Chapter 110 Father
I don’t know why.
Angron was not teleported away.
A golden beam of light descended from the sky onto the square of the fortress territory.
When the light pillar turned into little rays of light and dissipated, the golden figure appeared in the eyes of every curious person
Two teams of giants in golden armor stood in the square, holding heavy shields and holding halberds.
Among those giants full of chilling aura, a man full of sacred aura stands tall.
In the eyes of some people, that holy man is a young boy, and in the eyes of some people, that holy man is a serious middle-aged man.
Even in the eyes of some people, she is still a beautiful and holy woman.
He can be anyone, he can be the person that anyone admires and wants to see the most.
His name is "Emperor".
The man named Emperor's eyes were blazing, and his eyes swept over everyone present. All the people he saw couldn't restrain the excitement in their hearts, and knelt on the ground.
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back. He did not speak or show any expression. He just stood quietly and waited silently.
"He is your biological father."
Qin Xia and Angron walked side by side on the road from the tower to the square, the former warned, and the latter listened curiously.
"I told you before, you are not a naturally born person, you have a maker, and he is your maker."
"He will come to pick you up one day, as I said Said, he is coming."
"..."
Angron was silent and walked with his head held high.
Gradually, the two of them reached a position where they could see the emperor.
This was the first time Qin Xia saw the emperor.
In 40k, the Emperor has been sitting on the throne for ten thousand years, and ordinary people are not qualified to go to Terra and visit the Emperor as a tourist attraction.
In Qin Xia's eyes, the emperor was a middle-aged man, with wheat-colored skin, neither tall nor short, and his appearance was the common appearance of people in Asia Minor.
"Angron." Qin Xia couldn't help but be curious, "What does he look like in your eyes?"
Angron did not answer immediately.
The Primarch stared at the Emperor.
The Emperor looked to be seven or eight meters tall, floating on the ground instead of standing, and covered in golden light.
The civilians in the square knelt down in front of him, looking small and pitiful.
"A very big slave owner." Angron said.
When Qin Xia heard this, he saw that the corner of the emperor's mouth seemed to twitch.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
"My son." The Emperor spoke softly, hundreds of meters away from the original body, but his voice echoed in the original body's ears like thunder.
Angron and Qin Xia walked to the emperor and stood.
"Kneel down." A forbidden soldier issued a vicissitudes of command.
The Imperial Guards stared at Qin Xia.
"Half a year ago, I ordered that the kneeling ceremony be permanently erased from Nuceria's etiquette." Angron said, "Because only slaves need to kneel to their slave masters."
Now it is possible. The original body who made full use of his talent closed his eyes, and then all the kneeling civilians stood up.
These civilians don’t know why they knelt down, and now they stand at a loss.
"Are you a psyker?" Angron looked at the emperor, "My father is also a psyker, so I have a good impression of psykers, but after seeing you, I Only then did I realize why the Nucerians hate psykers so much, because a psyker can use psychic powers to make others kneel inexplicably. Being a slave owner does not require a monopoly on technology like a high knight."
"Watch your words, Your Highness." The Imperial Guard beside the Emperor reminded him.
The Emperor raised his hand to silence the Custodes.
The Imperial Guard bowed their heads and retreated behind the Emperor.
"My son." "Your people just bowed down to me, not to power and intimidation, nor to the illusory power of a psyker."
“What they kneel before is my cause and ideal that involves the entire human race.”
The Emperor slowly descended the steps and approached Angron.
Angron took a step back subconsciously.
The emperor stopped and looked at Qin Xia.
Qin Xia was expressionless and said nothing.
Under the calm surface, there is surprise.
Qin Xia did not expect that the Emperor would come to Nuceria and talk to Angron in person - just like he did when he recovered most of the Primarch.
Seeing that Qin Xia didn't say a word at this time, the emperor withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the original body: "I know your past experiences. How about we change the place and talk in a different form?"
The Primarch frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Glare fight," the Emperor answered.
……
Desia City.
Arena.
Angron and Qin Xia were walking in the place where they had escaped, heading towards their old residence.
Since the city of Desia was captured a year ago, the gladiators in this arena no longer live in caves. These athletes-like people have made a lot of money in the city of Desia. Buy a house.
They come to the arena during the day just like working. After fighting, they receive praise and applause, carve the rope of triumph, and then go home.
Security omnics no longer exist here, replaced by employees hired from the city.
When Angron and Qin Xia entered the cave, they saw the words printed on the wall.
【Caesar. 】
【Died before the destruction of the arena. 】
“The body of the psyker whose head was shot is still here.” Angron walked to the wall and knocked on the rock wall. “I wanted to ban gladiatorial combat at that time, partly because these two Line characters are a kind of commitment.”
Qin Xia walked to the wall, touched the words on his mark, and said softly: "We did destroy this place by transforming it. That cruel arena will never appear, and will be replaced by a place for competitive sports. This is the difference between an underground black boxing ring and a serious boxing match."
Angron nodded, turned around and walked to the corner where he used to sit in the arena.
Qin Xia walked to the window and looked down at the arena.
The Imperial Guards who had cleared the arena stood around the arena, waiting for the Emperor and the Primarch on the other side to start a communication.
“In my eyes, you are my father.”
said the Primarch suddenly.
“You taught me a lot, and you protected me as I grew up. Without your teachings, I wouldn’t have been able to get where I am today. I probably would have sunk in the cheers and praises, and I should still be a role player now. Fighter."
"Then now, a man descended from the sky, staring at me coldly, watching us."
"The people we personally liberated knelt in front of him, like. He is a small and fragile slave. From his body posture to his heart, he is afraid of the terrifying power of the slave owner."
"You said he is my biological father, I have no doubt, I will believe whatever you say. , but I can’t accept it.”
Qin Xia listened silently to what the original body said.
Seeing that Qin Xia did not respond, Angron realized that Qin Xia might want to persuade him to obey him even if he did not kneel in front of that person like a slave.
In the past, Qin Xia has talked about his origins, what is happening in the galaxy, and who the so-called father is, what he is doing, and how important that career is...
"You really should give him some trouble." Qin Xia said.
The original body was stunned for a moment.
"Come on." Qin Xia walked up to the original body and stared at the original body, "I will go to the audience and watch you."
(End of this chapter)
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