"Actually, the name of the ship we are on is very interesting, and it is even more smiling considering that her captain is a respectable lady with an interesting name."

Perturabo jumped off his brother's shoulder and took a leisurely walk and sniff on the bridge of the Dominating Dinghe, while the captain, Colonel Motlet, who had become one with the light cruiser, looked strangely nervous—even the lion's judgment was completely uncertain whether the brave and resolute officer was worried that the dog would make some move with a persistent and indecent smell outside her immovable amniotic fluid.

"Yes, Kadomo, I don't think about the mystical metaphors and religious codes and symbols of these details, I only think about how to achieve victory and the destruction of our enemies."

"Well, while most of the changes are beginning to take place, it's still strange to hear you start saying things like 'I don't think about mystical metaphors and religious semiotics'...... You wouldn't have been so confident before I arrived, though it wasn't bad," the dog immediately suppressed the lion's words before he could show his emotions, "how are you practicing?" Your walk through the woods. ”

"With my faithful son Zabriel in the company, I feel pretty good and should be able to go as planned. But this can only guarantee the decapitation part, but not the evil and blasphemous Chaos Ritual Creation and the huge heretical fleet in the outer orbit of Sab. So where have those allies you promised me gone? ”

"Oh, Leon, I can find you some serious loyal Astartes and their fleet to support you in the dark side of this galaxy that can't even get out of the galaxy for half a light year, what else do you have to complain about? Their navigators who are too weak have done their best, and the guide map I have given them is already the fastest and most detailed, and you don't have a transmitter with enough power, and even if we do, we can't send a signal here like a beacon. ”

"My dissatisfaction lies in why didn't you say you had such a help before? If I had such an army and a fleet at my disposal, I would have set up an ambush over Kamath and attacked them directly, instead of coming here with regret after everything had happened to my fallen heirs. ”

"Hmm...... Some processes still have to be dealt with for a little bit of better for everyone, in fact, because this help they may not have existed here before, I can't conjure them for you out of thin air. ”

"What?" The lion's piercing eyes stared cautiously at his stuffed Chaos brothers, "You don't want to fool me with some painted Chaos subordinates, P-Kadomo, if so, I swear that I will never be able to guarantee that the blades and bullets of my son and I will be able to distinguish between me and my heir during a few raids." ”

"No, they are absolutely loyal, trust me, my brother, you can tell this at first sight." "You may not be familiar with them, but have your children been told each other's liveries and identification?" ”

"Yes,—— Kédomo, I'm actually completely unfamiliar with it, it's not very unbelievable, there has never been a record of this kind of legion livery and insignia in the twenty legion sequences that I know of, but you also say that the original name of this warband was a start-up group-to be honest I still think that Kiliman's act of splitting other people's legions is combined with other signs, um-" The lion frowned and looked at the message projected on the retina, "-Iron Heart?" ”

The lion squinted at the depicted emblem: it looked like a metal heart that had been scorched by flames and dripping down molten steel, resting on the palm of a hand that looked like a wolf's claw, and a small crown of thorns around the heart.

"Uh-huh...... You'll know when the time comes, but you can definitely trust them, just like you can trust me. "But let's put an end to this farce before us, or your 'soul' will always be in a wavering threat, no matter how small a threat is, and I don't want us to go back and deal with a bigger threat." ”

"I have not forgotten the consequences of your rhetoric, which I believed in during the Great Rebellion, but now there is no need to pursue it," the lion instinctively warned his increasingly confident brother, "—Cadomo, can't you change your name?" For example, it looks like a skin or a par that starts with? ”

"A progenitor who always doesn't remember to change his words is a symptom of early senile brain symptoms, Leon."

"I sometimes even start to think that you weren't completely devoid of merit in the past, after all, you wouldn't talk to people like that back then."

The lion gathered all his current heirs and gave Colonel Motret the order to retreat after shooting at the desecrated ceremonial buildings in the tracks, and one last glance at the sheepdog with its tail up, then he closed his eyes and began to visualize the misty forest, this time with his brother and his heavily armed heirs close to him.

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The star of the world of Sab has long been a dying red giant, but the scale of the star's dying is completely different from that of the short-lived species, which means that before the star dies completely, the world has millions of years of light and heat for it to bathe in, making it a warm and rich planet, once was.

And in the depths of the desecrated palace in the light of the stars, the lions were gasping for pain in the chains in the center of the circle, these traps and chains that Thraffax had specially set for him made him disgusted and unable to resist, the iron in the blood of the people of an entire planet was extracted to make the chains that bound the lions, yes, there was not a single living person left on the Sab, and the calcium extracted from their bones was caused by the huge octagonal ritual levitating giant structure they had seen in orbit.

"I'm sure you can break free of your ordinary chains with just a wave of your arm, Your Highness." Thrafax stood outside the circle and spoke with a wave of ecstasy to his long-lost Father of Genes, "But just as the Emperor has produced a genetic prototype as great as you, its foundation in the galaxy is nothing more than muscle, blood, and bones, and it's not the materials that matter, but the manufacturing process and the things that are added, aren't they?" ”

Half of the former Dark Angel's face was now burning with unquenchable flames, but the wizard showed no signs of burning pain, and the sound of the Dark Angels' blasters, chainsaw swords, and other weapons firing echoed in the far reaches of the hall, mixed with the roars of the Beastmen and the blasts of Chaos Space Marines—there were far fewer obstacles to their operations due to the sudden and early surprise attack, But the Lion King still decided to rush into pursuit of his heir, who had chosen a path of no return and was willing to let the corruption sink into his bones.

"Talking like this to someone who sacrifices an entire planet would seem too gentle and gentle." A sharp pain gushing from the depths of his soul made Leon answer with great difficulty, as if someone was going to tear his skull out of his flesh and skin along his spine, he endured the severe pain and experienced the direction of the source of this pull deep into the soul and bone marrow, sure enough, Perturabo didn't lie to him this time, it was the silver mirror - the huge silver mirror of Thrafax hanging above the throne behind the magic circle, it was indeed an important artifact of an evil god, and it was also the key.

Then he remembered the instructions Perturabo had told him about all that would happen next, about Thrafax's chaotic vision of taking the lion king's soul so that he could [enter the palace and resurrect the emperor] and the voluntary sacrifice of one of the heirs and the blood of many more.

Perhaps I am indeed old, and he thought so, so that I went against my principles and weakly chose to accept my brother's help, but only because I no longer wanted to see more children who trusted me die in vain because I wanted to choose victory and profit.

"Come on...... the lion gritted his teeth, "I hope this time things can ......"

"What do you say? Your Highness? The wizard held the staff inlaid with the skull of the Aeldari clan and approached his genetic father, "Bella, take off his helmet. ”

Despite Leon Elchanson's reluctance to struggle, the Chaos Chains forced him to his knees, unable to prevent his winged helmet from being unlocked with a click.

The two members of the Ten Thousand Eyes Gang in attendance, the former Dark Angel, whether they were startled for a moment by the lion's aging face or the smile on his lips at the traitors, they didn't have a chance.

The male lion had heard the familiar clatter of its paws on the ground.

The silver of the high, glittering silver mirror melted into a serpent of mercury as if frightened, and the silver serpent snuggled towards Thorafax like lightning, revealing in that moment the infection and possession that it had decided to do but had not carried out.

The shadows of the wizard's body became complicated and circulated like countless incantations, and the flames that had only kept burning on half of his face danced with joy to welcome the demon's mercury harmony, and the demonic fire representing the mystery of fate instantly burned through his entire head, and a pair of huge wings and gorgeous blue-purple feathers instantly grew on his original magic robe and power armor, his hands turned into silver claws, and the profaned knowledge and mysteries of the universe covered his entire body.

His voice was hoarse and hoarse, "Who is this?!" What are you?! How could a lion accept such power?! Variation! Variation! So much change! Such a big change! I can't see the way forward! ”

The Tzeentch Arch, a transformation of the wizard Thorafax, spread its wings in full swing, trying to capture and map the souls of each of the veterans who were about to rush in to rescue the lion, and he almost succeeded, if it weren't for some massive force that tore off his wings and caused him to fall to the ground.

The demon fell to the edge of the circle and screamed, two huge wounds on his back that splattered blood everywhere, and the former dark angel seemed to finally come to his senses as he watched the demon Thraffax turn into and his genetic father and brothers, and let out a cry of pain, brandishing the flame blade and rushing towards the demon, the flame blade pierced the demon, and the demon's silver claw pierced him.

The dog who walked in was clearly in a good mood at this scene, and his tail wagged, and he turned to the lion king, who had immediately broken free from his chains and stood up, retrieved his weapon, and gathered the vigilant children who rushed in.

"Next is the time set aside for your judgment. I'm going to guide the supporters on the track. ”

Perturabo said, walking out of the hall, the door slowly closing behind him.

(End of chapter)