Warhammer: Start with a dog

"In fact, the name of the ship we are traveling on is also very interesting. Considering that her captain is a respectable lady with an interesting name, it is even more heartwarming."

Perturabo jumped off his brother's shoulders and took a leisurely walk and sniff on the bridge of the Dominion Dinghe, while the captain, Captain Mortrett, who had become one with the light cruiser, looked a little strange. Ordinary nervousness - even the lion's good sense was completely uncertain whether the brave and determined officer was worried that the dog would do something with a persistent indecent smell outside her immobile amniotic fluid chamber.

"Really, Kaidomo, I don't consider the mysterious metaphors and religious codes and symbols of these details. I only consider how to achieve victory and the destruction of our enemies."

"Hmm, although most of the changes are starting to appear in a good direction, it still feels weird to hear you start to say, 'I don't consider mystical metaphors and religious symbology'... to me You won't be so confident before arriving, although it's not bad," the dog immediately suppressed his words before the lion showed his emotions, "How did you practice? Your forest walk."

"With the training accompanied by my loyal son Zabriel, I feel pretty good. I should be able to proceed as planned. But this can only guarantee the beheading operation, but it cannot control the evil and blasphemous Chaos Ritual Creation and Seb Periphery. A huge heretic fleet in orbit. So, where have the allies you promised me arrived?”

"Oh, Leon, I can find you some serious loyal Astartes and their fleets as support in this hellish dark side where communication can't go beyond half a light-year of the galaxy. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with? Their navigators who are too weak have tried their best, and the guidance star map I gave them is already the fastest and most detailed. You don't have a transmitter with enough power here, and even if you do, we can't be here openly. Send out a signal like a beacon.”

"My dissatisfaction is that why didn't you tell me before that you had such help? If I had such an army and fleet at my disposal, I would have been able to set up an ambush above Camas and attack them directly, instead of waiting for everything to happen. Then I came here full of regret to face my fallen offspring."

"Well...it's better for everyone to go through some processes. In fact, because of this help, they may not have existed here before. I can't conjure them out of thin air for you."

"What?" The lion's sharp eyes looked at his plush Chaos brother cautiously, "You don't want to bring some painted Chaos subordinates to fool me, P-Kaidomo, if so, I I swear I can never guarantee that the swords and bullets of my heirs and I will be able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy during the sudden attack."

"No, they are absolutely loyal. Believe me, my brother, you can tell this when you first see them." Primarch Bian Mu replied, "But you may not be familiar with them. Your descendants Have you all been informed of the other party’s painting and identification features?”

"Yes, - Kaidomo, in fact, I am not familiar with it at all. This is very inappropriate. There has never been any record of this kind of legion painting and emblem among the twenty legion sequences that I know of, but you also said This chapter was originally a founding group - to be honest, I still think that Guilliman's behavior of splitting up other people's legions combined with other signs, well -" The Lion frowned and looked at the image projected on his retina. Message, "—Hearts of Steel Chapter?"

The lion squinted his eyes and looked at the depicted emblem: it looked like a metal heart that was roasted by flames and dripping molten steel. It was held in the palm of a hand that looked like a wolf's paw, and a small cap. A small crown of thorns surrounds the heart.

"Hmm... Anyway, you will know when the time comes, but you can definitely trust them, just like you can trust me." The dog assured vaguely, "But let's end this farce in front of us first. Otherwise, your 'soul' will always be in a wavering threat. No matter how small the threat is, it is still a threat. I don't want us to go back and have to deal with the bigger threat."

"I have not forgotten the consequences of believing your rhetoric during the Great Rebellion, but now I have no need to pursue it," the lion instinctively warned his increasingly confident brother, "——Kaidomo, you can't change it. A self-proclaimed name? For example, something starting with Pi or Pa?"

"A Primarch who always fails to remember that changing his voice is an early symptom of old age's brain, Leon."

"Sometimes I even begin to feel that you were not completely without merit in the past. After all, you didn't talk to others like this at that time."

The lion summoned all his current heirs around him, issued an order to Colonel Mortret to shoot at the desecrated ceremonial building on the track and then retreat. He took one last look at the sheepdog with its tail erect, and then he closed his eyes, He began to visualize the forest full of mist. This time, Leon carried his brothers and his armed heirs closely with him.

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The star in the Saibu world is already a dying red giant, but the dying scale of the stars is completely different from that of the short-lived species. This means that before the star completely dies, the world still has millions of years of light and energy. The heat allowed it to bathe in it, turning it into a warm and wealthy planet.

And deep in the desecrated palace under the light of the star, the lion was panting in pain from the chains in the center of the circle. These traps and chains specially set by Serafax for him made him disgusted and unable to resist. The entire planet The iron from the blood of the people was extracted to make the chains that bound the lions. Yes, there is no longer a living person on Sab, and the calcium extracted from their bones was used to create the chains they watched in orbit. The huge octagonal ceremonial suspended giant building we arrived at.

"I believe that you only need to wave your arms to break away from ordinary chains, Your Highness." Serafax stood outside the magic circle, talking to his long-lost genetic father with a sense of ecstasy, "But just like the Emperor made Even if a great Primarch like you is born, its foundation in the galaxy is nothing more than muscle, blood and bones. What matters is not the material, but the manufacturing process and the things added, isn't it?"

Half of the former Dark Angel's face was now burning with eternal flames, but the wizard showed no sign of any burning pain. The sound of the Dark Angels' bolters, chainswords, and other weapons firing filled the hall. Echoes echoed in the distance, mixed with the roars of the beastmen and the sound of the explosions of the Chaos Space Marines - due to the sudden advance surprise attack, the deployment obstacles that hindered their actions were much less, but the Lion King still decided to rush in alone to pursue him, who had already chosen A child who is on a road of no return and is willing to be corrupted to the core.

"Speaking like this to someone who sacrificed the entire planet would make me appear too gentle and elegant." A sharp pain surged from the depths of his soul, causing Leon to answer each word with difficulty, as if someone wanted to Pulling his skull out from his flesh along the spine, he endured the severe pain and felt the direction of the source of this pull that penetrated into his soul and bone marrow. Sure enough, Perturabo did not lie to him this time. It was the silver-faced Mirror - Serafax's huge silver mirror hanging above the throne behind the magic circle. It is indeed an important artifact of the evil god, and it is also the key.

Then he remembered the instructions that Perturabo had told him about what would happen next, about the Chaos that Serafax wanted to seize the Lion King's soul so that he could "enter the palace and resurrect the Emperor" Vision and the willing sacrifice of one heir and the blood of more.

Maybe I am indeed old, he thought, so much so that I went against my principles and weakly chose to accept my brother's help, just because I no longer wanted to see more heirs who trusted me go to waste because I wanted to choose victory. Die in front of me.

"Come on..." the lion gritted his teeth, "I hope this time things can..."

"What did you say? Your Highness?" The wizard held the staff inlaid with the Eldar skull and approached his genetic father. "Bella, take off his helmet."

Although Leon El'Jonson struggled reluctantly, the Chaos chains forced him to kneel in place, failing to prevent his winged helmet from being unlocked with a soft click.

The two members of the Thousand Eyes warband and former Dark Angels present, whether they were shocked for a moment by the Lion's aging face or the smile on his lips towards the traitors, they had no chance.

The lion had already heard the familiar sound of his claws hitting the ground.

The silver on the surface of the high-hanging, gleaming silver mirror melted into a mercury snake as if it was frightened. The silver snake followed Serafax like lightning, revealing at that moment that it had already decided but had not yet decided. Implementation of intrusion and possession.

The shadows all over the wizard's body became complicated and flowed like countless incantations. The flames that originally only kept burning on half of his face jumped with joy to welcome the reconciliation of the evil mercury, and the magic fire representing the mystery of fate burned instantly. His entire head, his original robes and power armor instantly grew a pair of huge wings, gorgeous blue-purple feathers, his hands turned into silver claws, covered with blasphemous knowledge and the mysteries of the universe. His whole body.

His voice was shrill and hoarse, not like a human voice, "Who is this?! What are you?! How can a lion accept such power?! Changes! Changes! So many changes! Such big changes! I can’t see the way forward clearly!”

This great demon of Tzeentch, transformed from the wizard Serafax, fully extended its wings and tried to capture and map the souls of each of the veterans who rushed in to rescue the lion. He almost succeeded. If It wouldn't be if some huge force tore off his wings in one fell swoop and caused him to fall to the ground.

The demon fell beside the magic circle and screamed. The two huge wounds on his back caused blood to splatter everywhere. On the side, his once loyal subordinate, the former Dark Angel, who was shocked by his transformation seemed to Finally coming back to his senses, he looked at the demon that Serafax had turned into and his genetic father and brothers. He let out a cry of pain, brandished the flaming blade and rushed towards the devil. The flaming blade pierced through The devil, the devil's silver claws also pierced him.

The dog who walked in was obviously not in a bad mood when he saw this scene. His tail was wagging, and he turned to the lion king who had immediately broken free from the chain and stood up, taking back his weapon and gathering the vigilant offspring who had rushed in.

"Next is the trial time left for you. I'm going to guide the supporters in orbit."

Perturabo said, walking out of the hall, the door slowly closing behind him.