Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Hoho... Do you actually have the same idea as me?

Perturabo narrowed his eyes and scanned Dorn's calm face. If Dorn was willing to give him a look, Perturabo could give him the chance to save the emperor. But how could Dorn think so much? He kept walking and didn't pay any attention to Perturabo.

This bastard! There is no change in his bones at all!

Dorn's actions that were taken for granted made Perturabo's teeth itch with hatred, and he was annoyed by the energy of yellow and hard stone. So Perturabo also stepped forward quickly and blocked Dorn from the side. Their shoulder armors of different shapes exploded with many sparks under the huge force.

Dorn looked at Perturabo, his eyes reproachful, like an elder looking at a junior, "Perturabo, don't be so childish, I don't have time to play with you."

Perturabo suppressed his expression, quite dissatisfied with Dorn's words and attitude. He didn't speak, he just resisted Dorn, trying to make Dorn give in in this simple way. This behavior was not only supported by the idea of ​​​​saving the Emperor, but also inherited the unwillingness to fail to build the palace in the distant past. Sometimes Perturabo also thought about it, if he could express his wishes to the Emperor. And dissatisfied, will the work of building the palace fall into his own hands?

The conflicted brothers fought with each other like this, with only the Emperor looking bitter under Vulkan's increasing brute force.

Guilliman couldn't help but shake his head, lamenting why his brothers were all idiots. Then he walked through the struggling brothers and came to Vulkan. He put his hand between Vulcan's dead hands, and used this power to The lock is opened.

"Alas..." Looking at Guilliman's actions, Sanguinius shook his head slightly, seemingly very regretful, but judging from the slightly raised corners of his mouth, Sanguinius was in a good mood.

The sensitive but taciturn Corax saw the strange expression on Sanguinius's face, and he immediately realized that Guilliman was in danger. Corax had acted quickly enough, but Guilliman was still brutally murdered.

Vulkan saw Guilliman and shouted happily, "Isn't this my brother!" Then he let go of the emperor and opened his arms to Guilliman. The Emperor only felt a little uncomfortable being held by Vulkan, but Guilliman's bones were almost broken by the huge force of Vulkan's hold. The huge pressure from his waist made Guilliman unable to even call for help. .

Fortunately, Corax arrived. He opened Vulkan's hands, surrounded Guilliman with a shadow and quickly distanced himself. Guilliman frowned tightly, put his hands on his waist and pursed his lips to endure it. If Vulkan held him for a little longer, he would have to think about how to support his waist.

"What's wrong with Vulkan? Was he so enthusiastic before?" Magnus asked doubtfully. Although Vulkan is one of the best good guys among the original bodies, his current state is still a bit too exaggerated. .

The answer to his question was Aurora. He rushed over and slammed his knee on Vulkan's chin. The latter fell to the ground. Then Aurora explained, "After the Beast War, Vulkan's thoughts It’s a little strange. I think it may be that he and the Beast Warlord absorbed too much Waaagh energy in the big explosion that died together. If Vulkan gets excited, he will become almost like an orc."

After Aurora finished speaking, Vulkan also woke up slowly. He shook his head, his eyes became much clearer than before, and his words were less earthy.

"Ah, my brothers, it's good to see you. And my father, it's good to see you too."

The Emperor nodded, his skin still tight and painful. However, seeing that Vulcan had good intentions, he did not pursue the matter. He just remained silent like the social-phobic old father Lin Fan complained about.

"I thought Vulkan's situation would be worse. It seems that you two are getting along well?" Fulgan said. When he heard that Vulkan was locked in a secret room by Aurora, all he could think about was The gaudy, cruel room in Slaanesh's palace.

Aurora smiled, "Vulkan knows his responsibility. This is his own choice. If just enduring some pain can give the empire hope to survive, Vulkan will never hesitate."

During the conversation, the two pairs of fighting brothers were still competing. None of the Primarchs intervened to break up the fight. They all looked at the Emperor, as if to say: "As a father, should you do something?"

The emperor's scalp was numb from the gaze. At this moment, he even wanted to turn around and run away to the throne to pretend to be dead, instead of standing here thinking about how to deal with the conflicts between his children.

But the arrow has to be fired when it is on the string. Even if we don’t do it today, we must do it tomorrow. The Emperor sighed slightly, stood quietly behind Ryan and Leman Russ, and slapped them twice with lightning speed, and the cat and the dog got a high-quality sleep like a baby at that time.

"Oh my god..." Magnus pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand, "My father, the emperor of the empire, the victim who has been fighting against the evil god for thousands of years, the best way he can think of to deal with the conflict between brothers at this time is actually Everyone gets a slap in the face, and I suddenly feel like the Horus Heresy isn't entirely our fault."

Perturabo and Dorn, who were fighting with their shoulders, stopped for a moment when they saw Ryan and Perimanrus lying on the ground. Without thinking too much, Dorn removed his shoulders and relaxed his body. Perturabo But he did the exact opposite and still pushed forward relentlessly towards Dorn.

boom!

Perturabo fell to the ground and fell asleep, with an inexplicable smile on his lips. But it was not the Emperor who beat him just now, but Dorne, who had endured the temper of Perturabo's child for a long time.

Dorn pulled Perturabo up and dragged him behind him, preventing him from sleeping in the throne room. Vulkan, who was more conscious, dragged Ryan and Leman Russ away one by one.

Chagatai's eyes flickered, everything happening here was providing inspiration for the masterpiece in his heart.

This farce was so funny that everyone was helpless, but while shaking their heads, they were also smiling. The endless fighting turned into this, which made people feel novel and happy to experience it.

"We still have work to do." The Emperor spoke softly. He passed through the passage that the original body left and came to the grand door of the throne room.

His hand was pressed against the door. The door that could have been easily opened was now extremely heavy. Physical and mental fatigue made the emperor's hand seem a little weak.

Some primarchs came over, and Generals Fulgrim, Sanguinius, Ferrus, Guilliman, Jaghatai, Vulkan, Aurora, Magnus, Lorgar, and Corax also arrived. At the gate, we worked together with the emperor.