Death and Corruption

(Bonus chapter for Song Yixue, the ranking expert)

"More than a year after the Ullanor Triumph, Sejanus was sent to make his first face-to-face contact with the rulers of Planet 63-19."

"And at this moment, an unfortunate fate was sealed; a major diplomatic blunder led to Sejanus's assassination."

"Nothing was left except for the wreckage of the warship."

"Impossible! Sejanus is invincible! How could he possibly be dead?!"

But he's dead.

Dead!

Sejanus is dead!

Horus absolutely could not accept this outcome!

63-19!

Right!

"Abaddon!"

"Exist!"

"63-19, immediately check the conquest progress of the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet, then find that damned place and issue the Exterminatus!"

The 19th Planet conquered by the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet.

Even if we search through them one by one using the process of elimination, we can find it. Once we find it, we'll blow up that place immediately!

"Yes!"

"No need."

"Curze, what do you mean?!"

"That area was already cleared out by Dad's guards, physically eliminated."

"Wh... what?"

"Yes, once Dad actually possessed enough power, he had already eliminated those potential future threats."

"How come we haven't heard anything about any of this?"

"Don't even mention you, I didn't know about this, not even the Emperor."

"Old Kamon told me all of this after Dad disappeared. Only the Shadowbat Guard and a small part of the Necrons forces knew about the entire operation."

Uncle... I didn't know all along, and you've done so much.

"Alright, the brief emotional outburst is over. Let's continue the story."

The Night Haunter's indifferent voice rang out again, but at this moment, his voice sounded terrifying to everyone's ears.

"On the Planet Davin, Horus dueled with the possessed Eugene Tamba, and was then wounded by the Cursed Blade in the latter's hand."

"That Cursed Blade was infused with the deadly poison of the Grandfather; from that moment on, Horus himself completely lost consciousness."

"Then, immediately afterward, at the instigation of that bastard Erebus, he was carried into the Davin Temple by his own Scions."

"There lies a corrupting gift package prepared for him by the Warp God."

"Well, to be honest, Horus's Legions are pretty pathetic; they're completely brainless."

"As Legion under the command of Warmaster, they couldn't even scrape together enough resources to create a single Stasis Field, which is far inferior to Roboute's sons and grandsons."

Roboute was cut by Fulgrim's blade, and his descendants at least knew to put him in Stasis Field. Luna Wolves was different; he simply carried his Dad into the Temple.

"Desperate times call for desperate measures."

The Night Haunter sighed, then got up and stretched his limbs.

"And then?" Roboute asked.

"Don't rush me. After saying so much, you should at least let me have a drink of water to calm down."

"What time is it? You still have the mind to drink water?" Russ said.

"Tch, in my original destiny, I just became a madman, and I'm already dead. It wasn't me being carried into the temple, nor any of you here. In fact, this destiny has nothing to do with any of you. What's the rush?"

The Night Haunter leisurely sipped his water and took out a plate of Fruit, which he then ate slowly and deliberately.

At this moment, everyone was extremely irritated and anxious watching the Night Haunter's performance.

That agonizing feeling drove them almost crazy.

"What? Are you about to go crazy? You're supposed to be Primarch, can't you be a little more mentally resilient?"

"I've been tormented to the point of death by that Prophecy since I awoke, and yet I've still served the Imperium of Man for decades."

Sanguinius couldn't stand it any longer. He walked up to the Night Haunter, snatched the fruit plate from his hand, and threw it on the ground.

"Now is not the time to relax, Konrad."

"Ha, angel, if this were before, your Prophecy abilities might have been troublesome for me, but now your Prophecies aren't as strong as mine. Do you believe me?"

Looking at the angel who was now in a bad mood, the Night Haunter felt a sense of familiarity.

That's more like it.

That's like the Great Angel who put himself in a coffin and launched himself into space.

"Alright, Sanguinius, let the Night Haunter rest. I'll handle the rest."

"Curze?"

"The Night Haunter has been in my mind since I was a child, and I also know about the original line of fate."

"Under the Corruption of Erebus, the Luna Wolves carried Horus into the Davin Temple."

"Then, under the guise of healing, Erebus performed an ancient Corruption Ritual."

"Horus endured this ritual for seven days, but he ultimately could not survive."

"This time, the poison on the Cursed Blade was specially prepared for him by the Grandfather. Coupled with the fact that the Huangpizi was inherently inhuman, his purge of the Thunder Warriors was truly ruthless."

"The Warp Gods exploited this; they showed Horus a future where the Space Marine was betrayed."

"When Horus's consciousness was in a state of flux, they seized the opportunity and ultimately, Horus was successfully corrupted."

"Then, Horus began plotting a Horus Heresy."

"Of course, because of the four Chaos Gods, Horus always believed that he was saving humanity's future from the False Emperor."

"However... about his desire to become the Dark King, to place the Slaanesh False Emperor's throne on Slaanesh's throne, and then to have a Pantheon together or something, cough cough, let's not talk about that."

Um?

Everyone looked at Horus.

Horus then realized what was happening and quickly denied it.

"Impossible! This is all a conspiracy by Chaos Gods!"

"Hehe, 'First-Returned Son,' 'Thirty Years,' oh dear, I wonder who came up with all these cheesy phrases."

"Let alone hearing it once, just thinking about it is terrifying."

"Night Haunter, shut up! Can't even Fruit shut you up?!"

"Oh~ Someone's getting impatient. I won't say who it is, right? Wolf of Fenris."

It's hard!

Horus hardened his fist!

He had never wanted to beat the Night Haunter as much as he did today!

"Ahem, you just said seven days?" Mortarion asked.

"Yes, it's not easy to endure seven days under the corruption of Chaos Gods."

Mortarion didn't speak, but simply looked at his Grandfather.

"Don't look at me like that, Xiao Mo. Seven is my Sacred Number. Everything is the result of fate. Just like I said at the beginning, the outcome of fate is already determined, and no one can change it."

"Sacred Numbers?"

This was the first time they had ever heard of this concept.

This concept was originally summarized by Lorgar during his later pilgrimage to the Warp.

There's still no sign of it.

"Yes, every god has their own Sacred Number. I am seven, the God of War is eight, Tzeentch is nine, Slaanesh is six, and the Emperor is thirteen."

"Even Emperors have Sacred Numbers?!" Sanguinius asked.

"That's natural; after all, there are five of the four great Chaos Gods of the Warp. That's common knowledge."