Chapter 3370 Guardian of the Maze of Power
After the monument was unveiled, it came to an end. Two months had passed since the Battle of Amara. The Necrons had not launched a new attack, but the finishing work was only half done. Most of the debris in orbit had been cleared, and some The ones floating into deep space need to be dealt with, and most of the ruins of the planet hive have been cleared, but the various units are still in a state of preparation for war. After all, the situation is not yet clear.
But in the dead of night, a lonely figure appeared on Amala Victory Square.
At this time, on both sides of the black avenue of Victory Square, there was only the crackling sound of the day and night braziers. The giant in power armor made almost no sound when walking, and even made no sound when climbing the steps. It seemed that Worried about disturbing the deceased.
Finally, he stopped in front of the monument, or in front of a small stone sculpture less than ten meters away from the monument. It was a bull-headed statue with hundreds of names engraved on the base.
The giant just stood motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.
Until a voice sounded.
"No matter how hard-hearted a person looks on the outside, I believe he will never turn a blind eye to the brothers and sisters who have worked together for hundreds of years and have been together day and night, let alone take their sacrifices as a matter of course, especially for him. I am still a Chapter Leader, because I am a Chapter Leader, and I can understand that feeling.”
The pensive giant raised his head slightly and replied in a low voice:
"You seem to know me very well? We have never been the same person, and your mood will not be mine. I am not as weak, sentimental, ambitious, and uncertain as you."
"But when you say it, you seem to know me very well?"
As footsteps sounded on the last step, Soshyan appeared in the firelight from the distance, smiling.
Asterion in front of him did not respond or turn around.
Soshyan walked up to him, looked at the memorial statue of the Minotaur Chapter, and sighed softly.
"To be honest, I used to really think that you were all a bunch of bastards who had lost your Astartes responsibilities, honor and beliefs, but now I can't understand you more and more."
"Duty, honor and faith?"
Asterion scoffed from beneath his helmet.
"Is this what you think of the Astartes?"
"If not, I cannot understand why you are fighting."
"Everyone says that you are the smartest Astartes in the empire, but now you can't even understand the simplest question. It seems that there are still many idiots in the world."
"Oh? What's your answer?"
"Fight for war's sake."
"No goals? No direction? Nor ideal?"
"Soshiyang, your life is so comfortable that it has created something as illusory and luxurious as ideals in your mind."
"Yet you submit to power, the power of the High Lord."
"Aren't you?" Asterion's voice added a hint of mockery. After hearing this and thinking for a moment, Soshyan replied:
"Then you should understand that the Astartes should only be responsible for the throne."
"Are you responsible for the throne or the power of the throne?"
"Both. Both."
"So does it make a difference? The Astartes fight for the Imperium because of the Emperor, who has the power to command his Legions. I know how you talk about us in private, servants of the High Lord? Lackeys?" Slaves to power? So tell me, Soshyan Alexey, were the Astartes created for power? Did you fight for it? Can those humble people beaten by the law enforcers' shock sticks in the mud wait for you? What do you use to drive them to fight in the mortal army you created? Or is it faith? Or is it the power in your hands? Since Astartes are born to be killing machines born of power, isn’t it natural to be loyal to power?”
As he spoke, he turned around and pointed his hand directly at Soshyan's chest.
"Our Lord Consul, please tell me, is it better to have a legion dominated and controlled by the supreme power of the legal regime, or a legion dominated by the so-called sense of self-honor and belief? Which one is normal, Which one is abnormal? ”
Soshyan looked at the other party and said slowly:
"I never thought that your views on the empire and ourselves are so extreme. Things don't always have to choose between bad and worse. There can also be better choices. The judgment of power is not necessarily right, let alone It is a distant power, and the Astartes are the last line of defense of the Empire. The minds of mortals are both fragile and lack long-term patience. If we do not have enough self-judgment and independence, the Empire will lose its most important error-correction mechanism. "< br>
"Come on! Soshyan, do you think the current mess in the empire is caused by the mortals in your mouth? Or do you despise them more than me? Correction? Just those people who cling to their own honor and have brains as stubborn as stones Do you think they have the ability to correct mistakes? We are just killing tools created by the Emperor, but now the Astartes have elevated themselves too high, angels, demigods, heroes, saviors. Bullshit!"
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Asterion waved his hand violently, showing an extremely rare violent mood swing.
"We are a weapon, and a weapon moving by itself will only be a disaster. It takes a hand to wave us, but you just pretend not to see such a simple truth."
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As he spoke, he patted his chest hard, making a dull impact sound.
"We have been bleeding and dying for the Empire, and we respect the power that created us! We obey the power that represents the throne and humanity! We never act on our own! We execute orders 100%! Your contempt and gossip are just cowardly jokes in our eyes! ”
After Soshiyang was silent for a moment, he suddenly chuckled and said:
"So you are only loyal to power, but you don't care who holds that power?"
"Is this important?"
"What if the person who holds this power is an Astartes? Will you admit it?"
Asterion put down his arms and stared at Soshyan for a while before hissing:
"Let's talk about it when it happens, what? Don't you want to cover up your ambition anymore?"
"Oh? Do I look ambitious?"
"A war group does not have millions of servants. The Ultramarines do not have such a large army, let alone the full support of several forging worlds. If it were not for this battle, you would still have to fight against the Abyss-class ship. How long have you been hiding? Is this all? And the allies you have hooked up with are always watching you."
Soshiyang let out a hearty laugh, then spread his hands and said helplessly:
"Then do you think I will become the next Huron?"
The other party's answer was also very straightforward.
"No."