Warhammer Throne

Ryan turned pale with exhaustion, and he leaned against the wall, panting.

"A terrible device. The planet Angland is on is a highly technologically advanced planet, but he enjoys watching gladiator duels." At this point, even the emperor's eyes were a little angry: "They found Anglang who was seriously injured as a baby, then performed a series of operations on him, making him a gladiator."

"A large amount of his brain tissue was removed, leaving behind shoddy electronic components. These electronic components went deep into his cerebral cortex, nerve tissue and spine. Even my best doctors and I cannot kill An. Take out the Butcher’s Nail under Gran’s situation."

"That's really... the crime deserves to die!!" Ryan gritted his teeth.

"More than that, the Butcher’s Nail completely destroyed his ability to regulate emotions. Any emotions can only make him feel extremely painful. Only anger. Only in anger and rage, the Butcher’s Nail will cause his cerebral cortex to secrete a small amount. Chemical substances make him feel comfortable and a little joyful." The emperor said coldly: "So after knowing these things, I know that Anglang’s fall is only a matter of time, but at the time I thought he still had hope of salvation. , So I didn’t intend to kill him. I don’t know if my choice is correct. Sometimes it’s always the case. I always think that the Primitives are my best work. I have been unable to make up my mind to do it, and only then has a series of disasters followed."

"Is Horus, who has gathered the blessings of the four gods, so powerful?" Ryan asked, panting.

"No, Horus is not as strong as you think, I could have defeated him." The emperor walked to Ryan's side, reached out to hold his shoulders to help him recover, and watched Angelang who was lying on the slate with him. "But because of the stupid Magnus, I had to consume most of my strength to sit on the Golden Throne to keep the road closed, which made me weak when I faced Horus, and I... I thought at one time. Horus can still be saved. It wasn't until San Giles and the brother of the Forbidden Army who had followed me for countless years died under his horror that I really understood that Horus was incurable, but it was too late by then. NS."

"So, it's all Magnus' fault!" the emperor said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel, "stupid, arrogant, and self-righteous."

"Magnus was also out of good intentions..." Ryan also tried to explain, but the emperor said with certainty: "No, this is all due to the consequences of his stupidity. He needs to take full responsibility."

Ryan looked at his father's angry look. He suddenly felt worried about his brother's fate. Now that his father has recovered, and he will be much stronger before becoming a tens of thousands of years ago, what a tragic fate will be faced by the rebellious Magnus. ?

He didn't dare to think anymore.

When the father and the son were chatting, Shi Ban, the tall and sturdy figure opened his eyes.

"Countless years have passed, father, are you still reluctant to let me go?"

"What else do you want from me? I have nothing, everything about me has been destroyed by you, and now you have resurrected me? But does that make sense?"

"You saved the Gladiator Angelang, leaving behind the oathbreaker Angelang, the betrayer Angelang, countless times in the midnight dream, I can remember my dead brothers and sisters, these are all Your fault! Father!!"

It was the Gene Primarch Anglang of the Twelfth Legion, and he was awake.

The emperor looked at Anglang’s slender body and motioned for the imperial army to come over and put on clothes for him, and then said slowly: "Remember for yourself, Anglang, when I found you, I warned you, the enemy’s You can imagine the number is too large, you don’t listen, I proposed to send my army to help you, you still don’t listen, you insist on going back and die with the gladiators, out of the responsibility of being a father, I sent you to Of my ship, I will not let my son die in this meaningless battle."

"So what! Father! You only need to send a little, a little of those golden bans, and my brothers and sisters will not be like that!" The Primordial Body of the World Devourer barely got up, and he roared angrily at the emperor. : "You know that we are not the opponent of the slave owner, how can you do that?"

"But you refused! Anglang!" The emperor's face became impatient: "I don't have time to play a guessing game with you, and I won't let you die, this way!"

"Humph!" Knowing that the world-swallower's genetic material was wrong, he snorted and stopped talking.

Ryan understood what was going on.

To put it bluntly, when his elder brother was found by the emperor, he was leading the gladiators to initiate an uprising against the slave owners. The emperor warned him that the number of slave owners’ army was staggering, and Anglang would undoubtedly lose. His brother turned a deaf ear to his ears and insisted on launching an uprising.

Then the emperor proposed to send his own army to help him. Anglang once again categorically refused, so that in order for his son not to die in the hands of those slave owners, he could only directly use psionic energy to transmit Anglang to his ship. ferry.

As a result, the gladiators who had lost their leader were slaughtered, and Anglang's honor was also smeared.

In fact, although his brother refused the emperor’s assistance, he still hoped that the emperor could send reinforcements to help him, but the emperor didn’t even bother to fight the dumb riddle with his son. Since he refused, he didn’t need it. , He naturally would not send reinforcements.

So things became like this, both sides felt that they were not wrong. Anglang felt that the emperor had harmed him and his fellow gladiators, and the emperor felt that you didn't want reinforcements yourself.

"The Butcher's Nail has disappeared from your body. You are now intact and free. You no longer need to be dominated by anger and rage." The emperor said calmly, "All thanks to your new brother, Ryan Macado."

After reshaping the flesh, the butcher's nail in Anglang's body naturally disappeared.

"My new brother?" The Gene Primarch of the World Devourer was confused: "Makado?"

The emperor told Anglang about Ryan.

"Hello, brother." Ryan took the initiative.

"...Anyway, thank you, my brother, you freed me from that crazy state. I feel better now." Anglang had no opinion of Ryan, and then sighed: "Father, you chose to resurrect. I made a mistake! What else do you want me to do?"

"Go back, my son." The emperor also sighed slightly: "I have thought a lot about the endless years of sitting on the golden throne. You need your strength."

"No! Don't think about it, my father!" Anglang retorted loudly: "My honor has been discredited by you, and my hands are stained with the blood of countless innocents. I am no longer the Twelfth Legion. The original body of the gene!"

"What did you do to resurrect me? You have taken everything from me, do you even want to take away my freedom?"

"My family, my gladiator brothers and sisters died because of you, can you understand how I felt? I was teleported to your ship alone, and I watched the gladiators lose their leader. , I was in pain but couldn't do anything. I broke my oath, broke my oath of life and death with my brothers and sisters!!!"

"Have you sent your golden imperial army to help me? Did you send your tall and mighty Titan to help me? You did like Ruth, like Johnson, like Vulcan, personally Come to my camp, do you give me a chance to challenge you? Have you rescued my brothers and sisters and bestowed them glory? No! No! No! Nothing! Some are just Oathbreaker Angelang! Betrayal Angelang!"

"Luo Jia is right! You are an idiot father! You took away my glorious death, and now you take away my glorious rest. You keep playing me between applause, just because What you need! Are you coming here to take my freedom now hypocritically?!"

"No! No! I will never, never will serve you and your human empire again! Forever!" After speaking, the world-swallower Gene Primarch, the unyielding iron man slapped a fierce one. The punch hit the emperor's cheek.

Ryan was stunned by the scene before him.

Anglang, who had just been transformed, was very weak. His punch could not cause any harm to the emperor. The emperor calmly pushed his fist away and said blankly: "Did you calm down?"

"Huh!" Anglang backed up, walked to the side of the slate, sat down, and stopped talking.

"Tell me, Anglang, after it took so much time to save you back, will you go to serve the terrorism again?" The emperor knew that Anglang would not work for him anymore, so he went on Asked, Ryan could faintly feel that his father had murderous intent.

He must not allow Anglang to go back to serve the horror and reveal the secret of Ryan. If so, the emperor will kill the killer himself to destroy his son.

"No, I won't work for terrorism anymore. For countless years and endless killings, I have become a vague shadow. I don't remember anything except anger and madness. I know to kill, kill, and kill. This is not what I want. I just want to find a place to live the rest of my life quietly, without empire, without chaos, without...war." After that, Anglang smiled like self-deprecating himself. How can it be?

"Choose to return to the empire or die here, Anglang, you have only two choices!" The giant sword burning with golden flames has been held by the emperor, and the cold father is waiting for his son's choice.

The stubborn son refused to answer, but just sat there motionless.

The scene was very stiff, Ryan quickly came out to persuade him: "Let's let my brother stay in this world, father. I just need a helper. My brother is very strong and can help me."

Anglang's hysterical appearance was still lingering in his father's mind. The emperor's eyes flickered for a while, and the huge sword burning with golden flames was finally released: "In this case, Anglang, you stay in this world for Your brother can do me a favor. I won't force you to return to the empire. You know what to do."

"Humph!" Anglang snorted again, but there was no objection, the emperor and Ryan knew that he had agreed.

"Ryan, Chaos has noticed that I am returning. I will no longer be able to send you a single reinforcement for a long period of time. You will have to rely on yourself for the next thing." The emperor stretched out his hand. Caressing Ryan's head: "If there are other Fallen Primarchs captured, I will still bring them here to purify with you."

"I will, father, please leave it to me!" Ryan said firmly, but the son was like a little monkey, avoiding his father's big hand and jumping down.

"Heh!" The emperor smiled at the incredible eyes of Ryan and Anglang. He raised the corners of his mouth. It was a gesture made by a father to his proud son: "As a father, I think I You must be worthy of your trust, Ryan, my beloved son, you wait, your brothers will come back one by one, trust me."

The lord of humanity left, leaving only the forbidden army in the mine and Angelang sitting on the slate. Ryan walked to Angelang's front: "Let's go, brother, let's go home."

The answer to him was a sour and jealous voice: "He really likes you, huh! The same was true for Horus at the beginning, and so is now for you. He always likes some of us very much, especially not to see others. some people."

Ryan could only smile bitterly: "Let's go, brother, you must be hungry? Let's go back and have a good meal and have a drink together."

The voice of the Primarch of the World Swallower is still sour: "He likes you but doesn't like me!"

"Brother!"

"Okay, let's go." Anglang finally stood up, patted his butt, and walked out of the mine with Ryan, and the Forbidden Army hid in the dark again.

When Ryan and Anglang came out of the Sharon Forest, Anglang, who was two meters tall, was already carrying a deer and a deer. These were all masterpieces that Anglang grabbed with bare hands and broke his neck. : "Eat this late!"

"...Brother, this is my territory." After walking out of the forest, Ryan pointed to his own territory, along the way, he had briefly introduced the situation of the world and his current situation with Anglang.

Half an hour later, a huge fire was set up in front of the wine chateau led by the Baron Jean, a deer and a roe were hung on the grill for roasting, Ryan and Angelang were holding wine glasses, behind them was a pile of empty Wine barrels.

"It's really a rich and peaceful territory. I like it very much." The Primarch of the World Devourer drank alcohol and ate meat: "It's quiet here. I'll stay here and help you, brother."

"I will seal the Redfish Village in the north near the Sharon Forest to you, Brother Anglang." Lane said softly.

Anglang shook his head and waved his greasy hand: "No, my brother, you can give me some fields to cultivate. I just want to enjoy the hard-won quiet life, I can support myself. "

"but…"

"No need but, this is the request of my brother." Anglang declined Ryan's kindness.

"Well, then, I named my brother a ranger knight." Ryan agreed.

So, from the end of May, there was a big bald knight in Redfish Village in Lane’s territory. He worked hard every day and wielded his **** to plow the land. He seemed to have the strength to make things happen. The bald knight looked kind and kind. He was very simple and honest, harmless to humans and animals, and often helped the serfs to chop wood, boil water and fish, and had a very comfortable life, and was loved by the serfs.

The time has come to June, and Midsummer Festival has arrived.

The annual conscription time has begun.