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Chapter 416 Ahriman: Are you worthy?
In the dim interrogation room, there was only a simple chandelier swaying gently.
But Zhou Yun felt that it was not really necessary to turn on the lights.
Zhou Yun stretched out his hand to slightly block the white light that kept pouring out around him.

Sanguinius naturally has a psychic glow. This light is not conspicuous in the natural environment, but in this dim room, it is particularly dazzling.

"I remember there was an item called 'luminescence' in the mutant review form." Zhou Yun whispered to Ers beside him.

But this whisper was of little significance, as everyone in the room, except for Els, had hearing abilities far beyond that of ordinary people.

There was a hint of confusion on Ka Yang's face, as if he didn't understand what Zhou Yun meant by suddenly saying this.

"Ah?" Ers opened his mouth slightly and looked at Zhou Yun in surprise.

Sanguinius's expression changed slightly, and the light around him dimmed slightly, no longer so dazzling.

Zhou Yun nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Ka Yang who was sitting opposite him.

Sanguinius restored Khayon's eyes, but there was no light in his pupils. His body, with all the bones broken, slumped in the chair like a rotten salted fish.

"What do you want to ask him?" Zhou Yun turned his head and looked at Sanguinius beside him and asked.

"I want to know the current situation of my traitorous brothers." Sanguinius asked with a smile on his face.

Zhou Yun showed a slightly curious expression. There was nothing to ask about the current situation of those demon primarchs. Magnus, Angron, Fulgrim and Mortarion. Sanguinius and Zhou Yun knew everything.
What does Sanguinius really want to know about Lorgar, Perturabo, and Alpharius/Omega?
As if he had noticed Zhou Yun's thoughts, Sanguinius nodded slightly to indicate that Zhou Yun had guessed correctly.

Hearing what Sanguinius said, Khayon's eyes lit up slightly.

“Those were truly glorious years of conquest.”

Kayon said with emotion:
"We fought any force that refused to pledge allegiance to Abaddon and attempted to prevent the rise of the Black Legion. We roamed the depths of the Eye of Terror, overpowering the nine legions and ending the civil war."

"Even the Primarchs surrendered to Abaddon one after another, some willingly, some under duress, even Mortarion, who nearly killed us with his plague."

"I even used my psychic powers to make Magnus kneel before us—"

"Ers, slap him in the face." Zhou Yun said coldly.

Although Ers didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Yun's actions, she still followed Zhou Yun's orders and walked in front of Ka Yang.
Snapped----

A big slap landed on Ka Yang's left cheek.

"Didn't you ask me to say that?!" Ka Yang said angrily.

Zhou Yun waved his hand in disdain, took out the tracking mirror from his pocket and took a look, then took out a red and pink wooden door from his pocket.

The Nobita Emperor beside him turned and walked into the wooden door
After a while, the wooden door opened again.

Khayon looked on in bewilderment as Ahriman and a Rubric Warrior were thrown out of the wooden door.

"What are you doing?" Ahriman wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel in his hand and stared at Zhou Yun in question.

He was just training his legs on the steroid planet when suddenly a red and pink wooden door appeared beside him and a man wearing a cowboy hat and a scarf walked out of the door.

Then before Ahriman could react, a string of red and pink ropes wrapped around his body, pulling him and a Rubric Warrior here.

"He said he used his psychic powers to make Magnus kneel down before him and Abaddon." Zhou Yun pointed at Khayon.

Ahriman looked in the direction Zhou Yun was pointing, and then he noticed Khayon sitting at the other end of the room.

"You? Make the Primarch kneel?" Ahriman looked at Khayon and suddenly laughed out of anger.

He strode forward to Kayon and stretched out his well-trained and strong arms.
Snapped------

Ahriman slapped Khayon on the right cheek:

"With your limited skills, are you worthy of it?"

"If you had this ability, why didn't you make Leman Russ kneel down in Prospero?"

Khayon stared at Ahriman with hatred.

"According to the records of the Inquisition, Khayon claimed that they made the Demon Primarchs surrender to Abaddon, even Mortarion, but Mortarion's plague almost killed them all." Zhou Yun said on the side.

"Is Abaddon, a lackey of the Four Gods, worthy of the Primarchs' surrender? Most of the Primarchs don't care about his Black Legion at all."

Ahriman said with disdain:

"The Primarchs only gave Abaddon a small gift for the sake of the Four Gods. Magnus never even met Abaddon. He just gave him a useless artifact."

"As for why Mortarion almost killed them, it was because Mortarion didn't even intend to give face to the God of Plague. He really intended to kill Abaddon, but was stopped by his loving father."

"Later, Abaddon and Khayon spread the word that they had conquered the Primarch. This could at best deceive the newcomers who had not experienced the Great Crusade."

"What about the demonic Primarchs of Chaos Undivided?" Zhou Yun nodded slightly and asked politely, "Are they also giving face to the Four Gods?"

Ahriman was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Then, Ahriman raised his head slightly. "Is this the reason you brought me here for such trivial matters?"

As he spoke, Ahriman began to look around. This seemed to be Terra. In the corner was Sanguinius, the man with the cowboy hat who broke Khorne's leg? Ahriman began to look for a way out.
But to Ahriman's surprise, Zhou Yun suddenly reached out and gently touched the red-letter warrior.
then
"Where is this place?"

"Master Ahriman? Khayon?"

"What is this?! Sanguinius? What happened?"

The resurrected Thousand Sons warrior looked around blankly.

"This is your reward." Zhou Yun pointed at the Thousand Word Warrior and said.

Ahriman's body trembled slightly, and then
"Thank you, boss. You are so generous!"

Ahriman's attitude suddenly changed, and he saluted Zhou Yun repeatedly:

"If you need a consultant, a substitute, or wizard services in the future, you can come to me. I'm always here."

"Ahriman, your dignity——————" Khayon opened his mouth to scold, but
Bang! ! !
Ahriman raised the black staff in his hand and slammed a bolt of psychic fire into Khayon, sending him flying backwards and hitting the wall.

"Boss, is there anything else you need?" Ahriman bowed again.

"Have you been in contact with Erebus recently? And Lucius?" Zhou Yun said with a slight movement of his eyes.

He remembered the Emperor's previous prophecy, the Confessor, the Jealous, and the Chief Evildoer. The chief evildoer was undoubtedly Erebus.

The first people Zhou Yun, the Confessor and the Jealous, suspected were Ahriman, the Chosen One of Tzeentch, and Lucius, the Chosen One of Slaanesh.

So he would use the tracking mirror to see what Ahriman was doing whenever he had time.
As a result, Ahriman was working out, working out, working out, and working out all day long. Zhou Yun was almost sick of watching him.

"Me? I've been working out on Planet Steroids." Ahriman shook his head. "Lucius and Erebus. I haven't heard what they've been doing lately. I'll go back and use divination to see if I can find anything."

"Is that so?" Zhou Yun nodded slightly, indicating that Ahriman could leave through the portal with the resurrected Thousand Sons warriors.

But Ahriman did not leave. He turned his head and looked at Khayon who was lying on the ground.

Then Ahriman suddenly stretched out his hand, and a burst of strong spiritual energy penetrated into Khayon's flesh like a needle.
He ignored Khayon's wailing and pulled his hand slightly.
Stab——————

Khayon's flesh and blood surged, and cards made of papyrus were separated from his body, each card having a different demon pattern painted on it.

"This is Khayon's Demon Tarot. Each one of them restrains a powerful demon or even a great demon."

Ahriman said slowly:

"He decomposed these Tarot cards into molecular form and hid them in his own flesh and blood, so you didn't find them."

"But this cannot be hidden from me, because I invented this spell."

As he spoke, Ahriman lightly snapped his fingers, and a strong psychic force surged into the stack of tarot cards, and Khayon let out a wail.

"I have already cleared the connection between these demons and Khayon. You only need to inject a little bit of your own power to make these demons become your servants."

"You don't have to worry about what the Four Gods will do. Your power is so strong that even the Four Gods will have a hard time taking back the demons you have corrupted."

Ahriman handed the stack of tarot cards to Zhou Yun gracefully and politely.

"This is a gift for you. I just hope you can remember me next time you need something like this."

Zhou Yun took the Tarot and couldn't help but praise Ahriman's service attitude.

Ers looked at Ahriman who left through the Anywhere Door with a bit of worry.

"Sir, is it really not necessary to arrest him? That's Ahriman," she inquired.

"You will never be able to trap Ahriman unless one of me, Sanguinius, Guilliman, Fat Tiger, and Nobita Nobi is watching here."

Zhou Yun shrugged and said:

"Besides, is there any need to arrest him now? Ahriman will be here anytime if I can revive the Scarlet Letter for him."

Ers bowed respectfully and said no more.

Ka Yang struggled painfully to get up from the ground, and Zhou Yun signaled to Ers with his eyes to help him up.

Els walked to Khayon's side, carried the broken body of Khayon back to the chair - Ahriman's spell was so exquisite that it only hurt Khayon and did not harm anything else, including the chair.

"What about Perturabo, Lorgar and Alpharius/Omega? How did you make them willing to help?" Zhou Yun asked Khayon.

"Alpharius is still alive? What is Omega?" Khayon asked a little confused.

But he still answered Zhou Yun's question. He raised his head slightly and said with pride: "The Warmaster has the magic sword Draknir. Even the Primarch is a human being and must fear the glory of that magic sword."

"Ers, slap him in the face again." Zhou Yun said coldly.

(End of this chapter)