Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Chapter 264 71, Dukel: The emperor back then was probably like this too.

Luo Jia's plan succeeded.

Horus went with him to the supreme central realm and obtained treasures that even the gods could not reach.

All he needs to do now is to completely digest this treasure, and then everything will be as they wish.

The two returned with a full load and activated the one-way teleportation array prepared in advance.

Before stepping into the teleportation formation, Horus' majestic body slowly turned, and he took one last look at the world.

"Next time, I will put everything back on track."

He stepped into the teleportation array and made an oath in his heart.

Beria IV, on the ground battlefield.

Duker lowered his head slightly, as if he was deep in thought. His expression was a bit complicated, and he seemed to be confused about whether to laugh or cry.

When Kurtz told him about Luojia's plan, he had a strong sense of déjà vu.

Now that the virtual world has given him feedback, the origin of this sense of déjà vu has been completely confirmed.

Unexpectedly, Luojia and Horus worked hard, and their ultimate goal was to enter the virtual realm.

They succeeded, and the virtual world welcomed outsiders for the first time.

Horus succeeded in striking a deal with the Arcana, just as the Emperor had struck deals with the gods.

They all asked for the treasure they wanted.

However, borrowing and repaying are the eternal and unchanging iron laws in the universe.

Even if the lord of mankind wants to default on his debt, he will be beaten to the point of paralysis and put on the golden throne.

I don’t know how Horus will face it when the Truth of Jingjing comes to collect debts.

"Dukele, what are you thinking about?" After Cozi told him about Luojia's plan, he saw him fall into a long silence, so he couldn't help but ask.

"I was wondering," Duker replied, "whether it was the same situation when the gods invested in the emperor - it turns out that all the tragedies in these ten thousand years were really destined."

Only then did Duker truly understand why when the Emperor created the Primarch, he had doubted countless times whether he was doing the right thing, and at one point wanted to strangle the Primarch in his infancy.

Perhaps it was because the emperor had long known that in such an unequal transaction, no matter how much he earned, he would eventually have to pay it back with interest.

If something is so strong that it cannot be changed, it can be called fate.

The moment the Emperor completed the deal, he knew of his and his Primarch's fate, something he had anticipated.

Just taking a chance.

"What?" Cozz asked again, puzzled.

"Nothing." Dukel raised his head and broke away from his deep contemplation. His eyes burst out with splendor.

"No matter what Horus's final plan is, I will defeat him. His defeat is a hit, and my victory is a matter of course."

Coates was noncommittal.

"Brother, sometimes I will be jealous of you, if only I could be as confident as this." Midnight Ghost said in a sinister tone, and before Duker cast an angry look at him, he dived into the night.

But in fact, Duker didn't care what Coates said.

At this time, he was still guessing Horus's next plan.

The Emperor's bargain with the gods was to create the Primarch.

And Horus's deal in the virtual realm was probably also for those cloned original bodies, right?

Horus knew the truth about the Primarch. He had traveled through time and saw with his own eyes how the Emperor combined the creation of the Warp with the Primarch's body.

This is a big project.

The gods invested in this project back then, which resulted in the Milky Way becoming a paradise where demons could wreak havoc for thousands of years.

But in Duker's opinion, the gods were still too stingy.

It's like four poor buddies pooled together a sum of money to jointly invest in this project.

Dukel's virtual world is an (infinite) lending company.

Just like Luo Jia said, they gained everything.

When Horus reaches a deal with the Arcana Truth in the virtual realm, all resources in the virtual realm will be open to him without reservation.

But it's impossible to blame the gods for being stingy. After all, their energy is completely accumulated soul by soul.

The Dukel Void Realm, on the other hand, completely relies on the devouring of the subspace.

The Void never produces energy, it is just a porter of subspace.

And we are not afraid of anyone defaulting on their debt.

The Jade Truth itself is the ultimate (debt collection) weapon in the Void Realm.

"My Lord." Efilar's burning wings landed next to Dukel.

As a person in the virtual realm with authority second only to the administrator of Dukel, she also knew everything that had just happened.

She knew clearly what kind of deal Horus had just made, and she also saw clearly the fate that followed.

"You are so kind," she said, looking up at the primarch's face.

Even though this move was tantamount to playing tricks on Horus, she didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

It is a foregone conclusion that Horus has been played by the gods. Even if Dukur does not do this, the other party will still lose everything.

After being played by Duker, he could at least change his direction and become loyal to the empire and have a promising future.

"You are that man's benefactor." The nun quickly figured out her logic.

Dukel nodded with satisfaction. He liked this about Efilar. This nun could always quickly identify who was good in changing situations.

This quality is rare among today's ignorant stars.

"Let's go, my girl, it's time for us to end this war once and for all." He patted the nun on the shoulder and said,

"Soon, my brothers will continue to send these enemies of the empire to our door in a steady stream. Our actions must be more agile."

"Do your will."

Horus and Lorgar returned to the Vengeful Spirit.

Then without any hesitation, he ordered the giant ship to leave the Beria system, not caring at all about the demons he regarded as abandoned sons.

It wasn't until he was far away from the chaotic battlefield that several of his friends appeared again.

The four friends looked at Horus, who was speeding up his evacuation after his defeat in the Belial system.

Like a true close friend, she immediately sent him comfort.

"Horus, change is the normal state of fate, and our plan will eventually succeed." The scholar in blue robes was the first to speak.

The warrior followed, "A true brave man dares to admit his failure. It is not worth being depressed."

"Even the tiniest life can destroy the greatest country. You have done enough." The chubby businessman opened his mouth and enlivened the atmosphere in the room.

"There will be more pleasures in the future, and you just have to enjoy them." The beautiful woman licked her lips.

Comfort after facing failure.

A short time ago, Horus might have been moved by this.

After all, he was alone after waking up and needed the encouragement of his friends to inspire him to get out of his uneasy predicament.

But now, he just glanced at them.

"Where did you just go?" he asked his four friends.

"Horus, we are your friends, not your slaves. Sometimes we have our own matters to deal with," the scholar said.

Horus nodded, noncommittal.

He stood up from the throne and walked towards his cabin, with Luo Jia standing beside him.

"Wait, friend." The scholar asked at this time, "You haven't made a plan for the next step. Maybe we should go to Moro, reopen the portal, and get the treasure for your brothers who have been reborn. With the gods The treasure from the transaction will surely be enough to support the future we envision.”

"No." Horus said without looking back. At this moment, he was full of energy and regained the feeling he had when he was the perfect commander.

"No need to search the gods, for I have found a better one."

Under the surprised looks of the four friends, Horus looked at Luo Jia who was standing aside, "You will help me, right?"

"Of course, we are brothers." Luo Jia replied without hesitation.

When they entered the virtual realm, Luo Jia's actual purpose was completed.

He could have ignored everything that happened here, but he still made his promise.

Of course he did not do this for Horus, but because he witnessed the transaction between Horus and the true god in the virtual realm.

If all this is what the true God wants, He will definitely do his best.

This time, he wanted the true God to witness his piety.

The two Primarchs strode away, each in high spirits.

The four friends of Horus were left looking at each other.

"Since when did he become stubborn and refuse to listen to our words?" The beautiful woman bit her lower lip lightly, revealing a beauty that could make the stars eclipse.

"Perhaps our rope should be tied stronger." He murmured, his eyes blurred.

"Deformation is also a part of life." The businessman said cheerfully, like a kind elder looking at his naughty junior, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was filled with chilling malice.

"Change is a good thing." The scholar shook his head slightly, "Everything is planned."

The "blood" warrior growled lowly.

The war on Belial IV continues.

When Horus left, the Daemons and Corrupted warbands lost their command and became even more chaotic.

The ground battlefields of the entire world have become a crowded and chaotic mess.

And on this chaotic battlefield, there is a black legion of alien mercenaries, more accurately, an orc mercenary war gang.

These militant green-skinned boys who were hired completely let themselves go on the battlefield.

"Waaagh!"

As humans roared and demons screamed, discordant cheers came from the corners of the battlefield.

Countless greenskins shouted together. They waved the crude weapons they picked up from the battlefield and broke through the servitor defense line left by the black legion.

This green-skinned orc is an alien mercenary recruited by the Black Legion.

On the journey to Belial IV, the Black Legion's mad scientists became interested in these aliens.

After they coaxed and lied, they carried out various transformations and research on the green skin.

Actually, a war leader was created among this green-skinned group.

The green-skinned orcs with war bosses and those without war bosses are completely different races.

They completely lost control, and after being blocked for a period of time, they were thrown to the surface of Beria IV by the Black Legion's giant ship.

But these orcs don't care where they are at all.

They screamed happily on the battlefield, and used various broken parts on the battlefield to build their own tanks and weapons.

At the beginning of the war, the Imperial forces were busy suppressing the demonic frenzy and human renegades.

They didn't pay too much attention to these orcs and let them run around in chariots.

The Imperial Army seemed to be accustomed to the presence of green-skinned orcs on the battlefield, but this also gave the orcs the opportunity to grow and develop.

The genetic factors of green-skinned orcs are composed of an animal spiral and a plant spiral, which allows them to photosynthesize like plants and walk freely.

And whether it is hair or dandruff, as long as it falls on the ground, it will take root and sprout like seeds.

This magical reproduction method also makes them the most reproductive race in the universe.

In the limited ancient records, orcs and the Eldar have a common origin and are war weapons created by the ancient saints.

In order to make the orcs more adaptable to various extreme war environments in the universe, the ancient saints added various extraordinary technologies to their genetic codes.

Let them have the ability to distort the laws of physics.

Green-skinned orcs are very stupid most of the time, but if they realize that they need a smart guy.

Their waaagh energy will create a smart boy for them.

Smart boys can easily master the languages ​​of various races and will be more cunning than humans.

During the Beast War, the orcs who went to Terra for negotiations even wore a decent suit and spoke High Gothic, just like an old Terran.

He used various negotiation skills, which once frightened the twelve high lords of Terra and almost surrendered to the green-skinned orcs.

The war leader Ironclad took away Khorne's demon engine.

He cheered, the demon in the demon engine was dead, leaving only a metal shell.

Ironclad thought the demon engine looked good and ordered his big mechanic to repair it.

"Waaagh!" Ironclad roared.

His men responded.

They all knew that the next fight would be extraordinary.

Ironclad was about to find the shrimps to have a good fight, bringing the latest red-coated chariot to give the shrimps an unforgettable lesson.

Countless chariots roared deafeningly, whistling and galloping past, pulling up a trail of smoke and dust on the battlefield.

The tall and burly armored boss waved the chainsaw in his hand.

He kicked a fart spirit that was blocking the way away.

The fart spirit rolled on the dirty mud like a ball. All the orcs laughed at this scene, and the battlefield was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"What are we doing, little ones?"

"The armored boss is fighting the gang!"

The greenskin boy sitting on the roaring pickup shouted.

"We are the most evil, we are the most powerful."

"Waaagh!"

The greenskins shouted while raising the spray guns in their hands. Each spray gun was manually modified and equipped with an extra barrel.

However, no orc pulled the trigger randomly, which was a rare situation.

Mainly because before, when they were on the ship of the Black Legion, a stupid boy broke the glass of the spacecraft with a gun.

Such an action made them quickly realize that there was a reason why the spacecraft was made into a closed type.

Their previous boss was sucked out and thrown into space.

"Let's go plunder the shrimp's base!" Iron Armor boss yelled again.

The shrimp's weapons and equipment have become more and more cool recently, and Iron Armor can no longer suppress the desire to plunder.