Chapter 703 is confusing
“Horus, did you fight to bring the galaxy to its knees because you sought glory and recognition? Or did you do it because it was your duty, entrusted to you by your father? For your mission? If the value of your loyalty is only worth a few hundred tons of white marble and a little bragging, then how much glory have the legions won?"
Horus said: He was furious, as was Alpharius, but the Khan seemed content to just listen and observe.
The Primarch of the Sixteenth Legion straightened up to his fully superhuman height and began striding decisively around the table.
"Malcador, we came here as friends, seeking truth and understanding, and yet you insulted us more."
Horus roared low, like a wolf, And pushed a heavy wooden chair aside like a child's toy.
“You are not content with erasing one of my brothers, my most loyal and wisest brother from all records of history! Now you dare question our place in my father’s great vision? What if you It's me, the Sealbearer, how will you react now? You know full well that Alpha
either Raese, Jaghatai, or I can crush you and each of your co-conspirators and be free. He left this place and returned to the expeditionary force as if nothing happened."
Makado shrugged.
"That's true, but how will you let others see you? As a powerful war lord, you will knock down the rights of any lower-level humans who question your rule just because of your anger?"
"But, dear uncle, …”
Horus almost whispered as he closed in on the Sealbearer.
“That’s what we’re all about.”
“Do you know what you’re talking about!”
"I know better than anyone that the history of the Empire cannot be modified, and we will not allow it!"
Alfaris was pacing around the hall, and he nodded in agreement.
"We know the price of destiny, Lord Regent, we know sacrifices must be made, and there will always be a chance that some of us will not live to see the galaxy unite under our father's banner."
The Primarch of the Twentieth Legion saluted with a fist placed on his chest, no doubt watching for Malcador's reaction to the old gesture.
"But do we really have to deny their existence? Publicly insult the memory of our fallen brothers? What gives you the right to make this decision, in secret, behind the scenes?"
Malcador glared at him.
"Don't tell me secrets! Especially you, Alpharius, you are playing a dangerous game, all three of you, and my patience is limited."
Then , with an extremely suffocating gasp, the Sigil Bearer turned his back to Horus. He could feel every pair of eyes in the room falling on him, and then he took back his eagle crown from the stand next to the throne. Scepter, grimly confronting the monster he helped create.
He lowered himself back into his seat and stared at everyone from under his hood.
"While our great Emperor is absent from the Throne World, I convey His authority, I act in His name, and I am here, including the Lords and Councilors of Terra, to fully consult addressed the question and decided that the praise of a fallen and disgraceful Primarch was not
Worthy of a monument in the Place des Heroes, the statue would be removed and the marble crushed and used to fill the pathways of the ceremonial gardens of the inner palace. ”
Not only did all the original bodies freeze, Soshyan also froze.
Even though he had been mentally prepared, witnessing this decision still made him feel ashamed and angry. , especially since he had only seen his original body not long ago.
At this time, the phantom beside him spoke again.
“This is a wrong decision. This is sad, but it has to be done for the sake of the empire. ”
Horus stood completely motionless, except for the twitching of his fingers. There was no doubt that he was imagining cutting the bearer into pieces.
“It’s not worth it?”
This is no longer a roar, but a war cry containing naked murderous intent.
Macador turned a blind eye and just leaned on the carved back of the throne.
"If you cannot see the reasoning behind this decision, you will only further convince me that it is the right move. There is nothing more to discuss here. Please return to your Legions. The Empire is more powerful than ever. A victory is needed to put these past defeats to rest.”
Surprisingly, Horus suddenly laughed loudly.
"You can't even say it, can you? You can't even say his name."
"Don't say it!"
Horse Kado shouted angrily, words filled with psychic power that struck the primarch's spirit like a hammer to the forehead.
Horus staggered, blinking away the pain, and his brother seemed to feel the blow as well, as did every mortal still in the room.
"These are your father's orders, boy! And you all agreed. To disobey now is to break the trust of the Emperor himself."
The Primarch smiled twisted and contemptuously.
"My brother's name is-" Using a speed faster than human thinking, Malcador's free hand quickly made a mysterious gesture that had long been forgotten by all living things on Terra.
In a moment,
Horus froze, his limbs locked within his armor and trembling uncontrollably.
Pressure built up in his muscles as he resisted.
And Malcador also used his spiritual power to continue to control the original body.
The Khan then leapt to the center of the room.
"Your Majesty the Regent."
he pleaded, spreading his hands.
"You have to understand him. What he said stems from the grief and shame we all bear."
The air between them resounded with invisible energy, and Malcador could still See the hateful, contemptuous conceit flashing in Horus's trembling gaze.
So
he forced Horus to his knees.
"Xue..."
The tortured original body choked.
"Xue...Xi..."
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes. He did not expect Malcador to do this, and the phantom beside him also sighed quietly:
“That was not my intention, but the Emperor’s vision cannot bear so many surprises.”
The Sealbearer's face contorted into a vengeful grin, and an ancient and familiar rage began to stir, previously only buried deep within his immortal soul.
"Enough! Shut up! Otherwise I will destroy you, right now."
Horus's windpipe closed with a weak crackling sound, and his right eye was The blood vessels in the sclera burst and became red,
but he still did not relent, looking
so contemptuous.
Alpharius stepped back uncertainly.
"Stop, Lord Regent, you will kill him."
Small and spreading light particles began to slide into the edge of Malcador's vision, and he could feel the heat in his youth. It accumulated in the old bones and stung his flesh.
"The Markbearer!"
Khan shouted, having to use his psychic powers to fight against the Markbearer.
In an instant, everything was over,
Malcador released Horus, and the original body fell to the tiled floor. The air in his lungs was almost suffocating. Alpharius immediately rushed to Beside him.
"Breathe, brother."
Malcador was also panting violently. He gripped the cold iron of the scepter tightly, feeling like a drowning man clutching what he could. Like the last slick lifeline found.
“If it were you, how would you make a decision?”
Soshi frowned, then snorted softly.
"I respect the Primarch's decision, if this is what he wishes -"
He turned around and looked at the erratic phantom.
"On the contrary, it was you who tried to induce me to understand Horus's thoughts from the beginning. Your purpose made me suspicious."
The phantom was silent at first, and then smiled in a low voice. sound, and finally its original form was torn apart, leaving only an erratic shadow, which seemed to be undergoing thousands of changes every moment, and was surrounded by crystal-like sparkling particles.
"Son of Xerxes, you have a long road ahead. You have to make a good decision about who to believe and who to doubt. This chess game will never be finished without you."
In the laughter, Phantom It gradually disappeared, leaving only a sense of fear that made Suoshiyang's heart palpitate.
For a moment, he felt as if he was in the palm of some huge creature. He couldn't describe it if he thought about it carefully.
Then he turned his attention back to the scene that was about to end.
(End of this chapter)