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Horus didn't even know how he got into the palace.

Along the way, his mind was in a mess, and various thoughts were fighting in his mind, leaving him unable to even have a complete thought.

He was filled with nervousness and fear.

The Emperor was never a doting father. On the contrary, the Emperor was an extremely harsh father.

You can see it from Magnus's ending.

As a good eldest son who was once loved by the Emperor, in the blink of an eye, not even the scum was left on the home planet of Prospero. The entire Thousand Sons Legion was annihilated, and Magnus himself was imprisoned in Terra. dungeon.

It would be impossible for Magnus to see the light of day again within a few hundred years, and it was not certain that he would see the light of day again in a few hundred years.

Horus couldn't imagine how painful he would be if he were Magnus after all he had gone through.

He feared a similar punishment from the Emperor.

I have to say that Machado’s words scared him:

Government affairs are the heart of the empire. To hand over government affairs to others is to hand over the empire to others.

Although it was his brother Guilliman who gave the order, he was indeed overstepping his bounds by doing this without the Emperor's permission.

If the Emperor had any plans and his move broke the Emperor's plans, the consequences would be even more serious.

With great trepidation, Horus entered the Emperor's palace.

The Emperor is still the same Emperor, high and majestic.

Horus only raised his head to glance at the Emperor, then lowered his head guiltily.

He dared not speak.

The emperor stared at Horus in silence, and the atmosphere in the palace became more and more solemn. Horus felt as if ten mountains were pressing on him, and his waist bent unconsciously.

The huge palace was silent, and the strange silence continued.

Horus felt like he was going crazy.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and said, "I'm sorry, father, I failed you!"

The Emperor remained silent.

"I was not qualified for the job of imperial regent, and even handed over the job to Guilliman without your consent. I am willing to bear your punishment." Horus did not shirk responsibility. He admitted his mistake.

After saying these words, Horus felt a little better.

But he still felt uneasy.

Until now, the Emperor had not said a word.

I can't fix it for him.

Horus took a deep breath and stopped talking. He just stood quietly with his head lowered, silently experiencing the uneasy silence.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes.

Horus did not stand still. He used the meditation method he learned on a certain planet to relax his tense nerves.

The uneasy feeling gradually faded away, and his state of mind became clear and peaceful.

Just then, the Emperor spoke.

But instead of making the sound with his mouth, the sound came from the friction between his clothes and the throne when he stood up.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The emperor stepped down from the throne step by step.

Horus's heart trembled.

The emperor's footsteps seemed to have stepped into his heart, domineering and irresistible, shattering his finally peaceful state of mind.

At this moment, his peace was shattered.

"Horus."

The Emperor walked up to Horus. He didn't say any more words, and his huge fist fell on Horus's face. Horus was caught off guard, and was driven by the emperor's strange power and shot towards the side of the palace.

Bang! ! !

Outside the palace, Makado rubbed his hands, and the water in the cup floated into the air, forming a translucent water mirror.

The mirror reflected the scene in the palace.

"It finally started!" Malcador bared his teeth and looked gloating, "Nios's temper is still as bad as when he was young. I thought he had been emperor for so long that he really regarded himself as a clay statue. ."

"Hahahahaha!"

Malcador stared at the dazed Horus covering his face in the mirror and laughed heartily.

"Father."

Horus got up from the ground, his head dizzy and his heart filled with disbelief.

The Emperor actually hit him?

As long as he grew up, the Emperor had never hit him!

Bang!

Before he could react, the emperor's burly body appeared in front of him like a ghost. He raised his hand and struck an uppercut. The hard fist made close contact with his chin, and he hit him so hard that he flew into the sky like a rocket.

Boom!

Horus' head hit the palace dome, making a nice sound.

The emperor turned his head and glanced in a certain direction, with a hint of warning on his face, and then turned his gaze to the fallen Horus: "Horus, is this all you have?"

He said sternly: "In the golden age, the robot dogs I raised could fight better than you!"

Horus was stunned for a moment, then showed a humiliated expression.

Am I not as good as a dog?

But what was even more humiliating was that he felt that the Emperor might be telling the truth, because humans in the Golden Age liked to put weird things on civilian equipment.

"Father!" Horus clenched his fists, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

He realized that the Emperor wanted to have a physical sparring with him. This was a contest between father and son. He gritted his teeth and decided to let the Emperor know his worth.

He is Horus! The best primarch!

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Not surprisingly, when Horus became serious, he suffered an even more brutal beating.

His body flew around the palace. Facing the angry emperor, he had no power to fight back and was bounced back and forth like a ping pong ball.

Under the violent iron fist of fatherly love, Horus' threatening growl gradually turned into the whimpering sound of the little wolf licking his wounds.

Malcador was seen outside the palace clapping his hands and applauding.

Horus thought he could compete with the Emperor if he was serious, but he was obviously overthinking.

The Emperor is a strong man who can take on the C'tan shards in a single fight.

If Horus wants to compete with the Emperor, he must at least become the co-choice of the four gods. But even if he becomes the co-choice of the four gods, he will still be beaten to death by the Emperor.

If he performed a miracle and destroyed the Emperor's body, and the Emperor ascended to a god where he stood, he could still beat him to death.

Either way, it's a death.

"Horus, with your little ability, you dare to look down on the Imperial Ministry of Administrative Affairs and Malcador, who manages the Empire in an orderly manner?" The Emperor not only beat Horus physically, but also tortured him psychologically. , "Even I don't dare, how dare you?"

Horus was almost unconscious from the beating.

The Emperor didn't stop.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

The pain devastated Horus's nerves, and poor Horus fainted in waves of pain that became worse than the waves.

To a certain extent, this is also a kind of happiness.

The Emperor spared him.

"Huh——" The emperor exhaled a mouthful of white mist, his brows and eyes filled with joy.

In one word, cool! (End of chapter)