Those who are capable are appreciated by Khorne, while those who are incompetent are spurned by Khorne and torn into pieces by Flesh Hounds. But now that Khorne's power is weakening, there are limits to Tzeentch The control can be ignored. This also provides a safe space for these officials and nobles in front of Fulgrim. In the past, when demons invaded, how could this group of people who would not be watched by God-Emperor and Khorne survive.
After thinking about this, Fulgrim pursed his lips tightly. They had naively thought that as long as they moved fast enough, even just 50 years would be enough for them to liberate the productivity of many worlds. But now it seems that the most worthwhile thing to do in these 50 years is probably not Great Purge.
His temples were pounding, and he told Konrad Curze to skin them and remove their bones. The sound of footsteps came from the door, and Vulkan walked in with many children in his arms. These children were also dressed in extraordinary clothes, and their good diet made their appearance even more outstanding. Compared with them, the children of poor people are simply two different species.
Vulkan looked at Fulgrim and sighed deeply, "A group of mothers entrusted their children to me. I can't refuse..."
These nobles move really fast... Why not use this ability in a more useful place?
Looking at Vulkan's appearance, Fulgrim also recalled the story of Vulkan bending down to block the gunfire for a child during Great Crusade. For a moment, he began to think about whether the blame should be placed on these children.
"That's why you are stupid." Konrad Curze sneered twice, jumped out from Fulgrim's side, and quickly killed all the trembling officials and nobles. Even the souls in his body were not spared, and were directly sucked into his Warp Essence to continue the torture.
Emperor's Children didn't even react to Konrad Curze's movements. He only felt a light touch on his hand, and pieces of flesh and broken bones fell from his fingers.
The surging murderous intent rushed straight towards the children in Vulkan's arms. Vulkan's expression changed. He felt that these children were innocent and should not fall into the hands of Konrad Curze and suffer torture.
He put the child behind him and blocked Konrad Curze's attack with his broad back. The armor was torn and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off. Vulkan felt a little pain, so he turned around and punched hard.
Konrad Curze jumped up, put his toes on Vulkan's thick arms, and then used the force to turn behind Vulkan.
"They too must stand trial! There are no innocents!"
Konrad Curze screamed crazily, and his dark eyes became more and more cruel and dangerous. Vulkan was not accompanied by Salamander, and the carefully selected Tempestus Scions could not help him. At this moment, only Fulgrim could keep up with Konrad Curze's movements.
"Wait Konrad Curze!" Fulgrim stepped out and tried to catch Konrad Curze. But as Konrad Curze said, as long as he wanted to, Fulgrim and Vulkan alone could not restrict his actions.
Konrad Curze's body and armor became as flexible as running water. The solid metal folded and bent without any damage or bending. It avoided Fulgrim's hands and guided Vulkan's fist towards Fulgrim's chest.
Bang!
Fulgrim was punched, with chest tightness, shortness of breath, and stars in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and gasped for air. Vulkan looked ashamed when he saw this, but did not help Fulgrim. He still stood in front of the child like a hen protecting its young.
"Konrad Curze... wait a minute... they are just children... innocent." Fulgrim said after coughing hard several times.
Konrad Curze escaped from the shadows. He was obviously stimulated by Fulgrim's words. He roared crazily, "They are innocent? They are so innocent! Every piece of clothing they wear and every meal they eat is obtained from the lower class people! Their father and mother are seeking power and usurping the throne. Damn bastards, they are maggots parasitic on the power of their parents! Sooner or later, they will become more like beasts like their parents! They deserve to die too! They are not worthy of sympathy at all! If you pity them, why don't you pity and pity those people who have been purged by them? Their children are also quite innocent, but have these beasts ever been merciful?"
Konrad Curze shouted while covering his head and shaking. Fulgrim knew at a glance that this was a sign before Konrad Curze went crazy. He and Vulkan could only obtain information with the help of their eyes and brains, but Konrad Curze could understand everything with the same precognition as if they were experiencing it, and he did not bother to lie to them.
"That little bastard! You pretended to be innocent and innocent, but you relied on your power to force many people to offer their daughters to you! Two hundred? Three hundred?"
"Me? I have never done that kind of thing." The child pointed at by Konrad Curze shouted in surprise, but Konrad Curze suppressed it with a more cruel tone, "You will do it in the future! If we hadn't come, you would have turned into a complete beast in just two years! For the happiness and justice of those hundreds of people, I will execute you now!"
Konrad Curze screamed and rushed forward again. This time Fulgrim did not stop him and fell into deep self-doubt. Only Vulkan still blocked Konrad Curze's attack with a stiff face. He was also shocked by everything Konrad Curze said, but he still had trust and hope for his child.
"We should give them a chance." Vulkan said, his voice no longer as firm as before.
"No chance! Let them go to hell and apologize to those dead people!"
Konrad Curze seized the opportunity and successfully got behind Vulkan. The frightened boy and girl could only attract more disgust and hatred from him. In Konrad Curze's eyes, their clothes were other people's flesh.
The child was stimulated by Lingchi's screams and Vulkan had a splitting headache. He was irritated, his body became faster and stronger, and he kicked Konrad Curze mercilessly. But at this point The time was enough for Konrad Curze to tear several children apart until only their bones were left. He vomited blood and flew far away, smashed a stone pillar, and lay on the rubble and sneered at Vulkan.
Looking at the blood and minced meat on the ground, Vulkan's lips trembled. Konrad Curze continued to mock, "Your kindness is stupid, Vulkan."
Without opening his mouth to refute, Vulkan closed his eyes and pondered.
The differences of opinion between Primarchs were too scary. No one dared to raise their opinions. Even their breathing was suppressed and gentle, for fear of stirring up the solemn and suffocating atmosphere.
After a long time, Fulgrim helped the seriously injured Konrad Curze up, and then said to Vulkan, "We still have a lot of work to do, and there is no time to waste."
Vulkan nodded and borrowed a flamethrower to burn all the bones. He would protect the weak and those who were worth protecting. So what is not worth protecting? Vulkan couldn't understand, and he didn't want to think about it.
This is much harder than protecting survivors in battle...
Konrad Curze was very satisfied with this. The corner of his mouth curled up. Fulgrim and Vulkan could finally feel a hint of his despair. Now Konrad Curze began to look forward to how the next life will develop.