Chapter 854 Cartoons Are Poison

The warlock walked to the Silent King in a twisted manner, then opened the metal ribs on his chest and released the most important data core.

If Slaanesh was observing here, he would definitely say something about the extremely explicit scene.

The data core seemed to have been carved by laser, and all the information that Orikan could transmit was extremely compressed and finally presented in the form of a tattoo.

The Silent King judged from the style of the tattoo that this was the technology of the Antedos Great Cluster, the Peptikun race. This race was created by the subordinate races of the Old Saints. The combat capability was not strong, but this tattoo could be used for ultra-long-distance communication.

That civilization, like the countless civilizations annihilated in the War of Heaven, was destroyed in the flames of war and the collapse of the universe, but fortunately the dynasty's database still retained the ancient technology for parsing the meaning of tattoos.

After reading it, the Silent King did not give a direct order, but the fingers that kept tapping on the armrests of the throne showed his eagerness and worry.

The huge fleet was divided into two, and the fleet led by the Silent King changed its destination to Mars.

Angron naturally discovered Orikan's actions, but he was in a low mood and wanted to die, so he didn't care what Orikan did.

"Is Curze going to torture Angron?" Lin Fan looked at Fulgrim. He was the one who knew Curze's psychology best among the Primarchs.

Fulgrim touched his smooth chin and thought for a while, "I think Curze should have taken Angron to his secret darkroom to watch cartoons."

"Are you serious?" Lin Fan was amused by Fulgrim's guess, "If you say Curze will hang Angron up and skin him, I think it's quite reasonable."

"No, no, no." Fulgrim shook his finger. He didn't agree with Lin Fan's opinion, "The pain on the flesh is nothing. You can only feel pain for a while, not for a lifetime."

"But Curze once tortured Vulcan crazy."

"There is such a thing?" Fulgrim widened his eyes. He never knew that Curze and Vulcan had such a grudge.

"Ah, isn't Vulcan physically very strong? He's basically indestructible. Curze wants to try to kill Vulcan and make him admit that he's just a monster created by the Emperor."

"Why didn't you say it before?"

"I just remembered it. I'm not a book that can be opened at will. How can I remember it without anything to remind me? Haven't you memorized ancient Chinese poems? Sometimes you can't memorize a word without being reminded."

Fugen quickly calmed down his shock and prepared to find Curze to ask about his story with Vulcan. "Ahem. In short, the more sophisticated torture method should be to attack the heart. The brightness and positivity shown in those ancient cartoons are like a blade that scrapes Curze's heart."

Fugen remembered the time when he watched cartoons with Curze. And the observation report submitted by Celestine when she accompanied Curze to watch cartoons. Celestine had wings similar to Saint Giles, and every time she appeared, Curze would stare at her for a long time. Because of this, Celestine became the only person besides Fugen, Lin Fan, and Odermayer who could stay with Koz without being attacked by the crazy Koz.

At the beginning of the cartoon, Koz looked normal, and his eyes only showed curiosity about the subsequent plot.

After the cartoon was played for a while, Koz showed signs of madness. His pale face looked pale under the light of the screen. The brighter the picture and the more positive the plot, the more obvious Koz's disgust and hatred for himself became. He grabbed his hair, his eyes were wide and round, and the bloodshot on the whites of his eyes was clearly visible.

In the middle of the cartoon, Koz gritted his teeth and laughed softly. These sounds squeezed out of his throat were like a person in a dying state. He laughed and trembled. When you thought he was immersed in his own pain and ignored the content of the cartoon, Koz would recite all the details of the cartoon by heart.

When the cartoon entered the climax stage, Koz also went completely crazy. He curled up in the shadows, crawling and twisting, holding his neck with both hands to control the screams to be lower than the sound of the cartoon. This process was quite terrifying. Celestine, who was with him, could not bear the negative emotions emanating from Curze even though she had experienced many cruel wars and killed countless demons.

Screaming, twisting, dark crawling, roaring, convulsions, crying, the rustling sound of skin cutting, and the smell of blood flowing all over the ground.

The cartoon ended, and the buzzing sound of the screen current was not enough to cover the dark voice of Curze's madness.

At this time, Fugen would call to the corner of the shadow to confirm that Curze had reason and could communicate normally. Celestine quickly got up, said goodbye to Curze quickly, and ran out of the room like escaping. Sometimes she would step on the wings and fall down when she got up too hastily.

To be honest, when Lin Fan learned this from Fugen, he always felt that Curze's current state was similar to that of the Dark Eldar. The only difference was that the Dark Eldar tortured people and themselves in order to protect their souls from being devoured by Slaanesh. And Curze tortured himself purely because he felt that he was deeply sinful and really didn't deserve to be treated kindly, so he chose to torture himself to relieve the guilt in his heart.

"This is even more twisted than Perturabo." Lin Fan couldn't help but complain, and Perturabo beside him also had sharp ears, and he immediately began to question what Lin Fan meant.

"In short, I don't think Angron will have too many problems. At most, he will just go crazy with Curze." Fulgrim said lightly. Dorn and Jaghatai agreed with Fulgrim's analysis.

Although Angron is now moving with a metal body, the pain and despair in his tone are exactly the same as Curze's.

Jaghatai said, "As long as Angron is not controlled by Khorne again, I think he will never want to pick up the axe again."

Seeing that the primarchs all had this view, Lin Fan had nothing to say. He walked to Trazyn and helped him up to ask about his situation.

Trazyn looked a little dazed. Lin Fan called him several times before he reacted.

"Are you okay?"

Looking at Lin Fan's concerned eyes, Trazyn couldn't say anything. His data core was a mess, and the memories of getting along with Orikan were being constantly relived and copied by Trazyn.

"I. I'm a little tired." The lifeless Trazyn took away Lin Fan's hand on his shoulder and stood aside without saying a word.

Lin Fan said that he could understand that surviving the war between the evil gods and the star gods was not an easy thing. When Trazyn recovered from the shock, he would become the museum curator who loved to watch fun and collect.

"Is the Ark active now, Iverene?"

"The Bone Master will need another 5 days to repair it."

"Well, let's gather the surviving troops of the Empire these days. I remember seeing the White Scars' ships just now."

"Ah. My descendants. I really don't know what they look like now." Chagatai smiled.