Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

The spine giant sword was wrapped in a drawing paper scabbard, and then it quickly shrank and fell into Nusgrin's hands.

He will use this as a pen to draw a vibrant picture for the planet Babar.

The very polite Son of Light Desire came to his father and looked at the sister he had been sensing from afar.

"Hello, I am Nusgrin, father's eldest son."

"Horus, the Primarch of the 16th Legion of the Human Empire, the first goddaughter of the Godfather."

The self-introduction of the wolf goddess made the painter fall into deep thought.

Wait, are you the Primarch?

This is the brainstorming time of the God of Art. He seemed to have...

It seems that what did the most outstanding son of the Dark God Gunara, Babar, do?

Nusgrin was silent for a moment and began to ask his father for help. After all, this was an immoral thing his father did.

"Sanguinius was destined to be alone from the beginning. He is very ambitious and has no intention in this regard.

Also, Nusgrin, I have to remind you that the archangel and I have no chance to meet in any timeline.

This may involve the future. I have made a contract related to him."

Lassite meant that Nusgrin should give up the fight for the archangel.

"No, what other evil gods have, my father must have too, it's like the first cup of milk tea in autumn."

Nusgrin thinks that abducting angels is a technical job and worth a challenge.

But during this period, Nusgrin consumed two tons of lollipops. If Sanguinius was not the original gene, he would have diabetes long ago.

If it were in Ancient Terra, wouldn't this archangel clear out the store every day?

"By the way, father, that Saint Lena..."

"You can do it yourself. I am a very open-minded father, but she is still a child. You have to wait for me for at least fourteen years.

Also, there is a girl named Mezulika who is obsessed with you. Are you a little promiscuous?

Also, don't think that you have to share much responsibility for me just because you become the god of art. There is nothing wrong with you.

You just need to help the Babar people to alleviate poverty. Rebuilding a planet and making the world prosperous again is also a manifestation of art."

Lassite didn't have too many requirements for this eldest son who hadn't seen him for too long. Just be yourself.

Nusgreen also knew that he couldn't argue with his father, so he didn't continue to struggle here.

"Then, how are you?"

The painter treated the forty-four disciples as family members.

Twenty-six years ago, they came to save him at all costs. In the past twenty-six years, they took good care of him, and they ate cake together.

"Alas..."

Lassite was quite melancholy.

"What's wrong?"

This was a common question from the painter, Loken and the wolf goddess.

"Not bad..."

Guang Yu wanted to say something but stopped.

He couldn't say that recently, the female disciples have been snatching the little evil god as a pillow to sleep at night.

The evil god's dignity has been completely lost.

After a brief meeting, the father and son separated again.

"Don't you need to go back to the Emperor's Dream?"

Raste asked.

"No, it should be sailing in the warp now. This time the distance is farther, and there is enough time."

No one would disturb Horus and Loken who were surfing the Internet. The Shadow Moon Wolves knew that this was the master looking for his own Primarch Loken and Captain Horus.

"No, you two don't have Poké Balls, how can you fight without Pokémon?"

Raste took out a handful of Poké Balls.

"What kind of weird things are in you?"

Horus didn't dare to take it.

"In this one, there is the pink clone of Tarasim.

This one is Little Vokhan..."

"Wait a minute, what is Little Vokhan?"

Loken still remembers the terrifying power of the Fire Dragon Mother.

That was the real god-ascending. If she, the so-called copycat Primarch, went up, she would be defeated instantly.

Using the Mother of Charmander as a Pokémon to trick Lorgar?

“No, no, no, it’s not Volkan, it’s Little Volkan, do you understand Charmander? I remember which version of the three starter Pokémon…”

Lassiter began to recall the past.

“But you must really want to use Charmander…”

The Primarch who fully understood the evil god’s evilness thought that it was impossible for Lassiter to give up the whole thing.

Maybe he has a crooked theory.

What Lorgar is a Primarch, and Volkan is also a Primarch, so why can’t Volkan be used to deal with Lorgar?

Isn’t Charmander good? He dares to say that I cheated, I will say it is the evolution of Charmander!

If the conditions did not allow it, the evil evil god could have captured the Emperor with a Poké Ball and thrown it up to give Lorgar a little “I am not a god” shock.

“Oh, let’s go.”

Lassiter opened the Ash Gate and slipped in with the Rocket team members, throwing the team uniforms as they went in.

Horus and Loken put on their clothes quickly, but after they put them on, they found that the evil god seemed to have nothing on.

"I'm the captain! I can be a little more independent..."

The evil god just wanted to see others die, what's wrong with him?

"Put it on me!"

Time and space domain, outside Phoenix City.

Another year of ups and downs, Luo Jia has obviously grown a lot.

Along the way, he defeated many powerful Pokémon and found something wrong.

It seems...

It seems that the bizarre experience on the first day he left Weibai Town did not happen again.

At that time, he thought this was the daily life of a Pokémon trainer.

When father and son reunited in the cave a year ago, he plausibly taught Matthew some Pokémon routines.

"Don't go to the river. There are always water ghosts in the river. They call themselves the Ax Gang Pokémon. They will chop you down if they pull you into the water. If I hadn't been hard-headed, father, you would have burned oyster shells for me."

He didn't talk about Luo Jia's grievances, he wanted to talk about what he had learned.

“Also, you must throw the Poké Ball quickly and accurately, otherwise you will be subdued by the crazy Pokémon and used to fight Kelps.

These are all fine, but the most annoying thing is a ghost-type Pokémon that is pink and looks like a skeleton from top to bottom.

What are you talking about, young brave man? As long as you defeat me, you can get my man!

What do I need a broken skull for? But if you don’t beat that guy, you won’t let me go. If you lose, you will marry me. If you win, you will marry me. What the hell is this?”

All in all, before meeting his father Matthew, Luojia was extremely aggrieved. According to the script of the evil lord, there are always pitfalls. He even threw a clone of Trazin loaded with the consciousness of other Necrons to mess with Luojia. .

And what should I say after meeting my father Matthew?

Today, the father and son also have to face the Pokémon robbers who are blocking the road.

Luojia, who was proficient in Pokémon language, bargained with the bandits.

But apparently the talks fell apart.

The three Pokémon used to grow various Pokémon tree fruits here. It is a delicious food that can enhance Pokémon's attributes. It is also one of the common currencies in the space-time realm.

As a result, every time they were planted and harvested, they were stolen by passing trainers, so they became angry and turned into bandits. With Garlic Bastard as the leader, they formed the Justice League to fight against the evil trainers.

Although Luojia repeatedly explained that he was not a fruit thief, they did not listen.

"Then there's nothing we can do! Put your dignity as a trainer on the line! Let's duel!"

Luojia took out the elf ball and was ready to throw it.

Three Pokémon were waiting on the opposite side.

The elf ball was thrown out, and a Matthew came out with a roar from inside!

"The decision is yours! Come on! My old father!"