Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

What's even more outrageous is that when the Wolf God was dealing with the two disobedient Demon Primarchs, his attention was not focused on them at all.

Horus was looking at Lorgar from beginning to end, and then the next second.

The Great Speaker felt like he was flying. Everything in front of him was madly retreating and flipping. An extremely painful feeling spread from his chest. He felt like at least one of his hearts had been beaten into pieces.

Without any unnecessary skills or movements, the Warmaster defeated Lorgar Aurelion with just one blow. His power armor was shattered into pieces as if it was crushed by a Titan, and it continued to collapse and disintegrate with his collision.

He himself was knocked flying, and only stopped after he had pierced through the entire mountain of ruins.

Luo Jia fell into a trance of disbelief, he didn't understand.

Horus contemptuously grabbed his neck with his power claws and lifted him up in front of him.

If the Warmaster wanted to, the indestructible claw knife could cut Lorgar into pieces of fresh sashimi, but he didn't.

Perhaps it was because of brotherhood, or because of the overall situation, or because they were on the same side, he just grabbed Luojia's neck and let his blood flow like a fountain.

The Fallen Phoenix was stunned, and so was the angry Prince of Khorne.

Everything seemed to freeze in an instant, leaving only Luo Jia's blood dripping onto the ground, and then being diluted and spread by the pool of poisonous rainwater.

The scene was so quiet that one could almost hear the Primarch's powerful heartbeat. Lorgar tried to open his mouth to say something, but he could only see Horus' face, which was always shrouded in shadow.

That was definitely not his brother's face. It was filled with divine light, without a trace of human emotion.

An indescribable terrifying pressure spread out, and Fulgrim fiddled with his scimitar awkwardly, while Angron also became unusually honest.

As the demon prince of the Blood God, Angron was not stupid. He understood that the difference in power between the two could be described as a chasm.

For a moment, Fulgrim was even about to break the constraints of his real name, but he was stopped by the Dark Apostle.

Blood gushed out of his mouth. Fulgrim's resistance caused him extreme pain. Even the face hidden under the mask was shattered and disintegrated.

Lorgar turned his gaze to his dark apostle, desperately signaling him to control Fulgrim and Horus to fight to the death.

The Fallen Phoenix has not yet unleashed its full power and true form, just like how he beat Lorgar in the Six Rings of Slaanesh.

However, faced with the orders of his Primarch and Master, the Dark Apostle remained silent.

Then Rajak shook his head.

For a moment, everyone could hear the crackling sound of Lorgar's broken heart.

He wanted to roar and scold his son, but all he spat out was his own blood and broken organs. Even the one blow that Horus had held back had already left him severely injured and on the verge of death.

No! It shouldn't be like this!

Luojia's brain was in a mess, even the Primarch's thinking ability could not react. Why would three gene Primarchs be beaten like this when besieging one?

What puzzled him even more was why Rajak, who had always been loyal and followed him around, also refused his order.

what is this? !

Lorgar did not die so easily, his powerful physique was recovering rapidly, but the psychic power of Horus curbed this.

"No reason, father, because you are the loser."

Rajak came to Lorgar, who was being stepped on by Horus, and spoke word by word.

"In fact, I always thought you were a loser, and now you have proved it."

Then, the real name of Fulgrim that was lingering in his mind disappeared, and the Fallen Phoenix regained his freedom in ecstasy.

Only Luo Jia's pale face was left, reflecting the bitter fruit of failure.

Chapter 577: Deserted by Everyone

If the Great Bearer had a God's perspective, he would know that he was not without a chance.

That was when Horus fell into a coma due to his old wound from the Spear of Dionysus, and that was when he was most vulnerable.

The good soul fragment within him repelled and fought against the other fragments, causing him to fall into a state of loss.

If Lorgar grasped this opportunity, he would be able to truly kill Horus' body in the real universe, thus forcing the Four Gods to choose him as their spokesperson.

Moreover, at that time, only the Sons of Horus were guarding their father, and they were unable to stop the backstab from the Lorgar conspiracy group.

Beings like the Primarchs are extremely difficult to kill. The Emperor used unknown Warp technology combined with his biological technology to create this demigod who can walk on earth.

Their physical bodies may be killed, but their essence cannot be destroyed.

Just like Ferrus who died in Isstvan V, his physical body was indeed killed by Fulgrim's sword, but his soul was taken to the Webway by the Emperor and led the Legion of the Damned to continue fighting.

But unfortunately, Lorgar overestimated himself and underestimated Horus.

When the fragments of his kind soul were completely shattered, the Wolf Shepherd God had completely integrated the power of the four gods into one, becoming a part of himself. In a sense, he is now equivalent to the superposition of the power of the four gods.

No one can defeat Horus in this state unless the enemy's power exceeds the sum of the four evil gods of the Warp.

The trump card that Lorgar relied on - Fulgrim and Angron, who were bound by their true names. Not to mention whether they could truly unleash their power in the real universe, even if they put in their full strength, they would probably not be able to pose a threat to Horus.

It is a bit presumptuous for a mere prince of an evil god to go against the four gods' choice.

This is the naked difference in strength. Horus has completely ascended to another completely different level and realm.

He has transformed into a pure Chaos weapon, a surprise prepared by the four Chaos Powers in the Warp for the Lord of Mankind, a deadly weapon designed to kill the Emperor.

They wanted to use the weapon of Horus to force the Emperor to make the choice he should make.

As a chess player who is able to rival the Four Gods, he has pinned himself to the chessboard and declared himself to be the chess piece, which is really unfair to the great game.

However, just when the sharp blade was forged, Lorgar came up on his own. The Great Speaker was confidently preparing to overthrow Horus, but unfortunately he ran into the Wolf God in his strongest state.

If it was the previous warmaster who had not yet fully integrated the power of the four gods, perhaps he might have been defeated and killed by Luojia's series of killing moves, but now, they were destined to become a ridiculous joke.

Lorgar's eyes were full of resentment and hatred, his eyes were fixed on Rajak, and beside the Dark Apostle, high-ranking Word Bearers such as Erebus and Angertai also stopped fighting with the Sons of Horus.

Abaddon, Eichmander, Falkus Cayber and other Sons of Horus, covered in blood, surrounded their father vigilantly. Groups of Gastlin Terminators formed a tall human wall to block the siege of the Word Bearers.

Luo Jia's sudden betrayal almost caught them off guard. After paying a huge price in sacrifice, they finally stabilized the front line and started to counterattack.

Especially Abaddon, who was blessed by Vashtor himself. The magic sword in the hands of this captain of the Sons of Horus is unstoppable. Even the powerful bodies and armor of the enchanted warriors are like paper in front of him and collapse at the first touch.

Abaddon was like a mad wolf, leading his guards from the Word Bearers to the World Eaters.

He killed so many people that their heads kept rolling and their flesh and blood were shattered into pieces. Almost no one could defeat him.

If Angertai and Kahn had not worked together to stop the opponent's momentum, he would probably have continued to kill his way to the camp of the Emperor's Children.

Although the war between the legions has not yet been decided, there is obviously no suspense in the battle for the Primarch.

The Great Speaker was trampled under the feet of the Wolf Shepherd God in an extremely humiliating posture, and the World Breaker hammer was against his head.

The ambitions in Luojia's heart had now been blown away by the wind, but he was still unwilling to give in. He just didn't understand why things had turned out like this.

Why would his descendants betray him?

In front of him, his most trusted dark apostle, Rajak, slowly walked to the side of Horus, while Fulgrim, who had been freed from the constraints of his true name, wandered around the battlefield with a playful attitude, watching the development of the situation.

"My Lord, this is the choice of the Supreme Heaven."

"You have been deceiving yourself all this time."

Rajak stood beside Horus and spoke calmly, with no emotion appearing under the mask that could not be seen through.

He was trained by Lorgar Aurelion himself and guided towards the path of the Warp. In a sense, Lorgar did train him well enough.

When whispers in the Warp told Rajak that Horus was the right choice, he gave up his feelings and loyalty to the Primarch and stood by Horus without hesitation.

Horus seemed to have known this for a long time, and he looked calmly at his brother who was twitching and squirming at his feet.

"I have given you more than one chance, brother." Horus's deep voice sounded, "You claim to be loyal to Chaos and believe that you are the one who is most suitable to rule everything, but don't you realize it?"

"It's all just your wishful thinking."

"The Gods of the Warp never chose you, what you covet was never yours, and your foolishness has caused our power to be wasted where it should not be wasted."

At this moment, Ullanor was already a river of blood. The Word Bearers, World Eaters, Emperor's Children and Sons of Horus who were fighting each other fell on the land where they had fought together in the past, and bled again on the battlefield where blood had been shed in the past.

In the chaotic battlefield, some special Hydra warriors were jumping camps repeatedly. They were trying to sow discord for some unknown purpose and even dragged down the Iron Warriors who were unwilling to be involved.

Perturabo, who was filled with anger, didn't care about all this and was slaughtering all enemies who dared to provoke them.

Erebus, Angertai and others remained silent, waiting for Lorgar to defend themselves.

However, half of the Hand of Fate's attention was always focused on Angelte, as if he was thinking about something.

Luo Jia's face was covered in blood, and the bright red blood soaked through his skin covered with scriptures, outlining a sad and resolute look.

"Horus, don't you know that you are flawed? The damage left by Leman Russ is not all your flaws. You are doomed to fail in defeating our father. You will make the great game of the gods fail!"

"Gods?" Horus suddenly revealed a strange smile.

"This is the difference between you and me, Lorgar. I never care about the gods. I am not their chosen one."

"Because even the gods must submit to me. I will save humanity from my father's hands and liberate the world. Then my expedition will go straight to the realm of the Four Gods. Only by completely wiping them out can humanity truly achieve its own transcendence."

Even a figure like Lorgar couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he heard Horus finally reveal his true ambition.

Crazy, how crazy! Horus was no longer satisfied with being controlled by the Four Gods. As he said, after the Emperor fell, he would raise his butcher knife against the Four Gods until all enemies were destroyed and perished.

He turned his head and looked at his allies. Fulgrim and Angron were both new favorites of the Warp powers. In a sense, from the moment they chose to ascend to magic, they became part of the Chaos God.

However, in the face of Horus's arrogant oath, they did not show any expression, but instead walked behind Horus together.

Behind Lorgar, only the Word Bearers led by Angertai and Erebus were left. He had been deserted by his friends and relatives.

Chapter 578: Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety, Angertai (Please Follow)

Every ally betrayed him without hesitation. They seemed to have forgotten that they had just been fighting with knives against each other and risking their lives. They stood together so naturally, as if what had just happened was just a farce.

The blood on their swords and power armor had not even completely dried, and the Word Bearers had already been completely abandoned.

"I lost, completely lost." Luo Jia's heart was almost bleeding.

"But fortunately, my legion is still on my side, and I still have a chance to make a comeback." Just as Luojia was trying to comfort himself, half of the warriors in the Word Bearers Legion split away and traced the footsteps of the Dark Apostle Rajak.

"What we follow is the true original truth, father, not your ambitions and dreams." Someone said.

"If I have a choice, I really hope to change a Primarch." Someone else was even more cunning, "Even if it's not a great being like Horus, even Guilliman would be fine. You are not even as good as Guilliman."