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

"You may have some memory loss due to the update of the secondary brain, but I remember it very clearly. The Black Legion that now trembles in the empire was just the delusion of a group of madmen thousands of years ago, because Abaddon's few words were barely connected. Little war gang.”

Kayon suddenly felt a headache when he said this. He once again saw the reflection of the illusion on the wall of the box. He turned his head slightly and saw a familiar figure standing in front of the cables and metal wall.

Farkus and thirty of his brothers, Telemanon, the swordsman captain of the lone Emperor's Children, Asaka the White Seer and one hundred and four brothers who were reduced to ashes, and the heavy artillery battery of the World Eaters Legion. Long Leo and Urivan along with the other four surviving World Eaters.

From today's perspective, this is a startup group, but in Khayon's eyes, this small temporary organization is ridiculous. Just the World Eaters warriors who like to use bolt guns to shoot long range are enough to make many jokes.

Khayon turned his head and saw himself in the reflection of the box wall, wearing Thousand Sons cobalt blue and golden armor.

Nefertari stood beside Khayon, her black armor contrasting with her pale skin, her wings clinging to her back instead of piercing into it. She leaned gently on an overly ornate spear, with a beautiful and inaccessible smile on her face.

Gale stood on the other side, the white eyes of the ghost wolf always alert. But Kayon knew that all this was false. Whenever Nefertari was close to him, he would feel her peaceful and sacred heart. The cold and strange halo of silence could calm Kayon's mood.

But now he didn't perceive anyone's existence in the spiritual world, he only saw everything from his own eyes. He saw Nefertari and Gale turning away together, and he felt the jealousy of toothache again. .

Kayon panted slightly. He needed some time to regain his energy. He didn't want to lose control in front of his sister.

"Ahem... We lament the legion that abandoned our comrades, our unkind father, our home world that whitewashed peace and was overrun with demons... I mean we did abandon the empire, but we fought for a better place. A better tomorrow, a future where the Space Marines are not cleansed by the Emperor."

++But you failed. ++

"No...more terrible than failure. The future promised to us by Horus was a lie. Abaddon saw this clearly, so he could get rid of his father's shadow and become the leader of the Black Legion."

"He recognized his identity and acknowledged the final defeat of the Legion's civil war. The fratricidal war between the Emperor's Children and the World Eaters Legion had caused more casualties than the Horus Heresy; Ahriman's Scarlet Letter completely buried thousands of people. The Sons of Sore; the Death Guard became more unreasonable and no one could communicate with them; the Night Lords were torn apart, with less than a fraction of the people surviving; the Iron Warriors huddled in a lonely castle and did not care about the world... As for the Alpha Legion, until Now we don’t know what they are going to do or how many there are.”

++This sounds bad. ++

"It's terrible." Kayon shook his head, his words full of bitterness, "Fighting like wild dogs for slaves and territory? Scavenging in the Eye of Fear like barbarians? Dying worthless in the end? We are soldiers, He is a warrior and a scholar."

++So, if you die slowly along the old route, your fate will actually be no different from the original, but it will save the empire a lot of things. The Eye of Terror is your place of exile and your executioner. ++

Izala's precise analysis made Kayon feel relaxed. He must forget the friendship and hatred of the past in order to free himself from the shackles and leap to the door of a new era.

There was a long silence between the brother and sister, and finally Izala took the initiative to break the silence between them.

++So what new tasks did Abaddon give you? ++

Izala asked, knowing that her brother's coming here to reminisce was not a temporary move.

"I will travel to Terra and tell them of Abaddon's inevitable victory, and if I'm lucky..."

++Tyra? ++

Izala interrupted Kayon's words, and her cold synthesized voice spewed out from the speaker at an accelerated rate. Of course she knew where Terra was, and she knew that her brother would never end well if he went to Terra.

No matter what her brother thought of her, to the Empire he was a traitor who deserved a quick death.

Khayon paused for a while, then found the gap in his sister's voice to finish the second half of the sentence, "If you are lucky enough, maybe the heart of the empire will admit that fate is irresistible."

++Nonsense! ++

Izala screamed.

++The great deeds that Horus and half of his legions failed to achieve back then, could he be able to do it as a small company commander? ++

"Back then, Horus used half of the legions to fight against the other half of the legions. Now the Empire is not that strong. They are full of many problems internally. After the Emperor ascended to heaven, they fell into an endless decline..." Khayon Trying to explain and comfort his sister's anger.

++Lies! lie! lie! ++

Izala continued to scream, which was a bit unbelievable for a machine spirit known for its cold logic, but Khayon liked the smell of his sister when she was angry. This is how a person should feel.

Silently thanking Kalbohar for his superb skills, Kayon finally appeased Izala's anger. He opened his hands, hugged the wall of the box, and gently placed his helmet on it, although there was still a gap of nutrients in between. There were fluids and chemicals, but this was the most intimate act the brother and sister could get.

"I have to go, it's my destiny."

++......++

Izala said nothing, but tried her best to control her floating arm, slowly and gently stretched it out, and touched Kayon's forehead with a finger.

"Take good care of yourself."

++Take good care of yourself. ++

After leaving these words, Khayon turned and left. He did not look back until the bolt sealed the fallen hatch, and Izala did not plead with her brother to stop through the loudspeaker.

As he walked further and further away from the core, Khayon could use his peripheral vision to see Nefertari and Gale following him closely, and the stiff footsteps of Mekari and Jhar could be heard behind him. .

"You are so cruel." Mefitari said, although her tone was soft, the irony in it made Khayon feel powerless.

Mefitari slid in front of him almost clinging to Kayon's body. She looked at him meaningfully, and he stood there, waiting for what she could say next.

"You are too lonely. Your lonely soul will die one day. You cannot find the meaning of life and cannot see the bright future."

(The author cut his hand, so I will stop updating for a day tomorrow, 嘤嘤嘤)