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The influence of the betrayal war in the past is very far-reaching.

If the Multiverse Empire intervenes, countless humans will pay a heavy price for the traitors' actions.

They will be forever trapped in the flames of war, and there will be no new hope.

The human race may even perish in this universe and become the remains of history.

The leader of the traitors, Horus, turned into ashes after the power of the four Chaos Gods disappeared.

The other Primarchs were imprisoned in Holy Terra.

Each Primarch is an immortal created by Mara using forbidden knowledge.

In order to create these Primarchs, Mara even went so far as to sneak into the subspace and use various means to deceive and rob the evil gods of their power.

The Primarchs are slightly different from the natural immortals.

They are more powerful, have more terrible vitality, and can repair any wounds.

Unless they are killed by special means, they are immortal.

The foundation of the palace is ancient and deep, and has been rebuilt thousands of times over the years.

No cartographer can depict his deep labyrinth.

Only the advanced technology of the Empire can reliably detect those endless winding passages.

Malcador was once obsessed with studying these passages, using them as a trump card to control Terra.

After the emergence of the Multiverse Empire, Malcador devoted himself to a greater cause.

Searching for and building a deeper labyrinth.

Mara returned here again, he came for his lost child.

A more important strategic mission has been issued, and once accepted, it is likely that he will be away from this time and space for a long time.

The winding passages eventually lead to a cage guarded by the Custodians.

The loyal Custodians still fulfill their duties and missions.

Guarding these children who once betrayed their father.

Iron Lord - Perturabo.

Purple Phoenix - Fulgrim.

Red Angel - Angron.

Scarlet Lord - Magnus.

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The rebellious Primarchs are imprisoned here.

The long years did not take their lives.

When Mara created them, he gave them immortality.

As soon as he stepped into this prison.

Mara could hear the roars of many Primarchs like beasts.

The roars were full of threats, just like primitive beasts.

The power of the four gods faded, but the twisted minds were difficult to return to normal.

In addition, the long imprisonment itself was a torture.

The souls of these Primarchs were scarred.

The thought that they would never be liberated made the rebellious Primarchs unable to suppress their anger and they kept roaring.

Mara was the first to come to Magnus.

"Are you here to see our joke, father?" One-eyed Magnus stood up, his body still strong, his eyes full of vicissitudes.

The long imprisonment tortured his soul and made him miserable.

"No, I just came back to take a look, and I will leave soon."

Mara didn't mean that.

Half of the fault for the rebellion lies with him.

It was he who did whatever it took to save the entire galaxy, and he did not hesitate to create the Primarchs and use them as tools to try to establish his own great cause.

In a sense, the rebellious Primarchs themselves are a tragedy.

They were created with a purpose.

Born with unimaginable responsibilities.

"You won the victory, and the Four Gods finally lost." Magnus said.

As a top psychic, even if he was imprisoned, he could feel the wailing of the Four Gods before they died.

As the cancer of the universe, the Four Gods were easily removed.

The power of the multi-dimensional empire can be seen.

This means that they will never be freed in the true sense.

As long as the empire exists, they will not let the traitors come out.

"Victory is meaningless. We have lost too much." Mara whispered, "The men and women who died for this, and the gap between brothers and fathers and sons, can never be erased."

"No, everything can be redeemed. Father." Magnus said, "We are willing to atone for this."

"You need more warriors, and we can become your warriors again. You know we are just bewitched by the Four Gods, not a real rebellion."

Mara looked at Magnus.

The long years of imprisonment finally smoothed Magnus's edges.

During the Battle of Terra, the Emperor tried to get Magnus to return to the loyalist camp.

But Magnus finally refused and even chose to go to war with him.

The reason was that he would not accept the corrupted Thousand Sons.

If Magnus wanted to return to the loyalist camp, he had to give up the Thousand Sons.

The negotiations finally broke down, and Magnus angrily denounced himself and Vulkan and chose to ascend to the devil.

But now, he is begging for forgiveness.

There was a slight throbbing in Mara's heart, maybe he should forgive Magnus.

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"I'm sorry, your crimes cannot be pardoned." Mara said.

He thought maybe he could give Magnus a chance.

But there is no word of forgiveness in the laws of the empire.

No one can forgive the person who killed him on behalf of the dead.

Such kindness and generosity are shameless.

It is a ruthless trampling of the law, a mockery and ridicule of order.

"Father, I already know I was wrong." Magnus roared helplessly, "Please, give me"I beg you, father, to give me a chance to see those profound knowledge and appreciate the charm of the multiverse. Please, father."

"But you have committed an unforgivable crime, Magnus. When you choose to stand on the opposite side of mankind, you should have thought of today's punishment."

Mara's tone was sad, "I'm sorry, I can't break the laws of the empire for you."

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"Unless those who died because of you can say they forgive you."

"No, father." Magnus said, "Please, help me meet the mysterious and great leader, please, I really know I was wrong, I just want to witness the multiverse, I have never seen, and I have never even imagined the world outside the universe."

"I am willing to do everything for you, father. Please, forgive me, let me touch the unknown. ”

The thirst for the unknown overwhelmed Magnus’s pride.

There is a more mysterious world in the universe beyond the universe and above the sky.

He is like a frog at the bottom of a well, and he has never seen the vast world outside.

From the guards of the Imperial Guards, he learned that there are magic, fairy arts, various strange civilizations and power systems in other worlds.

That is the paradise of scholars, where new knowledge emerges at any time.

But he cannot personally take a look at that paradise and touch those new knowledge.

For a scholar who is eager to seek the truth of the world, this is undoubtedly the cruelest punishment in the world.

Looking at the pleading of his own son, Mara finally shook his head and walked away.

Only Magnus, who was roaring in despair, was left.

“Father, please.”

“Father. ”

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Magnus’ voice was blocked by the fully closed cell door.

From the banging of the cell door, one can see the other party’s despair and unwillingness.

Walking past Magnus’ cell, the next one is Mortarion.

Motarion, who roared like a beast, was so scared when he saw his father that he dared not speak.

“Father, father, dear.” He was trembling as he spoke.