Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 222 What is your identity?
Was he really wrong? Doom kept asking himself this question deep inside.

His suspicion of his brother became a long whip, repeatedly torturing his heart and demanding to know why he doubted his blood brother.

He must be suspicious!
The man before him was his blood brother, but he still needed to be suspected because Solas's actions were suspicious in every way.

This brother wandered the human Empire, constantly coming into contact with Primarchs and exploring the Legion's combat style.

Alpharis's warning was not unfounded, causing Doom to become suspicious of Solas.

Why did Doum trust AlphaRice? The reason is actually quite simple.

Alpharis grew up alongside the Emperor and is undoubtedly an Imperial agent.

After Doom discovered him, Alpharis did not hide anything and openly admitted his identity.

Based on this alone, Doom trusted him far more than Solas.

Therefore, Doom must suspect Solas to prevent an even bigger mistake from happening.

So he used bait, telling his brother that he knew of an inside man and was investigating.

This is a little trick.
If Solas really has a problem, he will definitely be more cautious and dare not seek further intelligence.

If he has no problems, he will apologize to his brother after the war with Ran Dan is completely over.

But Doom was conflicted, hoping his prevention was effective, yet also hoping that everything he did was unnecessary.

Doom wanted Solas to be exonerated, and gathering intelligence was simply a unique hobby of his brother.

Fighting alongside our brother legions is a strategic move that will allow for closer cooperation in future battles.

“That’s terrifying.” Soras shook his head, deeply shocked by his brother’s news: “I never imagined that under the guise of imperial truth, there would still be someone who dared to betray the interests of the Empire.”

Ruth's face was filled with hatred, his fangs gleaming coldly. "If I find out who it is, I'll skin him alive!"

Wolves hate traitors and punish them cruelly.

"Wearing human skin, yet betraying the interests of their race, eating the food and then smashing the pot," Ruth seemed drunk, becoming more and more incoherent as she spoke: "After being skinned alive, they'd be burned at the stake with white phosphorus..."

Perhaps Soras was uncomfortable with his brother's rudeness. His expression changed slightly, and he said to Russ, "That seems a bit too cruel."

White phosphorus burning. A terrible form of execution used by the Empire to punish die-hard believers and to painfully eradicate their ignorance.

Specially prepared white phosphorus is applied to the victim's entire body. Once ignited, the white phosphorus flames, reaching thousands of degrees Celsius, burn into the bone marrow, causing unimaginable pain.

Even the most steadfast believers find it difficult to sustain their faith in the fire and pray for a quick death.

“Cruel?” Russ’s wild face was flushed with alcohol, and he said to his brother with half-closed eyes, “Let them tell the dead that it’s cruel, because of the leak of intelligence, how many imperial soldiers have lost their lives in the void.”

"They died without ever knowing that the weapons that killed them were handed to the aliens by their own people."

"Our soldiers are fighting desperately, sacrificing their lives for the peace of the empire. Traitors must die!"

With a long sigh, Solas said expressionlessly and stiffly, "He truly deserves to die."

“I have never had a good impression of traitors.” Doom nodded in agreement with Ruth’s point of view.

Nur's decline was triggered by a traitor.

A powerful fortress is often not breached from the outside; internal traitors are the most insidious.

Traitors often betray everyone for petty gains or personal benefits.

"If you catch him, I will kill him myself!" Seemingly drunk, Russ gritted his teeth and said to his two brothers, "I will do it myself."

“Of course,” Doom readily agreed; he wouldn’t refuse Russ’s request.

Solas looked at his wild brother and slowly nodded in agreement.

“There is another possibility.” Doom raised his glass to fill Russ’s cup and began to elaborate on a conjecture: “The traitor was not acting voluntarily, but betraying the interests of the Empire.”

“Tell me about it,” Solas said, his eyes lighting up as he gestured for his brother to continue.

Doom slowly explained: "Randan's brain fluid is very dangerous. If an ordinary person drinks even a small dose, they will be mentally controlled by Randan."

"Perhaps in places unknown to us, Ran Dan has controlled certain high-ranking officials in the empire, helping them obtain intelligence."

"This is highly likely, after all, no one wants to bear eternal infamy for colluding with aliens."

"Any high-ranking official who has access to the Legion's intelligence must hold a high position of power and be a very influential figure within the Empire."

"Randan cannot sway them with benefits; the only way is through mind control to force them to sell imperial intelligence."

As he spoke, Doom stared intently at Solas, trying to get a response from his serious face. But he only saw a stagnant pool of water, as if it truly had nothing to do with him.

Doom felt a mix of joy and worry about this, unsure of what to think.

The Xi brothers made no comment, perhaps they weren't involved, and it's all just speculation.

Brother You made no comment. He knew everything, but now he buried his emotions deep inside and continued down his dark path.

“A hard-fought victory, and one that was fought from all sides,” Solas shook his head regretfully, looking at Doom with admiration: “Your fleet should have been the key to victory.”

Ding~
Doom felt as if his heart had fallen to the ground; his worst fears had come true.

Randan knew the Empire well, but knew nothing about the Nur Stars.

What the alien intelligence system most urgently wants to know is about the qualifications of the Nur Stars.

If anyone else asks about Doom or tries to access Nur's information, he has already arrested the person who was spying.

At this juncture, the only people spying on the Nur Star System besides the slaves of Randan are the Nur Star System.

Upon hearing this, Ruth's hand twitched almost imperceptibly; he too understood the key point.

Alpharis, watching from afar, narrowed his eyes, pondering Solas's motives and purposes.

A master strategist like him could not possibly be unaware of the importance of intelligence secrecy at this critical juncture.

The entire fighting force involved in the Randan War was on edge, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Moribas Solas's questioning raised his own danger level and made Doom and the others even more suspicious.

His question was so direct, without any concealment or roundabout way, that it was so straightforward that it was hard to tell what his intentions were.

What on earth is he doing?
Such questions arose simultaneously in the minds of the three Primarchs, as they pondered what Solas intended to do.

He was Horus's acknowledged "war master," and his knowledge and strategy were naturally extraordinary. It was impossible that he was unaware of his brothers' suspicions.

If others were to say that Solas has the makings of a warlord, there might be some controversy, but Horus's admission is certainly well-founded.

Solas was too contradictory. Just like his actions, everything he did had contradictions.

"This person is definitely suspicious!"

In a split second, a myriad of thoughts raced through the original body's brain, ultimately leading to this conclusion.

Doom, Ruth, and Alphareis were convinced that Solas's actions were definitely suspicious!
Although his specific intentions are unknown, we cannot reveal any information about the Nur Stars.

“You can’t say that.” Doom shook his head slightly, a sad look on his face: “The Nur fleet’s firepower is indeed stronger than the aliens’, but without Imperial soldiers to restrain them, it is difficult to make full use of their advantages.”

He acknowledges the firepower is formidable, but as for exactly how much stronger, Solas, you can guess.

If you are truly in contact with Randan, the fleeing Randan warships will let you know the specific firepower of the Nur warships.

It is a consensus throughout the empire that Nur technology surpasses the empire, but no one can say exactly how much.

"If the Imperial ships had your firepower, wouldn't it be much easier to deal with Ran Dan?"

Solas looked at Doom with sincerity, his silver-grey eyes shining as if he were enjoying Randan's defeat.

Doom paused, surprised that his brother's probing was so clumsy and ineffective.

Since that's the case, he no longer needs to hold back and respond to what his brother wants, following Soras's lead.

Doom looked directly into his brother's eyes, his dark gaze unwavering, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, by what right do you speak to me?"

Since Solas doesn't play by the rules, he doesn't want to resort to tricks either.

Are you trying to use moral blackmail to obtain the technology of the Nuer Star Cluster?
Let's set our standards and have a proper talk, point to point.

“I am the Lord of the Stars of Nur,” Doom said solemnly, a terrifying aura emanating from him, as he asked Solas again, “Moribas Solas, by what capacity do you speak to me?”

The deep voice pressed down with imposing force, and even though Doom deliberately kept it under control, the core circle instantly fell silent.

The atmosphere suddenly changed. The Imperial Guard and Space Marines remained silent in their seats, eyes downcast and mindful of their surroundings, not daring to make a move.

The Second Legion Primitive Guards were stiff and unsure of what to do.

Now, any move they make will only escalate the atmosphere.

The best option is to sit quietly in your seat and wait for the Primarch's command.

(End of this chapter)