When Kayon woke up from his long coma, he realized that he had been taken into a room and chained to the wall.
His vision was dark, but not because he was blindfolded.
This is the price -
He forcibly harnessed powers beyond the limits of his body, and as a result his nerves were severely damaged, depriving him of almost all senses, not just sight, but also smell, taste, touch, and the sixth sense of his soul. .
Only the hearing function barely remains.
In other words, he is now a useless person. Not only has he lost the powerful sorcery power of the past, he has even lost the superhuman senses of the Astartes, making him worse than a mortal.
This is the price -
As a wizard who has been in the subspace field for many years, he knows one truth - there is no power without paying a price.
In fact, before using that power, he had already made plans to die together.
It was just some accidents that gave him a wonderful turning point in his view of the world and his destiny, although he still can't figure out what this accident symbolizes...
Upon closer consideration, both Soshiyang and the Astral Knights are filled with some indescribable weirdness.
In such dark confinement, Khayon was able to think carefully and speculate.
"Kayon?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Kayang's heart, and it was very familiar.
"Um?"
He shouldn't have heard anything, but he heard Soshiyang's voice, which was weird enough.
"Can you hear me? Nod if you can."
Kayon was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.
"They all say that you are blind and deaf now, but I still want to try. It seems that we have some fate. Now I am standing in front of you."
Qianzi chuckled and laughed at himself in a hoarse voice.
"It's a great honor, but it's a pity that the house is so humble and I didn't prepare any refreshments for you."
"I'm not here to mess with you."
There was a hint of severity in the other party's tone, but Kayon continued his lazy attitude.
"Of course, it's not funny."
"The current situation, you should be very clear. You are already a prisoner, Iskandar Kayan. Your survival depends on my mood."
"Well, indeed, although it's not the first time."
After that, there was another long silence, and Kayon even suspected that the man was gone.
But just when he was about to sleep for a while, Soshiyang's voice sounded again.
"I want to hear about the Black Legion."
"Oh? Don't tell me, you are also dissatisfied with this decadent empire?"
"Shut up! Traitor! Just say whatever I tell you!"
Hearing the angry voice of the other party, Kayon sneered.
"So what does the Black Legion look like in your mind, or what do you know about the Black Legion?"
"A ragtag group of losers exiled or forced into exile by various renegade legions."
"Are you deceiving yourself? If it's just a mob, then what are you fighting against in the Twelve Black Crusades? To belittle your opponents is to belittle yourself."
"I'm just stating what I know."
"Okay then, let me tell you that in the history of the Human Empire, there was a specific period in which the records were severely destroyed, and the details of the events during that period were also distorted by lies.... It was a relatively peaceful and prosperous era, and it was at that time that The wars of the Horus Heresy have subsided, and the iron fist of the Empire has swept away other threats in the galaxy and regained power... You can imagine that era, the Empire spanned the galaxy, united and powerful, it defeated the enemy, purged The internal rebellion... Anyone who dares to have a dishonest belief in the "holy" Emperor will be sentenced to death. They will pay the price with their lives for their inappropriate remarks, and the alien creatures in the Empire will also be punished. Capture and execute.”
Khayon took a deep breath with disgust.
"At that time, you had the power that you have lost now, but the real resistance has not yet begun! In fact, the crisis still lingers, and the greatest threats to the empire have never been eliminated, they are just forgotten... Yes, then The empire has forgotten us, and for the first time in human history, "peace" has been achieved. After paying the heaviest price for victory, peace was finally established on the basis of ignorance and forgetfulness! From rebellion to the Great Purge to It only took a few generations for all this to become legend... The High Lords of Terra maintain their rule in the name of the 'ascended' Emperor - and believe that we will forever be on the run of shame, never again. Can’t come back.”
"Indeed, in the history of the Empire, there has not been any enemy threatening Terra since the Beast Wars."
"Ha! They made up stories to each other, describing how we were driven into hell and wandered there forever... Indeed, the terrifying subspace storm was just like a guillotine. It was just us who were rebellious in the empire. Where to go! In the early days, the majestic Cadian Fortress World was nothing more than an uncontested outpost. There were no huge Imperial fleets cruising in the void, and the local people did not need to be forced to sacrifice themselves to the mincing meat of the Imperial Guard. Machines, trained as soldiers destined to die in battle....In fact, the Cadian people did not need to do anything at that time, it faced almost no threats, and the former empire was able to maintain the appearance of strength simply because it The real enemy no longer raises his butcher knife against the false emperor, do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because at that time we were busy killing each other! The wars that filled the Eye of Terror put even the Horus Heresy to shame! Like you, we had completely forgotten the existence of the Imperium, although from time to time there would be battles that extended into the physical Universe, that's because the Warp can no longer tolerate our stupidity."
Saying that, Kayon suddenly stopped.
"Ah, I forgot, I have to introduce myself first."
"No need."
"Necessary, for my name is Iskander Khayon, born in Prospero, a world destroyed by the Space Wolves. In some parts of Terra, Iskander is also pronounced Sasha. Kandel...My brothers call me Khayon the Black, for the cruelty I have wrought upon my blood relatives, and Abaddon sometimes calls me the Kingbreaker, for my magic brought my primarch to his knees, And now I am the Lord of the Black Legion. When I put on the black armor for the first time and faced the rising red sun to welcome the coming of the Holy War, I also shed blood with Abaddon."
"What a 'distinguished' title. Any crime contained in it is enough to get you hanged ten thousand times."
"offense?"
Khayon's wizened laughter echoed in the cell.
"Soshiyang, do you know that in the distant past, when brothers had not yet killed each other, just the word "God Emperor" was enough to make the noblest warrior suffer the lowest punishment."
Soshyan was speechless.
"But now, almost everyone believes that the Emperor is a god. I know why and how all this happened... This is just history repeating itself. The historians of every civilization will tell you this: the rise of religion only Because the helpless majority are fearful, while those in authority need unchallengeable control. Every religion rises for the same reason - the lower classes of society long for answers and comfort, and need rewards in the next life to balance the hardships of this life. and danger; to prevent people from rising up for a better life, rulers created a series of creeds to keep most people obedient and docile."
Kayan moved his body forward, as if he wanted to get closer to Soshyan, but his legs did not obey his orders.
"Obedience, obedience, surrender...these have become virtues, and those who are suppressed must pursue great virtues and great good, or rewards in the afterlife. The act of trying to resist this mainstream belief is no longer a philosophical dissent, but a sentence Being a heretic is enough to be sentenced as a heretic, and because of this, the control of the weak by the strong can continue."
"We still believe in the power of the Emperor."
"Everything has an end, Soshyan, even thoughts, or gods - especially false gods... The so-called emperor is the memory of a person who proclaimed himself emperor, and the place where this person ascended the throne It's a broken engine of false hope! The Golden Throne is failing, and no one knows this better than those of us who have committed ourselves to the Eye of Terror. You will then be able to see the Star Torch extinguish with your own eyes and hear the Emperor's death with your own ears. The Withering of the Emperor’s Song.”
"I've heard enough of this doomsday talk."
"No, this is definitely not a prophecy."
Khayon responded with a terrifying tone:
"The Thirteenth Black Holy War will come soon."
