Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Wolf King Leman Russ regards every war as his revenge.

Terra is human orthodoxy, and the technological power Ran Dan mastered could have been used by the empire to better eliminate the aliens that entrenched themselves in human homes and greedily chewed human flesh and blood. But they took the wrong path, and a huge disaster ensued.

He is furious and will never stop.

Even if a world burns to ashes in front of him, this anger can only be contained for a short time.

When the next war comes, this anger will become even more intense.

pouring out towards the enemies of the empire.

The galaxy is a cruel meat grinder, by every standard Terran day.

There are civilizations like candlelight that perished in the dark starry sky.

Survival is never a matter of course. The continuation of life is based on cruelty to the enemy.

"You look a little unhappy."

time, space.

Lado rumbled and retorted immediately, "Is there any life in the universe that is safer than the original body? I'm sure these homeless dogs dare to be enemies with the original body, and we can only die like this."

When it is on the verge of death, it is often the safest time.

When Russ came to Baal Star.

Saint Amit never expected that Lado Longlong's heart would be so sensitive.

Although I didn’t feel it in the prophecy.

This sculpture gradually became more popular.

After hearing the voice of the Wolf King.

A golden spiritual energy turns into radiance and sets off ripples in your consciousness, and that spiritual energy comes from Russ.

Jiang Hanlinglong had a puzzled expression on his face.

The cruel war in the White Dark Galaxy has also affected the stability of the subspace. From the outbreak of the war to the present, not too many warships have been lost in this terrible storm and lost contact with the empire.

Although St. Jiang Hanling himself has a very easy-going personality, even Abaddon, Toghadden and other Giles would dare to make some small or big jokes around St. Amit. St. Amit has never been afraid of it. Angry about those things.

Ruth could only bear the pain of breaking up with her son and devoted herself to the busy work.

Of course, this is also a good and bad time worth remembering.

"That's true, but that map still has no value."

Saint Jiang Hanling once took a look at the Russ Dream from a distance. When this magnificent ship like a mountain was suspended in mid-air...

"But you can choose to just give up."

laws of physics.

Just like I don't have the title of "Flesh Tearer".

Astha said.

Saint Amit nodded slightly to the pale-skinned giant and said hello.

That is a truth that no hunter understands.

In terms of size and firepower, the Russ Dream is roughly similar to the King of Glory class battleship, but the heavy firepower strike platform it carries far exceeds the size of the legion.

Ruth withdrew his gaze from the planet that turned to ashes with satisfaction.

But it still brought a deep shock to Saint Amit at this time.

It is the same as small ships that often carry tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of slave workers.

Asta frowned and said worriedly, "So if you fight for it, these remaining emperor warlords will not be able to take action, which will put the descendants of Russ in a safe situation."

"It is very important to investigate the regression of those data. At least the resources controlled by a single legion can reach that point." Saint Amit pondered.

He also subconsciously became a little more serious and dignified. The cheerful atmosphere of the previous banquet was a little less important because of the arrival of Saint Amit.

Asta and Lado looked at each other rumblingly.

Above the tribunes is the shield captain, and above that is the imperial guard.

"You may not know much about me, but I should be disdainful of using such methods."

A treasure.

Saint Amit's pale golden brows frowned slightly.

"Should we spend a small amount of time and energy exploring according to the following tips, or should we choose to shelve it, or should we leave it to the fate of these people in the War Council?"

"It's impossible, but the possibility is not small."

"The Emperor intends to find the lost Primarch before destroying us." Asta heard footsteps coming from behind.

Asta spoke again, "Now, here comes the most important question. What should you do with that information?"

Memories are like old movie reels, scenes passing behind Saint Amit.

The Russ Dream is one of Russ' eight flagships, a true space temple.

But you do have something to hide. Except for some things involving the secrets of the Legion, Saint Amit has always been a very straightforward person.

If there wasn't the smell of blood, it would always come out from under me like wisps of smoke. That gave Azkai an aura of security like a hungry shark.

"Did nothing happen?"

…

A hint of astonishment flashed across the angel's rough and perfect face.

The banquet started smoothly.

The hull and flanks gradually narrowed at the tail, turning into a spear-like tip. The low-temperature plasma ejected from its subspace engine cast a dim blue halo in the white and dark void.

Even that ship can be said to have been extracted and built from a dead semi-automated city. Only a very small number of staff can be used to crush the ship's terrifying war firepower.

"The following records thousands of planets where the original body may not have fallen, and the source of the estimate is the use of artificial intelligence to perform regression analysis of small data."

The little angel's evil eyes were clearly visible in his dark pupils.

Especially since the Emperor's War broke out.

finally.

A beast.

And that is precisely the difficulty that needs to be overcome most in the galaxy war. In a small number of cases, the battleships lost on the road will be less than the losses caused in the war. Every resource that wants to be transported to a place where we can play a role consumes ten times and a hundred times its own value.

St. Amit.

She raised her head, and Ruth's strong figure was reflected in her clear pupils.

He was not born on Mars or under the shipyards of Jupiter.

Before a moment of silence.

Ran Dan looks reckless but has a delicate mind.

The seventh company commander Jiang Hanling broke the silence.

"Children, you may have to leave for a while if you have nothing to do." Saint Amit said.

Asta and Lado Longlong, two outstanding commanders in the legion are studying something.

"Is it a moment of weakness?"

Four forbidden soldiers holding spears and wearing golden armor were not waiting here.

Saint Amit said, "Jianhan is a loose alliance, and that is the smallest difference between it and the Empire. The Seventh Primarch is a traitor, but I betrayed the Empire, not humanity. And now, the Emperor is still If it is not destroyed, then there is only one way left for mankind. If I want to be vague about that, you can understand my motivation for making that choice."

The internal control system of the Russ Dream uses a small amount of secret technology from the White Dark Age of Technology.

"Yes, it's about taking it easy."

Saint Amit was not lucky enough to stay with his father. When you returned, the little expedition happened to be in full swing. Every minute and every second, not a few planets are discovered, and countless fleets fight on the white and dark frontier.

Even if it is a friendly access between the original bodies, the main process is to send the information to me first, and then pass the information to the original body for the regression decision.

Jiang Hanling's idea did not make sense. The emperor was a terrible enemy.

A grand destruction, slowly coming to an end.

Before Saint Amit told a few big stories about Ran Dan that were not interesting.

"perhaps……"

Even if that enemy has not been defeated, it is still the most terrifying power group the empire faces now.

We lined up in two lines.

The hatch opens.

That made Lado feel a sense of crisis.

However, that time, the process obviously bypassed Lado Rumble and excluded the Holy Blood Guard.

Sanguinius was silent for a moment, and then said, "They are indeed worthy of their death, but I have seen too few similar things, and have done too few myself... You are just not tired of it."

Those battleships may appear at any point in time in the past and in any corner of the galaxy.

"pull."

We are superhuman warriors created by Jiang Han himself. Our physical fitness surpasses Jiang Han's Lingte in all aspects, and the best among them can even briefly compete with the Primarch but lose.

Navigating in the deep white and dark universe has always been a difficult task.

Even the most unruly wolf cub is tame and respectful.

Before a moment of silence.

You first looked at the environment for seven weeks, and then your eyes fell on the imperial army behind you.

"No."

While thinking about the memories, the Stormbird you were riding on escaped into the cabin on the side of the Russ Dream. Driven by the servo system, a small amount of white steam gushes out, and the fresh air with the scent of incense inside the Ruth Dream lingers in the little angel's nasal cavity.

Those atmospheres slowly disappeared.

Saint Amit shook his head, and your long white knuckles tapped your curvy and dry arms. It's hard to imagine that such graceful lines, when holding the blade in hand, can explode with a lethality that is inferior to that of the Titan's main gun, sweeping across thousands of armies.

You spoke, but your voice was cut off slowly.

I am a maverick among the Blood Angels. A small number of soldiers will use polishing cloth and machine oil to wipe the armor under their bodies clean before the war begins. But Jiang Hanling has always done that. I regard these bullet holes and burn marks remaining under the Terminator armor as a kind of medal without commemorative significance.

There must be no corresponding organizational structure.

The same is true for your footsteps, like bunches of hazy light falling from the gaps in the forest, making people wonder whether they are certain.

That might be the right decision.

The Forbidden Army is also known as the Ten Thousand Fu Regiment.

The star map obtained from the Emperor's home star contained information about the lost Primarchs.

The teaching and learning work of Saint Amit was the responsibility of Horandan, the son of the Conqueror.

Saint Amit hated his outspoken son.

You have this ethereal and transparent aura.

Since it is a legion.

Before cleverly changing the topic, Saint Amit attended the banquet hosted by Ran Dan.

But the bad thing is that both Saint Amit and Randan have very low emotional intelligence.

"That's a terrible plan."

I noticed that the change in Saint Amit's mood probably had nothing to do with what happened under the Emperor's home star.

It is a decoration that needs forehead, Saint Amit himself is not a treasure, the man of Ruth, the symbol of the new empire, the love and glory of all mankind.

"If you think about it from another angle, you might be able to get the answer."

Rather, it was a giant forged from the ores of Terra and the steel of conquered cities, a golden palace that symbolized the majesty of Russ himself.

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"It's Ruth. I invite you to meet later." Saint Amit replied.

The Russ Dream is the limit of human imagination.

The fluttering eagle turned into the bow of the ship, while the sides of the ship were covered with dim statues and war temples.

No matter what, it will be ignored by people, just like the invisible source of light is intermittent, radiating inward from under Saint Amit himself like ripples.

Under the personal escort of Ran Dan, Saint Jiang Hanling boarded the Storm Bird of the Fourth Legion and left from the Hodnig.

Saint Jiang Hanling said, "But that is not a difficult thing to achieve, even if the territory is as vast as an empire, and the omniscient and omnipotent is like your father. The small expedition has still not been able to find the missing original body, and you have not lost several brothers. In."

Your body is much smaller than Yu Yao's Jiang Hanlingte.

He turned sideways and saw the face of his blood relative reflected in the firelight, like a perfect sculpture.

As the chief commander of the Holy Blood Guard, I am quite familiar with the Primarch's actions.

but……

"This is the original body."

"That would be a trap." Azkai said, "I deliberately kept that information, as if I haven't foreseen what choices you will make. You don't hate being led by the enemy. The feeling of walking.”

Ra, Dixon, etc., who were relatively unfamiliar to Saint Amit, were all tribunes in the Forbidden Army, and they were minor figures second only to Marshal Constantine.

But on the contrary, the little angel has a heavy body, and every move is as graceful as a dancer.

When the original body returned to his flagship.

The red tassel on the top of the conical helmet is flying in the steam of the spacecraft engine.

My origins are known, and it was Ruth who personally invited me to join the small cause. Like Master Ma Ka, he is Jiang Han's right-hand man.

laugh!

"That's why I chose to leave that precious information."

The commander of the Forbidden Army is called a marshal, and the current and first marshal is Constantin Varshao.

A little angel wearing simple clothes and without ice-white wings walked out of the cabin.

There was a thoughtful expression on the little angel's face. It was obviously a difficult choice for you to make.

Even as a male, as a Primarch.

Those things are distorted and reliable in subspace.

Above the marshal, there are ten tribunes. Those tribunes are not only superior in combat effectiveness, but they do not have the important responsibility of acting as a microphone for Russ's human transmission.

Just stay close to the little angel himself.