152nd Unfavored Son of the Lord of the Underworld

"The plan is simple,"

Abaddon said.

"But it requires the Blood God's cooperation."

"Mediocre Xenos, are you truly choosing such torture?"

Magnus-lad asked softly. After all the Greenskins of his own kind had died, this surviving Greenskin had directly changed his name to "Magnus-lad," in remembrance of his better days.

Strangely enough, after leaving the great Underking and the generous Crimson King, the Nether Clan never produced another Greenskin like Magnus-lad.

Even when Magnus-lad personally tried to teach the lads gifted in Psychic Power, no more humble Magnus-lads ever appeared.

"Thank you for your concern, but this is the path I chose."

Before the robed Magnus-lad, the tall figure with dull, almost gray-white hair turned around. Fulgrim looked weaker, but his expression was more relaxed.

The Emperor had sent him to unite the Greenskins and lead this clan into the Blood God's domain, using one blade to kill with another.

The Emperor had done it deliberately. He had intentionally sent Fulgrim, who was highly compatible with Slaanesh, away without issuing an order for him to return. Fulgrim understood the Emperor's intentions. If he were present, those authorities would likely not have attached themselves to the Emperor.

Fulgrim held no resentment over this. On the contrary, he was grateful for the Emperor's arrangement.

His forced fall to Slaanesh ten thousand years ago remained a nightmare. Over those ten thousand years, Fulgrim had learned to accept it, but he still did not wish to face it.

During his time as the Nether Clan's Xenos adviser, Fulgrim had constantly followed the Emperor's movements. In the end, this Primarch chose to ally with the Nether Clan and help him escape the Emperor's control.

For this Primarch, cooperating with Greenskins had once been unimaginable.

But this clan was different.

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