Hoho... Do you actually have the same idea as me?
Perturabo narrowed his eyes and glanced at Rogal Dorn's calm face. If Rogal Dorn is willing to give him a look, Perturabo is done You could give him the chance to save the Emperor. But how could Rogal Dorn think so much? He kept walking and didn't pay any attention to Perturabo.
This bastard! He hasn't changed at all in his bones!
Rogal Dorn acted so naturally that it made Perturabo hate it. He was annoyed by Huang Chengcheng's hard stone. So Perturabo also stepped forward quickly and blocked Rogal Dorn from the side. The shoulder armors of the two people with different shapes exploded with many sparks under the huge force.
Rogal Dorn looked at Perturabo with reproachful eyes, like an elder looking at a junior, "Perturabo, don't be so childish, I don't have time to play with you."
Perturabo held back his face, quite dissatisfied with Rogal Dorn's words and attitude. He didn't say anything, but just resisted Rogal Dorn, trying to make Rogal Dorn give in in this simple way. This behavior not only means wanting to save The support of the Emperor's thoughts also inherited the unwillingness to fail to build the palace in the distant past. Sometimes Perturabo also thought that if he could express his wishes and dissatisfaction to the Emperor, would the work of building the palace fall into his own hands?
The brothers who had conflicts fought with each other, and only the Emperor looked bitter under the increasing brute force of Vulkan.
Roboute Guilliman couldn't help but shake his head and lamented why his brothers were all idiots. Then he passed through the scuffled brothers and came to Vulkan. He put his hand between Vulkan's locked hands and opened the lock of power.
"Alas..." Looking at Roboute Guilliman's movements, Sanguinius shook his head slightly, seemingly very regretful, but judging from the slightly raised corners of his mouth, Sanguinius was in a very good mood.
Corax, who was sensitive but not good at words, saw the strange expression on Sanguinius, and he immediately realized that Roboute Guilliman was in danger. Corax had already acted fast enough, but Roboute Guilliman was still brutally murdered.
Vulkan saw Roboute Guilliman and shouted happily, "Isn't this my brother!" Then he let go of the Emperor and opened his arms to Roboute Guilliman. The Emperor It was just a little uncomfortable to be held by Vulkan, but Roboute Guilliman's bones were almost broken by the huge force of Vulkan's hold. The huge pressure from the waist made Roboute Guilliman unable to even call for help.
Fortunately, Corax came. He opened Vulkan's hands, circled Roboute Guilliman with a shadow and quickly pulled away. Roboute Guilliman frowned tightly, covered his waist with his hands and pursed his lips to endure it. If Vulkan had been hugged for a little longer, he would have to think about how to support his waist.
"Vulkan What's going on? Was he so enthusiastic before?" Magnus asked doubtfully. Although Vulkan is one of the best good guys among Primarchs, his current state is still a bit too exaggerated.
The person who answered his question was Aurora. He rushed over and put his knee hard on Vulkan's chin. The latter fell to the ground suddenly, and then Aurora explained, "After War of the Beast, Vulkan's thoughts are a little strange. I think it may be that he and the Beast Warlord absorbed too much Waaagh energy in the big explosion that they both died in. If Vulkan gets excited, he will become similar to Orks."
After Aurora finished speaking, Vulkan also woke up leisurely. He shook his head, his eyes became much clearer than before, and his words were less earthy.
"Ah, my brothers, it's good to see you. And my father, it's good to see you too."
The Emperor nodded. His skin was still tight and painful. However, seeing that Vulkan had good intentions, he did not pursue the matter. He just remained silent like the social-phobic old father Lin Fan complained about.
"I thought Vulkan's situation would be even worse. It seems you guys get along pretty well?" Fulgrim said. When he heard that Vulkan was locked up in a secret room by Aurora, all he could think about was the fancy and cruel room in the Slaanesh's Palace.
Aurora smiled, "Vulkan knows his responsibility. This is his own choice. If just enduring some pain can give Imperium hope of survival, Vulkan will never hesitate."
During the conversation, the two pairs of fighting brothers were still competing. None of the Primarchss intervened to stop the fight. They all looked at the Emperor, as if to say, "As a father, shouldn't you do something?"
The Emperor felt his scalp numb from the gaze. At this moment, he even wanted to turn around and run away to Golden Throne and pretend to be dead instead of standing here thinking about how to deal with the conflict between his children.
But the arrow has to be fired, even if it is not done today, it must be done tomorrow. The Emperor sighed slightly, quietly stood behind Lion El'Jonson and Leman Russ, and slapped them twice with lightning speed, and the cat and the dog got a high-quality sleep like a baby.
"Oh my god..." Magnus pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand, "My father, the emperor of Imperium, has been the victim of fighting against the evil god for thousands of years. At this time, the best way he can think of to deal with the conflict between brothers is to give everyone a slap in the face. I suddenly feel Horus Heresy that it is not all our fault."
Perturabo and Rogal Dorn, who were fighting on their shoulders, stopped for a moment when they saw Lion El'Jonson and Pei Leman Russ falling on the ground. After thinking more, Rogal Dorn removed his shoulders and relaxed his body, but Perturabo took the exact opposite action and continued to push Rogal Dorn relentlessly.
Bang!
Perturabo fell to the ground and fell asleep, with an inexplicable smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. But the one who hit him just now was not the Emperor, but Rogal Dorn who had endured Perturabo's child's temper for a long time.
Rogal Dorn pulled Perturabo up and dragged him behind him, preventing him from sleeping soundly in Throne Room. Vulkan, who was more conscious, dragged Lion El'Jonson and Leman Russ away one by one.
Jaghatai's eyes flickered, everything happening here was providing inspiration for the masterpiece in his heart.
This farce was so funny that everyone was helpless, but while shaking their heads, they were also smiling. The endless fighting turned into this, which made people feel novel and happy to experience it.
"We still have work to do." The Emperor spoke softly. He passed through the passage that Primarchs left and came to the grand door of Throne Room.
His hand was against the door. The door that could have been easily opened was now extremely heavy. Physical and mental fatigue made the Emperor's hand look a little weak.
Some Primarchs came over, Fulgrim, Sanguinius, Ferrus Manus, Roboute Guilliman, Jaghatai, Vulkan, Aurora, Magnus, Lorgar, Corax also put their hands on the door and worked together with the Emperor.