Gavial Loken looked at Lorgar who was flapping the light barrier.
Even if another ten thousand years passed, he would never make a mistake in recognizing the other person.
The faces of each Primarch are unique, and the Emperor has endowed them with unimaginable charm.
There are many scriptures engraved on Lorgar's head, and his strong body looks like a Hercules from the dark mythological era.
In the early days of the Great Crusade, Lorgar's loyalty to the Emperor was admired by the other Primarchs.
Even though this kind of loyalty is extremely perverted, it still gained a lot of recognition.
His gift of public speaking was the strongest among all the Primarchs.
Able to use words to encourage a world to lay down their arms, join the Great Crusade, and become part of the Empire.
Lorgar's fighting ability is equally amazing.
When it is determined that a world cannot be subdued by words and needs to be fought.
Under his leadership, the Word Bearers Legion will also demonstrate unparalleled heroic spirit.
But now, this once noble Primarch who claimed to have known the truth was like a mad wild dog, imprisoned in a prison made of special materials.
Chains that absorb soul power bound his strong limbs.
Every minute and every second made him suffer unprecedented pain.
In addition to the pain in his soul, he also suffered from mental torture.
Guilliman became a being capable of standing up to the Chaos Gods.
This makes the theory he once advocated a joke.
Humans have potential that is equal to that of the gods.
Even if they are so-called omniscient and omnipotent beings, humans do not need to worry or be afraid, because they also have the same potential.
The so-called great powers of the gods are meaningless and unattractive to humans.
The powers wielded by the gods are great, but they are not special.
Humans are the poor lower class, and the gods are nothing more than wealthy capitalists.
The gap between the two is not unbridgeable.
Guilliman is on this path.
The more powerful human civilization becomes, the more of a laughing stock Lorgar, a running dog who once cheered for the evil gods like the capitalists, becomes.
He's clinging to the matter of the Holy Word and the Ecclesiarchy because he has nothing left to attack Guilliman with!
The former Primarch of the Word Bearers, one of the founders of the Empire, has become the biggest joke of the Empire.
Countless people are thankful that it was because of the Emperor and the loyal Primarchs' persistence that humanity was not sold out to the gods by this fool.
Otherwise, they would become captive livestock for the devil to enjoy his life.
Especially after seeing the tragic situations in other universes, more and more people with lofty ideals understand that if humanity fails, that will be the end.
They are kept in captivity and become food to feed those monsters and toys for them to play with.
Fate and truth mean nothing to those who are kept in captivity.
Because those things are controlled by those behind the scenes.
They have no choice but to accept their fate.
Lorgar screamed in pain and slapped the glowing barrier like crazy.
He wanted Gavial Loken to prove that what he said was true.
"What's going on?" Gavial Loken looked at Trist in confusion.
"He's a lunatic." Trist revealed a look of disgust. "The Word of God was written by the Holy Emperor to praise the Emperor. This traitor always wants to confuse people with false truths. Ignore these traitors, everything they say is a lie. The State Religion was also founded by Guilliman to strengthen faith and protect humans from the harm of the Warp. It was his many thoughts during the Great Crusade that enabled him to take measures so quickly after he woke up to build a firewall and reform the State Religion."
Gavial Loken was stunned for a moment.
The Holy Scriptures were written by Lorgar.
There is no doubt about this.
At the time, many of the descriptions in the Holy Word conflicted with the Imperial Truth, and the major legions took measures to restrict the circulation of this book.
But the emperor's achievements are so outstanding that many people can't help but believe in him.
At that time, believers on the Spirit of Vengeance often held small gatherings.
By the way, Gavial Loken was friends with Yovradi Keeler, the first living saint and the official recorder and photographer at the time.
In the 203rd year of the Great Crusade, a year after the Battle of Ullanor, Horus became Warmaster.
The Expedition Fleet No. 63 where he was was forced to change direction due to an ether storm.
For a long time, Gavial Loken suspected that this was actually part of the gods' plan.
Because that was simply a preview of the future siege of Terra.
That storm brought Expedition Fleet No. 63 into an unfamiliar galaxy of nine worlds surrounding a yellow star.
The ruler of this galaxy also calls himself the Emperor.
According to his explanation, he persevered and led his people through the difficult times ravaged by the warp storms, withstood the cruel tests of the Age of Conflict, and consistently defended the stable rule and strict laws of human civilization.
In the long, isolated and helpless ancient night, the fire of human civilization is kept burning.
This extremely precious and vital fragment of civilization has been preserved intact to this day, waiting to reestablish contact with its many fellow humans scattered across the galaxy in the future.
Their arrival marked the beginning of humanity's great moment in reconquering the galaxy.
The negotiations between this ancient fragment of human civilization and Civilization No. 64 turned into a war.
Sejanus, one of the four kings in the Council, was killed.
The Emperor claimed that Fleet 64 brought heresy and was determined not to resolve the issue through peaceful means.
The Emperor's abode, the High City, eventually fell to the Sons of Horus.
And that Emperor was killed by Horus himself.
If the story ended here, it would definitely be a slightly bitter story, but with a good ending.
That world was in turmoil.
In order to completely resolve the rebellion, Gavial Locke led the Tenth Company to personally deal with the rebels.
There, he first witnessed the unholy powers of the Warp.
His subordinate Zhu Bo was contaminated by the evil power of the Warp, and was possessed by the demon Samus, which twisted his soul and caused casualties to both teams.
Even if the body is pierced, it can move again.
Only when it was completely burned to ashes did Zhu Bo stop from causing further chaos.
Yovradi Keeler witnessed Juber killing her companions and was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, Gavial Loken arrived in time and rescued her.
This incident made Yovradi Keeler panic-stricken, and he only came out of that terrible nightmare after using the Holy Scriptures to strengthen his faith.
When Horus was injured on the planet Daven and sent to the local temple.
She summoned the power of the Emperor upon the Spirit of Vengeance, drove back the daemons, and became the first Living Saint.
At that time, many Primarchs, including Guilliman, remained distrustful of the Warp.
It is certainly impossible that the Holy Scriptures were written by them.
"Tell them, Loken, tell them the truth." Lorgar screamed in pain.
His voice attracted a lot of attention.
Those people looked at Gavial Loken.
To be known by a traitorous Primarch.
They guessed that he should also be a heavyweight imperial hero.
Some well-educated tourists who had made in-depth studies of the Empire's history deduced the identity of Gavial Loken from Lorgar's few words.
More and more people looked at Gavial Loken, wanting to see what he would say.
"I am indeed an upright person who does not like to lie." Gavial Loken said loudly, "I also do not like to lie."
These words made the painful Lorgar show a hint of excitement.
"The Words of the Holy Emperor were indeed written by Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of the XIII Legion Ultramarines. I was in the Great Crusade at the time, and there is absolutely no falsehood." Gavial Loken shouted, "I never lie, this is the truth."
His words caused the crowd to cheer.
They called out Loken's name and many of his titles.
"The great Gavial Loken."
"A great knight errant."
"The great Luna Wolf."
"No!" Lorgar howled like a fart spirit with a broken leg, "You are a liar too, Loken, you are a liar."
The cheering people will spread the news by word of mouth, and the incident will also be reported by the media, becoming another example to prove the greatness of the Holy Emperor.
As for the Howling Word Bearers Primarch, the poor fellow had nothing but lies.
People didn't bother Gavial Loken too much.
Trist asked someone to tell those people that this imperial hero had just woken up and they should not be too excited and needed to be given some space.
Those people made way for Gavial Loken with respectful looks.
Some children were held up by their parents, asking them to remember this great hero who sacrificed his life for humanity.
Gavial Loken walked up to Lorgar's cell, a playful smile on his resolute face.
"Why, why did you tell such a lie?" In pain, Lorgar stared at Gavial Loken, his eyes revealing endless hatred.
"This is not a lie. This is the truth." Gavial Loken said word by word, "Just like the truth you once told us."
Pushing humanity into the abyss of darkness and describing it as a redemption.
Making humanity suffer forever is the truth they talk about.
Gavial Loken possesses countless good qualities.
But those virtues will only be shown to good people, to the weak who need help, not to a group of ungrateful people who betray their brothers and betray everything.
Lorgar roared angrily and tried to rush towards Gavial Loken, but was blocked by the barrier.
The chains suddenly tightened, a mechanical humming sound was heard, and the power of the soul siphon increased, causing Lorgar to scream and collapse to the ground.
It was like rushing over and then suddenly kneeling in front of Gavial Loken.
Such a scene is full of drama.
"It seems that the return of an imperial hero can scare these guys to their knees." Trist recorded this precious scene.
The truth of some things doesn't matter.
It will be enough if it can provide some good publicity.
Gavial Loken turned and left.
Only the roaring Lorgar was left screaming in the cell.
Gavial Loken was amazed by what the Astronomican of Atonement exhibited.
He saw Erebus, the wicked beast that was.
It was this beast who stole the Nemesis Blade, secretly organized the Luna Wolves into a society, and corrupted this noble Legion.
It was his series of plans that ultimately led to Horus' fall into the abyss.
If it weren't for the Nemesis Blade, Horus wouldn't be overwhelmed by the suspicion and fear in his heart.
Nor would he betray the Emperor with whom he had fought for more than two hundred years.
The Luna Wolves were the first Legion to welcome back their Primarch.
The Emperor taught Horus tactics and fighting skills step by step, so that he could learn how to become a qualified commander.
The reason why Horus became the Warmaster was not only because of his tactics, strategy, and military strength, but more importantly, because the Emperor trusted him.
Otherwise, the entire galaxy's army would not be handed over to him.
"I will kill you, Erebus." Gavial Loken stood in front of Erebus's cell and said in a cold and cruel tone: "I will tear your bones out one by one."
"Lorken." Erebus's face was filled with horror. "How could you still be alive? This is impossible? This is impossible!
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"Yes, I am still alive. I have crawled out of hell. Now it's your turn, Erebus. Pray to your God. Your good days have just begun."
If this body wasn't still in the adaptation period, Gavial Loken would have requested an honor duel.
Pin down that idiot Erebus and beat him up.
Let him feel the power of truth!
If I didn't make him cry for mercy, it would be my fault for not exercising enough.
"Guilliman's path is wrong. He will only kill you." Erebus said tremblingly, "You don't know how many terrible enemies he has provoked. Those powerful beings can easily destroy a universe. You still have a chance to choose, Loken."
"Eat shit, traitor." Gavial Loken spat at him.
The anger in his eyes was hard to conceal.
"No matter what, when I leave Terra, I will apply for an honor challenge. Erebus, I will beat you until the shit and piss come out of you."
These words made Erebus turn pale.
He knew that the Empire would certainly publicize such a thing.
By then, he might become an even bigger laughing stock.
There are things in this world that are more shameful than this.
Gavial Loken walked towards the next cell.
That was the cage of Fulgrim the Purple Wind, the Primarch of the Emperor's Children Legion.
The opponent was also controlled by those special chains and soul siphons.
The entire radiance of the Astronomican was formed out of their pain.
Fulgrim's face was twisted in pain.
Gavial Loken had seen the former Fulgrim, the demigod Primarch who pursued perfection.
He was so noble at that time.
The Emperor's Son's pursuit of perfection is not only a requirement for tactics and strategy, but also a strict requirement for his own thinking.
They received the most favor from the Emperor and were given the special title of the Emperor's Sons.
This is an honor that no other legion has ever received.
But the atrocities committed by the Emperor's Children during the Siege of Terra were the most horrific.
The massacre at the Siege of Terra was largely carried out by the Emperor's Children.
They enjoy all kinds of twisted and horrific killings.
The cruelty of their atrocities is difficult to describe in words.
During the Siege of Terra, the rebels lost all their logistics.
The Emperor's Children roasted the corpses and ate them.
A large number of Imperial loyalists who failed to escape were impaled on the sharp barbed wire.
At that time, on the battlefield, countless corpses and living people were pierced like that, and there were such people on every fallen line.
The most cruel and tyrannical are the Emperor's Children.
At that time, death was the best option when in desperate situation, and even a gift.
Better a bullet to his own head than to fall into the hands of the Emperor's Children.
Gaviel Loken looked at the twisted and mutated Fulgrim.
His face had been elongated, his appearance long and narrow.
There are a pair of curved devil horns on the head, like a crimson crown.
The upper body had a pair of arms, and the lower body had turned into a snake tail covered with scales.
"A pathetic monster." Gavial Loken commented mercilessly, "Ugly to the extreme."
"Loken." Fulgrim would naturally not forget Loken.
After all, it was the Luna Wolf who dared to refuse Horus on the Spirit of Vengeance, who had already obtained the power of the gods.
Fulgrim's narrow eyes revealed endless hatred.
If he were given the chance, he would tear Locke into pieces.
No one could humiliate Fulgrim.
"Don't call me by my name, monster." Gavial Loken said with disgust.
"Don't be complacent." Fulgrim showed a cruel smile. "Guilliman used his little trick to bring you back to the world, but he won't succeed forever. When he fails, I promise you will be extremely miserable."
"Think of yourself first, monster." Trist said and looked in another direction, "Increase the power of this idiot."
The humming sound of the machinery was intensified and became denser in an instant.
Fulgrim, who had originally been smiling, screamed and trembled in his cell, his twisting limbs pulling the thick chains taut.
He felt the Emperor's past pain.
The soul-draining pain made it impossible for him to think.
"How pathetic! You have to live to that time first." Gavial Loken said mockingly, "Look at you now, Fulgrim. Where is the arrogance you had during the Siege of Terra? Where is that rampant arrogance? Why has it all disappeared?"
"Why do you crouch like a wretch? Where is the great power you have been given? Why don't you use it for us mortals?"
Fulgrim screamed and raged, his eyes wide open with hatred as real as he stared at the one who dared to laugh at him.
There was nothing he could do except to rage in impotence and draw the ridicule of Gavial Loken.
"It's such a pleasant sightseeing." Gavial Loken's tone became cheerful. It was really satisfying to see these guys who were once arrogant and committed endless crimes against humanity end up like this.
Trist recorded Gavial Loken's every word and action, and his smile was also recorded.
These are all propaganda materials that the empire can use in the future.
After watching Fulgrim's impotent rage for a while, Gavial Loken turned to look at Trist and asked.
"Who's next?"
"I suggest going to see a guy you know well."
"A guy I know? Another Primarch? I'm familiar with all of them. I've been with most of them."
"He is not the Primarch, but the former Chief of the Council of Four Kings, the Captain of Horus' First Company, and the Dark Warmaster, Abaddon. This guy took over the position after Horus's Heresy and became the number one minion of those Chaos Gods. He launched thirteen Dark Crusades against the Imperium and created a terrifying Great Rift, which almost plunged humanity into the Dark Night again."