Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry - #1132 - Chapter 1129 Extra: The God-defying Writer Chagatai 4

“Ah!” Sanguinius screamed, which did not arouse Horus’s love and affection, but made him feel even more pleasure.

After he accepted the power of Slaanesh, his pursuit of pleasure would only go to more and more extremes, and soon the act of ripping wings became boring to Horus.

He looked at Sanguinius lying on the ground covered in blood feathers, and suddenly had other thoughts.

He tightened his grip on the angel’s throat, and Sanguinius’s face turned purple from holding back.

He then punched Sanguinius in the stomach, causing her to vomit out all the food she had eaten during the feast.

Soon Sanguinius turned in the direction of a pile of rotten flesh. Horus still did not stop. He quietly listened to the weak breathing in the rotten flesh and ordered the demons to organize a grand sacrifice to Slaanesh himself. .

After the horrific ritual, Sanguinius regained her life. She returned to her original appearance, but her strength was not restored and she could only launch a feeble counterattack against Horus.

“We still have a lot of time, dear.”

Horus grabbed Sanguinius’s wrist tightly and led her into the lewd palace specially provided by Slaanesh.

In the glimmer of tears, Sanguinius saw the backs of the Primarchs retreating from the planet.

In the midst of endless decadence and torture, Sanguinius called in her heart for her father’s help.

Since then, the Great Crusade has failed, and the entire empire has suffered from the raging fire ignited by Horus.

Even if the Emperor killed Horus, he himself was severely beaten by the conspiracy of the Four Gods, and became a half-dead skeleton. He could only sit on the throne and ignore all the sufferings of the Human Empire.

As for Sanguinius, she went crazy under the training and torture of Horus. She wandered among the dark gods praying for more happiness, and became an untouchable pain in the hearts of all the original bodies.

After briefly reading a book, Guilliman and Corax were deeply shocked.

He quickly closed the book and frowned for a long time, unable to say anything useful.

Corax’s reaction was even more unbearable. His depression, which had just subsided, became more severe. He crouched in the shadow behind Guilliman, thinking about how the Heyday could come up with such an outrageous plot.

Only Sanguinius’s performance was quite average. He rolled his eyes twice and then said with a smile, “What Jaghatai wrote is quite interesting.”

“Quite interesting? Oh my god! You call this thing quite interesting! Not to mention your effeminate issue, there is a description of your torture and murder, and you didn’t react at all?”

Listening to Guilliman’s scream, Sanguinius just told him to calm down, “It’s okay, Jaghatai’s imagination is still a little limited. In the battle of the Vengeful Spirit, Horus’s attacks were much worse than this.” It was so cruel that there wasn’t a single bone in my body that wasn’t broken.”

After hearing these words, Guilliman couldn’t say anything. When they finally reached Terra, the battle was over long ago. Only Dorn stood silently in front of the throne and stared at the seriously injured Emperor.

He held Ferus’s head in his left hand, and dragged the rubbery corpse of Sanguinius in his right hand.

In the throne room, in addition to the desperate cry of Waldo, the commander of the imperial army, there was also the sound of fine gravel with the smell of Malcador blowing by.

Sighing deeply, although what Chagatai wrote was a bit outrageous, compared to their time and space, it was still relatively bright.

Guilliman picked up another book. He just opened the cover and closed it immediately.

There is no other reason. The contents of this book are all about the story between Guilliman and Ifreni.

Although he appeared to have a normal expression, Sanguinius still sensed something was wrong from the neat way he closed the book.

Sanguinius elbowed Guilliman and joked, “My brother, what did you see? Can you show it to me?”

Guilliman was filled with panic.

Should I show it to him? Or should I not show it to him? How can I dispel the doubts in Sanguinius’s mind?

While Guilliman was hesitating, Sanguinius turned to ask Cyrus. After all, they copied the contents of these books, so they must have some impression of the contents in the books.

“Which one do you mean? Oh, the book in Lord Guilliman’s hand is about him.”

Cyrus couldn’t go on. It was the first time he saw the gentle-faced Guilliman showing such a terrifying expression.

Even the murderous aura released by the great demon Khorne was not as strong as Guilliman’s now. For the sake of his own life, Cyrus lowered his head and did not continue to speak.

But so many anomalies were enough for Sanguinius to notice something. With a playful smile on his face, he put his arm around Guilliman’s shoulders and asked.

“My good brother, the content in this book is not about you, is it?”

“How. How is it possible? It’s just that the content in the book is so filthy that it’s hard for people to read it after just one glance.”

“Can you let me read it? I’m really curious.”

“Here. You should read the others first. This book is indeed so outrageous that it makes me suspect that it was written by Slaanesh himself.”

“Oh? Is that so?” Sanguinius’s eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and Guilliman was disturbed by what he saw.

But Sanguinius knew very well not to push people too hard. He waved his hand and said, “Okay, then I’ll look at other things first.”

Sanguinius then picked up a book and browsed it carefully. The expression on his face became rich due to the content of the book.

Sometimes he smiles, sometimes he frowns, but generally speaking, he agrees more with Chagatai’s incredible imagination.

“To be honest, we underestimated Chagatai’s talent. He should be the media and culture minister of the empire.”

Guilliman ignored Sanguinius’s emotion and just hid the book containing the contents of himself and Efreni inside his armor. Unless Guilliman died, no one would be able to see this. Contents of this book.

But what Guilliman didn’t expect was that Jaghatai’s books had amazing appeal.

Cyrus violated the requirements of his mission by not only making copies for his Primarchs, but also making a backup copy for himself.

After the Primarch’s meeting ended, Cyrus decided to secretly find Sanguinius and give him the book he had kept privately.

On the other side, Chagatai stopped writing for a long time in his study. His thoughts were flowing but he could not get into the mood.

Chaghatai was restless, getting up and walking around the desk from time to time.

Something is wrong. Very wrong. Where does this inexplicable feeling of panic come from?

Jaghatai patted his face gently to make himself more energetic. Then he liberated his subspace essence and carefully searched every corner of the room with his pale thunder.

(To attract traffic to the new book! “I’ve become stronger, and I’m about to die”)