Chapter 775 Madman

The scenes when the Primarchs met the Emperor mostly ended in warmth and enthusiasm. Only Curze, whose brain was damaged by the Butcher's Nail and who had powerful prophetic abilities, felt negative emotions about the Emperor's arrival.

The Emperor, surrounded by psychic energy, was particularly like a god. He and his fleet pierced the gloomy sky of Nostromo. Many people saw the natural light from outside the planet for the first time. Some people were blinded, but Curze saw it very clearly at that time.

The tragedy of the future unfolded before Curze's eyes. He only needed to glance at it to understand their ending.

He began his great expedition with the Night Lord Curze. Because Nostromo was too expensive, Curze also developed his own set of rules of conduct.

"The reason why hatred and resistance appear is that the fear created is not enough. As long as I kill enough and it is scary, no one dares to challenge the red line of order."

"If the tragic death of a thousand people is exchanged for the effect that can only be achieved by the death of millions of people, doesn't it mean that I am merciful?"

"And the Emperor has never stopped me, which shows that my method is a necessary evil!"

According to this logic, Curze conquered one world after another. Because it was just a large-scale terrorist massacre, the industrial facilities on each planet would not be damaged, so he could quickly restore the productivity of the planet.

The rumor that the Midnight Lord is coming can make an entire galaxy pay more than normal taxes, and the criminal activities of the entire galaxy will stop instantly. No one dares to cause trouble under the eyes of the Midnight Lord.

But it is obvious that Curze does not have the talent to govern the Legion. Maybe he has a genetic defect, or because he is troubled by the prophecy and cannot keep his spirit stable for a long time.

As another representative who can predict, Sanguinius complained that Curze's obedience to the prophecy was too cowardly, but the strength of Sanguinius's prediction was far less than one ten-thousandth of Curze's.

He only predicted that he would die, but Curze could predict how he would die, down to the bricks and tiles of the scene, every minute of the time, and this ability of prediction could even allow Curze to experience the real future over and over again.

The last straw that broke Curze's spirit was the fall of his hometown again. The sins of Nostromo returned. They celebrated Curze's presence at the edge of the galaxy and replaced the new recruits of the legion with a group of criminals who had committed a lot of crimes.

Curze was mentally ill due to the torture of the prophecy, and found that the legion soldiers he was responsible for executing were all a group of damned criminals, so his mentality collapsed all of a sudden.

"If the judges themselves are full of crimes! What qualifications do they have to be the judges and symbols of the law! They deserve to die just as much! And even more so!"

Curze hated his legion and regarded them as criminals that he must eradicate.

Later, Curze's mentality continued to decline. During a prophecy, he accidentally killed an Imperial entourage member, who was an innocent person according to Curze's standards.

So Curze felt that he was not clean either. His hands should have been stained with the blood of sinners, but now they were stained with the blood of innocent people. Then Curze found that there was no difference between him and his children. He hated his offspring and hated himself at the same time, and hated the Emperor who created him to suffer.

Later, Curze had another attack. He accurately predicted the beginning and end of the Horus Heresy. He found that Fulgrim, whom he regarded as his white moonlight, had degenerated into a disgusting space eel.

Then Dorn rushed in and loudly rebuked Curze for talking nonsense and disturbing the morale of the army. The words uttered by a stone in anger were extremely aggressive.

Curze attacked Dorn while he was going crazy. When others arrived at the scene, they found that Curze was squatting on the fallen Dorn in a daze. Then he was locked up in the prison. As a Primarch, only other Primarchs could judge his fate.

Curze realized that the day of civil strife was coming, so he went back to his hometown with his children to take a look.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, but you will be shocked if you do.

Nostromo committed a murder every eleven seconds and raped every nine seconds.

Curze sighed and blew up Nostromo directly.

Later, there were some stories about the Great Rebellion, the Second Empire, and Curze being alone and being killed by the Imperial assassins.

After listening to it, Odemeier felt that Curze was quite miserable. He had no good guidance since he was a child. All he saw when he opened his eyes were a group of precious things, and then he formed a set of extreme logic.

The only white moonlight who accepted him, Fulgrim, his original companion, teacher, and brother, fell.

It was not easy to make his hometown have a little order, but it collapsed back to its original depravity in a few years.

The other primarchs who he considered as monsters did not approve of his way of survival, and regarded Curze's behavior as cruel.

The prophecy stimulated his spirit and played the realistic scenes of his death and fratricide again and again.

"I think this guy is mentally strong, at least he still has some standards, and he hasn't become a real beast." Odemaier gave his opinion.

"It's like this, when Guilliman was resurrected, he was impressed by Curze, thinking that Curze's methods were not as bad as he thought when facing such an evil thing as Chaos." Lin Fan nodded.

"So how do we deal with him? Just keep him here?" Odemaier asked, Lin Fan knew more about the treatment of the Primarch than she did.

Lin Fan thought for a while, then replied, "Let him stay here. I have torn off all the prophecies that bothered him. He can choose to live a peaceful life here, or stay with Fulgrim."

Stay with Fulgrim.

Odemaier looked at Fulgrim. He was the only one who showed a sincere smile and care when facing Curze. Guilliman's smile was more like a courtesy.

Maybe we can let these guys with brain... cough cough psychological problems watch a therapeutic film.

What kind of film should we watch? These people have flexible minds and think a lot. Everything they have experienced is a cruel war. Maybe we can let them watch an all-age cartoon to purify their souls.

Odemaier gave a suggestion, "Why don't we let them watch cartoons? The kind of cartoons with bright and positive pictures."

"Watching cartoons? I think it's okay. They probably haven't seen cartoons. Perturabo probably thinks this is one of the legacies of the golden age." Lin Fan thought there was no problem. This is a family movie party.

"In a sense, it is indeed a legacy." Odermire smiled. "After all, the animation has been finished for a long time, and I still have to find time to make it. But I remember that Rebecca's database has a lot of animations, so it shouldn't take too much time to make it."