Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"Stayed a long time."

"But that's not important. What's important is that I think sometimes..."

"I mean sometimes, not all of the time...sometimes I think he's right and it's hard for me to argue with him."

Under Azrael's disbelieving gaze, Lion spoke highly of Guilliman.

"You probably don't know that there was once a damn bald man who said: Primarch No. 13 is just your pale shadow..."

"Is it Horus?"

When Ryan mentioned that damn bald head, Azrael asked curiously.

Then Azrael realized that he didn't need to ask this question at all, it was just his habitual inquiry.

If someone else brought up the bald man who shouldn't be mentioned at this time, the rebellious heir who was concealed by the state religion and the history of the empire, then Azrael wouldn't mind helping the empire keep a secret.

But since the one who spoke was the original body, it didn't matter.

"No, not all bald bastards are called Horus." Ryan shook his head, "Those bastards are called Alpharius, you should know."

Azrael nodded with a complicated expression.

"Anyway, that guy said Guilliman is my pale shadow. I used to think so, but now I don't think so."

"Like I once thought he was a careerist."

"He is serving the Empire, humanity, and the Emperor, whether it is ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years from now."

When Lion said this, Azrael pretended that he listened and agreed, but he actually didn't care what Guilliman was up to.

Their father was as insignificant to the Dark Angels as the Ultramarines.

Azrael then told the Lion King about the Dark Angels: "We are also sacrificing ourselves. No matter before or after 10,000 years ago, we fought for the empire for 10,000 years. We worked diligently, and we tried our best to maintain the Legion at the highest level. How you looked when you left.”

"We protect the glorious past of the Legion, we protect your reputation and glory, and we do it at all costs."

"We may not hunt down the fallen angels, but we cannot sit back and let them spread those secrets and let you and the Legion be despised by others."

The topic was brought back to fallen angels.

"This is the most bullshit place." Ryan turned around and sat on a platform of a spare engine. "We are all doing what we think is right, and then we kill each other because of it, basically... I think we lack communication and communication, They also lack the ability to identify problems and solve them in advance.”

"Do you understand what I'm saying? I mean, maybe war isn't the only thing we need to understand."

Azrael nodded.

Then Ezekiel, who had been silent all the time, sent a soul question to the father of genes: "What you said makes sense. As long as it is what you say, it makes sense, but the problem is how should we apply your principles to solve the problem."

Ryan was asked.

If you think about it carefully, some things really cannot be solved through communication.

After pondering for a moment, Ryan sighed, stood up and ordered: "First of all, pardon all fallen angels like Zabriel, fallen angels who are loyal to humans. If they are willing to return, then they will become my Lion Guards."

Azrael was silent for two seconds and nodded.

"Then, the Primaris Space Marines will join the Chapter, and I will disperse them to each battle squad. No, set up five additional companies first, and then disperse them to the squads to let them receive veteran re-education."

Azrael nodded again.

Ryan had tried his best to understand people's hearts, but he still couldn't see Azrael's mentality, because this guy's reaction was beyond his expectation from beginning to end.

…

"That's Ryan's decision."

"I can guess that he didn't lie on the communication channel."

On Holy Terra, in the residence arranged by the high lords, Qin Mo and Guilliman soaked in the bath.

This bath is a hundred times better than the one on the Macragge's Glory, not in terms of comfort, but in terms of luxury.

The only drawback is that there is no Talon TV. Guilliman cannot take a bath with Qin Mo and watch TV at the same time, complaining about various TV programs in the star region.

"This is just the beginning." Qin Mo said after pondering, "Ryan actually realized what his biggest shortcoming was. He was not eager to make drastic changes immediately, but planned to observe it first. Obviously, those Primaris Space Marines are His eyes."

Guilliman nodded, he thought so too.

The two of them immediately thought that Azrael and the Dark Angels' top brass might think so too.

Although Lion believed in the Primaris more than the old Dark Angels, this was precisely his best choice.

The intertwined factions of the Dark Angels when they were still the First Legion probably made Ryan remember it until now, and the subsequent series of problems caused by this problem also made him remember the lesson.

Ten thousand years have passed, and it is hard to say how many people in the Chapter have met the original body. Therefore, even if the Dark Angels now assume that they are 100% loyal, it is difficult for Ryan to completely trust them.

The Primaris Space Marines don't have those complicated factions.

A group of warriors who are very happy that they can be successfully accepted by the Father of Genes and want to show off in front of the Father of Genes. Needless to say, they are loyal.

As for what Ryan does after finding out the details of the Dark Angel, that is all his business.

"Ryan's only shortcoming is that he doesn't understand people's hearts." Guilliman sighed with emotion.

In Qin Mo's eyes, Ryan has three shortcomings.

Don't care about people's hearts.

Don't care about people's hearts.

Still don't care about people's hearts.

The most wrong decision the Lion King made because of his ignorance of people's hearts was to arrange for Luther to stay with Caliban, and even gave him great power.

The consequences of this decision are needless to say. The suffering of the Fallen Angels and the demonic confusion of the Dark Angels are largely due to the bastard Luther.

As for Ryan, it is difficult for Qin Mo to evaluate him.

He is sometimes civilized and sometimes barbaric.

Sometimes he is extremely smart, sometimes he makes people laugh or cry.

Sometimes it turns the tide, sometimes it adds chaos to an already dire situation.

During the early days of the Horus Heresy, Lane learned of the Horus Heresy.

The Lion King was keenly aware that no matter how much Horus advanced, it was of little significance. As long as he did not fight to the Palace of Terra, he would never be able to achieve his goal.

So what was most helpful to Horus?

Siege weapons.

Ryan intercepted some super-heavy artillery that might have fallen into the hands of Horus, such as seismic cannons, volcano cannons, and general cannons.

Then Perturabo, who was about to kill the loyalists to help Horus attack the palace, the original body known as the Lord of Steel, and Ryan accidentally met.

Ryan didn't notice anything wrong with Perturabo at all.

He gave Perturabo a general cannon, a weapon rarer than a Titan.

I will give you the general cannon, and you must support me when I appoint a new warmaster in the future.

Perturabo gladly accepted Ryan's gift and immediately went to the battlefield to slaughter the loyalists.

There is a saying:

The wise lion king knows loyalty from heaven and earth, and the ruffian boss cleverly seizes the general's cannon.

I stayed up late to write while staying in bed with him in the hospital, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to write during the day.