"Damn, what a hell place..."

A tall man walked among the dilapidated ruins with a calm expression, but the details always made people feel that he was very unhappy. He had blond messy hair, wild as the mane of a wolf. At this time, he was

Expressing sincere dissatisfaction with the scene in front of him.

...but the language he used was not very civilized.

"Those bastards should be shoved up Nurgle's fucking asshole, those bastards, and that bastard in the lead... pray to Nurgle for endless lifespan, with a completely underdeveloped brain.

, an idiot with an incompletely developed cerebellum..."

Cursing, he kicked away a broken piece of gravel, and the thing flew out with a roar, causing a second collapse in the ruins.

The blond man bared his teeth in dissatisfaction, and his sharp canine teeth poked out of his lips: "Where are the people?! Where have they all died?!"

With a gloomy look on his face, he found a relatively clean place and sat down, his thick fur cloak rustling in the cold wind. Within five minutes of sitting down, this man made a series of complaints.

"You can't drink wine, you can't see people - and you even took away my Thirteenth Company! Father! You might as well kill me!" He ended with these words, and at the same time he raised his head suddenly and said:

He looked like he was speechless and asked the sky. "Seriously, you could just slap me to death!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the golden light gradually disappeared. The blond man covered the back of his head in silence, blinked as he looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The old man wore a simple robe, revealing his withered hands and arms. One of his eyes was covered with an eye patch, and his beard and hair were all white. He looked surprisingly old. But there was endless wisdom shining in his single eye.

"All father..."

Leman Russ lowered his proud head and paid tribute to his father.

"Your Thirteenth Company has returned to the Space Wolves. The two hundred of them are doing very well. At least they are better than when they followed you - you haven't eaten anything serious in ten thousand years. Are you hungry?" the old man asked with a smile.

"What do you think?" Ruth muttered. "The last time I drank alcohol was 3,100 years ago. The wine was still for mortals. When it fell into my mouth, I could barely taste it...

.What's the matter with you? Wait - how do I feel about you..."

He looked at the old man in surprise, and his voice trembled when he spoke again: "Are you okay?!"

The old man blinked at him and said nothing, but he had already given an answer.

Ruth took a breath, and his first reaction was not joy, but a cry of regret: "I have been looking for that damn Tree of Life for ten thousand years -! Father, I demand compensation!"

"Okay, what compensation do you want?" the old man asked with a smile.

"A barrel of wine?" Ruth asked tentatively, and soon pushed further. "No, no, ten barrels of the best wine, enough to make me drunk...I want one more

A big meal, okay?"

"Okay, do you want me to find you some more drinking partners?" The old man's smile became brighter. "Who do you want to drink with?"

"Leon!" Ruth replied without hesitation. "He must have missed me all the time, what do you think?"

"...Ruth, my son, saying this may make you a little sad. But Leon may not like you as much as you think." The old man said euphemistically. "I like your optimistic personality.

but--"

"——Hey, don't act like you understand our direct relationship."

Leman Russ patted his breastplate carelessly and interrupted his father loudly: "I don't know, but I really thought you knew it very well! Leon and I are definitely close buddies. What's the relationship between us?

How many times have we fought! Can the relationship be bad?"

The old man didn't know how to talk about it for a moment. He didn't know whether to tell Russ first that not all of them have been good brothers for life after fighting like you Fenris barbarians, or to tell Russ that he was right to

Ruth was very dissatisfied with what he said.

"...Leon is still in the subspace, and I haven't found any trace of him yet. So, you have to find someone else."

"Not found yet? I'm not telling you, but your progress is a bit slow?"

In the ruins where there were only the two of them, Ruth laughed at his father wantonly. It seemed like he was no big deal, but this was actually proof of their close relationship.

He grinned happily and said, "I really want to know what his expression was when he saw you. It must be very funny."

The old man sighed, brought a stone for himself, and sat next to Ruth. The thin body seemed out of proportion to the tall giant, but unexpectedly gave people a sense of harmony. Looking from the side, it turned out that

It was like he was shielding Ruth from the wind and rain.

"My progress is indeed a bit slow. So far, I have only recovered Horus..." When he said this, he glanced at Horus's expression, and the latter showed an unexpected expression.

He had a complicated expression.

The expression on his face was like 'Really? I'm very happy, but I also want to beat him up. Should I be happy?', the old man showed a smile and continued to tell Russ about the empire.

The change.

"I made a precious friend, who brought new life to the empire, saved me, and saved our dreams. At least the empire no longer has to turn into a mess that governs everyone with ignorance and lies. We

There is hope for the future...Why are you looking at me with that expression?”

Ruth scratched his face and mumbled a few times from his throat: "Uh...Father, why does this man sound like he is dead? You won't let him die too, will you?"

?”

No matter how good-tempered the Emperor was, he couldn't bear it now.

He raised his hand and slapped Russ on the back of the head. He angrily grabbed his hair and began to curse in Fenrisian dialect: "You want to make your father angry to death?

Are you this kind of person at heart? Don’t even think about drinking anymore! There’s no food left!”

"Don't!" Leman Russ was accommodating and apologized immediately. "I was wrong! How could you let him sacrifice? He must be living well now, with twenty-four beautiful beauties waiting on him every day - ah!

Why are you hitting me again?"

If the emperor was angry before, he has now entered the second stage. He looked at his unattractive son with a gloomy expression, and did not hit him anymore. He just stared at him coldly with his arms folded, and then slowly

Xu called out his full name: "Leman Russ..."

Ruth was so excited that he no longer dared to use any clever tricks.

He responded with a low eyebrow, and his tone was flattering enough to make the Space Wolves laugh at him for ten thousand years while being beaten by him: "Hey... what's the matter, All-Father?"

The emperor looked at him for a while, but in the end he was not willing to get angry at his son who had done a lot of dirty work and worked hard without complaint. He just sighed and brought up another topic: "Do you feel that I have changed?"

Russ looked at his father steadily and didn't speak for a while. The howling cold wind blew past their bodies, but most of it was blocked by the Emperor. The Wolf King's eyes were softer than ever before.

He took off his cloak, put it on his father, and spoke softly.

"You have changed," he said. "You are no longer so cold and mechanical. At least you are willing to respond to these bad jokes I made. I am surprised, father, I am really surprised. If you could have done it earlier,

This way, it’s better.”

The Emperor was silent, but Russ continued.

"I have always had no objection to the tasks you gave me. I know that I am not good at thinking, so why not leave the thinking to someone who is better at it? But I forgot that you can also make mistakes, and

The consequences of your mistakes are countless times more serious than those of a child."

"I should have known that something was wrong with you at that time - Lorgar discussed his theory with us. His eloquence made the other brothers lose in that debate. They could not refute his statement that you were a god.

Theory, but I can, but I didn’t say it at the time.”

The Wolf King grinned: "If you are not a god, then you have never deceived any of us. And whether you are the god or not is ultimately up to you. Am I right?"

You are right, but that is not the case, my son

The emperor did not speak, but the voice came into Russ's mind. His expression was very sad, and there were almost tears in his eyes. He even clutched Russ's cloak tightly, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man.

Sadness enveloped him.

There is a divinity in me, it is not big at first, but its mass is amazing. My humanity is always fighting against it, but it rarely gets the upper hand.

This is why my attitude towards you is different. I can't decide my character because I don't know when my divinity and humanity will take over. To you, I am gentle and tolerant, but to Ange

Ron and Lorgar, I'm a complete bastard

People think I am omnipotent, but they are wrong. I cannot even decide how I should appear to others. Even to my closest sons, I cannot talk to you with my true face.

"Father....."

Russ opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the Emperor shook his head.

He spoke again, his voice hoarse and dry, as if a machine that had been stuck for ten thousand years was running again: "Fortunately, I still have a chance to correct my mistakes... The second chance is much more precious than anything else.

There is no regret medicine in the world, Ruth..."

After saying these words, his figure gradually disappeared in the golden light, leaving only the cloak still swinging on the rocks in the wind. Russ silently tied the cloak behind him, and heard the sound in his ears.

his father's last words.

"I will take you to your brothers, they need you."

"Okay, Father."

The wolf king responded meekly, just like he did ten thousand years ago.

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Shaking his head, Ruth stood up from the floor.

He somewhat lamented that although Quan's father said he would no longer be a full-time riddler without emotions as before, his decisiveness in teleporting you as soon as he said it was teleported had not faded at all, and his methods seemed to be a little rougher.

He felt as if he had been punched in the stomach, and his internal organs were displaced. He didn't know if the Emperor was taking revenge on him... Forget it, Russ didn't bother to think about these things.

Wiping his mouth, he held onto the silver wall, but his hand suddenly sank in - the seemingly non-threatening and neat wall had swallowed up most of his left hand, submerged his elbow, and was unable to move. Even he could not move.

Even the strength can't break free.

Russ raised his eyebrows, whistled, and then laughed: "It's interesting. Which of my brothers created this? Could it be Ferus?"

Raising his head, he shouted to the empty corridor in front of him: "Hey! Ferus! Are you there? Are you alive?!"

"...Ruth?"

A suspicious voice came from behind him. Ruth turned his neck with difficulty, trying to turn his head to see who was calling his name. But the human neck could not twist 360 degrees.

In the end, he could only catch a glimpse of blond hair.

"Ha! It can't be you, Leon? I knew the old man was lying to me - eh! Little bird?!"

He looked at Sanguinius who walked in front of him as if he was being strangled by the throat, and was speechless for a moment. The good-tempered angel didn't care about his nickname of 'Little Bird', just

He smiled softly: "Wen Zhen, please release the restraints. This is my brother."

"Who are you talking to? Oh! Damn it, this thing actually comes loose on its own?"

Russ showed a cunning look, walked up to Sanguinius, gave him a hug first, and then nudged Sanguinius with his elbow with a smile: "Is there a hateful intelligence on this spaceship? Is that so?

,Brother, get me a barrel of wine, and I won’t tell our father about this, what do you think?”

"...Ruth, why do you always make weird jokes in places like this?"

"Of course it's because my sense of humor is different from ordinary people's."

Sanguinius shook his head helplessly: "Did your father send you here? Look at you, my God...where have you gone? Are you in the subspace too?"

His soft and sympathetic eyes almost made the Wolf King furious. The latter took a deep breath and pulled away several steps before continuing to speak: "My father's hair is on top! Don't talk to me like that, Shengji."

Les! You gave me goosebumps..."

"It's a good thing for you to calm down, at least don't keep thinking about drinking." The archangel nodded to him ruthlessly. "Come with me. I hope that when those two people see you, you can calm down and have a good talk.

"

"Huh? There are two other brothers here?" The Wolf King grinned happily. "Who are they? Is there Leon among them? By the way, my father told me that he got Horus back.

He won't be here, will he?"

The archangel turned back and looked at him with pity: "No, it's Fulgrim and Angron, who comes from another universe and has never been hit with the Butcher's Nail."

The smile on Russ's face disappeared, replaced by a grinning expression: "You're not kidding me, are you, Sanguinius?"

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