The restoration of the Han Dynasty began with the Horus Rebellion.

Chapter 10: Both shots hit Irebas!

The answer from Carlos the Weaver of Fate was so brief.

But the shock it brought to Horus and Erebas was beyond words.

However, unlike Zhan Shuai, what shocked Irebas was not the content of this answer.

Instead, this Treacherous Demon Lord actually broke his own rules, giving the same answer from both heads!

Logically, this is impossible, unless...

Irebas's eyes widened; he immediately thought of a possibility.

That makes sense.

"Could it be that AlphaRes is—"

boom! !

But he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence.

With the deafening roar of the explosion and the spray of blood, half of Irebas's skull was blown off, leaving only half of his face frozen in terror and confusion.

Horus turned his head and saw that the Stormblaster in Abaddon's hand was emitting blue smoke from the first shot.

This time, Horus, in a state of utter confusion, was unable to save Erebus once more.

Abaddon smiled victoriously, for he had fulfilled his "father's" instructions.

("Remember, Abaddon, when Horus... the imposter is distracted, you must seize the opportunity to fire again. No, not at the imposter, but at the same target as before—")

("Both shots should hit Irebas!")

Abaddon already disliked this scheming man, so this order was exactly what he wanted.

Of course, he was already prepared to explain to the imposter with a gloomy face.

"There's no need to listen to their lies anymore, Warlord! If Alpharis really was the Primarch the Emperor first retrieved, then the Twentieth Legion has always been a pawn planted by the Emperor and Macado within our ranks! If they betray us at a crucial moment, then we could never have won this war from the very beginning!"

Horus pursed his lips and remained silent. Alpharis was once his most trusted brother. After finding his youngest brother, he did not immediately bring him back to the Emperor, but instead had him trained in the Shadowmoon Wolves for several years.

Therefore, when the rebellion began, Alphareth was one of the first Primarchs to respond to Horus. After all, he had spent far more time with Horus than with the Emperor, and Horus firmly believed this. But what if this experience was all a lie...?

No, that's not all.

The honor of being the first son to return home, the thirty years spent alone with his father, and the ring engraved with the Centaurus constellation—

What in all of this is real?

Horus slowly raised his head and looked at the Tzeentch Archdeacon standing before him.

"There's another possibility: this evil warp creation is fooling me."

hum! !

Horus's Claw and the Worldbreaker's Power Hammer were activated simultaneously, and the Wolf God charged towards Carlos like a black lightning bolt.

"Then I will use his blood to show all the chaotic demons what happens when you underestimate me!"

Bang!

Carlos blocked Horus's claws with his scepter, and both heads simultaneously emitted a grating, hoarse laugh, seemingly pleased by Horus's reaction.

"I'm giving you one last chance! Weaver of Fate Carlos, why are you using this false information to drive a wedge between me and my brother!"

In response to Horus's roar, Carlos's laughter became even more unrestrained.

"Mortals are always like this; they are never willing to accept the truth."

"But we can assure you that—"

The two birds looked at each other and both revealed meaningful smiles.

"I never lie." X2

"That's enough!"

Horus swung the Worldbreaker Warhammer at Carlos, but the latter flapped his wings, dodging the attack and flying into the air to create distance.

Seeing this, the War General raised the Claw of Horus, aimed the attached explosive gun at the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Gah—"

However, a powerful psionic shriek emanated from Carlos's two beaks, not only deflecting the explosive bomb but also slamming Horus into the ground.

Even Abaddon, who was more than ten meters away, felt as if his whole body was being crushed by more than ten tons, and his vision began to blur. He suspected that if he faced this attack directly, he might die instantly from brain explosion.

Even Horus's body began to bend slightly, just as one of his feet was about to kneel on the ground—

"Go to hell!"

Horus suddenly hurled the Worldbreaker, and the warhammer, enveloped in an energy field, struck Carlos's head with precision and swiftness like a cannonball.

boom!!

Then spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground, and Horus leaped to the ceiling the instant the psionic shriek weakened, grabbing Carlos's other head with Horus's Claw.

"Hiss, denying reality is useless. Your future, like your past, will only be filled with lies and betrayal—"

Horus coldly tightened his power claws, crushing Tzeentch's remaining head like a tomato.

The next second, the corpses of the War General and the Great Demon returned to the ground together, causing the entire reception hall to tremble.

Abaddon stared in disbelief at the scene before him. Although the battle was part of his plan, Tzeentch's terrifying strength still exceeded his expectations.

Horus's strength terrified him even more; the entire battle lasted less than a minute from start to finish.

The War General seems to be even stronger than before...

No, he is not the real Horus.

Just as Abaddon had predicted, Horus, though he had defeated his enemies, showed no joy of victory on his face.

He simply stared at the Great Demon's corpse, which was gradually disintegrating into specks of light and being banished back to the warp, his expression even showing some pain and exhaustion.

While withstanding the Great Demon's psionic attack did have some effect on Horus, the main damage was not to his physical body.

Horus knew that the more powerful a demon was, the less it would stoop to lying; they would only use the truth to bewitch people.

Could it really be...?

"Commander, for safety reasons, we must revise our plans for the 20th Legion."

Abaddon's voice startled Horus from his reverie, and he nodded wearily.

"Hmm...that's right, I need to go back and think about the next steps in peace. Although the demon's words can't be trusted, just in case...Azekael, you will command the next battle."

"I will, Father."

As usual, Horus handed the filthy Worldbreaker to his most trusted offspring, instructing him to entrust it to the care of mortal servants.

But he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, Abaddon's eyes revealed undisguised contempt and disappointment.

Too weak.

Even though he is on par with the Primarch in terms of power, is he really the same Wolf God who led the Shadowmoon Wolves back then, who wavered over such a trivial matter?

I was so blind before, I didn't even suspect this imposter...

However, it's time to make amends for this mistake.

"I will command your legions and accomplish the great deeds befitting the true son of Horus!"

Abaddon raised the Worldbreaker warhammer and swung it with all his might toward Horus’s head!