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The Emperor's will is unified, but the Emperor's will is not unified.
In the area where this throne is located, time flows abnormally, and any thing may have thousands of situations in one second.
Cypher felt his body disintegrating.
Cypher felt his body being reshaped.
There is indeed a force protecting his body and his soul, but this force is very weak and will disappear soon.
Cypher roared at the top of his voice to the Lord of Mankind, begging him to tell him exactly whether he wanted to be freed from his throne.
When the Emperor's unified will replied that he didn't want to, Cypher struggled to pick up the two guns and stuffed the muzzles into his mouth.
At this moment, all the power that caused Cypher's body to disintegrate or protect his body dissipated.
Whether the Emperor was liberated or not, Cypher felt that he was liberated anyway.
After getting an accurate answer, the trigger was pulled, and the sound of gunshots rang through the throne.
……
I do not know how long it has been.
Cypher felt himself being dragged, and he vaguely saw Trajan, the commander of the imperial army.
Trajan was furious like never before, roaring and cursing at all the members of the Imperial Army. When he lost control of his emotions, the Imperial Army all knelt on the ground with their heads lowered, not even daring to breathe. They also realized how big a crime they had committed. mistake.
Cypher turned his head with difficulty and saw an Ultramarines pharmacist squatting in front of him, inserting a needle with the Tyron Sector logo into his neck.
Trajan walked towards Cypher angrily, and used his arms to push away the imperial soldiers on the route one by one, and then pushed the apothecary away. Finally, he grabbed Cypher from the ground and punched him several times.
When the first punch landed on the head, Cypher had already fainted and was unconscious.
I don’t know how long it took.
When Cypher wakes up, he finds himself tied up and imprisoned in a dungeon.
He speculated that this should be a palace prison.
"You actually bypassed the guards of the imperial army and ran to the throne to assassinate the false emperor. Well done."
A voice came from the prison next door.
Cypher couldn't even turn his neck, so he could only turn his eyes to look in the direction of the sound.
A miserable, dirty blind man was sitting in the corner of the prison.
Cypher still recognized this guy, remembering that his name was Khayon, a Thousand Sons who was prosperous in the rebellion, and was on a path of no return because of his acquaintance with Abaddon.
"When will the Dark Legion come to Terra? Does the Warmaster still remember me?" Khayon asked everyone who was thrown into prison, whether they knew the Dark Legion and the Warmaster or not.
"Don't think about it." While thinking about how to escape, Cypher told Khayon some bad news. "Your Warmaster was stabbed several times and his life and death are unknown. Your companions are all dead. They died on a metal The satellite is on."
"I do not believe."
"You should be the person sent by the Imperial Army to trick me. You are just as full of lies as they are."
Khayon did not continue to ask questions, and leaned in the corner, recalling his glorious past over and over again, so as to survive the difficult prison life before Abaddon defeated Terra and rescued him.
Forcing Gene-Father Magnus to obey Abaddon's plans, he earned the title Kingbreaker.
A sister who was transformed into a machine spirit.
A powerful battleship.
A giant wolf.
A close-knit Dark Eldar woman.
Good brothers who are willing to die for him.
A bunch of collectibles that are rare in the galaxy.
This is what Khayon once had.
But now he has nothing and is locked up in the palace dungeon, waiting for the Warmaster to reach Terra and free him.
During these difficult and difficult years, Khayon could only recall his friends over and over again, the Dark Eldar woman, the Machine Soul sister...and of course the Warmaster's every move full of charisma.
Only in this way will Khayon feel a touch of warmth in the cold dungeon, and will he have the motivation to support himself and continue to wait for the Warmaster.
Chapter 380 Confrontation
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The next day.
Guilliman was dealing with a mountain of affairs in Terra. Here he even found requests for help from other star regions during the Battle of Cartier more than ten years ago. Then the request for help was put on hold because the high lords still had too many requests. There are so many things to deal with.
"The Commander-in-Chief of the Custodes has requested an audience." A member of the Guards entered the room and saluted Guilliman respectfully.
"See you." Guilliman nodded.
Soon Trajan walked into the room. His face looked ugly and he walked menacingly, but he still bowed respectfully to Guilliman and waited for Guilliman to ask what happened to him.
"What is it?" Guilliman put down what he was doing and looked at Trajan intently.
With a straight face, Trajan said about Cypher: "A man who came to the solar system with you ran to the Golden Throne. He carried the Lion's sword on his back and held two guns, so he went to the throne. Come forward."
Guilliman's hair stood up the moment he heard the news.
Carrying a sword on his back and holding two spears, isn't this Lord Cypher?
If such a person had not been discovered by the Imperial Army before he went to the Golden Throne, the consequences would have been disastrous.
However, Guilliman was astonished and thought of a doubt, that is, how could Cypher enter the palace?
Trajan knew what the Primarch was thinking, and he was also quite puzzled as to how Cypher got into the palace. He came here not to ask for guilt, but to ask the Primarch if he knew any clues.
"What did he do when he went to the throne?" Guilliman asked.
"It's not clear. When we heard the gunshots and rushed in, the guy shot himself." Trajan said, "But I asked a pharmacist to help save his life so that I could ask questions."
"You can interrogate him and use any method." Guilliman expressed his attitude. "I don't want to do anything to the Emperor. I don't know any of Cypher's plans. It's just that he saved me and said he wanted me to agree to him. A request, but he disappeared after arriving in the solar system."
"I understand." Trajan nodded, "I will use the most brutal means to interrogate him and I will definitely find out the matter."
After saying this, Trajan left.
Guilliman calmed down and considered the matter carefully.
Cypher actually went to the throne with weapons... No matter how he bypassed the imperial army, this incident must have made Trajan anxious.
Guilliman felt very embarrassed. After all, he was the one who brought Cypher here, and now he cannot escape the blame for such a big thing.
Fortunately, Trajan was not so angry that he killed people, otherwise this matter would really be unclear.
While Guilliman was thinking, Caul entered the room.
"Look who's here." Guilliman stood up to greet him, "Our official fan Caul!"
Cawl reacted to his primarch's little humor with a deadpan expression.
Guilliman stood awkwardly.
"I am the original body, not the defective copy." Kaul said, "There is something wrong with the algorithm of that defective product. I don't want to be a casting general."
"Okay." Guilliman nodded slowly.
After clearing the relationship with the defective Caul, the real Caul began to talk: "A request was sent from the Tyrone sector, hoping that we can allow the Blackstone Fortress to pass through the area guarded by the Imperial Navy."
"Blackstone Fortress?" Guilliman immediately thought of the Blackstone Fortress of the Blackheart King Huron, but that thing was in the maelstrom. Could it have been intercepted by the Tyrones?
"Yes, Blackstone Fortress." Caul nodded, "There are more Blackstone Fortresses than we know. The fortresses the Tyrones are talking about are the fortresses that suddenly appeared at the edge of the galaxy."
"I understand." Guilliman immediately wrote an order to the Imperial Navy, asking them to prepare for the release of Blackstone Fortress.
……
at the same time.
Galaxy's Edge.
The Blackstone Fortress that suddenly appeared half a year ago has become the focus of all forces in the galaxy.
Countless expedition teams from different cultures and races went to Blackstone Fortress. Their purpose was either to take Blackstone Fortress as their own, or to find treasures in Blackstone Fortress.
At this moment, in the core area inside Blackstone Fortress, six expedition teams are confronting each other.
On one side is a four-man expedition team sent by the Adeptus Mechanicus, four data craftsmen, three Castellan robots and an intelligent robot.
On one side is a large-scale expedition team of 20 people sent by the Dark Mechanicus, with 17 data craftsmen and three servitors, for a total of 17 servitors.
The front and back sides of the Mechanicus were less than a hundred meters apart, facing each other face to face.
The four expedition teams behind them were a bit mixed. Each expedition team included Eldar, humans, and even orc special warfare boys from the Blood Ax clan.
In Blackstone Fortress, the relationship between humans and aliens is not as tense as it appears.
"You stinky shrimps!" A special operations orc kid raised his sniper rifle and shouted to everyone in front of him, "Why can't we just go for it?!"
"Idiot! We are also from the Blood Ax clan. Do you want to kill us all together?" the orc boy opposite yelled.
"Shut your asshole mouth! We commandos are paid to do things, and after receiving the money, we have to fight for Xiami! Do you think we are as dishonest as stinky Xiami and Pointy Ears?"
"Pinch your mother's ass! You were hired by Xiami and Pointy Ears, and you are even worse than them!"
"Didn't you also come with Xiami and Jian Er?"
"..."
The orcs yelled and cursed at each other.
Just as the six expedition teams were confronting each other, an inquisitor from the alien tribunal hiding in the dark placed a bag of gold in the hands of the green-skinned boss in front of him. The green-skinned boss of the Blood Ax clan immediately brought a special Zhan boys lurked over.
The camouflage of this special forces team is not bad.
Each special operations boy and the boss hold two bouquets of flowers in their hands and squat while moving forward. This is their disguise.
Whether the Blood Ax Clan special operations team can successfully sneak through disguise does not depend on whether the people who see the disguise will be deceived, but on whether the special operations team themselves believe that the disguise is effective. If they believe it, then the disguise will no longer be used. Clumsy can be effective.
This is the talent of the green-skinned orcs - I think about it.
"Dog!" The orc boss directed the team to move forward quickly.
Then this poorly disguised special operations team really lurked to the edge under everyone's noses, preparing to surprise everyone after the war started.