Rebirth in the Primordial Insects

Soon, Connor and Kurtz felt that he had redeemed his world.

There was no crime here, no murderers except him.

He is the only source of fear and hatred in the entire city.

His people no longer fear crimes, robberies, and shootings in their sleep.

He was the only one they were afraid of. He took all the sins on his shoulders but thought he was enough to bear them.

As if his martyrdom had given him strength, he soon considered himself a night ghost.

The following record was obtained from a nobleman before he took the oath of allegiance.

He was waiting for us, only a few nobles survived and as he slowly approached we thought he was nothing more than a splinter.

He slowly lay down and hid behind the throne, but then he demonstrated his incredible flying ability.

I couldn't breathe at all, because when I saw his pale and completely featureless body entering the light, I knew he was about to pounce, but I was already completely frozen.

But it's clear that we have other uses for him.

We were made to be his tongues, or instruments, so that he could command the subjects of Nasturm, and his orders were absolute, and anyone who stood in opposition was to be killed, either by us or by his power. He would always find the rebels and give them an example to follow. There was always something in his tone that made me want to run away at all costs, but there was no room for us to run away.

Quite simply, the Night Haunter became the Archon of the city.

Desperately and greedily grabbing the knowledge of the same kind.

Night Haunter seems to want to restrain himself rationally, but whenever he hears opposition or unfair things, he will always hunt the opponents himself until the prey is exhausted.

Then he would pray twice as hard, albeit without any clue.

This extreme and non-negotiable dual personality and wisdom brought his people into an efficient and equal society.

Exports to neighboring planets are doubled, and society exists in terrifying harmony, with people sharing wealth and, of course, fear. In the shadow of the law no one dared to own more than their neighbor, and the city prospered.

Neighboring planets also followed his policy, uneasily accompanying Night Ghost's planet.

The history of the empire records that the planet of Night Ghost and its neighboring planets were discovered by the empire that was marching into the distance during the Great Holy War. It describes the incident of the Imperial Navy warship entering the Nast home system during the Great Holy War.

So far, sixteen Imperial scholars have expressed concerns about this stupid unauthorized entry.

Ming felt that he understood why the Emperor's flagship rushed into that desolate galaxy, even before understanding the Empire's battleship data card.

The people of that planet are described as beings of great wealth, prosperity and consolidation.

And according to the prediction, the moon, the victim and the monster are arranged in a triangle, which is very auspicious.

Then the king fell at the Emperor's feet, and everything seemed normal. But strangely, the good hope suddenly disappears from the astrological chart, and the sudden appearance of the devil and the sign of death are pointed here.

But the order to march there had been given, so I hoped it was just my own misgivings.

The history of Nasturm describes this time as moving toward the light.

The Emperor's arrival on the planet resulted in a heated dispute among the inhabitants.

Although the Emperor's arrival brought hope, it would ultimately bring disaster.

When the darkness that permanently enveloped Nast Mother welcomed the light of the Emperor's flagship, the citizens of the entire capital overcame their fears.

They stood on the cold street, looking up at a sight that many of them had never seen in their lives: light shining into their world, growing every minute.

People stood like children. Many were crushed by confusion and fear, many cried with joy, and many hunched over and wept bitterly, believing that death was imminent.

The Emperor of Mankind beheld the world working and progressing to his delight.

The civilians were neatly dressed and worked silently and efficiently toward a common goal. The streets at night were as quiet as if the entire planet had fallen asleep. Obviously they have no chance of being as glorious as the Empire.

But at the same time, their monarch was undoubtedly moving towards a great and indisputable goal.

He has turned this society into a model planet of productivity, efficiency, norms, and humanity.

Through the attendants, councilors and assistants who accompanied the Emperor to the center of the capital, the meeting between the Emperor and the Night Haunters was recorded in detail, although some of the Emperor's words during this period caused an impact on the genetic code. physical harm.

The messengers of light, as they were known, entered the heart of the capital on foot.

The rain, filled with chemical acids, immediately stopped as if it recognized the Emperor.

In front of them were the citizens of Nastramu. Some of them could not bear to look directly at the Emperor's dazzling light, but some were surprised to find that the gray streets that the Emperor walked through were all repaired and sparkling. Bright.

Those who dared to look directly at the Emperor were blinded by the power of the Emperor's golden armor.

To the surprise of these visitors to Earth, more than one citizen uttered a cry of surprise at the light.

In this report, the Colonel of the Ultramarines mentioned that the reason for the doubt in those longing eyes was that they had never seen the sun.

Some people speculate that this is because the energy that rescued them from the old world came from darkness, and then it was still the power of darkness that plunged them into a life of absolute boredom.

At the end of this continent is the invisible spire of Night Ghost. His water-weed-like hair covers his eyes, which are directly illuminated by the emperor's light.

The crowd dispersed like dead barley blown by the summer wind. The Emperor approached the Night Haunter with outstretched hands.

Suddenly, Night Ghost twitched violently, and his hands quickly reached towards his eyes, as if he wanted to dig them out. A small scream came from the Primarch, and he fell to the ground. His assistant stepped back; the Emperor continued to approach and touch his forehead like a gentleman. It seemed that the most terrible thing was about to happen, which could only be solved by the arrival of this visitor.

Nast's mother's collapse

The glimpse and offer of hope was quickly gone as the Emperor departed on his flagship.

Many people were so happy for the first time since Night Haunter took over that they kept speaking and singing freely regardless of Night Haunter's existence.

Little did they know, though still insignificant, that the slowly growing flames of corruption would soon engulf the world.

In fact, accurate reports of the administrators on the planet were sent to the base camp on Earth: corruption, instability, and irrepentance were the main ones.

It was done by a senior executive who was about to commit suicide.

What's worse is that the Emperor has pointed out for this planet that there are countless beautiful civilizations outside the Nast home system, and there are better galaxies in the Milky Way, and there is light and warmth in those places.

This is an empty and unfulfilled hope for people, because everyone knows that these places are far beyond their reach. The Emperor's well-intentioned reminders instead destroyed man's last line of defense against darkness: ignorance.

The Night Haunter quickly accepted an Imperial education, though his habits remained secretly reserved, even when introduced to his Primarch brothers.

Under the tutelage of his brother Fulgen, Master of the Emperor's Children, he learned many complex lessons with ease.

He often compares the earth to a paradise, and he also transforms his body to adapt to the earth that is different from his home.

Soon, Night Haunter was promoted to the spiritual and military leader of the Night Lords Chapter, and his children who bore his genes were delighted to see their father back.

At a critical moment in the Great Crusade, Night Haunter implemented a highly unusual military strategy, and his new legions relied on their wisdom to understand this new strategy.

Although he was superior to others in war, he was an idiot in negotiations and talks.

For the Night Lord, all he does is use all available means to achieve his goals.

This trend continued to be implemented in the Legion and spread until it became widely accepted.

When a goal appears that can obviously be achieved with less military force, Night Haunter often uses absolutely superior force to achieve the assault.

Sometimes, on several battlefields, Night Haunters even managed to achieve consensus by tearing opponents alive.

In the first few years, his legions, aided by the Battle Sisters, completely destroyed the pagan faith.

Night Haunter has successfully molded his children into hunters who take killing as their second nature and will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

It is recorded that early in his career as a military commander, his Night Lords' legions slaughtered a colony that worshiped the god of agriculture, burning the entire colony.

Another incident was that he inhumanely launched a virus missile attack on the continent of a planet, because there were people worshiping the evil god Salis on the mobile islands near the continent, and that continent had a strong defensive force.

Night Haunter encouraged his warriors to paint symbols of terror and death on their armor and power armor to heighten the sense of terror they brought.

Slit skulls, death masks, screaming faces and other brutal imagery were carefully painted onto the power armor. In fact, they often used the skulls of their enemies as decorative patterns.

This solution has been proven to be absolutely effective.

Soon the Night Lords Legion became notorious, and some galaxies that were originally uncooperative would often suddenly accept the tithe, stop their opposition, and kill the original opponents. They did this just in the hope of not attracting the Night Lords Legion. .

Because his warriors were mired in distant battlefields, Night Haunter ordered his hometown mother Nast to continue recruiting troops to fight.

He believed that his hometown should continue to obey his orders and teachings, and he believed that they would work as hard as he did to achieve the prosperity of the empire.

But what he didn't expect was that Mother Nast had completely turned into a fallen planet, just like it was before he came.

Only the most crazy and savage criminals still maintain healthy bodies, and it is this group of crazy and savage people who join the holy Space Marines.

Although a son of the Emperor, he had no obligation to anyone other than the Emperor.

Night Haunter's perverse actions are still despised by his brothers.

The traces left by Mother Nast still exist among the brothers. Except with his assistant, Night Ghost rarely enjoys happiness with his brothers.

He became agitated, often frightened by the prospect of his own tragic death, and cared little about the war. But he didn't want to mention this feeling, but hid it deeply in the darkness.

The feeling of loneliness gradually grew, and the rift between him and his brothers became wider and wider.

Night Haunter's belief in Chaos did not show signs of development until some time later, but it was only due to his special respect for his brother Fulgen who was his teacher.

Fulgan's abilities may allow him to peer into the twisted souls of Night Haunters, though his abilities could be used in better ways.

What can be summarized now is that when Fulgan visited Night Haunter, Night Haunter felt that he had to admit some feelings to Fulgan.

After receiving Fulgen's response or inducement, it seems that the Night Haunter told Fulgen all the visions that he would be killed by his biological father and that his children would kill each other instead of the enemy. He even said that the Emperor would take The light of the Nast Mother would only destroy his hometown.

Fulgan immediately told these stories to Rogal Daun, a brother who believed in the Emperor in every way. These discussions and descriptions led to a confrontation between Rogge and the Night Haunter, which developed into a quarrel and a fight.

...Roger lay on the stone slab, gasping loudly, his robe soaked red with blood, and his body became mutilated.

On the body of this great warrior is a terrifying white gargoyle. It is as pale and terrifying as a night ghost. He is breathing heavily, with long tangled hair covering his obsidian eyes, facing us. , he howled crazily, his anger tortured by the same guilt.

Neither this nor what happened next is recorded, but the Primarchs held a meeting in the Night Haunter's absence.

Their resolution is no longer known, but the whole incident was buried deeply as a shame.

When the Primarch's council broke up many hours later, they found that the Night Haunter had vanished and his fearsome bodyguard had been slaughtered to a single man.

The corridors, walls and ceilings were covered with dark red blood and broken bones.

The Night Haunter had already escaped on the Legion ship.

Before the Primarchs could catch up, he had disappeared into the Warp.

Horus' Rebellion

After learning about his brutal behavior. The forces of Chaos scramble to win over the Night Haunters

. By this time, he had become extremely insane, leaving evidence of the brutal slaughter of every world in the galaxy. No world is safe, and it is becoming increasingly implausible that the Night Haunters will launch a full-scale attack there. Imperial reconnaissance forces have been closely following the clues left by the Night Lords' legions, and have been unable to teleport to the Emperor's Throne. Imaginary pictures and messages.

Spreading horrific massacres and widespread mutilation of civilians in the name of the Emperor is a despicable act.

Yet disrespectful and sacrilegious violence has become the signature of the Night Lords' legions, spreading brutal vengeance on every planet they set foot on.

Night Haunter no longer fights in the Emperor's name, he has denounced him as a weak hypocrite. The current Primarch fought in the name of death and terror, and he was extremely knowledgeable in how to better manipulate this arsenal of terror.

Night Haunter's physical changes are also extremely obvious, with his lips drawn outward, his muscle structure piling up, and his gnarled hands twisting into a grasping shape.

Shocked by his son's brutal behavior, the Emperor responded to the condemnation by ordering the Night Haunter to answer and explain himself, ordering him to attend the meeting immediately and take responsibility for all actions of the Legion.

But even as the decree was promulgated, the slow but powerful Imperial laws could no longer punish the Night Haunters, for an unprecedented rebellion was becoming a reality.

Horus, the Primarch's most admired and favored son by the Emperor, orchestrated the rebellion of several Space Marine Legions and their fall into Chaos.

His actions fully demonstrated his betrayal in the planet's massacre of the Brotherhood.

The decree calling for the trial of Night Haunters and Night Lords was immediately shelved.

Soon, the empire was divided and an all-out civil war broke out.

The Night Haunters quickly signed an alliance with Horus, and it became increasingly obvious that the remarks made by the Night Lords against the Emperor were true. They were indeed about to launch a series of extremely cruel genocide operations on the vast eastern border of the Empire. They were completely dissatisfied. Invoking the power of Chaos, they defy absolute belief in Chaos.

Correspondingly, their Primarch believed in death and terror, and eventually transformed into a form that even he hated. Soon, the entire Legion that once proudly fought for the Emperor was completely replaced by brutal killers and shameless criminals.

They are not loyal to Chaos, they just use the chaos caused by Chaos as their tool against humanity.

The entire territory of the human empire trembled under this terrifying legion, and slowly but surely, the Night Lord slowly carved a journey to the earth with blood.

Even as the end of Horus's Heresy approached, and the Great War Chariot of Chaos slowly crashed and burned, the Night Lords continued their horrific vengeance.

They continued to harass the Imperium of Man, and a series of planned massacres and destructions were carried out one after another.

On the surface, the Night Lord's goal has not changed, but it is obvious from the battlefield records that the direction of the Primarch's campaign has been changed. All their originally beneficial plans have been carried out in the opposite direction, and their strategy has not changed. No longer like a raiding force, but more like a suicide legion.

More obviously, the Night Haunter was probably well aware that the Emperor's final decision to take his life was carried out, of course, by assassins from the fearsome Temple of Callidos.

Nearly half of the Assassins of Kalidos were mobilized on the mission to assassinate the Primarch, in the hope that his death would end the Legion's evil deeds forever.

Nightwraith's final dying words have become one of the greatest mysteries in the history of the Empire.

It is hypothesized that Martha the Assassin was intentionally allowed to explore the Night Haunter's bizarre palace, a living entity that was still alive. Martha, who expected to encounter countless guards and heretics, did not expect that the entire hall was filled with flesh, blood and bones, but was empty.

Dynamic earphones are mounted on Martha's bizarre lower arm armor, ensuring static balance in the assassin's mind. It was this piece of equipment that reflected the twisted Primarch and the intruding Angel of Death, excerpted below:

In a dark pool far away from the throne and the bones of his victims, a carpet of screaming faces drew the assassin's eye to a pair of gnarled and naked lower limbs, where the Night Haunter sat. That.

His madness and hatred emanate far away, and can even be detected by detection instruments.

Martha paused as the fallen Primarch looked up, nervousness reflected in her face and dark eyes.

After a long time, a voice thick with pain and contempt sounded, and the ghost of the night spoke.

Your presence does not surprise me, Assassin. I knew it from the moment your ship entered the eastern border.

But why didn't I kill you? Because your mission and the actions you are about to perform reflect the correctness of what I have tried to say and do.

I only seek to punish those who have sinned, just as your hypocritical Emperor now seeks to punish me. Death is nothing compared to this perfect proof.

Then the motion detector dimmed for a brief moment as Martha jumped downwards, and the final scene showed a pair of dark, staring eyes filled with hatred, beneath which was a face with almost no lips. Laughing mouth. Soon, the detector stopped working for no reason...