Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

After repeated pursuits by the expedition fleet, all of Leviathan's tendrils were cut off, and the remaining parts gathered among the stars, escaping from the galaxies around Baal as quickly as possible and disappearing into the vast galaxy.

"Your Highness Dukel, Leviathan has not been completely destroyed. Do you want to continue the pursuit?"

Dante asked excitedly after seeing the Hive Fleet escaping. At this moment, the Blood Angel's eyes were red, and the fangs in his mouth were unconsciously protruding.

Duker looked at him and was silent for a few seconds before speaking,

"That's it. There's no need to kill them all."

"Why?" Dante, who was full of murderous intent and ready for a bloody battle, asked with some confusion after hearing the original body's words.

In fact, his previous inquiry was just a routine question, and he never thought that Duker would really stop chasing; he could feel that the heart of His Highness was still filled with endless fighting spirit.

After hearing his inquiry, the original body did not speak, but looked at the dark power sword in his hand.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the power sword is still dark, but Duker can clearly sense that the malice in it has weakened a lot.

"I used the darkness in the human heart to forge these blades of pain, but now, the light of malice it emits has dimmed."

"Maybe the remaining power in it is enough to kill Leviathan completely, but I can't do this. For the sake of the empire, I must retain a certain amount of evil thoughts."

Dukel raised the Blade of Pain, looked at Dante and said.

"How could this be?" Although Dante couldn't understand, he still understood a little bit, so he was even more confused.

"Shouldn't these darkness be endless?"

Duker also sighed at this moment,

"Humans are still too kind."

After sighing with emotion, Duker returned to the Fire of the Soul and stood on the deck of the expedition fleet. He saw the empty and cold space filled with wreckage after the war. In many galaxies ignited by war, countless corpses and battleship wreckage are floating in the vacuum.

Some of these corpses and the wreckage of star battleships are human, and some are alien.

Dukel has long been accustomed to such a sight.

In this gloomy forty-first millennium, the human empire's position as galactic hegemon is in jeopardy. The Chaos Gods spread fear and destruction across the stars, and their hungry daemon hordes breached the barrier between reality and the Warp.

Hostile alien races launch attacks on many worlds within the human empire. In this universe, there is only war.

Everything was destroyed in the war, and then reborn in the flames of war.

The only hope for the survival of the human empire is also war. In war, all powerful enemies will be destroyed, and all internal troubles will be eliminated in war.

"Let's go! Head to the star system where the Bonecrusher is located."

"According to your will, Your Highness!"

Following Duker's will, thousands of engines roared and tail flames flashed like stars. The expedition fleet once again broke through the barrier of the physical universe and shuttled through the bizarre subspace.

suddenly,

A black crow feather floated in front of Dukel, and then stretched out its muscles and bones, transforming into a complete raven.

"Dukele, you have to be careful. I can already confirm that the coalition of the four gods is preparing a terrible conspiracy. I saw the demons digging into the mountains, shattering the stars, condensing the underground lava, and forging countless terrifying creations. Abaddon has summoned a large number of dimensional blacksmiths to create an unprecedented and terrifying demonic engine."

The Raven Lord sent another warning to the Primarch.

This is already his second warning.

Duker's expression gradually became serious. Although it was still unclear what kind of terrifying creation the demons had made - but it could make the Lord of Darkness unable to help but issue warnings one after another. This in itself was a sign of extreme danger.

"You should also be careful."

Dukel reminded.

This time, he was really worried about the safety of Clarks. Although the Lord of the Crows had awakened to the essence of subspace and could transform into shadow at any time, and was an almost unsolvable existence in the subspace, there was no guarantee that the Four Gods Alliance would not Set a vicious trap for him.

However, after thinking that Clarks also held part of his essence, he gradually felt at ease.

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After several days of sailing, the expedition fleet passed through the nodes of the real universe and arrived at the galaxy where the Bonecrusher is located.

The number of orcs in this galaxy has reached a level that would frighten the Imperial Military Department. The overwhelming orc warships almost envelop each world in it, and overlapping symbols are carved everywhere.

In the world where Bonebreaker is located, even the light of the stars has been obscured by the huge battle moon. All the creatures in the world can see the huge, heavy light radiating from the shadow of the stars as long as they raise their heads. Overlapping totem marks.

At this moment, in an independent conference room in this world.

"Salaka, what is 1000-7?"

Duker asked straight to the point, sitting on a chair in the conference room.

"twenty two!"

As the original body's voice fell, Bonebreaker's brain didn't even react to what the other party said. His body straightened instantly and he answered instinctively.

At the same time, his eyes lost their sparkle and became hollow and numb.

Although this orc warlord has received Du Ge's blessing and has experienced countless wars, he has become extremely powerful. However, in front of the original body, he is still the same as before, as if everything has returned to the Soul Fire a few years ago. in the interrogation room.

If this scene were watched by others, it would definitely shock them. Unfortunately, in this conference room, the original body and the war warlord were having a separate conversation, and even their guards were not allowed to approach.

The Sons of the People Chapter is still stationed in this world. Because there is no military supplies, they have been hungry for a long time. They are studying whether it is more cost-effective to eat directly from the soil or grow some food from the soil.

But at this moment, they saw densely packed Imperial aircraft descending from the sky, which made their hearts suddenly excited——

"Your Majesty the Emperor, we finally see the Imperial troops."

"We've never felt so kind to our compatriots. Maybe we could trade bolter bullets with them for some food."

"Brother, where did we get the bolter bullets?"

"Then what do we have? How about selling the power armor?"

"Don't be stupid, our power armor is not worth much. You should ask the chapter leader. After all, in transactions, you can't depend on what the other party wants, but what we have."

"Hey, where is the chapter leader? He won't beg for food empty-handed, right? We have nothing left?"

The Chapter Master of the Sons of the People naturally had no idea that his brothers were lamenting over his disappearance, and he had already lurked near the Bonecrusher camp.

He had an intuitive hunch that this sudden arrival of the Imperial fleet was most likely the 'monster' he had been waiting for, the Bonecrusher.

While he was waiting, a Thunderhawk fighter plane flew straight towards the Bonecrusher camp. Before the aircraft landed, the Chapter Leader of the Sons of the People was horrified to discover that all the orcs on the ground were actually Trembling unconsciously.

Even the heavily armored orc bosses were no exception. It was as if the fighter plane was carrying some kind of savage beast. All the orcs were trembling as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a majestic figure stepping down from the Thunderhawk fighter plane. His hair was as long as ink, his face was cold and stern, and his cloak was billowing like a sea of ​​blood - this was the chapter leader, who wore the Skyhawk emblem. The figure I saw in the illusion!

The appearance of this figure made the whole world seem to turn into a battlefield of endless fighting, with endless fighting spirit erupting along with the blood in the heart.

And the depths of his genes are also giving him hints,

"This is actually a Primarch."

In a short time, he recognized that this was a son of the Emperor, the brother of his genetic father.

The Chapter Master of the Children of the People saw the Primarch and the Bonebreaker walking into the conference room together. After an hour of secret conversation, the two walked out again.

Although he didn't know what they said, he could see that the Bonecrusher appeared again, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and he seemed to be determined to fight to the end of the universe.

"Salaka, I hope that when we meet next time, you will already be an orc emperor." Duker said looking at the orc warlord in front of him.

"Humph, under Du Ge's watch, the Orks will tear apart all their enemies." Bonecrusher said coldly, with an arrogant look on his face, "One day, Du Ge's great waaagh expedition will destroy even the enemies outside the galaxy. , will be scared to death!”

After finishing speaking, Bonebreaker seemed to think of something suddenly and continued,

"By the way, big monster, there is a group of little shrimps stationed in this world. After I showed them that beautiful badge, they have been waiting here, as if they want to see you."

After saying that, the Bonebreaker left in a hurry.

The orc warships that covered the sky set sail again, the battle moon followed the orcs away, and the starlight shone again.

After the War Lords left, Duker went to meet with the Star Wars that were stationed in this world.

The first time he saw this regiment, this regiment left a deep impression on him.

This may not be the most powerful battle group he has ever seen, but it is definitely the poorest.

"Chief of the Sons of the People Chapter Three Buckets, reporting to you, sir!"

——A son of the people?

Duker thought for a moment. This was a chapter he had never heard of, but that was normal. There were thousands of Space Marine Legions in the Empire, and it was impossible for him to have heard of every one of them.

Then he looked at the opponent's power armor,

"Is this what you wore during the war?"

The opponent's power armor looked decent, but the original body could tell at a glance that it was fake. It was assembled from a bunch of junk and then spray-painted with new power armor paint.

"What are those bureaucrats at the Ministry of Interior doing to let these brave soldiers march to the battlefield like this?!"

Dukel was surprised. In this camp of the Children of the People, he did not even see the existence of military supplies. Only a few Space Marines had weapons, and there was almost no ammunition.

"this"

The leader of the Sons of the People chapter said with some embarrassment the reason why their chapter was not recognized by the empire.

"Soldiers who fought for the empire were turned away by corrupt officials?" Dukel laughed angrily after hearing this, with a bloody murderous look on his face.

The two were walking in the Legion camp of the Sons of the People. Suddenly, Duker's eyes suddenly froze, as if he saw someone who should never be there.

"Vulkan?!"

Duker couldn't help but speak.

In his field of vision, a giant over three meters tall with black skin and red eyes was carrying supplies dropped from the Soul Fire.

The appearance of the other party was exactly the same as the brother in his memory, except for the height difference.

In his memory, Vulkan was the tallest among the original bodies, with a body size of about six meters.

But the one in front of me is similar to Guilliman.

For a moment, Duker was a little unsure whether he had made a mistake. After all, even the genes in his body did not respond at all.

And Duker looked at these sons of the people, this group of space warriors, they should all be descendants of salamanders.

If it was really Vulkan, there was no reason for the children to sit on chairs and rest while the old father went to carry the supplies with his own hands.

"This is" Duker asked, pointing to the other party.

"Brother Forge is a mortal servant of our legion, and also our comrade-in-arms." The Son of the People replied.

"Let me see him," Duker said.

"Yes, Your Highness."

As the words fell, a son of the people quickly brought over this mortal servant who looked like Vulcan.

The other party stood in front of the original body, looking confused and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Where did you come from?" Duker asked.

"Your Highness, he seems to have lost his memory and cannot remember what happened before."

The man who looked like Vulkan did not speak for a long time, and the son of the people on the side explained for him.

Amnesia?

Yes, Vulkan is an immortal. He will not really die, but he will lose his memory when he is reborn.

Dukel surged with the power of his mind, wanting to use it to peer into the other party's heart.

But at the moment when the power of the soul poured in, using the other party as a medium, his consciousness was instantly brought to a spiritual realm.

And here is actually——

Orc Network!

Vulkan's will established a spiritual link with Du Ge here.

"Dukele, you actually revived? Brother, I really didn't expect that this new god of the Orcs was actually your incarnation?!"

Vulkan's shocked voice sounded.

"I'm even more surprised that your consciousness has always been in the orc network?!"

Dukel, on the other hand, was even more shocked than the other party.

He had thought about where Vulkan might appear, but he never thought that the other party's main will had always been hidden in the orc network!

Good guy, there really is everything in the orc network.

"I've been trapped here for I don't know how long. It's been so long that I've even gradually forgotten everything about the outside world." Vulgan said with a wry smile.

"Why did I never find you?" Dukel asked.

"We all need to hide ourselves, don't we? This is not our home court, but the two orc gods. Brother, we have been unable to communicate for too long. The fluctuations between us have caused Brother Go and Brother Mao to Attention, they are looking for us.”

Duker has also noticed at this moment that the two groups of violent energy in the orc network are rapidly manifesting.

"Oh, these two losers." Duker said disdainfully, "Brother, since you have also entered the orc network, are you interested in us doing something big together?"

"Brother, I roughly know what you want to do, but I don't have time now. Let's talk next time. They are coming."

"Okay." Dukel nodded, "I also need time to perfect the plan."

After the words fell, the communication between the two in the orc network was interrupted.

Sorry, I'm late for dinner with my colleagues today.