Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

The Salamanders stayed in the Akros sector until men sent by White Scar took over their duties, and Tushan summoned the fastest ship among the many ships scattered in the sector.

The responsibilities of the Sons of the Fire Dragon have been taken over by the descendants of Chogoris Eagle. They all left the Akros sector and headed straight for the navigation coordinates given by the Thunder Warrior Captain.

Mortal crews manned the ships.

For the first time in 10,000 years, the fearless warriors of the Salamanders Chapter are awakened in a non-combat state.

The warriors of the Chapter knelt before the statue of Vulkan, Lord of the Fire Dragons on the command deck, including Tushan.

The Sons of the Fire Dragon were silent, and the Chapter Leader did not speak. Everyone had different thoughts.

Tushan, on the other hand, was questioning himself, whether he had adhered to the teachings left by the Father of Genes to the seniors of the Chapter in ancient times, and whether he had practiced the principles of the Father of Genes.

Then Tushan answered by himself. He believed that he still adhered to the teachings and practiced the principles. Even though some aspects may not be satisfactory, the image of the father of genes in the myth and his decipherable will were both destroyed by fire. Lizard followed through.

Then Tushan reviewed whether he was competent as a chapter leader.

The Salamanders, like the Space Wolves, failed to practice the Codex thoroughly, perhaps even more thoroughly than the Space Wolves did.

The Space Wolves even formed a chapter that was inexplicably destroyed soon after, while the Salamanders did not form a chapter at all when the Codex was promulgated.

It's not that there is any doubt or dissatisfaction with Guilliman, but because the Salamanders died after the Horus Heresy to the point where they could no longer be divided into war groups.

And now there are only a few sub-groups. If it weren't for the addition of Primaris, I'm afraid even the slow re-legionization wouldn't be possible.

Tushan and the previous Chapter Masters were called upon in times of crisis. He had never fought alongside the Gene-Father, not even during the Beast Wars after the end of the Primarch's era.

Putting all the current Astartes together and taking the original body into consideration, the one who is considered to be the oldest is Dante, the thousand-year-old Chapter Master of the Blood Angels.

If he wanted to pay more attention to the discussion, Tushan felt that he should call the original body the genetic ancestor.

But the truth is this. The genetic and soul-level connection between the original body and the Astartes, how could it be possible for the Astartes who had never seen the original body to think that the original body was strange.

If faced with the question from the father of genes, Tushan could only answer that he did his best. This was his own evaluation of his responsibilities.

While Tushan was thinking this way, the ship suddenly stopped.

The star map projected in the command deck showed that they were not there yet.

"Abnormal space fluctuations caused us to stop." The captain reported to Tushan.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ship suddenly appeared near the star like a flying phantom.

It was a ship that was so huge that it could not be encompassed by the field of vision even from an extreme distance. The star pattern on it announced to everyone that it belonged to it.

Tushan had seen this ship during the Golden Expedition.

The Glorious Mankind flagship of the Tyrone Navy.

The tractor beam released from the Tyrone Navy flagship easily caught the ship where the Salamanders were, and dragged the ship into the module at the bottom of the flagship that acted as a star port. The ship docked extremely quickly.

When things got to this point, the Sons of the Fire Dragon knew who they were going to see soon.

"Get off the ship, kids." A Dreadnought turned its huge body and roared out of the command deck, "The Father of Genes is waiting for us!"

The Astartes lined up neatly and followed the Dreadnoughts off the command deck.

The Son of the Fire Dragon left the ship and entered the berthing platform of the flagship inner starport.

There are no star port staff coming and going here, not even a drone.

The only one standing there was a tall figure wearing a black robe.

Tushan's eyes fell on that figure.

First of all, that figure is huge, extremely strong and thick, and it is definitely the original body.

It doesn't take much thought to know who among the primarchs has this kind of body shape.

The Dauntless took steps, the Astartes still maintained their formation, and the Sons of the Dragon walked towards the figure.

The sturdy figure also took off his hood and walked towards him with a smile.

There is always a strange connection between the original body and the offspring, but after all, the Astartes is a weapon used for war, with the legion as an organization rather than a family, so even if both parties are very excited, there will be no one. A situation where a large group of Astartes rushed to embrace the Primarch.

Military regulations.

The Sons of the Fire Dragon lined up and walked up to Vulkan.

Vulkan also slowed down as he approached them.

When the two sides were less than two meters apart, they both stopped.

Tushan suddenly became nervous. He went over in his mind all the questions he had asked him on the way here, and then waited for the father of genes to ask him about the responsibilities of the chapter leader, the responsibilities of the chapter, and so on.

But Vulkan didn't ask anything, and couldn't stop his loud voice from roaring calmly in the ears of the Astartes: "I heard that you just experienced a difficult battle a few days ago, are you all okay? "

"We lost some people, but we completed our tasks and responsibilities." Tushan replied after a brief silence caused by the accident, "We implemented your will."

"No, it is not our task to protect a group of civilians after all friendly forces have withdrawn." The commander of the third company stood up and said, "We are at risk of being destroyed in that battle."

The Third Company of Salamanders has always stood out among the good old guys like the Sons of the Fire Dragon.

They will not treat civilians coldly, but if civilians and tasks are placed in front of them, they will choose the latter.

"Do you have a negative attitude towards our battle on Al Ain One?" A Dreadnought turned its head and asked the commander of the third company.

"No." The company commander saluted, "But a mission is a mission, and a rescue is a rescue. I have never refused to perform a rescue without a mission that must be completed, but the two cannot be confused."

When Wuwei wanted to say something more, Vulkan interrupted gently: "Yes, you are right, that is not your mission."

Tushan raised his head and looked at the father of genes.

"But that's your job."

Vulkan looked at everyone.

"You are not a group of cold executioners or killing machines. If you and I were created just to be killing machines, my father would not have left us with compassion and humanity."

"The ancestors of mankind once lived in a dark environment very far away, and then learned to use fire to keep warm and drive away wild beasts."

"Human beings no longer have to slowly learn how to use fire, but the living environment of this race is still dark."

"My descendants, you must remember that we are a flame that dispels darkness and brings warmth, rather than a hateful killing machine that treats mortals as ants."