If the spikes on Iron Warriors's body are worn away, the Imperium troops will subconsciously regard them as Angel of Death of the Emperor.
But Emperor's Children is not the case. No matter what emotions Fulgrim had when he chose to fall into Chaos, these descendants followed him without hesitation. Emperor's Children's fall Shen first appeared during the Horus Heresy period, and the rebels with a slightly normal mind were deeply disgusted with Emperor's Children's behavior. After all, they were trained by Slaanesh, who was the best at pleasure and indulgence.
In the long history of the Legion's fall, the vast majority of the Emperor's Sons had confused minds, only acting on the pleasure of their bodies and the emptiness of their souls. Did they ever think of their primarch father when they experienced pleasure in various extremely crazy ways? When they stood up in the filthy and indistinguishable liquid, would there be a trace of regret in their hearts?
Fulgrim cannot see the mental activities of each Emperor's Children, but he can analyze them by recalling his own behavior.
When he was having sex, did Fulgrim ever think about his promise to the Emperor?
Don't be kidding! Why do you think Fulgrim indulges in sex? Of course it is to escape pain! Just like some people will use alcohol to relieve their sorrows and temporarily escape from problems, Fulgrim and The many games played by Keeper of Secrets made him forget his responsibilities and obligations, his glory and promises, the Emperor and his brothers, and even his regret for killing Ferrus Manus with his own hands.
Fulgrim's hands trembled slightly, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Look at his children. The shiny golden eagle on the shoulder armor is covered by a layer of tanned human skin. The purple paint looks dull and dilapidated because it has been wetted with blood and other liquids for a long time. The body exudes the smell of perfume mixed with the pain of the tortured. Part Emperor's Children even inlaid a few Soul Stone on the armor. If Fulgrim hadn't been standing here, they would have been crushed to ashes by the angry Aeldari.
His eyes were filled with horror, but Fulgrim couldn't get angry at all, because the things he had done were far more excessive than what his children had done. He could see the shadow of his old depravity in the current Emperor's Children, and in a daze, he felt that he was still the disgusting and stupid space eel.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that he could actually be involved with these terrible guys." The whispers of Expeditionary Force soldiers fell into Fulgrim's ears, which made his already uncomfortable heart twist even more.
"Hehehe... What's wrong? My father?" A Emperor's Children company commander whose limbs were chopped off said while vomiting blood. He became like this because he was not willing to surrender to the current Fulgrim. "Aren't you happy for what we are now? We are the closest to perfect existence in this universe."
"There is no perfection in this world." Fulgrim responded sadly, but this did not convince that Emperor's Children.
He struggled and spat blood at Fulgrim, angrily scolding Fulgrim for shamefully betraying their expectations.
Amidst the yelling and scolding, Fulgrim closed his eyes. Now he even began to weakly think about how much better it would have been if he had not chosen to rebel.
But there is no regret medicine in this world.
Fulgrim walked over step by step, used a long sword to kill the yelling Emperor's Children, and then asked Emperor's Children who was kneeling to him, "I am a terrible father, are you still willing to follow me?"
Emperor's Children looked at each other, they didn't answer, they just knelt there blankly, not knowing how to respond to Fulgrim.
Alas... let my father judge me... What qualifications do I, a sinner, have to condemn my children?
Fulgrim's tangled and painful emotions were well reflected in the eyes of Konrad Curze, who was hiding in the shadows. An uncontrollable smile appeared on his pale and sickly face.
Yes! That's right! You are just like me! All monsters! All monsters! None of them are good! Hahaha!
He hissed a few times, and Konrad Curze's smile instantly faded. He smelled the smell of sin, and smelled the dirt squirming in Biel-Tan Craftworld.
Oh! Yes!
This place is too big! There are too few people and it's chaotic! So there are many little bugs who want to bite a piece of meat and leave quickly!
Konrad Curze took a deep look at Fulgrim, who was looking sad, before leaving. The mocking excitement just now disappeared, leaving only sadness and questioning.
"My brother... it's all your own fault that you are like this, and you shouldn't be like this."
Following the stench through the shadows, Konrad Curze found a group of cautious thieves in the corner of the abandoned Arknights. For them, every scrap in Arknights was a treasure that could be traded.
"Damn...Abaddon is an idiot! This war has become meaningless! No torture! No looting!"
"But at least he gave us a chance to meet Aeldari Arknights."
"Haha... that's right. The things found here are enough for our trade. The pig-headed nobles have always been interested in Aeldari's things."
Night Lords operates in this abandoned area, and all the sounds of communication are sealed in the armor. They appear more as mercenaries or Raider in the Chaos legion, and rarely attack Imperium for reasons such as offering sacrifices to the evil god.
Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the failure of 13th Black Crusade is doomed. Everyone is looking for a way out for themselves, and those who do it fastest and with the least psychological burden are Night Lords.
However, defeat is a defeat, and they still have to find a way to make a profit to stop their losses. The resources looted from Cadia are simply not enough for them to operate the war gang, so they decided to focus on Biel-Tan Craftworld.
"... Have you ever felt an inexplicable sense of terror?"
While passing through the shadows, a Night Lords said coldly.
"You coward! We are the embodiment of terror! We are the only ones who can scare others!"
The other Night Lords yelled and cursed at him coldly, but this still couldn't make the uneasiness in his heart subside a little.
As they walked, other Night Lords also noticed something was wrong. The shadow like a close friend now looked so dangerous and terrifying. They vaguely saw a darker darkness approaching them in the darkness.
"Ah!" A scream came from the darkness, followed by the terrifying sound of armor being torn apart and flesh being crushed. Space Marines's strong vitality only made the painful wail last longer. The despair and terror contained in it made other Night Lords feel horrified.
"Aeldari's guards?" Night Lords was shocked. He escaped from the darkness and stood back to back in a relatively open field, aiming the weapons in his hands at the surrounding darkness.
The Night Lords swallowed by darkness was still screaming in pain, which made them worry about their fate.