Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 160 The Fall of the Chief

"Since Horus is so important to you, why not send you to have a look?"

That was the last speech Marrogust heard.

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After an unknown amount of time, he slowly woke up on a piece of grass.

Blue sky, white clouds, endless grass, and the majestic figure standing in the center - Horus.

But just when he wanted to call out the name of the Warmaster, he found that no matter how much he called out to the figure in the distance, there was no response.

"Just watch, watch the whole process of the fall of the Warmaster you respect the most."

There is no need to guess, that is the false words of Erebus.

At least in Marlogst's eyes, the Warmaster betrayed the impossible.

But what happened next completely overturned his worldview.

He witnessed with his own eyes that Horus, under the deliberate guidance of Sejanus, who was pretending to be Erebus, gradually went astray.

On that vast grassland, Erebus used the prophecy of the wolves to subtly lead to the resurrection of "Sejanus".

=Come on, this door is the only means of escape for you and me=
= A great man once said that a genius who is otherworldly often despises the plain road: he actively seeks those areas that have not been explored =
= leading to the truth =
On that glorious world of shrines, Erebus subtly evoked the Warmaster's suspicions about the Emperor's eventual apotheosis, with carefully selected futures.

=To destroy various ancient beliefs and replace them=
=I have traveled here many times, but I have never seen your image=
=The emperor has abandoned you=
In that lore laboratory, Erebus used the fact that the Emperor borrowed power to mislead the Warmaster into thinking that the so-called Primarch itself was a disposable tool.

= This is where you were created =
=Conquer the galaxy for mankind? =
=No, not for humans, but for the Emperor=
Finally, in that laboratory, the curtain fell slowly.

Looking at the changed eyes of Horus, Malogost fell silent.

In a sense, he was shocked even more than Horus who was in it.

Because of one thing he knows very well, except for those false words in Erebus's mouth.

The scenes seen by the other three Horus are "real".

After all, no matter how the excerpts and edits are made, only if it is "true" enough can it be possible to convince the Primarch.

Indeed, which pictures and scenes may be carefully tailored by Erebus.

But those statues of the Emperor don't lie.

That is completely contrary to the Imperial truth.

At least Marlogest could not think of any reason for these statues to be so worshiped except that the Emperor wanted to be a god.

The reasoning of all conclusions is so natural.

But there's still a loophole here.

If these are all true, why couldn't Erebus go to negotiate with Horus secretly with iron evidence.

Instead, he chose such a kind of "witchcraft" to show these "truths" that he had carefully stitched together in the illusion?
There is only one explanation, and besides the so-called truth displayed, there are still a large number of "details" that cannot be displayed.

So far, even Marlogest has to admire Erebus' strategy.

At the same time, he could also feel that the so-called "witchcraft" was "baptizing" him.

Suddenly, there was a wet feeling under his feet.

Subconsciously, Malogost looked down to see what was going on.

But at that moment he froze.

That is a mirror.

But standing in the center of that mirror was an extremely distorted monster.

A "twister".

Perplexity, doubt, fear.

That was a state that Malogost could not accept.

But despite this, his entire neck down has "lost control" at this moment.

In the distance, a man who looked exactly like Marlogest raised the dagger in his hand.

The corners of Erebus' mouth twitched slightly.

Looking at the "masterpiece" in front of him, he was very satisfied.

This wave belongs to spending one money and earning two lives.

It is true that the task is overfulfilled to win the numbness.

Holding the dagger, he approached Marlogest, who was completely immobile at the moment, step by step.

He knew that as long as he cut off the last head, he could replace it.

A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"After watching this performance, you have one last chance to kneel down and repent to them."

That was Erebus' last mercy, or if he could get a "foreign aid", he could find other opportunities.

Anyway, there are countless such bodies available for occupation in the galaxy.

Sishen didn't say that he had to choose this one.

Of course, then again, at least Erebus didn't think that Malogost in front of him would choose to rebel.

Because it was a corrupt show specially designed for Horus.

And Malogost, who has other perspectives, is obviously not so easy to deceive.

This may be the price for those who are obsessed with the authorities and those who are bystanders are clear.

Fortunately, at least Erebus didn't expect Malogost to rebel.

His olive branches went unanswered.

He saw nothing except a pair of blood eyes staring at him coldly.

After all, Marlogest knew very well that apart from accepting corruption, any other reply would only make Erebus feel the "pleasure" of the successful plot.

Seeing Malogost's reckless appearance, Erebus had finally fulfilled the request of the Four Gods.

That kind of meaning probably means——look, I've recruited him, but if he doesn't come, then don't blame me.

Holding the dagger in his hand, Erebus began to walk towards Malogost step by step.

He deliberately walked very slowly, so that he could appreciate the "tragedy" of Marlogest more.

At this moment, he seemed to recall his past.

Yes, he is not "Erebus".

But it is this kind of "immoral" pleasure that makes him immerse himself in it time and time again.

The dagger in his hand gradually approached Malogost's cheek.

This reminded him of the previous scene of skinning "Erebus".

It was also by replacing Zeng Jin's "Erebus" that he was able to mix into the priesthood, and finally obtained the honorable status of the chief priest of the Word Bearers.

And now, what a high position he would climb after replacing a son of Horus chief.

It was a position he had never imagined.

His hands trembled with excessive excitement.

At this moment, he seemed to see the scene where he was sitting on the Spirit of Vengeance and berating Fang Qiu.

But just when he was obsessed with the "big cake drawn by the four gods".

A familiar voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Dong dong dong."

It was a rhythm he was extremely familiar with.

But it was precisely because of this familiarity that he fell into endless fear in an instant.

It was a nightmare he could not avoid.

That was the sound of the bell announcing his "death".

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(End of this chapter)