I Was Born from My Mother
He has seen too many lies, too many deceptions, too many sincerities disguised for profit.
But these eyes Guilliman--
Damn it, why is it so true?
Subconsciously blurted out. "Which province are you from?"
Guilliman opened his mouth and said in a natural and magnanimous tone, "I was born by my mother."
The divine realm fell into an eerie silence.
Asuryan opened his mouth and closed it again.
He wanted to say something, but his brain seemed to be stuck and he couldn't form a single word.
"Mother gave birth"?
What answer is this?
God King Eldar, who has lived for countless thousands of years, felt for the first time what the "art of language" is.
Not subtle, not gorgeous, but the kind that leaves you completely confused as to how to pick it up--
Simple.
Too plain.
So simple that he didn't even know which angle to complain about.
"No, aren't you man-made? Where did you come from?"
"Oh, uncle, you are wrong to say that. I am the only one among the 21 Primarch who has a mother!"
Kaine silently covered his face.
Not for Asuryan, but for Guilliman.
How on earth did this human Primarch do it, in front of Imperial Regent, Eldar God King and God of War, say the words "I was born by my mother" without changing his expression?
People in society will be silent after watching it, and cows in society will cry after watching it.
Asuryan raised his hands to cover his eyes, feeling that the eyes in front of him were so shining that it made him Psionic Energy slightly confused.
"Damn it, the look in your eyes now is exactly the same as the character in your 2k period abstract video that Neoth showed me!"
He thought of the video materials that Neoth had forced his way to.
Those strange images from two thousand centuries of humankind, the characters in them use logic that he can't understand, and speak lines that he can't understand, but their eyes -
That kind of "I'm innocent" and "what I say is true" look.
It is exactly the same as Guilliman now.
"Such an innocent look, I just can't refuse..."
There was a kind of despair in Asuryan's voice.
"Amero, it's too sparkling, don't irritate my eyes!"
"I'm really going to be convinced by this look!"
Guilliman's eyes instantly lit up.
It is a kind of joy of "successful" and a kind of pride of "succeeding in the plan".
His eyes became more and more innocent, even a little wet, and he looked like he would be moved to tears at any time.
He was so excited that he almost wagged his tail - if humans had tails.
Taking a step forward, there was a tremor in his voice. "Really? Uncle Asuryan!"
The cry of "uncle" was so sincere and touching that Asuryan's scalp went numb.
"Of course it's fake!"
Asuryan suddenly put down his hand, with a joking smile on his face.
He pointed his middle finger directly at Guilliman, with a look of contempt on his face that said "I've seen through you", and his tone was a bit teasing.
"My stupid nephew, feel the dangers of the game between gods. This is training you!"
The middle finger is particularly eye-catching in the pale golden light of the divine realm.
Kaine is totally excited.
He could clearly sense the anger and fighting spirit that belonged to Lesser God that erupted from Guilliman.
It was a kind of killing intent different from that of ordinary warriors, with the genetic glory of Primarch, the majesty of Imperial Regent, and the anger of a civilized leader.
It is pure and violent, like magma that has finally found its outlet after being suppressed for too long. It is hot enough to melt everything.
Kaine closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The smell of fighting spirit is so beautiful.
It was so beautiful that the god of war trembled all over his body, and he almost moaned with pleasure.
Every inch of his skin is trembling, every rune is cheering, and every breath is savoring this rare feast.
"Yes, that's it..." Kaine murmured to himself, with an almost pathological contentment in his voice, "A little more angry, a little more violent, and let me feel more..."
And Khorne from the outside world is even more crazy.
He saw Kaine's expression, and saw that damn God of War enjoying the fighting spirit that should belong to him.
The one who is in the divine realm, can feel everything clearly, can taste everything, can--
And what about yourself?
Being locked out.
Like a dog locked out of the house by its owner, it can only scratch at the door like crazy and howl, but it can never get in.
"Open the door! Yamiro! I want to see it too! I want to join the battle too!"
Khorne's roar was full of despair and longing.
His blood ax has been broken into pieces Brass Fortress countless times, but if the fortress is broken, it can be rebuilt, and if the blood ax is blunt, it can be recast, but that damn barrier--
Not moving at all.
At this moment, he was even more frustrated than before.
My heart was filled with unspeakable collapse, and I wished I could immediately abandon the authority of God Chaos and throw myself into the Positive God Realm, just to witness this confrontation between the gods with my own eyes.
"Yamiro!!!"
There was another roar.
This time, even the realm of Slaanesh was shaken, and several demons enjoying themselves were scared to death.
But soon, Slaanesh's realm returned to those unsightly scenes, as if nothing had happened.
Only Khorne is still there, unable to rage.
Asuryan clearly felt that the air pressure around Guilliman was getting lower and lower.
That feeling is like the calm before the storm.
On the surface, Guilliman still maintained restraint, did not draw his sword, did not take action, and did not even become short of breath.
But Asuryan can feel that in that Primarch body, something is accumulating, brewing, and--
About to explode.
If the stimulation continues, this Imperial Regent may really draw his sword and strike him with a merciless blow.
Asuryan quickly assessed the situation in his mind.
In terms of strength, he is not afraid of Guilliman.
Eldar God King vs. Lesser God knows that the outcome is unpredictable, but he is at least 70% sure.
The problem is--
If a fight really breaks out, Kaine, the guy who is afraid of chaos in the world, will definitely get involved.
Then Khorne will go crazy, and other Chaos gods will take notice.
At that time, it will not be a simple battle between the God King and Primarch, but -
The entire Milky Way balance of power will be disrupted.
Forget it.
Asuryan instantly stopped his thoughts of teasing, and quickly waved his hands to appease, his tone was extremely gentle.
"Oh, nephew, don't get excited, let's discuss the battle plan carefully."
He took two steps forward, approached Guilliman, and lowered his voice, as if he was telling a secret.
"The adult world is just a little game between you and me, so why get angry."
Guilliman's brows relaxed slightly, but still did not speak.
Asuryan gritted his teeth.
"If that doesn't work, uncle will introduce you to some girls from Eldar."
He observed the changes in Guilliman's expression and continued, "Gentle and holy. In this way, we can be considered as truly as close as one family."
Guilliman's expression did not waver at all.