Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

In the temporary command headquarters located in the orbit of the Connaught star, there was a deathly silence in the sparsely populated conference room.

The one-eyed psychic in red robes slowly stood up from his seat. His originally thin body quickly became taller, and his long red hair fell loose. No one reacted to the shocking words he just said. There wasn't even anyone to speak.

Magnus exhaled a long breath, stretching his strong body restrained by his mortal body.

The waiter next to him walked forward without a look in his eyes and handed a crimson helmet with two long curved horns to Magnus's hands.

"Come on, take me to see your father." Magnus said.

"Please go this way..." Eliwood, the current chapter leader of the Ultramarines, stood up from his seat and walked towards the door with eyes blank. The elite veterans of the Honor Guard walked with stiff and numb steps. Follow him.

Even the powerful Astartes, who rose to the rank of Chapter Master, was nothing more than a slightly larger ant in front of the Primarch.

But among this group of tiny ants, one was struggling.

"Oh?" Magnus held the Helm of Command with one hand and turned his head with interest. He saw an experienced think tank holding a short staff of punishment and hanging the Emperor's Holy Words on his waist. He was still standing where he was. , without walking out of the conference room door with the other members of the Honor Guard.

The think tank's body trembled slightly, the flesh and blood in the armor spasmed, and his eyes were as red as blood.

"It is rare to find people with such a strong will. I allow you to state your name." Magnus said.

"El Tambus..." Think Tank gritted his teeth and forced the muddy pronunciation out of his mouth.

"I remember your name." Magnus said with a smile, "Now you can die."

The words of the Red Devil fell, and the life of the current think tank leader of the Ultramarines Chapter, ‘Eltanbus Bugalad’, came to an end.

There was dead silence in the headquarters.

Under the leadership of Chapter Master Eliwood and his Honor Guard, Magnus descended to the surface of Connaught unimpeded, entered the heavily armed fortress city, and came to the place where the genetic father of the Ultramarines was stored. , the shrine to Robert Guilliman's body.

Due to the temporary relocation of the capital, the Primarch Temple on Connaught is not as grand and spectacular as the one on Macragge, but it is still impressive. The local Ecclesiastical Church specially vacated a temple after learning the news. The solemn church serves as a venue for displaying the body of the holy original body... This move greatly increased the enthusiasm of the residents of Connaught to go to the church to pray and worship.

The Bishop is considering whether to learn the Macragge model and collect tickets for the pilgrims who come to the body of the original body.

Of course, the Ultramarines would never accept the term 'corpse', because their genetic father was not actually dead.

After the Horus Heresy ended ten thousand years ago, the era of the Great Purge followed. At that time, Robert Guilliman personally led an army to annihilate the Legion of the Emperor's Children who had betrayed the Empire, but was assassinated. In that battle, the Ultramarines suffered heavy losses, and Guilliman himself was killed by Fulgrim's sword.

The poison of Slaanesh on Fulgrim's sword eroded the life of the original body. The original body of the Iron Hands, Ferrus Manus, died tragically under this sword. However, thanks to the blessing of the Emperor, the original body was saved. Liman did not die. The Ultramarines who arrived later desperately rescued the seriously injured and dying original body and put it into the stasis field.

From then on, Robert Guilliman's life was fixed at the moment when he was about to die but not yet dead, until today.

Magnus walked into the church door, raised his eyes, and saw the magnificent emperor statue in the center of the chapel.

The emperor's cloak spread like the wings of a double-headed eagle, and his powerful eyes stared at Magnus as he stepped through the door, as if it was about to fall down at any moment.

"Long time no see, father." Magnus said softly, stepping towards the center of the temple.

Eliwood and the veterans of the Honor Guard followed him silently and came to the large stasis device where the dying Primarch was placed. The burly giant in blue armor was sitting in the stasis field, his brows furrowed, as if he was still suffering from endless pain. The wound on his throat cut by Fulgrim was decorated, but it was still shocking.

Slaanesh's poison coursed through Guilliman's veins, causing wounds that would have killed the Primarch.

"Can't such an injury kill you? Haha, what a tough guy Guilliman is." Magnus held the helmet of dominion that exuded an ominous aura with one hand and walked step by step to the dying original body. .

The children of Guilliman watched all this in silence. The teeth in their mouths began to crack from clenching too tightly, and their mouths were filled with blood.

They were all conscious, and Magnus's psychic power only took away their control of their bodies and did not interfere with their spirits.

The chapter leader of the Ultramarines and a group of veterans stared angrily, watching helplessly as the legendary Ascendant Primordial approached their genetic father holding an evil chaos weapon. Their chests were ignited with anger, but they were overwhelmed by the absolute power. They were suppressed tightly, but they couldn't even move a finger.

Magnus climbed the steps and came face to face with Guilliman. He looked down at the Helm of Domination in his hand. The dark thorns wrapped around the crimson helmet exuded an aura of nothingness.

"Guilliman, do you like this crown? In the realm of Chaos, it was very 'representative'. Hee hee hee..."

He wasn't quite sure what this ominous helmet 'represented', but a strange feeling suddenly appeared. Eliwood's chicken skin couldn't help but cover his whole body, and he was sweating violently.

What kind of 'treasure' is this helmet in the hands of the demon primarch?

Seeing Magnus shut down the energy system of the stasis field, the Red Devil stood in front of Guilliman, holding the two long horns on the Helm of Command with both hands, bending slightly, and turned the helmet wrapped with dark thorns. The crimson helmet was lowered onto Guilliman's head.

Perhaps because the stimulation he received was too strong, Eliwood, who was suppressed by Magnus' spiritual energy, suddenly escaped briefly. In the few seconds before being suppressed again, he yelled at Magnus at the top of his lungs. Si yelled: "What are you going to do to my father?! You can't do this, you can't, no...!!!"

"Why not?" A joking smile appeared on Magnus's face.

His hands fell gently, and the heavy Blood God's helmet fell as light as a feather and was placed on Guilliman's head.

"Ah - in." Magnus looked cheerful.

Now look at Guilliman who is slumped in the life-support device. His sky-blue armor and crimson helmet are entangled with dark thorns, and the red Emperor's Sword is rising with golden flames next to it.