Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Morgan was not sure whether it was a suitable decision to let these war dogs become mortal enemies of the Eldar: after all, the fighting style of the Twelfth Legion was not actually suitable for fighting against those elegant aliens.

Although the Human Empire in the Great Crusade has no shortage of records of confrontation with the Eldar, and it is always the victorious side: for example, the two legions of the Emperor's Children and the Blood Angels, under the leadership of the original body, each A victory was achieved against the Ark Eldar, not to mention Morgan and her Dawnbreaker Legion, the natural Eldar killers.

Even in terms of quality alone, the Yemenga Monolith ambush that took place more than ten years ago can be said to be the most glorious victory the Empire has achieved in the war with the Eldar: the Dawnbreaker Legion defeated the enemy with more than three hundred people. The casualties killed thousands of Comorian dignitaries who had experienced the ancient Eldar Empire period. This huge casualty was enough to cause fundamental turbulence in the power structure of Comoros itself in [City of Sin].

After all, Morgan knew very well that the sinful souls she swallowed included the direct heirs, core members, and even the head of the family of hundreds of famous Comorian nobles: the power of these [True Sons] in Comoros The status is no less than that of the Imperial Guards.

It is a pity that this huge victory, like most of Morgan's achievements, has not been widely spread within the empire: in the eyes of ordinary mortals and even Astartes, the achievements that the Lord of Avalon can boast are somewhat ambiguous. Apart from the Far Eastern Frontier, there are only small things like the expedition to the Gothic Sector or the encirclement and suppression of the Predator Furnace.

But rumors are just rumors. In the real realm of reality, the Lord of Avalon is still the best at dealing with the Eldar in the entire human empire. She is not even the best at dealing with the Eldar. She knows very well that the fighting style of the War Dog Legion is not suitable for fighting against the Eldar. There were frequent confrontations, but she really had no better way.

Morgan is not omnipotent, and neither is her genetic father. Although the two of them have solved many problems caused by the Butcher's Nail in several months of hard work, when it comes to consumables, the Emperor He and his daughter could only compromise with reality once again.

Morgan is not even sure whether the Eldar who interfered with Angron's fate came from an Ark or from Commorragh in the Webway: the time fragments involved are mottled and complicated, and even the Midnight Ghost cannot see them. It must be clearly understood that for the sake of safety, Morgan could only hand over the name of the Eldar Ark that Conrad saw, together with Commorragh, to the indignant War Dog Legion.

At the same time, the Lord of Avalon also proposed to Kil, the acting commander of the Twelfth Legion, a plan that he could not refuse: the Twelfth Legion could send a military inspection team of any size to the The Dawnbreaker Legion learned from the experience of fighting against the Eldar: when the Lord of Avalon pulled out hundreds of Eldar skulls of various colors from her psychic rift, the Warhounds agreed to the proposal without hesitation. .

But as a veteran warrior who has come all the way from Holy Terra, Kil obviously will not be as naive as the juniors like Kahn or Dreger at the end of the team: when the latter have already begun to fight for the death of the father of genes, [Resurrection] When he felt lucky, the acting army commander's brows were still frowning.

He first glanced tentatively at the Lord of Humanity who stood behind Morgan, who had been silent all this time, and then respectfully asked the Lord of Avalon in front of him: Kil knew very well what Morgan had done for Angron. Everything, he also clearly remembered the scene where the [weak and bully] Lord of the Dawnbreakers pointed at three legions like an arm on Nuceria.

There are some things that only acting army commanders like Kiel can understand: Terran veteran warriors believe that even if they work hard for a lifetime in the position of army commander, they will never reach the level of Morgan's command on Nuceria. , that is a chasm-like gap.

Whether it is what she has done or her own strength, Morgan deserves to be treated with the most respect by Kiel: this respect and silent influence on the war dogs standing behind the acting army commander, more than ten seconds later , even Kahn's eyes humbly avoided Morgan's pupils.

It was only then that the acting army commander finally regained his composure, received tacit approval from the Lord of Humanity, and was ready to ask the necessary and somewhat blasphemous questions.

"I would like to ask something, my lord."

The war dog's voice was deep, and even after receiving Morgan's light consent, it was still as heavy as a lead weight.

"I want to know how long this maintenance system can run for?"

Kiel's words caused the beaming war dogs behind him to fall into silence for a moment: The Astartes warriors are after all supermen who have undergone all-round strengthening and transformation. Although they did not realize it at the beginning, After Kiel's request, all the Sons of Angron discovered this hidden danger.

Although the pain caused by the Butcher's Nail to Angron has been erased, it still lingers in the mind of the primarch. One day, it will completely destroy Angron's entire brain: this is much more serious than simple pain. , enough to disperse the joy of the war dogs.

Faced with this question, the Spider Queen did not answer immediately. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Kil's somewhat weathered face: These veterans who have experienced the Terra Unification War are indeed not easy to fool. They are always Capture the core of the problem.

Morgan couldn't help but think of a habit she had developed in the Dawnbreaker Legion: whenever she promulgated some policy that would affect ordinary Astartes warriors or mortal helpers, the Primarch would first 】And a few randomly selected battleships to experimentally promote it.

Then, her maid, or her pet [Warmaster], would entrust Morgan's consciousness, walking in the corridors of these battleships, listening to the opinions of the Lord of Avalon's heirs and mortals on the new policy. Discussion, especially the words of those Terran veterans who are hidden in the grassroots of the Legion.

These veterans can sometimes point out blind spots that even the Primarch has never considered, and even those mortal assistants who don't seem so smart will burst out when their own interests are at stake. A spark of wisdom that amazed the Primarch.

Occasionally, the Lord of Avalon will use this to discover potential talents. In the entire system of the Dawnbreaker Legion, there will always be some unknown little people who are suddenly promoted by the original body and shine in new positions: Although Everyone would regard this as the original body's sharp vision, and Morgan also acquiesced in this rumor and covered himself with a coat called [Bole].

Generally speaking, whether it is that the prime minister must rise from the state, the strong general must be sent to the army, or that the person who knows the government is in the grass, and the person who knows the leakage in the house is under the house, this is what the Lord of Avalon has long understood and has been implementing it. The truth: She has been adhering to these codes of conduct from the moment she established the Far Eastern Frontier, and she has never given up until she is now in a high position of power.

After all, Morgan understood that even if the policies she promulgated appeared to be beneficial to her descendants and the people on the surface, if she did not go deep into the grassroots and take a closer look at the actual needs of the grassroots and the consequences of the policy If she implements the consequences, sooner or later she will be separated from these most basic supporters and lose their support.

This is not something Morgan can accept: the Lord of Avalon just wants to make her rule appear mystical, and she does not want to really become a lone king in the tower.

Under Morgan's rule, compromise, cordiality and sincerity were the hard currency most of the time, and the current Primarch did not intend to violate this principle in front of the war dogs.

She didn't choose to lie.

【One hundred and fifty years. 】

Morgan said.

[Normally speaking, if there is no special loss, this system can run for one hundred and fifty years: I can guarantee that during these one hundred and fifty years, Angron's brain organs will not be fundamentally damaged. of damage. 】

The Lord of Avalon swore this sentence, and as for how the number one hundred and fifty years came from...

Morgan would not tell the war dogs what kind of mutual torture she and the Emperor had been involved in during the past five months, and the result of this father-daughter confrontation was: the precious daughter of the Lord of Mankind chose to give up his son. Faced with this huge threat, the Emperor once again had to dig into his golden age treasure house, and after several hardships, he turned over Corresponding technology has increased the bottom line of this maintenance system from about one hundred years to about one hundred and fifty years.

If we go any further, not even the emperor can make a complete guarantee.

As for why Morgan could see that this was the emperor's upper limit: because after the Lord of Avalon once again threatened to quit, the Lord of Humanity directly slapped Morgan on the operating table with a psychic slap.

Being so confident, it seems that her genetic father really has nothing to do.

Morgan was convinced.

But faced with her guarantee, the war dogs were obviously not satisfied: among the war dogs present there were many people who had been fighting for more than a hundred years. In front of these battle-hardened veterans, a life span of only 150 years was not enough for them. For the original body, it was too short-lived, too short-lived to accept.

"What happens after that?"

Keir then asked, and Morgan could only confess to him with some helplessness.

[After that, although this maintenance system can still operate, it cannot guarantee 100% stability. We may need to carry out a lot of repair work, but it will eventually break. 】

This time, all the war dogs frowned.

"What will happen if it breaks down? Is there no way to completely solve it?"

Kil's voice was hoarse, and facing the almost crowded features of this Terran veteran, even the Lord of Avalon couldn't think of a particularly good way to deal with it: because they really couldn't solve the depth of the Butcher's Nail.

But just when Morgan was thinking about how she should tell all this tactfully, she heard footsteps behind her: she saw that the genetic father of the original body had taken a step forward and came to Morgan's side, in front of the Emperor's sight. , all the war dogs straightened their bodies and bent slightly to express respect for the Lord of Humanity.

The Emperor spoke, his voice brooking no challenge.

+After that? +

His eyes looked at Keir.

+ Kiel, you are the first war dogs I created. You have already fought under my command on Holy Terra. Therefore, you should know some cruel facts: whether you are an Astartes warrior or an Primarch. +

+You were never immortal. +

The emperor only said these words and then retreated silently, but the shadows on the faces of the war dogs had turned into some kind of helpless relief, making Morgan quietly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart: Obviously, humans The Lord used a superb language technique to cover up the tragic fact that the Butcher's Nail will cause with the inevitable aging.

The war dogs may not be able to accept that their genetic father will eventually fall to his knees under the madness of the Butcher's Nails, but if the passage of years is determined by the Lord of Man himself, then it is a truth that has to be accepted in the world.

Everyone ages, even if he is a Primarch, right?

【……】

Morgan raised a brow, and she was once again convinced that her genetic father actually knew the art of language very well: the Emperor did not answer the war dogs' questions at all, but his meaning made the 12th Legion feel at ease. .

However, such assists from the emperor were rare after all, and Morgan still had to face Kiel's second problem alone: ​​the [special circumstances] in her previous words were captured by the acting legion commander.

In response, the Primarch just waved his hand nonchalantly and explained.

[Don’t worry, the special situation I am referring to is that the entire War Dog Legion and your Primarch are trapped in a place where consumables cannot be replenished. If all the saved consumables in your hands are used up, then the Butcher The nail will strike again, and it will double the impact on Angron's brain: However, considering the service life of these consumables and the logistics reserves of at least twice as long, the entire Twelfth Legion may be completely besieged for more than half of the time. Terra would only encounter this situation in a standard year. 】

As soon as these words came out, a confident smile appeared on Keir's face.

The entire Twelfth Legion was completely besieged for more than half a year? And the entire human empire has no response to this? If this situation really happened in the galaxy, then Angron's problem would be just an insignificant matter.

At this point, the worries from the war dogs were finally suppressed. Kil's eyes looked at Morgan with renewed respect. He politely asked the Lord of Avalon if there were any additional instructions that they should remember.

[Indeed, there is a point. 】

Morgan nodded, her eyes scanning over the faces of each war dog.

[Do you know why I asked the Emperor to name you people and come to the Emperor's Dream for this meeting? 】

Apparently, the Warhounds didn't know.

Morgan showed an unsurprising smile and saw her fingers gently drawing circles in the air. In a moment, three concentric circles appeared in front of the war dogs.

【I asked you. 】

The primarch raised his neck slightly.

[How do you plan to deal with the problem Angron faces, and the method we have prepared for him: For you, Kil, do you plan to announce this problem and the method to the entire Twelfth Legion? 】

The acting commander of the War Dog Legion only hesitated for a moment and then firmly shook his head.

Then, he figured out something: he bowed very seriously in the direction of the original body.

"Please enlighten me, Lord Morgan."

[I have thought of a way for you. 】

Morgan's fingers wrote a series of gorgeous letters in the middle of the concentric circles, and the war dogs could see the words clearly, only to hear Kahn at the end of the team read it out in a deep voice.

"Inner ring?"

[Yes, inner ring. 】

Morgan nodded.

[This is the solution I came up with just for you. 】

After saying that, the original body's finger touched the outermost circle of the concentric circles, the largest circle.

[Among the legion, the most ignorant and the most ignorant are naturally the lower-level soldiers and grassroots officers. These soldiers cannot always see the original body, and the information they can receive is quite little, so they It's very suitable for ignorant people: they don't need to know the existence of the Butcher's Nail, nor do they need to know what kind of cruel and efficient system is behind Angron's normal life. 】

"..."

Keir was silent for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"Indeed, all of us should keep this scene secret."

[Then, there are the mid-level officers. 】

The Lord of Avalon pointed his finger at the set of concentric circles in the middle.

[Officers who can be promoted to this level are all the backbone of the legion. They will definitely notice something because they can see the original body more, but as long as Angron can generally remain normal, then it will not Someone will delve into the details of this aspect: and those who can be promoted to this level are generally proven loyal warriors. As long as the overall situation of the legion is not turbulent, they will not cause trouble at will. 】

[But among these people, we must also choose those who can pass the test. After all, whether it is the capture of consumables or the daily maintenance of the stability maintenance system, it is not enough to rely on just a dozen of you. Ordinary soldiers may The arrest is regarded as a normal military operation, but the middle-level officers must be aware that something is wrong: then, the middle-level officers who perform these tasks must be trustworthy backbone members, and they will naturally become the inner ring. of reserve members. 】

"Then we are the inner ring?"

Keir asked.

【Yes. 】

Morgan nodded, and she once again glanced at all the war dogs present: from the mature and steady Kil, to Kahn and Dreger, who were still excited about what was happening in front of them.

[You are that group of people, you are the first inner circle of the War Dog Legion. You are the knowers of all these secrets and the protectors of all these secrets. You will bear the burden of the entire Legion moving forward with head high. You need Maintaining this secret carefully will require careful selection of your successors: I trust all of you to do this, for this is why the Emperor chose you. 】

[The fate of your comrades, your legion, and your genetic father is up to everyone here! 】

Morgan's voice was steady and full of ancient glory, but before the Primarch could say the last sentence, the war dogs' fanatical roars inspired by honor and mission had already flooded the entire exhibition hall. : Apparently, the Primarch's proposal was unanimously approved by all the top leaders of the War Dog Legion in an alternative way.

This comes as no surprise to Morgan.

After all, the inner ring is the best confidentiality measure chosen by Morgan for the War Dogs after careful consideration. Because the Twelfth Legion has only this one secret to protect, there is no need to worry about a bloated organization like the Dark Angels, and this secret is It is so noble and important, and there is no need to worry about the sense of honor and moral issues in the hearts of all inner circle members.

In this matter, the inner ring is undoubtedly the most appropriate answer.

Behind the smiling Primarch and the war dogs shouting fervently, the Lord of Mankind raised his eyebrows, making him glance at Conrad with a slightly surprised look, and Conrad said with no surprise. responded with a smile.

+What is this? +

In the resonance of his soul, the Emperor asked his heir with a wry smile.

In response to this, Midnight Ghost only slightly raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a moment, he gave his genetic father an answer.

"Well...this is probably..."

"..."

The real "Lord of the First Legion, promoting the excellent traditional culture of the First Legion?"