The body is intimidated.

He even found a rather peculiar technology and quickly put it into experiments: in the future he could see, this technology was called: Super Raven Guard.

He even calculated the techniques and means needed for the Primarch: not those inferior imitations, but real human demigods, but in some desperation, he finally gave up on this path.

In this way, the experiment continued and advanced, with disturbing blood echoing in the increasingly crazy air, until he could no longer find enough experimental subjects, until he could no longer obtain satisfactory consumption.

Ping Liao: Even though he was so crazy, he still clearly remembered to leave enough soldiers behind to resist Ran Dan's pressing step by step.

It wasn't until he was in trouble that he couldn't solve, until he was struck by madness again, until he had a flash of inspiration while laughing wildly, and he came up with a perfect solution.

He walked to the mirror and looked at the face that was getting older amidst endless fatigue and worry.

Heydrich smiled.

He is so stupid.

The best experimental subject.

Isn't it right in front of you?

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When Morgan opened his eyes again, Horus had already walked aside and questioned Abaddon, who was bowing his head in silence.

Obviously, the Spider Queen's silence was understood as a kind of fatigue, a kind of weakness that was not suitable for questioning again.

"Tell me, my child."

"In the end what happened!"

The hands of the Wolf God covered Abaddon's broad shoulders. He was almost eye level with his heir, and his eyes had changed from the worry of the father of genes to the majesty of the Lord of the Legion.

"tell me!"

"..."

"..."

Abaddon lowered his head, biting the corners of his lips, and made an unprecedented move: maintaining a rare resistance and stubbornness towards the questions raised by his genetic father.

and silence.

Horus looked at his heirs, and then at everyone: If at first, his question was just an uneasy curiosity, then now, it is a stubborn topic that must be solved.

After his third round of questions were answered by endless silence, the Wolf Shepherd finally lost his patience: he moved Abaddon gently but firmly, and raised his feet to walk towards the strange bloody door.

Go: Even though every one of his children has gathered in front of and around him, begging him with words not to move forward.

But he remained unmoved until the only person who could stop him unknowingly stood in front of him.

[Stop it, Horus.]

[You should not know what is happening inside. Your heirs’ silence is out of love for you. Knowing what is going on there is not good for you.]

The Shepherd God laughed: he laughed angrily.

"You mean, everyone is hiding something from me: their love for me?"

[Although this is difficult to understand: but, it is indeed the case.]

【Ignorance is bliss, my brother.】

Following Morgan's words, the surviving Luna Wolves once again gathered in front of their genetic father, blocking the way between him and the mysterious door.

They lowered their heads and remained silent: they were ashamed of concealing and violating their genetic father.

But they still stood there firmly.

For a moment, Horus even suspected that this was Morgan's method, but when he looked at his blood relatives, he only saw the astonishing exhaustion and helplessness in those blue pupils:

No inferior idea can survive in such an environment.

The Wolf Shepherd looked at his blood relatives, and his blood relatives also looked at him: the two Primarchs did not have any communication, their eyes were their words and windows, reflecting each other's things they wanted to know.

Horus looked at it for a long time, looking very seriously until he was convinced that what shone in Morgan's pupils was only the pure sincerity between blood relatives.

After a long time, the Shepherd God finally spoke slowly. He looked at his blood relatives and his children: he was unwilling to use force to hurt any of them, so he could only use a tone that was almost pleading.

.

"tell me."

"Tell me what happened."

"That's my brother, I have the right to know his situation!"

"Are you going to tell me to forget about Heydrich from now on!"

Morgan breathed, she stared at Horus calmly, her eyebrows lowered.

【Maybe……】

Before she finished speaking, the Spider Queen's pupils widened in disbelief.

Because, behind her.

It was already shining with golden light.

And a broad hand that no one could resist, also unconsciously pressed on Morgan's shoulder.

In that brilliance, a voice came.

Like a god.

——————

【Yes.】

【Horus, my son.】

【My sixteenth son.】

[From this day on, from this moment on, you, your legion, and every official, soldier and resident in my kingdom, everyone, must forget all this. 】

[Everyone must forget my eleventh son and the eleventh legion.]

【They failed.】

[This is not a request or a suggestion, but an order, an order that requires the strictest execution methods.]

[All written records and film and television materials about them must be destroyed, all war files and private records about them must cease to exist, and all people who have been associated with them, whether they are civilians or Astartes warriors

, all must undergo the most severe memory erasure surgery.】

[And as my descendants, you will be no exception, Machado will be responsible for all this. 】

【This is an order: from now on.】

[There is no Eleventh Primarch.]

[There is no Eleventh Legion either.]

【They never existed.】

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Sweat, cold sweat.

Cold sweat dripped down Morgan's forehead like never before.

A strong man, a strong man who was so powerful that she could not resist, came behind her without her realizing it and casually took hold of her lifeline.

And she even had to wait until he took the initiative to show up before she had the most delayed feeling.

Nothing could scare Morgan more than this.

She was even scared and trembling.

It's really...an unprecedented feeling.

The Spider Queen pursed her lips. Her face looked pale in the light and shadow. While the figure behind her was talking at length, she slowly moved her steps, trying to stay away from the golden light.

But she failed.

As her boots dug bit by bit at the floor under her feet, the hand covering her shoulder seemed to sense something. It even patted her casually, as if it was comforting a frightened big cat.

But he had no intention of leaving at all.

When it noticed Morgan's obvious uneasiness, it even paused briefly: that represented a sincere confusion.

Morgan didn't know for a moment whether he should be angry, grateful, or afraid.

But before she could come up with an answer, Horus' roar shocked everyone.

"Father!"

"Why!"

"Why do this!"

Horus stood, his whole body trembling with excitement and confusion, and even the huge wolf skin almost fell to the ground. His mouth first grew very large, and then closed tightly:

It was because he was clenching his teeth and letting the veins stand out on his forehead.
To be continued...