Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 245: Ryan El'Jonson, Part 1
Llane El'Jonson, Primarch, Lord of the Dark Angels, Master of the First Legion, King of Caliban, he has many names.

But most people don't know that the king of lions has a secret history.

That was the story of the Horus Heresy, which led to the Dark Angels being split into two factions today. One is the Dark Angels Chapter loyal to the Imperium.

Secondly, there are the rebels who are called Fallen Angels by the Chapter and are hunted by their brothers.

But now that the Lion Lord has returned and the Primarch has awakened, the situation may have changed.

Looking at the Space Marine, Zabril, the Fallen Angel, Ryan now questioned.

"You're calling me a traitor?"

"But for me, we just returned to our home planet, and that Luther made a deal with...those things, gained power, and betrayed me."

The Lion King paused, for this statement involved Chaos.

And his son said, "I don't know what power it is. We only saw you firing at us, and most of the Caliban recruits' first battle is fighting the Primarch!"

"What can we do? Fight back, of course!"

Lion was silent. He asked, "So, are you still loyal to the Empire and the Emperor?"

The Space Marine replied. "My lord, are you still loyal?"

This sentence angered Ryan. He was the most loyal among the brothers, but the old man remembered at this moment.

If he had been willing to bow his head and explain the situation to his son, if he had been willing to return to Terra immediately, perhaps the situation wouldn't have turned out like this...

Pride had destroyed the Dark Angels, and the Primarch would not make the same mistake again, he replied, head bowed.

"I swear."

The Fallen Angel shook his Primarch's hand and answered excitedly.

"I swear too!"

Taylor was eating his second bowl of mushroom soup and adding information to his confused brothers.

"First, Luther is the Lion King's mortal adoptive father, a Knight of Caliban who made a deal with Chaos and started the rebellion."

"He caused the current split in the Dark Angels, and both the Primarch and this good brother who helped us were thrown here by the aftermath of the war."

"I think most of the new recruits at the time were unaware of this and were led by the traitor Luther to the battlefield to fight my father."

Roland asked. "Are they ten thousand years old? No wonder they look so old!"

Taylor nodded and continued. "And Caliban is a world similar to this one, with bushes and beasts, Chaos taint and stubborn mortals."

"But now, it has been destroyed by the war."

The others nodded, and then the girl from Lightlin asked.

"Boss, that is to say, who is it?"

"Yes, he is a Primarch," Tyler replied.

Taylor's answer made the boys look at the giant in amazement. They probably guessed it, but after getting the answer, they still looked at the Primarch as if he were a giant panda.

Ryan muttered, "How could Taylor's sharp comments escape the ears of the Primarch?"

"You, come here. It seems that you are quite clear about the situation. Tell me what the current situation of the empire is like!"

Taylor reluctantly finished his food and walked over.

"Sir, I am just an ordinary person and I don't know much."

Ryan said. "I see you've been talking like a bard just now. I want you to tell me everything you know."

Taylor sighed pessimistically, then said, "Well, first of all, ten thousand years have indeed passed, and these ten thousand years..."

He told the whole story of the apostasy of the state religion and the Emperor's deification. When the Primarch listened to this history full of darkness and viciousness with a painful expression, he covered his temple and spoke.

"Wait wait wait...what has become of my father?"

Taylor said. "God."

Ryan took a quick breath, then looked at his offspring to confirm the situation.

The Fallen Angel nodded. "My Lord, within four hundred years of my return, the Emperor ascended to godhood." "He sits upon the Golden Throne, keeping the Astronomican ablaze to guide humanity."

"At the same time, the empire is led by the mortal high lords, and the supreme authority composed of the 12-member council rules the empire."

"It's just that now that the Great Rift is open, the Astronomican's light is no longer visible, but I imagine the situation on the other side of the Empire remains the same."

"To regard the Emperor as anything less than a god is now blasphemy and will be considered heresy by the Imperium."

"And the former Primarchs are now scattered across the galaxy, with no trace left."

The Lion King showed a painful expression for the first time, and he asked while holding his head.

"The Mortal Council? The Emperor as God? And I am? An Angel! The Son of God?"

"Luo Jia!"

He breathed rapidly and rubbed his temples, as if he had heard the most terrifying thing in the world.

A mortal regime, an emperor who became a god, how could the empire he built through his expeditions become like this now?
Taylor said. "It's alright. Guilliman was just as helpless as you were when he first woke up."

The Lion asked. "Guilliman?"

"That guy is not dead?" He frowned as if he had grasped some crucial information.

Taylor briefly told him about his journey across the Webway to Macragge and the awakening of Guilliman.

After hearing this, the Lion King began to breathe rapidly.

"me!"

He asked. "Do you have a skinning knife?"

A mortal handed over the thing, and then the Lion King dissected the mutant beast he brought in full view of everyone, several mortals said.

"Sir, that thing cannot be eaten..." Then they saw the huge body of the lion king.

“We can’t eat…”

The Lion King simply said, "It's a Caliban tradition, it helps to relieve stress."

At the same time, he cut open the monster's abdomen and took out its heart, muttering, "Guilliman, how could it be Guilliman!"

"That damn thing!"

Taylor couldn't help but feel a little scared as he watched him viciously pull out the monster's filthy organs.

But the Lion King just continued. "Tell me what happened next! Quick!"

Taylor said. "The Imperium is implementing Guilliman's Codex Astartes, reducing the number of warriors to a minimum."

The lion king cursed, "Foolish!" and then tore open the beast's belly skin as if it were a guilliman's skin.

Taylor said. "He abolished the High Lords' Council and became Regent of the Empire."

The Lion King was cutting the flesh, and the cut made a terrifying sound as he spoke.

"The Regent...it's a pity he thought of doing such stupid things again."

"Why didn't he die in the first place? Why did it happen to Sanguinius?"

He angrily tore open the monster's flesh and blood, and hung the intact hide out to dry, as if it were Guilliman himself.

"Pickle this thing in urine and make it leather!"

"I'm going to use the ancient method to deal with him!"

Taylor was certain the Lion was referring to Guilliman, the one he hadn't caught yet.

He was a little unsure whether it was a good idea for him to say so much, as he felt that the situation was a little complicated.

And now Ryan said, "My father is still alive, so I need to return to Terra."

Taylor immediately became alert. No.

Do you also want to go on an unyielding expedition?
(End of this chapter)