Minutes ago... The Warp and the connection point to The Lion's Warp essence, the 'forest'.
The Emperor, Sanguinius, and Konrad Curze were hiding behind pillars in the castle. Sanguinius was currently applying makeup to Konrad Curze...
Although Konrad Curze's skin was still pale, it now had a hint of pink due to being well-fed. If he went out rashly, The Lion would definitely notice the difference.
At this moment, The Lion in the center of the palace was fiddling with a non-existent power claw in his hand, as if he had already become another personality...
"An ancient Terra sage once said, a person is only truly dead when their name is no longer sung by the world..."
...The Emperor: "It's starting! It's starting!"
"That is my responsibility..." The Lion's voice was deep and cold, like a whisper from the abyss.
He no longer hesitated, charging towards "Horus," his fist carrying destructive power directly towards the opponent's face...
The Lion punched himself in the face... From the beginning, there was no Horus, no lingering spirit.
This palace within the Warp was merely a projection of his inner world and a stage for his nightmares.
"A very accurate judgment," The Lion said coldly, mimicking Perturabo's voice, "Too bad you didn't have such Farsight on Diamat. I'll gladly take your cannons!"
The Lion backhanded himself hard in the chest... Then, The Lion imitated Angron's voice, grabbing his own head and smashing it against a nearby pillar...
As Sanguinius finished Konrad Curze's smoky eye makeup, Konrad Curze now looked like a madman from ten thousand years ago.
Sanguinius patted Konrad Curze's shoulder... "Wait a moment... Go!"
... (Continuing from the previous chapter)
"You blame everything on The Emperor simply because you refuse to take responsibility for your actions," The Lion said, wary of Konrad Curze's next attack.
"You always like to claim you can foresee the future, yet you let yourself become its slave rather than forging your own path."
He carefully stood up, "Father has not yet failed. As long as I draw breath defending the galaxy, he has not failed."
"You don't know what you're talking about." Konrad Curze delivered his lines from the darkness, holding a small cheat sheet full of dialogue. His voice was audible enough to be heard, but not enough to pinpoint his location.
"Perhaps," The Lion said, "but you've been dead for a long time, and I can't be bothered to waste words on a ghost."
The light he had glimpsed earlier outside the door shone again from the wall he was leaning against. He turned to see a kite shield hanging on the wall, glowing brightly.
It was beautifully adorned, carved with a crowned griffin.
The Lion reached out, and the moment his fingertips touched the shield... Fire... Rage.
He stood on a battlefield, holding this shield in his hand. The sky above was dim, but he could see all the stars and call them by name.
He could feel everything around him: the groaning, bleeding, dying humans, the hateful xenos, the tiny creatures moving through the dirt, trees, and grass—he could feel them all.
And all of this was interconnected within a vast web woven by some power. All this information and perception did not overwhelm him; this was simply how he had always lived.
The Lion stumbled backward. The shield was now in his hand. He recognized that thought; he had felt it before.
"Father?"
"He's been dead for a long time, fool." The darkness split open again, revealing Konrad Curze's figure. An optical camouflage device immediately deactivated behind The Lion, and then claws lunged towards The Lion.
The Lion raised the emperor's shield, and Konrad Curze's claws struck it impotently.
"Oh! This shield is so strong... What kind of shield is this! Is this Father's great power? (Emotionless)"
The Lion could feel the energy flowing through the shield, containing the same Imperial protection that echoed above the Terra Imperial Palace, an echo that was like the most vicious curse to the Warp.
He charged forward, swinging the shield to knock the Midnight Phantom to the ground, the emperor's shield firmly pinning it down as it struggled.
Konrad Curze: "Ah ah! I'm going to die! Ah... (Emotionless)"
As Sanguinius snapped her fingers from the shadows... Konrad Curze was instantly teleported back behind Sanguinius...
From The Lion's perspective, Konrad Curze collapsed and dissipated, disintegrating from within as its essence was destroyed and faded away. The old man watched it vanish into nothingness before getting up again.
Konrad Curze might be dead... but seeing his form dissipate without ever receiving the death that the Lord of the First Legion never had the chance to personally bestow upon him brought The Lion no joy. The deed was done... This was merely an illusion abandoned to the past.
In this cold, dark, distant future, there is only war... "Mother, Father... How did I do?"
Sanguinius turned back to look at Konrad Curze with a helpless expression. His acting just now was... a disaster. Fortunately, he was facing The Lion. If it had been Chagatai and Russ, they would have already started looking for hidden cameras nearby.
The Emperor, on the other hand, felt that all of this perfectly matched his inner feelings. Unlike Sanguinius and Konrad Curze, he had been watching the entire time with a "special effects enabled" perspective.
"Nice..." The Emperor said, reaching into his robe, rummaging left and right... Then he pulled out a strange car key with a bat symbol and tossed it to Konrad Curze.
"You can take the Batmobile from the palace basement garage. Don't crash it! That car is a limited edition from Lamborghini! Only two in the world!"
Sanguinius immediately asked, "What about the other one?"
"At Christopher Nolan's set for 'The Dark Knight Trilogy'..."
...On the emperor's lash,
At this moment, Kaiser was in the gym's octagon cage, wearing boxing gloves and sparring with Fides and Celestine. Russ, the guest referee for this match, waved his hand, and the match officially began.
Kaiser tentatively extended his lead hand, throwing two quick jabs. Celestine swiftly dodged, head-slipping, and adjusted her position with agile footwork, trying to find an opening.
"Your jab is too straight." Celestine chuckled, suddenly darting forward and throwing a low kick at Kaiser's calf!
Kaiser immediately raised his leg to block, but Celestine had anticipated it, faking to open his guard, instantly closing the distance, and slamming a right hook towards Kaiser's chin!
Kaiser immediately sidestepped, the hook grazing his chin and creating a gust of wind. Kaiser immediately adopted a shell guard, raising his shoulder and elbow to defend against Celestine's combo.
Then Kaiser changed his footwork, directly closing in on Celestine, and quickly landed a strike to Celestine's side waist.
"Tsk!" Celestine clicked her tongue, taking a step back, but still held her ground.
Kaiser gave her no chance to breathe, pressing forward with a right hook. Celestine dodged backward, simultaneously ducking low and charging forward, her shoulder hitting Kaiser's waist, forcefully pushing him against the cage!
"Oh, this..." Kaiser chuckled, wrapping his arms around, attempting a neck lock counter, but Celestine's center of gravity was extremely low. Her hands were already firmly gripping Kaiser's legs, and she directly picked Kaiser up and slammed him to the ground.
Kaiser was slammed hard onto the ground, his back aching.
Kaiser quickly escaped Celestine's ground game, rolling up to his feet. This time, it was his turn to attack. He feigned an attack high, then suddenly ducked low, wrapping his arms around Celestine's waist, twisting, and executing a double-leg takedown!
Celestine was caught off guard, instantly taken down. Kaiser immediately mounted her, his arms ready to deliver a devastating ground and pound!
Celestine remained calm, quickly retracting her legs, hooking her heels onto Kaiser's side waist, and rolling, instantly disrupting Kaiser's balance. Then she applied a triangle choke, clamping Kaiser's head between her two thighs...
Kaiser felt his neck tighten, his blood seemingly stopping instantly, his brain a dizzy mess. He knew that Celestine's triangle choke had firmly locked onto his carotid artery... But Kaiser was a little reluctant to remove himself from Celestine's thighs... (Author: I also want to have my head squeezed by the Living Saint's thighs.)
"Do you surrender?" Celestine asked with a smile, her legs gradually tightening, her arms slowly applying pressure...
Kaiser immediately patted Celestine's rounded butt... The match ended, Celestine easily taking the victory...
At this moment, Russ, looking eager, walked over to Kaiser, who was drinking water... "Uh... Uncle Kaiser."
"Hmm?"
"Can I fight you?"
Kaiser looked at Russ, who was over 3 meters tall in front of him... "Me fighting a Primarch? Is this real or fake?"
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