40k: Midnight Blade.

Chapter 299 19. The show is on ([-])

"Psychic power, witchcraft, dark magic" Mortarion slowly spoke out three words as a prelude.

There was a hoarseness in his voice that came from nowhere. Few people had heard his real voice. Most people in the amphitheater were more familiar with his appearance when wearing a respirator.

They didn't expect that the Lord of Death would sound so quiet one day.

"These words don't matter, they don't matter, they are essentially the same thing. They are evil forces that humans should not have control over, or even have access to."

"I have witnessed the world collapse and turn into scorched earth, and the common people have been reduced to food or slaves to be slaughtered. If you choose to trace the source like me, you will even find that the cause of such serious consequences may be just a village. A sudden whim of the wild witch doctor."

"Or maybe an untrained psyker came into contact with something inadvertently in his sleep, or else, if there is an error in the knowledge passed down from generation to generation by a witchcraft family, it will always go wrong, and it will always make things worse. World after world went up in flames.”

"I know what I say may sound a bit extreme, but you might as well think about that terrible old night. What caused it? What caused this terror to sweep across the entire galaxy, causing human beings to be lost and scattered, suffering all day long?"

"I object!"

Magnus shouted loudly in his box. After all, the Crimson King couldn't bear such accusations.

His voice was psychically amplified, louder, and at odds with Mortarion's quietness.

"You claim that psionics and their users are evil, Mortarion, but what about the navigators and astropaths? How do you explain that? Are you saying that they are also responsible for the destruction of the world?"

"I--"

"——The Emperor personally canonized them and gave them names and power!" Magnus shouted over Mortarion with an increasingly loud voice, interrupting what he was about to say.

"The accusations you made are simply outdated clichés. It's already the age when humans conquered the star sea, Mortarion! But you still embrace superstition, and your numerology is as ridiculous as what you say!"

Mortarion narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Malcador.The master of the seal nodded calmly to him, and then hit the ground heavily with his scepter, with a golden light flashing in his eyes.

"You will be given the opportunity to speak, Magnus. Everyone can speak freely and express their opinions in this meeting. But you should let Mortarion finish," you interrupted, trying to The volume overwhelms him - volume does not determine whether the words are correct or not, now sit down and let your brother finish his speech."

Magnus looked at the Sealbearer angrily and did not do as he was told.

"You are also a psyker, Malcador!" the Crimson King asked in a low voice. "Are you just willing to listen to him slander us like this?"

"My spiritual light only shines brightly where the sword of the Lord of Mankind points." The palmer replied slowly and coldly. "If the Emperor decides that psionic energy needs to be controlled, then I will no longer use it. If the Emperor decides that psionic energy can still be helpful in the cause of the Empire, then I will continue to use it prudently."

"But Mortarion is just slandering!"

"If it's true, wouldn't your father know?" The sealmaster shook his head and hit the ground with his scepter again. "Quiet now and let Mortarion finish his speech."

Magnus finally did as he was told. He frowned, his anger fleeting, and looked at the only high platform here with confusion on his face.But the Golden King sitting on the throne did not look at him, his face was still blurry.

The Lord of Death glanced at the Crimson King and spoke again solemnly and seriously. This time, he was not interrupted.

"Continuing with my statement yes I do think psionics and sorcery are a forbidden power but that's the point."

He shook his head again, showing great restraint, and his tone remained gentle.

"Take the example mentioned by Magnus. Navigators and Astropaths have been trained for many years to use their powers to benefit the general public. Without them, communication between the two worlds would not even be possible. How can the expedition fleet cross the star sea?"

"The Great Crusade has come to this point, and it is inseparable from them. But how does this relate to my accusation? Navigators and astropaths can use psychic powers to have a positive impact because of their moderation! Anyone You all know how rigorous their training is, don’t you?”

His voice finally became passionate. Russ smiled with satisfaction and whispered to Jaghatai beside him: "This is the effect of wine, brother, can you imagine Mortarion saying so many words in one breath? ?”

Khan folded his hands, leaned on the pillar of the box and nodded to him expressionlessly: "It is indeed a good wine."

"Really? Why do I feel like you are just fooling me."

Khan chuckled and shook his head.On the observation deck, the Lord of Death continued, as if he wanted to express all his thoughts on psychic energy-related matters over the years in one breath. His speech speed became faster and faster, and his words became denser and denser, almost like a barrage of cannons. .

"And the country witch doctors, wild psykers, and witchcraft families I mentioned will become careerists with dangerous powers due to various coincidences. They will eventually use psychic powers to cause disasters and terror, because they You don’t understand awe at all!”

"They will use psychic powers without restraint until the world is destroyed, dragging everyone along with them to be buried with them."

Mortarion looked hard at Magnus, emphasizing the words awe, destruction and burial.

The Crimson King returned a heavy glare.

So Mortarion immediately turned his head and spoke loudly to the Space Wolves who were still in the field.

"So, going back to O'Shell Wodmaker's words, he accused the No. 15 Legion because the Thousand Sons used psychic powers and magic to fight? Is it because he felt that there was something wrong with the victory achieved in this way? Rune Priest, do you mean this by your words?" Still standing in the wooden pulpit, Rune Priest loudly responded to his words: "Absolutely not, my lord! My accusation is because I witnessed the Thousand Sons with my own eyes. abuse!"

"Yes, abuse"

Mortarion finally sneered, Magnus looked at him with disgust, and whispered to a person next to him in his box: "Look at him like a messenger of justice, Azek, he has probably already started Enjoy blaming us like this."

The Lion Guard, known as Azek, stood erect, unsure of how to answer his primarch.

"This word sounds painless, doesn't it, everyone?" Mortarion raised his arms and shouted. "Then, let me tell you about the consequences of abusing psychic powers!"

"My legion and I once fought on a planet called Kayol. We tried to get a group of humans who were still in a barbaric society to surrender to the empire. They did not have any advanced technology, but my legion was still on the surface of Kayol. It took six months of hard work.”

"Why can they do this? The answer is simple, because they abuse psychic powers and witchcraft!"

"This power has penetrated into every aspect of their primitive social structure from top to bottom. Even a child may know how to make a flame to light a stove, but this is definitely not a good thing!"

"The mountains and wilderness of the Kayol people are full of disgusting monsters and monsters. They only appear at night, and their bodies are covered in the stench of witchcraft and evil! If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have to fight so hard. But. This is just the beginning, for the Kayols are almost all wizards.”

"They can summon thunder and lightning, cover the earth with flames, control others, and crack mountains and crack the earth. Just think about it, everyone, is this kind of power free? Can it be taken and used at will without paying any price?"

Conrad Coze nodded solemnly and gestured to Corax: "Do you know that I told him this?"

"What?" Raven looked at him doubtfully.

"It's just a joke." The Lord of Night grinned. "I just thought it sounded familiar, as if someone had said it before. I miss you so much, the price, Corax, the price."

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Corvus Corax fell silent, and after a few seconds even walked away in silence.Curze glanced at him and stretched out his hand to pull him back dissatisfied.

"You still have to bear the recoil when shooting, and the person wielding the sword has to feel the cruelty of the sword cutting into the flesh with both hands, but such a power does not require any price? I don't believe this kind of thing, so I am in the Kayol people The answer was found in the city!”

"They have already paid the price."

Mortarion paused to prepare for what he was going to say next.He looked around coldly, scanning every box and step in the amphitheater, except Magnus's box.

After a few seconds, he spoke again.

“Every city of the Kayol people has a building called a temple, which is filled with bones. Countless civilians who suffered cruel torture paid the price for the wizards while wailing and sinking in repeated alternations of life and death. This is the price they pay for using witchcraft, and what about the Thousand Sons?”

"The rumors of Legion No. 15 using witchcraft are by no means groundless, and the accusations made by Oshel Wardmaker are not slander. Like him, I fought alongside Magnus's warriors, and I also saw the Thousand Sons with my own eyes. They used witchcraft to summon lightning and flames, causing the ground to sink and the mountains to collapse."

"The spells they use are exactly the same as the Khayol. That's what worries me, you guys."

Mortarion closed his eyes and sighed softly, his voice becoming softer.

"My words today are not accusing the Thousand Sons of using sacrifices to gain power like the Khayol, nor am I accusing Magnus of condoning such barbaric acts that may not have happened yet. I just want to say that any power can There is a price, and psychic energy must be used in moderation."

"That's all I have to say and I'll wrap up."

He opened his eyes, turned around, and bowed slightly to the Emperor.The latter raised his hand in response.The brilliance surged, and a pair of shining golden eyes loomed, full of approval.

There was silence in the amphitheater, no one responded to the Lord of Death's words, people just listened in silence.Some eyes that gradually became strange have been cast on Magnus. The Red King clenched his fists unbearably and gasped deeply as he was surrounded by lion guards.

Mortarion's damage to him was actually far less than the Emperor's response. That raise of his hand was the reason why he was now having difficulty breathing.

His thoughts gradually fell into a terrible suspicion, and his emotions gradually collapsed: Why?Father?You actually agree with what he said?
"Next." In the center of the amphitheater, the signer calmly raised his scepter and tapped the ground. "Who's going to speak?"
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Angel Tai felt like he was dying, that he should be dead, but he wasn't yet.

This is a rather self-contradictory statement, enough to confuse anyone.However, he had been walking in the darkness for a long time. He could hardly remember anything. He only remembered clenching his right hand and holding on to a shadow.

He was walking, mouth dry, naked, and there was nothing left in the darkness except his bloody footprints.
Until a golden light shines.

Until a person appeared in front of him.

"My son." The man called him sadly. "You have to wake up, you are being reduced to a puppet."

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