With Trajan's operation, the entire stasis force field emits green and blue light and gets brighter and brighter over time.

When the light was so bright that even the Janissaries would feel uncomfortable, a violent impact swept across the laboratory without warning, and Trajan and Sersk were blasted into the blast walls of the laboratory, where they collapsed to the ground, and tables and chairs scattered and smashed into pieces.

Outside the lab, the Shadow Prison Officers rushed into the lab, spears of the Guardian and sentry blades aimed at the lab covered in the dust raised. Trajan and Sersk struggled to their feet.

Trajan gripped the Watcher's Axe in both hands, and the "instantaneous shackles" around his waist were ready to adjust the time and space around him.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the lab, and a majestic giant stepped out of the dust, more than three meters tall enough to look down on the Praetorian soldiers (2.8 meters) wearing power armor.

Horus was resurrected, and the genetic protogen, who had been killed by the emperor 10,000 years earlier, was resurrected 10,000 years later by the emperor's forbidden marshal. And now, he was about to attack those who had resurrected him

Trajan looked nervously at the demigod giant in front of him, he knew very well that among the forbidden army, the only one who could fight against the genetic prototype was the first forbidden army marshal Waldo. Himself, Thirsk, and a dozen Shadow Prison Officers alone couldn't survive ten minutes in front of the Primordial, even if the Primordial didn't wear power armor.

Horus looked around at the tall corn spirits surrounding him, clenched his fists, and rushed towards the tallest, most ornately armored one.

Trajan watched in horror as the Primordial charged at him hurriedly activated the Momentary Shackles, and the time around the Forbidden Marshal was accelerated so that Trajan could dodge the Primordial's attack.

The Shadow Prison Officers used the blaster guns on the Spear of the Guardian to shoot at Horus, and the blast shells that could have pierced through the regular power armor only hit Horus with a fluttering foil.

Thirsk swings his halberd and slashes at the Original, but is held up by the Prototype with one hand. Horus grabbed the halberd and pulled it hard, and the poor warden was picked out and slammed into the wall. Immediately afterwards, several prison officers swarmed up and tried to besiege the original body, but Horus used Thirsk's halberd to destroy the key mechanism within the power armor. In just a few seconds, the forbidden army was paralyzed to the ground with sparks.

At this moment, Horus suddenly dodged towards You without warning, and then the power axe with a blue arc slashed at the place where Horus was standing from behind. Immediately afterward, Horus reflexively punched Trajan in the chest from behind.

The punch sent Trajan into the wall, and the Aurora Power Armor's breastplate, which was covered by the hard armor plates of the Bright Gold, was cracked all over by the original body's punch, and Trajan's nose and mouth were bleeding. The original body picked up the power axe and flew a forbidden army that pounced on him, and looked at the remnants of the forbidden army prison officer who surrounded him again

"You are weak, but you are also tenacious" Horus threw down his power axe and pulled Trajan down from the wall, carrying the Janissary Marshal.

"Now, get me a robe, I don't want to go naked to the emperor."

The prison officers of the Forbidden Army looked at each other. Then Trajan, whom Horus was carrying, groaned and said, "Do as he says." ”

One of the Praetorian soldiers quickly left the dark corridor to carry out the execution, but the other Praetorian Army remained staring at Horus.

"Please put me down, Lord Horus," Trajan waved his arms. With a thud, Trajan was thrown straight to the floor. After struggling to his feet, Trajan grumbled as he fiddled with the bits and pieces of his shattered breastplate

"You were ruthless, Lord Horus, and if I hadn't known you were loyal, I would have thought you were going to kill me."

"That's because you're too weak, marshal, if you're as strong as Valdo, then you can at least make a dozen moves in front of me." Horus said as he put on the robe that the Praetorian had just brought.

"And it's just a warm-up game after my recovery," Horus said, waving his arms, "Now, let's meet the ruthless Emperor who has been paralyzed on the Golden Throne for 10,000 years." ”

"You should call him Father, Lord Horus, and you must be respectful of the master I serve." The marshal protested.

Horus let out a sneer: "Hah! Father, I don't admit that He is my Father, and He never saw me as a son, and in His eyes we are just tools to use. ”

All his love was given to all mankind, but not a single trace was left to his sons, and even if he had had a trace of concern and love for Anglon, Coz, and Petubola, the Great Rebellion would never have been so violent.

The Marshal of the Forbidden Army was speechless, and could only silently lead Horus to the Golden Throne. After passing through the labyrinthine complex palace buildings, Horus and Trajan finally arrived at the "Throne Room", the core and most important place of the empire

The remains of the Emperor are placed on the golden throne in the throne room, and his power keeps the Star Torch burning to ensure the existence of the Human Empire. The Janissal waited outside the door, and Horus entered the throne room alone.

Pushing open the golden door, Horus was shocked by the emperor's current situation, despite his mental preparation. The flesh of the throne is just bones wrapped in a layer of shriveled skin. The Genoplasma could even hear the painful murmur of the Emperor's shattered soul.

The shriveled body surrounds the squeaky machine. His sword lay flat on his lap. Sorrow pervades.

No sooner had Horus reached the throne than a powerful psionic energy swept through his brain like a sandstorm.

"Number 16"