Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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But summer is over.

The harsh winter roared as it shattered, and Ruth plummeted, burying him beneath a hail of stones.

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Crash, crash.

The sound of falling gravel rang out, and a hand reached out from the pile of stones.

[cough cough cough! 】

The wolf king struggled to get out of the pile of stones. He stood up unsteadily, blood streaming from his forehead.

He looked around in bewilderment. It seemed he had entered a building belonging to a foreign race. The dark and oppressive corridors were completely different from the style of the hall in the lower realm.

It's more like—the Elven race.

Is there such a place beneath Fenris?

Ruth thought to himself, he looked up and saw the large hole where he had fallen, he realized he would probably have to find another way back.

Ruth sniffed. He tried to summon the Nether creature from before, but his intuition told him that Fenris's gaze was not present.

Ruth gave a look of disgust; the Eldar were trash that even Fenris wouldn't want to get close to.

Magnus began walking down the corridor, and he heard the sound of birds hopping on the stone floor.

He continued walking forward.

In another pile of rubble, the wolf king found the spear, the Spear of Dionysus.

It lay there quietly in the pile of stones. Riemann Russ picked it up in surprise, as if it were meant to be given to him by Fenris, but for some reason, the process was interrupted.

The wolf king gripped his spear and continued walking forward.

Finally, at the end of the corridor, he saw a door, a huge door with a dome that plunged into darkness.

And below, Horus Lupecal, sitting peacefully and calmly, stroking the little birds.

Horus?!

Horus gasped in surprise, but Horus looked at him calmly and gestured for silence with his hand.

Don't be surprised, my brother, I'm dreaming. I'll be leaving soon.

Horus spoke calmly, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.

Horus was now completely confused. The wolf king cautiously approached and sat down next to Horus, while the little birds frolicked around the warlord.

Ruth cautiously licked his chapped lips; he smelled the strong stench of blood.

Are you injured?

Horus asked tentatively, and Horus looked at him, drops of blood falling from his eyes.

Horus smiled and shook his head.

It was done by an angel, but I don't blame him.

His words sent chills down Riemann Russ's spine.

That's it! Great!

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In the dim light, the towering dome that plunged into the darkness stared down on them, a scene of utter silence and coldness, with only a tiny glimmer of light remaining.

The faint light came from Lupecal Horus, from the wolf god, from the chirping and hopping sparrows.

For some reason, Riemann Russ felt uneasy and disgusted by the birds, and he wished they would leave his brother.

The wolf king swallowed hard, watching his brother cautiously. He felt a chill in his palm as the golden spear shaft pierced his hand.

After a brief assessment, Ruth naturally sat opposite Horus, placing the Spear of Dionysus sideways beside him, within easy reach.

Horus ignored Rus's caution.

Why are you here, Horus? I remember you should be in the Limitless Starfield, near Baal?

Horus smiled.

Don't you understand, my brother? This is a dream, and of course you can go to any place in a dream.

The wolf king frowned.

This is not a dream, Horus, I am real, something is wrong with you—what kind of winter have you endured?

Horus pursed his lips and casually stroked the little birds under his hands that shimmered with a blue glow.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Horus said,

Dreams and reality make no difference to me. You're not the first person to say this to me, and you won't be the last, my brother.

The wolf king let out a muffled howl, and Russ bared his fangs.

[Alright, then what are you doing here, War Commander?]

The Wolf King saw it clearly, and the word "war commander" made Horus pause for a moment.

Horus paused, then looked up at his brother earnestly. Ruth saw the turmoil in Horus's eyes.

"...I...I don't know either, or maybe I just wanted to come see you."

Horus turned his head and glanced at the massive alien structure behind him.

It's so beautiful, isn't it?

Horus spoke out of the blue,

[The technology of an alien race—perhaps the Eldar, or perhaps even more ancient.]

Rus gritted his teeth. He didn't understand what Horus was trying to say. He spoke,

I had no idea there was such a structure on Fenris.

Horus turned his head and glanced at Rus.

This is... fate.

Zhan Shuai said,

Ruth, you are the second Primarch to be found after the Self.

The wolf king subtly moved his hand to the spear. He stared at Horus, never forgetting the moment he first met Horus, when Leman Rus saw something beneath the shell of Horus—this creature was going mad because it wasn't the only one of the Fathers.

As the first Primarch to be found by the Emperor after Horus, Wolf King is the only Primarch who truly witnessed Horus's distorted attitude towards the Emperor.

Horus stood there, staring at him menacingly, a feeling Horus, with his wolfish instincts, could certainly sense—though the emotion lasted only a moment.

After him, Horus hid himself well, transforming himself into a qualified elder brother to share the responsibilities of the father.

Ruth felt his mouth was dry, and he spoke.

What does that mean? We both know how our father views us—you are the War General, and I am merely his sword.

Horus smiled.

【I envy you.】

Horus felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. Anyone could say that, but not Horus.

What...what does that mean?

Horus patiently explained,

He knows you don't think about his orders; you just execute them—in that respect, I envy you.

The wolf king slowly, very slowly, leaned back.

【You mustn't be envious, my brother.】

He unconsciously bared his teeth, revealing a ferocious expression like a threatened dog. Now, even Leman Russ felt that all of this was a dream—at least the Horus he knew would never have said such a thing.

Space Wolf has always been the Emperor's executioner, so how can there be any talk of envy?

Horus remained silent, his gaze lowered, his hands clasped, his tone hesitant.

[Riemann Russ, I ask you—if his order was for you to kill him, what would you do?]

[You were ordered to do this by the Father?! Horus?!]

The wolf king abruptly stood up, drawing his sword without hesitation and pressing the tip against Horus's throat.

Horus offered no resistance; he even smiled and stared at the wolf king, slowly raising his hands.

Say what you just said again.

The wolf king spoke incoherently,

What did you just say?

The situation is far more complicated than I've described.

Horus said, feeling the slight chill on his neck.

However, I'm not surprised by your reaction.

The warlord smiled. "I swear I am loyal to him. Now, can you lay down your sword and listen to me?"

The wolf king's gaze was fixed on him, but in an instant, the cold light disappeared, and Russ sat down silently.

This time he didn't try to pretend to be a mindless creature anymore, Horus thought with a smile. Only he, only Horus, saw Leman Rus's true face on the day the Wolf King returned.

A person disguised as a wolf.

Horus looked at the wolf king, his gaze sweeping over the Dionysian spear beside Horus's hand... a gift from his father... how extravagant, he bestowed a spear of truth upon a man feigning folly.

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Horus turned his head, and the wolf king's gaze fell on the net behind him.

Our father's hope.

Horus's tone was devoid of any emotion.

He left the Great Expedition, he left us—for it.

[Alien technology?]

"Ruth asked incredulously," Horus replied with a mocking smile.

Yes, it's technology from another race.

Horus said casually in a low voice, "[He desires for all humanity to ascend to some higher, psionic race that utilizes the warp.]"

Russ was silent for a moment,

I support it.

The wolf king said succinctly, "The whole father has his reasons."

Horus let out a long, weary sigh, his eyes filled with weariness and worry.

But he was deceived.

Did you see that, Ruth?

Horus looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of the earth's crust, fixed on the bright wolf moon of Fenris.