Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 118 May Your Soul Return to the Golden Throne
Kanon thought a lot and even doubted everyone.

However, the only thing he had never suspected was that the hero Galken, who was born on a remote planet with him, had experienced countless bloody battles together, and had been awarded countless honors by the Empire... might actually be the real culprit behind all this!

"How could this happen, my brother... Galken"

Kanon was heartbroken. He fell on the red carpet in front of the Emperor's holy statue, his eyes wide open, and he roared with sorrow and desolation with all his strength: "Why... is it you, Galken Hadley!!!"

He doesn't understand.

Why, the former hero of the Astra Militarum, who grew up as a child from a desolate nest in a remote star field, experienced the most tragic bloody battles in the galaxy, and was awarded the title of Planetary Governor by the Empire, would become like this now!

"why?"

Hearing this, Galken couldn't help but laugh: "Do you think that I am afraid of death, so I have come to this point?"

"Is not it?!"

Kanon glared at him. Even though his life was slipping away rapidly, he was still like an angry lion, wishing he could tear the enemy of the empire in front of him into pieces!
"No, you are wrong, my brother."

However, Galken shook his head, his face full of sarcasm: "I have never been afraid of death, I just don't want to be deceived."

"Cheat... What did the Empire cheat you about?"

Kanon gritted his teeth, and felt that the familiar face in front of him had become much stranger: "You are the planetary governor. The Empire has never treated you unfairly, Galken!"

However, when he got to this point, Galken suddenly became furious!
"I have dedicated my all to the Empire! But...what have I gained?" He was completely hysterical, with veins throbbing in his eye sockets and even the black veins on his neck clearly visible, which showed how emotional he was. He grabbed the medal on his chest, pulled it off with force, and threw it on the ground: "Nothing! Nothing! Nothing at all! Nothing except these broken medals!"

There was a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground.

There were more than a dozen medals awarded by the Empire as heroes, but Galken threw them on the ground like worn-out shoes.

Among them are the Iron Eagle, the Mortal Eagle, the Winged Skull, the Crimson Ribbon, and the Triple Holy Skull.

There is no doubt that most of these officers of the Astra Militarum are mortals who would find it difficult to obtain such honors in their entire lives!

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a hero of the empire!

"What return to the Golden Throne?! It's all fake! It's a lie! It's a lie told by those insects in the Empire!"

Galken was very excited, and as if to prove the correctness of his actions, he roared loudly: "Do you know? My brother... Every night, as soon as I close my eyes, those chaotic and horrific scenes will appear before my eyes, and they torture me all the time!"

"Is this... why you betrayed the Emperor?"

Kanon suddenly stopped being angry. Instead, he looked at the hysterical Galken with a look of pity, and even raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips: "Just for... this?"

"No, you know nothing, Cannon."

Looking at his old comrade who was once close to him but now had a mocking expression on his face, Galken sneered and said, "You have never been influenced by the demons of Chaos, so you don't know... how terrifying they are. I am afraid... I have dedicated my life to the Empire and given everything to the Emperor, but why... should I suffer this kind of torture in my later years?!"

Kanon remained indifferent and looked coldly at the completely insane Galken, with only deep disappointment in his eyes.

"Yeah, you've never experienced it, so you don't understand at all..." Galken showed a painful expression, his temples bulged, and his pupils were full of bloodshot: "Those chaotic illusions, how terrible are they, and I know clearly... Once I die, they will become reality!"

"I gave my all for the Empire and the Emperor!"

"But what did they give me? Apart from the planetary governor and those tattered medals, what else?!"

"Once upon a time, I thought that as long as I lived up to the Empire and the Emperor's trust and governed my planet well, I would be able to return to the Golden Throne..."

"But, I was wrong. The great Lord of Change told me... I was wrong!"

"There has never been a Golden Throne!"

"Brother, after we die, we will only return to the subspace, where our souls will be tortured for eternity!"

"So what if I'm a hero? This is an inevitable fate. I don't want this to happen... It was the great Lord of Change who showed me the truth!"

At this point, Galken's entire face and even his body began to undergo horrific changes. Blasphemous symbols were all over it, and twisted, hateful flesh and blood grew out of it. It glared at the dying Cannon with a ferocious look, and sneered: "Let me tell you the truth. The so-called emperor... is nothing more than a piece of bacon playing with witchcraft. He has been dead for a long time! Dead! Dead!" "What a bullshit golden throne!"

"What a bullshit Divine Emperor glory!"

"It's all fake! Fake! Fake!"

Galken went mad, cursing the Empire, the High Lords, the Ministry of the Interior, the Ministry of Military Affairs, and... the Lord of Mankind who had sat on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years but had never opened his eyes to see the cries of mankind!
It hopes to gain recognition and find an 'excuse' for its behavior to demonstrate its correctness.

Galken desperately hoped to see even a hint of fear on the face of his former 'brother', but he was doomed to be disappointed.

Kanon stared at the hysterical Galken with a blank expression, his eyes full of mockery, as if he was looking at a ridiculous clown: "How pathetic... Is this what you believe in? Ridiculous Lord of Change, fooling a stupid guy."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

Galken roared angrily.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

However, instead of shutting up, Cannon's mocking voice became louder and louder, echoing throughout the dome of the temple: "Galken, you are nothing but a fool fooled by Tzeentch. It's ridiculous. You are just a pathetic clown!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Galken seemed to have his guilty conscience poked at, and he flew into a rage.

"Look at what you look like now, look at Galken."

Kanon covered the wound on his abdomen, his eyes filled with disdain, contempt, disgust and many other complex emotions: "Too ugly, is this what you are pursuing? No... You are just afraid of death, Galken, no matter what reason you give, you are just afraid of death, you are a coward!"

"Shut up! I told you to shut up!!!"

Shame, anger, resentment...all kinds of emotions entangled in his heart. Galken was unwilling to accept Kanon's accusations, and he would not accept it...because of his cowardice!
"You are a coward! Galken!"

Kanon laughed loudly, full of sarcasm: "The Empire will defeat you, and your conspiracy will not succeed. I firmly believe this. And you...coward, you will only shrink forever in the shadow of Chaos, fearing the wrath of the Emperor!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

In a rage, Galken walked as fast as the wind and smashed Cannon's fragile heart with a single punch, piercing his body. However, this alone was not enough to discourage him.

It crushed Kanon's head and tore his body apart, causing blood and flesh to pour down like a rainstorm, soaking the twisted, blasphemous body.

Blood, mixed with viscera, flowed on the red carpet in front of the steps of the Emperor's Holy Elephant. Kanon, who refused to bow to Chaos until his death, was killed by the traitor 'Galken Hadley' and rests here forever.

"The Emperor? He's just a piece of bacon playing witchcraft!"

Garken, who had completely fallen into chaos, looked up at the magnificent Holy Statue of the Emperor and laughed wantonly: "I will prove to you... who is right, Cannon!"

Kanon's soul wanders in the warp.

He was tired and closed his eyes.

"Ah... Your Majesty, I have failed to live up to your trust."

"I could not stop my brother's fall, nor could I stop the spread of Chaos. I could not defend the empire's borders. I... was a loser, but... I held on to my faith."

When the soul melts away.

Cannon seemed to hear the prayer of the Anglican priest.

"May the Emperor's loyal warriors return to the great Golden Throne. May the great Emperor bless your warriors."

Hazy.

He seemed to see... a cold sun.

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(End of this chapter)