Warhammer: Start with a dog

-

"When a war ends, it is vain for an individual soul to feel proud of someone who is thousands of light years away. If you want to continue fighting, you need a place to return to when the day is over, a home, a nest, an arm, a shoulder, a hug, a light in the eternal night, a place to stand, or a responsibility that is just handed to you unintentionally. Whatever it is, hold on to it. Not failing is a success in itself."

————The mysterious broadcaster on the Enterprise carrying the Cadians of the second continent to escape the scarlet tide at the end of 999.M41

————————

After the person who was once a brother, a nephew, and a cousin but is now just a vessel for a soul with a false appearance fought a battle with his brothers, uncles and cousins ​​that no complete record or person willing to describe in detail, the fate of mankind and the human empire once again came to a fork in the road ten thousand years later.

Except for a few senior officers, the names and identities of the other people who participated in the battle were erased from various record carriers and given a new name to protect them in order to meet the requirements of "certain big men".

Such complete concealment was beyond the recovery and tracing methods of some factions in the Inquisition, and the Inquisition's envoy to Cadia himself mysteriously disappeared in the final disaster. Given that the number of people who disappeared at the same time was so large that even the members of the Temporal Inquisition secretly sent out could not determine what happened at that time.

The only thing that later historians could be sure of about everything that happened under the Erichion Plains was that the battle must have caused the Great Plunderer himself to suffer unprecedented damage, so that even the opening of the Scarlet Road failed to allow him to immediately return to the plundering carnival of the Imperial Sanctuary and the Imperial Dark Side. Therefore, the balance of power among the traitors changed permanently, and the Pirate King in the Great Vortex was able to regain vitality and step onto the stage of confrontation.

Of course, some people believe that this incident does prove that the Black Crusade and the Scarlet Road have strengthened the power of the traitors and the Fallen, but others believe that this incident may not be a new opportunity.

But all these speculations, inferences or rumors are later.

————————

After sending the unconscious flag bearer to the defensive position that had just been built with fallen rubble and corpses at the other end of the tunnel, the Supreme Castle Lord immediately returned to the exit of the battlefield with the brave soldiers.

The power of a planetary defense laser gun, which some people jokingly called a "flashlight", was not enough to penetrate the thick protection of the Terminator, and could only leave a faint mark on the surface of the ceramic steel coating. This is a fact, but no one of the soldiers of the Eighth Regiment of Cadia retreated.

Under Creed's command, the remaining people of the Eighth Regiment used their weapons to the extreme. The beam of the laser gun was finally focused into a thick light spear. The place where its tip hit, even the ancient ceramic steel soaked in the energy of the subspace began to blacken and smoke. Before the terrible Chaos Guard howled and waved the weapon and rushed in front of them, no one retreated, even if the weapon was swung over their heads, the shooting continued.

Finally, the behemoth fell down with an expression of disbelief.

"Cadians!" Creed shouted in the pervasive smoke and burning smell, "Tell me! What will happen to Cadia?!"

"Cadia will stand! Everyone is united!"

"Everyone is united! Don't let them get out of here!!"

The walls, floors and ceilings of the ancient underground cave tunnels have been completely changed by the fierce battle.

If this were an ordinary geological structure or a human relic in the usual sense, it would have collapsed at this moment, but the mysterious technology used by the aliens on the building has kept it relatively intact.

Although there are not many people who can realize it, the veil of reality is becoming thinner, and time and space itself have begun to shatter. The essence of the Supreme Heaven is seeping into the space where the two sides are fighting from the gaps under the erratic veil, and the invisible chaotic energy has quietly increased its influence on the real existence.

In the middle of the cave, where only the bravest, strongest or craziest warriors who had been transformed and strengthened dared to approach, the anointed of the four gods wielded the weapons of their fathers and grandfathers and fought fiercely with the "two" demigods.

The wolf pack - the moon wolves and the wild wolves, although they did not know each other and could not have been comrades, but at this moment, they naturally formed a circle outside the battle circle, responsible for isolating Abaddon from his Terminator Guards, and the moon wolves had many companions that the wild wolves frequently looked at.

Among them, there was a light swordsman who swung his long sword like a piece of mercury, and the Chaos Space Marines attacked him with an incredible and then more angry momentum, and launched more and more crazy attacks on him.

"Hey." Lucius shook the dazzling silver hair on his head, and with a sharp chop, he saved Sol Tarvitz from the suddenly deformed and elongated claws of a Chaos Dreadnought, and kicked him unceremoniously into the team of his comrades. "It's too dark here! Watch the road, Tarvitz."

Then, the swordsman, now dressed in silver with gold and Phoenician purple (the Ironblood actually had a stock of this extinction dye), found himself surrounded by more enemies. Every traitor who recognized him looked filled with overwhelming hatred and anger towards him.

"Hey, look! This is the fate of a great genius like me and a paladin." He smiled proudly. Compared with ordinary Astartes power armor, the armor was slimmer and made him look like a pretty girl. As nimbly as a butterfly, they shuttle among these huge enemies that would suffocate any mortal just by looking at them. "What a strong jealousy! What a sad sour taste! Alas, no matter how jealous you are, you can't defeat me who loves His Highness so much and is so pure and loyal!"

I don't know how Lucious's words touched them. In short, the pirate punishment team members who were brought here by the silent ghosts from the Carosini Dynasty Enterprise found that many enemies here were angry at "healing". "or" Lucius went away - since he I quite enjoyed the feeling of spinning and jumping non-stop among the enemy's shooting weapons and swords, claws, and ax fists. Everyone - especially Sol Tavitz felt that they still couldn't steal his limelight, so they turned to this chaotic battlefield. Finding another opponent is a more suitable choice for you.

For Tavitz, the undoubted temporary commander of this group of people, what he is a little concerned about is actually another thing: Where are those ghost warriors with eyes and even bodies blazing and blackened power armor? Why did these mysterious ghost warriors sway like candles in the wind as soon as they stepped into this tunnel after they were brought here? After the giant armor, they disappeared collectively as if they had been hit by some kind of impact?

——So which Primarch came to give them the honor to fight the betrayers together with the Primarch?

He raised his power sword and blocked a slashed chain ax dripping with blood. At the same time, he turned sideways to reveal an opening. Then Mortug of the Death Guard used his double-barreled melt to sterilize the opponent with high temperature. For a moment.

"Who do you think that is?" Tavitz asked quietly on the communication channel as they approached. "Brother Mortug, your built-in auspicious array is more powerful than ours. Can you scan any characteristics of the person inside?"

"I don't know, brother." Mortug replied, with a slight electronic sound in his voice, which was caused by incomplete debugging in order to catch up with the last batch of expeditions. "His armor seems simple. But it's very reliable. I can't see through it. However, the rest of my body and soul tell me that it must not be our father. Do you feel anything?"

It was Tavitz's turn to fall into a silence that lasted for dozens of seconds, which to the Astartes was almost an eternity, but he finally spoke.

"Yeah," he said, "although Lucius looks like... he doesn't care. Yeah, I admit, I'm intimidated by the face under that black helmet, man."

As they spoke, they cooperated with each other again and began to use their weapons to cut off an arm of another traitor who tried to attack the Ultramarines, and then the traitor's horned and deformed head. The smelly black blood spattered several feet high. The Emperor The Son stepped away from the slowly kneeling corpse. Further away, the Space Wolves, who were obviously deformed or not, were blocking the black legions who were constantly teleporting in. The beasts and demons fought in a melee and became a ball of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"I...feel from 'him' a familiarity that makes my soul tremble...but also distant and unfamiliar. I have never been so looking forward to and so afraid of the truth."

"Then don't think about it yet." The Death Guard's smooth and calm voice came over, "Let us finish this battle first."

——————————

When the relic weapon of Horus was wielded and used again, no one could know how complicated the hearts of the four Primarchs present were.

And the one who rushed forward first and the fastest became the main opponent of the big predator.

From another perspective of his two guardians, it was actually a compromise for Fulgrim Pallas to deal with Abaddon, so they just began to raid the formation silently.

Of course, Robert Guilliman was not very clear about the background of these uninvited guests, but he also saw that Honso knew them, and the very suspicious man who looked like Fulgrim in martial arts and body shape said: I'm not him.

If it were the Fulgrim Guilliman knew for the last time or before, the proud Phoenix would never dress up like this, nor would he deny himself like this.

After carefully checking the answer within a millionth of a millisecond, the Thirteenth Primarch temporarily accepted the answer, but more questions surfaced.

Like many people here who had doubts, he chose to press them all down first - just in time, let him see now that this inferred result has a 97.42% probability of being the Primarch of the Emperor's Children. What kind of results could Fulgrim himself achieve with Ezekiel Abaddon, who inherited Horus from appearance to name.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any suspense about this. After all, he had personally learned Fulgrim's otherworldly swordsmanship nine thousand years ago. The Lord of the Ultramarines didn't think that the Chief Captain of the Sons of Horus could succeed in Fulgrim. Mu's men have gone through thirty years - not even if he has thousands of years of combat experience.

But at the fiftieth round, not only did "Fulgrim" in black armor roar angrily and speed up the swing of his saber, just like a violent storm, but even Robert Guilliman frowned: Yi Zekel Abaddon is indeed good at speed and combat skills Unable to compete with "Fulgrim", his armor was broken and scarred. He was hit and pierced by sword blades more than once, roaring with blood, but his injuries seemed to be continuously healed by something. , so that the fatal blow can never appear on him.

Finally, the man who seemed to be Fulgrim seemed to have reached the limit of his patience.

The weird Dreadnought that had been paying attention to this duel made a sound of annoyance, "Oh, no!", and the golden Garuda dropped the stump in his claws and flew back, resting uneasily and guilty on the Dauntless shoulder. Move your feet back and forth.

"Game over! Children of Horus!"

The man in black armor finally spoke through the loudspeaker grid for the first time. That loud and beautiful voice echoed in the cave, making the veterans of the Emperor's Children present no longer able to deceive themselves and intimidate the scene - luckily they still had alert companions , so as not to cause too many casualties at that moment.

They were stunned and looked at each other in shock. Only Lucius seemed not to be so affected. He was still dancing the dance of death among a group of enemies, and he just saluted excitedly.

Then something even more shocking happened to them: the black-armored giant threw away the Shabar saber, which was not very lethal, and drew out the gear-powered ax he had been carrying. With a cry of joy, this heavy weapon The ax head moves from the spine It was divided into two, and then the giant, who was almost certainly Fulgrim, danced two big axes, one black and one white, like a tiger. His fighting spirit suddenly became high, and he was like a black hurricane heading towards the four gods to bless and evil. The big plunderer guarded by the spirit swept across the ground.

"Suffer death! Today is the end of you!"

"No one can stop me! Not even the corpse emperor's son!"

They separated, like two hurricanes, and finally collided with a clang, the echoes of man's first murder roaring with rage and annoyance through the sword's millions of faces as it failed to defeat the reappearing ghosts of the past.

Those who came too close knelt down, some bleeding from their orifices, and blue flames gushed from the eyes, mouths, and ears of the psykers.

The sharp claw and the other power ax also made a tooth-breaking squeaking sound. They were so close to each other, staring at each other through the helmets, and the air crackled and shimmered due to the fierce conflict of power between the two.

The sky rumbled above the earth's rock formations, and their names were called out in the boiling waves of the high sky. At this moment, through these two people, other forces were dueling.

Draconion's evil lightning surrounded Abaddon, the red energy light illuminated his twisted and ferocious face in the Terminator, and the eight-pointed star symbol of the Chosen One of the Four Gods shone on his forehead, and everyone was Seeing the Warmaster showing his bloody teeth, grinning, and raising the weapon that had killed Sanguinius high, Sol Tarvitz let out a sound similar to a howl of terror. .

The tip of the sharp claw cut off an axe, passed through the chest of the man in black armor, lifted him up, and held him in his hand like a death cage that caught a flying bird.

The person who was lifted up was bleeding, but he still kicked the opponent's breastplate tenaciously and threw the ax at the warmaster's unhelmeted face——

The Warmaster laughed ferociously and raised the weapon in his other hand high, just as it was about to fall heavily——