Soon, Conrad's Kertz felt like he had redeemed his world.

There is no crime at all here, there are no murderers except him.

He is the only source of fear and hatred in the entire city.

His people were no longer afraid of crime, robbery, and shooting.

It was only him who they were afraid of. He took all the sins on his shoulders, but he thought he could bear them.

As if his martyrdom had given him strength, he soon saw himself as a ghost of the night.

The following record was taken from a nobleman before he swore allegiance.

He was waiting for us, and only a handful of nobles survived, and as he slowly approached, we thought he was nothing more than a fragment.

He slowly fell down, hiding behind the throne, but then it was he who demonstrated his incredible ability to fly.

I couldn't breathe at all, because seeing his pale, completely featureless body enter the light, I knew he was going to pounce, but I was completely stiff.

But it's clear that we have something else to do with him.

Let us be his tongue, or instrument, so that he may command the subjects of Nastemu, and his command is absolute, and any opposition will be put to death; Either by us or by his power. He would always find rebels and give them an "example" to look at. There was always something in his tone that made me want to run away at all costs, but there was no room for us to escape.

Quite simply, the Night Ghost became the archon of the city.

Desperate and greedy to grab the knowledge of the same kind.

The Night Wraith seems to be rational in restraining himself, but whenever he hears opposition or something unfair, he will always hunt down the opponent himself until he runs out of prey.

Then he would prayed even more, albeit without a clue.

This extreme uncompromising duality and intelligence instead brought his people into an efficient and egalitarian society.

Exports to neighboring planets have been doubled, societies exist in a terrible harmony, people share wealth and, of course, fear. In the shadow of the law, no one dared to have more than their neighbors, and the city prospered.

Neighboring planets followed his policy, uneasy on the side of the Night Spirit's planet.

The history of the Empire records that the planet of the Night Spirits and the adjacent planets were discovered by the Empire that was marching into the distance during the Great Holy War. It describes the events of the Imperial Navy's warships entering the Nast home system during the Great Holy War.

To date, sixteen Imperial scholars have expressed concern about this stupid trespassing.

He figured that he understood why the Emperor's flagship had rushed into that desolate galaxy, even before he knew about the Empire's battleship stat cards.

The people of that planet are described as great wealth, prosperous and consolidated beings.

And according to the predictions, the moon, the victims and the monsters are arranged in a triangle, which is auspicious.

Then the king fell at the feet of the emperor, and everything was so normal. But strangely, the good hope suddenly disappeared from the astrological chart, and the sudden appearance of the signs of the devil and death was pointed here.

But the order to go there has already been given, so I hope this is just my personal suspicion.

The history of Nastromu describes this time as a march towards the light.

The Emperor's landing on the planet led to a heated debate among the inhabitants.

Although the Emperor's arrival brings hope, it will eventually bring disaster.

When the eternal darkness of Nastromu greeted the light of the Emperor's flagship, the citizens of the entire capital overcame their fears.

They stood in the icy streets, looking up at a sight that many had never seen in their lives: the light was shining into their world, and it was growing by the minute.

People stood like children. Many were overwhelmed by confusion and fear, many wept with joy, and many bent over to weep bitterly, believing that death was coming.

The Emperor of Mankind watched the world work and progress with his pleasure.

Civilians are neatly dressed and work together in effective silence for a single goal. At night, the streets are quiet, as if the whole planet is asleep. Obviously, they don't have the glory of the Empire.

But at the same time, their monarch is undoubtedly moving towards a great and indisputable goal.

He has turned this society into a model planet of productivity, efficiency, norms, humanity.

With the attendants, councillors, and aides accompanying the Emperor to the center of the capital, the Emperor's meeting with the Night Wraith was recorded in detail, despite the damage caused to the genogens by some of the Emperor's words during this time.

The messengers of the light, as if known, entered the heart of the capital on foot.

The rain, which was filled with chemical acids, immediately stopped as if he knew the emperor.

In front of them were the citizens of Nastmu, some of whom could not bear the glare of the Emperor, but others were surprised to see that the gray streets through which the Emperor walked were as glittering as if they had been repaired.

Those who dared to look directly at the Emperor were completely burned out by the energy of the Emperor's Golden Armor.

To the surprise of these visitors to Earth, more than one citizen shouted in surprise at the light.

In this report, the Colonel of the Extreme Warband mentions that there are doubts in those eager eyes, because they have never seen the sun.

Some speculate that this is because the energy that rescued them from the old world came from the darkness, and then it was the dark forces that threw them into an absolutely boring life.

At the end of the continent was the Night Wraith's unrecognizable spire, his weedy hair obscuring his eyes from the direct glow of the Emperor.

The crowd dispersed like dead barley in the summer breeze. The Emperor spread his hands and approached the Night Spirit.

Suddenly, the Night Wraith twitched violently, his hands reaching out to his eyes as if they were about to gouge them out. A small scream emanated from the original genogen, and he fell to the ground. His assistant hurriedly stepped back; The Emperor continued to approach and stroke his forehead like a gentleman. It seemed that the most terrible thing was about to happen, and it could only be solved by the arrival of this visitor.

The collapse of Nastemu

The glimpse and offer of hope vanished soon after the emperor left in the flagship.

For the first time, many people have been so happy since the Night Wraith came to power, so they have been freely singing and singing despite the existence of the Night Wraith.

Little did they know, though, that the slowly growing flames of depravity, though still insignificant, would soon consume the world.

In fact, accurate reports of administrators on the planet were sent to Earth's strongholds: depravity, instability, and unrepentance were the main ones.

It was done by a senior executive who was going to commit suicide at the time.

To make matters worse, the Emperor has pointed out to the planet that there are countless wonderful civilizations outside the home galaxy of Nast, and there are even better galaxies in the galaxy, and there is light and warmth in those places.

This is an empty but unattainable hope for people, because everyone knows that these places are far beyond their reach. The emperor's kind hint instead destroyed the last line of defense against darkness: ignorance.

The Night Wraith was quickly educated by the Empire, though his habits remained secret, even when he was introduced to meet the Genetic Brothers.

Under the tutelage of the Emperor's Son Legion, his brother, Forgen, he learned a large number of complex lessons with ease.

He often compares the earth to a paradise, and he also adapts his body to a different planet than his home.

Soon, the Night Wraith was promoted to the spiritual and military leader of the Night Lord's Warband, and his children with his genes were delighted to see their father return.

At the critical moment of the Great Holy War, the Night Wraith pursued a highly unusual military strategy, and his new legion relied on its wits to understand this new strategy.

While he was superior to others in warfare, he was an idiot in negotiations and talks.

For the Night Lord, all he does is use all available means to achieve his goals.

This trend was carried out in the corps and spread until it was widely accepted.

When a goal is apparently achievable with less military force, the Night Wraith often uses overwhelming force to strike at it.

There have even been occasional occasions on several battlefields where the Night Wraith has torn apart opponents alive to reach an agreement.

In the first few years, his legions, with the help of the Battle Nuns, completely destroyed the pagan faith.

The Night Wraith has succeeded in forging his children into hunters who will do whatever it takes to kill and kill them.

Early in his tenure as a military commander, it is recorded that his legion of Night Lords slaughtered a colony that worshipped the gods of agriculture, burning down the entire colony.

Another incident is his dehumanizing launch of a virus missile attack on a planet's continent, because the moving islands near this continent are dedicated to the evil god Shalis, and that continent has a strong defensive force.

The Night Wraith encourages his warriors to paint horror and death symbols on their armor and power armor to enhance their sense of terror.

Severed skulls, death masks, screaming faces, and other brutal images were carefully drawn onto the power armor. In fact, they often used the skulls of their enemies as decorative patterns.

This scheme has proven to be absolutely effective.

Soon the Night Lord Legion became notorious, and some otherwise uncooperative galaxies would suddenly accept the Eleven Tax, cease their opposition, and kill their original opponents, only in the hope that they would not attract the Night Lord Legion.

Because his warriors are trapped in distant battlefields, the Night Wraith orders his hometown of Nastemu to continue recruiting for battle.

He believed that his homeland should continue to obey his orders and upbringing, and was confident that they would work as hard as he had in his time to achieve the prosperity of the empire.

But what he didn't expect was that Nastemu had become a fallen planet, just like it had been before he came.

Only the craziest, savage criminals remain healthy, and it is this group of crazy, savage people who join the sacred Space Marines.

Although the son of the emperor is not responsible to anyone other than the emperor.

The perverse behavior of the Night Wraith is still despised by the brothers.

The traces of the path in Nastrom still exist among the brothers, and the Night Wraith rarely enjoys pleasure with his brothers except with his assistants.

He became agitated, often frightened by the sight of his own tragic death, and did not care much about the war. And he didn't want to mention this feeling himself, but hid deep in the darkness.

The feeling of loneliness slowly grew, and the rift between him and his brother grew.

The Night Wraith's belief in Chaos was not budding until some time later, only due to his extraordinary respect for his brother ---- Falgen, his teacher.

Folgen's abilities may allow him to peer into the twisted souls of the Night Wraith, though his abilities could be used in a better place.

What can now be summed up is that when Folgen visited the Night Wraith, the Night Wraith felt that he had to admit some feelings to Folgen.

Receiving Folgen's response or inducement, it seems that the Night Wraith told Falgen all the illusions that he would be killed by his own father and that his children would kill each other instead of killing the enemy, and he even stated that the light that the emperor brought to Nastemu would only destroy his hometown.

Folgen immediately told these stories to Rogdowne, a brother who believed in the emperor in every way. These discussions and descriptions sparked a confrontation between Rog and the Night Spirit, which led to quarrels and fights.

“…… Rog lay on the stone slab, gasping loudly, blood soaking his robes red, and his body mutilated.

On the body of this great samurai was a terrifying white gargoyle. It was as pale and terrible as the Night Ghost. With a heavy gasp, his long tangled hair covering his black sparkling eyes, he screamed madly at us, his anger tormented by the same guilt. ”

Neither this nor what happened after that has been recorded, but the genogens have a meeting in the absence of the Night Wraith.

Their decision is no longer known, but the whole incident has been buried as a disgrace.

When the meeting of the Progenogen disbanded many hours later, they found that the Night Wraith had vanished, and his terrible guards had been slaughtered down to just one.

The hallways, walls, and ceilings were littered with dark red blood and broken bones.

The Night Wraith had already fled on a Legion ship.

Before the Genoplasma could catch up, he had disappeared into the subspace.

The Great Rebellion of Horuth

After understanding his brutality. The forces of chaos are vying to woo the Night Spirit

。 It was by this time that he had become extremely insane, always leaving evidence of every world that had been brutally slaughtered in the galaxy. No world is safe, and it is becoming increasingly untrustworthy that the Language Night Spirits will launch an all-out attack there, and the Imperial Scouts have been following the trail left by the Night Lord Legion, and have been transmitting unimaginable pictures and messages to the Imperial Throne.

It is a despicable act to spread horrific massacres and widespread mutilation of civilians in the name of the Emperor.

However, the violent slaughter of disrespect and blasphemy has become the signature of the Night Lord Legion, who spread brutal revenge on every planet they have landed.

The Night Wraith no longer fights in the name of the Emperor, he has denounced the Emperor as a weak hypocrite. Now that this genotype is fighting in the name of death and terror, he is extremely good at how to better manipulate this horrible arsenal.

The Night Spirit's physiology was also extremely noticeable, his lips turned outward, his muscles piled up, and his tumorous palms twisted into the shape of a grasp.

Shocked by his son's brutality, the Emperor was compelled to order the Night Wraith to answer and explain in response to the condemnation, and ordered him to attend the meeting immediately and take responsibility for all the actions of the Legion.

But just as the decree was issued, the slow but powerful Imperial laws could no longer punish the Night Spirits, as an unprecedented rebellion was becoming a reality.

Roth Ho, the Emperor's most appreciated and beloved son of the Genoplasm, manipulated the rebellion of several Star Marine legions and fell into chaos.

His actions completely proved his betrayal in the planet's massacre of the Legion of Brothers.

The decree calling for the trial of the Night Spirits and the Night Lord was immediately put on hold.

Soon, the empire split and a full-scale civil war began.

The Night Wraith quickly formed an alliance with Horus, and it became increasingly clear that the Night Lord's claims against the Emperor were true, and that they were about to launch a series of unusually brutal genocides on the eastern frontiers of the vast Empire, and that they had no recourse to the forces of Chaos, and that they despised absolute faith in Chaos.

Correspondingly, their genetic protogens believe in death and terror, and eventually become a form that even they hate. Soon, the entire legion that had once proudly fought for the emperor was completely replaced by brutal killers and shameless criminals.

They are not loyal to Chaos, they are simply using the chaos it creates as their tools against humanity.

The entire realm of the Human Empire trembled under this terrifying legion, and slowly but surely, the Night Lord slowly carved a path to Earth with blood.

Even when the end of Horuth's great rebellion came to an end, and the chariot of the Great Priest of Chaos finally slowly crashed and gradually burned, the Night Lord continued his terrible revenge.

They continued to harass the Human Empire, and a series of systematic massacres and destruction were carried out one by one.

The Night Lord's goal remained the same on the surface, but it was clear from the battlefield records that the direction of the Genogen's campaign had changed, and all of their originally advantageous plans were carried out in the opposite direction, and their strategy was no longer like a sabotage force but more like a suicide army.

More obviously, the Night Wraith may have been well aware that the Emperor had finally made the decision to deprive him of his life, of course, through the assassins of the terrible Temple of Karidos.

Nearly half of the Caridos assassins were mobilized to assassinate the genogen, hoping that his death would put an end to the legion's misdeeds once and for all.

The Night Wraith's final words become one of the greatest mysteries in the history of the Empire.

It is speculated that the assassin Martha was intentionally allowed to explore the strange palace of the Night Ghost, which is a living living entity. Martha, who guessed that she would encounter countless guards and heretics, did not expect that the entire hall was filled with flesh and bones, but it was empty.

Kinetic listeners are mounted on Martha's bizarre lower arm armor, ensuring static balance in the assassin's mind. It is this piece of equipment that reflects the opposite side of the twisted genetic protoplasm and the intrusion Angel of Death, which is excerpted below:

In a pool of darkness far away from the throne and the bones of his victims, a carpet of screaming faces drew the assassin's eye to a pair of multitubulous and bare lower limbs, where the Night Ghost was sitting.

His madness and hatred emanated from afar, and could even be detected by detection instruments.

Martha paused as the fallen genoplasm looked up, nervousness reflected in her face and dark eyes.

After a long time, a thick voice of pain and contempt rang out, and the Night Ghost spoke.

Your presence does not surprise me, assassin. I'll know from the moment your ship enters the eastern border.

But why didn't I kill you? Because your task and the actions you are about to do reflect the correctness of what I have tried to say and do.

I'm just trying to punish those who have sinned, just as your hypocritical emperor now seeks to punish me. Death is nothing compared to this perfect proof. ”

The motion detector then dimmed for a brief moment as Martha jumped downward, and the final scene showed a pair of dark, staring, hateful eyes, and below that was a maniacing mouth with almost no lips. Soon, the detector stopped working for no apparent reason...