Warhammer: Start with a dog

"Lord Commander, report to me. How long until we can return to Medusa?"

Sitting in the Data Throne on the majestic command tower of the Rakuan Clan Hall, under the pseudonym Sobek Wieland—he served in the Iron Hands as the Primarch Ferrus Manus, the descendant saint. Among these clans, the one who is openly active is Fulgrim Ishtar, the Primarch of the Third Legion from another world line. Oh, and the body he uses in this universe now comes from Dorne. Son's contribution - is asking for debriefings with unnecessary verbal questioning.

Although I don’t know why the Father of Steel would use such an inefficient but very "humane" and ritual way to start daily inquiries, as if he was not used to their silent and efficient data transmission practices, and the words were still in the iron hand. A rare and retro "Lord Commander", but Markan Feros still took a step forward without hesitation, "The sudden strong subspace storm stopped our return, MY LORD, otherwise We were supposed to arrive at Mandeville Point in the system three days ago."

The being sitting on the data throne nodded, and then they began the routine silent but high-speed information exchange of route planning calculations and other daily affairs. Everything relied on the data lines plugged into the body interface.

——Now, even though the magic weapon descended from the sky to kill the big demon, he did not use a long-handled warhammer or a big sword, but instead used a light saber to save them despite being fearless. The skeptical Alvin Ravus could not deny that the Iron Father who returned to them in the form of the divine and fearless Wilander was very "in line with their ideals", or in other words, "feelings" very perfect".

More "perfect" than any Ferrus Manus the Iron Hands knew from historical records, fragments of data chips, or any archival records.

The first physical manifestation of this perfection was the increasingly different body of the saint "Ferrus Manus".

Most of his current body is still made of metal, but he doesn't know how many mini motors equipped with additional silent devices are hidden under the armor. It seems that the pistons and joints corresponding to each human muscle have been precisely copied into this huge piece of equipment. In the Metal Body, every time he disappeared into his room and reappeared, the Iron Father and the Iron Captains were surprised or not surprised to find that the Divine Dreadnought was becoming more like a human made of metal.

It's not that he painstakingly and needlessly replaced those precious and tight ancient steels with artificial flesh and blood, but that he began to forge a very different body for himself in front of them: the fearless one that is usually hard, solid but slightly The slow and clumsy body and limbs are gradually being replaced by limbs and torso that imitate the shape of human limbs. The mysterious and magical silver metal that originally only covered Ferus Manus' hands is now covering Fearless's body inch by inch, as if - —

After careful calculation in the super-speed thinking meeting between the Iron Father and the company commanders, it was concluded that this was probably due to the arrival of the soul-enveloping essence of the Primarch, which caused his material body to begin to transform and evolve towards the next ascension form, and more Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for all the Iron Hands and even the Medusa people.

With a kind of secret expectation and excitement, they watched the saint "Wilander" who was approaching the form of a "silver-skinned tall man of the gods" appear in the Lacuan Conqueror every day. in the hall.

And obviously, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the character of the saint who returned to his descendants also changed to a certain extent.

This makes Feros, Ravus and other Iron Fathers doubtful, but they always indulge in it like drinking fine wine.

These are the fiercest, strongest, and luckiest warriors among the clans selected from Medusa's harshest environments and eternally dark skies before they are transformed, step into the stars, and begin their conquests across the galaxy until death or more. Before further digitization, there will be few opportunities to come into contact with the series of activities carried out by the current genetic father on the Lacuan clan fortress.

Including but not limited to requiring them to take the trouble to disassemble, clean, dust, organize, add refrigerant and rearrange all aging and dusty lines - although the reason for the saint is just for better appearance and easier maintenance, At first, the Iron Hands were quite muttering about such unnecessary extra things. After they actually did it, they found that the ancient Rakuan clan fortress machine spirit could make space and subspace navigation more enjoyable. So comfortable and easy to talk to.

Now its dozens of engines and reactor cores no longer roar with pain and fury, moodily devouring maintenance servitors and even tech sergeants, but now display the soft glow of well-functioning, even enthusiastic, spare parts. It cares for its pilots and maintainers. Many times, they were flattered to receive hints from the machine spirit of the Rakuan Clan Hall, and were shown how to learn how to operate this machine from more than nine thousand years ago in a more advanced and detailed way. A huge mobile fortress built since ancient times.

What made the Iron Hands feel an unprecedented feeling was the words, deeds and attitude of "Ferrus Manus".

The Iron Hands had never known that the words and body language of a being sealed in metal could be so funny, gentle, relaxed, tolerant and soothing and pleasant.

At the end of every conversation with a saint, one or more Iron Fathers will be surprised to find that their body's oil circulation, electrolytes and hormone levels are all within a very good range when they leave. Generally speaking, people will Call it the kind of cheerful and hopeful energy, because he always tells them: It doesn't matter, their doubts and small mistakes and minor problems are normal, and they can solve the problems together, and Ferrus Ma Noose will always stand by his children.

After the events of Slaanesh in the Highland System and the corruption of the Sapphire King and Iron Father Christos, Kadan Stunus's deafening speech before the Iron Council has been engraved on steel, marble and other immortal objects. Physically, the heirs of the Iron Hands are always reminded not to forget that they are more than just a combination of steel and machinery. The inner courage and righteous anger brought by "self" and "self-soul" This is where the true soul of Iron Hands lies.

Even so, because Medusa has still deliberately maintained the tradition of divided and dangerous nomadic clan life for tens of thousands of years, the living environment has never improved for some reason, and the fallen Christos has deliberately suppressed the war group for centuries. The influence and tradition of the Iron Hands have continued for so many generations. The subtle influence and substitution of Mars have long been inseparable from many clans that have lost their genetic fathers. The Iron Hands' understanding of life as "ordinary humans" , the important and basic starting point of this way of thinking can be said to be...

"Almost not," Fulgrim Ishtar lamented in his amniotic fluid chamber. "Seriously, my friend who tweeted, what were you thinking at the beginning? If a home like Chagatai here does need maintenance, that's all, but why not improve Medusa's living environment and then improve the supply of soldiers? The spirit is really puzzling.”

Garuda transmitted a series of replies formed by binary codes into the mind of Fearless Phoenix through the link between them.