Chapter 832 [274] Madness Is the only Way to Survive

Chapter 832 [274.] Crazy is the only way to survive

[I know your mood - I understand, I understand you, Motarian, but I don't think it's a good idea. 】

Kiliman took out a handkerchief embroidered with Markulag’s blue sky and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Opposite him, the pale giant covered in oil, blood and mud stood expressionlessly.

[The Death Guard can cross that area and connect with Fenus. 】

Motarian pointed this calmly,

[The Silent King's troops are also retreating, and the departure of the Death Guard will not defeat the front. 】

[You can't just look for Hades,]

Kiliman took a deep breath and looked at Motarian rationally.

[What you call traveling through the sub-space is to force the crossing of the occupied area of ​​King Silence, which will cause great damage to you and your army - but at most four days, our main force will open a road from the front battlefield. 】

[What do you mean is to let Hades and Fenus face Tyron's main force, King Silence and Green Skin? 】

[I believe Hades, Fenus, and our allies, Endless, will survive these days. 】

Kiliman spread his hands,

[You should admit this, Motarian, Hades is far better than all of us think, not to mention that Fenus is assisting him. 】

Motarian just breathed quietly and blew out poison gas. For some reason, Kiliman believed that after contacting another [Motarian], the Motarian he knew had a better temper, at least he changed. Have to be more tolerant.

[This is not the reason you keep putting pressure on him - yes, yes, Kiliman, I understand you completely, you are exactly the same as Neos, who treated the Iron Warriors and the Fist of the Empire at the beginning As long as he thinks they can hold on, he will continue to assign tasks to these two legions. 】

Of course Motarian knows what Kiliman is tangled with, the overall situation, the overall situation, the overall situation, the overall situation. Kiliman will always pay attention to the fate of the entire empire, and the fate of the empire is obviously closely bound to Pluto, so of course Kiliman will Go to support Hades.

But this king, a clever capitalist, would come late just before Hades could not hold on, and squeeze out everyone's potential as much as possible.

Motarian couldn't afford to bet.

He naturally believed that Hades and Fenus would hold on, but he didn't dare to bet. The battlefield changed rapidly. Kiliman obviously put too much pressure on the other side. Kiliman had never witnessed it with his own eyes.

But Motarian once saw with his own eyes the moment when Pluto, who is known as "great" and "invincible" by the world and the empire, fell.

The empire needs a myth, so they created the miracle of the Emperor and Pluto, but the ridiculous thing is, why are Kiliman and other Primarchs also a little convinced of this set now? They made the emperor myth, and then pulled the emperor off the altar, but began to forge another god.

This is true of human nature, and they always want to believe in an absolutely invincible myth.

Motarian had helpless peace and no longer angry. Hades was indeed too powerful in the past. Under the sickle of Pluto, the Primrose had only a crushing defeat.

But this does not mean that Hades is really "invincible" just like those blind believers in the Empire. In fact, Hades failed many times, and he survived even more times as many times as stars.

He looked at Kiliman. Kiliman was not angry at Motarian's rude words. Kiliman was also growing rapidly, especially after working with another cold-blooded Maharaja [Robert].

Kiliman began to show little personal joy. Motarian missed Robert Kiliman who broke defense from time to time in front of the Primros "brothers".

[Now all legions are in the limit range,]

Kiliman said calmly, he skimmed over Motarian's words that he was like an emperor.

[Every legion is losing a lot of personnel, and the entire empire has responded to the recruitment of all the people. According to my expectations, the proportion of the Star Army and the Mechanical Cultivator in the battlefield will gradually increase on the battlefield. 】

what does that mean? This means that high-quality Space Marines cannot keep up with the reduction of personnel, and the remaining war zones must be filled in by the Star Army.

【If you simply wish to save your Barbarus comrade, then you don’t have to come to me again, my reply will be that I disagree, Motarian, I am sincerely sorry for this matter, but I hope you can understand ——I will never be the one who hopes that Hades will die. On the contrary, Hades's survival is bound by hundreds of billions of people, and I swear to ensure his safety. 】

Kiliman took back his spreading hand, and said that, he understood Motarian's difficulties, but for the Empire, it was obviously unreasonable for a legion to directly cross the territory of King Silence through the sub-space.

Even if Motarian is one of them with the strongest control over subspace, they should not take it lightly when facing the current chaotic subspace turbulence and another Chaos Empire eyeing them.

Motarian's advancement will inevitably lead to the reduction of the Imperial power, and his legion will also suffer certain losses - the current human empire can no longer waste its troops, and Kiliman seemed to have seen another self on the neck of the human empire. The sharp knife.

Guilliman was thinking a lot. In dealing with the Chaos Empire, the most unequal condition between the two sides was that the enemy was in the dark and we were in the light. The other side could easily see the entire territory of the Human Empire and estimate the productivity of the Human Empire, while everything in the other Chaos Empire was hidden in the unknown.

If this battle took place in another destiny line... Guilliman believed that he could change the offense and defense.

But the goddess of luck did not pity them. Now they could not even move towards the other destiny - although the Emperor and Horus had passed, Guilliman sighed in his heart, and he naturally would not put his expectations on the Emperor again.

[So if I say...]

Mortarion spoke slowly, his eyes connected with Guilliman for a moment, and Guilliman instantly understood what Mortarion was thinking.

[You mean, the other 'Motarion' will also go with you? ]

Motarion nodded.

Guilliman was silent for a moment, turned his eyes away from Mortarion, his eyes were empty, paused, sighed for a rare moment, and then turned his eyes back to Mortarion again.

[Your proposal was put forward in the initial version of my plan... Mortarion, follow the people of the Chaos Empire to cross the war zone, I think you also know what this means. ]

[Aren't you also pretending to cooperate with the Chaos Empire now, Guilliman? ]

A puff of poison gas spurted out from Mortarion's gas mask, and he sneered,

[I believe that my cooperation with another self will be more stable than the cooperation between two Guillimans... Guilliman, you should take a good look at the battle line layout of another self. Can't you see the psychic shadow covering the map? ]

Mortarion looked at him coldly, and saw that Guilliman's eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball,

[Thank you for your reminder, I saw it, and that is why I opposed the Death Guard's early forced march, Mortarion, the other party is likely to take action at the most chaotic moment of the war. 】

Motarion raised his eyebrows in surprise,

[...? ]

Guilliman smiled bitterly,

[I know what you want to say, Mortarion, I can only say that the other me is not quite the same as me... He seems to be more gambling-haha, I know, I know, you want to say that he is very similar to the Emperor in this respect, right? ]

[He is not worried about the Outsiders? ]

Guilliman's bitter smile was immediately retracted.

[He is not worried,]

The Lord of the Empire Guilliman said seriously, and seemed puzzled and confused by this fact.

[He is not worried about the Outsiders, as if he is sure that the disaster will not befall his army. I have only one reasonable explanation for this. ]

Guilliman crossed his arms and had no expression on his face. Mortarion saw some helplessness and anger in his expression,

[The other me believes that we will solve the Outsiders-or rather, he believes that the Outsiders will be solved by this world. If it cannot be solved...]

[At worst, he will return to his destiny? ]

Guilliman nodded.

[But the fate line will eventually collapse, and he will have to face it sooner or later.]

Mortarion breathed steadily.

[What does that Guilliman know? Doesn't he know about this, or do both sides have different knowledge about this matter?]

Guilliman shook his head slowly.

[We didn't talk about this directly, but I think he has different views on the collapse of the fate line from us - then again, our understanding of the collapse of the fate line is all told to us by the Emperor.]

Guilliman looked at Mortarion in silence, and Mortarion read the rest of Guilliman's meaning.

That is -

Is the Emperor reliable?

Mortarion was silent, but he thought that Neos was probably reliable. Although this tyrant often liked to pit his teammates on a whim, Neos never failed to do anything in relatively critical matters.

[For the time being, we can only trust the Emperor.]

Mortarion pointed out this tragic fact.

[Otherwise, we need to find another gambler at the gambling table at that time, Tzeentch. 】

Guilliman laughed,

[It seems that we can only trust the Emperor, but you reminded me, Mortarion, that the other me might have gotten the news from Tzeentch. 】

Motarion took a deep breath,

[I don't care how the other one learned to speak and know, Guilliman, I only have one request, the Death Guard must go to the other front. 】

Seeing Guilliman silent, Mortarion immediately gave his second promise,

[I know your concerns, Guilliman, after I and the other 'Motarion' arrive there... I will solve the other trouble. 】

By then, the two empires will probably have torn their faces apart, Mortarion thought indifferently.

[Are you sure? 】

The God of Death smiled,

[I will have arrived near Hades by then... Guilliman, you can question my current strength compared to the one who likes tricks, but at that time... I will tell him why another high-frequency word in the Hades' missionary book is "Death". 】

Mortarion spread his hands,

[This is why I was so eager to get to his side, Guilliman, facing another Chaos Empire, our real trump card is Pluto, you should put more troops in helping Pluto to clear out those enemy forces that restrain him, so that Pluto can have free hands to clean up the scum that he is good at cleaning up. 】

The conversation was over. Looking at Guilliman's thoughtful expression, Mortarion knew that he had won the final victory, but now was not the time to be happy. He still had several tough battles to fight.

Only by winning every battle could he survive and win. Reality was always so cruel, and he would always be tough.

The pale giant quietly left the meeting room, but the mud and blood on his helmet and boots stuck to the neat carpet. He had been here, leaving behind gunpowder and smoke.

The door suddenly closed, leaving only Robert Guilliman who was thinking hard in the last moment under the bright lights.

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[You are going over there, right, Mortarion? ]

Guilliman smiled, his eyes sparkling, and he stood in the fortress that the Ultramarines had temporarily built for him.

This fortress was more like a temporary building with a sacrificial nature. The dome of the entire building was wide open. Between the adamantium and steel bars, there were a few living believers who prayed endlessly. The gorgeous starry sky passed through the atmosphere with extremely low oxygen content and sprinkled on Guilliman's blue helmet.

Guilliman's eyes were shining brightly at this moment, which made Mortarion feel sick.

This idiot, Mortarion thought in his heart, the biggest idiot in the world, Mortarion thought, Guilliman was a pure lunatic, he was already crazy, Guilliman was not so diligent in building his huge empire, but in order to challenge the challenges that he found interesting, he continued to build his empire madly.

Guilliman's sense of achievement and glory would no longer be stimulated by the increase of a few numbers in the Chaos Empire, but would be stimulated by the fact that he conquered something that interested him.

This is a pure madman who never cares about others, this dictator.

[Motarion] nodded, he looked at [Guilliman], no joy could be seen on his cold face,

[This is just my own suggestion, my lord, because another me is about to leave, I think we need to beware of another Mortarion - but everything is still subject to your dispatch, if you think that the "Death Guard"'s strong attack is not a good idea, then the "Death Guard" will still guard you on both sides. ]

[Everything is still subject to my dispatch? ]

[Guilliman] chewed on this sentence with interest. He and [Motarion] were not the only ones here. The subspace projection of [Sanguinius] also stood aside with a stern face, waiting to report the military situation.

[Everything is subject to my dispatch? ]

[Guilliman] said this sentence again, like a voice doll in the hands of a child, mechanically and irregularly speaking suddenly in the middle of the night.

This madman, Mortarion cursed in his heart, but his face remained calm, with a faint polite smile.

He could not kneel any further, Mortarion's knees were firmly pressed against the ground, he only accepted kneeling on one knee, if Guilliman asked him to kneel on both knees...

He would definitely...

Yes...

Okay, then he would kneel on both knees.

Mortarion knelt down, with the wildfire in his heart that wanted to burn the whole world.

Mortarion had already tied Guilliman to a cross and burned him in his heart, throwing this madman into the plasma engine of the ship... But he still did not show it on the surface, waiting for Guilliman's usual madness to end.

[Then my order is to go,]

Guilliman said cheerfully, with a bright and sunny smile. If we ignore the cautious attitude of Mortarion towards him at this moment, the cautious attitude of Sanguinius, the ominous atmosphere in this building, and the wailing prayers of the believers, then this Guilliman also looks very righteous.

But all this is too weird, so that his incompatible expression becomes terrifying.

[But I need you to get rid of the other you,]

Guilliman smiled,

[Can you do it, or I will add more troops for you?]

Motarion was shocked,

[I am sure I can get rid of the other me,]

He said, not understanding why Guilliman suddenly increased his troops for no reason,

[The other me,]

Motarion paused for a moment,

[He was too restrained in using the warp. He could have released more power, but he was worried that he would be bound by the warp and restricted his hands and feet. ]

[After all, the situation of their warp is different from ours,]

Guilliman said with a smile,

[Their warp is very weak, and they are in urgent need of new slaves, right? Moreover, many of them have already stepped into the spiral steps of becoming gods, and can only move forward, not backward, so every step forward requires great courage. ]

[Unlike ours...]

Guilliman seemed to recall something, with a look of relief on his face,

[Let us thank our father and the Lord of Change, whose selfishness allowed them to successfully bind each other on the throne, blocking the path to becoming slaves. ]

It also left enough space for Guilliman to try and make mistakes, to get what he wanted.

This statement did not receive any response from any Primarch, for most Primarchs, the Emperor was still a taboo topic.

Except for Guilliman and Mortarion.

Because only the two of them were closest to the truth at that time.

[Motarian] I didn't want to continue to get entangled with this lunatic, so I politely spoke a few words and saluted and stood up to leave. The more he contacted another self, the more silent and angry he became.

Freedom is priceless. For some people, it is worthless, but for others, it is sky-high.

It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter...

[Motarian] I thought to myself that he only wanted to do one thing... He came to do one thing... It doesn't matter... The world and people he lives in have completely rotten, and what he wants All I did was wait for that storm to rise.

The seeds of wildfire were so brilliant in his eyes.

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[Sometimes I like to see ‘Motarian’’s expression that can’t be spoken. ]

After [Motarian] left, [Kilman] suddenly spoke suddenly, which surprised [San Gilles] beside him.

【Killiman】Without waiting for the answer [San Gilles], it still seemed like he was talking to himself.

[Did you know? I was the first primordial to be seen after "Motarian" returned to the empire, and I was still surprised by this matter at that time. ]

[He was not as decent and elegant as he was now,]

【Killiman】Smiling and shook his head, but his smile made the ghoul [San Gilles] shudder,

[I still remember what I saw, I saw a primitive man trying to integrate into the higher human society, like a Neanderthal in animal skin trying to integrate into a dinner between Homo sapiens It was ridiculous, but he learned it very quickly, and even scared me for a while. ]

[In most cases, my brothers will not be as humble as 'Motarian'. The premise of being studious is that he is willing to accept his ignorance... I was once very curious about why he became the current one Is it because of something about Barbarus? ]

Now... he probably knows what it is.

[Killyman] He smiled in his heart, and he looked up at the sky. In the other side that no detector or naked eyes could reach, the spiritual airspace never disappeared.

[Motarian] Do you think it's good to hide it from me...?

Little did he know that his small movement was like a dog who saw shit. No matter how much he concealed it, the saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth had betrayed him because of his instinct.

As for the other Motarian...Motarian in this world, [Kiliman] pondered for a moment, that Motarian was difficult to deal with. The first person who rebels [Motarian] seemed to have to suffer a little Now.

Don't end up beheading his own little Jiujiu before he succeeded.

Thinking of this, [Kelliman] smiled sincerely again. The matter was so interesting, far more interesting than he thought.

Then he looked up at [San Gilles] again.

[report? ]

The blood-sucking Maharaja [San Gilles] nodded and began to report on military affairs routinely.

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【Another line of fate】

disturbed.

[Horus Lupecar] Silently, the light reflected from his wise head is so dazzling. If Horus in the two destiny lines have something in common, then it is probably because their carelessness is not a place the head.

Then [Horus] sighed, and he held the command board in his hand tightly. The above were the confiscated materials in the jurisdiction of the Chaos Center for the [Shadow Moon Canglang].

[Horus] Subconsciously wanted to say something, but realized that the ghoul was not by his side. He wanted to call the descendants of the mourning society to share the worries, but he also knew that he should not say this to the descendants.

Last time, San Gilles had already seriously warned [Horus] that it would be best to put away his uneasiness and rebellion. If discovered by [Kiliman], it would probably involve a considerable number of people.

If [Horus] wants to protect his descendants, he would be better careful.

He pinched his brows and stared at the data on the command board again. He always felt something was wrong - all the numbers were so normal that they were so normal.

You should know that it is a war period, and most of the troops of the Chaos Empire have gone to another world before going to war, but now [Fenus] tells [Horus] that everything will be accepted as usual?

Thinking of [Kelliman] only dispatched the actions of the [Holy Angels], the anxiety and doubt in [Horus] became increasingly bigger and bigger, and gradually blew up like a balloon.

silence……

[Horus] Silent in front of his desk, he seemed to realize something, but he could not believe it for a long time.

The sword of scrutiny and suspicion was already hanging above his neck, but the Primarch felt creepy. If what he was worried about was the fact, then the game of [Killyman] against [Shadow Moon Canglang] was probably already planned.

Since he has not been valued by the [Emperor] since his return, and [Horus] has always been intentionally away from the center of the empire, the scale of [Shadow Moon and Canglang] is not huge-

Because in the huge empire of [Kelliman], once the legion scale reaches a certain level, it will be subject to additional surveillance.

Now he was moving... [Horus] was thinking about this possibility quickly in his mind. He was confused, not sure whether [Kelliman] would give him a warning this time or to kill the roots.

If he attacks early, there will be only one ending left, which is to be cleared from the empire's territory.

But if you wait for the opponent's move, bet [Killyman] is just giving him a warning at this moment... But if the bet fails, [Horus] will not have the first-mover advantage. If you resist at that time, I am afraid that it will be Will sacrifice more.

[Horus] gritted his teeth, and he could not guess the true thoughts of [Killyman].

As the king of a country, [Kiliman] is moody and can never guess the tyrant according to normal logic. Even [Motarian] has never figured out what is going on in his mind. What.

If [Kiliman] really wants to send troops to attack [Shadow Moon Canglang] at this moment...

Then he is definitely crazy!

[Horus] I cursed in my heart, how could a civil war be launched again before the foreign war was successful? ! Or is [Killyman] so confident that the empire he has built can withstand the melee between the two fronts? !

But [Horus] calmed down and began to deduce the war after silence. Finally, he realized with great indignation and sorrow that if he only cleared the [Shadow Moon Canglang], he did not need to make the Chaos Empire hurt.

In fact, in the Chaos Empire constructed by [Kiliman], only one legion can cause a devastating blow to this behemoth, and this legion is [Extreme Warrior] under [Kiliman].

In addition, other legions are more or less subject to surveillance and restrictions by [Killyman]. Legions are not allowed to be separate logistics and recruitment planets. The source of new recruits is divided into small-scale recruitment and imperial unification of the original parent star legion. The ratio of the Imperial Unification Soldier to the Primordial Parent Star Soldier is 7:3.

Almost every Primarch has a management parliament that was completely assigned by the Empire and established by the Legion's daily logistics scheduling and connection with the Chaos Mechanism Cult, which is almost entirely responsible for this parliament.

But [Killyman] did not completely limit the Primarchs. The legion's diplomacy, strategic direction, and daily training were still left to the Primarchs, and the Primarchs were also allowed to form their own small advisory group.

When [Killyman] proposed this strict system, not no one had any objections...

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The burning marks of gunpowder have not been washed away by the servants, and the former glorious Terra Palace is covered with dust. [Kilman] smiled and threw down the shrill blue blood stained at the long table while the group of primordials remained silent. The crown.

Thorns-! ! !

Behind him, [Motarian], with psychic rune shackles on his neck, lowering his head silently, revealing only the terrifying monocular eye behind his long hair. The wild dog's eyes passed through the white hair without any sensation. No ups and downs.

But he has already declared his position.

[I think everyone has no objection to this. ]

[Killyman] Every word is paused, the blue eyes in the deep eye sockets are like inhuman dolls.

[If so, we can solve it now. ]

Bang!

Under the towering dome, the arched double-open door of the parliament hall was kicked open suddenly!

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind came with the barking of the wolf. The end of the door was no longer the ruined Xiao Ran feeling of the palace after the war, but instead it was spinning the broken sub-space area!

【I have objections! ‘Killyman’! It's back on you! ! 】

Rus, covered in wind and frost, kicked on the long table and cursed angrily. Behind him, another figure slowly walked out of the shadow of the sub-space. The first one's eyes widened, and his blonde hair exploded like the hair of a lion.

[Killiman…]

Primarch 1 said slowly,

[Bend is a sin that cannot be forgiven. ]

The lion pulled out his lion sword.

[Even if our father is a tyrant? Even if he intends to sacrifice an entire empire to crown his ascension? ]

[Killyman] Smilingly looked at the two primordies coming. Through the heavy palace walls of the palace, the dull sound of bombs and the roar of Titans in the distance sounded again.

[For that tyrant, we are just chess pieces he can give up at any time. ]

[Killyman] These words obviously resonated with most of the primordials standing by the long table. Seeing that they could not persuade them, the wolf king suddenly spat on the side.

There is no need to talk too much! Even though he did not appreciate the [Emperor] of this destiny line, [Magnus] had actually died in front of Riemann Ruth!

Just like that in the past! ! !

In a moment! A giant jumped high, swung the battle axe in his hand, and was stunned by the terror of everyone.

[Killyman] But his expression was still the same, as if he had already expected the current scene.

[Two Challengers, are they? ]

The next moment, [Horus], who was standing next to the long table, suddenly opened his eyes wide. Time seemed to be pulled very slowly. The blue light that jumped like a ganglia lit up from the center of his vision, and then lit up the entire Milky Way in a moment.

He saw something.

He also forgot something.

After blinking again, I was already sweating in cold sweat. While I was breathing, it seemed that I had just witnessed something extremely terrifying happened.

I was dizzy and looked up and saw a huge strange burning mark running across the center of the long table. [Horus] subconsciously looked at the head of the long table, but saw [Killyman] still looking as usual.

As if he noticed [Horus]'s terrified gaze, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not change at all, [Killyman] suddenly turned his head and smiled at [Horus] with his blue pupils.

? ? ? ! ! ! !

[Horus] suddenly pulled his thoughts out of his memories, his forehead was covered with sticky sweat. Since then, according to the ghouls, the Wolf King successfully escaped from the palace, and on the night when order collapsed, No. 1 was completely wiped out.

This time... is it his turn to be suspected by [Guilliman]?

[Horus] panted, realizing that the gears of fate had begun to turn. He could no longer bow his head and linger in the corner of the galaxy. The tyrant would never allow any defective products to exist in his empire.

That tyrant... that madman...