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

Chapter 475: Tears of Horus (Please subscribe)
The Spear of Dionysus pierced through the side of Horus' armor and stabbed into his abdomen, and bright red blood immediately flowed down.

The injuries that Russ inflicted on the Warmaster did not seem serious on the surface. For the Primarch, such a minor wound as a pierced abdomen could be recovered in a short time.

The claw of Horus tore through the wolf king's shoulder armor, as if to split it in half. The sharp barbs and decomposition points were tearing apart Horus' flesh and bones, bringing him excruciating pain.

However, after Rust suddenly realized, he realized that what he needed was not victory. He only needed to pierce the Spear of Dionysus into Horus' body to achieve his goal.

The light of clarity and the power of chaos were constantly fighting and intertwining in Horus' eyes. His body went limp, and the World Breaker hammer in his other hand fell weakly, colliding with the deck of the battleship with a dull sound.

Originally, the Warmaster planned to use the Claw of Horus to restrain his brother, and then use the World Breaker to directly blow open Russ's head. For the Primarch, the fatal injury may not be much, but blowing off the head is definitely one.

After all, the primarch of the Iron Hands died completely after his head was chopped off.

The Spear of Dionysus glowed with light, and the Emperor's mighty power flowed into Horus' body through the tiny wound, dispelling the Chaos force that was like a leech attached to his bones.

After the assassination on Davin, Horus was torn apart by the four gods of the Warp, and the fragments of body and soul controlled by him finally regained their free will.

The Wolf King felt that the resistance to the spear in his hand was rapidly decreasing. Horus's resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and the soul fragment hidden in his body gradually gained the upper hand.

"What on earth have I done..."

"I ruined everything."

The arrogant Wolf God spoke in pain, word by word.

He fell to his knees, and Leman Russ felt the shadow that had hung over his brother's head gradually dissipate, and the aura of arrogance and hatred disappeared.

"Is that you, Horus?"

The Wolf King did not dare to be careless. He thrust the Spear of Dionysus deeper, almost piercing through Horus' body.

The Warmaster seemed to have suddenly aged thousands of years. His tight and smooth skin quickly aged and turned into a pile of disgusting loose wrinkles.

At first Horus laughed, a smile that was extremely bitter and painful, and the Wolf King felt his brother's emotional fluctuations.

Horus was helping his brother to stab the Spear of Dionysus deeper. The physical pain he felt was not even a fraction of the mental pain he felt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ruth, I know what I did, I've always known that they control my body and make me do countless terrible things..."

"Forgive me, brother. I shouldn't be jealous of you, but I can't control my possessiveness of my father's love. I'm a bad brother, really."

Leman Russ could not stop crying, the real tears of this rugged King of Fenris gushed out like a fountain.

Yes, this was definitely Lupercal, his blood brother, and not the damn monster that was taking over his brother's body.

Horus also wanted to cry, but his physical condition made it difficult for him to do so. He tried his best but could only squeeze out a tear made of pure blood.

The tears of the Moon Wolf and the Wild Wolf gathered on the deck of the Spirit of Vengeance and merged together. For a moment, even the deck, which had grown flesh and membranes due to severe warp pollution, gradually returned to its original appearance.

Horus controlled his body and pulled the power claw, which had become a Chaos artifact, out of Leman Russ's shoulder, while the Spear of Dionysus remained in his body.

The two brothers were connected by the Spear of Dionysus. They smiled painfully and reluctantly, then cried to each other face to face.

This is a very strange scene, but it really happened in the throne room of the Spirit of Vengeance.

The Gastlin Terminators and Wolf Guards, who were fighting each other and attacking their former cousins ​​with the most terrifying weapons, could not help but fall silent.

Abaddon, the captain of the Sons of Horus, performed extremely bravely. His armor blessed by the Lord of the Forge was immune to the live ammunition attacks from the Space Wolves. His terrifying power sword tore through the adamantine armor like cutting vegetables.

He had already killed a wolf lord, and then bravely rushed into the wolf guards and started killing people.

Abaddon couldn't help but hesitate after seeing this scene. He wanted to go back to save his father, but he was entangled by the Space Wolves and couldn't escape.

The reason why the Sons of Horus fell into Chaos was very simple: after Horus came out of the temple on Davin, he threw himself into the arms of the gods.

With the Primarch's fall, the entire Legion fell with him. Aside from a handful of rational Astartes, the rest of the Legionaries were unable to resist the Gene-Father's influence. "Stop, stop Ezekyle!" Horus roared in a frail voice. With every utterance, every twitch of his muscles, the pain of the Dionysus spear piercing his flesh intensified.

The Chief Captain of the First Company hesitated for a long time and ordered the Gastling Terminators to keep their distance from the enemy.

The Sons of Horus hesitated for a few seconds before they could control their bodies and suppress the will of the demons in the armor, but it was very difficult.

"Come back with me, Horus. The Emperor will be able to save you. We still have a chance to reverse all this. I know this is not your original intention. Come on, please." Rus pleaded anxiously, without any dignity of a king.

His Dionysian Spear had pierced Horus once, but the wound was not enough to kill the Warmaster, who had been thoroughly corrupted and tainted by the Warp.

"Kill me!" Horus roared, "Pierce my heart, destroy my head, and push my remains into the battleship's plasma reactor!"

His voice was full of pleading and fear. In fact, even Horus himself didn't know how to kill himself. The above methods were fatal even for the Primarchs, but would they really work on him?
He didn't know and could only guess.

"No, there's still time, brother!" Rus hesitated. He was reluctant to pull out the Spear of Dionysus in his hand and pierce it into his heart again.

Although the Space Wolves were the Emperor's gendarmerie, the silent executioners, Leman Russ never relished this duty.

Especially after the tragic misunderstanding of Prospero, Leman Russ had learned his lesson and even confided in Bjorn, expressing his unwillingness to continue to bear this responsibility.

The person in front of him was Horus. They were the first two Primarchs to return. Leman Russ was unable to let go of this emotion and killed his brother.

Under the power of the Spear of Dionysus, Horus actually woke up miraculously, which made the Wolf King's hope begin to grow.

What if, is it really possible?

How could he bear to do it?

Horus gave a bitter smile, he knew his situation. In the temple of Davin, the gods not only made him see the dark future, but also divided and tore his soul apart.

The soul of the Wolf God has been shattered, and now only the Spear of Dionysus has awakened the fragment of kind soul that is still fighting.

"I command you! Now!"

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!!!"

The Wolf King's brother scolded in a commanding tone. He didn't want his body to be used by Chaos again and do something that would cause him great pain.

"I...I, I really..."

Leman Russ was a little at a loss. He subconsciously followed Horus's order, drew out the Spear of Dionysus, aimed at the Primarch's heart and intended to stab it.

But as the Spear of Dionysus left his body, the power of chaos in Horus' eyes attacked again, and it was even more ferocious than before.

Neither the Wolf God nor the Wolf King expected this, and the Chaos Gods would not give a second chance.

Perhaps the Spear of Dionysus piercing the head could really kill this body controlled by the four gods, but the moment the Spear of Dionysus was pulled out, Russ would no longer be able to send it into Horus' body. His hesitation was not the cause of his failure.

All this seems to be right in front of us, but in fact... it is out of reach.

All hopes will lure visitors in front of their eyes, but when they get closer, they will find that they are just flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

"I know what I am doing. I am bewitched by Chaos, but I must stop the Emperor, even if it means becoming more evil than him!"

"Look what you've done, my good brother?"

Horus stood up again, and used his power claws to hold Rus's Spear of Dionysus tightly, then grabbed the World Breaker Hammer and blasted the Wolf King away.

The Warmaster's iron boots crushed the mirror formed by the tears on the ground into pieces, and the drop of Horus' blood and tears disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)