The Sun King's Evidence

"Isn't it good to be alive?"

In the Palace of the Emperor's Children in Constantiniya, the smile on Fulgrim's face disappeared, and the original body said lightly to his heir.

"Give me freedom, or give me death!" Julius said resolutely: "Since I accepted your power and joined your camp, I have the right to know the truth. What secrets do you have that cannot be told to anyone? Do you have to erase all of that?”

"This is not something you should know." Fulgen frowned. The original body knew that Ryan's brother-in-law had a very stubborn side in his character. He had really experienced this in more than ten years of getting along. On the bright side, the brother-in-law This kind of character makes him very tenacious, courageous, and determined to overcome all difficulties. On the bad side, the brother-in-law can also easily get into trouble.

Like himself, he is a person who pursues perfection, Fulgen thought, if it were not for this reason, Fulgan would not look at his brother-in-law differently.

"I must know." Julius took out the "History of the Third Legion - The Emperor's Children" written by Fulgrim. In many of the passages marked with black and unknown, there is clearly the following paragraph. The Second Army and the Eleventh Army existed, but any passages involved in them were told to be "deleted". Only during the Battle of Randan, Fulgen mentioned a few words about the Second and Eleventh Army.

My brother-in-law felt itchy after reading it.

"Yulius, do you know what you are talking about?" Fulgrim saw that Julius still refused to give up, and his tone became dangerous: "All our original bodies have sworn a poisonous oath, never to mention anything about that person again. Everything related to the two brothers, and even the memory of many of them has been erased. Even Ryan, if you ask him, he will never mention a word to you!"

"So, I'm here to ask you!" Julius took an aggressive step forward. He stared at Fulgen angrily: "Since you want me to work for you, you must tell me the truth. You What happened to those two brothers?"

"Yuri, you are just a mortal!" Fulgan was angry: "That's not something you should know!"

"What is it that I shouldn't know? You can speak out about the heinous existence of Horus and even describe all his stories in the military book. What is so shameful about those two originals? Story?" Julius was also angry: "If you don't tell me, why should I join you?"

"I said, this is not your right!"

"Then I have the freedom to quit!"

"You no longer have the right to withdraw."

"No one has the right to force me."

"Yuri, don't force me."

"You forced me! Sir, I need to know the truth!"

Julius scratched his neck, and his brother-in-law was like a mad lion at this time. He approached step by step: "Why can't you say? What can't be said? When our lady was revealed to be an elf god , didn’t Ryan face it calmly and accept it in the end? Is there something dark in your so-called human empire that you don’t even dare to face?”

"I told you, this is different!"

"What's the difference? You are so powerful. Many true gods are no match for you, a demigod, let alone your large group of brothers and countless legion soldiers under your command. I know how strong you are, and the one who was The supreme being that you and Ryan call your father." Julius stepped forward, and his brother-in-law's attitude was very firm: "If you can't say this, why should I join such a dark and depraved organization full of secrecy?"

"Young man, you are playing with fire!"

"Paper cannot contain fire!"

The original body and his heir stood together. Fulgrim stared at Julius. He silently stretched out his hand towards the divine sword placed on the bedside - the Phoenix Blade. There was no doubt that he had moved Killing intention.

But Julius refused to give in. Landuin's artifact, the knight, was unsheathed even if he didn't die with his bare hands. He would rather die than surrender!

Eyes widened, Fulgrim's purple-blue eyes were burning with anger, and Julius' sea-blue eyes were equally fiercely resisting. Even his soul and thoughts were oppressed by Fulgrim, even if his body was because of the original Blood flowed from his eyes, nostrils, corners of his mouth, and ears under the physical pressure, but he still refused to give in.

Both sides glared at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Within a few minutes, it was obvious that Julius could no longer hold on. He knelt on one knee on the ground, vomiting blood, and his head hung down weakly. He gasped for air, and dots of bright red dripped on the purple gold. color, on a carpet embroidered with an aquila pattern.

"How come you have the same temper as when I was young?"

After another few minutes of silence, just when Julius felt that his internal organs were bleeding, Fulgrim finally relieved the pressure. The eyes of the Emperor's Son were slightly admiring, but mostly helpless. He motioned to Yuli. Wusi sat down: "Really want to know that much?"

"Please... be sure to tell me!" Julius still insisted.

"Okay, since you are the brother of the Imperial Princess, I can tell you something." Fulgrim hesitated for a few seconds, and then the original body of the Emperor's Son compromised: "But you must swear a poisonous oath, never Disclose to anyone.”

"Okay." Julius followed Fulgrim's request and swore the most vicious oath not to reveal anything.

The room was very quiet. After Fulgan watched Julius finish his oath, he hesitated for a few seconds and slowly said some parts: "The existence of the Second Legion and the Eleventh Legion is the history of the human empire. The most profound and unforgivable disaster in the world. For this reason, all the insiders were either silenced or had their memories completely erased. Even the original body, we were forced to swear an oath never to talk about the past. Regarding everything about the two brothers, the only people who currently know the cause and effect of everything are probably the Emperor, Malcador, and Ryan, who inherited everything from Malcador."

"What about you?" Julius took the towel from Fulgrim's hand and touched his face to wipe away the blood, but his brother-in-law immediately turned blue. Isn't this towel the one Fulgrim used to hang the flagpole just now? Article?

"Me? I also swore a poisonous oath, but those oaths have been revoked due to my previous fall and ascension to the devil, so I can talk a little about them." Fulgan also looked very pale when talking about this matter. Ugly: "But actually there is nothing to be proud of, not at all. In fact, many times I wish I could be like Dorn and ask to delete all my memories. It would be easier this way."

"Even the heinous existence of Horus can be discussed openly. Why must the content involving them be deleted, or even actively requested to be deleted?" Julius asked.

"...You have to remember, Yuri, I am telling you this not because your threat was successful, but just because you are the brother of the emperor's personal concubine, Sulia, and that's all." Fulgen Emphasized, after getting Julius's affirmation, Fulgen thought and said: "So, where to start... So, you have seen the Battle of Randan in the military book I wrote, right? ?”

"Yes, you said in your military book that the Ran Dan Alien War was a terrifying alien encounter when the expedition fleet arrived at the edge of the galaxy. The civilization of this race has reached a certain threshold. Their strength and technology are so It was so terrifying that the Empire suffered huge losses. The entire expedition fleet was not spared. More than one complete legion was completely defeated. Many worlds were turned into wasteland. Dozens of Titan legions were completely wiped out. The Empire We almost faced the end, and the Emperor had to personally take action. The Lord of Humanity personally broke Ran Dan's 'Eternal Night Labyrinth' before he reversed the decline in the war. Even so, you suffered immeasurable huge losses?" Julius nodded to show that he had read it.

"Well, among them, in the first stage of the Battle of Randan, those responsible for supporting the front line were the Primarch of the Second Legion and the Second and Eleventh Legions led by him." Fulgrim nodded slowly, recalling the original history. , the original body seemed to be in great pain: "At that time, the empire was no match for Ran Dan. The enemy was too powerful. They had a higher level of technology and could easily enslave other races and transform the planet into a battle fortress. The intelligence of the aliens The level even puts some of the original bodies to shame."

"So, at the beginning of the war, we suffered repeated defeats, losing more than 80,000 Space Marines and eight-digit Imperial troops. The battle lines retreated repeatedly, and the northern border was swept across. What's even more frightening is that Ran Dan can easily simulate our signals. , control our warships, enslave our soldiers, every war is an asymmetric war, every war has the enemy's full view, our eyes are black, and in the end, my father was forced to take action himself." Fulgen After telling everything he knew, the Primarch's face showed an expression of extreme shame and hatred: "What is most unacceptable to us is that through this war, the Primarch of the Second Legion, a hypocritical person , an overconfident person, our former war commander, his thinking has changed."

"Variety?"

"During the war with Ran Dan, he gradually understood the nature of subspace. He deconstructed the Emperor." Fulgrim's eyes became hollow and terrifying, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark: "The reason is simple. , for mankind, the Emperor is the patron saint, the Lord of mankind, the salvation and the last hope of all, but... for the original body, for those demigods such as the superhuman space warriors and the Imperial Guard. For example, what is an emperor?"

"Is it...the master? Is it the master? Is...the father?" Julius asked.

"They have power, but lack rights. They have status, but lack the corresponding right to speak. The Primarch of the Second Legion believes that he and the Space Marines headed by him have become the Emperor's tool to rule the galaxy. They Should not and cannot have a mind of their own, but this is not possible, as the galaxy is gradually conquered, new bureaucracies will replace the old ones, relying on violence led by Space Marines, Custodes and Imperial Guards, Navy Institutions to replace all of this, so if you look at it this way, is there any difference between the emperor and those warlords? What is the difference between him and the Ran Dan alien?"

"Of course there is a difference!" Julius said immediately.

"Wait, listen to me first." Fulgen smiled slightly: "Of course there is a difference. If the goal of the warlords and the guys headed by Ran Dan Alien is to first extract all the wealth and value from mortals, then the goal of my father's empire is naturally To be even more different, his goal is to increase the value and expand the empire and the entire human race as a whole group. Generally speaking, it is the improvement of comprehensive national strength and the expansion of territory."

"But the question is, what is the difference for civilians? For example, since A also robbed me, and B also robbed me, then for civilians, what is the difference between A and B? Of course, maybe B's appearance It will look better, but it is essentially the same. Look at what I said in the military book, the hive city, corpse starch, and mechanical slave workers, don’t they all confirm everything?”

"At the same time, the Emperor's actions have greatly restricted the rights of the original body, the Custodes, and the Space Marines. For them, they are born noble, born good, and born powerful. Many people believe that they are destined to rule all peoples. They are destined to be masters, but under the Emperor's command, what are they? They are just thugs."

"Since he has been just a thug all his life, and the Warmaster is just a high-level thug, then in terms of his personal interests, why doesn't he defect to Chaos? Why doesn't he defect to the aliens? Why doesn't he stand on his own? Instead, he willingly becomes a high-level thug? What? , you mean civilians? Why should I sacrifice my own interests to protect those mortals? If I don’t see it, doesn’t it mean it doesn’t exist? I am the Lord of the Sector in the Alien Empire, and the Lord of the Chaos Sector in the Eye of Terror. Lord, isn't it better than being a high-level thug with no power or position in my father's empire? If you don't let me be a master, then I will go somewhere else to be a master!"

"I understand." Julius's face turned pale: "This is an unanswerable question. Everyone has selfish motives."

"Yes, and the most terrible thing is that relying on this, the Second Primarch deconstructed the nature of the Emperor's power, and he not only understood this himself, but also compiled this set of theories into a book and spread it around, which led to at least five More than a dozen Space Marines wavered in their sacred mission on the battlefield of the Battle of Randan, and separatist tendencies appeared in a large number of areas." Fulgan sneered: "And the facts prove that what he said is not true. Totally wrong. Look at those Loyalist Primarchs. They are either dead or missing, or they are Guilliman the Ice Coffin Man. And aren’t most of the rebellious Primarchs alive and well? Like me? They are still alive after ten thousand years. Can be pulled back by Ryan.”

"I see, no wonder." Julius realized that what the second primarch did directly shook the foundation of the entire empire, and it was difficult for the emperor to clean it up completely. Spreading among the heirs would be a devastating blow to the empire, so it must be eliminated from the source.

"What about the Eleventh Primarch?"

"The Eleventh Primarch is much simpler." Fulgrim seemed to remember something embarrassing, and laughed angrily: "When we found him, that guy not only became the leader of Ran Dan's alien race, but even his whole body was covered with blood. Having undergone transformation and turned into a half-human, half-alien existence, he not only happily accepted the position of chief leader of the Randan clan's army, but he did not even accept any control, but willingly regarded the Randan people as his real father. Moreover, he used the power of the original body to pollute all the gene seeds of the entire legion. At that time, most of the Eleventh Legion turned into human and Randan alien hunyuan bodies under his will. These hunyuan bodies were much larger than ordinary interstellar bodies. The warrior is much stronger, his whole body is surrounded by spiritual energy, and his strength is amazing.”

"He also perfectly confirmed the Second Primarch's theory of 'run to Chaos to become a Great Lord, run to the Alien Empire to become a capable master,'" which makes all Space Marines except the Dark Angels and Space Wolves Legion. They were all seriously shaken. I have never seen my father so angry. He ordered everything to be purified, erased all traces, and handed over the task of completely destroying and purifying Randan's aliens to Zhuang Sen and Russ. As we all know, this The two guys are the most loyal and the least likely to be swayed.”

"It's easy to break a mountain, but it's hard to break a heart." Julius sighed.

"Old Eleven's famous saying: 'Other places may not be paradise, but I just want to escape from hell.' His dream is to build a galactic empire with a great integration of races, where no matter whether it is humans, greenskins or Eldar, All human beings can coexist harmoniously under the control of the Randans, excluding Chaos, of course." Fulgrim smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Even the fallen Horus cannot accept this theory, so both the loyal and the fallen sides are ashamed. It’s so embarrassing to mention him after all.”

"Indeed, it's so embarrassing." Julius' doubts were cleared.

"So, now that you know everything, go back and prepare for battle. We will leave the day after tomorrow." Fulgen signaled to his brother-in-law that he could go out.

Julius bowed respectfully and withdrew.

Fulgrim was the only one left in the room. The Primarch of the Emperor's Son was silent. He suddenly took down a painting from the bedside and brushed his slender fingers on the glass frame. On it was the portrait of the halfling Harpy. The venerable halfling sacrificed himself in his duel with Mortarion, freeing Fulgrim from the mystery of the Second Primarch.

"There is always something worth sacrificing, and there is always something worth protecting."

"Thank you, Happy."

Note: The content of this chapter is purely the emperor's personal speculation and has nothing to do with the official establishment. If there is any similarity, it is pure nonsense. Those who disagree can express their personal opinions freely, but please do not involve personal attacks, otherwise it will be deleted.

I would like to give a friendly suggestion that those who strongly disagree can also write another book. The starting point is not that there are no fans who have written in this regard.