Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

But if you look carefully, you will find that this sun named Lupercal has begun to deteriorate from the inside, just like a towering tree that may appear lush and leafy on the outside, but has already been rotten inside.

After the impassioned speech, the others in the throne room left and went to their respective posts.

Only Horus' eldest son, Ezekiel Abaddon, still stood beside his father. There was a hint of sadness in his reverent eyes, and he felt that his father was a little different from before.

Abaddon was not well versed in the art of speech, and even compared to his other brothers, he was a complete reckless man.

But it is precisely because he is a reckless man that his instincts are particularly sensitive.

However, the captain of the Sons of Horus discovered with his keen intuition that his father's warmth did not bring him the natural pleasure it once did. Instead, it gave him an impulse that made him strongly desire to depreciate himself.

Horus in the past was not like this. He was sincere in doing good for others, just like the warm sun that benefits all things without asking for anything in return.

"Ezekiel, go and get my Word Bearer brother. I have something to tell him."

Horus said this in a friendly manner, but when he and his offspring's eyes met, Abaddon did not see any sincerity at all, he only saw endless nothingness.

The pupils of the Wolf Shepherd God were empty, darkness was surging inside, and not a single light could be seen.

"Yes, father. I will go right away."

Of the many Primarchs who pursued Horus's cause, the only one currently lingering beside the Wolf-God was Lorgar, the Great Bearer of Words.

Other Primarchs such as Fulgrim and Angron, who were elevated to Daemon Princes by the powers of the Warp, lost control and disappeared across the galaxy.

Mainstays such as Mortarion and Perturabo fought across the galaxy against the minions of the False Emperor, especially the Iron Lord.

Rumor has it that after Perturabo and Fulgrim explored the world of the Eldar crones, some of his strength and life essence were absorbed by his brother, and he has been in a state of rage.

As for Primarchs like Magnus and Alpharius, even Abaddon couldn't figure out what they were trying to do. Apart from occasionally responding to Horus's call, their whereabouts were completely unknown.

Oh, by the way, did he forget that there was a Primarch named Konrad Curze? Abaddon touched his smooth, pointed head and thought of such a person.

Horus completed the exchange with the weakest Night Lords of the Eighth Legion and the most powerful Dark Angels. As for where Conrad Curze is now, whether he is dead or not, does it matter?

In the eyes of the rebels, the best outcome for Curze is to die gloriously in battle.

Abaddon's heart is simple. He just hopes that his father's great cause can be completed, and they, the Space Marines, deserve to get the status they deserve.

They were the ones who conquered the huge human empire. Why should the false emperor hand it over to those ignorant mortals who only knew how to fight among themselves?

Ezekiel is the representative of Greater Astartesism. He relies on this clear-cut banner to win over many rebels who are dissatisfied with the Empire.

The Great Bearer of Words was currently meditating in a church on the Spirit of Vengeance. Several Blessed Sons, with scarlet blood flowing throughout their bodies and a strong aura of the Warp emanating from their bodies, were quietly guarding their father.

But Abaddon interrupted Lorgar and conveyed the will of the Gene-Father.

"My Father is calling upon you, Lord of the Word Bearers."

Abaddon's words were very blunt, and he did not salute Lorgar. An extremely subtle contempt and disdain flowed from Abaddon, and those blessed sons glared at him.

The captain looked at these Word Bearers with disgust, whose bodies were distorted by the Warp. They were not the first batch of Sons of the Blessed to merge with Warp demons. The Jagged Sun Company had already been consumed in the war, leaving only Angertai alive.

Angertai is a good person, at least better than these guys who have been brainwashed by the warp, Abaddon thought.

No one could dislike Angertay. Abaddon admired his bravery and the fact that he never succumbed to Chaos.

Angortai might be the symbol of the perfect coexistence of humans and the Warp, but Abaddon only felt disgust for these blessed children whose bodies had been possessed by Warp demons.

The Sons of Horus only opposed the rule of the False Emperor, and they also disdained the Warp. In Abaddon's view, they and the Warp only had some kind of subtle cooperative relationship.

The Great Speaker slowly opened his eyes. He could sense Abaddon's less than respectful attitude, and there was no need to ponder the reason.

Horus came to punish.

Lorgar had already received the answer from the original truth he believed in. The destructive storm he had painstakingly created had been quelled, and two of the three primarchs in the far east had already arrived at the battlefield.

The Lord of the Word Bearers did not allow his Blessed Son to follow him, but rose alone from the manuscripts on the ground and went to meet his brother who was chosen by the Four Gods.

"The four gods choose together... heh." A strange thought arose in Luojia's mind.

In the throne room of the Vengeful Spirit, Lorgar saw Horus sitting on the throne. His psychic eyes could see the truth, and the extremely rich blessing of the Warp on Horus was as dazzling as the sun.

"The four powerful beings from the subspace really favor him." Luo Jia muttered to himself.

Lorgar did not reveal his inner thoughts. He bowed slightly and saluted his brother, the leader of the great cause.

"My brother, you are here." Horus smiled, then he fell silent and said no more.

The wolf-god played with his weapon called the Claw of Horus. The long claws like sharp swords danced deftly in his hands, and the sharp blades intersected with each other, making crisp sounds like silver bells.

The arc of Horus's claws reflected the light of the candles in the throne room, and flickered on Lorgar's skin, which was written and branded with countless scriptures.

The Great Bearer sensed an extremely subtle murderous intent, which came from Horus.

He knew that if he didn't explain and make amends, he would have a hard time leaving the throne room safely today.

"I'm sorry about what happened in the Far East, brother." Lorgar suddenly sighed and said, "I didn't expect that Guilliman and his men would break through the storm of the original truth so quickly. The prophecy was broken, and an external force interfered with our plan."

"Yes, my allies told me the same thing, but I don't want explanations, I just want Terra."

Horus said this with hint of meaning, and Lorgar was a little stunned for a moment. The other party's connection with the High Heaven was even deeper than he had imagined.

It turns out that Horus still needs to communicate with the Warp through him. As the Primarch who has done the most in-depth research on the Warp, Lorgar acts as a bridge to help Horus and others connect with the Warp.

But ever since the wolf-god went to Moloch and passed the trial of the gods, he has been neglected. Horus no longer needs his power, and his divinity has become increasingly stronger. This is not a good sign.

Lorgar resisted this change, which would undoubtedly cause his voice in Horus' camp to continue to shrink.

Horus gazed at his Word Bearers brother. How he wished that the person assisting him was the talented Lord of Five Hundred Worlds.

Guilliman possesses unlimited potential and wisdom. As long as he has the support of Guilliman, Horus is not afraid of any enemy. However, he is too stupid to see through the hypocritical face of the False Emperor.

He has always been a maverick, running his own small empire. Could such an ambitious person be loyal to the emperor?

This is impossible!

And Sanguinius, Jaghatai, Horus couldn't understand why his beloved brothers would not follow his great cause. Was he the only one who saw through his father and realized that the Emperor was selling out the future of all mankind in exchange for the opportunity to become a god?

In the temple of Davin, Horus saw the future clearly. He saw the Emperor sitting on the Golden Throne. He was infinitely close to God. The suffering and souls of mankind were devoured by him, gradually awakening an extremely dark and terrifying existence.

It's all fake, all fake. The imperial truth and the great crusade are all just for his own selfish interests.

Horus, resentful, fearful, and horrified by the Emperor's lies, sought out the Warp as an ally to stop the Emperor's limitless ambitions.

In order to liberate the entire galaxy and free all mankind from the terrible future of the Emperor's ascension to godhood, Horus did not hesitate to let the entire galaxy burn.

Chapter 428: The Master of the Furnace

"On the battlefield in Ultima Segmentum, we learned that the lackeys of the false emperor had mastered a variety of forbidden technological creations. It was precisely because of the sudden deployment of weapons and equipment that Guilliman was able to easily end the Shadow Crusade launched by you and Angron."

Horus said that as the supreme commander of the camp against the false emperor, he would naturally pay attention to the situation on the battlefields.

It can be said that except for the unsatisfactory situation in the Extreme Star Region, they have achieved rich results in other war zones. The empire has been retreating step by step, and the support the Wolf God has received is far beyond imagination.

Horus waved his hand, and the Dark Mechanicus priests on the Spirit of Vengeance controlled the servitors and brought up some heavy weapons and equipment.

"There are at least four distinct iterations of the adamantium armor. Our enemies are constantly improving. And this one, Kyberhar told me, is a strong interaction material with even stronger properties than adamantium."

The Wolf-God rose to his feet, pointing his massive power claws at a collection of captured items spread out on the ground.

"This is the individual equipment of the Mortal Auxiliary Army. They are more elite than the Sun Auxiliary Army. You want my warriors to fight against these completely unfair enemies?"

"Everyone who follows me is precious. They share the same ideals as me and offer me precious loyalty. However, due to your stupidity and incompetence, more and more awakened people have fallen on the road to overthrowing the false emperor."

Lorgar raised his head suddenly and looked into Horus' eyes. There is an old proverb that goes: The eyes are the windows to the soul. He did not see in Horus's heart the regret he claimed for the death of his followers. That was not his true thought.

Who controls Horus' body now, the Wolf God himself or those powerful beings in the Warp?

Lorgar found himself losing control of the rebels. Everything that happened to Horus was beyond his plans and calculations, and he was losing control.

"Lion brought three war weapons they called Thundercloud-class planetary battleships to the Beta Garmon Cluster. Even my Spirit of Vengeance is no match for them. They are relics of the Golden Age of Humanity. Kebhar told me that he cannot replicate them."

"Kyberhar failed me. I thought that after unlocking the forbidden technology sealed by my father and opening the Moravec Vault, these dark Mechanicus would be able to make great contributions."

"Except for the Demon Engine which is OK, what about the rest? It's a bunch of garbage!"

Hearing this, the Dark Mechanicus priests around them immediately trembled.

They were ordered by Horus to crack the new technologies that emerged in the Empire, but time was too tight and Kyberhar had not yet been able to produce a creation that satisfied Horus.

Originally, according to Horus's expectation, after acquiring a large amount of Warp knowledge and forbidden technology, his army would have a more powerful armed force than the Loyalists. However, now, contrary to his expectations, they are at a disadvantage.

If Horus went to the Beta Garmon Cluster to fight Lion with the current strength of the Legion, he would know that he would lose more than he win.

Horus suddenly regained his composure, put away his power claws, and became calm again. There was no sign that he was just scolding Lorgar for his incompetence.

No one could fathom the Wolf God's mood, which was as unpredictable as the ebb and flow of the tides in the subspace.

"Tell me, how can we destroy those foolish brothers and his legion in the Beta Garmon star cluster? If we don't bite the bullet, we will never be able to enter the solar system and overthrow my father's throne."

Lorgar took a deep breath. Horus' attack did embarrass him, but fortunately he was not without a solution.

As soon as the Storm of Destruction dissipated, the Great Bearer had already tried to ask for help from the High Heavens again. They needed a stronger force to fight against the Imperial army assembled in the Beta Garmon Cluster.

More warships, stronger weapons and equipment, more demon reinforcements, otherwise they will stop at the gateway of the solar system.

After continuous sacrifices and rituals, the High Heaven finally responded to the call of the Great Bearer, but it was not the four evil gods of the Warp worshipped by Lorgar, but a strange being.

He calls himself the Lord of the Forge, a powerful Warp Demon and the ruler of the Soul Forge. He is not a slave or subordinate of the four Chaos Gods, on the contrary, he has his own sphere of influence and unique status in the Warp.

"Vashtor?" Horus read out the other party's name. It was a strange name that they had never known before.

The Warp is like this, with too many unknowable things drifting in it. Even the Four Chaos Gods are just a few of the more powerful beings in the Warp.

The Chaos Gods are the Warp, but the Warp is not the Chaos Gods.

"He claims to be able to help us? Is that so, Lorgar?" Horus asked.

"Yes... Warmaster." Lorgar seemed somewhat reluctant. In fact, he did not want to introduce Vashtor to Horus.

The Great Bearer is well aware of his unique position in Horus' camp. He is the one who has delved most deeply into the Warp and plays a role similar to that of a middleman.

Whether the Warp Demons want to have more followers and influence in the physical universe, or Horus wants to get more help from the power of the High Heaven, they need to go through the bridge of Lorgar.

Having Horus communicate directly with the Warp would mean that his role would be reduced.

However, this Lord of the Forge was different from the Warp demons that Lorgar had dealt with in the past. After responding to Lorgar's call, he directly revealed his true purpose - He wanted to find Horus.

However, Horus is in a special state now. He cannot communicate with the Warmaster directly, so he can only find Lorgar, hoping that he can serve as a bridge between the two.

Naturally, Luojia did not agree. He claimed that Vashtor communicating with him was equivalent to communicating with the Warmaster, but the other party was obviously not very interested in the Great Bearer.

If Horus had not pressed him hard, Lorgar would not have told him this news.