Aribas Must Die

Emperor's Thought Fist, thoughts flow like a spring! (皿)

The Emperor's Thought Sword, I will never forget it! (A*)

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Emperor Horus's Palm, for all eternity! (.·√-)/ Thirty years of solitude under his rule, the First Returned Son!

The most unforgettable gift: Centaur Ring!

Ulano's investiture: Imperial Warmaster!

Quack--Father, I really love you--Chirp (;)--Wah wah--Ya ya--Hehehehe.

If Mordred were to describe his impression of Horus, it would undoubtedly be this timeless, legendary verse. He had observed it far too often, and could see a hint of Oedipus traits in almost every Primarch.

Its gravity is so strong that even Mordred declared it invincible, and everyone was acting like lunatics. Even Perturabo, who had undergone the Titan Training Method, was showing signs of having a relapse.

It made him wonder if he had come to some dark and brutal Galaxy Brawl, or rather, the 76-episode Legend of Zhen Huan, where people were constantly yelling and screaming, and there were so many people and so many different characters that if you turned away, you wouldn't know what happened next in five minutes.

All I know is that there's a power struggle within the imperial harem, and everyone loves Chancellor Cao.

Looking at Horus, who was completely unconvinced, Mordred knew exactly what this guy was capable of. Even if he was stuffed into a puff pastry by the Four Small Vendors, he would still shout, "Father loves me! I love Father!" and even dream of building Pantheon and giving the Yellow Skins a position as Mother Goddess.

No wonder Sunburned Ogryn, was terrified when he saw this scene. If you want to fight for power, you can do it. Even if you put it in Dorn Little Pony Bro, the Stone Man would have to call and ask what's going on.

"Second Brother, can you tell me about the brother you saw? What kind of person is he?"

Horus was very curious. Ever since Mordred heard the name Colchis, he had been slumped on the sofa sighing. Could it be that his long-lost brother was mentally challenged?

"Luojia? There's nothing to say about this weakling. Unless he's some Golden Shining, Peerless Macho Man, he's just a nobody on the street."

"But then again, Luojia looks a lot like Old Man Huang, you could say exactly the same, a one-to-one high-quality replica, which is why I asked you if you had any perverted hobbies."

Upon hearing this, Horus, whether out of a momentary lapse of judgment or something else, suddenly asked, "Since this brother resembles our father, then who do you, Second Brother, resemble?"

"I'm like our mom!"

Upon hearing this, everyone on the bridge turned to look at Mordred, including Atlas, and without exception, their eyes gleamed with a strange light.

The entire Empire knows that the Primarch's father is the Master of Mankind, but the identity of his mother remains a mystery. No one dares to ask, and no one dares to say. No one expected to get such a big juicy scoop today.

This wasn't Mordred making things up; he'd seen it with his own eyes. Even the Yellow Skins admitted it, and he even suspected that the reason he was often beaten was because Old Man Huang had taken out the fire that Eldar had used to make toys on him.

Mordred had no interest in Eldar, that crazy woman; she was just a biological mother, after all. He was concerned with something else entirely.

The diary entry had given him a wake-up call; the name of the Billions of Radiance Master of Mankind was clearly written there. Mordred believed that without external stimulation, that unfortunate Roland would never have been able to escape the control of the Four Gods.

Now that the Emperor possesses such immense power, it means that Great Heresy is inevitable. The Yellow Skins must repay its External Debt, regardless of who the creditor is.

But now that Mordred has retrieved most of the rebellious Primarchs, the question remains: who will ultimately rebel?

We can't expect a bunch of Primarch to get together and play Werewolf, can we?

Moreover, while the other Primarchs are one thing, Luojia is a very important node. Even if he doesn't cause trouble in the future, there will always be another Primarch who will. The Four Merchants will definitely not let them get away with it.

At this stage, Mordred's previous foresight has become a hindrance, giving him a huge headache.

He even wanted to chain up all the Primarchs. "Yellow Skins You Kiya, why are you having so many babies? Even a sow can't reproduce as many times as you."

Despite not understanding it, Mordred wasn't that crazy, but he knew there was one thing he had to do: that Living Beast Aribas had to die!

"Horus, forget about that wretched Luojia. We have more important things to do. I need to kill two people. I won't be at ease until these two are dead."

"Kill whom? I guarantee they'll all die a gruesome death!"

It's possible that Horus had a background in organized crime, which is a good match for his profession.

Grasping his good friend's hand tightly, Mordred said, "These two are none other than Luojia's adoptive father and brother."

"Oh no, this isn't a good idea, is it?"

Horus hesitated after all. This was still far from over, and he hadn't even met his own brother yet. How could he be thinking of killing his parents and brothers? That was too much! How could he Campaign for Warmaster after that?

"What's wrong with that? Second Brother, I'm the Imperial Prophet. I know you kiss the Centaur Ring on your hand every night before you go to sleep, and I also know you collect all of Atlas's Angel of Bliss, even that one that's supposedly a 1:1 replica—"

"Stop, don't say anymore. These two people must be extremely guilty. I believe in Second Brother."

I still prefer your Great, Bright, and Correct appearance just now.

Seeing that Horus was still hesitant, Mordred immediately recounted what those two bastards had done, without exaggeration, since what those two insects had done was already quite beastly.

This is before Mordred mentioned that Aribas would stab you in the back, and before Kor Phaeron revealed his future plan to capture Guilliman and enslave him.

In terms of ruthlessness, Horus is no less ruthless than Zhuang Sen. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, this Gang Godfather of the Cthonia would never allow anyone to threaten his brothers.

But Mordred was clearly more ruthless; he proposed an Orbital Drop, kidnapping Luojia and then leaving, before launching Exterminatus at Colchis to blow the planet up.

"You're going a bit too far, Mordred." Horus certainly wouldn't agree to Mordred's plan; after all, this planet was also the homeworld of Luojia.

Furthermore, Horus himself couldn't be certain whether Mordred's prophecy was accurate; after all, Horus Lupercal believed in the Imperial Truth.

He talks about science.

"I still think we should contact him first. After all, Luojia is our brother. As the saying goes, Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. There's no point in us just talking nonsense here."

Such a rational statement made Mordred realize that she might indeed have been a tiny bit extreme.

After all, the past is the past, and the present is the present. Who knows, Luojia might be a Golden Word Envoy excels in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor!

"That makes sense, you're absolutely right. I promise I'll vote for you next time Campaign for Warmaster. Let's keep the fleet stationary and go down to investigate."

Seeing Mordred's open-mindedness, Horus was quite moved. Everyone said that his brother was bloodthirsty and like a madman, but wasn't this a good thing? He had learned to think.

Unbeknownst to him, as the two flew towards Colchis aboard the Stormbird, the New Higurashi in the fleet quietly opened its engine room.

However, what flew out was not an Imperial fighter jet, but an Aeldari Sails Assault Boat, with Black Knights leader the Khan inside.

Accompanying him were the Sixth Person Atlas's Four Heavenly Kings, the Man-slayer Bee— Kialan, and eight Aeldari Tactical Squad.

Wearing Hazardous Environment Combat Suit and Stealth Camouflage, the Khan didn't waste any words. Through the Mind Network, he secretly contacted his father, Mordred: "Father, we've set off."

"The Khan, I believe in your abilities. Remember to do a good job, and no Gothic is allowed on this mission. Everything for the Empire!"

"Hey ha, Atlas, live forever!"