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Chapter 259 66, Curze: "Horus? Horus!"

Horus and Lorgar set foot on the land of Belia IV. They were not accompanied by a large army, only a group of fallen warriors from the Black Legion guarding them.

Suddenly, Horus raised his head and looked at the colorful sky, where he saw a golden eagle swooping down from the sky.

His expression suddenly became serious—Dukerr also airdropped to the ground battlefield, which was not good news for them.

Fortunately, there are enough demon troops on the ground battlefield to delay Dukel for a long time.

They had to reach the temple city before Durkhar.

As for now, he is not ready to go head-to-head with Duker.

Horus looked around for his four friends, wanting them to help delay Dukor.

But after searching all around, he was shocked to find that his four reliable friends had disappeared without a trace.

"We must speed up." After searching everywhere in vain, Horus could only urge himself to go faster.

Around the temple city.

Cain, the legendary political commissar of Valhalla, took on the important task of guarding the core of the temple in accordance with the instructions of the saint.

"May your great majesty look down upon you with mercy, and may all be well."

Political Commissar Kane prayed quietly, holding the weapon tightly with both hands, and sweat appeared on his palms due to excessive tension.

He is a hero of the empire, so he is the center of everyone's attention; he is a legendary political commissar, so he shoulders a heavy responsibility.

But Kane just wanted to cry. If possible, he would rather give up all these glory, because in his cognition, he was just a cowardly fake, without the strength and courage of the imperial hero, nor the invincibility of the legendary political commissar. All he relied on was the little bit of luck brought to him by His Majesty's favor.

At this moment, he was assigned to this important position, standing among a group of heroes. In a trance, he felt like a sled dog that had strayed into a wolf pack, at a loss.

Kane did not notice that when he was praying to the God-Emperor in panic, his shadow was experiencing an unusual fluctuation.

"This idiot!" Midnight Haunter Koz cursed in his heart.

As one of the only two Lords of Night in the Empire, Curze was not favored by the Shadow like the Lord of Dark Crows.

But the power he possesses allows him to penetrate the deepest fears of others.

He was like a sensitive hound, accurately smelling the fear in Kane.

It was this cowardice that aroused Koz's contempt.

In fact, Koz had long wanted to break away from Kane's shadow and act on his own.

But Kane's poor performance made him decide to stay and observe for a few more days.

What if he had misunderstood this Imperial hero?

But after a few days of observation, he successfully accumulated a lot of anger.

The legendary commissar of the Empire? That's the kind of person he is?

In other words, the ten thousand years of solitude in front of the throne had dulled his edge. If it had been during the Great Crusade, Kane's skin would have been peeled off and hung on the flagpole as a warning to others.

Coze even felt bad for Duker.

The heroes of the empire are all of this kind. He dare not imagine what the imperial army will look like ten thousand years from now.

How did Duke lead such a legion to save this dark age?

Could it be that he killed all the enemies by relying solely on his own bravery?
But there are trillions of enemies in the galaxy, how can his brother kill them all alone?

Just as he was sighing in his heart.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from the top of the sky.

Kane and Koz looked up at the sky at the same time, and happened to witness a giant golden eagle with wings big enough to cover the sky swooping down.

Political Commissar Kane's spirits lifted, and all the worries and anxieties about the battlefield situation that had filled his heart before disappeared at this moment.

He knew who was coming.

Once the Warmaster sets foot in this world, victory is only a matter of time.

But Kane didn't have much time to be excited.

Free time is always short, and next he has to devote himself to his own battle.

The demon army is still attacking the core of the temple, and he must fight together with the soldiers to ensure that the front line does not collapse.

Accompanied by a burst of sharp laughter, a group of lost souls came running towards them.

Their souls have been taken away by demons and their bodies have also been corrupted.

Kane lay crouching in the trench, a laser pistol in his hand, aiming at his fellow sufferers.

"Shoot!" he roared.

Dense laser beams streaked across the battlefield, tearing apart the bodies of the Lost Souls.

Like a dance, the lasers blasted their bodies, forcing them to jump and twist.

But even so, these lost souls still did not fall.

"Idiots, shoot them in the head!" A voice sounded in Kane's ears, as if in his shadow.

"Oh yeah, shoot them in the head!" Kane shouted again in the voice channel.

But when he shouted this, he suddenly felt horrified.

He turned his head sharply and looked around.

"Were you the one who was talking just now, Eugen?" he asked the man who was shooting next to him and who had an unpleasant odor all over his body.

"No one was talking just now, except you," Eugen replied. "Perhaps you are just too tired, Commissar."

Kane: "."

Kane was silent, his lips trembling unnaturally.

Even though he considered himself a fake, he was also a seasoned soldier and he believed that he had not heard it wrong.

Hearing inexplicable noises during a battle is not a good thing.

Kane realized that he was in big trouble, and he began to become suspicious, even suspecting that this was the corruption from Chaos.

His lips trembled slightly. He lay in the trench, kept firing his gun, and muttered to himself, "Relax, Kane. The Emperor is watching over you. Maybe things are not that bad."

"Maybe you were hallucinating, maybe you're just crazy." Kane whispered to comfort himself.

"Political Commissar, what did you say?" Eugen, who was standing by, heard his voice and asked loudly.

"No, nothing." Kane pretended to be calm, "Focus on the battle, Eugen!"

He pretended to reprimand Eugen, then blew the head of a Lost Soul with a laser pistol.

"Your Majesty, my shooting skills are still accurate, which means there is no problem with me, right?" Kane said to himself silently in his heart.

Then he changed his target and aimed at a Lost Soul who was wearing an officer's uniform and had a monomolecular sword on his waist.

"Another poor man who died at the hands of the devil." Kane sighed in his heart, but then he thought of another thing.
"If everything before was the same as I guessed, would I become like this too?"

The thought made his face pale and he quickly pulled the trigger, bringing relief to the lost man.

The rotten flesh collapsed powerlessly, and the imperial officer gained true peace.

"Eugen, if I become like this, you must remember to let me rest in peace." Kane suddenly said.

"Don't worry, I will, Political Commissar." Eugen answered quickly without any hesitation and grinned at Kane, revealing a few uneven yellow teeth.

To Kane, that eager expression seemed like he couldn't wait for that scene to happen.

"You are really my good brother." Kane gritted his teeth and patted Eugen's shoulder.

Then he ignored the other person again.

The Lost Souls were quickly wiped out. There was no cheering in the trenches. For these elite mortal troops, this was just a trivial victory.

A greater threat is waiting for them.

Kane squatted in the corner of the trench with his hands on his head, silently praying to the God-Emperor in a low voice.

Koz: “.”

This murderous ghost who was feared by the powerful on Terra was now itching to do something. His patience, which had been maintained in front of the throne for ten thousand years, was now reaching its limit.

For a moment, ten thousand ways of Kane's death flashed through Coze's mind.

It was at this time that new enemies attacked their defenses again.

"Enemy attack!" The veteran in charge of reconnaissance responded quickly.

The muzzle flashes once again illuminated the trenches, and amid the roar of explosions, large groups of blasphemers were blown into small pieces of rotten meat.

Lasers passed over their heads.

Some agile demons reached the edge of the trench first.

Once here, they charged into the trench with a force that could have broken through the walls.

Some soldiers were frightened and dodged, but the demons pounced on them again without stopping.

Kane also planned to move his position, but when he saw several young soldiers had been surrounded by demons and were about to be brutally killed.

Although Kane was terrified, he gritted his teeth and could not sit idly by and watch this scene.

He silently said "Emperor bless you" and then rushed forward.

Koz watched all this silently in the shadows. In his opinion, the political commissar's actions were tantamount to suicide.

Koz watched this scene with a sneer. Even if Kane was killed, he would not help.

He didn't think Kane's courage was commendable at all, just that he was a reckless fool.

But when Kane was eager to save people and mustered up the courage to overcome his cowardice.

Koz in the shadow was astonished to find that this mortal political commissar had burst out with a power that was enough to make him look at him with admiration.

As he charged, Kane's expression was still one of panic, but the laser pistol in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and every shot accurately hit the enemy's weak point.

Under the astonished gaze of the technology, Kane fearfully killed all the enemies in the trench and successfully turned the battle line around.

But Kane himself seemed unaware of what he had done. After killing all the enemies, he was still alert around him with his heart pounding, guarding against any enemies that might come.

With his joint efforts and those of his soldiers, the demons were repelled once again.

Kane was panting and still in shock, and they had achieved another small victory.

The soldiers gathered around the political commissar and cheered for his heroic performance.

Kane didn't care about it and still held the laser gun tightly in his hand during the break.

He knew very well that he had no talent and only had a little favor from the emperor. In his opinion, everything that had just happened was just a lucky coincidence.

There is nothing to be complacent about.

Koz, who was attached to the shadow, fell into deep thought.

Then he smiled with relief. His impression of this mortal political commissar changed. He seemed to understand why this political commissar could be called a hero of the empire.

The smoke on the battlefield became increasingly thicker and visibility dropped rapidly.

A war cry rose from the smoke.
"When everyone is crazy, I am the only one who is alert."

“When everyone is arrogant, I am humble.”

"Everyone is advancing courageously, but I am cautious."

The passionate tone and the strict discipline of the team, all of this indicated that this demon army was completely different from the one just now.

Kane's head snapped up, a chill running down his spine.

He held the laser pistol tightly in his hand, and his joints had lost all color.

The soldier next to him was the same, with a look of uneasiness on his face.

Out of the dark ashes, a black giant with a terrifying silhouette stepped forward.

The friction sound of the ancient motor rang out with every step they took.

They had a great reputation, and any soldier present could tell at a glance who they were.

"Warmaster, we fight for you!" A soldier's lips trembled, trying to dispel fear with war cry and faith.

"The Black Legion."

He murmured the names of these traitors.

The Black Legion is not difficult to identify, or rather, the name does not refer to a specific warband.

After the Heresy, the Luna Wolves defected to Chaos, forming the Black Legion and promising that any warband member who painted his power armour black would be their brother.

"Hold still and stay calm!" Although Kane was also uneasy about the arrival of the Black Legion, he forced himself to calm down and gave orders within the voice channel.

But Eugen and other soldiers who were familiar with him could hear the fear in his tone.

The mortal legions always felt a deep sense of powerlessness when facing the Astartes.

"Shoot!" Kane gave the order without waiting for the target to enter the optimal shooting range.

Because the speed of the Astartes was even beyond the reaction of mortal soldiers, experienced soldiers knew that once these traitors entered the optimal attack range, it would be too late to fire at them.

Thousands of weapons began to shine at the same time, and the bright light illuminated the entire front.

Kane saw that the soldiers' attacks landed accurately on the fallen warriors, but other than the black smoke rising from their armor, these traitors did not even slow down.

As if nothing had happened, the fallen warriors of the Black Legion ignored the bullets of the mortal soldiers and quickly charged towards the trench.

Their battle cries grew louder, and their faces became clearly visible.

Koz was still lurking in the shadows, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, this was a unique expression he would reveal when he saw his prey.

This time, he no longer planned to hide.

Because he saw several familiar faces among the traitors of the Black Legion, and these faces reminded him of those brothers who made him sick.

Especially since there was a veteran of the Moon Wolves from ten thousand years ago among them, when Koz saw his face, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.

It’s a pity that their genetic father died ten thousand years ago, otherwise Coze would really like to make an exception and give them a pleasant torture.

Just as Koz was immersed in those unpleasant memories.

"Warmaster." Curze burst into tears when he heard Kane on the battlefield.

Kane stared blankly ahead. Only by constantly reciting the name of the Warmaster could he force himself not to turn around and run away.

Coze followed Kane's gaze.

Just then, I saw two tall giants stepping out. Their bald heads reflected the halo of war. One of them was resolute and steady, while the other had a smile on his face as if he was feeling proud.

They were of enormous stature, each one more than twice the size of a Space Marine.

"Horus? Lorgar? Horus! Lorgar!" Coze was stunned at first, then the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up. His silent smile became more and more ferocious, and a crazy smile was drawn on his pale face.

"You guys are here? You are actually here! You are not dead yet, you are not dead yet, hahahahahahaha"

At this moment, an extremely crazy emotion burst out from Koz's body. After seeing his two long-lost brothers again after thousands of years, in just a moment, he seemed to have transformed into a terrifying midnight ghost again.

He couldn't suppress his emotions, but unfortunately, no one present could see through the lurking intentions of the Lord of the Night.

"Father, is this why you drove me away from the throne? This is truly a great gift and it is a delight." Koz restrained his gaze and emotions. He knew how to avoid the keen senses of his two brothers.

(End of this chapter)