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Chapter 443: The Duties of the Primarch! Roaring with Angryness! Questioning!

After hearing what Horus said, Abaddon and other chapter generals had no choice but to give up. After all, if the Emperor really intended to attack them, they would not have any power to resist.

Everyone knows exactly how powerful the Emperor is.

Soon, Horus walked out of the command center of the flagship, and with the help of his servants, he took off his heavy power armor and changed into a relatively light and gorgeous ceremonial suit.

This set of formal wear is not as heavy as the power armor used in wartime, but it has a lot of silk decorations, gold, diamonds and other precious metals, and there are some delicate and gorgeous reliefs on various parts.

Therefore, no matter how light the dress is, it weighs at least fifty kilograms. An ordinary person would not be able to wear such a heavy dress.

But for Horus, this was the most comfortable attire to wear, and he could only put it on when he met the Emperor.

"If I don't come back, you will take over the command of the Luna Wolves."

Horus gave Abaddon an earnest instruction, saying that through all the strange signs, he was not sure whether his trip to Terra to meet the Emperor was a good thing or a bad thing.

If something really went wrong, he could only entrust the legion to his confidant Abaddon.

"Yes!" Abaddon responded with mixed feelings.

For some reason, Horus always felt that the Emperor asked him to return to Terra not just to appoint him as the Imperial Warmaster, but most likely he had something else to discuss with him.

But Horus had no idea what it would be.

He carefully recalled the Great Crusade of the past two hundred years and everything he had done with the Luna Wolves. Horus admitted that he had indeed killed innocent people indiscriminately, brutally massacred cities, and plundered spoils.

But these crimes also exist to a greater or lesser extent in other Primarchs, which is better than exposure to the Warp and psionics.

Horus dared to guarantee that in the past hundreds of years, he had never actively touched anything related to the Warp.

Therefore, the Emperor should not blame himself for the crimes of the Warp and psionics.

Excluding the issue of the subspace, the only issue left is the selection of the Imperial Warmaster!

"Does the Emperor have other candidates for the Primarch? Lion, Russ, Guilliman? Are their achievements enough to qualify?"

Horus was puzzled. After he put on his formal dress, he took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, turned around and smiled at the generals behind him:
"Everyone, the next time you see me, you must call me Warmaster."

Horus didn't want his warriors to worry about him. Today was the day he was crowned Warmaster, and his mood should not be ruined by these unfounded speculations.

As soon as he finished speaking, in front of the gazes of the Luna Wolves warriors, Horus boarded the spaceship and headed for the Terra Palace with the Imperial Guards.

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"Your Majesty, Horus has arrived."

Malcador returned with several guards to report to the Emperor. Horus did not make any drastic moves along the way, as if he was certain that he would be safe.

On the long throne, the Emperor looked at Malcador calmly and signaled him to bring Horus in.

During this period, the Emperor thought a lot about how to deal with Horus.

Although Horus will become the co-chosen one of the evil gods of the Warp in the near future, it has caused irreparable damage to the human empire.

But at this moment, Horus was still the Warmaster of the Empire and the pride of the Empire. He was completely different from Magnus and had no contact with the evil gods of the Warp at all.

Even if Horus really wanted to be held accountable, he would have to have a basic charge.

Therefore, the emperor did not intend to approach the issue from the perspective of accusation.

Judging from the intelligence information provided by the Universal Corporation, the word "doubt" was indispensable in the process of Horus's fall.

Horus suspected that the Emperor's attitude towards the Primarchs was simply to view them as tools that could be erased and hidden at any time, and he worried that he would become the next Primarch to be hidden.

Although Horus' suspicion was correct, the Emperor did treat the Primarchs as tools, but it was not that he had no feelings for them.

It was just that there were too many things that overwhelmed the Emperor, so he neglected to care for the Primarchs.

After completing the historic mission of human rejuvenation, the Emperor had already made plans to live in seclusion with the Primarchs.

But Horus did not understand his painstaking efforts.

In addition, Horus also hated the empire's political system and the corrupt bureaucrats, and he was eager for a radical reform.

Lead the Primarchs to control the core authority of the Empire and drive those stupid mortals to the countryside. The power of the Empire should be controlled by the elites.

The Emperor could understand Horus' idea, but from a realistic point of view, doing so was not only meaningless, it could also easily shake the Empire's already fragile and backward political foundation.

There is no way. The number of Astartes warriors and Primarchs is too scarce compared to the vast number of mortals.

If it were divided equally, even if a colony planet was managed by one Astartes, there would not be enough to go around.

Letting the Primarchs and Astartes rule the Human Empire is nothing more than replacing the original mortal officials with Primarchs and Astartes. The policies issued still need to be executed and completed by mortals.

If the upward path of mortals is blocked and they are not allowed to take office in the core power center of the empire, one can imagine what will happen next!

It is not impossible that there will be more serious corruption, a worse political environment, or even the breeding of a large number of believers in evil gods.

When the rising channel is locked, there will always be people who take risks. After all, there are many examples where it is easier to get into Chang'an than to pass the entrance exam into Chang'an.

Of course, the most crucial thing is that these big and strong rough guys don't have the political intelligence to handle government affairs. Once they are allowed to take over the running of the empire, there will no longer be any rule of law.

It’s all rule by the people, with the party uniting to suppress dissidents!
From this point of view, Horus only had some deviations in political ideas and father-son relationships. He was not hopeless. With proper guidance, this Primarch could still be saved.

"Father!"

At this moment, Horus walked into the hall under the escort of the Imperial Guards, and looked at the Emperor on the throne with a smile on his face.

No matter how much time has passed, the emperor is always shrouded in a sacred light, like a god walking on earth. Just looking into his eyes would make one fall to their knees.

Horus had not seen the Emperor for a long time. The last time he returned to Terra, he was not summoned by the Emperor, so after escorting Paul and others, he returned to his territory, Cthonia.

It was not until now that father and son were finally able to meet.

Horus could not wait to share his joy with the Emperor and asked him about the appointment of the Warmaster.

However, the Emperor spoke first:

"Horus, what do you think the duties of a Primarch are?"

After the words fell, Horus was visibly stunned. He could not see any emotional fluctuations in the Emperor's expression, nor could he tell whether the Emperor's tone was intended to reprimand or test him.

But the fact that the emperor asked this question basically ruled out the possibility of being punished. After all, if the emperor really wanted to be punished, he would not ask such a nonsensical question.

"Reported to the Emperor, the Primarch's duty is to protect the human empire, revive human civilization, and cleanse the galaxy of alien races!"

This time, Horus even chose his words carefully, and gave an answer that he thought was perfect.

Even if it's not a perfect score, it won't be too bad.

"Really? Don't you think that the Primarch is a tool I carefully created just to make war more convenient?"

The emperor's voice and expression still showed no change of emotion, as if he were a sacred statue.

But as soon as these words came out, Horus froze in place. He felt as if his spine was pierced by a spear, and he stood stiff and motionless. "What..."

When this nightmare-like word came out of the Emperor's mouth, the fear hidden in the deepest part of Horus' heart was exposed to the sunlight.

He suddenly felt that the emperor before him was no longer so noble and sacred, but was replaced by the image of a dark and cruel conspirator.

What exactly did the Primarchs mean to the Emperor? This was a question Horus had certainly thought about countless times, but he always simply summarized it as the relationship between father and son and vaguely passed it over.

If we really want to analyze it carefully, the Primarch and the Emperor are just the subject and the king, and whether they are tools or not depends entirely on the needs of the king.

Ever since Magnus was captured and Prospero was destroyed, Horus has been wondering if he would be the next "Magnus".

Now it seems that the emperor really just treats them as tools!

At this moment, Horus suddenly felt a sharp pain in his nose. The unconditional love in this world only exists between parents and children.

But in many cases, parents do not love their children. They just regard them as one of their insurances and a labor resource that can be cashed in for profit.

This is mixed with benefiting oneself.

Only children's love for their parents is unreserved and without any mixed interests. Rather than needing, it is actually the parents who need the children more, rather than the children who need the parents.

As for the Emperor, he needed the Primarchs to expand his territory and launch expeditions to all directions, but the Primarchs gained so much glory and honor, but they did not get the emotions that the Emperor originally gave them.

Even if Magnus really did something wrong, there were ten thousand ways to deal with it, but the Emperor chose the cruelest one, annihilating the Thousand Sons Legion, exterminating Prospero, and imprisoning Magnus.

Even whether Magnus can survive is a big question!
In an instant, Horus felt that the blood flowing in his body was no longer the blood of the Emperor that symbolized glory and holiness, but the burden of heavy shackles and chains.

He opened his eyes wide and looked up at the emperor's face. The emperor was still as noble and holy as a god, but divinity also meant the absence of humanity. The emperor truly had boundless love.

But I no longer love these Primarchs!
Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, so they were expelled from the Garden of Eden by God and became mortals.

Magnus made a mistake, but the Emperor no longer forgave their crimes. Instead, he brought down divine punishment without hesitation, making his own Primarch son lose face.

If one day, humans no longer need the Primarchs, the Emperor will wipe out all of them just like he wiped out those two Primarchs, as if they had never appeared!

The Great Crusade, the appointment of Warmaster, all the honors, what is the meaning of all this?

Fear and panic came over him, and the word "tool man" kept echoing in Horus' mind. The intense panic made his stomach contract and jump constantly, and he almost vomited on the spot.

The stomach is the emotional organ of human beings and can best reflect a person's current emotional state. When the colic spread throughout the stomach, Horus had to cover his stomach and was sweating profusely with nervousness.

He really wanted to escape from this nightmarish place. He didn't care about the meaningless titles such as Warmaster and Primarch of the Luna Wolves!

Unfortunately, Horus couldn't move his legs at all. The entire Terra Palace seemed to be cast under a confinement spell, pinning him down in place.

"Why...what on earth did we do wrong!?"

Horus asked the Emperor trembling all over. He didn't understand what he had done wrong that made the Emperor call him all the way here and mess with his mentality.

Is it true that when the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked, this is the final fate of these Primarchs? The Emperor no longer needs the Primarchs to continue the Great Crusade, so he wants to imprison them and hide their existence!

At this moment, Horus no longer had any thoughts of becoming a warmaster. He only felt endless sadness and lamentation. His closest father was going to kill him on the day when he was happiest.

"Magnus colluded with the evil god of the warp and did something wrong. He should be punished, but what did I do wrong--!!"

Horus roared angrily and questioned the Emperor unwillingly.

Even if he was destined to die, he must not die in confusion. He wanted to hear the Emperor admit in person that he had never loved them, the Primarchs, and that he only loved them for a momentary need.

Facing the blood-reddened Horus, the condescending Emperor chose to remain silent. He was waiting, waiting for Horus to completely burst out all the doubts and fears that he had suppressed for so long.

If these negative emotions are not resolved in time, they will one day be used by the Four Chaos Gods, causing Horus to completely fall into the dark side.

Since we are going to solve this problem today, let’s do it in one step!
The Emperor continued to stare at the grief-stricken Horus. He knew that Horus was extremely eager for his answer at this moment, but he did not intend to speak so soon.

He wanted to hear more of Horus's true thoughts.

Seeing that the Emperor was silent, Horus simply cursed without restraint: "I have tried my best to unite those damn fools, to make the Primarchs obey my orders and work hard for the Imperium of Man."

"Countless Astartes warriors sacrificed their lives in a foreign land. Now that the Great Crusade has finally ended, you want to erase our existence and hand over the Empire to those stupid mortals!"

Horus lamented the hardships he had endured over the years.

Doesn’t the Emperor know what kind of stuff the Primarchs he created are?
Angron is an extreme and brutal butcher, Fulgrim is a paranoid obsessive-compulsive patient, Mortarion is a drug-addicted pervert, and Magnus is an arrogant megalomaniac...

If I hadn't been able to control these Primarchs, the Human Empire would have been devastated by them long ago!
The most important thing is that it was these Primarchs and Astartes warriors who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood for the Imperium, so why should all the fruits of victory belong to these mortals in the end?

This is not fair! !
"How are these mortals better than us? They are greedy, cowardly, meaner than ants, and more despicable than mice. How can they take over the human empire?"

Horus's anger and resentment almost condensed into a physical entity. His violent roar even shattered the ceramic bottles in the hall. The guards tightly grasped their weapons, fearing that Horus would suddenly lose control.

Malcador said nothing the whole time. Like the Emperor, he listened silently to Horus's curses, thinking that Horus also bore so much pressure for the Empire.

"In terms of strength and power, the Luna Wolves under my command can defeat powerful alien races and defend the territory of the empire."

"In terms of loyalty, we, the Primarchs and Astartes, all have your blood flowing in our veins. We are the ones with common interests, not those bastards!"

Horus really couldn't understand why these Primarchs and Astartes, who were countless times more powerful than mortals, were treated like this by the Emperor.

In what way are mortals better than them?

"Those mortals, damned bureaucrats and nobles only know how to engage in corruption and bribery, pretending to obey your orders but actually disobeying them. Do such lowly people deserve your love?"

As Horus asked this question, countless scenes of massacres flashed through his mind.

He burned corrupt aristocrats and incompetent bureaucrats in the colonies at the stake and beheaded all their relatives.

Any individual who benefited from the stolen money would be dragged out by Horus, beheaded, and burned to death. He hated all the injustices in the world.

This time, the Emperor's expression finally showed a subtle change, but he remained silent and continued to stare at Horus who was roaring angrily.

As time passed, Horus had almost expressed what was in his heart, and his emotions had obviously stabilized a lot.

He was sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and looking at the still indifferent Emperor, Horus finally said what he feared most:

"I know why you asked me to return to Terra. It is because you wanted to take action against us Primarchs, and I am the most powerful among them."

"You are afraid that I will strike first and bring other Primarch brothers to call for help. The human empire you have painstakingly built will be destroyed in an instant!"

"Hehe, so you're going to imprison me with that idiot Magnus next? I advise you not to do that, because I will bite the fool's throat."

"Killing your beloved son right in front of you."

Before his death, Horus still hoped that he could have a decent ending. If he was imprisoned with Magnus, he would feel that his noble identity as a warmaster was tarnished.

After all, Magnus died because he defected to the evil god in the warp and betrayed the human empire.

And he was loyal to the Empire and the Emperor from beginning to end, and never did anything to betray them.

(End of this chapter)