Fulgrim pushed aside such concerns and nodded at Horus’s words. ‘I understand perfectly,’ he said. ‘I see,’ said Horus, ‘and the Council’s concern is simply with Angron’s bloodlust?’ ‘Not entirely,’ he replied. ‘As I said, the Wolf of Fenris has been despatched to Prospero in order to bring Magnus back to Terra, though for what purpose I do not know.’ ‘He has been practising sorcery,’ said Erebus. Fulgrim felt a spike of anger enter his heart at the warrior’s temerity in addressing a primarch without a direct question being asked of him. ‘Who are you to speak without leave in the presence of your betters?’ he demanded, turning to Horus and waving a dismissive hand at the Word Bearer. ‘Who is this warrior anyway, and tell me why he joins our private discussions?’ ‘Erebus is… an advisor to me,’ said Horus. ‘A valued counsellor and aide.’ ‘Your Mournival is not enough for you?’ asked Fulgrim. ‘Times have changed, my brother and I have set plans in motion for which the counsel of the Mournival is not appropriate, matters to which they cannot yet be made privy. Well, not all of them at any rate,’ he added with a pained smile.


-호루스 애완인간됨


Horus and Erebus spoke for three days, telling Fulgrim of what had befallen the 63rd Expedition on Davin, of the treachery of Eugan Temba, the assault on the crashed Glory of Terra, and the necrotic possession that had taken his flesh. Horus spoke of a weapon known as the anathame, which was brought to his staterooms by Fulgrim’s Apothecary after he had handed Fabius his seal to have it removed from the Vengeful Spirit’s medicae deck. Fulgrim saw that the sword was a crude thing, its blade like stone-worked obsidian, a dull grey filled with a glittering sheen like diamond flint. Its hilt was made of gold and was of superior workmanship to the blade, though still primitive in comparison to Fireblade, or even the silver sword of the Laer. Horus then told him the truth of his injury, how he had, indeed, almost died but for the diligence and devotion of his Legion’s quiet order. Of his time in the Delphos, the massive temple structure on Davin, he said little, save that his eyes had been opened to great truths and the monstrous deception that had been perpetrated upon them.


-호루스와 같이 다빈 사태 등을 포함해 펄그림에게 말하고 펄그림을 설득하면서 열심히 존재감을 과시하다가


‘On the contrary,’ replied Horus, rising to follow him. ‘I know exactly what I am asking you to do. I am asking you to stand with me to defend our birthright. This galaxy is ours by right of conquest and blood, but it is to be given away to grubby politicians and clerks. I know you have seen this, and it must make your blood boil as it does mine. Where were those civilians when it was our warriors dying by the thousand? Where were they when we crossed the span of the galaxy to bring illumination to the lost fragments of humanity? I’ll tell you where! They huddled in their dark and dusty  halls, and penned diatribes like this!’ Horus reached down to his desk, snatched up a handful of papers and thrust them into Fulgrim’s hands. ‘What are these?’ he asked. ‘Lies,’ said Horus. ‘They call it the Lectitio Divinitatus, and it is spreading through the fleets like a virus. It is a cult that deifies the Emperor and openly worships him as a god! Can you believe it? After all we have done to bring the light of science and reason to these pathetic mortals, they invent a false god and turn to him for guidance.’ ‘A god?’ ‘Aye, Fulgrim, a god,’ said Horus, his anger spilling out in a surge of violence. The Warmaster roared and hammered his fist into the mural, his gauntlet smashing the painted face of the Emperor to shards of cracked stone. Ruptured blocks fell from the wall to crash upon the metal deck, and Fulgrim released the papers he held, watching them flutter to the floor amid the ruin of the mural.


-그 과정에서 호루스가 렉티티오 디비니투스를 꺼내면서 극대노함.



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As distasteful as it was, he knew he would have to offer congratulations. ‘Well done, Fulgrim. You have slain one of our greatest foes as you said you would, but I fail to see why you make this presentation in so private an audience. Surely you would wish our brothers to revel in your triumph?’ Fulgrim laughed, but there was a timbre to his brother’s amusement that sent a chill down Horus’s spine as he recalled where he had heard such ancient malice before… in the voice of Sarr’Kell, the entity Erebus had summoned in the heart of the Vengeful Spirit. ‘Fulgrim?’ asked the Warmaster. ‘Explain yourself.’ The Primarch of the Emperor’s Children shook his head and wagged his finger at Horus. ‘With the greatest respect, mighty Horus, you do not address Fulgrim any more.’ Horus looked into his brother’s dark eyes, seeing beyond the arrogance and superiority to what lay within. Darkness filled his brother’s core, an ancient darkness that had torn itself from the womb of a dying race with a bloody birth scream. Its existence was as old as the heavens and as fresh as the dawn. Its life was immortal and its capacity for malice infinite. ‘You are not Fulgrim,’ he breathed, suddenly wary of this intruder in his midst. ‘No,’ agreed the thing with his brother’s face. 


이후 책에서 아예 사라지고 나중에 벤지풀 스피릿에 악마 소환했었다는 거만 언급됨.