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"I can foresee everything. This is my gift, but also my curse. If there is a choice, I never want to see my fate, or anyone else's fate."

Curz's voice came out from Veronica's body, and was polished with mechanical electronic sounds, removing most of the hissing sound unique to Nostramo.

"Luo Xi, maybe you are right. I stubbornly believe in my sense of justice, but it may just be my self-defense when facing an unchangeable fate."

The tall iron man held a handmade book written on parchment in his hand. It was written by Luo Xi himself, coming from the few memories in his mind and the vast records of Red Alert.

The book Conrad was reading was called "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". Nostramo read every byte with relish, while Roche sat beside him and lay in a daze. He hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Luo Xi is a lazy person to begin with. Now that he has an opportunity to be lazy, of course he has to make up for it by slacking off.

The two of them were living in harmony, one was reading a book while the other was sleeping lazily.

"Ghosts? Have the warp creatures from the ancient Terra era already invaded the real universe? Existences transformed from the wronged souls of dead humans. Since humans knew about the warp so early, why do we know so little about it now?"

When Koz is not crazy, he can even be called a curious baby. With his original body's reading ability, he can completely memorize and grasp the entire Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio even if he reads it quickly using quantum waves.

"It's just some primitive people's fantasy, don't think too much about it." Luo Xi closed his eyes and said slowly.

Although he closed his eyes, he was thinking about Conrad Coates.

This son of the Emperor fell into the dark and sinister world of Nostramo, and he conquered and ruled the entire planet with the fear he had come to understand.

But few people know that due to the lack of a "foster father"-like figure from another Primarch in his life, Curze's growth was extremely deformed.

He had no education in the natural sciences, nor any guidance in the humanities and history. Everything depended entirely on the instinctive memory recorded in his body by the Emperor.

To some extent, Konrad Curze is the savage among the Primarchs. He has never received any education at all, and everything is his own feeling and understanding.

The savage Wolf King was raised by the Fenris tribe. Although the Lion King Llane had been a savage for more than ten years, he was finally adopted by Luther and developed a strange relationship between them as father and son.

Only Conrad, who had nothing but damned lingering prophecies and hallucinations.

If Coze had an adoptive father or mother, he might not have been trapped by the prophecy and would not have embarked on the path he is on now.

Conrad was dissatisfied with Roche's perfunctory attitude, so he simply read the contents of the book loudly, harassing others in a ridiculous way.

Luo Xi felt speechless. This Midnight Ghost who killed people indiscriminately and with ruthless methods actually had a childish side like an elementary school boy.

Is this his disguise? Or is this his hidden side?

It doesn't matter. He is free now anyway and doesn't mind training Koz. What if there is a one in ten thousand chance that Koz, this crooked tree, can grow back?

To be honest, he quite liked the feeling of training, especially when the object of training was a Primarch.

Suddenly, Koz stopped talking and said:

"If Sanguinius insists on going, he will eventually die at the hands of Horus. You advised me not to be superstitious about the prophecy, why don't you try to dissuade Sanguinius?"

Konrad Curze and Sanguinius are so similar, they both have amazing psychic powers, but they go to completely different extremes.

Holy angels and vile demons.

"Do you think Sanguinius would be as superstitious about prophecies as you are? He saw the end of his own death, and still followed the prophecy and walked towards his own end. So do you think Sanguinius should be a bad player like you to fight against his unfair fate?"

"No, Conrad. Sanguinius did not sit there and wait for death. He saw his fate and chose to accept it calmly, because the archangel knew that it was meaningful."

“You can also predict the future, but you are trapped in the illusion of the future and cannot extricate yourself, and even accept your fate pessimistically and hopelessly. This is because you feel that you cannot change your fate, so you don’t make any changes.

Sanguinius saw the future, and he had the power to change his fate, but he thought that such a future was meaningful, so he chose to accept his fate generously. "

“Even if that fate meant he would die, he gladly accepted it.”

Koz was silent, as if there was a corpse inside the iron man.

Luo Xi continued, his words were like knives, continuing to stimulate Conrad's not-so-strong heart.

"There is only one kind of heroism in the world, that is, to love life after recognizing it clearly. Sanguinius recognized his own destiny and did not violate it even though he knew he could."

"This is the difference between you, do you understand?"

The Nostramo fell into deep thought, his views on justice and the future slowly changing under the impact of information.

Chapter 314 Plague Garden (Please subscribe)

Luo Xi didn't know whether the Midnight Haunter, who had become a little talkative, had broken through his defense, but he finally quieted down.

This is always a good thing.

Even though Koze has been imprisoned and his claws can no longer hurt people, his nagging words can still torment other people's nerves.

This is this guy's talent. Perhaps the Emperor intended him to be a torturer and a judge when he created him.

suddenly.

An obscure and dull bell rang in the cabin of the New Caliban. The sound waves seemed to be ringing next to his ears. Luo Xi opened his eyes suddenly. He knew very well that there was absolutely no such thing as a bell on this ship.

At least there is no bell with this kind of sound. It sounds like a rusted antique that has been buried in the loess for thousands of years.

The fleet sailing in the subspace came to a strange place.

The whispers from the warp seemed to penetrate the protection of Geller's position and entered the bridge. Those sounds were like the phlegm-filled breathing of a dying patient, and more like the irritable buzzing of flies that smelled the breath of death and were flying around.

At the same time, a foul smell emerged from the space out of nowhere. Luo Xi had never smelled such a horrible smell. Compared with it, any stench known to mankind seemed as fresh as perfume.

"I saw some shit, our break is over, Roxie."

Veronica stood up suddenly. It was Conrad who was inside who urged it. The iron man did not receive any orders to act, nor did he restrict his freedom.

The abnormal physical strength of the Primarch supported the Iron Man to move. Luo Xi covered his mouth and nose. He only felt that a large number of smelly and rotten corpses suddenly emerged from the cabin, continuously releasing deadly poison gas.

The ship's air circulation function was running at full capacity, alarms were blaring, and even many mortals on guard fell down because of the stench.

"We have been invaded." Luo Xi reacted instantly. He didn't know how those subspace creatures broke through the powerful Geller Field and entered the hull, but it did happen.

A group of diseased demons paced the decks and corridors, as if they were strolling among rotten blooming flowers. With every step they took, their bodies covered with pus and stains dropped mucus, and they continued to emit low, empty laughter.

They are laughing, sharing their joy and happiness, hoping that more humans can join them.

While the monsters were reveling in their own joy, the Astartes in the ships had already reacted. They rushed before the mortals and blocked the enemies with their heavy armor.

However, the one who was faster than them was Conrad Koz. Roche unlocked Veronica's program limitations, allowing it to temporarily cooperate with the Midnight Haunter inside.

He wanted to see what Coates would do after a brief period of deregulation.

Veronica rushed across the bridge quickly, and the anti-gravity engine behind her spewed out energy beams, which directly smashed into the cluster of plague demons that came out of nowhere. The iron fists that once beat Conrad easily smashed the demons into meat paste.

A demon was shattered by the shock wave of Veronica's fall, and the mixture of bile, saliva, pus and blood splashed all over the Iron Man.

The Iron Man was not afraid of these viruses. He controlled his stance and instantly accelerated the movement of molecules on his body surface. The burning flames evaporated those filthy things. Conrad howled and waved his flaming iron fist, knocking down those chaos demons cleanly and neatly.

It was so fast that even the Astartes had just pulled out their bolters when the demons in this area of ​​the deck fell to the ground with burning tissue and boiling pus, obviously having been killed completely.

Conrad's powerful predictive ability saw all possible attacks. He controlled Iron Man to dodge the smelly liquid spewed out by the demons, and his efficiency was even higher than Veronica's super-thinking calculations.

Midnight Haunter and Veronica Iron Man, the wonderful combination of the two actually produced a special effect at this moment.

"Change weapons, use the promethium flamethrower."

"Metal cannon ready, splash mode."

The Astartes changed their tactics in response to the sudden appearance of the plague demon. From the flaming iron man, they saw the restraining effect of fire on the opponent.

The raging sea of ​​fire burned and purified the remaining filth, and the demons disappeared under the expulsion of the power of reality.

On the other side of the ship, the archangel roared as he dealt with another group of demons. He held the Spear of Bi Gong in one hand and the Scarlet Sword in the other, tearing apart a group of ugly and disgusting demons. He was wearing holy golden armor and completely ignored the demons' attacks.

Sanguinius flapped his wings and turned into a stream of golden light. Wherever he went, he left broken corpses behind. The demons were knocked down like toys in front of the archangel.

He watched these strange demons coldly. They seemed to be enemies of the same level as the bloodthirsty demons and great secret keepers he had fought in the Signus galaxy.

They are more like the embodiment of something that might be described as disease, pain, and decay.

The Spear of Bigong unleashed a dazzling blast of psychic energy, burning a large group of demons to ashes.

The warriors of the Holy Blood Guard stood by the side of the archangel. Azkaelon, Amit and other powerful warriors knocked down the demons and trampled them under their iron boots.

On the Thundercloud-class planetary battleship guarded by several Primarchs and Astartes, the surprise attack of the Warp Daemons did not cause any big waves, but the initial attack was never the end. The plague Daemons died, but their remnants began to spread.

More and more people began to vomit and have fevers, and disgusting rashes and scars began to appear on their bodies. Even the mechanical servants who had lost their minds began to shiver and continued to perform their tasks with difficulty.

The plague is spreading inside the battleship, and currently only the Astartes and Primarchs wearing fully enclosed power armor can survive.

The biological sages and doctors of the Mechanicus are doing their best to rescue the patients. Roche has also taken out the medical nanorobots. These self-replicating medical machines once ended the use of drugs, because drugs are often not as simple and efficient as nanorobots.

The fleet was carrying out emergency disinfection and epidemic prevention measures, and the strong smell of disinfectant was everywhere. The Astartes used promethium flames to burn and purify the demons several times, and asked the members of the anti-psychic team to use soulless fields to eliminate possible remnants.

"What on earth has happened to us, and why has the Geller position failed?"

Roche was in no mood to chat with Curze anymore, so he and Sanguinius rushed to the command bridge, where Lion and Guilliman were currently in charge.

Ryan didn't say much. He just pointed to the misty subspace in front of him. It was a strange garden with yellow and green colors. Endless miasma and poisonous gas seemed to spread and drift. Various weird and twisted plants and vines were entangled together. Bursts of laughter came from it, making people react slowly.

"We have sailed to a strange subspace area. The ether energy here is so dense that it explodes. That's why Geller's position can't be sustained."

"Then let's leave the warp temporarily and switch to real space travel." Guilliman said.

Even he still felt itchy all over and even had mild nausea and vomiting symptoms after looking at the garden for too long.

As the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you will get your feet wet. Their fleet stayed in the warp for a long time and indeed encountered incomprehensible warp monsters.

Ryan activated the Tuchucha engine again. This strange alien creature drove the body of a human boy to communicate with them. Countless cables connected the boy's skull and the sphere, and a sharp cry was heard.

"Jump back to the real universe."

Even if it wasn't at Mandeville Point, the Tuchucha engine still carried the fleet out of the subspace and out of that strange garden.

And when everyone returned to the real universe, everything they saw before their eyes was even more terrifying.

A hive planet inhabited by humans was enveloped by a green plague, a poisonous miasma similar to that found in the Warp engulfing the planet, with only the hive's spires visible piercing the atmosphere.

There were rotting plants and dead animals everywhere. The original ocean had turned into a withered and decayed color, like a bubbling, rotten soup. Some staggering but not yet dead humans were wandering on the continent.

Even with the naked eye, one could tell that this planet was completely ruined, completely corrupted and degraded by something that no one could understand.

Human beings are addicted to disease and deformation, but they have not yet died. Everyone is screaming and wailing, like ghosts on earth.

My Lord, this is such blasphemy!

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