"I said before that I used to fight with Dantiok."

"That's not all the truth."

When the clones all retreated, alerting Locke as a freak hatched from a chaotic fetus, Locke only slowly explained.

"I didn't survive by being stuffed into the deathclaw parachute chamber by Danteok, but I was shamefully limbed and captured by a traitor to the Emperor's Son Legion."

"And then I survived at the hands of those traitors."

"They tortured me, blinded me, peeled off my skin, and turned me into a mad madman with all sorts of abominable chemicals."

"But in the end, I survived, as tenacious as steel."

Locke tapped his armour.

The armour looked like armor attached to an iron hand, and its entirety was attached to Locke's limbs, rather than the obvious wear of normal Astarte armor.

The same is true of both his feet and hands.

And Locke's eyes are not the eyes of a creature, but an excellent bionic prosthetic eye that has been disguised.

Obviously, the implants and various prosthetics he uses are of good grade, so under normal circumstances, it is not obvious that he is actually covered with all kinds of implants all over his body, and the ratio of organic biological tissue and metal to a body is fifty-fifty.

"During the battle between Lord Regent and Vogrim, the ship of the Emperor traitors I was on was shattered and fell, and when I woke up, I found myself in a tribe on an unknown planet."

"It's the tribe of the Skinless."

"Because my skin has been stripped of my captors, the skinless people regard me as one like them."

"They took care of me, taught me to pray to the gods, taught me how to survive."

"That tribe of skinless beings has a being known as the Mother, and that Mother is a Chaos fetal sac that has been abandoned with the planet."

With that, Locke put his helmet back on and looked at the skinless ones.

"Then something happened, the Skinless tribe was slaughtered, but I survived, I took revenge on the executioners, I was in pursuit, I fled until I found my home again."

After listening to Locke's explanation, Horus looked at Magnus.

The psionic glow in Magnus's eyes dimmed, and he looked at Horus and nodded.

Seeing Magnus's reaction, Horus knew that this guy had already read Locke's mind, in fact, he knew everything, he just didn't say it.

"!"

A shout caught Horus's attention, and he turned his head to see that it was Perturabo who was questioning.

"You said that you fell into the hands of the emperor's traitor, so how can you still be alive?"

"You said that the tribe of skinless people who saved you believed in the emperor, are you kidding, the emperor didn't even go up to the golden throne when you followed Dantiok! A group of mutant believers who are older than the state pope? ”

"If you are sent by someone else to act, give me a good performance, don't give me this kind of useless bitter drama!"

In Locke's eyes, it wasn't a clone of Perturabo who questioned him, but a thunder warrior, so he felt strange.

"He's telling the truth, but there are some things that even he can't figure out." Magnus defended Locke, "What he's not saying is that he's endured much more than skinning and other cruelty. ”

Perturabo jerked his head to look at Fogrim.

The Clone of the Emperor's Son's original genome, Forgrim, was also present at this time, and he already knew very well what his own body and his children had done.

So Clone Fogrem not only believed that Locke's skin had been stripped off, but also believed that his skin was hanging on the body of some traitor to the emperor at this very moment.

"You bastard has a fight with Perturabo." Locke ignored the strange "Thunder Warriors" and turned to communicate with the Skinless Ones, asking them if they knew any clues about the war blacksmith that the Thunder Warriors wanted to hunt.

Peturabo glanced at everyone and roared coldly: "Are we here to fight or to travel?" We've been running around, we don't know how long we've been in this shit place and haven't found that damn war blacksmith, Horus said we're going to kill the war blacksmith, and he told us this, when did he become so unprofessional? ”

After speaking to the other brothers, Perturabo pointed to Horus: "There is only one truth!" That is, this bastard didn't want to kill any war blacksmith at all, he made up a random reason to trick us all over, and looked at this and that along the way, like a bunch of bastards who came for an outing. ”

In the memories of other original clones, Peturabo would not have said so much, and if a clone is not even different from the original clone in terms of personality, then it cannot be called a clone.

Horus didn't feel that Perturabo was inexplicably angry like the others, he was just surprised that Perturabo was aware of it.

And so it is.

In the eyes of the other brothers, Perturabo is a positional and technical nerd, emotionally disabled, and does not check the degree of people's hearts and minds that Ryan has.

But Peturabo is thick and thin, and his mind is actually very sensitive.

He could perceive things that others were not so perceptible, but he never said it.

However, this kind of mental sensitivity is not psychic reading, and Perturab was not sure at first that Horus was going to pull him over to test him, he only vaguely felt so, because Horus always let him go ahead, and let Angron, a guy who could feel other people's emotions, walk beside him.

And when the decapitation turned into a trip, Perturabo felt that everything he and his brothers had experienced since coming to the Ring was directed against him.

After seeing the skinless ones and hearing about Locke, Perturabo instantly felt that he was obviously tired of running into the skinless ones.

There is also the person Locke, his appearance is not right, it is too coincidental, how can there be so many people involved in the infiltration, the place is so big, just bumped into him? Or is he an Iron Warrior loyalist?

It's hard not to think that this trip full of coincidences is a loyalty test for someone, who is clearly himself, and that's absolutely right.

"We ......"

"We ......"

Peturabo said as he fell silent.

He suddenly felt that he shouldn't be angry about this journey, because he was a clone of the original rebel form, and it was normal to be suspected, and there seemed to be no reason to argue with it.

But this is the truth, and Peturabo understands it, but he is not happy to understand it.

(End of chapter)