Wander!blue star

Chapter 529 Malcador, don’t let me catch you

Guilliman couldn't believe his eyes. Is this man in front of him his brother Horus?

really?

The Horus in his impression was handsome, tall and straight, with a face as beautiful as a jade, and a beauty as beautiful as a peach blossom. He was the only one among the twenty primarchs who could be like Sanguinius, making people think of him at first sight. Feeling good.

But what became of Horus now?

He was as thin as Mortalis, almost like a pole. The large robe was put on him like a stick holding up a tent.

Her hair was all white, with not a single black hair at all, as if it was dyed.

The contrast between before and after is too great.

Horus's current image was simply worse than the people he saw on some planets taking contraband.

He stared intently at Horus's face.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder that all the Luna Wolves had dark circles under their eyes. Look at his brother Horus. The dark circles were more obvious than any other Luna Wolf he had seen on the road.

What is this called?

Dark circles under the eyes above the bridge and dark circles under the eyes too!

"Cough cough cough" Horus covered his chest and let out a series of light coughs.

Guilliman didn't care much. He gathered his strength and jumped over the high mountain of documents. He landed in front of Horus and helped Horus up.

"Horus, what's wrong with you?" Guilliman's face was full of shock. He looked at Horus with bewildered eyes and asked, "Is the position of Imperial Regent cursed by a wizard? Are you How did it become like this?"

This is a Primarch!

This is Horus!

You know, Horus is the only Primarch recognized by the vast majority of Primarchs at the same time. Even Guilliman himself recognizes Horus from the bottom of his heart.

This is his best brother!

How come after being the regent of the empire for a period of time, he turned into such a human being and a ghost?

In the end what happened?

Guilliman felt that his head was filled with questions, and these questions were about to burst his head.

"My brother, thank you for coming back to see me." Horus held Guilliman's arm and gasped, "I can only chat with you briefly for a while, because I still have a lot of work to do."

Horus had a look of despair on his face.

Guilliman asked eagerly: "What happened? You are so anxious to call me back. Has Terra been penetrated by the subspace?"

Before leaving, the Emperor and Malcador sent a secret message to the Primarchs.

The Primarchs all knew that the Emperor and Malcador were not on Terra at the moment when Terra was at its weakest defenses.

Guilliman watched his surroundings warily.

Although he has not yet received a response from his brother Horus, he has already confirmed his guess in his heart.

Terra must have been infiltrated by the warp. The enemy had lurked in the Imperial Administration and secretly harmed Horus and the Moon Wolf, destroying their bodies.

Horus alone could not solve this bad situation.

His other brothers were all busy, and he was the only one free, so Horus called him back alone.

It must be so!

Only in this way can he believe that the dying guy in front of him is his brother Horus.

Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine the reason why Horus became like this.

It looked like it was almost drained, as if it had been fighting the enemy for several years at a stretch.

Guilliman figured out the entire incident. He patted Horus on the shoulder and said sincerely: "My brother, I already know why you called me back. Don't worry, we brothers will join forces. We will never let the conspiracy in subspace succeed!"       "By the way, have you notified the other brothers?"

"When the Emperor and Malcador left, did they tell you how to contact them?"

Guilliman scanned the study with burning eyes.

As a psychic waste, he cannot feel any psychic fluctuations, but he believes that there must be an enemy in this study, and he will use his fighting instinct to find this enemy!

Horus next to him:? ? ?

"Things are not what you think." Horus realized that Guilliman's thoughts had traveled dozens of light-years away, and he hurriedly corrected, "The subspace has not penetrated Terra. I am very fine!"

Guilliman turned his head and stared at the scrawny Horus.

Is this called very good?

"cough cough cough cough"

Horus coughed violently. He explained while coughing: "The reason why I am like this is because I have not rested since I took office. I work twenty-four hours a day with high-intensity mental work, which has exhausted my body."

His voice was filled with shame and grief.

Before taking office, he felt that he was here to clean up the government affairs system. After taking office for a period of time, he was clearly cleaned up by the government affairs system.

He has realized that he has a profound misunderstanding of himself and the empire's political system.

He is not as good as he thought, and the empire's government system is not as useless as he thought in the past. It can even be said to be very good.

For such a long time, even with the help of the Wolf of the Shadow Moon, he has not been able to make any improvements to the government system.

He could barely read the important documents that came to the Ministry of Government from all over the empire every day.

But with the Stargate system put into operation, transportation within the empire suddenly became extremely convenient. Many documents that originally took ten or even decades to reach Terra arrived in two or three days.

Many planetary governors couldn't wait for the documents they had sent before to slowly float to Terra in the subspace, so they rewrote the exact same ones and sent them directly to Terra using the stargate system.

Overnight, Horus' workload increased exponentially!

Not to mention that he has read through the documents of the current day, it is not certain when he will be able to read all the documents of the previous month.

According to this development, he will be trapped in the remaining documents from last month for the next year.

This is just the beginning.

He did a rough calculation and came to a pessimistic conclusion.

It will take him at least twenty years to digest this year's documents, and at this efficiency, a thousand years from now, he may still be processing documents from the last few decades.

The empire is over!

And when the study he finally emptied was filled with documents again at an unstoppable speed, his resentment and anger towards Malcador reached a new peak!

Damn Malcador!

Only then did he understand that Malcador had long expected that after the Stargate system was opened, the empire would have an outrageous amount of government affairs.

That's why Malcador took advantage of the fact that he couldn't wait to hand over the position of Imperial Regent to him while he was in Terra. This was obviously to kill him, but it was in vain that he thought Malcador was a good person at the time.

His heart ached whenever he thought of Malcador's smiling face these days.

Macado!

Don't let me catch you!

(End of this chapter)