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Chapter 1014 368. Round table discussion (Part 3, Sons of Horus, 3k)

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Chapter 1014 368. Round table discussion (Part 3, Sons of Horus, 3k)

"So, he can indeed read minds." Perturabo said slowly.

"Your focus is a bit strange." Dorn followed closely. "It seems inappropriate to discuss this matter now. Besides, didn't you find any clues? He has basically never covered up this matter."

Perturabo glanced at him, rarely remaining calm and rational during his conversation with Dorn.

The Lord of Steel folded his hands and said slowly: "So, this means that he knows what we all want, but he ignores it."

"You have been farming with him for so long and you came to this conclusion?"

The bandaged Mortarion shook his head in disappointment: "I thought you would give a more insightful answer."

"For example?" Perturabo looked over provocatively.

"For example, he actually did it on purpose. He was simply forcing us. He knew that we had character and psychological problems, so he planned to choose the most unreliable ones, which was us."

Mortarion's eyes under his hood were very calm, it could even be said that they were calm to an extreme degree.

".Do you really think so, Mortarion?" Vulkan asked complicatedly.

"No, I just hoped he would say that so I could contradict him."

Mortarion answered calmly.

"Looking back on the past, I have discovered that our father may not like to speak clearly, he has self-sacrifice and extremely serious mental illness, but he is by no means ruthless. Don't rush to refute me, Perturabo, you

It's just a rebuttal for the sake of rebuttal. I can see from your eyes that you have no intention of questioning him at all."

The Lord of Death turned to look at Rogal Dorn, who looked back calmly.

".You just want to anger Dorne." Mortarion whispered. "Right? It seems that farming is still useful. At least it can help you see something clearly."

The Lord of Steel slowly turned his head away and stopped talking. Konrad Curze, who was tied to the chair, nodded happily to Mortarion, indicating that his joke was well told. Crows of Crows

The Lord held him down with his backhand in annoyance.

[After meeting his father, Horus Luperkar found alone that there was no other similar person beside him and his father. ]

[It is true that his father had revealed to him information about his lost brothers, but the galaxy was simply too vast. The Primarch's knowledge grew every day, and he eagerly learned about everything that might come in handy in the future.

Knowledge. The more he studies, the more he understands how difficult it is to find all his brothers.】

[He had been worried about the fate of his lost brothers at midnight, but no matter what, as soon as dawn came the next day, he was Horus Luperkar again.]

[While the Primarch was learning, his generals were also undergoing a change. The children of Corthonia were recruited, and they entered the service of the Sixteenth Legion of the Lord of Mankind. Through the blood of the Primarch and the Emperor

With the wisdom of the emperor, when Horus Luperkar's boyhood ended and he appeared in front of everyone as an adult, they had also become qualified warriors.】

[Then, there is the history of the Sixteenth Legion gaining glory for themselves in the war. They are irreproachable and undisputed brave warriors. Under the leadership of the Primarch, they are invincible. If this were my own book

, I would be very willing to share their classic battles with you. But I can’t, because the emperor’s will is urging me.]

[This is the memoirs of our Lord - so, let us enter the most painful betrayal, and I will lead you readers through this tragic history. Brothers killed each other, and the hopes gathered together were destroyed. 】

"I must tell you. Horus."

Sanguinius spoke in a low voice without looking at his brother: "There, I am the one who made you die."

Horus did not answer, but rubbed his brow tiredly. In just ten minutes, he seemed to have experienced another period of life. Those similar but different experiences, another person depicted in the words

Lifelike.

He almost stood in front of him and asked - why did you betray him?

I don’t know. Horus Luperkar smiled wryly. He should have had many reasons, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn’t say any of them.

"At least you are even." Jaghatai said in a surprising tone. He stroked his long beard and narrowed his eyes slightly. "How do you feel? Do you feel better, two noble Primarchs?"

"Please, Chagatai—"

"-Please, Sanguinius, stop being so sentimental. Sometimes I really don't like your kindness. Why should you feel regret for something you didn't do?"

"But."

"No buts, brother."

Horus smiled - don't explore whether there is sincerity or disguise behind this smile, you just need to know that he behaves normally.

"Go on, Center." He said softly. "Sorry, please pause for us."

The text continues to scroll.

[Betrayal is a cruel term, especially in our empire. I have seen countless people who were accused of being traitors being taken away or executed on the spot. And among all the traitors

Among them, Robert Guilliman is undoubtedly among the best.】

Everyone heard a heavy sigh at this moment.

[At first, Horus and his legions knew of only four betrayers. Robert Guilliman, Sanguinius, Rogal Dorn, and Ferrus Manus. However, as time passed,

With their advancement and the news sent back by the cursed Lord Istvan V, they learned that there were five other betrayers. Leman Russ, Leon El'Jonson, Korvu

Corax, Jaghatai, Vulkan.]

[Please remember these shameful names, because they are not worthy of the slightest sympathy. They have set off an endless wave of blood in our world, shaped us today with hatred, and repaid those who love them with killing. 】

【They shall burn in Hell.】

How to describe what happened next?

Robert Guilliman closed his eyes. He had known about this for a long time, so he was not surprised. Sanguinius lowered his head sadly, he did not want to think about those things again - and the blade of his sword.

The feeling of another person brushing against his own neck.

And Corax. He was just breathing heavily, at least on the surface. Konrad Curze stared at him and seemed to be smiling.

What about the rest?

Well, the center of the magic circle is using magic to fully strengthen the stability of the room - just from this description, you may be able to get a glimpse of it.

Rogal Dorn stood up. He carefully and without any image moved in front of the paused text, and then began to observe carefully. He counted every name carefully and carefully dozens of times.

After finishing this, he sat back on the chair.

Then he slammed his fist on the tabletop of the round table.

A loud noise resounded in an instant, and his power almost shattered the table. Although it was repaired in the next second, Dorn's anger was real.

He didn't say a word, but Perturabo didn't laugh at him. The Lord of Iron looked at Dorn calmly, admiring his gaffe at this moment, but didn't mock him.

He thought of another thing.

Ferrus Manus - Existing in the form of a heroic spirit, the taciturn Medusa sighed, seemingly not surprised. His arms were still shining, and his own face could even be reflected on them.

Fulgrim looked over worriedly, but only received a smile.

He mouthed: I knew it a long time ago.

The heroic spirit's face seemed to be burning, and his smile was extremely calm. He accepted his fate of death early on, but he also saw more things clearly.

Then, at the other end of the round table, a lion was roaring.

"Reveal the truth to me, you damn hateful intelligence!" Leon El'Jonson roared. "Why is my name on there too? Tell me!"

"Negative, I don't hate intelligence."

"You're not?! Okay, then I'll pretend you're not for now. I can temporarily tolerate your existence, but it will definitely not include this kind of slander without any reason! You have slandered my name!"

"Negative, this is the memoir of an emperor from another world - written by a victim himself. There is no slander in it, only the coldest and most rational truth."

"the truth?"

The lion trembled and spat out the word, then repeated it twice: "Truth? Truth?"

"Calm down, Leon El'Jonson. You have been acting very rational and mature recently, but I found that your personality is not much different from the personality analyzed in the previously collected information."

"You still have a strong self-esteem. Please think about it carefully. Your brothers' names also appear on it, and they have no objections, such as Robert Guilliman and Sanguinius. Or the silent Leman Russ.

And Corvus Corax. If you still feel insulted, then please take a look at Angron and Lorgar Aurelion in front of you."

The Center calmly announced: "If you want to seek evidence, then I will project the Dark Angel chapter after the end of the Sons of Horus chapter. Do you wish so?"

"."

The lion didn't say anything in the end and just sat back down.

And Chagatai Khan

The Chogorian smiled calmly, unaffected by anything, and even had the energy to comfort Vulcan beside him. The Fire Dragon Lord had fallen into a strange state, with his upper and lower jaws constantly opening and closing.

He kept breathing, as if he wanted to speak, but could never say a single word.

"Relax, Vulkan." Chagatai whispered. "There is nothing to be angry about. Use your calm mind as a philosopher and blacksmith, and let us continue to watch."

There is another chapter, by the way, I got the chapter number wrong again, eh.

(End of chapter)