Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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The Primaris Space Marines were left behind in the Wolf Order. Although they still needed to be tested, at least they would not become homeless.

Ryan took Zabreel and the Lion Guard on the transport plane and returned to the fleet.

On the way back, Zabriel had a doubt.

"Why did Logan's attitude change?"

"What happened to that soldier?"

Zabriel asked.

"Remember what I asked you to do?"

"Remember. You asked me to find a warrior, give him medicine, and send him to fight."

"The potion I gave you was given to me by Kaul. I met him again in private."

Ryan then began to tell about the potion.

That was a fallback strategy, something Kaul had worked out.

The gene seeds of the Primaris Space Wolves are more stable than Logan and the others, but the Primaris technology is Caul's technology after all, and the medicine is a derivative of Caul's research.

The son of Russ who takes the potion can turn into a wolf within a short time after being injured, even if it is a minor injury.

"I talked nonsense with them for a long time just to wait for that guy to turn into a wolf." Ryan said, "The guy kept shivering and growling, and he was about to turn into a wolf."

Zabriel looked at the Gene Father in shock.

Transform into a wolf?

This is the secret of the wolf group, otherwise how could everyone not know that the son of Russ would transform into a wolf?

"You shouldn't have told me..." Zabriel lowered his head, "I already know the secrets of our group, about the Caliban incident ten thousand years ago... I now also know the secrets of the wolf group, it seems In the future, more than one force will be chasing me."

Ryan didn't care at all: "A person in a high position should know many secrets. As for chasing and killing...what are you afraid of with me by your side?"

As he spoke, the Lion King placed his big hand on Zabriel's helmet.

"You and your brothers have certainly had it so hard that you have been infected with fear that you should not have been infected with."

"Like a frightened cat, afraid of everything."

"But it doesn't matter anymore. I'm back. I will clear the wrongs of those fallen angels who are still loyal. I will teach those extreme people a lesson. I will kill the real traitors."

Zabriel looked up to the Gene Father.

The current Lion King is the one he is familiar with.

Zabriel himself is not very familiar with Ryan, so the Ryan he is familiar with refers to the current Ryan ten thousand years later.

"No matter what price I pay, I hope that my brothers, those brothers who are still loyal to mankind, can get rid of the injustices they have suffered for thousands of years." Zabriel said solemnly.

Not all fallen angels are loyalists like Zabriel.

Zabriel hunted the Inquisitors in Tyrone because he wanted to help his brothers complete the prerequisite step of clearing their grievances - to stay alive.

"You don't have to think about the cost."

Ryan patted Zabriel's helmet.

Zabriel felt like his head was being knocked dizzy.

"That's something I should think about, you just have to wait."

…

When the Lion King and his party returned to Terra, the fleets of Ultramar and Tyron's navy were already approaching the solar system.

However, the high-ranking officials of the empire would not wait around in Terra, that would be disgraceful.

Under the organization of the high lords, a grand welcoming procession went to the outside of the solar system to meet the fleet docked outside the solar system for final rest before arriving on Terra.

This is the beginning of Qin Motera's trip.

Surprisingly, Ryan came too.

When the door of the transport plane docked at Macragge's Glory opened, Qin Mo saw people representing the high lords, including Ryan.

Ryan was obviously not arranged by the high lord. He was just anxious to tell his brother something, so he came here.

When passing by Qin Mo, Ryan didn't even look at him. He walked straight to Guilliman. After Guilliman gave Qin Mo a helpless look, he pulled Guilliman to the other side to discuss the matter.

"Praise the Lord of Tailong, praise the Three Hundred Worlds of Tailong!"

A man in blue stepped out, chanting like a true Tyrone.

However, the tone of the words he shouted seemed more like a joke than a true compliment.

"On behalf of the Star Language Hall, I would like to pay tribute to you as a distinguished guest." The man saluted Qin Mo, and then said: "It seems that your dimension engine is indeed very fast. Let's not say whether it is a heretical thing, at least it is fast. quick."

Under the gaze of other people representing the high lords, Qin Mo nodded as if he did not understand the words, and then asked: "The speed of the dimension engine should be the same, including the dimension engine that I personally sent to install for your master... …”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at the person representing the Star Language Hall.

"You Tyrones are really as humorous as the rumors say." The man smiled awkwardly and stuffed the token used to mobilize the dimensional engine ship deeper in his waist.

What followed was a series of pleasantries.

Get to know everyone.

Qin Mo asked these people to meet the imperial guards and say something nice about the situation.

Qin Mo had only one person he wanted to talk to in the lead-up to this innocuous welcome ceremony.

Chuck.

The descendant of Agrippina, the sage who ruled the world.

Former apprentice inquisitor.

Now Lord Inquisitor of the Inquisition.

The reason why Chuck is here is because he represents the Tribunal. Everyone in the Tribunal wants to recommend someone who has a good relationship with Tai Lung, so Chuck is naturally the best choice.

"Salute to you, Lord Tailong." Chuck saluted Qin Mo respectfully.

Unlike those Inquisitors who have been installed with smart chips to replace their original personalities and lurk in the Inquisition, the relationship between Chuck and the Tyrone Sector is obvious.

But instead of punishing Chuck, the Inquisition even made him a Lord Inquisitor.

The reason is that Chuck is the only Inquisitor who will not die in the Tyrone Sector.

The Tyrone Sector will allow Chuck to exchange information about the Inquisition for some innocuous Tyrone Sector intelligence.

Even if what Chuck said was basically useless, the information he obtained could at least be recorded, because it was information that had been verified and allowed to be disseminated in the Tyrone sector.

The only source of information, this is not the reason why Chuck can become the Lord Inquisitor.

He can serve as a messenger and a bridge of communication in extremely urgent moments. This is his greatest reliance as a Lord Inquisitor.

"Is Sage Vic okay now?" Qin Mo asked, "I haven't seen him for almost a year after the Tailong Defense War."

"You should ask him yourself." Chuck looked helpless and shrugged, "Although he is in Terra, he doesn't want to see me. I don't even know what his situation is."

Qin Mo nodded and didn't say much about Vic. He just patted Chuck on the shoulder and whispered to him: "I will go to the trial court and you will be my guide."

"snort……"

Hearing this, Chuck snorted and almost cried.

"my pleasure."