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Chapter 171 16, Duker helped up his loyal Supreme Council Chief
Sanguinius and the Blood Angels stayed in the Astropath for a long time. The Archangel seemed to be addicted to acting, while the Astropaths were grateful for the Angel's forgiveness and mercy, and they went in both directions.

Duker was currently flipping through the information in his hand.

The Council of the Supreme Lords can be said to be the centralized department of the empire today. The twelve seats are composed of the highest-level bureaucrats of the twelve power agencies.

Under the twelve seats, there are dozens of Terra native high lords assisting them.

It can be said that the Supreme Council itself represents the overall political power of Terra. The Tribunal, the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Military Affairs, the Astropathic Chamber, and the Assassin's Chamber that the Primarchs cleared and took over. These departments with inestimable power are all in the Supreme Council. Take a seat.

This is also the reason why Dukel is only planning to deal with the Supreme Council at this moment. If these branches are not cut off in advance, it is almost equivalent to being an enemy of most of the empire.

During the ten thousand years that the Emperor was on the throne, the High Council managed almost all daily affairs of the Empire on behalf of the Emperor. They were the Emperor's direct spokesmen.

Having almost the same power as the Emperor means that they also bear the heavy pressure that the Emperor needs to bear. This also indirectly leads to the fact that the high lords of the Supreme Council are the most special group of Terran dignitaries.

Today's empire is like a terminally ill person who has no time to take care of itself, but even so, there are still many high lords who are still doing their best to make decisions for the billions of worlds of this broken empire, and for the trillions of empires in each major sector. People make various arrangements.

The workload was so great that the Primarchs were worried about it.

It makes sense that the empire could survive for ten thousand years.

For example, this information in the hands of Duker is Lev Tyrone, the current president of the Supreme Council and the minister of government affairs.

Then he understood what Curze was thinking.

He sneered, with bloodthirsty madness in his eyes, and he declared his justice, "I never care about my reputation. On the contrary, I want to spread my name of fear. Who dares to do evil in the dark? I will peel off their skin intact and hang their bloody flesh on the spikes of the tower."

Then what did he do?
——Kuzzi personally peeled off all the skin of the little girl. The little girl was tortured for three days and three nights before she finally died and was freed.

"Dukele, you also discovered it, right?"

No matter how much darkness and moths appear within the empire, it can't cover up the brilliance of heroes who burn everything they have for the empire.

Duker has a hard time commenting on this.

Duker reminded: "Brother, fear is just a type of tactic. It is very useful, but it does not mean that it will always be useful. If you rely on it so much, it will eventually bite you."

After a few seconds of silent staring,

He gave up persuasion. No Primarch could convince with words.

It was just that he secretly decided in his heart that after this incident was over, he would be allowed to return to the Golden Throne and would never let him out easily.

"But even the mortal mind is deeper than the abyss."

Hearing this, Midnight Ghost was stunned.

For example, during an operation, Coze saw a little girl trying to commit suicide, so the Lord of Midnight Ghosts decisively saved her.

"What did you find?"

While other dignitaries are enjoying themselves with the help of power and wealth, many of the supreme lords on Terra with top backgrounds and unlimited power are working as 007 all year round.

After thousands of years, Coze still sticks to his justice.

As if he had never thought that anyone would agree with him, he re-examined the brother in front of him.

Dukel nodded, "I know very well that they will not regret what they have done, but are just afraid of the punishment they will face. So I never believe in the tears of evil people, and kind people will not do it even if they are drunk. Do evil deeds.”

"Koz, what are your plans next?" Duker asked, "Do you need me to prove your innocence for you? You can't always let the people of the empire think that you are a murderous ghost and the murderer of the empire, right?"

"Only those who struggle to survive in the darkness can learn to behave in an orderly manner."

In the original trajectory, he pushed the Imperial Guard out of the palace, welcomed the return of the Regent, witnessed the decisive battle between Guilliman and Magnus on the moon, encountered the siege of the Khorne army, met with the Gray Knights, and boarded the Abaddon Black Legion battleship The remains, smiling in the face of the evil god’s dream—can be called the pinnacle of mortal will.
In the end, after the regent launched the Indomitable Crusade, he ran out of fuel and died with hope.

Duker was stunned for a moment.

Just because in Coz's heart, suicide is also an unforgivable sin.

When Duker heard this, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

Dukel nodded, as if he agreed with his words.

They could have enjoyed the best of everything in the empire, but every year many high lords died of exhaustion at their posts.

Justice is a good thing, but Coates is too extreme.

Looking down at Terra from the top of the bell tower, the red fire ignited on Terra has gradually extinguished, and a new order will be re-established among the burned-out ruins.

Even Duker has heard of his name. In this dark galaxy, Lev is one of the few Imperial people who lives a more prosperous life than Commissar Kane.

The body of the original body burned with fire, and the next moment he was standing at the tip of the clock tower. This speed was many times faster than when he was chasing the opponent before.

This information was given to Dulquer personally by Guilliman. Not only did the Regent not reject the President of the Supreme Council, he even appreciated it very much.

The murderous ghost, his brother, Curze.

Suddenly, his intuition sensed something, and he raised his head and looked over - he saw a shadow darker than the night sky of Terra standing on the top of a Gothic bell tower not far away.

"Evil people never repent for their evil deeds. The only thing that can stop their atrocities is fear."

Among the primarchs, Curze has always been the least popular one. Most people think he is a madman and are unwilling to get close to him. And he also didn't want to be near anyone.

"So why do I need to prove my innocence?" Coze's cold voice floated in the dark night, "I'm not you, I don't need fire and warmth. Let them fear, let everyone, all sins, know the throne A murderous soul walks beneath."

"Why not?" Cozz asked.

Despite what he thought in his heart, Duker's face still remained calm, and he looked at Kurtz with bright eyes.
"Brother, just let me be the executioner who slaughters the villains. Why do you have to do it? For the sake of the empire and our common ideals, I voluntarily enter hell!"

Duker put down the information in his hand. People's hearts were far apart. He couldn't judge a person's character based on just one piece of information.

He opened his mouth and said,
"Dukele, are you acting with me? No wonder Fulgrim always said that you are a hypocritical guy in the past."

"Tsk——"

The calmness on Duker's face quickly dissipated like thin ice, and a hint of anger appeared.

Seeing this anger, Coze quietly and quickly retreated into the shadows, disappearing, leaving only a weird "Jie Jie" laugh.

Wisps of flames rose up on Dukel's body, and then quickly dissipated.

Curze has a way of being annoying.

"Dukele, what's your next move?"

A ghostly voice, whose direction could not be discerned in the darkness, asked him.

"I would like to ask Lev Tyrone, the Chief of the Supreme Council, to come to my palace. I want to talk to him alone."

The ghost in the shadow departs. At this time, the leaves of Caliban fell quietly, and the lion walked out of the forest and met Duker's unkind gaze.

"Brother, don't blame me, I saw you performing as soon as I came here." Leon spread his hands, showing a helpless expression.

"It's for a ghost." Then he emphasized deliberately.

"Are you here to hone your martial arts skills with me?" Duker asked.

"No, no, I have more important things."

"Tell me about it." Duker crossed his arms and looked at him sideways.

"Guilliman is preparing to go to Mars. I judge that he may be in danger. Are you interested in going with him?"

"Why?" Duker asked.

"He needs to explain the Primaris Space Marines to the priests of the Mechanicus, and" the lion lowered his voice and revealed a secret,
"Call seems to want to become the Forge General of Mars."

"You even know this?" Duker looked at the lion in surprise.

"I do have some interest in Mars, though," he whispered. He was mainly interested in the void dragon fragments beneath Mars.

The life magnetic field technology was stuck at 250,000 units, and he urgently needed Star God fragments to break this bottleneck.

Just taking away the fragments of the Star God will most likely make those oil guys go crazy.
After hearing his whisper, the lion nodded and stepped into the forest of Caliban,

"Farewell, my brother, the showman who loves to entertain ghosts——"

The lion has always been cautious, and Duker beat him up before, and now he finally gave him the opportunity to take a small revenge. He left happily and triumphantly.

He didn't even notice that Duker's eyes were getting worse and worse.

These guys are so funny, and sooner or later they will be rewarded.

He will use practical actions to prove that those who can be war commanders are not generous people.
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Lev, the Chief of the Supreme Council, is heading to the palace of the Second Primarch.

It was the murderous ghost who personally invited him to go, and he was thoughtfully given two options, either to meet the Second Primarch, or to have his skin peeled off.

Lev also stubbornly chose the former.

Soon, he saw Dukel sitting on the throne in the huge hall.

After saluting, Lev took the initiative and said, "Your Highness, I have never abused the functions given to me by the Emperor. Please don't embarrass me."

By now, both parties knew what the other was thinking, so Lev made his request without any cover-up.

Sincerity is always a must-win.

Dukel was also very sincere. He smiled and said: "Lev, have you heard the latest rumors on Terra? Some people say that I colluded with the murderous ghosts and tried to turn everyone against me in the name of investigating the case for His Majesty. All of them were slandered as the real perpetrators of the Emperor's assassination, and then executed on the spot."

Lev shook his head quickly and said with great seriousness, "Your Highness, rumors stop only for the wise. Do not be swayed by these false rumors. Although I am not a wise man, I know that Your Highness upholds justice and will never compete with others. His Majesty’s murderers colluded.”

"No, you're wrong, Lev. That's not a rumor."

Chief of the Supreme Council: "."

Duker said frankly: "Lev, the rumors are the truth. I just slandered the people who opposed me as the rumors say, and I really colluded with the murderous ghost."

Lev broke into a cold sweat.

Duker took out a secret letter and pulled out a piece of white paper from the secret letter.

"Lev, let me ask you, does the Supreme Council know how they should make a choice? If they don't know, I will write their names on the secret letter, and destruction will come in an instant."

Looking at the sweaty chief, Dukel repeated: "Lev, give you a minute to think, think about it carefully."

Lev's heart was beating violently.

Dukel's sincerity was indeed a surefire way to kill him, almost killing him directly.

Being able to stand at the pinnacle of power on Terra, Lev certainly had his own judgment. Based on the original body's previous actions, his experience and wisdom told him that although the other party was not easy to mess with, he was actually a good person.

but now.
"Your Highness, is this a test?" Lev took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
"I know very well in my heart that you have loftier ambitions than ordinary people, for the empire and its people. I also know that you will not embarrass those innocent people."

Duker looked helplessly at the nun beside him.
"Efilar, isn't it so unlike me to play a bad guy?"

The nun analyzed objectively and rationally, "Your Highness, your kindness is enough to cover the light of the star, and no one can ignore it."

Dukel nodded in agreement.

Then Efilar said to the chief seriously, "Lord Lev, please listen carefully to His Highness's words, he is not joking."

"This is impossible." Lev firmly believed in his judgment.

"Those who died tonight deserved their crimes. I still believe in His Highness's righteous heart."

Dukel knocked on the armrest of the throne, "One minute is up. Has the High Council made a decision? Should you become a loyal whistleblower of the Empire, or become the real murderer of the Emperor's assassination?"

The primarch picked up the chainsword beside the throne.

This sword, dripping with demonic blood all the time, buzzed excitedly.

The chain sword in his left hand, and the secret message of the murderous ghost in his right hand.

Duker vividly displayed the image of the Lord of Destruction in front of Lev.

The commander's expression finally changed.
"Your Highness, does it have to be like this?"

"That's an incorrect answer." Dukel shook his head slowly, "Lev, unfortunately, you are also the real murderer of the Emperor's assassination, and you should have been brainwashed by the Grand Master of the Inquisition."

Dukel picked up his pen and prepared to write their names.

Then he seemed to remember something,
"By the way, Lev, come and put your fingerprints. This will make the secret message look more credible."

Lev: "."

You write my name on the death list and you want me to put my fingerprints on it myself?
Lev was speechless.

With a 'pop' sound, he knelt on one knee under the original body's throne.

"I would like to be a hound before your Majesty, chasing down the evildoers."

Duker quickly stepped down from the throne,
"Why do you need to pay such a big courtesy? We are all servants of the empire. How can you be a hound?"

The Primarch lifted up his loyal Master of the High Council.

(End of this chapter)