Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

"In the eyes of some senior members of the War Council, such behavior is tantamount to depravity."

Horus continued, "So they no longer exist as legions, but are split into different expedition fleets. And as time goes by, the existence of these warriors themselves is being deliberately forgotten. ”

"That sounds bad."

Sanguinius sighed softly, the expression on his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

After returning to the empire.

She was now in a rather awkward position.

First, her legions were dispersed and are now being reassembled across the galaxy.

Then there is the flagship of the Ninth Legion, which is also in the unfinished stage. It is undergoing final splicing in the foundry of Jupiter. It is estimated that it will take several years to be put on the battlefield.

According to the Emperor's will.

During this time, she needed to be with Horus.

Learn the art of war and combat, the truths of the Empire, the politics of running a legion, and more.

Where necessary.

She also needs to be mobilized by Horus to fight in the war.

For Horus, the status of the Primarchs should be equal. Now I am playing the role of a teacher, which is undoubtedly a difficult and somewhat transgressive thing.

He had seriously considered how he should behave with his sister.

But actually--

Things were much easier than he imagined.

When with Sanguinius, Horus only needed to relax and show his true character to receive appropriate praise.

He felt sincerely happy in this mode of getting along with each other.

At the end of this corridor.

It was a room sealed off by a thick iron door.

This is Horus's private conference room, which is slowly opening to both sides under the control of the servitor.

Light, mist, and the smell of precious leather came from the crack of the open door.

Two uninvited guests in the eyes of Horus were standing here. Their tall and burly bodies were like iron towers, not much worse than the Emperor's heirs.

——Forbidden Army!

"You damn guys!"

Horus asked angrily, "Who will tell me why you are in my private chamber."

"We come on the Emperor's orders."

A forbidden soldier on the left spoke in a deep voice, with no emotion on his iron face.

"My lord." A guard on the right had a slight apology on his face and nodded slightly, "The purpose of our trip is not you, but the Emperor's daughter Sanguinius."

"It was Captain Abaddon who brought us here to wait."

The Imperial Guard thought for a moment and then added.

"What a rebellion!" Horus muttered, pacing back and forth in the hall, "This brat is getting bolder and bolder. I must kick his ass hard and teach him a profound lesson! "

"Why do you come to me? Are you here to convey the emperor's orders?"

Sanguinius asked thoughtfully.

"That's not the case. You have just returned to the empire and you have a lot to learn. You don't need to worry about those troublesome things." The friendlier Imperial Guards said, "The purpose of our trip is to give you a gift. The Emperor himself will give you a gift." Armor and weapons you forged.”

"Um?"

Horus' head came closer.

He hummed, "This is a rare thing. My father is not only the most powerful warrior in all mankind, but also the most powerful craftsman and scientist. Every weapon he forges has unimaginable power." ”

"I will not let the reputation of these weapons be buried."

Anyway.

It's always nice to get good weapons, Sanguinius said with a hint of joy in his voice.

——

There were two gifts in total prepared by the Emperor himself for his daughter.

One is the armor called "Reglia Respledent". Because it is tailor-made, this armor not only ensures considerable defensive power, but also allows Sanguinius to freely stretch his wings. Charge and gallop on the battlefield.

The second is a huge two-handed sword called "Blade Encarmine".

Like its owner, this power sword is gorgeous and noble.

The hilt of the sword is engraved with the image of Sanguinius as the hooded Blood Angel, and beneath the image of the angel is the mark of purity engraved by the Emperor himself.

Under the clothes of a servitor.

Armor forged from brass and gold draped the angel's body.

Brilliant, majestic and daunting.

Each piece of metal on it was cut and beaten into heavy thin slices, and a disc carved from Megladari rubies was set on a base of golden flames, symbolizing the blazing heat of the Blood Angels displayed by the original body. soul.

Huge ice-white wings cover the powerful shoulders, and their curves are like the long feathers of an eagle.

"You are so beautiful that it is impossible to look directly at it." Horus praised sincerely.

The two Imperial Guardsmen completed the mission assigned by the Emperor.

He left early.

Only Sanguinius and Horus were left alone in this private meeting room. Horus could see the excitement shining in the angel's eyes.

This is normal.

A powerful warrior, after getting the weapon he dreamed of.

I always want to step onto the battlefield eagerly and try the edge of the sword.

Horus decided to fulfill the angel's expectations.

"Want to discuss it?" He proactively suggested, "Not long ago, I unearthed something incredible from a lost planet.

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A tactical simulator called the 'Contemplator'.

To put it simply, this thing can restore more than 90% of the real battlefield.

We can fight each other in complex environments without worrying about hurting each other if we strike too hard. "

"Is this item really as magical as you describe?"

"Of course, how could I lie to you."

Horus led the angel towards the direction of the martial arts training ground, and spoke as he walked:

"During the long turbulent years, many precious technologies were lost. But now, with the efforts of countless people, these lost technologies are shining again and are being used by us. Every piece of technology has incredible and strange effects. "

………………

Arrive at the training ground of the Spirit of Vengeance.

This is a vast facility, and there are many Astartes warriors training in full swing in the ring.

Or they could catch and fight each other, or they could practice close combat skills with training puppets.

Moreover, it is not just the warriors of Silver Moon Wolf.

Astartes warriors from other legions are not uncommon——

Warhounds, Star Hunters, Dusk Raiders, Raven Guards (Lycaeus, I don’t know how to translate), all kinds of legion symbols can be seen here.

Sanguinius also saw Garnet, the fourteenth captain of the Ghost Legion in the corner.

He was fighting with his own company's champion with his bare hands.

Every punch and kick of the two men hit the vital points without mercy. It didn't look like they were sparring, but like enemies fighting each other on the battlefield, with blood gurgling along the damaged wounds.