Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 111 The Poison Blade of the Second Primarch (please order)

The Primarch of the Second Legion sat on the steps, holding his chin with the back of his hand, looking at the starry sky pattern representing Ran Dan in front of him, lost in thought. Crisp and rhythmic footsteps came from the darkness not far away, and a burly legionnaire wearing silver armor slowly walked towards him.

"My king!"

The silver-armored warrior spoke and bowed slightly to say hello.

After a period of silence, Chao Che withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly towards the visitor, with a smile on his face, "Zong Ru, how is the situation over there at Ran Dan."

"It's not a good situation."

Zong Ru took off his helmet, revealing a handsome face with long black hair.

His eyes are very special. If you look carefully, you can detect the flow of a lot of data in them, with extremely subtle and exquisite mechanical traces. "The empire is gathering its own troops, and we are also conducting general mobilization for war. The two war machines are operating at full strength. , the war sweeping across the galaxy is inevitable."

Chao Che fell into silence.

He still remembered when his adoptive father named him.

Tell yourself the meaning of this name on the ancient observatory, which means the first light piercing the darkness. He hoped that he could lead Ran Dan out of the turmoil of the old night and return to that bright era. But unfortunately, when the long night ended, two suns appeared in the sky.

There is no way for the empire and its heirs to reconcile today. At first, the only way to determine the future direction of mankind is through a cruel, life-and-death war.

Since ancient times.

Saint Asta comes to the duel.

"Luo Zhongqiansi..., Gillessi has a very bad character, but he is a complete fool." Chaoche said, "I have studied the subspace too deeply, even without the superpowers brought by the double pupils. , you can also feel the sense of superiority that I want to prove that I am the only one with seven, but that sense of superiority will eventually harm me. The Eldar have not studied the subspace for tens of millions of years, but they are familiar with it. The power of Luo Zhongqiansi is still silent, even Labo dares to enter the field, how can I, Luo Zhongqiansi, dare to conduct in-depth research on regression. "

Clay still chose to join the Legion of Little Angels, and has not yet received formal military training under the guidance of Magnu.

It was one of the few weapons forged in Prospero by the Primarch of the Seventeenth Legion, Gillesth, in his early years, and incorporated ancient psionic technology. The two sections of the long stick are only equipped with standard disintegration force fields, and can also draw power from the subspace and release it in the form of a torrent of arcane energy. Its power is even weaker than that of a plasma pistol.

It was an empty field without a statue of a giant cherub.

Chaoche said, "But you are also safe. There is no bravery or terrifying anger that is completely consistent with your appearance."

"yes."

When the disaster is about to happen.

"It's Awaiman's farewell gift to you."

Chaoche said, and I repeated it, emphasizing my tone, "You are their king, you will always betray them, and you will fight for your heirs."

Chaoche felt more and more disappointed with that empire.

The Old Night was a horrific disaster that swept across the entire human civilization. But Ran Dan survived this disaster tenaciously. Thanks to the protection of the golden tree, the delay in casting the broken steel Great Wall, and the prophecies of the Eldar prophets.

Luo Zhong lifted the blockade on the entire territory and dispatched fleets to prepare for the retrograde reconstruction of these planets that were swallowed up by the disaster. Fewer and fewer planets joined the alliance of the descendants. Everything is developing in an enlightened and bad direction.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

Magnu was not squaring off with some other Blood Angel.

But human beings themselves——

Clay is a contactable person, and he is also an extremely common type among contactable people.

"Yes, war is not avoidable yet." Chaoche sighed heavily.

Zong Ru asked, "These people in the Presbyterian Council want you to go back early to stabilize the military morale."

The warship sailed in the cosmic sky, completely relying on the command of auspicious instruments and tactical sensors.

"That's really a cruel plan." Zong Ru said.

Many of Dawn Star's spirits and desires were castrated during the transformation surgery, but our superhuman spirit will also be reflected in other aspects. For example, the pursuit of honor, the desire for destruction and bloodthirsty, the love for new equipment and so on.

The King of Glory class battleship was obviously a whole circle smaller than the Fourth Legion's Red Tears, and was loaded with a dense array of macro cannons and light spears. The battleship was built in the docks of Olympia, and many of its details were finalized by the primarch Peturandan himself.

"It's time to take it easy."

Sheng Luo Zhongqian stretched out his wings and felt as if the ends of his wings had touched something. You snorted heavily. Turning around and looking around, I realized that Kano was holding a thick book that was small even for Luo Zhongqiante, and was chewing on the knowledge outside with a frown on his face.

Did you really think that such a barren land as Luo Zhongqian could be so rich and lifeless? That made Saint Asta feel a little unhappy. I even considered taking the fleet back to my hometown to have a look and give myself a big vacation.

But that big idea just passed by for a moment, and then you gave up.

Chaos and aliens have always been the best at dealing with humans.

The atmosphere became dull, and Zong Ru could feel the power contained in Chao Che's voice. I wanted my king to be tortured by such emotions, so I changed the topic to a more nervous topic, "Have you met these brothers? How do you feel? Did you hear that the original body of the Fourth Legion is Labo? The only man who is loved by many people."

Kano raised his head and said bitterly, "The following records some spells for using psychic powers, such as psychic shields, molecular reshaping, thinking impact, etc. Although they are all very common methods, you can learn them Still feel a bit tired.”

Chao Chere smiled and said, "You know I have never thought that the truly capable person is not my Xitan, but my general."

"Ba Wei'er's work is finally completed."

The appearance and appearance of Red Tears are both beautiful and practical.

The long stick in Magnu's hand also has no origin.

A small number of Blood Angels were busy with the evacuation work, and the duel field that used to be cold and quiet now seemed a little less lively. Unexpectedly, Saint Asta saw his Sitan Magnu outside the duel field. Magnu wears a Seiko power rack called "Angel's Glory".

Saint Luo Zhongqian invites you to join the Fourth Legion and contribute part of Labo's small expedition.

Baobab is too far away from Gnus, and subspace navigation is full of certainties. There is no need to take that risk.

A ruler who is elusive and whose purpose is a mystery is just brothers who were born for war and destruction, not soldiers and scholars who are dominated by coldness rather than rational thinking. The entire empire's attitude towards artificial intelligence and aliens made Chaoche even more worried.

Actually.

"And now, this deadly poisonous arrow is not yet in your hands."

Magnu obviously loves the two pieces of equipment he just acquired.

It seems that you, like Magnu, were not born to fight.

Saint Asta discovered that his son seemed to have the IQ of someone else, and your big worries were immediately forgotten.

Sheng Luo Zhongqian was not yet firm at first, fearing that Kano would study the subspace too deeply and lead astray.

"snort!"

The deeper the understanding.

"You are indeed bad, but you don't have a fatal strong point." Chaoche was silent for a while, and then said, "Maybe it's because of some kind of genetic flaw, or your nature is so big, you don't care about your status. You don't have a morbid preference, and that's your Achilles' heel."

On a remote planet named Shana by the Milky Way, the descendants' fleet met the angels of the First Legion. They were supposed to be two human camps with no common goal, but they retreated into war because they had the same beliefs and paths.

Giles gave you a copy of his tome, and Peturandan gave you a miniature model of the Talakron Little Theater. In return, Saint Asta gave some of the first batch of bad wine produced by Gnus to his brothers.

After some consideration.

Only the original body and those without psychic potential can vaguely notice Clay. In addition, Clay is born with no strength and reaction speed beyond ordinary people. The combination of the two makes Clay more threatening. .

"Is that what you brought back from Bawei?"

………………

From Luo Zhong, Ma Kashao, his brothers, to the lowest level soldiers, workers and even the slaves without citizenship under the battleship.

"That's wrong." Chaoche said, "The emperor cannot control people's thoughts. Even the Dawn Star Special can't resist the invasion of that kind of power, and will be manipulated like this by me as a puppet. Are you thinking, when my Luo is on the battlefield? When the enemy swings a blade at you, can you make up your mind to destroy the one you cherish with your own hands?"

"yes!"

A scroll appeared in Chaoche's hand, and a terrifying existence named the Emperor was sealed in the scroll.

But looking at Kano's muddy and stupid look.

The shadow cast by my burly body shrouded the entire star map of the descendants, "You don't have time yet, you plan to meet the No. 1 Primarch. The First Legion is the weakest overall strength among the seventy legions. , even under Horus’s Lunar Wolf, and as the youngest of all the primarchs, that guy is probably not ordinary.”

Saint Asta is also interested in continuing to stand outside and watch. You think about it for a while and plan to go to the competition ground. Saint Asta does not have the same amount of love for each of his children, but for some big ones who cause a lot of trouble, you also have to invest less energy in taking care of us.

Have you ever wondered how to deal with that blood relative...

"You are indeed very wrong. You don't have an ethereal and transparent temperament."

At the end of that low-speed highway is the Iron Blood, the mothership of the Iron Warriors.

The little angel stood under the command deck on the top floor of the Red Tears, looking at the long fleet of ships lined up in the starry sky through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows behind her. Thousands of various aircraft carrying Palestinian refugees were rushing backwards like a crowded highway.

At parting time.

"Speaking of which, Gilles also gave you a similar book. You can show it to him later."

I am the eighth Primarch to return to the Imperium, before the Wolf King Leman Russ and after Ferrus, the Primarch of the Iron Hands. Although he did not participate in the small expedition in depth, Chaoche spent those decades getting to know the new empire deeply.

"What are you reading?" Saint Asta asked in surprise, "You always thought that he was interested in knowledge."

The white armor was a thank-you gift given to Magnu by Peturandan, the primarch of the Seventh Legion.

As a bolt of psychic lightning pierced the white darkness.

"In this way, the only noteworthy one among your eight brothers is the primarch of the Fourth Legion, Saint Asta?" Zongru said, before falling into silence. I didn't say the remaining words because it wasn't too cruel to Chao Che.

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War is inevitable.

Seeing that Ba Wei'er's evacuation has not yet retreated to the forefront.

But that situation didn't last long.

Behind me was an older human male wearing tight white training clothes. That man is Clay. You met Cano when you were on the way to Bawei, and you were taken to Saint Asta before.

Our industrial and technological systems survived the disaster in tatters.

Just as I expected.

That's unusual.

Saint Luo Zhongqian tasted some of it later and found that the quality of that batch of wine was pretty bad.

Chao Che shook his head and suddenly stood up from the steps.

The huge shoulder armor of traditional power armor has been removed, and the overall structure of the armor has been streamlined, but its defensive power has not been sacrificed. On the contrary, because part of the flame crystal was incorporated in the casting process, the defensive power of "Angel's Glory" is even much weaker than a small number of Mark 7 and Mark 8 type power armor.

"As for Peturandan, Peturandan is a genius in the eyes of ordinary people."

The reason why adults and even a small number of Dawn Stars are aware of Clay's existence is.

"Where are your other two brothers?"

Chaoche retracted the scroll that sealed the emperor, "But you are not the enemy anymore. Any mercy for the enemy will be cruel to yourself. In order to fail and for Luo Zhong, you have to give up something."

"But it was the same time..."

Chaoche said, "But that's only in the eyes of ordinary people. Outside the original body, I am just an outstanding and capable person with good qualities. You heard that at the beginning of the first war before returning to the Legion, I ordered myself The Sitan eleven kills."

"You are planning to meet me." Chao Che said with a smile, "I hope I am going to disappoint you."

"You have no hope yet." Zong Ru said with a smile, "You have never won."

"King, will you abandon you?" Zong Ru spoke again, with worry on his face.

Blood of Steel is a starry sky fortress armed to the teeth, in order to upgrade the defense of the battleship to the strictest level. Peturo even went so crazy as to cancel all the portholes under the battleship, even under the bridge.