Emperor's Bane

Chapter 283 Your Midnight Ghost
"Where are you taking me?"

[Go beyond the maze, go to the wasteland that belongs to me. 】

"This is not your country?"

[Not exactly. 】

"...Then, what are we going to do?"

[Sold you. 】

"?"

【You are so noisy, I can no longer support you, so I decided to sell you and forget about it, and sell you to the black coal mines in Comoros to dig coal mines for a lifetime. 】

"..."

Conrad blinked, facing this ridiculous answer, but he didn't immediately laugh out loud: because the voice lingering in his ears was so serious, it didn't sound like a joke at all words.

……

She wouldn't really want to sell him, would she?

For a moment, such a thought really flashed through Conrad's mind, causing Midnight Ghost to struggle instinctively. He kept twitching his limbs, which made him grab one of his arms, causing him to The Spider Queen, who was dragging forward on the ground, felt strenuous.

So in the next second, an irresistible spiritual force struck, mercilessly clenched the back of Conrad's neck, and strangled all his struggles to death in the womb.

The midnight ghost was pinched by the invisible giant hand on the back of his destiny's neck, and he suddenly rose up in front of Morgan, looking at him levelly.

As a result, Curz was instantly quiet.

Although in this labyrinth of reincarnation, Conrad's spirit seemed to have improved a lot, and the prophecy that had largely disappeared made him more focused, but when he looked directly at the face of the Spider Queen again, midnight Ghost was still terrified.

Although in his eyes, Morgan at this time was no longer a combination of skeletons, corpses and rotten tools. Her face was already a normal combination of skin and flesh, and she could even see the twinkling blue eyes. Pupils: However, the frost on the face and the unfaltering coldness in the pupils are more terrifying than a burning skeleton.

Morgan didn't speak, but her silence was more deterrent to her blood relatives: During the short time together, Midnight Ghost already knew what the silence of the person in front of him meant.

So, he blinked, and after the shortest thought, he slowly raised his hands and squeezed out a peaceful face.

Clever.

【…】

Morgan snorted softly, and she threw Conrad to the ground, then grabbed his neck and hair with psionic energy again, and continued dragging on the ground, rushing to her destination.

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When Morgan was fighting alongside Guilliman, she was actually thinking about Conrad in her mind.

She had to.

After all, no matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she had to face this blood relative, burden, responsibility or time bomb imprisoned on her ship: these words seemed to make no more difference now.

But either way, the Spider Queen had to face a reality: she was going to be with Conrad for a while, so she had to figure out a way, at least in part, of the madness that was entrenched in her blood relative's head.

Morgan had already realized this when Conrad had just launched the [Goddess of Dawn], but she hadn't really thought about the next thing for a long time.

Frankly, at the beginning, Morgan was actually a bit of a sucker in this regard: after all, Conrad didn't seem to be more useful to her, and the trouble caused by his occasional madness seemed to be okay. Endure, can't do real big damage.

What's more, in getting along with this midnight ghost, the Spider Queen, who has always been good at using different masks to communicate with ease, suddenly found that her calm thinking seemed to be accompanied by wear and tear beside Conrad. Turning into a kind of crazy violence, her influence on Conrad seems to be innocuous, but Conrad's influence on her is really damaging her interests.

This is intolerable to her.

So at the beginning, Morgan's attitude towards Conrad was indulgent, and even let him run far away on purpose: just as she was on her mothership, she raised a super-large Alaskan dog, and she had to give it to him from time to time. She made a few things happen, and she didn't plan to take too much care of these things, as long as she could keep out of sight and out of mind.

Morgan really thought so: but she soon realized that the existence named [Midnight Ghost] really inherited the essence of their common genetic father in terms of making troubles.

If the Legion that joined the Second Legion had not been the Ultramarines that day, or if Guilliman had not been present, then even the Primarch could not have imagined the troubles that followed: but, in the briefest moment of rage After that, the Spider Queen who calmed down fell into a kind of thinking instead.

Is there such a possibility?
Conrad just caught on. Guilliman, who came to meet her, is a good man, a weak idealist, and a soft-hearted blood relative who will not make this matter big: so He dared to do such a cruel job with his nose and face?
It’s like he knows his own way of death, so he has no fear of her punishment: these two things have the same underlying logic in Conrad’s thoughts, and they are a manifestation of a certain arrogance and superiority deep in his heart .

……

Very possible, isn't it?

With the spider queen's thinking, it only took her a moment to understand this point, but what followed was not more anger, but a long silence, and a helpless sigh after the silence.

It was at that time that Morgan finally realized that she could no longer maintain this state of self-deception: she could not let Conrad be a sleeping beauty in the static force field for more than ten years, let alone tolerate him Continue to wander around with this mentality, who knows what kind of hard work he can do for her next time?
Containing the Night Ghost's killing spree is progress: but not enough.

She needed some more obvious nudges to offset Conrad's falling curve, or to formalize her relationship with this blood relative with a new strong relationship: The Spider Queen was never arrogant enough to think she could To reverse the madness of Midnight Ghost, the goal she wants to achieve is actually very simple and selfish.

As far as she can influence, she does not allow Conrad's madness to erupt again, because it will affect her quietness, interests and pace of work: as for what he will do elsewhere, she will not care up.

But in front of her, Midnight Ghost must listen to her. Or simply threatening and being threatened is not what Morgan cares about.

After all, she didn't care much about this half-crazy blood relative from the very beginning. Conrad is not Jonson or Guilliman, and he doesn't deserve the Spider Queen's special treatment.

In this way, driven by this ultimate goal, the Lord of the Second Legion was writing his new book while carrying out the Osiris expedition, and was also thinking about how to adjust and establish the relationship between her and the Midnight Ghost.

These three undertakings are proceeding in an orderly manner, thanks to the multi-threaded processing system in the brain of Queen Gene, which is exactly the same as her Ultramar blood relatives, but the actual effect will be slightly disadvantaged. The Lord will not be in a hurry.

And when the Osiris psychic power completely disappeared in the galaxy, the Spider Queen had roughly deduced how she should communicate with her blood relatives again, so she came to the place immediately without any hesitation. The location of the cage of the midnight ghost.

She wants to take him somewhere.

A place enough to knock out a crack in Conrad's strong heart.

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[In your spiritual world, there is a very terrifying existence, and the considerable wealth that comes with it, my parasite brother. 】

Just when Conrad closed his eyes and numbly let his blood relatives drag him along, Morgan's words were like ice cubes suddenly stuffed into his collar, causing him to open his eyes suddenly, He didn't even care about the real friction and pain on his virtual skin.

Morgan was talking, Morgan was laughing, and she spoke quite casually, but her status as a psionic master made her jokes seem like irrefutable truths in the world.

[But unfortunately, my brother, your mastery of the mind is rotten, full of an incomprehensible stupidity, weakness, blindness and self-deception, just a little bit better than Magnus: this is too Oh no. 】

[Your weakness directly led to the worst result: the prophecy ability that could have brought you both benefits and disadvantages has now almost become a pure disadvantage. You don't know how to profit from this ability at all. To be able to close your eyes and cry like a little girl who has been violated, and then throw up your hands in surrender. 】

"..."

Conrad's face was a little ugly, but he didn't feel angry. He just looked at Morgan with some puzzlement in the cold, wondering why she talked about it.

Morgan ignored him. She waved her hand and shaped a portal in front of her. She temporarily put her blood relative on the ground, looked straight into the eyes of Midnight Ghost, and continued to talk.

[I remember that you seemed to have confided a problem to me just now. 】

[Midnight Ghost is strong, but Conrad is weak? 】

Coz didn't reply, nor did he show obvious shame, he just nodded, and his silence attracted Morgan's smile, which seemed to be a kind of mockery, and also seemed to be a kind of helplessness in the face of extreme stupidity sigh.

[In a sense, what you said is not actually wrong. 】

[Midnight Ghost is powerful, and Conrad can be a softie. 】

[But tell me, my dear parasite brother: Who do you think caused all this? 】

There seemed to be some overtly obvious trap in Morgan's words, but Night Ghost didn't care: or, he didn't see it at all.

"Father, our father."

When he spoke, there was a childlike dissatisfaction in his voice.

"He made me into this, this paradoxical, ridiculous situation: on the one hand, I'm going to suffer because of my nature, my bloodlust that I can't fully master, but on the other hand, he gives me My mission has to command me all the time, to use blood and pain to accomplish those things."

"He needed a Midnight Haunter, but he made a Conrad: this is his crime and joke, this is the ugliest malice in his omnipotence, and this malice will accompany mine For a lifetime, tear all my trials into tainted jokes."

"This is his crime: if he needs a judge without emotions, why should he give me emotions, and why should he make me thirst for blood, when he can erase both things that should not exist, he can do To! But he didn't do it!"

"He created the Midnight Ghost, a monster parasitized in his malice, and banished it to the hell of his own making, where weakness and blood afflicted his creation."

"Here it is: what our fathers did, it was wrong."

【It is indeed wrong. 】

Morgan nodded. She took a moment to absorb Conrad's words, and from those nagging complaints and whispers like nightmare nonsense, she was ready to grasp the true thoughts of the Midnight Ghost.

[To put it simply, you are confused about one thing: Since our genetic father is omniscient and omnipotent, why would he add unnecessary emotion and bloodthirsty when shaping you, a ruthless judge, so that your Life has become like it is now, a mess? 】

"..."

Coz didn't admit it, but he didn't refute it in the end either. He just kept quiet and looked at his blood relatives expectantly: No matter what the relationship between them was, Morgan was after all the same level as him, and he longed for that The answer that came out of her mouth.

But Morgan didn't answer him with words. She just smiled, grabbed the midnight ghost's neck again, dragged him away, and plunged into the portal.

Morgan knew it well: Words don't move Midnight Ghost.

He needs reality, the reality of what happened in front of him, bloody enough to make him irrefutable, and he needs to be beaten by these realities until he has to wake up from his self-deception.

After all it comes down to it.

Words cannot awaken those who pretend to sleep.

But beating is okay.

And now, Morgan intends to do just that.

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With the fluctuation of the portal, the Spider Queen threw her blood relatives onto a dark wasteland: this is her country, the spiritual world in her heart.

They landed on a high place, and could easily overlook most of the wilderness, and above the black sky in the distance, the three storms that were constantly fighting: the power of the Chaos Gods is so terrible and unknowable, even though their wills are already asleep Mostly, but even the instinctive fighting and fighting is enough to easily destroy countless galaxies in the mortal world, causing inexhaustible catastrophe.

【Now they are very quiet: If it was when I first had the will, the storm would be a hundred times fiercer than now, and there would be no rest all day long. I even wanted to destroy my wisdom at one point to get rid of these pains. 】

After bringing Conrad here, everything seems to be a lot easier. Morgan no longer even needs to restrain her blood relatives. She can sit aside, cross her legs, and let the midnight ghost look at the sky of her heart. , the indescribable storm and existence, the constant confrontation with the blue and purple hurricane, and even some golden giant swords that are exhausted.

Coates looked at that scene. He sat on the ground, his hands seemed to be shaking, and behind him, although Morgan's words had some warmth, they were causing unprecedented scars.

[Don’t doubt, my dear brother Conrad: That’s our father, the golden giant sword represents his will, all the power he can put here, everything about him, his full strength. 】

[Don't doubt, at least he still needs me now, he can't kick me over as a piece of trash, and he has a reason to keep me: so he can't pull back, he can't hide something, that is Say, what you see now is all his power, all his means. 】

[And as you can see...]

Morgan walked behind Conrad, she lowered her body slowly, and touched Midnight Ghost's withered skin with her hands from behind her ears, and touched the pair of eyes that wanted to close and turn a blind eye to everything in front of her. Stupid eyes.

Without any hesitation, the Spider Queen pinched Conrad's eyelids and forced him to open his eyes. Her shoulders clamped the arms of Midnight Ghost, imprisoning him, while letting the bloody reality break through Midnight Ghost's Weak and dreamy, he put his lips close to Conrad's ear, whispering softly, mocking.

【open one's eyes. 】

【As you can see. 】

[Conrad-Kurz, my weak blood relative: You are quite self-aware about this alone. 】

[Now, take a look, look at the reality that happened in front of you. 】

[You know them, right, you should know them, after all, you can see the tragic vision of the future, how could you miss the figures of these warp gods: you should know them, from the very beginning. 】

[This even makes me wonder: Since you know they exist, how can you be sure: our genetic father is omniscient and omnipotent? 】

[Look at the scene in front of you, he is not an omniscient person at all, there are too many things he cannot do, and there is no existence that he cannot overcome: within your field of vision, there are two A problem that he can't solve at all, how can such a person be omniscient and omnipotent? 】

[How can he be responsible for the crimes you mentioned? 】

With some kind of hysterical desire for revenge, and the absurd mentality born of being too close to Conrad, the Spider Queen unreasonably restrained her brother, and continuously sent those distant scenes that were enough to pierce the lies of Midnight Ghost to Among his pupils.

Judging from Conrad's trembling and struggling body, this seems to be more effective than any previous torture: Morgan, who discovered this, couldn't help but increase the intensity, and her words lingered in the ears of Midnight Ghost , although without the cumbersome rhetoric of tomorrow, it seems more direct and deadly.

Like a demon.

Just like Morgan's real side, no one has ever discovered that despicable face hidden under countless masks.

[You know, Conrad, you knew from the beginning: our genetic father was never an all-knowing figure, he created your existence, and maybe he did his best to shape it to the best, so, he couldn't Be the ultimate end of your logic of condemnation. 】

【He will not be the sinner. 】

[Then, who will be the sinner? 】

[Who is it that clearly knows that our father is not omniscient and omnipotent, but still believes so firmly in his mouth and even in his heart, so he naturally throws off all responsibilities and makes himself appear so innocent and pure? 】

[Who is it, after throwing away this most basic responsibility, who abandons himself and regards his own incompetence and stupidity as an unchangeable truth, no longer tries hard, but allows his own superficial knowledge to control his brain? 】

[Who the hell is the Primarch with infinite talents, but has maintained such a long period of ignorance and arrogance, so ignorant that he can't even explain the true meaning of the law, yet so arrogant that he is a natural judge? Woolen cloth? 】

【Who is it, who obviously doesn't have the slightest grasp of laws and punishments, but who is so arrogant that he thinks that the so-called judgment will come to countless people without hesitation based on his own inner view of justice? 】

[Oh, he couldn't even explain to me the meaning of the word justice. 】

Morgan giggled, her face at this time was actually unprecedentedly relaxed and comfortable, like a vicious conspirator, witnessing her own proud plot in the dark, driven by countless people who thought they were shrewd, the whole The world is gradually being dragged into a sea of ​​flames.

She had never seemed so relaxed or carefree when getting along with Conrad: as she got along with the midnight ghost more and more, the Spider Queen seemed to have put on a new disguise unknowingly. noodle.

Presumptuous masquerade.

After violently suppressing the latest frenzy of the Midnight Ghost, the Spider Queen pondered for a while, the corners of her mouth rising to betray her joy all the time.

[Oh, I'm so sorry, my dearest parasite brother, I just told you about such a shameless softie, I can't even believe that there is such a person in the world. 】

[And I can't believe it. 】

[It is such a person who dares to rush into the real universe with his inconceivably crude concept of law, punishment, and justice, conducts trials arbitrarily, and treats petty theft, murder, and arson as a category , while hating his behavior in his heart, he thought that all the mistakes were not because of himself. 】

【Who said the emperor didn't shape me well. 】

[Who told them to violate the private law in my heart. 】

[Who told me that the only way of punishment in my mind is torture and death penalty. 】

[Can you imagine: He said these words so brazenly that he could peel off the skin of a teenage girl alive and hang it in the square for everyone to see, fear, and fear. 】

[Then, he can declare more proudly: Look, they are afraid, they are closer to the human realm, and my human skin brings order and law, although I don't know what these two words are mean. 】

[But it's okay. 】

[I am Midnight Ghost, so I can do this. 】

[This is my right. 】

[Although I don't know what law, order, justice and punishment are. 】

[But it doesn't matter, I don't care about these things, and I don't bother to learn. 】

[Although I don’t know why perpetrators commit crimes, why suicides lose the courage to continue living, why thieves cannot get food, why there are so many criminals in a city, why people who once endured hardships and endured hardships have to leave Go astray. 】

[But it doesn't matter, I don't care about their tragic past, and I don't care about their future life, anyway, I just need to judge them when they commit crimes, I just ask that there are no crimes and criminals in my eyes , As for those innocent people who died of starvation, sickness, long hours of labor in the factory and the vicious environment, what does it have to do with me? 】

[Although I don't understand, I don't know how to alleviate social contradictions, improve social productivity, reform production relations, establish a perfect supervision system, and how my country can operate without me. 】

[But it doesn't matter, as long as I kill enough people, as long as those criminals who still have a little brain know how to hide temporarily instead of continuing to run on the street stupidly, I can proudly declare that I have transformed human beings from Barbarism has been promoted to civilization. I have brought an order and a future that I don't understand. I have used a year of fear to deter those new generations who have never seen me. 】

[Yes, of course I can do all of the above. Of course I can make them understand things that I don’t even understand. Of course I can kill them recklessly and judge them. In the absence of laws, lawyers, and other supervisors Under such circumstances, it is the most regular and noblest act to proclaim my judgment. 】

[Because I am the Midnight Ghost, because I am superior to others, destined to bring the beauty that I don't understand, and such a powerful Midnight Ghost. 】

[How can you refute me? 】

【How can you be innocent: I have judged you guilty. 】

【How can you not die: the only punishment I know is death. 】

[How can you deny that I am your judge: Although I neither understand the knowledge that a judge needs nor the compassion that a judge needs, I have the power that belongs to a judge, but I have never I haven't met a character who can point out my mistakes and stop my killing. 】

[Then: I was right!I am justice! 】

【…】

【…】

[I am... Midnight Ghost. 】

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[Is there anything wrong with my words, my dear Conrad, do you have anything to refute or modify? 】

Morgan let go of her blood relative, leaving him lying on the ground, silent.

She waited long enough, and even expected that Conrad would jump up in the next second and overthrow her theory: but the reality is cruel, it is impossible for the former King of Nostramo to overthrow this theory. Theories, at least, cannot be overthrown in a short period of time.

If he could, he wouldn't be Midnight Ghost.

"..."

Koz was silent, his face was more distorted than the grinning smiles of the gods above the night, from the initial bewilderment, to the next shock, and then to the unstoppable rage at the peak, until now this breath that is as silent as his is incomparable Dead silence: he seemed to have nothing to say.

"What are you trying to say, Morgan?"

"Are you just naive, want to make fun of me here?"

There was a ray of light in the pupils of Midnight Ghost, but this did not stop the Lord of the Second Legion. Morgan still had a smile on her face. She shook her head, and then walked slowly towards her. blood relatives.

[No, Conrad. 】

【I just want to confirm a very important matter with you. 】

Morgan walked in front of Conrad. Compared with her, Conrad looked a little short at this time: because he was sitting on the ground, his whole body was in a common depression.

The Spider Queen squatted down, her hands involuntarily held both sides of Midnight Ghost's cheeks, and pressed her forehead against the messy black hair: only in this way can her pupils occupy all of Midnight Ghost's vision, her distorted Words can penetrate Conrad's heart.

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[We all know that, Conrad. 】

【Don't fool yourself. 】

【You call yourself the Midnight Ghost, but you have neither the nobility to become the Midnight Ghost nor the wisdom to become a judge. The only capital you have to show off in front of the guilty person you say is nothing more than your strength. 】

[You are strong enough to be a midnight ghost, so you can do anything to them: you know this. 】

[You are very clear, and you have already admitted and acquiesced to this point invisibly: Midnight Ghost can be a monster, and it can be a person who has the power to impose himself on others by virtue of sheer strength, rather than any nobility and kindness. Tyrant of will. 】

【This is the law you recognize in your heart, isn't it? 】

"..."

Morgan waited.

She didn't wait for Conrad's rebuttal: she got nothing but more twisted and unwillingness on that dead face, more indignation and nothing to say.

It couldn't be better.

She laughed, fixed Conrad's eyes tightly, and used the ruthless, cunning, serious and cold whirlwind in her blue-blue pupils to wantonly pass through the blankness in Conrad's eyes, His heart froze in those words after her.

She spoke.

[So, look now, my dear brother. 】

[You and me, who is stronger? 】

【I. 】

【You and me, who can you defeat? 】

【I can defeat you. 】

[So, you and I, who can impose their own consciousness on another person. 】

[You and I, among each other, who is the stronger, more tyrannical, and more powerful judge, Midnight Ghost? 】

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【it's me. 】

[It's Morgan. 】

[I am stronger than you. 】

[So, as it should be. 】

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[As you say, everyone in the world is guilty, it's just that the guilt is manifested: this statement is not entirely wrong, and it applies to you as well, Conrad. 】

【You know, you are guilty. 】

【You are guilty. 】

[The guilty person needs his judge, his midnight ghost. 】

[So, you need Midnight Ghost, your midnight ghost. 】

[It’s not surprising that even the Midnight Ghost will need his own Midnight Ghost. 】

[And now. 】

[And at this moment. 】

[And between you and me. 】

Morgan paused for a moment, her pupils were occupied by unprecedented seriousness and arrogance, which ensured that her gaze could continue to crush Conrad's pupils and shoot into his heart, ensuring that her words could linger in his heart. In the ear, it will not go away for a long time.

【I am that midnight ghost. 】

[I am the midnight ghost between you and me. 】

【I am your judge. 】

[Remember this, remember it forever, Conrad. 】

[Everyone needs his or her own Midnight Ghost, and the Midnight Ghost that belongs to you is me, Morgan. 】

[From now on, this will continue until the moment you are judged. 】

[Before then, you have to remember, you have to recognize this point, you have to understand this truth-like reality. 】

[My name is Morgan. 】

[I am yours, Midnight Ghost. 】

(End of this chapter)