan's smile made Conrad feel a certain uneasiness, and he began to struggle, trying to break free from the restraints on his body, but what answered him was the Spider Queen's merciless blow: its silence even made Curtz curl up on the ground, letting Morgan Kneeling down in front of him mockingly.

[I am stronger, Midnight Ghost. 】

[So you don't have the right to refuse, do you? 】

"..."

Curz didn't reply, because he actually saw a familiar shadow on Morgan's ferocious face.

He was all too familiar.

[So, which piece did we just talk about?Oh yes, baby. 】

Morgan got up and continued to drag her brother, her voice was cheerful, it was a kind of schadenfreude smile.

[You're like a baby, Curz. 】

[In order to take care of the poor knowledge in your poor brain, next, I won't say how complicated the words are, so let me tell you. 】

【You are doubting, Coz, you are doubting your own logic, your own justice, you are doubting whether your actions are noble vocations or bloodthirsty instincts. 】

"I do not……"

"Snapped!"

[I didn't let you interrupt. 】

Morgan raised his hand until the Midnight Ghost was quiet again.

[So, you are confused, at least deep in your heart, you have a deep-rooted confusion, which is the last pure land of your conscience and instinct, reminding you how ridiculous your behavior is. 】

【You are afraid of them, but you can't really eradicate them, so you fall into a natural confusion, and this confusion will naturally not be untied easily, let alone unraveled by yourself. 】

[No way, who told you to be such a pathetic guy, you can't count on your own wisdom, you can only count on others, counting on our blood relatives who descended from the sky. 】

[Specifically, it's me. 】

[You are eager to get some kind of answer from me, some kind of equal answer, some kind of support for you to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb, or simply provide an easier choice. 】

[This is a desperate choice: because it is the first time that I have been with you for a long time, and I have equal status. Although my words may not be accepted by you, in your eyes, they are always better than those who are like beasts. The mortals are much better off. 】

【You're looking forward to it, aren't you? 】

[But I ignored you, because I don't like you at all, Curz, my care for you is the responsibility brought by the Emperor, and it is the shackles he put on the two of us at the same time: I can't get rid of you, and you can't get rid of you. You can't get what you want from me who is so exhausted. 】

[So, Midnight Ghost, the greatest baby in the galaxy, began his grand journey of crying, destroying, and disturbing everything around: the identity of the Primarch has given you such power, so in The little crying in your eyes made countless blood almost flow, or has already flowed. 】

[And this is the story of everything so far, Conrad, everything is just your long-planned cry, the irresponsible destruction like a baby: if your first action is mixed with some If you insist on your stupid ideas, then your second action, even you yourself know what it is for. 】

【You know, you know that Guilliman is the calmest of our brothers, he is calm enough to maintain a desire for a peaceful solution in times of chaos, and kind enough to give up revenge on you after chaos. 】

【So, you chose him, you chose this time: because all consequences can be tolerated, because all evil consequences cannot be burned on you! 】

There was a hint of real anger in Morgan's words, and the sincere words of Lord Macragge in her memory kept this anger burning.

Midnight Ghost just laughed.

"Do you really think our brother is so pure? In a sense, he is the biggest rebel among us. You can't imagine my height in the future."

[Yeah, I can't imagine. 】

[But I don't care either. 】

【After all, the brother I really care about now is you. 】

Morgan squatted down and slowly approached the Midnight Ghost. The smile on her face made the Night King feel a long-lost cringe, as well as a terrifying future that could not be imagined or predicted.

Morgan laughed.

[You succeeded, brother. 】

【Your crying attracted me: After I finish those little things, I will come back and get well... to answer your question. 】

[I know what you want to ask. 】

[And I already have the answer. 】

"……what?"

"What do I want to ask?"

There was a hint of real doubt in Midnight Ghost's words, but the Spider Queen just flashed her pair of dead blue pupils, and returned a girlish smile.

[Guess what? 】

(End of this chapter)