Chapter 44 The threat posed by Magnus

"Betrayal is your devil's specialty, isn't it?" Guilliman said.

"You can never fool and control me like this, son of the cursed one."

Cherubel screamed.

Guilliman showed no mercy. He punched the opponent again, causing him to hit the wall and let out a shrill scream.

Then, one of Cherubel's arms was cut off with a single sword stroke.

The power of the Curse is hurting Cherubel's demonic essence. It's like a burning scar, tormenting him all the time.

When Guilliman was about to leave more scars on his body.

Cherubel surrendered, screaming in fear, my master.

Under Guilliman's gaze, Cherubel revealed the true name of a demon who might know the current situation in the warp.

And provides a spell to imprison the opponent.

In exchange for Guilliman's forgiveness.

Over the long years, as the Demon Prince, Cherubel has always been able to obtain some useful information.

A demon's true name was not something unimaginable to him.

"It's quite sensible." Guilliman withdrew the Emperor's Sword and turned to Vincenthorn, "Can you summon the demon he mentioned? Inquisitor."

"It's not difficult to have a complete real name and ceremony," Vincenthorn said.

For a demon judge, knowledge about demons is a must-learn subject.

With Vincenthorn's help, a demon that also did not belong to the Chaos Evil God was summoned.

It was accompanied by a cold breath and a nauseating smell of sulfur.

A demon with a ferocious face, two horns on its head, covered with black feathers, and a pair of sheep's hooves was summoned.

Before the demon could speak, Vincenthorn used a ritual to trap it in the demon host.

"Mortal, you have offended me." The summoned demon screamed.

"You talk too much." Guilliman grabbed the other person's head and smashed it to the ground.

The demon screamed.

As he screamed, terrible fluctuations occurred in the subspace, trying to obliterate everyone in the dungeon.

But Guilliman didn't let him succeed.

The Primarch's power was so terrifying that it could tear its Titans apart.

The daemon was overwhelmed by the power of dominion and the power of the Emperor in Guilliman, and used the Emperor's Sword to carve words of humiliation into his body.

Faced with his own invincibility and the ability to end his own Primarch, the Daemon succumbed.

"Ask, son of the cursed one. I can answer your five questions. Whatever I know, I will tell you."

The summoned demon made a shrill sound.

He spoke in a superimposed voice, with painful black tears on his face.

Being enslaved by humans and suffering from the power of the Emperor caused him double pain.

"Tell me, where are my traitorous brothers??" Guilliman asked.

"Lorgar, Perturabo, and Fulgrim are in the Eye of Terror." the demon said, "Mortarion is in the domain of the Plague Lord, and Angron is fighting for the Lord of War and Blood on the Eternal Battlefield."

"Where is Magnus?" Guilliman asked shrewdly, the most sinister of the traitorous Primarchs.

"He left the Eye of Terror. No one knows his whereabouts. It is said that he will take action against his brother, that is you, the son of the Cursed. You are the only son of the Cursed who is still active." The demon gasped, huge

The pain drove him crazy and convulsing.

Guilliman fell silent.

Did Magnus arrive before Mortarion took action?

What would he do, throw himself into the maelstrom like in the original plot line??

"How should I control it?" Guilliman looked at the restrained Cherubel and asked in a solemn voice.

"Written in his heart the verses of the damned, and he will bow at your feet and serve you."

"No." The demon made a shrill voice.

"Is what he said true??" Guilliman asked in his heart.

[True, your father's prayers will likely kill that demon. Only your will can save him from death. If he does not want eternal destruction, then he can only succumb to your feet. ]

After receiving the answer from the auxiliary elf, Guilliman asked Vincenthorn again. After confirming that there was no problem, he started to take action.

He broke open the demon's chest and carved the poems of the state religion praising the emperor into the opponent's heart.

"I need more information, demon. Don't let me down, or you will be lost forever."

After saying that, Guilliman put it back into the subspace.

"Seal him up and send him to the Macragge's Glory. I need to get more information about the subspace from him. Vincenthorn, you are responsible for guarding him. If necessary, kill him."

"

Guilliman looked at Vincenthorn and made Cherubel's arrangements for him.

Guilliman stayed on the planet Thalassar for two weeks, and then left with Vincenthorn and the golden coffin containing Cherubel, preparing to go to the Konor system.

Before leaving, he declared the Covenant to be the Grand Inquisitor, responsible for reviewing the plans of those inquisitors, and having the right to require those inquisitors to explain their actions, otherwise the Covenant would be eligible to terminate all of their duties.

The Covenant is directly responsible to him, reporting all information regularly for review by the original body.

Guilliman knew that the Inquisitors had made many contributions during the long thousands of years, and they had foiled many conspiracies.

But as the years passed, the powerful inquisitor began to gradually deteriorate.

They used various means to seize huge amounts of wealth, secretly carried out various heretical behaviors, and even deliberately cultivated heretics and then eliminated them to gain their own honor and greater rights.

A demon judge like Vincenthorn who maintains integrity has become a different kind of person.

After rectifying the Inquisitor's chaotic supervision system and incorporating it into his own transformation plan, Guilliman left.

The shortcomings of the inquisitor system have been accumulated for a long time, and they cannot be eliminated in a short while, nor can they be drastically changed all at once to avoid excessive blood loss in the empire.

It needs to be mapped out slowly and revised in conjunction with new systems and new ideas.

Standing on the deck of Macragge's Glory.

Guilliman thought about the way forward.

Mortarion and Magnus will attack him, and he must take corresponding countermeasures.

Magnus is good at psychic powers, which is his only advantage.

Needless to say, his strategies and the like are so-called unpredictable because of the information asymmetry between subspace and the real universe.

To put it harshly, this guy is a bit smart, but not much.

The threat to Magnus is the asymmetry between his psychic powers and Warp information.

Just like in the original plot, when he just came out of the subspace, he suddenly came and threw them into the maelstrom.

Who can bear such a thing?

Guilliman didn't know when this guy would launch an attack, otherwise he would be able to make some plans.

As far as Mortarion is concerned, it's fine.

Apart from spreading the plague, this guy can't think of anything else.

Something like the plague cannot attack suddenly, which gives Guilliman time to respond.

The only trouble is Magnus.

"There is a serious lack of information." Guilliman sighed. Humanity has always been in a weak position against subspace.

And the biggest problem in fighting subspace is the fear of being corrupted.

The most disgusting thing about subspace is one thing.

If you don't fight, you will suffer.

You fight or you suffer.

Just the aspect of corruption is completely unsolvable.

"Plan to regain the Webway??" Guilliman muttered in his heart.

The emperor basically used all the available methods.

Establishing a community of consciousness for all mankind??Isn’t that what the Emperor is now??

Establishing a new religious confrontation??Isn’t that what the state religion is??

All that was left was to build a network tunnel to isolate humans from the subspace. This plan was not fully implemented.
To be continued...