Chapter 344: Road to Expedition: Micaiah Conference

Magnus stood in this small circular waiting room, which had exquisite statues, exquisite murals on the walls and colorful mosaics under his feet. From all angles, this is a beautiful place, a masterpiece that can be called the life's work of a skilled craftsman.

In fact, this entire palace was built to welcome the Emperor. Yes, in order to welcome the Emperor who holds the titles of Supreme Leader of the Imperium of Man, Writer of the Imperial Truth, Initiator of the Great Crusade, Advocate of Reason and Knowledge, the Imperial Fists and the Iron Warriors worked together to build this palace for the first time.

Yes, you heard it right. Since the Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists have joined forces, and they have not fought before or during the process, whether it is their warriors, their leading officers, or even their Primarchs Rogal Dorn and Perturabo, they have maintained amazing restraint.

After all, this is not surprising. With the Emperor about to descend, the internal strife between the two legions will only make the two Primarchs and their descendants lose face in front of the Emperor, and not only the Emperor, but also all the other 16 expeditions that came to the gathering and the remaining Primarchs.

Therefore, Rogal Dorn, who values ​​honor, and Perturabo, who abides by the way of reputation, put aside their hostility towards each other and worked together to build the Holy Flame Palace to welcome the Emperor's arrival under the condition of "loving each other as much as possible".

But Magnus could see that even so, the competition between them had never stopped. Everything here was extremely luxurious, using the life-long efforts of many skilled craftsmen. Even many of the building materials were not in this star system at all, and could not even be found in the neighboring star fields. In order to achieve perfection and suppress each other in front of the Emperor, the Imperial Fists and the Iron Warriors could also spend all their blood.

The result was satisfactory. Everything here was magnificent, especially the statues. Rogal Dorn had a master builder named Varhos Catrimp, a mortal. If Magnus remembered correctly, he was famous for his sculpture skills.

Magnus had the honor of admiring many of his works. Even in the Great Library on Prospero, there stood a huge statue made by Master Varhos. It was a statue of a scholar in deep thought. The lifelike statue, with all the details like a real person, impressed Magnus so much that he could recognize the statue in front of him at a glance. It was made by Master Varhos.

There was also a statue in this waiting hall. It was the statue of the Emperor. The tall Lord of Man sat on a rock, wearing a simple scholar's robe, holding a book in his hand and looking at it thoughtfully. There were many books stacked on the stone beside him.

"What a irony." Magnus thought to himself. This statue portrayed the Emperor as a learned man who pursued knowledge and mysteries, but today in this hall, he was being judged for pursuing mere things. Magnus looked at the statue, and its existence was almost a silent irony. He wondered what the Emperor would think if he saw it.

"Hey, Magnus, what are you still doing here?" A voice sounded from the side. Magnus turned his head and saw Vito walking in from the golden gate on the side of the waiting hall. He was dressed casually as always, a black jacket and jeans, with a bolt gun hanging loosely on his waist.

"You're about to stand in front of all the Primarchs and the Emperor, but you're still dressed so casually? Where's the Marshal's uniform that Fulgrim gave you?"

"That thing? Forget it. I might as well wear a breastplate instead of that uniform. It's so heavy. Besides, you're all my friends. Do I have to be so hypocritical?" Vito walked over with a smile. He walked to Magnus and glanced at the Emperor statue on the side, then smiled and put one hand on his waist.

"Well, this guy may need to be considered for the time being, but anyway, this is it, this is just a group of friends chatting about some issues."

After hearing this, Magnus turned his head and smiled bitterly. He sighed softly, "Maybe for you, but for me, maybe not. This is a trial, Vito, a trial for me. The people in it are judges and juries, and even executioners. I'm sure Russ is sharpening his knife and can't wait."

"Enough, Magnus, things won't go to that point, I promise." Vito said, pressing the leg armor of the red giant. The latter slightly turned his head and looked at Vito in silence. He thought for a while before speaking.

"Vito, promise me that if things really come to that, don't fight with others because of me. This is good for you and all mankind."

"I said, it won't come to that. Come on, we should go in." Vito said, not letting Magnus continue the topic. He pushed the door in front of him with both hands, and the wooden door with exquisite patterns was pushed open by Vito's psychic power.

The people behind the door were immediately attracted by the sound of the door opening. The double door panels hit the doorposts on both sides, and the rumble quickly resounded throughout the circular Senate-style hall. Leman Russ, Lion and Sanguinius, who were standing in the middle of the circular steps chatting, all looked over.

Vito strode into the hall, followed closely by Magnus into the staircase hall. He looked around at the brothers standing on the long and wide platform, Perturabo, Horus, Rogal Dorn and Guilliman, as well as Alpha and Omega, Fulgrim, Curze, Furkan and others were all present. The tall primarchs stood in their own gorgeous or simple armors. on the surrounding stairs.

All the eighteen Primarchs including Magnus, the demigod giants who have opened up territories in various parts of the galaxy and fought for mankind, have all been summoned here. At this moment, here, this Micaea, which was unknown a few days ago and only a few people even knew its name, suddenly became the absolute core of power in the entire empire.

Magnus looked around at the brothers. They were all standing on the steps and looking down at him. This made Magnus laugh mockingly. He turned his head slightly and looked at Vito, "Are you sure? Isn’t this a trial?”

"This is a trial. We have to make a judgment for your dangerous behavior and then decide how to deal with you." Wolf King Riemann, wearing a gray-white power armor with countless runes and Fenris patterns carved on it. Russ said with his arms folded, his mouth full of fangs exposed as he spoke.

But compared to other fangs, the Spear of Dionysus carried on his back was his real fang. Magnus looked at Riemann and sneered, and he also held his arms in his arms, "Then you Why not just pass the sentence and execute me?"

"Oh, I'm very happy, Magnus." Riemann said and walked forward threateningly, but before he took two steps, he was pulled by Sanguinius behind him, with white wings and waves. Sanguinius, who had long golden hair, stepped forward and took Riemann's arm.

"That's enough, Riemann, we are here for fair exchanges and discussions, not for you to threaten our brothers with swords and guns." The holy archangel said, Vito looked at the shining golden man Powered armor, the armor had three blood-red Eyes of Terra gems branded on the chest. That finishing touch made the armor almost perfect, just like what he was wearing.

Leman Russ made a disdainful sound. He turned around and glanced at Sanguinius beside him, and then glanced at Magnus. "If you ask me, if there is anything to discuss, this kid is here." Playing with fire will burn us all to death, so we should punish him directly. "

"But fortunately you are not the one who makes the decision, Riemann, now shut your mouth and get on top of it and stand." Vito said, slightly tilting his head and motioning to the stairs on one side. The Wolf King looked at Vito angrily. He bared his teeth like an enraged wolf, but in the end he couldn't do anything and turned around and walked directly up the long steps.

Sanguinius looked at Riemann's back and sighed helplessly, then nodded kindly to Vito and Magnus beside him, and then walked up the steps himself. After the archangel walked up, he remained silent. The king of knights, Lion Lion of Caliban, Ryan also turned his head and looked at each other with Vito.

The Lion King held down his knight sword and looked at Vito silently, but after the two silently exchanged glances, Ryan nodded. At the same time, there was a heavy collision on the central platform behind the Lion King. The dull sound of the ground quickly attracted the attention of all the surrounding original bodies.

Everyone present looked up. Between the golden gauze hanging behind the high platform and the squatting lion statues on both sides, the commander of the Imperial Army, Waldo, was holding the shining spear known as Riemann's sister. The spear came out, he walked up to the high platform, stood on the edge of the handrail and looked down at the original bodies below.

The commander of the Forbidden Army struck the ground with his spear again. The sound was low and majestic. After making sure that everyone was silent and focused, Waldo stepped aside and said, "The Emperor and the Horse Prime Minister Kado has arrived.”

The original bodies surrounding the steps around the high platform stared at the arch. Soon there was a heavy but majestic sound of footsteps. A tall figure emerged from the door. He bent slightly to let himself go. A burly body even taller than the Primarchs could slip out from behind the door.

The man, the man with long dark brown hair and skin like light chocolate, stood on the high platform. His golden eyes stared at the people around him. The golden eyes and the shining halo behind his head were enough to It can make anyone intimidated and even make them kneel involuntarily.

In fact, it was indeed the case. All the Primarchs in the entire hall knelt down in front of the golden figure, except for Magnus and Vito who were on the ground in the center.

Vito did not kneel down, but gave the man a standard military salute. The golden man on the high platform smiled slightly, and he looked at Vito below, "Is there any reason why you don't choose to kneel down? Marshal, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"Dissatisfied? It depends on which part you start with, but no, my not kneeling has nothing to do with the reasons. I am a soldier, so standing and saluting is more suitable for me." Vito raised his arms, his mouth full of ridicule. Said, to be honest, Vito is the only one who dares to quarrel with the Emperor in front of all the Primarchs around him.

The Emperor was still smiling, and then he turned his head and looked at Magnus next to Vito. At the same time, Malcador, holding the Burning Eagle Scepter, also walked out from behind the Emperor. The flaming golden eagle staff stood beside the Emperor.

The elderly man seems to have difficulty walking, but his eyes still have the same enthusiasm as a young man. Under the old body, there is an eternal fire of motivation. He is the emperor. The Chancellor, who is in charge of the entire empire's administrative system, can even be said to be the only person with the greatest power besides the Emperor himself, like Vito.

Because of this, most of the statues and paintings in the Empire have the Emperor in the middle, Vito on the left, and Malcador on the right. From this, you can clearly see his high status.

"Marshal Vito doesn't kneel because he is a soldier. What about you? Magnus, why do you?" The Emperor still asked kindly, although Magnus couldn't hear what he said. It would be too fake to show any sincerity, and it would just be a pretentious performance.

Magnus stood straight facing the emperor, his red-gold single eye looking up at the emperor on the stage, "I am the scapegoat. Now that I have entered here, what should I do, how can I do it, can I do it?" If you can’t do it, it’s up to you, the most noble emperor.”

Vito could hear that the last sentence was full of irony. Everyone could hear it. The original bodies who were still kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and Russ among them clenched his fists, as if immediately, as long as the emperor As soon as the emperor gave the order, he would rush forward and tear the disrespectful person into pieces.

But the emperor didn't do that. He just smiled faintly, and then raised his hand slightly to signal everyone to get up, "Okay, everyone get up, don't let Magnus stand alone."

The tall primarchs present all stood up. When these tall giants rose together, they looked like a rising mountain range. Vito looked around at the people around him. After getting up, Ryan nodded slightly to Vito and then stepped across the mountain. He walked up the stairs with the Lion King's Sword and stood beside Horus and Lorgar.

The Emperor stood on the high platform in the middle of the stairs on both sides. He raised his head slightly and raised his hands to indicate. He first glanced at Magnus and the steps on his side with his left hand, "We are here again today. In order to discuss and decide whether to retain the existence of the Think Tank and whether the research on subspace psychic energy should be allowed, the supporting parties include Magnus, who founded the Think Tank and first initiated the research privately, as well as Sanguinius and Khan.”

Vito glanced slightly at Chagatai Khan, who was standing at the top of the steps on the left. The leader of the White Scars, the eagle on the Jogris Plateau, leaned against a stone pillar, one of his hands gently He pressed the scimitar hanging on his waist and touched the silver horse knife handle with his fingers.

Khan glanced at the Emperor. He showed no respect for his father as a son. Instead, he nodded to Vito. The Emperor may have noticed this move, maybe not, but he ultimately chose to ignore Khan. of demonstrations.

The Emperor raised his right hand and motioned to the people on the other side of the seat, "The ones who oppose the think tank and the research on subspace are Russ, Perturabo and Mortarion. Now, let them each speak. I will listen to the voice of wisdom and reason and make a decision.”

"Let's start with Magnus. After all, everything started with you. Marshal, please step aside." The Emperor looked at Vito and said, he waved his finger gently, and Vito had no choice. To resist, he crossed his arms and nodded to Magnus before walking aside.

Vito leaned on the steps on one side. On the steps behind him stood Fulgrim and Curze. Purple Phoenix and Night Bat were standing on the side. On the steps behind them were others. Primarch, they all listened silently, even the impatient Russ fell silent in the Emperor's presence.

Magnus let out a long sigh, and he firmly raised his head and looked at the emperor in front of him, "My lord, you once obtained psychic communication with me when I was a child, when the Great Crusade just started. His long-distance projection and his words and deeds taught me many things. Without offending you brothers, you and I were the first to know each other.”

"Do you remember the day you came to Prospero? We hugged each other like two old friends and talked about knowledge and the stars in the library. Do you remember all that?"

"Of course I remember, Magnus, I remember everything." The Emperor said calmly, his words were as calm as a windless sea, as smooth as a mirror, without even a single ripple, it is difficult for you to judge No matter what the emperor is thinking about now, he hides his inner thoughts very well.

Magnus nodded. He had given up trying to figure out the Emperor's thoughts a long time ago. That was not what he liked to do. It was more like a court jester or a flattering minister who wanted to gain a little bit from his father. Appreciation, he knew that some of the other brothers were doing this, but Magnus would not. What he was pursuing from the beginning was only the same thing, not fame and power, but knowledge.

"Then you must still remember that that day, in the Great Library, you told me to have the courage to explore this dangerous galaxy. Everything in this universe, even if it is dangerous, should be actively used as long as it can be used by mankind. Exploring, do you remember?"

"I remember, Magnus, I remember everything that happened, and I remember what I told you."

"Then, sir, this is what I want to tell you. I created a think tank to study subspace technology because it can be used by humans, just like you told me."

"Then you must still remember that I also told you that subspace is extremely dangerous. You should not touch those dangerous things, things that will bring disaster. My child, I have lived for a long time, and I have been pursuing science all my life. And the truth, if there is one most important thing I have learned in my life, it is that it is better not to understand some things, and some things should not leave the shadows. "

Magnus took a step forward. He looked up at the aloft Emperor and said excitedly, "But I discovered that the subspace can be used! Not only in the direction of cosmic navigation, it can be used in many aspects!" Energy, medicine and even science and technology, subspace can subvert and create new physical laws, which can completely transform our civilization!"

"I must remind you, brother, the Eldar were destroyed by the abuse of subspace. They destroyed their own empire with their own hands. Do you think we are the same?" Perturabo said loudly on the side, his voice instantly Overriding Magnus's voice, the latter turned to look at his brother and frowned.

"That is Eldar abuse, and we can study it, understand it, and make the Warp work for us!"

"On Fenris, there is a story about an old hunter who retrieved a giant toothed tiger that lost its mother from the ice field. He believed that he could raise and tame the beast, so that the beast This can be a big help when the tribe is hunting, so that they can store enough food in the winter without going hungry."

Riemann stood on the steps with his arms folded and said. He looked at Magnus below and said slowly, "The people in the tribe warned him that the giant toothed tiger could not be tamed at all, and it would only grow bigger." After eating him, the hunter refused the advice of his fellow tribesmen and stubbornly took the beast back to the tribe to take care of it and raise it. He thought he had tamed the beast. "

"It was indeed like this at first, but eventually one day, the hunter did not leave his house for several days, and there was no news from the tribe. Other nearby ethnic groups sent people to look for them. They did find the hunter and the people in the tribe. They found Their bones and the giant toothed tiger that ate them.”

Magnus looked at Riemann and frowned, and the latter waved his hand. He looked at the red giant with disdain in his eyes, "And you, Magnus, you are just like that old hunter, stubborn. Trying to tame that beast, you ended up killing yourself and everyone else in this hall."

"But maybe it's just that the old hunter didn't find the right way? Everything has two sides, good and evil coexist, and nothing is irredeemable." The noble Archangel Sanguinius spread his wings slightly and said, looking around Brothers, said in a voice full of loving kindness.

"Some people once thought that my children and the Ninth Legion were a group of hopeless ghouls, tortured by blood thirst. Everyone advised me to give up on them, but I didn't. I stayed with my children. Having defeated the blood thirst curse, they are no longer the crazy monsters, but a group of noble warriors."

Sanguinius looked at Russ and said, the white wings behind him opening and closing slightly, and a reassuring light radiated from them, "Nothing is impossible, I can do this, Magnus We can definitely do it, we should believe in him and our brothers.”

"On Chogris, all the children of nomads know that to survive on the grassland you must learn everything, adapt to the worst climate, and learn all the things you have never learned." Khan leaned on the pillar slowly. When he spoke, his words were short but full of power.

"Does this include the dangerous ones?" Mortarion said hoarsely, wearing a breathing mask. His pale skin was shrouded under the gray-green coat and cloak. Mortarion used an extremely low voice, just like A voice like sandpaper said.

"There were psykers in my legion. They avoided my attention and studied the art of subspace privately, hoping to help the legion in the war. But the only result they achieved was that they summoned, But the uncontrollable chaos of the warp killed them, and an entire ship."

Mortarion growled, as if he was threatening someone. He looked at Khan opposite him, and then lowered his head to look at Magnus below, "The energy of the subspace cannot be controlled at all, and it cannot be controlled at all." Not that you've tried, Magnus, in fact we don't need the Warp, from a materialistic scientific perspective we can also invent technology that can replace the Warp, just like in the Golden Age."

"But you can't ignore the existence of subspace! They exist objectively, just like light and shadow, they will always exist. You can't eliminate the shadow. No matter how much you ignore it, it will still be behind you after all." Magnu Si said loudly, and Roger Dorn beside him suddenly spoke slowly in a calm, emotionless voice like an emperor.

"Then we need to ignore it, so that this dangerous existence will not threaten the expedition and humanity, let it be forgotten." "No! We can't forget it! Even if we forget the subspace, the things in it will not Forget us! They will eventually come to us, and we must face the threats of those evil gods! "

"What god? Brother, what are you talking about?" Luojia, who had been listening quietly and fiddling with the rosary beads with his fingers, suddenly asked. He looked very confused and puzzled, "You mean god? What kind of thing?" God?"

"You don't know? He didn't tell you? There are people in the warp." "That's enough! Magnus." The Emperor suddenly interrupted Magnus with a sharp voice. He looked down at his son. If that could Words called his son.

Everyone turned to look at the stern Emperor. The Primarchs looked at the Emperor who was obviously irritated and remained silent. No one dared to speak. Everyone just looked at him.

The Emperor also looked at them. Before he was about to speak, Malcador, who was standing aside, gently tapped the Emperor's arm with his scepter. He motioned for the Emperor to come closer to him. He had something to say.

The tall emperor looked at his old friend. He then knelt down without thinking, knelt on one knee beside Malcador and put his ear close to him. Malcador stepped forward and spoke in a low voice, that The voice was very quiet, so quiet that only the Emperor could hear it.

"Do you still remember the report the day before they were kidnapped by Chaos? The one Dr. Astartes sent to Erda the day before she opened the rift showed that the original body was affected by the subspace by 40%. Does it mean that Magnus is so passionate about the power of the warp?"

"I understand what you mean, Malcador. I know what to do." The Emperor raised a hand to signal Malcador to stop. He then stood up and looked at the people below. The Emperor looked around them and then He raised his head slightly.

His golden eyes looked at Magnus below. His majestic face was enough to make even the primarch feel intimidated. The Emperor raised a hand as if to pronounce the verdict, "I have listened to you. Opinion and now I will give my verdict.”

"My verdict is to disband all legion think tanks, strictly prohibit subspace-related research, and destroy all materials and existing research records after a thorough investigation."

"My Lord! You can't!" Magnus took a step forward as if he wanted to say something, but immediately stopped under the Emperor's glare. He froze on the spot, looking up at the majestic Emperor. Emperor.

"This is my verdict. I cannot allow such a dangerous thing to threaten humanity. Subspace must be completely forgotten and hand over all your research resources."

"No! Never! I won't allow it!" Magnus yelled, and the Emperor took a step forward and glared at him, "Are you going to resist? Magnus, are you disobeying me? "

The emperor said loudly, and Riemann on the side immediately drew out the Spear of Dionysus and strode down. In the blink of an eye, he was about to step forward and execute Magnus on the spot, but at this moment Vito suddenly rushed out, and he pulled out the Spear of Dionysus. One hand of the bolter was aimed at Riemann's head, and the other hand flicked violently. The mechanical arm instantly tore through his clothes and slid out the shining plasma cannon, aiming a shot at Waldo who came forward with a spear.

Seeing this, the Emperor raised his hand to block Waldo. The commander of the Imperial Guard bumped into the Emperor's arm and stopped immediately. He glanced at the Emperor, and then looked at Vito below with his spear in hand.

"Vito! Get out of the way, or I will pierce you together!" Leman Russ shouted angrily at Vito, who in turn glared at Riemann, his eyes no less furious than the Wolf King's. .

"Shut the fuck up! Get out of here, you husky!" Vito cursed angrily and turned to look at the Emperor in front of him. He and the Emperor looked at each other, the two men who created the Empire. The Yuan leaders looked directly into each other's eyes.

The surrounding primarchs all looked at each other, looking a little at a loss. Among them, Ryan subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of his sword and planned to go to the frontline king, but at this moment the new Warmaster Horus immediately took effect. He strode forward to the center of the square and yelled at the brothers around him.

"Everyone, calm down! Riemann returns to his position, and Vito puts away his weapons!" Horus looked at the two of them and shouted loudly. Riemann looked at Horus, then at Vito, and then The reporter watched Leman Russ being silent for a while, and then slowly put down the gun.

The plasma cannon in Vito's other hand was also retracted into his arm, and the situation was under control instantly. However, Riemann did not put down his spear. He turned to look at the emperor for instructions, and the latter glanced at Riemann. Weiwei waved her hand to signal him to retreat, and the Wolf King retreated to his position without thinking.

The Emperor raised his head slightly and looked at Vito below, "Do you have any suggestions? Marshal Vito, any suggestions on how to deal with Magnus." "I really do. My suggestion is that Magnus hand over the information and give up research. , He was very emotional just now, and the mistakes he made will be forgotten.”

"For his disobedient act? This is undoubtedly a traitor!" Russ clenched his fists and roared, but Sanguinius opposite him flew down the steps, and he flapped his wings and landed gently on Magnus. Beside him, the Archangel pressed Magnus' shoulders and looked at the Emperor.

"I also support the Marshal's suggestion. My lord, please forgive Magnus for his unintentional offense just now." Sanguinius said in an extremely loving voice, like a true brother who cares for his brothers.

The Emperor looked into the eyes of the leader of his Ninth Legion. They were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. The tall and stalwart Lord was silent for a moment, and then looked at Horus, "What are your opinions, Warmaster."

"I agree with Sanguinius. My lord, please forgive Magnus. I am willing to vouch for the title of Warmaster." Horus said without hesitation, which surprised Vito. He turned his head to look. Horus looked shocked. Not only him, but Guilliman and Lion also showed quite shocked expressions.

Because Horus had always wanted the title of Warmaster, he had fought with Guilliman and Laun for a long time, and finally got it with great difficulty at the cost of his life on Ullanor. It was not long ago, but he was willing to use the title to save Magnus.

Horus's action won the approval of many brothers present. Vulkan, the Lord of Fire Dragons and the tallest Primarch present, was the first to nod his head in agreement. The Lord of Fire Dragons looked at the Emperor with his fiery eyes, and his voice was as deep as a fire dragon, "I agree with the Marshal's suggestion, sir. On behalf of my legion and myself, I ask you to forgive our brother's unintentional behavior."

The remaining Primarchs all admired Horus' noble, selfless and brave behavior. Horus' close friend Fulgrim nodded first, followed by Fulgrim's good brother Ferrus, who also nodded in approval. In the end, most of the Primarchs nodded silently to express their support. The remaining ones who had doubts about this, such as Mortarion, chose to remain silent.

The Emperor looked around at the Primarchs around him, and finally nodded after some thought. He raised his eyes and looked at Magnus below, "Then do as they say, hand over your research data, and the rest will be forgiven."

Magnus did not intend to do that, he would not hand over the data, but just as he was about to protest again, he was immediately stopped by Vito's eyes. Vito looked at Magnus's one eye and shook his head slightly, "For my sake, Magnus, don't do stupid things."

Vito said softly, and Sanguinius and Horus, who also heard the words, turned their heads to look at the red Cyclops. Magnus lowered his head and struggled for a moment in pain. He clenched his fists and looked like he was going to crush a planet, but in the end, Magnus still loosened his fists.

Magnus sighed heavily and slowly raised his head. He looked into the Emperor's eyes and nodded tiredly, "I will hand over the information. I promise to give up everything. Is this enough for you? Your Majesty."

"That's enough. The meeting is over." The Emperor said and immediately turned and left. He walked into the archway behind him without saying a word. Malcador also turned and left after looking at Vito, and then Valdor. After the Emperor left, all the Primarchs in the hall left.

Horus looked at his brothers who walked out of the door behind him one by one. He turned his head and nodded slightly to Sanguinius, and then followed Lorgar who was waiting at the door.

The new warmaster disappeared at the edge of the gate with Lorgar. Sanguinius sighed as he looked at the disappearing Horus. He patted Magnus on the shoulder and said softly, "I'm sorry, brother, but you have done everything you can."

"Let's go, Sanguinius, let me be alone for a while." Magnus whispered, his voice hoarse and low. Sanguinius turned and left after a moment of silence. The archangel closed his wings and left sadly.

In the end, only Vito was left. He looked at Magnus beside him and was silent for a moment before turning around to leave. However, he had just taken a few steps when Magnus, who was slightly tilted, called him, "Vito."

Vito stopped, a few steps behind Magnus, "What?" "Tell me, when he asked you and Russ to kill Halifax and his Second Legion, was it for the same reason? Because he had the same thirst for knowledge as I did? Did he find something that made him feel uneasy, just like me?"

Vito was silent for a long time. He stood there like a statue, a statue that could not speak. After a long time, Vito spoke. He put his hands in his pockets and spoke slowly, "The subspace is very dangerous. When you were born, when Chaos swept you away, your mother..."

"Our mother?" Magnus turned his head and asked in surprise. He looked at Vito, who had his back to him, in great confusion. He stood there, and countless things suddenly flashed in his back.

"That day, I lost Astarte, and he also lost her. Although the Emperor will never admit it, he cared about it that day. We have had Magnus for a long time, and we will never forget many things. And Halifax, I don't want to lose you again, Magnus, do you understand me?"

Magnus fell silent. He stood in the middle of the hall in silence, and then sighed slowly, "Do you think I should give up that knowledge?"

"I don't know, Magnus, there are many things I don't know, do what you think is right, no one can give you the answer, only you can."

Vito didn't finish his words, he walked away, Magnus looked at the back, looking at the distant Vito, the back seemed to flash with the vicissitudes of time, Magnus raised a hand to touch his eyes covered by the blindfold, he closed his eyes, and in the darkness, the illusion he had seen in the past appeared again.

Through the power of the warp, Magnus saw a blurry world, a golden throne, and the burning psychic bones on it. Behind the throne, a huge blue smoke rose, and a shrill laughter echoed in the smoke.

Magnus stared at the throne gradually wrapped in smoke through a glittering wall. The voice in the mist seemed to be laughing at something, and the laughter became longer and longer until the end of the distant time.

"No, I must stop Him, stop them."

Time and years flowed through the darkness, as if lying on a stream. Finally, Magnus opened his eyes. He was not lying on the water, but on a broken suspended land. He recalled what he had just dreamed of, or rather, the past he saw from his broken memories, and the future that was predicted before his eyes.