Chapter 1019 373. Round table talks (Part 8, Imperial Blood Fist, 3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

[Rogal Dorn’s earliest records were in a world called Inwit, which was covered in frost and the living environment was extremely harsh. However, there were still many humans there, and their characters were extremely shaped by such an environment.

The tenacity and willpower are also outstanding.】

[But what else is there? From the memory of my lord the Emperor, I once again saw what I needed. Rogal Dorn was discovered by the largest tribe on Inwett, a

The old man—his grandfather, adopted him.】

[Although he asked Rogal Dorn to call him grandfather because of his age, in fact, he is his adoptive father, there is no doubt about it. And the old man is the leader of this tribe. ]

[The Primarchs are born with extraordinary power, so when Dorn came of age, he immediately succeeded him as the patriarch. During his rule, the people of Inwit lived very happily. 】

[However, the good times did not last long. They reproduced interstellar navigation through archaeological methods and were even able to conduct short subspace navigation, but this technology did not bring them good luck. Because, the Invites themselves still used

It is a tribal system. They believe that every time they arrive on a strange planet, they must hunt down powerful local beasts to prove that they still maintain their mental tenacity.]

[Although this martial spirit is worthy of praise, they overlooked one thing. There are not only unintelligent beasts among the stars. There is another kind of beast among the stars. And, this time, it was not they who found them, but

It was they who took the initiative to follow the footsteps of the Invites and find the door.】

[Orcs—yes, readers, this cursed word must make you feel a strong sense of hatred. I will not go into details about them here, but what you need to know is that there are many orcs in the galaxy.

Among human enemies, they can be regarded as the most troublesome ones.】

[For Inwit at that time, although the orcs who first arrived were large in number, they were not difficult to deal with. However, as time went by, the war began to gradually be dragged into the quagmire. 】

[The reason is very simple. It was still the beginning of the Great Crusade, and several orc empires across the galaxy were threatening all humans. The people on Invite knew nothing about this. They didn't even know that they were being trapped.

Between several different orc empires.]

"Has the years of war changed Dorne's way of thinking?" Vulkan first made a guess. The Fire Dragon Lord frowned and said this sentence very seriously.

And Angron gave him the answer.

The Lord of Red Sand nodded expressionlessly: "War can change everything. It can make cowards become heroes, and it can also make the original heroes become twisted madmen. As for the Rogal Dorn I know."

"He was unbelievably harsh on his legions. The punishment for losers was a whipping that would beat them to death. In serious cases, they might even be executed directly without giving them any chance to reform."

"He and I share the same views on the use of violence, but I still almost got into a fight with him. In fact, all of us had run-ins with him. It's funny."

Angron slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"In my world, Perturabo is the one I have the worst relationship with."

"A commonality that is preserved?"

Alpharius tilted his head and spoke thoughtfully.

"Just like our existence is the same as the existence of the Empire. Is Perturabo and Rogal Dorn destined to be hostile to each other? If so, then the discord between you is probably a hatred originating from the bottom of your genes.

.”

The snake spit out the letter and snickered: "It's extremely interesting."

"It's not a good habit to comment on others without authorization, but we are in front of them now, so."

Chagatai Khan showed an ambiguous smile: "Do you two have any opinions on this?"

"No."

"No."

When these two identical answers were spoken from their respective throats, a suppressed absurdity began to spread. Even Leman Russ seemed a little unable to suppress it. After a few seconds,

He finally couldn't control himself and laughed hoarsely.

"Okay, okay!" The Wolf King raised his hands up as an apology after laughing. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have laughed. Stop staring at me, Dorn - go ahead, Center?

"

"If you want to say please, I am not your servant."

".I thought we were familiar enough."

"You are familiar with my clone on the space station, not me - you want to drink with it, not me. So please don't get close, Leman Russ. Also, it's good to see that your mood has improved.

recover."

The smile on Ruth's face faded a little, but it was much better than the taciturn and abnormal appearance before. The Wolf King nodded: "Okay, okay, please continue, Center."

"as you wish."

[War is a terrible act and a cruelty that we have to rely on. We celebrate it because we have to rely on it to keep each other alive. But if anyone claims to love war, he must be crazy.

.]

[Rogal Dorn was obviously not crazy at the time. The small empire he ruled could easily deal with the orcs at first, but within the next few years, the situation began to take a turn for the worse. 】

[The increasingly high technology and combat power displayed by these cunning beasts have made the Invit people miserable. And I am convinced that if you want to point out a true meaning, Rogal Dorn's soul was destroyed by the subspace.

The time when the evil god of darkness comes into contact is later.】

[The Phalanx, this is the name of a ship. It is a relic from the dark technological age. From its huge size, you can find evidence to prove my words. 】

[In a general attack launched by the orcs, the Phalanx was unfortunately destroyed - although it successfully achieved considerable results before the last moment arrived, it could not escape the fate of destruction. Without him, the orcs

The number is really too much.]

[And Dorne also had to evacuate. After all, he is the king of Inwit, and he needs or to continue to lead them to victory. Although Dorne did not want to leave, his subordinates insisted on it. They believed that he could continue to lead them to victory.

Later it was proved that they were right at this moment.]

[However, this is not an easy task. He can leave, but there is only one escape capsule. The Phalanx has been with him for the sixty years since he found it. It is his throne and where he stores many memories.

place.】

[In his room, he kept many memories with his family. But now, there is nothing. Everything disappeared completely when the engineer of the spacecraft activated the self-destruction function. His subordinates, his servants, and countless

Thousands of loyalists]

[They were all buried in the sea of ​​fire, and the fire also ignited something else.]

"Losing the Phalanx actually made him choose to fall?!"

Dorn's face was occupied by a terrible anger, and his voice sounded like two sharp blades rubbing against each other, waiting for blood.

"I don't deny its importance to me, nor do I deny that losing it will make me feel depressed for a while - but that is definitely not a reason for depravity and betrayal!"

He looked around at his brothers: "Every one of you who has not betrayed has similar experiences to prove my words!"

Chagatai nodded slowly: "That's why loyalty is so precious. But, Rogge, you can stay rational for a while. I know this is very difficult for you right now, but"

He looked at Donne sincerely, stared into his eyes, carefully observed every bit of anger in them, and then softened his tone.

"If you become one of the betrayers just because of this incident, it is not in line with your character. Even if it is a version of you with twice the worse character. I believe we will be able to find more reasons."

"I do not care!"

Dorn seemed to be irritated, almost roaring at his brother's kindness - but he did not look at Jaghatai and say this.

He looked at those words as if he were staring at another version of himself.

"The reason is irrelevant! Everything is irrelevant in the face of responsibility to mankind. I swore an oath, and I believe he also swore an oath, and he betrayed his oath. For this reason alone, he wants me to forgive him.

Find the so-called cause of the so-called suffering?!"

"You finally said something that was pleasant to the ears." Perturabo said coldly.

His words made the Fire Dragon Lord look over in confusion.

"Yes, don't look at me like that, Vulkan. I agree with what he said - I am hostile to him, yes, but this does not mean that I will go against my own nature and intention and oppose every word and every word he says.

An opinion.”

The Lord of Steel sneered and said: "I am a rational person."

"This is the funniest joke I've heard this year."

A voice sounded above them, and Konrad Kurtz's face poked out from the ceiling. Then his upper body, and finally a chair.

He was lifted up by the darkness and sat on top of everyone's heads.

"Yes, I'm back." The Lord of the Night smiled reservedly. "How could I miss such a grand event? Besides, since you let me hear a good story, I won't care if you push me out.

What an act, Donne."

He whistled, dragged his chair and jumped down. The golden light that bound him had dissipated. Corax sighed: "Why is he willing to let you be free?"

"Maybe it's because I'm much smarter than you, scavenger."

Konrad Curze smiled maliciously: "Go on, great central figure?"
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