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Koz seemed unaware of the arrival of his two brothers, and was reading the ancient classic "The Old Man and the Sea" in his hand.

This is a unique copy that Luo Xi found from his own database and wrote on parchment in a more traditional way. He hopes that it can inspire the prisoner in the cage.

Guilliman condoned Roche's actions and even regularly sent new books to his traitorous brother. He hoped that Curze would change, even if it was just a little bit.

Ryan felt a little uncomfortable with the environment here. There were a large number of skeletons of untouchables placed in the room. These anti-psychic treasures made him feel uneasy. The claustrophobic environment made Ryan very uncomfortable.

"I have to thank you. The frequency of my prophetic hallucinations has greatly decreased since I stayed here, and I can stay awake most of the time."

“Only when you are lost for a long time will you know the value of peace and clarity.”

Curze closed the book and spoke to Guilliman.

"You are here too, my dear big cat brother." The unique Nostramo accent of Koz immediately made Ryan's hair stand on end, but he could not do anything to the Midnight Haunter even through the adamantium fence.

"Vulkan is dead. Two mortal psykers assassinated him." Guilliman said silently.

Conrad didn't seem surprised at all. After all, he had seen Vulkan die in his psychic vision before.

"We want to know what will become of Vulkan, and whether our brother will be left in silence."

Konrad stood up, and even without his power armor he was as tall as both Guilliman and the Lion.

"Are you idiots? I can't use my prophetic powers here, so how can I tell you the answer?"

Ryan quickly drew out his lion sword, while Midnight Haunter fearlessly put his head between the railings, squeezing his flesh and continuing to provoke the lion.

"During this time, I have been here thinking about the future, the prophecies I have seen, the visions I have heard, and how my justice will proceed."

"The future is not static. It changes all the time. But at least I have seen Vulkan die and be resurrected. He will stand beside his father and become his last insurance."

Guilliman was surprised by Conrad's new realization. He vaguely felt that his brother seemed a little different.

"A man can be destroyed but not defeated." Conrad closed his eyes and recited these words silently.

"Yes, I can be destroyed, but I cannot be defeated."

Chapter 278: The Arrival of Sanguinius

The conversation with Curze lasted only a few minutes, before Guilliman and the Lion returned to the surface.

Conrad was a prisoner, and loneliness was his punishment.

Although Midnight Haunter's condition has improved, Guilliman will not relax his vigilance against Konrad because of this sign. No one knows whether this is a deliberate gesture by him to escape.

They had all suffered from Conrad's cunning before, and there was no way they would let him get out of control again.

"I think what Curze said is still of some reference value, my brother." Guilliman said to Lion.

"He said that Vulkan would die and rise again, and that he would remain at the Emperor's side and be our father's last line of defense."

"This means that he will be resurrected, although we don't know how."

Ryan had a look of disdain on his face. He didn't believe anything that came out of Conrad's mouth. Those were the most vicious lies, disguised poison.

Only a naive fool like Guilliman would be so foolish as to actually think about and believe his nonsense.

"Robot, I am the most loyal son of the Emperor. If he really has any ultimate response, it must be done by me. I will accompany the Emperor until the final moment."

"I am Lion the Lion, the Lord of the First Legion, the backup for all crises, and the most loyal heir."

Ryan said every word very seriously.

"I have no intention of arguing with you about this. After all, Russ also said so. I suggest that you two fight each other if you meet." Guilliman made a little joke to liven up the atmosphere and then said.

"I intend to return Vulkan's body to his descendants. I will tell them the whole story. Even if they resent me, I will bear it together."

Guilliman felt a trace of regret in his heart. If he had told Captain Zaytos that Vulkan had fallen into madness, perhaps the situation would have been different.

Even though their father died in the end, at least he came to his sons in a living form.

His brother is now lying in the golden coffin, and no one knows whether Vulkan will wake up again.

……

The sad atmosphere surrounding Mabragra did not last long. In fact, most people did not know what had happened. Even the servants in Guilliman's palace were just wondering why the Primarch was in a low mood.

Guilliman summoned the Salamanders and informed their commander Captain Zaytos of Vulkan's assassination, including how Vulkan had fallen from the atmosphere and how they had imprisoned him after discovering that he had gone mad.

The whole story was told.

He thought that the captain of the Salamanders would pour out a storm of anger on him, but Zaytos said nothing and did nothing. He just led the Salamanders warriors to guard Vulkan's golden coffin.

Guilliman would rather the Salamanders get angry.

The arrival of new good news diluted the sadness. The space outpost in the Macragge system received a signal from the warp. After translation and decryption, the XIII Legion discovered that the sender of the signal was another Primarch.

The Archangel Sanguinius, Primarch of the IX Legion.

It was the light of Pharos that continued to attract those lost people, and finally Guilliman waited for another loyal brother.

As the Blood Angels' shattered fleet approached Macragge, Guilliman himself arrived at Mandeville Point aboard his flagship, the Glory of Macragge, to greet his kin.

As a warp rift opened up, the fleet of the Blood Angels Legion, which had gone through several bloody battles, filed out of the warp channel. The etheric torrents behind them displayed chaotic energy disturbances. The shrill screams of something unknown kept tracking the Blood Angels until they were blocked by the curtain of reality.

Those malicious beings in the Warp watched Sanguinius's departure in frustration. They screamed and raged, but they were helpless. Without rituals and sacrifices, they could not break through the barriers of reality.

A holographic projection of Sanguinius appeared on the bridge of Macragge's Glory, with Guilliman, wearing a tender green laurel wreath on his head, opening his arms to his brother.

The Lion King stood aside, also looking at Sanguinius with a smile on his face.

Ryan was also very happy.

However, unlike what Guilliman imagined, Lion was more happy because the Five Hundred Worlds had gained a different will. He understood that he could not control Guilliman with his own strength alone, and with the addition of Sanguinius, the situation would be completely different.

The presence of him and Sanguinius would definitely be a stronger deterrent to Guilliman and prevent him from having any dangerous thoughts.

Although the Lion is not interested in politics, he also understands that usually a system is most stable when it has three entities.

Although Guilliman has always behaved like an ambitious man who is dedicated to building his own small empire, Lion's observations over this period of time have vaguely made him feel that this view is somewhat ridiculous.

The Lord of the Limits possesses the largest army and the greatest potential for war, but the greatest ambition he has ever shown is to guard his own little piece of land.

Guilliman's innocence was incredible to him, and this extreme contrast and contradiction also made the lion extremely uncomfortable.

If Guilliman really had evil intentions, then he would naturally be able to carry out the extermination mission, but in fact he was harmless, which made him feel powerless.

"My brother, Sanguinius, you would only appear to me in the most optimistic dreams. I am glad that you can arrive safely in Macragge. A grand meeting ceremony will be held in Macragge's banquet hall."

After a brief exchange of greetings from a distance, the Blood Angels, like the Dark Angels in the past, also needed to undergo a thorough inspection and scan, and were not allowed to sail their warships into Macragge's orbit.

The Archangel said that this was of no concern. He even praised Guilliman's caution and prudence, and actively cooperated with the inspection of his fleet.

"My brother Guilliman seems to have done something extraordinary."

Exuding a holy aura, the majestic Sanguinius stood on the bridge. His eyes, more beautiful than gems, could see very far and capture details far beyond the physical limits.

The battle planet [Amatra] wandering in the Macragge galaxy, the overwhelming cruiser fleets and destroyer fleets, the densely packed star fortresses and void orbital platforms, and the incomparably huge artificial metal celestial body.

Sanguinius's powerful psychic powers allowed him to sense that something was being built there, far more threatening than his flagship, the Red Tear.

In addition to his graceful demeanor, the Archangel was also shrouded in an aura of sadness and decadence. He was horrified by everything that happened in the Signus galaxy. His old beliefs were shattered, and the betrayal of his former best friend Horus left him exhausted.

Riding on the Blood Angels' spaceship, Sanguinius, under the protection of his Blood Guards, arrived at the banquet hall prepared for him by Guilliman.

The descendants of the Archangels were dressed in golden finely crafted power armor, holding the 9th Legion's iconic power weapon, the Crimson Blade, in their hands. They had Angras bolters installed on their wrists, and each of them wore a terrifying death mask on their face.

The Sanguinary Guards all have jet packs with white wings on their backs, allowing them to fight in three dimensions during war, while their leader, Azkaelon, the commander of the Sanguinary Guards, carefully guards their Primarch.

Sanguinius, dressed in golden armor and a fur cape, was the focus of everyone's attention. His incomparable noble face was incomparable even to Guilliman or Lion. His long golden hair with divinity was draped behind him and scattered among the huge wings.

In this banquet hall, the three Primarchs Sanguinius, Guilliman and Lion met again. Both sides had experienced too many misfortunes and hardships before they finally had today's meeting.

Chapter 279 The Second Empire is Established

During the Great Crusade, Guilliman and his two remaining angel brothers rarely met each other. They each fought on different battlefields, destroying their respective enemies for the Empire.

The Lord of Five Hundred Worlds rarely leaves his own territory. He is based in the far east of the empire and is more likely to hear about what is happening in other regions.

As we all know, the Archangel has a particularly close relationship with the wolf-god Horus, which also leads to the Blood Angels preferring to cooperate with the Luna Wolves most of the time.

And Ryan Johnson, as the leader of the most powerful First Legion, has always been carrying out the Emperor's orders in the unknown dark star field. Their achievements have been forgotten, and only a series of destroyed information is left to the world.

It’s just that in today’s precarious situation, all the strangeness and estrangement have disappeared, and it is the greatest luck for the brothers to be able to meet again.

Guilliman and Sanguinius embraced each other, and the latter turned around and embraced Lion's Jonson beside him.

"Some misfortune seems to have happened to your legion, my brother. The last intelligence from the Blood Angels came from the Signus system. You lost contact there until today when you reestablished contact with us."

Sanguinius nodded and spoke, and Guilliman could hear the deep hidden pain and sorrow in his voice, which made him depressed as well.

"On the main star of the Signus system, we encountered a bloody battle and betrayal. Those enemies were a kind of existence beyond our cognition. Perhaps we can call them warp demons."

The archangel turned around and pointed at his troops. The number of this Blood Angels' troops could not be described as a legion, and this was all the Blood Angels' remaining strength.

Guilliman did not ask further questions. Obviously Sanguinius had already made his attitude clear, and he was unwilling to mention it. Everyone understood that the Blood Angels had also encountered those malicious beings in the Warp.

"Lion, Guilliman, I came here because I saw the warp beacon you released. Do you have a way to return to Terra with me? Our father is being besieged by traitors. He is on Terra. The traitor Horus will stop at nothing to knock him off the throne."

There was something irresistible in Sanguinius' voice; it was the request of an archangel, and even the most inhuman being would be moved by it.

This is a kind of charm that is different from everyone else. He doesn't even need to say much. He can gain everyone's conviction and admiration just by standing here.

"We also want to go back to help our father, but the warp storm created by the traitor Lorgar has isolated everything. The Five Hundred Worlds have been troubled by it for several years."

Lion said, "Yes, I also followed the warp beacon. No one can leave here and return to Terra, so Guilliman and I are accumulating strength here. As long as the warp storm subsides temporarily, we can immediately command the restored legion to destroy all traitors."

Sanguinius' eyes blinked and moved back and forth between Lion and Guilliman's faces. He felt a strange tacit understanding from these two people.

He always thought that the Lion was a mysterious and lonely person who never kept pace with his other brothers.

Brothers have different personalities, values ​​and even experiences. They have different ideas and rarely reach complete consensus.

Feeling their firm attitude, the doubts in Sanguinius' heart gradually faded. He didn't know whether the two of them were deliberately looking for reasons not to return to Terra, or whether they really couldn't go back. Now it seems that the latter answer might be inclined.

"It's like this. In order to ensure that the human empire is not destroyed and its spirit lives on forever, Ryan and I decided to create a copy and backup of the empire in the Five Hundred Worlds. You can call it the Second Empire."

When Guilliman actually said this word, he could no longer suppress the excitement and uneasiness in his heart. He didn't know whether this most holy brother would support his decision, or would immediately fly into a rage after hearing this term.

"The Second Reich..."

The Archangel silently read the word, to be honest, he felt alert instinctively after hearing these four words, he immediately doubted the positions of Guilliman and Lion, because such blasphemous words were not something a Primarch who chose to be loyal could say.