The Lion King Was Only Old, Not Out of Temper!

Lion, the Lion King?!

Perhaps others, upon hearing this name, will pause for a moment to reflect on this so-called "Lion King."

Who exactly is this person?

But Alton doesn't.

He was the cardinal of the Ecclesiarchy, and the Emperor pronouncements he recited and prayed about daily contained records of the deeds of those divine children, including their names!

Ryan El-Jonson, rumored to be the first son found by the Emperor, led the Dark Angels Legion and was the undisputed Firstborn. He made great contributions during the Great Crusade, but unfortunately, he mysteriously disappeared in the later stages of the Horus Heresy, and there has been no news of him since.

Why would a Primarch like Coco be here?!

Alton felt his brain go blank for a moment, and he tried to open his eyes wide to see clearly whether the person standing in front of him was indeed the legendary divine child.

However, when his gaze shifted upwards and met Ryan's icy stare, his heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a feeling of suffocation enveloped him!

Am I qualified?!

The Lion King's tone clearly revealed his anger, and even the air in the entire banquet hall seemed to drop several levels because of the Primarch's fury.

"You—you really are the Lion King?"

Alton was already disgusted. He only came to cause trouble for Alvin, how did it get involved with the Primarch?!

"Is there a problem with you?" The Lion King glanced at Alvin, and seeing that he was alright, he relaxed and turned his cold gaze to the archbishop.

"No, no—I just—" Archbishop Alton's mind was a jumbled mess, and he stammered, "How... how did you get here?"

"So where do you think I should be?"

The Lion King sneered, his gaze sweeping over the nobles in the banquet hall, his disgust growing even stronger. "I never imagined that in the short span of ten thousand years I've been asleep, the Imperium —would be reduced to this state by you all!"

Only then did the nobles realize who the "Lion King" was!

"The Lion King is— the Primarch!"

"Lion King, we beg you, please do us justice!"

"Great Divine Child, he has harmed the Imperium nobles; he is absolutely Chaos Cultist! You must avenge us!"

In an instant, the nobles turned their attention to the Lion King, hoping that the Emperor's Firstborn could stand up for them and severely punish the murderer!

"I told him to do it, so what?"

However, the next second, the Lion King's casual remark made these nobles' eyes widen, their throats seem to be choked, and they couldn't speak.

"A mere few hundred Sisters of Battle have made you cower in fear? Do you even have the bearing of Dark Angels?!" The Lion King then berated Afkar and the others. "It seems these past ten thousand years have been too comfortable for you; you've forgotten the Legion's training, haven't you?!"

Afkar twitched the corner of his mouth.

How can you blame them for this? You're looking for a punching bag, but not like this!

Unfortunately, they couldn't refute it. After all, the Blade Legion was originally the sharpest blade of the Dark Angels. No matter the reason, being surrounded by them now was indeed very shameful.

"What are you still standing there for?!"

The Lion King was enraged again and yelled, "Have you finished your work? What are you doing there?!"

"Tsk."

Afkar, who had been scolded, raised an eyebrow and could only vent his anger on the nobles and his subordinates. "Are you all blind? Get to work!"

The Dark Angels, now used as a scapegoat, viciously turned its attention to the nobles who had just escaped, and this time the action was even faster!

If you catch one, kill it immediately.

"Wait, wait—!" Alton was already stunned, and in his panic, he immediately shouted to stop, "Don't kill them, Lion King! They are nobles of the Imperium!"

But the Lion King remained unmoved, like a rock, watching the brutally murdered nobles with an expressionless face.

"Stop them!!!" Alton, who was completely cornered, no longer cared about the Lion King. He couldn't let these nobles all die, or he would have to be removed from his position as cardinal!

The Sisters of Battle hesitated for a few seconds, her gaze shifting back and forth between the Lion King and the Archbishop.

"Who dares?!"

A cold voice immediately made these Sisters of Battle feel as if their hearts had been gripped by an invisible hand.

The Lion King's icy gaze fell upon the Sisters of Battle, and he said in a chilling tone, "If you dare to move again, I'll kill them!"

Faced with the Primarch, a blatant threat, these Sisters of Battle decisively laid down their weapons. They weren't fools.

Disobeying the archbishop's orders might at most result in a reprimand, but disobeying the "Primarch's" orders could mean the difference between getting out of here and not.

"Help me, Archbishop!"

"Ahhh--"

"Help! Help!"

The screams echoed in my ears; they were the voices of the nobles, and their numbers were rapidly dwindling!

Seeing this, Alton was extremely anxious. He couldn't care less about anything else; he knew that if he didn't deal with the Lion King, he wouldn't be able to save these nobles.

So, he mustered his courage and made a decision he would regret for the rest of his life.

"You—you say you're the Lion King, how can you prove you're truly a son of the Emperor?!"

The banquet hall fell silent as soon as those words were spoken.

Even Afkar, who was busy killing people, stood there stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he looked at the archbishop with admiration.

"Prove?!"

The Lion King's eyebrows shot up, and he laughed in exasperation, "You mean, you want me to prove I am the Lion King, Ryan Aljonson, is that it?"

Looking at this extremely imposing figure, and recalling Alvin's actions just now, Alton's evil intentions grew. Relying on his position as the archbishop of the Ecclesiarchy, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, the Lion King has been missing for ten thousand years. We find it hard to believe that you are the Lion King —please understand our predicament."

To be honest, what he said was correct and also gave the Lion King a lot of face. After all, you disappeared for ten thousand years and now you suddenly reappear. Who knows if it's true or not?

"Ha ha ha ha-"

The Lion King was laughing.

Well, as expected of the "Ecclesiarchy," they've become so audacious that they actually dare to question him as an imposter to his face!

Very good, excellent!

Afkar, who knew the Lion King's temper well, was already mourning for him. Did he really think that the Lion King's temper would change after sleeping for ten thousand years?

The next second, the archbishop, who had mustered his courage, felt a gust of wind, and then his head felt as if it had been struck by a large iron rod. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

Snap!

A resounding slap sent Alton spinning like a top in mid-air for over a dozen seconds before he crashed heavily onto the carpet.

This was only because the Lion King had controlled his strength; otherwise, a single slap to the head would have been enough to smash it open.

Who do you think you are? Do you think you're worthy of my proof?

The Lion King strode forward, his imposing aura carrying a terrifying weight, until he stood before the archbishop who had been swatted away. Looking down at the howling, agonizing Alton, his words were devoid of any disgust. "You should be grateful. If it were 'Leman Russ' standing here, he would have ripped your head off!"

Alton was nearly concussed by the slap. He stared blankly at the Lion King, his reason completely consumed by rage. He screamed madly, "You—you won't prove it, which means you're guilty. You're an imposter sent by Chaos! Kill him now!" Afkar closed his eyes.

Very well, you have guts to dare call him Chaos and a fake to the Lion King's face.

"My imposter?!"

The Lion King sneered, drawing the "Sword in the Lake." A powerful aura surged forth, an indescribable pressure descending upon everyone. The blade shone with a dazzling light, illuminating his face as if gilded. "I am the Lion King, Ryan Eljonsson, and I hereby declare—I, the Firstborn of the Emperor, the father of the Dark Angels, have returned!"

The Warp is vast, Stormfront are raging!

The name of Ryan Aljonsen reverberated throughout the entire Warp like a tsunami!

Bathed in dazzling golden light, the aura unique to Emperor permeated the banquet hall, causing every Sisters of Battle to kneel in reverence.

The Warp's solfège, the Emperor's miracle!

Without exception, these are the most powerful pieces of evidence. Even in the Star Language Tower of Hive City, the Star Whisperer have heard the Lion King's name!

He... he really is the Lion King?!

Alton was stunned. His reason, which had been consumed by rage, returned to his mind at this moment, but he knew—he was finished!