The fragrance of the rose in the City of Gray Flowers made Luojia feel relaxed and happy.
In fact, this unique and wonderful smell means home to Lorgar.
He lazily leaned on the railings of the balcony, looking out at the scenery of his long-lost home - the minaret temple of the covenant provided an unparalleled view, enough to overlook any part of the city.
The hot breeze slowly blew over his face, causing a slight sound of fabric fluttering. Nowadays, Lorgar is wearing a simple robe, and the thick power armor of the past has been taken off by the servants when he returned to this temple.
Next to Luojia, there were two equally tall figures who were no less impressive than him.
Elaine, the Lord of the Twelfth Legion, and Magnus, the Lord of the Fifteenth Legion.
In fact, when the news that the Perfect City was destroyed and that the Word Bearers were rebellious leaked out, the Primarch of the Thousand Sons rushed to Colchis without stopping, wanting to know the whole story and process.
However, he met Elaine who was sent by the Emperor to monitor Lorgar. Magnus was also extremely interested in this sister who had returned for thirty years but had never returned to Terra.
Thus, a long conversation began, and the facts confirmed Magnus's subconscious. They found quite a few common topics - from war to art, from people's livelihood to technology, from spiritual energy to philosophy, for For the two tall and majestic Primarchs, there seemed to be nothing they couldn't talk about.
Judging from the current harmonious conversations between the two, the unfamiliar barrier has been broken down invisibly, and the conversations they have become more familiar with include a variety of radical topics.
Even Lorgar would listen to the conversation between the two from time to time, fearing that there would be a quarrel between the two brothers and sisters whom he was particularly concerned about.
"I thought my brothers were as brutal in art as they were in war. It seems that my eyes have indeed been opened today, Magnus."
"Hahahaha! Of course, I am Magnus. However, you are as worthy of your reputation as your legion, Elaine. I have to admit that Perturabo is right about you. You are a born artist. .”
"It's just a simple arrangement and combination with a little inspiration. Even Perturabo can do it - but I didn't expect that my unreasonable brother would actually praise me behind my back?"
"Perturabo has always been like this, sister. Believe me, his expression is like a labyrinth with no exit. Apart from being incomprehensible, there are only endless twists and turns - perhaps only his sons can understand he?"
"Well... Indeed, the tenacity of the Iron Warriors is self-evident, but it is a pity that only a few people can discover their sincerity."
"It's like an undiscovered jade. If they are willing to use this tenacity to explore psychic powers, then their attainments may not be lower than those of the Thousand Sons - hahaha! Just kidding!"
"The problem of psykers has never been our concern, Magnus."
Elaine frowned slightly when she heard the term psychic ability.
"Why not? My sister - although I have never actually met you, the reputation of you and your legion has spread in the Maelstrom. Your unique communication method... I guess I don't need to say too much Explain, you also know the greatness of it. In fact, you are a genius in the field of mind. Elaine, one day I will definitely invite you to Tizca. The Tianxiao School will definitely be grateful for your arrival. .”
Regarding the slightly disgusted expression expressed by Elaine, the tall Lord Prospero spread his hands, and the halo of spiritual shock waves lingered on his red body.
Pride is undoubtedly one of the symbols of Magnus.
In his eyes, Elaine's psychic power, which was also inherited from the Lord of Humanity, should carry forward this path like himself, and even become a pioneer in legalizing the power of psychic power in the empire.
After all, in the eyes of others, the Twelfth Legion, which is always silent, undoubtedly has a strange ability to communicate as efficiently as the Dark Angels, and the power of the mind that is always rippling around Elaine is prove.
Perhaps in the eyes of the world, spiritual energy represents all kinds of hateful and disgusting witchcraft, but Magnus gradually understood the nature of these powers through research and study on the Sea of Souls, and persisted in With his vast knowledge and ability, he is undoubtedly the 'prophet who has seen the flames outside the cave'.
Elaine slowly shook her head at the enthusiasm shown by Magnus.
"Although I don't know that the secret of the Twelfth Legion has become known to everyone... But no matter what, I will not use this great power inherited from my father at will, my brother. Don't easily test the soul. The price of roaming the sea will most likely be an irreversible disaster - have you ever thought that if it is not suppressed with a harsh attitude, then this power that can directly connect to the soul will cause What a massive devastation.”
Elaine sighed softly. The death of the heir in the past and the curse that spread in the soul connection were still vivid in his mind, and the lost right arm also indicated that the war between him and the Blood God was not over yet. As someone who had truly seen the flames outside the cave, How could she explore the power of subspace as unscrupulously as Magnus did.
Just like the history she was familiar with, this brother whom she had never been in contact with was still so hopeless in his attitude towards psychic powers, and he even preached to himself his weird theories such as 'subspace represents the future of mankind'.
Although Magnus's wit and humor are certainly reassuring, this inexplicable pride will become the root cause of his illness.
"But, my sister. Have you ever thought that if the future of mankind will be borne by us pioneers, then..."
When Magnus tried to continue arguing with Elaine in a serious manner, Lorgar, who had been looking at the beautiful scenery of the Gray Flower City, spoke.
"Alas...my brother, my sister, as with some things...disagreement is inevitable."
"...Okay, brother."
After Lorgar intervened, Magnus also realized that he was a little too excited.
"Father has his own opinions on these issues."
When talking about the Lord of Humanity, Luojia's vision was a little blurry.
"Presumably, in the near future...father will give us a reasonable answer."
He thought of the destruction of the perfect city, and he thought of himself kneeling before His majesty.
Under the darkening sky of Colchis, Lorgar seemed to see some huge beings residing on it.
He knew that this was the 'thing' that Elaine had told him before - it existed beside him all the time, watching his surroundings all the time, but he was unaware of it, as ignorant as a proud fool.
Luojia's eyes shifted to the majestic crimson king.
Some light blue bird feathers are already faintly visible.
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First update~
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