Thank You, Lorgar, for Giving Me the Weapon to Kill Horus

The Law of Faith, the sanctuary for wanderers.

Lorgar Aurelian stared at the Midnight Blue warship. "Quire, is it confirmed? Why did that Night Lords warship attack us?"

"No response has been received," said Quire Vondar, the Chief Librarian, his eyes deep in thought.

"Mauper Hill was killed, and his ceremonial dagger was taken."

Lorgar's golden eyes shone brightly. "That is a divine artifact of the Gods; we must reclaim it."

"The Blood Covenant disengaged from the battle, with the surviving Space Wolves warship close behind."

"Pursue them!" Lorgar roared.

Vondar's eyes gleamed brilliantly. "I sense a shadow—a vast fleet—the fleet of the ' Night Lords'— "

"That warship might just be a rebellious offspring that doesn't obey Konrad. My dear brother's reign of terror is beginning to falter," Lorgar said expectantly.

"Send a communication message to the Night Lords."

"I sensed from Isstvan V that Curze's mind had Distortion and mad; he may have betrayed the Warmaster."

Lorgar stared at Vondar, "Do you know what you're saying?"

"Curze followed the Warmaster and fought against our father. How could he betray us?"

"I must remind you, Lunatic is capable of anything."

Lorgar paused for a moment, then said, "The physics engine is running at full power; be ready to evacuate at any time."

If Curze does attack Sotha, the sacred mission to extinguish the Astronomican will surely fail.

"Yes, sir," Vondar bowed. "And the ceremonial dagger?"

"Dispatch a fleet to pursue the Blood Covenant."

Lorgar's gaze shifted to the holographic image, where midnight blue ships appeared all around.

"My lord, a reply has been received from Konrad's attendant, Shen."

What did he say?

"Lorgar, your lord's punishment will befall you."

The skull mound shook, and a mist of blood filled the entire cathedral.

Lorgar and Vondar trembled together, pressing their bodies against the scepter.

"Konrad Curze, you're just as dull-witted as Guilliman; you've failed to live up to my expectations."

You betrayed me.

"Retreat."

Blackstone Fortress.

Konrad, in his avatar, stared at the Eight-Pointed Star rune array before him. Eight "tentacles" formed from blood spread outwards, embracing the shimmering Xenos Energy Core.

"Lord Curze, Phall Rabol pays his respects."

"The Golden Lorgar is ready for you."

He walked to the center of the Eight-Pointed Star and pointed to a depression in the center.

"Simply cut your finger and drip your blood here, and you will awaken this Xenos Void Bastion."

Konrad stared at Rabol, a thought striking him.

His gaze involuntarily slid down to Rabol's waist, where a black dagger exuded an evil aura.

It was merely a ritual tool, the tool of the Chaos Gods.

Konrad shifted his gaze, fixing it on the depression before Rabol could notice.

"Blood?"

"That's right." Rabol nodded.

"The blood of the Primarch contains immense power; it is the sole medium for activating the ritual array."

"Because your blood was used, you will also develop a close connection with it."

"A single thought from you can drive the Xenos Fortress into action."

A sudden image flashed through Konrad's mind: a pale body stained with thick black.

His body trembled violently, and blood poured into the crater like a waterfall.

His pale arms quickly withered, and his body was enveloped in a thick layer of Blood Red.

A cold sweat broke out on Konrad's back as he snapped out of his reverie.

He stepped forward and walked to the center of the Eight-Pointed Star.

Rabol gripped the Profane Staff tightly, suppressing the pounding of his two hearts.

He will accomplish the great feat that the First Company Captain failed to achieve.

Cole Phaelon nearly pierced Robert Guilliman's heart with the artifact, granting him an upgrade, but ultimately failed.

Today, he will forge an unparalleled legacy, offering Konrad Curze to the Blood God.

Rabol's hand reached for the velvet-covered dagger at his waist.

"Lord Curze, to complete the ritual, this ceremonial dagger must be used—"

A pale hand seized the scarlet right arm. "Phall Rabol, I want to thank you."

"I also want to thank Lorgar Aurelian for providing me with the weapon to kill Horus Lupercal."

What did you say?

Rabol's eyes widened. Curze was a brother who followed in the glorious footsteps of the Warmaster. How could he have killed the Warmaster?

He opened his mouth, about to speak again, when Konrad picked up Rabol and leaped out of the Eight-Pointed Star's range.

Crack!

The Lightning Claw roared down.

Rabol was blown to pieces.

Konrad crouched down, reached for the velvet fragment, and gripped the hilt of the dagger.

The hilt of the knife is embroidered with golden runes and tied with several ribbons inscribed with prayers.

The moment his hand gripped the black leather-wrapped hilt of the knife, it felt as if sharp thorns pierced his gauntlet and lodged in his palm.

The "Lucky One" stared at the black dagger, his eyes Shoota involuntarily, tears welling up and streaming down his face uncontrollably.

[If Konrad's avatar wasn't the Primarch, the "Mystery Pryer" and the "Monster" would probably be blinded on the spot upon seeing this dagger.]

The dagger itself appears to be made of black metal, hammered into a flint shape, and looks quite ancient, seemingly over a thousand years old.

But Nimrod knew that this dagger had only recently been created.

It was originally the Anathame pierced Horus, causing him to fall into Chaos.

The Chief Chaplain of the Word Bearers Erebus, retrieved the Anathame in Davin and then, together with Warp blacksmiths, forged eight ritual daggers.

He kept one for himself and gifted the other seven to Cole Phaelon, Quire Vondar, and Phall Rabol, among others.

One of them eventually fell into the hands of Ollanius Person and was subsequently taken aboard the Vengeful Spirit.

The Old Man in Yellow, who had given up on becoming the Dark King, was completely overwhelmed by Horus, who was sent by the Four Ruinous Powers Gods.

After Ollanius placed the ritual dagger in his hand, Horus was killed by the Chaos artifact forged with the power of the Four Gods.

Aside from the Uniqueness I cannot use in front of the Old Man in Yellow, I have four weapons that can deal with Horus.

Hmm—the harm these four caused him must have been quite different.

The Luna Wolf is most closely associated with Horus and can severely injure Horus, but it should not be enough to kill him.

The Spear of Dionysus could awaken his soul, causing both physical and mental damage, but it was not enough to kill him.

The Fulgerite Spear can kill any Primarch, and in the hands of Primarch, it can even kill the Perpetual Vulkan, but Horus of the Vengeful Spirit is not just a Primarch.

It was a proven ritual dagger, the most suitable weapon to kill Horus.

Nimrod looked at the blade; the dagger's edge was wavy.

The hilts of ceremonial daggers are basically the same, either made of black leather or wrapped with metal wire.

The most distinctive feature of the ceremonial daggers is their blades; each of the eight daggers has a unique shape.

This is because the Erebus who forged the blade was not Warp blacksmith and could not keep the blade sharp during the explosion of Warp energy.

The ceremonial daggers were sometimes curved, sometimes straight, and some were even forked.