Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

"You are a complete fool!"

A voice expressed Roxi's true thoughts. The imperial guard Kyle Cardus who followed the emperor roared fearlessly.

"No one can master the power of Chaos. Anyone who thinks he can is just another self-righteous fool!"

Horus was furious at the taunts and scoldings of the Custodians. This was an intimate moment between him and the Emperor, and the others were merely spectators who had stayed behind out of kindness.

The audience should have remained quiet and provided applause and cheers when appropriate, instead of interrupting his time with the Emperor in such an rude manner.

Just as Horus was about to kill the fragile golden toy, another Astartes stood in his way.

The power of annihilation in Horus's hand suddenly dissipated, because this Astartes was none other than his son Gaviel Loken.

Since Sejanus' death, Loken had filled his place and became one of Horus' favorite sons.

Horus once declared that Loken was his Sanguinius, which shows the special position of Loken in his heart.

After Loken defected and was unwilling to return, Horus missed him very much. He had always reserved a place for this rebellious son. As long as he was willing to change his mind, everything would be forgiven.

"Father!"

"Wolf Shepherd God!"

"traitor!"

"Fool!"

Locke called Horus by different names one after another, and the wolf-shepherd god's face instantly turned ugly.

After Loken left the legion, he became a bad boy.

And bad kids should die... Horus dismissed this terrible idea. He didn't know why he suddenly had a terrible murderous intention towards Loken.

His emotions seemed completely out of control, as if the slightest push would send him sliding into the bottomless abyss.

"You are already a slave of Chaos. They have loosened the collar on your neck, so you have the illusion that you are still free. Wolf Shepherd God, you are nothing but a mad dog that bites people!"

"Look at what you are doing now. You used to be so loyal and steadfast to the Emperor. No matter what excuses you use, you are now the same bastard you once despised!"

Loken's words were unpleasant to hear. Even though Horus loved him very much, he still felt the pain on his face.

Especially since all this happened in front of the Emperor, Horus felt humiliated.

"Come back now, while you can still control yourself. Do you really want to become a plaything of Chaos? Be instigated and deceived by them to kill your own father?"

"Is it really your will that controls you?"

Loken's persuasion was so harsh that Horus simply blocked his voice. The last Luna Wolf's mouth was still chattering, but there was no sound at all.

Horus turned his head proudly and looked at the Emperor. He understood his father's trick. It was not difficult to guess and he saw through it easily.

The Emperor just wanted Loken to be here to distract his attention. He would not kill Loken.

No matter how bad he is, he is still my son. If my son doesn't obey me, should I kill him?

Although it was simple and straightforward, it was indeed useful. Horus only felt that one billionth of his emotions and vigilance were shaken because of Loken's voice, which was already a remarkable achievement.

The Emperor's indifference made Horus feel bored, and he didn't want to continue this boring life.

"Now, kneel down before me!"

"Now, tell me you regret everything you've hidden from us!"

"Now, tell me you feel your defeat, and you accept your defeat at my hands!"

Horus chattered on and on, and he even began to cross the line of fire drawn by the Emperor. It was indeed a bit hot and stinging, and if he was still the original wolf shepherd god, then perhaps he would not be able to cross the barrier set by the Emperor no matter how hard he tried.

And now... he just needs to adjust his pace slightly.

His powerful strength is the bargaining chip for him to talk with the emperor on an equal footing.

But as Horus moved, the Emperor's cold gaze was still fixed on his original position, which suddenly gave Horus a terrible thought:

Could it be that the person the emperor had been looking at and asking questions about was not him?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

Horus looked behind him with the corner of his eye feeling somewhat guilty. There was only shadow there. The huge Eye of Horus blocked the light from the sun and cast a shadow.

And in the shadows, lurking are the four bloodthirsty spectators in the High Heaven. They are the ones driving everything. They are the ones who are luring themselves into chaos, and they will be trampled under their feet.

Horus felt an unprecedented sense of loss. He felt that everything he had thought about seemed to have become a joke.

The emperor didn't even look at him, which was a great contempt, because silence itself was contempt.

"So the sentence 'You killed my son' actually refers to me?"

"How ridiculous! How ridiculous! Father! I'm not dead yet!"

Horus showed a look of astonishment and sneered. He was fine, he had never died, and now he was the real him.

In a rage, Horus raised his right claw directly, and an endless vortex swallowed the etheric power of the warp.

Horus became extremely terrifying and horrifying. He released a scarlet wave, which directly knocked the Emperor, who had been standing there, away.

Even the Lord of Humanity still felt powerless in the face of this level of power.

Seeing that the emperor was under attack, the three warriors following him immediately rushed forward regardless of everything.

At the edge of the ritual altar, Ryan Johnson gripped the Lion Sword tightly with his good hand. The four Primarch brothers had blocked four fatal attacks for Sanguinius and were already extremely weak at this moment.

However, they had no regrets about their choice. As long as they shared Horus's attacks, they would be able to survive. But once Sanguinius was hit by five attacks, he would really die.

None of the Primarch brothers would tolerate watching Sanguinius die before their eyes.

If they do nothing, they will be tormented by memories every minute and every second from now on.

Didn’t you see that even Conrad Curze was willing to die for Sanguinius, and now he is still lying in a stasis state with his life or death unknown. Are they not as good as that bastard Curze?

"Find an opportunity to take Sanguinius and Curze away. The farther the better. Don't come back until the outcome is decided."

Ryan looked into Luo Xi's eyes and said very seriously.

"If we all die here, then the legions will be in your hands. You have the prestige and power to command the legions."

"But you have to be careful of this kid Guilliman. I always feel that he is not honest and he may even have rebellious intentions."

Hearing that Lion entrusted his son to Guilliman without forgetting to criticize him, Roche's mouth twitched suddenly, and he didn't know what to say.

Why do Macragge people always seem ambitious in the eyes of others?

"No, Ryan, what qualifications do you have to order me around?" Luo Xi asked back.

The Lion King was stunned. Luo Xi had always been a gentle and kind man. He rarely got angry, and he worked diligently to ensure that the logistics were absolutely foolproof.

Ryan really enjoyed the time he spent working with Roche. He only had to think about how to issue the extermination order, and someone else would take care of everything else.

After all, Luo Xi only needs to consider how to manage logistics, but he has a lot more to think about when issuing an extermination order.

"You all want to be heroes and cover my back? Am I the kind of person who is afraid of death?"

Luo Xi called over a few iron men who were following behind him. These were the war weapons that were teleported to the Soul of Vengeance with them. However, Adam seemed to have no idea where he was sent, and they did not see him while they were gathering the troops along the way.

"You must send the bodies of Sanguinius and Curze, along with the Stasis Field, back to the Terran Palace. Tell Pollax who is staying behind. He will understand."

Those war-type iron men immediately raised their stasis field generators and took the two seriously injured and dying people away from the Spirit of Vengeance.

The Iron Man's body twisted and deformed, changing from its original human form into a small airdrop capsule, which broke away from the gravitational constraints of the Spirit of Vengeance after a burst of fire.

After doing all this, Luo Xi turned around and looked at Ryan and the others.

"I just know that if I run away now, maybe I can still live in the future, but I will always regret my choice now."

"Horus is such a pathetic puppet. I've had enough of his arrogance and stupidity. I might as well fight him!"

"That fucking bastard is still dreaming about his grandiose dreams. He still thinks he is the master of mankind. I can't stand it!"

"I have never misjudged you, my friend." Chagatai Khan smiled elegantly. One of his legs was completely unable to move, but he was still the fastest among all the people present.

The Emperor had been knocked to the ground by Horus' psychic lightning, and the three Custodes and Astartes around him had already rushed forward, and were then knocked away by Horus without any surprise.

If it weren't for Loken, the Imperial Guards and Li Tu would have been wiped out long ago.

A new group of reinforcements, including Ryan, also joined the battlefield. Together with Orpesson, the blessed lady Cyrene, and Agent John, they were also trying their best to contain Horus.

With strength alone, even if the three of them were tied together, they could not shake Horus at all, but John was able to constantly use words to attack Horus mentally.

"Horus!"

"Have you always been proud of your status as a warmaster? But do you know that you are just a substitute?"

"You're just a pathetic meal replacement, Olpersong's meal replacement!"

"The man standing before you is the Emperor's first Warmaster. He is also the origin of the great name of Warmaster. He is the only Warmaster candidate in the Emperor's mind!"

"You lowly fake, come and see what your true self looks like!"

John didn't care about Orperson's life or death at all, and directly fired at him with Horus' most precious thing.

Even Horus, who was in a state of dementia, instantly became rigid when he heard John's shocking words.

The next second, countless dark psychic lightning gushed out from Horus' body, passing over Loken, the Imperial Guards, Litu, and even the Primarchs, chasing after Orpersun and killing him without reservation.

Each attack could completely obliterate this ancient psychic.

"John, I *****!"

"you****!!"

Orperson had not expected that John's method would be this, and he immediately ran away in a panic.

He used the countless huge Eyes of Horus at the ritual site as obstacles to block the deadly psychic lightning.

In the shadows cast by the Eye of Horus, the Four Chaos Gods who were watching this absolutely heavyweight duel in the Warp were staring intently.

They themselves are the aggregation of emotions of countless intelligent life forms in the universe. Although they have self-awareness, they are still subject to their own essence.

Just like the Blood God cannot refuse a duel challenge, Tzeentch cannot refuse a conspiracy, and such explosive dramas of fathers and sons killing each other, and monarchs and ministers killing each other make them intoxicated.

Seeing that John had tricked Orpesson and attracted Horus' attention, countless laughter like a warp storm suddenly came from the darkness.

At this moment, they even temporarily let go of their obsession with the great game and focused more on this extremely exciting and thrilling chase.

For the Chaos Gods, the days were too boring. Apart from playing cards with a few old rivals and having fun with the Great Game, there was no other fun.

Just as the first generation Warmaster was about to die at the hands of the current Warmaster, a mental barrier blocked the deadly lightning in front of Orpesson.