Laing was so tired that his face turned pale. He leaned against the wall, panting.
"It's a terrifying device. The planet Angran came from was a technologically advanced planet where people enjoyed watching gladiators duel." At this point, even the Imperial Emperor's eyes were filled with anger. "They found Angran, who was seriously injured as a baby, and then performed a series of surgeries on him to turn him into a gladiator."
"A large amount of his brain tissue was removed, leaving behind crude electronic components. These electronic components went deep into his cerebral cortex, nerve tissue, and spine. Even my best doctor and I couldn't remove the Butcher's Nail without killing Angran."
"That's really … a crime punishable by death!" Laing gritted his teeth.
"Not only that, the Butcher's Nail has completely destroyed his ability to regulate his emotions. Any emotion can only make him feel extreme pain. Only when he's angry and berserk will the Butcher's Nail secrete a small amount of chemicals in his cerebral cortex, making him feel comfortable and a little bit happy." "So after learning about this situation, I knew that Angran's fall was only a matter of time. But at that time, I thought there was still hope for him, so I didn't intend to kill him. I don't know if my choice was right. Sometimes, this is the case. I have always felt that the original source is my best work. Angran is, and so is Horus. I have never been able to make up my mind to kill them, which led to the series of disasters that followed."
"Is Horus, who has gathered the blessings of the four gods, that powerful?" Laing asked, panting.
"No, Horus is not as powerful as you think. I could have defeated him." The Imperial Emperor walked to Laing's side and put his hand on his shoulder to help him recover. He looked at Angran, who was lying on the stone slab with him. "But because of the stupid Magnus, I had to consume most of my strength to sit on the golden throne to keep the net closed. This made me very weak when I fought Horus, and I … I once thought that Horus could still be saved. It wasn't until Saint Giles and the royal guard brother who had followed me for countless years died tragically at his hands that I truly understood that Horus was incurable. But it was already too late."
"Thus, this is all Magnus' fault!" The Emperor said in a tone as though he had expected better from Magnus. "Foolish, arrogant, self-righteous."
"Magnus did it out of good intentions …" Laing tried to explain, but the Imperial Emperor said with certainty, "No, this is all because of his stupidity. He has to take full responsibility."
Laing looked at his father's angry face. He suddenly felt worried about his brother's fate. Now that his father had recovered and was much stronger than he was ten thousand years ago, what kind of tragic fate would Magnus, who had betrayed him, face?
He did not dare to think about it anymore.
As the father and son were chatting, the tall and strong figure on the stone slab opened his eyes.
"Countless years have passed. Father, are you still unwilling to let me go?"
"What else do you want from me? I have nothing left. Everything that I had was destroyed by you. Now, you resurrected me? But what's the point? "
"You saved the gladiator Angran, but you left behind the oathbreaker Angran, the betrayer Angran. Countless times in the middle of the night, I can remember my dead brothers and sisters. This is all your fault! Father! "
It was the 12th Army's gene prototype Angran. He had awakened.
The Imperial Emperor looked at Angran's naked body and gestured for the royal guards to come over and put on clothes for him. Then he slowly said, "Remember it yourself, Angran. When I found you, I warned you that the number of enemies was greater than you imagined. You did not listen. I offered to send my army to help you, but you still did not listen. You insisted on going back to die with the gladiators. Out of responsibility as a father, I sent you to my ship. I will not let my son die in this meaningless battle."
"So what? Father! If you had just sent a little bit of those shiny royal guards back then, my brothers and sisters would not have ended up like that! " The original body of the World Eater struggled to get up. He angrily roared at the Imperial Emperor. "You knew we were no match for the slave owners. How could you do that?"
"But you refused! Angran! " The Imperial Emperor looked annoyed. "I do not have time to play games with you. I will not let you die. That's it!"
"Hmph!" The World Eater's gene prototype knew he was in the wrong. He grunted and stopped talking.
Laing understood what was going on.
To put it bluntly, when his brother was found by the emperor, he was leading the gladiators to launch an uprising against the slave owners. The emperor warned him that the slave owners' army was too large, and Angelo was bound to lose. However, his brother turned a deaf ear to the emperor's warning and insisted on launching the uprising.
Then, the Emperor offered to send his army to help him, but Angerang refused again. So, in order to prevent his son from dying in the hands of those slave masters, the Emperor could only use his psionic power to teleport Angerang to his ship.
The gladiators, who had lost their leader, were all killed. Angran's honor was stained.
In fact, although his brother refused the Imperial Emperor's help, he still hoped the Imperial Emperor would send reinforcements to help him. The Imperial Emperor was not in the mood to play games with his son. If he refused, that meant he did not need reinforcements. So, he would not send reinforcements.
So, things became like this. Both sides did not think they were wrong. Angran thought the Imperial Emperor had hurt him and his fellow gladiators. The Imperial Emperor thought he did not want reinforcements.
"The Butcher Nail is gone from your body. You are now free. You are no longer controlled by anger and rage," the Imperial Emperor calmly said. "This is all thanks to your new brother, Laing Macado."
After the body was rebuilt, the Butcher Nail on Angran's body was gone.
"My new brother?" The World Eater's gene prototype looked confused. "Macado?"
The Imperial Emperor told Angran about Laing.
"Hello, brother." Laing stepped forward.
"No matter what, thank you, my brother. You have freed me from that crazy state. I feel much better now." Angran did not think much of Laing. He sighed and said, "Father, it was a mistake for you to choose to revive me. What else do you want me to do? "
"Come back, my son." The Emperor sighed as well. "I've thought a lot while I was sitting on the Golden Throne. I admit that my vision of your future was biased. Now that the human empire has declined to such a state, I need your strength."
"No! Don't even think about it, father! " Angran shouted. "My honor has been tarnished by you. My hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people. I am no longer the gene prototype of the 12th Army."
"Why did you revive me? You've already taken everything from me. Are you going to take away my freedom as well? "
"My family, my gladiator brothers and sisters, died because of you. Can you understand how I felt? I was teleported to your spaceship alone. I watched the gladiators lose their leader. I was in so much pain, but there was nothing I could do. I violated my oath. I violated the oath that my brothers and sisters and I made to live and die together!!! "
"Did you send your glittering Imperial Guards to help me? Did you send your tall and mighty Titans to help me? Did you come to my tent and give me a chance to challenge you like you did with Luce, Zhuang Sen, and Vulcan? Did you save my brothers and sisters and give them honor? No! No! No! Nothing at all! There is only Angran the Oathbreaker! Angran the Betrayer! "
"Luo Jia is right! You are an asshole of a father who does not understand people. You took away my glorious death, and now you're taking away my glorious rest. You've been toying with me in the palm of your hand, all because of your need! Now you're trying to take away my freedom?! "
"No! No! I will never, ever work for you and your human Empire again! Never! " After that, the World Eater geno prototype, which was a man of steel that never surrendered, threw a punch. It hit King's face.
Laing was shocked by what he saw.
Angran, who had just been transformed, was very weak. His punch could not do any damage to King. King calmly pushed his fist away and said, "Are you not angry anymore?"
"Huh!" Angran stepped back, walked to the stone slab, and sat down. He did not speak.
"Tell me, Angran, after spending so much effort to save you, will you work for Khorne again?" King knew Angran would not work for him anymore, so he asked. Laing could feel his father's murderous intent.
He would not allow Angran to work for Khorne and reveal Laing's secrets. If that happened, King would kill his son himself. "No, I will not work for Khorne anymore.
"No, I won't work for Khorasan anymore. After countless years of killing, I've become a blurry shadow. I don't remember anything except my anger and madness. I only know how to kill, kill, kill. This is not what I want. I just want to find a place to live the rest of my days in peace, without the Empire, without the Chaos, without … wars." After saying that, Anglo laughed self-deprecatingly. How could that be possible?
"Choose to return to the Empire, or choose to die here. Angran, you only have two choices." King was holding the giant sword that was burning with gold fire. The cold father was waiting for his son to make a choice.
His stubborn son refused to answer. He just sat where he was and did not move.
The situation was very tense. Laing quickly came out to mediate. "How about this, Father? Let my brother stay in this world. I just happen to need a helper. My brother is very strong. He can help me."
Anglo's hysterical look was still lingering in his father's mind. The Emperor's eyes flickered for a while, and he finally put down the giant sword that was burning with golden flames. "In that case, Anglo, stay in this world and help your brother. I won't force you to return to the Empire. You know what to do."
"Humph!" Angran snorted again, but he did not object. King and Laing both knew that he had agreed.
"Ryan, Chaos has already sensed my return. I won't be able to send you any reinforcements for a long time. You'll have to rely on yourself for the rest of the journey." King reached out and stroked Laing's head. "If we capture other fallen origins, I will still bring them here to be purified with you."
"I will, Father. Please leave it to me!" Laing said firmly. However, his son was like a little monkey, avoiding his father's big hand and jumping up and down.
"Ha!" As Laing and Angran looked on in disbelief, King smiled. It was a gesture that a father made to his son that he was proud of. "As a father, I believe that I must be worthy of your trust. Laing, my beloved son, just you wait. Your brothers will return one by one. Trust me."
The King of Humans left, leaving only the Forbidden Army in the mine and Angran sitting on the stone slab. Laing walked up to Angran. "Let's go, brother. Let's go home."
What answered him was a sour and jealous voice. "He really likes you. Humph! It was the same with Horus back then, and it's the same with you now. He always likes some of us and dislikes others. "
Laing could only smile bitterly. "Let's go, brother. You must be hungry, right? Let's go back and have a good meal. Let's drink together. "
The World Eater geno prototype's voice was still sour. "He likes you. He doesn't like me."
"Brother!"
"All right. Let's go." Angran patted his butt and stood up. He followed Laing out of the mine. The Forbidden Army was hidden again.
When Laing and Angran came out of the Chalon Forest, Angran, who was 2.4 meters tall, was carrying a deer and a musk deer. Angran had grabbed them with his bare hands and broken their necks. "Let's eat this tonight."
"… Elder brother, this is my territory." After walking out of the forest, Leon pointed at his own territory. Along the way, he had roughly introduced the situation of this world and his current situation to Angelo.
Half an hour later, there was a big fire in front of Baron Jean's wine castle. A deer and a musk deer were being roasted on the grill. Laing and Angran raised their wine glasses. Behind them was a pile of empty barrels.
"What a rich and peaceful territory. I like it very much." The World Eater geno prototype was drinking and eating. "It is very quiet here. I will stay here and help you, brother."
"I'll give you Hongyu Village, which is close to the Chalon Forest, to the north," Leon said softly.
Anglo shook his head and waved his greasy hand. "No need, brother. Just give me some land to farm. I just want to enjoy this hard-earned quiet life. I can feed myself." Anglo shook his head and waved his greasy hand.
"But …"
"No buts. This is what I want as a brother." Angran declined Laing's offer.
"Alright then, I'll make my brother a Ranger Knight." Leon agreed.
Thus, from the end of May, a large bald knight appeared in Ryan's territory, Redfish Village. He worked hard in the fields every day, personally swinging his hoe to plow the fields. He seemed to have endless energy. The bald knight had a kind appearance and looked very simple, honest, and harmless. He also often helped the serfs chop firewood, boil water, and fish. His life was very comfortable, and he was loved and respected by the serfs.
It was June, and Midsummer Festival had arrived.
The annual conscription had begun.
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