Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

The teachings of the Gene Father reached their ears, and all the sons of the Fire Dragon knelt down on one knee and lowered their heads.

Vulkan felt that he had spoken too harshly at this time. After all, judging from the evaluation of the Lord of Tyrone who had brought him back, his descendants had always practiced his moral principles and had a sense of responsibility.

Even the third company, although a little more ruthless, would not face the mortals driven by the enemy and use promethium flamethrowers to burn both the mortals and the enemies to the ground.

"I don't blame you, nor am I dissatisfied. On the contrary, I am moved by your deeds. My body trembles because of the acts of mercy you have done and the fire of warmth that you have shown to mortals."

"I bask with you in the glory of mortal gratitude."

Vulkan sat on the ground.

The Sons of the Fire Dragon no longer knelt on one knee and sat down in the same manner, even Wuwei did the same.

"There is an ancient prophecy circulating among the war group, which says that as long as we collect all your creations, that will be the day you return." Tushan said, "But until now, there are still one or two things that have not been collected... "

In response to Tushan, Vulcan threw his head back and laughed.

The Fire Dragon Lord smiled heartily for a moment and shook his head slowly: "I have not decomposed the teleportation device and integrated it into all my creations. Even if you gathered all my things, how could you have discovered me the moment you gathered them all? Returned."

"It's just an ancient legend."

"If I hadn't been unable to escape or had died, I would have returned to you immediately before you started collecting my creations, because this is my duty, and I cannot hide somewhere and watch you sacrifice. ”

As he spoke, Vulkan felt a sense of sadness.

The legends circulated in the war group are ultimately the hopes of those people in the past.

Because I really don’t know the whereabouts of the Gene Father after the Beast War, and I don’t want to think that the Gene Father is dead. Besides, an Immortal Primarch will never die in the first place. You can only place your hope on a certain behavior, hoping that as long as you do it, the genetic father will come back.

In addition, Vulkan can still feel that there is still a gap between himself and these heirs.

Times have changed, and ten thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. It is impossible for Astartes to live to be ten thousand years old. Even Dauntless, the oldest among the Sons of the Fire Dragon today, may have only heard the story of the Lord of the Fire Dragon.

Vulkan realized that he had to bridge this gap.

There is only one traditional way to eliminate barriers.

"Follow me." Vulkan stood up from the ground, and his descendants followed him.

The group left the docking platform and entered the resting area reserved for the salamanders on the flagship.

There are already piles of materials here, as well as a variety of ancient and advanced forging tools.

"Let's have a forging competition." Vulkan picked up his custom-made forging hammer that was as tall and heavy as the Astartes, "Let me see if you have retained the tradition of the Legion, that is, forging ”

Forging was Vulkan's hobby, and this hobby has become a tradition. Salamanders are not only users of weapons, but also makers.

The wealth of this war group is not due to the small number of people in the war group.

The Sons of the Fire Dragon immediately came to the forging table prepared for them and picked up the tools.

"The rules are simple."

"See who can forge a power hammer in a day."

Vulkan smiled and held up a finger.

"I don't know yet what abilities you all have, but if some of you can use some unique skills..."

"For example, interspersing fine gold bars like needles and threads on a solid body, changing the properties of metal, or kneading a set of terminators like mud..."

"Such creation magic is not allowed in this forging competition."

He picked up the hammered shirt and felt puzzled.

The kind of creation magic described by the Gene Father may not even be used by think tanks. How could their other sons of fire dragons use such techniques.

So Tushan just thought the father of genes was a joke.

When clanking sounds were heard all around near the flagship starport, the Glory of Humanity carried Vulcan and his descendants and sailed towards the Orpheus sector.

Vulkan, who was picked up from the Maelstrom by the Glorious Humanity, was not only his descendants who needed to see and were eager to see him.

…

Orps sector.

Invincible Veritas.

Vulkan was wearing a black robe and sat on the chair that belonged to Ryan. The Lion King's chair was even smaller under this dark, tall and strong man.

The projections of Guilliman, Jaghatai, and Sanguinius surround Vulkan.

"Where have you been all these years?" Ryan walked up to Vulcan with a glass of water and put the cup into his brother's hand.

"In another reality, I serve as a gravekeeper for the last trace of humanity left in the universe." Vulkan took a sip of water and said bluntly.

Ryan looked at Vulcan and fell silent.

His relationship with Vulkan could not be said to be good or bad. Vulkan was a simple and honest old man. No one would hate him except those who disliked him for some reason.

"You have changed, Ryan." Vulkan said suddenly.

When Ryan heard this, he combed his white hair and nodded slowly: "Yes, it seems that none of you are the same as before, except for me."

The Lion King's eyes swept over the other brothers, and he couldn't help but wonder: "When Roboute returned, I thought that except for the boy sitting in the stasis field, everyone else had become older, but now it seems Obviously not."

"You are all my children, and you will never age."

Suddenly someone interrupted.

The original bodies followed the sound and saw the bodies of Vanessa and Qin Mo entering the bridge at the same time.

Qin Mo's consciousness temporarily turned away from the maelstrom. He had told the human part of the emperor everything. Another thing he talked about was the restart of the search plan for the original body.

Because the return of Vulkan, who was swept into another universe by the subspace, proved that the previous search plan for the original body, which was considered a failure in the first test, was completely feasible.

"She is our father," Guilliman said to Vulkan.

Seeing a woman coming with the Lord of Tyrone saying that the Primarchs were her descendants, Vulkan was surprised at first, but when he saw the golden light in his pupils, he didn't need Guilliman to remind him that the Fire Dragon The master also realized that his father was possessed by this woman.

Vulkan stood up and half-knelt on the ground: "Father."

"Stand up." The emperor gently lifted Vulkan from the ground, and then glanced at Vulkan's whole body with concern. "You are still as strong and tall as before. Time and sorrow have not left you. trace."

"Yes." Vulcan nodded.

He still doesn't know what the true situation of the emperor is, and he doesn't know how much emotion the human part in front of him has. He still thinks that the emperor in front of him is still the same emperor before, so he won't express too much towards the cold father. Too much of your own emotions is a waste of your father's time.

But the human part of the Emperor is extremely pure, without the influence of any other will. He is sentimental, and after listening to Qin Mo talk about Vulcan's encounter in another universe, there is a lot of melancholy in his eyes.

But despite all the words of concern in his heart, now that he has met Vulkan himself, he doesn't know where to start.

"Has the emperor of the universe you been swept away come to an end?" Qin Mo asked Vulgan.

Vulgan didn't know that if he knew what Qin Mo said just now, he would have spoken bluntly.

The Lord of Fire Dragons does not know the fate of the Emperor of another universe, but the Emperor himself does.