Chapter 983: Unrepentant

"What?" Leman Russ was also shocked when he heard this. He didn't catch up with the siege of Terra, and he didn't know many details. He only knew that his beloved Master Malcador was sucked to ashes by the Golden Throne.

And he didn't want to think too much about it. After all, they were all old memories that could break his heart, and they were of no benefit to his current actions. Now relying on Lin Fan's explanation, his somewhat cold heart was slowly ignited by anger.

But Lin Fan didn't notice the change in Leman Russ's mood. He pointed at Magnus's remaining dignity and continued, "If you hadn't broken the webway and let the throne go out of control, how could Malcador die? If he could stay and continue to supervise and transform the empire's administrative agencies, how could the current human beings suffer under a bloated bureaucratic machine?"

"Lies! All lies!" Magnus screamed and shook his head desperately, "The Golden Throne is a dangerous device! Malcador's death alerted me! If I follow my father's wishes, I will definitely become the next poor guy to be sucked dry by the throne!"

"Just you? You are a naive and childish idiot? Do you think you are really qualified to sit on the throne? Seat? The Emperor and Malcador never included you in their plan from the beginning! They always treated you like a child and spoiled you! "

"No. This is not true. This is not true."

"Did you see the underground palace when you invaded Terra? Huh? That is the residence prepared by the Emperor for you."

"I didn't see it! I didn't see it!"

"Don't run away from reality! You know you did something wrong, why don't you admit it? When Leman Russ took the legion to Prospero, why didn't you contact him? Tell him about your uneasiness in your heart? "

Magnus' lips trembled. He looked at Leman Russ who was getting more and more disappointed and angry beside him and couldn't say a word. Only coughing and panting came out of his throat.

"Oh, by the way, you think Leman Russ is low-class, right? You think he is a barbarian! You treat him as a dirty dog! An untamed beast! A fool who only knows to obey the Emperor's orders without thinking!" Lin Fan shouted loudly, which made Magnus more uneasy and ashamed, "But I tell you, Leman Russ is very smart, he is much smarter than you! He knows when to speak and when not to speak! If other primarchs betrayed the Emperor because they did not receive enough love, then you have received too much love and forgot who you are!"

Me? I have received too much love?

This sentence struck Magnus like lightning. He stared at Lin Fan blankly, carefully recalling his life.

Yes. I have received far more love than other brothers.

When they were still struggling on a wild and strange planet, I had already established psychic communication with the Emperor. We talked every day, sharing knowledge while imagining a bright future.

I have gained enough trust from the Emperor, and I have told him many secrets in person. However, I failed the Emperor's trust, and it was Leman Russ who knew nothing who proved himself, which made my image worse.

I also got enough expectations from Malcador. After all, I am the strongest psychic after the Emperor. If the Webway Project and the Golden Throne go wrong, I can become a powerful assistant to the Emperor.

If... If I didn't cowardly hide in the meditation room in Prospero to escape reality, but followed Leman Russ obediently, would Horus still rebel?

It's all my fault.

Magnus shuddered, and his pale skin turned purple and red in an instant. He stretched his neck and shouted to Lin Fan, "I'm not wrong!"

Lin Fan couldn't believe that Magnus was still so stubborn. His defense-breaking mouth cannon was blocked for the first time.

My goodness, how arrogant is Magnus?

Then Magnus took advantage of the time when Lin Fan kept silent and roared hoarsely and angrily, "Yes! I am not wrong! Do you know why? Because the ultimate destiny of the empire is destruction! All I did was to tear open the lies that my father had cast on the empire, and accidentally exposed the corruption of the empire! I am the real hero! And you ants who blocked the tide of fate are fools!"

"You are really unrepentant!!!"

Magnus was strangled by the angry and irrational Leman Russ. He couldn't breathe and could only stare at Leman Russ's face with his only remaining eye bulging.

Leman Russ frowned, and his eyes were angry as if they were about to spit fire. For a long time, he felt a little guilty about Magnus. After all, he was also deceived by Horus and turned a capture operation into an irreversible massacre.

Many times, Leman Russ even thought that if he could put aside his prejudice against Magnus and go down to communicate with him in person, perhaps the Great Rebellion would not end in such a tragic ending.

But now it seems that he was just thinking too much.

Magnus is hopeless! Even if he doesn't fall into the arms of Tzeentch, he is still that arrogant and rude fool!

Seeing Magnus like this, Lin Fan gritted his teeth and jumped directly to Magnus's ear and whispered, "Remember Ahriman? The captain who used the red letter spell to turn the Thousand Sons Legion into ashes?"

Although Magnus couldn't speak in Leman Russ's stranglehold, he could answer Lin Fan by shaking his skin.

"Good, you still remember. Then do you remember that Ahriman has found a way to remove the red letter spell?"

Magnus wailed, hoping that Lin Fan would stop talking.

"Hehe." Lin Fan laughed grimly, ignoring Magnus's plea, "The way to reverse the scarlet spell requires your death as a trigger. You keep saying that you love your offspring more than yourself. You swore to Vulcan that you would not give up your offspring even in exchange for the bright future of the human empire. But what did you do?"

"Gugugugu. Cough cough." Magnus made some sounds, which was his last stubbornness.

Lin Fan said word by word, "You broke into Ahriman's ritual, broke up his magic circle, and used the huge energy to absorb all the soul fragments scattered in the galaxy. The result is that your beloved offspring may never be able to turn back from a pile of ashes."

Magnus' body stopped as the last word fell, his purple-red face turned pale, and his psychic body was no longer as strong as before.

There is a traitor among us. Skinner: Will it be that meat bun? Stealer: That guy just looks weird.