Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

Matthew stood in the sky, holding the spear that turned into a lantern upside down.

Those hill-like sea monsters had no size and insufficient defense, so they were defeated by him after several attacks.

But he did not relax because there was a mysterious figure under the swamp.

People on the edge of the swamp don't know that the real BOSS lies deep in the water.

They only knew one thing, that is, the person still floating in the sky killed several mythical creatures in an instant in front of them.

The preacher was the first to kneel down, even though the water under his feet was bone-chilling.

He raised his hands and called the being in the sky God!

Matthew didn't care about the mortals at the edge of the swamp. What he was thinking about now was how to get the clams out of the water.

This is God’s will. He will not give up just because of a slight setback…

Emperor's Dream.

The ten companies of Horus have lived up to expectations and have returned in triumph.

The Emperor held a grand welcome ceremony for him. This was the first battle of the Wolf God.

Casualties inevitably appeared after all, and some Luna Wolves returned in the form of gene seeds.

But when I went there, there were just over 10,000 people, and when I came back, there were still around 10,000 people.

Horus learned from other companies that material providers had also come to them, and the Seventh and Tenth Companies were not alone.

This welcome ceremony was used by the Emperor to build momentum for the future Warmaster. He even asked the captains of the Luna Wolves to give speeches.

Horus sat to the lower right of the Emperor's seat, with the Emperor himself and another vacant seat in the main seat.

No one will ask who the empty seat is for.

All the Imperial Guards and a considerable number of people on the Emperor's Dream knew of that person's existence.

Horus enjoyed the moment proudly, until Loken began to go up and give a speech.

"I love my Primarch! I swear that I will spend my life protecting the being who gave me the Astartes bloodline! I will never allow the owner of my soul to shed even a drop of blood before my blood dries up... "

Loken spoke his mind directly, and he was so loyal that it left people speechless.

It's just that he was the only one who knew what he meant inside and outside his words.

Of course, there is a God.

Rasta arrived late, and immediately snatched away the Emperor's Pink Custodes to serve himself food.

He still looks like that little creature, but no one around him dares to disrespect Him.

Unless you want to face ten thousand excited Luna Wolves or even the Custodes or even the Emperor himself.

The Emperor wanted to say hello to Him.

But Guang wanted to hold grudges, because the emperor hid something wrong in the drawer, so he simply ignored this guy.

The Custodes moved the empty seat next to Horus.

Rasta sat in her seat and asked Horus.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's very good, with all the attention and concern, as if in the light, everything seems to be thriving."

Horus was quite satisfied with the status quo.

"If you have a schedule, I need you to come with me."

Rasta felt that Horus was relatively easy to use. The last time he went to find Ibosas and Fulgrim, he relied on Horus to play Slaanesh.

"Who are you planning to harm?"

Horus glanced at his boots nervously, then remembered that he was no longer in such a tolerant and magnanimous manner.

"Just simply play your natural role. It fits your current position very well."

What Rasta told was the truth, but there was part of the truth that he did not say.

"What role? Are you preparing to steal the power of Khorne?"

This made Horus interested. He thought that Light Desire wanted him to play the God of War and find someone to fight with.

The conversation between the two was not evasive at all. The Imperial Guard next to them was fascinated, and even the Emperor wanted to put his head over it.

"Go, go, go! Children are chatting, what are adults listening to?"

Rasta turned back and took the Emperor's son to squeeze out the Emperor.

"Are you a child?"

"I'm not a child?"

The emperor looked at Guang Lu, who looked like a child, and was speechless for a moment.

The fifth baby feels wronged, and the fifth baby doesn’t speak.

Loken had already stepped down, and Abaddon was next to speak. Abaddon saw the confrontation between Light Desire and the Emperor from afar, and this "cheap and tense" atmosphere made him tremble with fear.

So he began to rely on his personal understanding and started talking nonsense.

He first talked about how excellent the Wolf Shepherd's military qualities had become under the Emperor's education. The Emperor's truth led the Moon Wolves to find the direction of victory.

Then he was ready to play the family card.

His father could not be involved in the messy affairs between the emperor and the material provider. The young shepherd couldn't bear the nonsense of these two parents.

So in his impassioned words, he used a sentence that he thought was very reasonable to draw closer the relationship between Horus and the Emperor.

"The genetic father of the Luna Wolves, Horus, will always be the most loyal network administrator of the Lord of Mankind!"

Lust, Horus, Loken, the Custodes and even the Emperor had not yet had time to be shocked by this statement.

Ten thousand Luna Wolves had begun roaring, "No one is more suitable to be the Emperor's Webmaster than Horus."

This time it was Guangyu's turn to feel guilty.

He took steps forward before retreating: "Hey, what, Yigubigu, I forgive you."

"Then give me the Death Note or the Purple Gold Gourd." The emperor still couldn't forget the two pairs of Chaos Noble Phantasms.

"No!"

Rasta rejects all blackmail.

The Emperor returned to his seat.

This was the first time he officially announced the existence of Rasta to the world.

These quarrels are conveying a message to the outside world.

The source of the material provider was not the Emperor's radiance, but a collaborator who had a very good relationship with the Emperor.

The Imperial Guards will be responsible for spreading the news in some way, as will everyone attending the banquet.

The Emperor had already planned this when he had set up another equal seat next to his own.

He has had this idea since the Dawn Court became independent.

Lust is his shield.

The Four Gods of Chaos want to attack the empire and plot against him, Igubigu, so they have to ask Wusidi Xitong if he agrees.

When the subspace is staring at the Milky Way, Light Desire is also staring at the subspace with a cutlery.

The emperor could not hear what he said next, so Rasta set up soundproofing.

Horus really wanted to tell his father that everything he was doing now was for the Empire, instead of deliberately alienating him, the master of mankind.

However, he especially wanted to know what evil ideas the Evil God had.

As a result, the emperor was robbed of his son in front of him.

"I am now helping your brother Luojia repair the genetic defect, but he must go through a ritual called fairy tale.

There is an indispensable role in this ceremony. After thinking about it, I feel that only you can play it. "

Light wants to be serious.

"What role?" Horus was already guessing whether he was Luojia's master, Luojia's enemy, or Luojia's good brother.

"This character is the heir of a kingdom's ruler!"

Guang Lu's words made Horus feel that he was indeed suitable.

"It is extraordinary and extraordinary, so extraordinary that the whole world will pale in front of it."

Horus' blood was surging, and he felt that this suited him.

"Any knight who sees the successor of the ruler will marvel and sincerely want to follow him."

Horus felt that this was his personality charm.

"No one is suitable for this role except me! I will not disappoint your expectations!" Horus geared up.

At this moment, Guangyu's map of the Yan Kingdom was finally fully unfolded, revealing the poisoned dagger.

"Then you come and choose, which one is more suitable?"

Rasta implanted a bunch of women's clothing into Horus's mind, mainly long skirts and court dresses.

"What role are you talking about?"

Horus flipped through the clothing albums in his mind, including all kinds of lace underwear, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"The essential princess in fairy tales!"