Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 348: Dorne's Mouth

Although he felt a little disappointed when he heard Dorn's rejection, Luo Xi also understood that it was not the Chief of the Terra Guard who was trying to make things difficult for him, but the current situation was indeed not suitable.

According to Dorn's description, the Emperor now has to continue sitting on the Golden Throne and use his psychic power beyond the imagination of mortals to resist the invasion of the Warp.

Although the solar system is currently maintaining a relatively balanced state, the rebels have surrounded the solar system and are constantly eroding control of the nearest Beta-Garmon Cluster, but the enemy has not launched a large-scale attack so far.

Only the Alpha Legion is constantly carrying out harassment and infiltration operations. This level of intensity of war is simply not worth mentioning compared to the war that is bound to break out in the future.

But beneath the throneworld of humanity, a silent Webway war has been raging for years.

"Since the tragedy caused by Magnus's folly, my Lord has been stuck there, unable to move. He doesn't have much time and energy to communicate with others. The Custodians, the Sisters of Silence, the Mechanicus, the Space Marines, and the Mortal Auxiliary Army are all fighting the demons with all their might."

"I will convey your request to Prime Minister Malcador. If the Emperor knows and allows it, I will lead you to meet the Emperor."

Roche received a promise from Dorn, but he still didn't give up. God knows when the Emperor will be free. Can the so-called Webway War really be settled?
"In fact, besides me, there is another person who wants to meet the emperor." Luo Xi said.

Rogal Dorn calmly waited for Roche's next words. He had great patience for this mortal who brought valuable reinforcements to the solar system.

The three Thundercloud-class planetary battleships alone are a force that is enough to turn the situation around. Dorn has already understood the specific situation. One Thundercloud is enough to suppress the war fleet with the Queen of Glory-class battleships as the support.

The military force that was originally stretched thin in his hands suddenly doubled in size, and after the original naval power of the Imperial Fists was added to the navy of the Five Hundred Worlds, they even had an advantage in space naval battles.

"Conrad Curze, he is also in the solar system now, on the Crown of Victory." Roche spit out a person's name.

"He is a traitor," Dorn replied.

His gaze turned to Sanguinius and Lion, and they both nodded, indicating that this was indeed the case.

"What do you mean by bringing a traitor back to the solar system?"

Dorn waited for an explanation that would convince him.

Luo Xi thought of some wording and said that Koz had indeed changed, which was a welcome change.

"I know that Curze and his Eighth Legion betrayed the Emperor and chose to join Horus's camp, but in my opinion, there are still differences between the Night Lords and the Emperor's Children, the Word Bearers and other legions."

"Konrad hated the Emperor, but he was untainted by the corruption of Chaos, and so was the Eighth Legion."

Although they are all traitors, some are obviously more hopeless, and Conrad Kurtz can be considered a relatively clean one among them.

Don was rarely silent. He didn't speak for a full minute. His furrowed brows symbolized his constantly thinking mind. He was hesitating.

"He wants to ask his father for forgiveness?"

Dorn asked. From a rational point of view, he was unwilling to see Curze, who had betrayed the Empire, return to the Emperor. The so-called incomplete loyalty is absolute disloyalty, and the Lord Chancellor of the Guards firmly believed in this.

However, Rogal Dorn is also a human being, and he also has his own brotherhood, although his rational brain often puts aside the obstacles of brotherhood and acts in an absolutely objective manner.

"That's not the case." Luo Xi shook his head in denial.

"What Curze seeks is not forgiveness, but a trial. He hopes that the Emperor can judge his crimes and make a fair judgment."

"No matter what the result is, he will accept it calmly. He has been waiting for this trial for a long time."

Luo Xi and Curze have been together for a long time, and have a deep understanding of this primarch with a unique way of thinking.

Because of his almost cursed prophetic ability and the cruel experience of Nostramo, Curze formed a distorted view of justice. He believed that everyone, including himself, was guilty and needed to be judged fairly.

The Night Lords, corrupted by the scum and criminals of Nostramo, left him heartbroken and helpless. The Night Haunter despised his own Legion and loathed even more the Night Lords who called him father. At the outset of the war, he had joined Horus's betrayal purely out of a desire for revenge against the Emperor, whom he believed had inflicted such a horrific and tragic fate on him.

He has been tortured to the brink of madness by the curse of the prophecy. If he can follow the prophecy and get the death he wants, then Curze will be able to prove that it is not him who is wrong, but this damn world.

"A trial... of Conrad."

What Luo Xi didn't know was that when Dorn heard about Koz's situation, a faint sense of regret actually welled up in his heart.

He felt a sense of remorse towards himself.

During the early days of the Great Crusade, Konrad Curze had fought alongside the Imperial Fists in the Cherawote system. Upon hearing the news that his home planet had once again fallen into a state of sinful anarchy, the pessimistic and painful Midnight Haunter wanted to talk to his two brothers about his feelings.

Curze spoke his mad-like mumblings, and Fulgrim, as the listener, told Dorn what Curze said, that an unprecedented civil war was about to break out.

This was undoubtedly a huge mistake, and he revealed the information to Dorn.

The upright Dorn was eager to ask Curze for an explanation, and unexpectedly a brotherly conflict broke out between the two. Conrad killed several Imperial Fists warriors who were guarding him and injured Dorn.

As Dorn lay in a pool of blood, Curze was horrified by what he had done and sank deeper into his hallucinations.

Curze then led the Night Lords' fleet back to Nostramo and ordered his fleet to pour fire into the hole that Curze had created with the amniotic chamber, overloading the planet's core and destroying the entirety of Nostramo.

Today, several years after the Horus Heresy broke out, Dorn sometimes recalled how he had questioned Curze. He angrily denounced the other party's crazy words and demanded that he retract his remarks.

"If I had been more patient and listened to Curze's prophetic vision, perhaps everything would not have turned out so badly."

Dorne had not expected that the Night Haunter's prophecy would turn out to be true, and a rebellion that tore apart half of the empire did indeed come as expected.

"It is meaningless to regret the past. If Curze wants to seek judgment from his father, he has to wait until the Emperor gives the order and agrees to meet you."

Dorn's rigidity and toughness made Luo Xi feel helpless. He had never seen such a stubborn and inflexible person.

Even if he brought up Koz's name, Rogdorn still disagreed.

"Don't worry. Even if the Emperor is sitting on the Golden Throne, his will and power can still cover the entire solar system. If he wants to see you, someone will naturally come to summon you."

Luo Xi suddenly understood why Dorn did not give Ryan any face at the beginning, but the Lion King acted as if nothing had happened.

Because this guy's called Rogal Dorn, and he's a fucking piece of stinky, hard rock.

In addition to waiting for notification obediently, Luo Xi also thought about sneaking into the palace of Terra, but he quickly gave up this stupid idea. Did he really think that the Emperor's Guards in the palace were just decorations?
Helplessly, he had to sit aside with Sanguinius. Dorn provided his most holy brother with his favorite Terra fruits. These things had nothing to do with the fruits in Roche's impression, but they tasted surprisingly good.

The Primarchs were waiting for the arrival of the remaining two brothers, and during this gap, an Astartes with a tall and majestic figure, who looked like a small Primarch, came to Dorn.

"Father, we are back. Commander of the Punishment Fleet, Pollax, reports to you."

The tall warrior was Captain Pollax of the Imperial Fists. After going through numerous hardships, the son of Dorne finally returned to the side of his Gene-Father.

Polux was wearing a red and blue Star-type power armor, with the logo and mark of the Imperial Fists branded on the chest and shoulder armor. He slowly knelt on one knee and faced the Gene-Father.

Roxi's eyelids twitched as he watched this scene. To be honest, the red and blue power armor of Pollax did not look like that of an Imperial Fist. Instead, it was very similar to Guilliman's Ultramarines.

And now, after many hardships, the Imperial Fists are finally going to reunite with their father.

(End of this chapter)