I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 231 Me? Mephiston?
Hallucinations kept interweaving in front of Locke's eyes. Various messy scenes appeared and intertwined in front of his eyes, and memories from different times echoed in his mind.

When it painfully confirmed that everything it had experienced was truly an illusion, all sorts of fragmented memories flooded out of its head.
That was the past, the memory of the real Gavial Loken.
Erebus's Trick, The Fall of Isstvan III, The Heresy
These memories made Locke even more miserable.
The most painful thing was that humans’ hatred for aliens ten thousand years ago made him hate himself.

But the cunning Loken still chose to stand on the side of the human who called himself the Blood Angel.
Although he said a lot, Locke himself didn't know why he did this.
Perhaps it was because, in people's minds, Gavial Loken was the one who would never betray humanity. This cognition hovered in the subspace and even had power, affecting the cunning man himself today.

".Abaddon and his men sent a message that the Warmaster has entered the crashed Tamba starship and is determined to lead the team himself."

Locke said with a hoarse voice.

There was an impulse in its heart to save the Warmaster.

But according to Zhou Yun, it cannot do this and must wait until Horus is possessed by the Dark Angel.
This made the cunning Locke feel painful, but he knew he had to do it.
The two emotions of respect for Horus as his father and hatred for Horus's past rebellion were intertwined in the heart of the cunning Loken.

"Don't be sad, these things are in the past."

Zhou Yun patted Locke on the shoulder and said comfortingly:

"Horus was stabbed to death by the Emperor with a stone dagger. Many things have already ended."

The expression on Locke's face suddenly became complicated, and he said with tears in his eyes: "I seem to remember that moment."

"I witnessed it, I saw it, I saw my father smiling before he died"

".What kind of smile is that? It's not scary at all. Instead, it's the kind of smile that I once treasured in my heart. A father's smile, a child's smile, you can even call it innocent."

"It was not until that moment that I suddenly realized that the Warmaster was actually the most naive of all humans."

There was a flash of madness and pain in Locke's eyes.

But his voice soon calmed down.

"At least it should not be desecrated again. Death is its best ending. Anything named Horus should never be resurrected again."

The cunning Locke said in a flat voice.

Soon, Zhou Yun and Locke arrived near the so-called Tamba flagship.
In Zhou Yun's eyes, the Tamba flagship was just a huge train half-submerged in the swamp mixed with various collapsed buildings.

The cunning bishop who claimed to be Erebus, Abaddon and little Horus were standing outside.
"Loken." Horus Asilman Jr. walked up to Loken, his voice a little low and hesitant: "After the Warmaster led the team into it, an explosion occurred inside, and we were trapped by the corpses pouring out from all around."

".But just now, all these corpses stopped moving."

"I don't know if the Warmaster has won, or if there is a tragedy waiting for us and we should be prepared for it."

Loken was silent for a moment, then sighed without leaving a trace.

"The Warmaster should have already——————"

"Lokken." A voice that shocked Lokken suddenly sounded.
It turned its head sharply and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Horus walked out of the ruins slowly. His body seemed to have grown taller. A unique glow shone on his body, and some invisible black flame seemed to be burning all over his body.
It held a head in its hand, which was Tamba's head.
All of a sudden, the Moon Wolves roared with excitement, congratulating the Warmaster on his new glory.

Only three people were silent.

Loken, Erebus and Zhou Yun all looked at this scene in a bit of bewilderment.
The Warmaster actually killed Tamba, and he was not hurt.
"Sir——" Erebas came forward, as if wanting to find out what had happened.

However, Horus suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Erebus's head with his claws.
Bang! ! !
Before Erebus could say anything, his head exploded in the Warmaster's hands.

However, the other Luna Wolves seemed not to notice this and just kept cheering and celebrating.
Zhou Yun watched this scene silently.
The cunning Horus in front of him had obviously grown to his limit. His flesh and blood had expanded, and his height had reached almost seven meters, like a giant humanoid beast.
The chitinous shells all over his body turned into armor and wrapped him tightly. His triangular head had become almost like a human's. If it were not for some deformities, Zhou Yun would almost suspect that Horus had been resurrected.

"I should thank you, son of Sanguinius."

The cunning Horus looked at Zhou Yun, and there seemed to be some kind of wild fire flashing in his eyes, filled with frenzy and desire for killing:

"Your reminder helped me see through Erebus's trick and also made me pay enough attention to Tamba. You see, just as I said, no matter what kind of traps and dangers, they can't hurt me."

"Sir." Locke, who was standing aside, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Actually, there is none."

"I know what you want to say, Loken." The cunning Horus interrupted Loken with a gentle smile on his face.

It lowered its eyes slightly and looked at its own body. "That dark angel, the darkest, most twisted and chaotic part of the echo of Sanguinius' death. It is full of savagery and instinctively wants to reproduce Horus's past destiny, hoping to enter the physical universe."

"But I changed that fate, and I negotiated with him. He will merge with me, an equal, like the blessed son of Lorgar."

"There is nothing strange about this. He and I are supposed to be one." "I am a collection of human impressions of Horus, an echo in the warp."

"He is a being created in the Warp by humanity's fear and hatred of Horus."

"How did you do it?" Zhou Yun frowned slightly and asked, "How did you see through that layer of cognitive distortion?"

This was indeed somewhat beyond Zhou Yun's expectations that this cunning Horus escaped his originally destined fate.

"I didn't see through it. In fact, that layer of cognitive distortion still trapped me. In my eyes, everything is still in the 30th millennium."

"But I sensed a sense of disharmony and guessed that I might have fallen into an illusion. After merging with the Dark Angel, I truly understood everything."

"As for how I did it? The descendants of Sanguinius, the warp is a reaction to emotions, and emotions cannot be absolutely objective. Loken and the others may be closer to the original appearance, but in the past ten thousand years, my image has become more cunning and powerful in the fear of countless people."

Horus said slowly:

"In the perception of most people, how could such a petty cognitive distortion deceive Horus?"

Zhou Yun's mouth twitched slightly.
Indeed, in the minds of countless people over the past ten thousand years, Horus would never be trapped by the cunning cognitive distortion.
The Warp is an idealistic dimension. The Horus that people know will not exist, and the echo of the Horus before them will not exist either.

"My lord, but everything is over. You are not the real Horus, and I am not the real Loken," Loken said with pain.

"No, Loken." Horus' tone became a little more serious. "My behavior and spirit are completely consistent with the Horus in the minds of humans. In this case, what is the difference between me and Horus?"

"I am not only Horus, as a Dark Angel, I am also part of the essence of Sanguinius. I am still Sanguinius."

Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this.

"What do you want?" he asked in a low voice.

"What would Horus do in the minds of the people?"

The cunning Horus asked back:

"Burning the galaxy, of course."

"Don't rush to refute me. I know I'm not strong enough now."

"I will have this power. Remember that the Dark Angel is also part of Sanguinius's essence."

"The Blood Angels cannot resist or defeat me. As soon as they see me, they will fall into black rage. Even if they don't fall into it, they can't defeat me anyway. This is a suppression of the soul."

"As for Sanguinius, I have the right to fight for that body. In the battle in the warp, the dark and golden angels are evenly matched."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun couldn't help but reach out and touch his chin.

He was thinking whether the cunning guy in front of him had a burnt brain.

"What if I kill you here?" Zhou Yun asked with raised eyebrows.

"You can't do it. I told you, the son of Sanguinius cannot defeat me, even if you have powerful psychic powers."

The cunning Horus said arrogantly.

"Wait, do you know who I am?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but reveal a playful expression.

"Of course, there is only one Blood Angel on this planet who can resist going into a black rage in front of me."

"You can only be the Chief Librarian of the Blood Angels, the Lord of Death Mephiston who has overcome the Black Rage."

Horus looked down at Zhou Yun condescendingly.

".Is that right?"

Zhou Yun tilted his head slightly, almost laughing out loud, but nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes!"

At the same time, Mephiston, disguised as Ogryn, who was trudging through the swamp and rushing towards Zhou Yun, couldn't help but sneeze.
(End of this chapter)