Chapter 478 Thousand Sons’ Choice
Magnus let out a sigh, a sigh so deep that it seemed to come from the cold and dead abyss, echoing off the rock walls covered with thorns and unspeakable filth.
When he was in the subspace, a certain ugly subspace entity, called a demon, devil, and evil existence by many civilizations, made a promise to him on behalf of the Lord of Change.
As long as he is willing to submit to the Lord of All Changes, the Lord of All Changes will save his home planet and his descendants.
His sigh appeared in the ears of every Thousand Sons warrior.
There is a special psychic connection between the original body and his descendants. At this moment, they are on the Mandeville Shell, which is extremely close to the real world and the warp space. This psychic connection is infinitely amplified.
The warriors of Thousand Sons were startled for a moment, and the throbbing from the depths of their blood made them realize who the owner of this sigh was.
"The original body? The original body is back!"
They did not hear Magnus' complicated mood from his sigh, and they fell into ecstasy.
Joy overwhelmed their tense nerves.
The Primarch has arrived, and Prospero is saved! Now that the Primarch has arrived, the Emperor's misunderstanding will be put to rest! Now that the Primarch is here, they don't have to betray the Empire!
"I'm sorry for you."
Magnus's heart bled.
It cannot be said that every Primarch has deep feelings for his offspring, but Magnus is undoubtedly the more prominent one among the Primarchs who have feelings.
Psionics themselves are related to the emotions of creatures.
Strong psychic energy will naturally give rise to strong emotions, and strong emotions will in turn increase psychic energy.
Magnus loved his Thousand Sons so much that he never imagined that one day he would lead his sons down a path that he hated.
But he had no choice.
His stupidity ruined the future of him and the Thousand Sons Legion. If he could do it all over again, he would give himself a hard time to wake up.
But he doesn't have the ability to travel through time yet.
"No, Primarch!"
"You did nothing wrong. We are sorry for not being able to protect Prospero while you were away!"
The warriors of the Thousand Sons did not hear what Magnus really meant. They thought the Primarch was blaming himself. They felt sincerely angry and guilty for their own incompetence.
"Everyone listen to me." Magnus took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy surged along the bloodline, sending his voice into the hearts of all Thousand Sons warriors.
"A long time ago, I led you to sign a contract with a kind of psychic alien. We call them guardian elves."
"But it's a scam."
"An evil warp entity witnessed that contract, and he has the ability to change that contract at any time. No one can stop him, not even the Emperor."
"Therefore, the Emperor signed the Order of Extermination."
"It was my fault that you all fell into the trap of the subspace entity unknowingly and became his meal."
"I am determined to obey the warp entity to keep Prospero and you safe."
"Now, you can make a choice."
"If you are willing to continue to follow me, stand with your guardian elves, and they will teleport you to a safe place. If you are not willing to continue to follow me, just kill your guardian elves. They will not resist now."
Magnus' voice was filled with pain.
As the most knowledgeable of the twenty Primarchs of the Empire, he occasionally did not use his brain when doing things, but he was very clear-headed when reviewing afterwards.
This sobriety brought him great pain.
Because he knows that everything is his fault, he has no angle to shirk responsibility, and he cannot blame anyone except himself.
He is the only sinner.
Magnus stood by the porthole. He was obviously not injured, but he felt waves of heartbreaking pain.
The psychic energy trembled unsteadily, forming small lines of thunder and lightning around his body.
Amon looked at the thunder and lightning around Magnus with a vigilant expression. These thunder and lightning were covered with a layer of misty gray and exuded a strong ominous aura.
"Primarch, isn't the Emperor omnipotent? How could he not stop that evil warp entity?"
Amon had a premonition that Magnus would pay a huge price to save them.
Amon's mood was very complicated.
He was Magnus's mentor, and he was once proud that he had taught such an outstanding disciple as Magnus.
Later, when the Emperor came to Prospero, Magnus suddenly became the original body, and he borrowed Magnus's gene-seed to complete his body transformation, becoming Magnus's child in a way.
This huge change in identity often made him feel disillusioned, and also created a sense of distance between him and Magnus.
But at this time, the sense of distance suddenly disappeared.
Looking at Magnus's lonely and painful figure, he seemed to see the child who was sad and depressed because he couldn't learn the key to studying magic.
He couldn't help but want to comfort Magnus, but the psychic vision caused by Magnus's inability to restrain his emotions kept him from getting close.
"If the Emperor was omnipotent, I would not have been deceived by the Lord of Changes in the first place." Magnus had already made a decision in his heart. He no longer feared the name of the Lord of Changes. "In subspace There is a being more powerful than the Emperor."
While in the subspace, he felt a strong sense of oppression from the Lord of Change that even the Emperor had never given him.
Amon raised his head in horror.
After Magnus called out the words Lord of Change, he felt an indescribable force suddenly appear in the subspace.
In the battleship of the Thousand Sons Legion, the guardian elves appeared out of thin air without being summoned.
"Gulu.GuluGulu"
"Gulu.GuluGulu"
"Gulu.GuluGulu"
After hearing what Magnus said, the Thousand Sons warriors all had shocked expressions on their faces.
Weren't they wronged?
Are they really contaminated?
The warriors of Thousand Sons were in disbelief, but when they saw their guardian elf suddenly appear, the expressions on their faces gradually changed from shock to grief.
It wasn’t the empire that betrayed us, it was us that betrayed the empire
Some Thousand Sons warriors could not accept this truth. They pulled the trigger and blew the guardian elves into pieces with their bolters. Then they knelt down and roared, and pointed the muzzles of the bolters at themselves.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In a very short period of time, about one-tenth of the Thousand Sons warriors disappeared from Magnus' perception.
They were loyal to both their Primarch and the Emperor.
They cannot weigh which of the two is more important to them, so they choose relief.
The rest also made their own choices. Some of them killed their guardian elves and were determined to fight to death here. The other part walked to the guardian elves with complicated eyes and waited for the guardian elves to open the portal.
At the same time, the coalition government's fleet moved! (End of chapter)