Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Those who are capable are rewarded by Khorne, while those who are incompetent are spurned by Khorne and torn to pieces by the hounds. But now that Khorne's power has waned, the restrictions on Tzeentch can be ignored. This also provides a safe space for these officials and nobles in front of Fulgrim. In the past, when demons invaded, how could this group of people who would definitely not be watched by the God-Emperor and Khorne survive.

After thinking about this, Fulgan pursed his lips tightly. They had naively thought that as long as they moved fast enough, even just 50 years would be enough for them to liberate the productive forces of many worlds. But now it seems that the most worthwhile thing to do in these 50 years is probably not the purge.

His temples were pounding, and the words telling Coze to skin them and dismember them were on his lips. There were footsteps at the door, and Vulcan walked in with many children in his arms. These children were also dressed in extraordinary clothes, and their good diet made their appearance even more outstanding. Compared with them, the children born to poor people are simply two different species.

Vulkan looked at Fulgen and sighed deeply, "A group of mothers entrusted their children to me. I can't refuse..."

These nobles move really fast... Why not use this ability in a more useful place?

Looking at Vulkan's appearance, Fulgrim also recalled Vulkan's deeds during the Great Crusade when he leaned down to block the fire of a child. For a moment, he began to think about whether the blame should be placed on these children.

"That's why you are stupid." Coze sneered twice, jumped out from Fulgrim's side, and quickly killed all the trembling officials and nobles. Even the souls in his body were not let go, and he was directly sucked into his body. The torture continues in the nature of subspace.

The Emperor's Son didn't even react to Curze's movements. He only felt a light touch on his hand, and broken flesh and bones fell from his fingers.

The surging murderous intent went straight towards the children in Vulkan's arms. Vulkan's expression changed. He felt that these children were innocent and should not fall into the hands of Curze and be tortured.

He put the child behind him and blocked Curze's attack with his broad back. The armor was torn, and a large piece of flesh was torn off. Vulkan felt a little pain, turned around and punched hard.

Curze jumped up, put his toes on Vulkan's thick arms, and then used his strength to turn behind Vulkan.

"They must stand trial too! There are no innocents!"

Kurtz screamed crazily, his dark eyes becoming more cruel and dangerous. Vulkan had no Salamander by his side, and the handpicked stormtroopers could not help him. At this moment, only Fulgrim could keep up with Curze's movements.

"Wait for Curze!" Fulgrim stepped out and tried to catch Curze. But as Curze said, as long as he wanted to, Fulgrim and Vulkan alone could not restrict his actions at all.

Curze's body and armor became as flexible as running water. The solid metal folded and bent without any damage or bending. He avoided Fulgrim's hands and guided Vulkan's fist toward him. He grabbed Fulgen's chest and left.

boom!

Fulgan received a punch, his chest was tight and he was short of breath. Stars appeared in his eyes, and he knelt on the ground to catch his breath. Vulkan looked ashamed when he saw this, but he did not help Fulgan up. He still stood in front of the child like a hen guarding its young.

"Koz...wait a minute...they are just children...innocent." Fulgrim said after coughing hard several times.

Curze escaped from the shadows. He was obviously stimulated by Fulgrim's words. He roared crazily, "Are they innocent? They are so damn innocent! Every piece of clothing they wear and every meal they eat comes from more... They suck it from the people at the bottom! Their fathers and mothers are bastards who seek power and usurp the throne. They are maggots parasitizing on their parents' power! Sooner or later, they will become more like beasts like their parents! They deserve to die too! They are not worthy of sympathy at all. ! You pity them, why don’t you pity the people they purged? Aren’t their children quite innocent, but have these beasts ever been merciful?”

Cozz shouted, covering his head and shaking. Fulgrim knew at a glance that this was a sign before Curze went mad. He and Vulkan could only obtain information with the help of their eyes and brains, but Curze could understand everything with empathy and foreknowledge, and he did not bother to tell them lie.

"That little bastard! You pretended to be innocent and innocent, but you relied on your power to force many people to offer their daughters to you! Two hundred? Three hundred?"

"Me? I haven't done that kind of thing." The child pointed at by Kurtz shouted in surprise, but Kurtz suppressed it with a more cruel tone, "You will do it in the future! If we didn't come, you just need to It only takes two years to turn you into a complete beast! For the happiness and justice of those hundreds of people, I will execute you now!"

Curze screamed and charged forward again. This time Fulgrim did not stop him and fell into deep self-doubt. Only Vulkan still blocked Curze's attack with a stiff face. He was also shocked by what Curze said, but he still had trust and hope for the child.

"We should give them a chance." Vulcan said, his voice no longer as firm as before.

"No chance! Let them go to hell and apologize to those dead people!"

Curze seized the opportunity and successfully got behind Vulkan. The frightened boy and girl could only attract more disgust and hatred from him. In Curze's eyes, their clothing was other people's skin and flesh.

Vulkan had a splitting headache when the child was stimulated by Lingchi's screams. He was enraged, and his body became faster and stronger, and he kicked Curze mercilessly. But this time was enough for Curze to tear several children apart until only their bones were left. He vomited blood and flew far away, smashed a stone pillar, and lay on the rubble, sneering at Vulkan.

Vulkan's lips trembled as he looked at the blood and minced meat on the ground. Upon seeing this, Curze continued to taunt, "Your kindness is nothing short of stupid, Vulkan."

Vulkan didn't open his mouth to refute, and closed his eyes in deep thought.

The differences of opinion among the original bodies were so frightening that no one dared to raise their opinions. Even their breathing was suppressed and gentle, for fear of stirring up the solemn and suffocating atmosphere.

After a long time, Fulgan helped the seriously injured Coze up, and then said to Vulcan, "We still have a lot of work to do, and there is no time to waste."

Vulkan nodded and borrowed a flamethrower to burn all the bones. He will protect the weak and those who are worth protecting. So what is not worth protecting? Vulkan couldn't understand and didn't want to think about it.

This is much harder than protecting survivors in battle...

Curze was very satisfied with this. The corners of his mouth curled up. Fulgrim and Vulkan could finally understand a hint of his despair. Now Curze began to look forward to how his life would develop next.