Alvin Taught You How to Make a Primarch Go "Crazy" with One Sentence

Alvin you how to make the Primarch "go crazy" for you with just one sentence.

Clearly, the word "mad dog" was incredibly offensive, immediately causing the former Primarch to display a furious expression.

Lorca's sinister gaze was filled with the oppressive Psychic Power from Chaos, and the Crystal Labyrinth, which was already like an illusion, was immediately engulfed in Stormfront.

Visible cracks spread outwards in all directions from the center.

A terrifying shockwave swept in, layer upon layer, while the halo symbolizing the Chaos Star was ignited with the flames of the soul, as if countless tormented souls were emitting ear-piercing screams.

"Say that again?!"

Lorca's tone seemed to contain an extreme chill, causing the surrounding air to noticeably drop several degrees.

There are two things he hates most in his life.

The first thing was that the Monarchia, the culmination of his life's work, was tragically burned down by the Emperor, betrayed by the "truth" he had been pursuing.

The second thing is this phrase, "Mad dog."

The reason for this is that whenever this phrase is heard, a terrifying Dark Figure descends.

And what awaited him was being pinned to the ground and brutally tortured.

This had almost become Lorca's inner demon, but now that it was coming out of the mouth of a "human," how could he not be furious?

"Hahahaha..." However, what responded to Lorca was Alvin's mocking laughter.

What are you laughing at?

Lorca's expression twisted even more, her pupils seeming to ignite with raging flames.

Taking a half-step forward, the Colossus body, brimming with the power of the Chaos Gods, released an indescribable pressure, like several mountains, pressing heavily on Alvin.

"I'm laughing at your... cowardice!" Under this oppressive aura, veins bulged on Alvin's forehead.

His blood, every bone, and even his muscles seemed to have plunged into the Deep thousands of meters below the surface. The pressure from all directions was like a hydraulic press, trying to madly crush his spirit and willpower.

Even so, Alvin persisted, his knees not bending an inch.

He raised his head high, his Psychic Power surging like a tide, clashing with the Chaos Psychic Power of the Daemon Prince. Within a mere dozen meters, visible flames erupted, and space was compressed and cracked inch by inch.

Even at this moment, Lorca was still consciously controlling herself.

Although he wished he could tear this damned human to pieces right now and make him repent in fear.

Unfortunately, he had come on a mission and absolutely could not kill this human.

"Ha, you think you're so strong?" Lorca sneered instead, looking at Alvin with mockery. "I'm a coward, and what about you? A lowly dog, carrying a bone? You think you 'value' me, don't you?"

Lorca's scepter pierced the ground.

With a violent tremor, Alvin was forced to meet the gaze of the spinning Chaos Star in his eyes.

Time was of the essence; the screams of Yifang's followers pierced his cerebral cortex like needles.

He felt as if he had been drawn into a dream, witnessing that day with his own eyes.

The Emperor ordered the destruction of the Monarchia. Lorca knelt in the ruins and roared. In the flames that illuminated the sky, despair filled his heart.

"See that? This is the 'corpse,' the thing that will be given to you."

Veins bulged on Lorca's forehead; even after ten thousand years, his heart was still filled with anger and resentment. "When he abandoned you, you'll understand—he was just a hypocrite and selfish bastard!"

Do you believe you are pursuing the truth?

Alvin's forehead veins bulged out in a cross shape, as if he were under immense pressure.

Although his face was pale, his eyes never showed the slightest sign of submission. Instead, he said with sarcasm, "No, in my opinion, what you're pursuing isn't 'truth' at all. You're just a cowardly piece of trash at heart."

"Shut up!"

Lorca seemed to be stung, and suddenly let out a furious roar.

The sound was mixed with the screams of millions of believers, and the immense malice of Chaos Psychic Power, crashing against Alvin's mind like a tsunami!

Alvin was sent flying by the enormous sound wave.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Alvin was embedded in the wall of the Crystal Labyrinth.

He felt as if the Rock was blocking his chest, making it difficult to even breathe. His limbs and bones were in excruciating pain, as if they were about to shatter.

"You just said your betrayal was because the Monarchia was destroyed?" Even so, Alvin showed no respect whatsoever for this former Primarch, only contempt. "No, even if the Monarchia still existed, even if the Emperor allowed you to spread his teachings, you would still ultimately side with Chaos and become their dog!"

"Shut up! I told you to shut up!"

Completely provoked and enraged, Lorca took a large step, his figure appearing as if he had teleported directly in front of Alvin.

Then, the scepter emitted a sharp cracking sound in the air, as if it had left a trail of afterimages.

Pfft!!!

The hard scepter pierced directly through Alvin's chest.

The immense power poured into his body, instantly shattering his internal organs with the Chaos Psychic Power within the scepter.

The indescribable pain caused Alvin to let out a piercing scream in an instant.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

This pain is not merely physical; it originates even more from the soul.

"Ha, you... you're getting impatient?" Alvin's body was pierced by the scepter, but his expression grew increasingly manic. "Do you know why the Emperor wants to destroy the Monarchia? Why he doesn't recognize you?"

It must be admitted that this statement was very tempting to Lorca.

His face was grim, and although he didn't speak, his hands stopped moving, as if he was waiting for Alvin's answer.

"Because you... were born a dog!"

Alvin strained, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto Lorca's face, and laughed loudly, "You just like kneeling before greater power, Kor'vash was right... You're just a lowly mad dog, who would like a mad dog? No, nobody would like you!"

"Aaaaaah--!!!"

Lorca completely lost her composure, grabbed Alvin in a rage, pulled him out, and slammed him to the ground.

Boom!

Alvin was almost completely embedded in the ground.

Before he could struggle, Lorca raised the scepter again, chanting Chaos sorcery and blasphemous scriptures, and plunged the scepter into Alvin's body.

Lorca gripped the scepter tightly, his face contorted in agony, looking utterly terrifying. He swung the scepter violently, letting the pain engulf Alvin, and sneered in a somber voice, "Now, answer me... Where is your Emperor? Where is he, your tormented queen?!"

Alvin lowered his head, thick blood trickling from his lips.

The piercing screams of his soul, emanating from the scepter, made even speaking difficult. He had to exert all his strength to barely move his lips as he looked at the mocking Luo Jia with a disdainful Lorca: "Children fighting... and only then do they call their parents? You... after all these years, you still can't forget the Emperor, is it because... you're so lacking in fatherly love? So eager to have a father... I'll reluctantly be your father!"

At this moment, Lorca gained a completely new understanding of Alvin's level of sharp tongue.

He had to admit that this human... was far more capable of provoking people than that damned bat!