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

Perturabo left with the Iron Warriors, saying that she wanted to make them some Dreadnought mechas that could be worn in addition to power armors. She didn't know what she was obsessed with.

But for the Iron Warriors, as long as their father...oh no, their mother would happily accept any gift made for them.

Dorn watched the Iron Warriors and Perturabo leave, and suddenly felt that he was being locked by a gaze. He immediately looked at each other, and found that the Black Templar's Grand Marshal Helbrecht had already looked at him before his eyes came. He quickly lowered his head and stared at the ground silently.

"Is there any problem? Helbrecht." Dorn asked.

Helbrecht respected Donne's status and power, so he did not dare to express his inner thoughts without any delay or neglect.

"Father, why didn't you become a woman? Is it because becoming a woman was voluntary?"

Because Jaghatai doesn't know how to write what my effeminate version of me would look like...

Dorn almost told the truth, but fortunately his honesty became much more flexible now. He remembered Guilliman's reminder and explained to Helbrecht emotionlessly.

"Because you are my children, my strongest children."

When Guilliman heard what Dorne said, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and secretly complained that Dorne's explanation was no different from no explanation at all.

But Helbrecht and several other Imperial Fist warriors found it very useful. Their ears only heard that he was their father's strongest son, and the great joy and happiness directly dispelled their doubts.

There are those who are unwilling to pursue the case, and those who are willing to pursue it.

For example, Kosaro Khan did not see his original body Jaghatai appear here, so he walked quickly to Guilliman and respectfully asked about his father's whereabouts.

"Oh... him." Guilliman smiled. Naturally, Jaghatai and Silegor were imprisoned in the dark cell underground of the palace to await their punishment.

Of course, Guilliman would not tell the truth to Corsaro in order to avoid the White Scars being overly nervous, so he used a high-sounding excuse to fool Corsaro.

"My brother Jaghatai Khan received a difficult and important mission from the Emperor. He traveled to another world to investigate the situation."

"Is...is that so?" Corsaro blinked, dubious about Guilliman's words.

His father hurriedly chased Guilliman because of some secrets sealed in Chogolis, and then ran to Terra...

Now that the original body has undergone earth-shaking changes, my own original body has escaped into an unknown new world...

Is this really reasonable? Is this really the truth?

This kid's mind works pretty fast...

Seeing Corsaro thoughtfully, Guilliman thought for a while and decided to use his most annoying method to curb Corsaro's random thoughts.

That is the hegemonic power that pervades every corner of the empire and does not tolerate any disobedience from the lower classes.

The serious tone revealed coldness and warning, which suddenly brought Corsaro back from his chaotic thoughts, "Corsaro, are you dissatisfied with the emperor's arrangements?"

How could Corsaro dare to question the great emperor? He knelt down on one knee to express that he had no intention of doing so.

Seeing this, Guilliman also got off the slope, and helped Corsaro up with a helpless and kind look, and then reminded him in a low voice, "This is a secret mission, do you understand?"

Corsaro nodded and stood aside without saying a word.

He didn't know how long these tricks could keep Corsaro under control. Guilliman only knew that he had to find Isa and Lin Fan as soon as possible and let them take action to end the chaos on Terra.

Then, he can devote his energy to planning his wedding.

Thinking of Ifreni's pretty figure, Guilliman couldn't help but smile a little more.

The feminine original body showed a level of patience and tolerance that was unimaginable before. The angry Perturabo's current character is just unforgiving in words and much gentler in movement. To put it more bluntly, he is arrogant.

Sanguinius was even more attractive. Dante and the other Blood Angels' admiration and attachment to her grew day by day, and new handmade gifts were delivered to Sanguinius almost every day.

It might be a statue carved out of marble, or it might be a beautifully sewn wall rug.

Sanguinius accepted the gifts one by one with a smile, and returned the gift with some feather dust shaken off from his own wings.

Every Blood Angel cheers for these holy and pure white powders, even the old leader Dante is not immune.

Bjorn, the old man of the Space Wolves, almost died in shock when he saw the current Leman Russ. When he understood that Leman Russ still had the soul of the wolf in his body, he could more easily accept what was happening in front of him. fact.

After fighting in the galaxy for so long, Bjorn has long passed the age of distinguishing a person by appearance. What truly deserves his respect and admiration is not Leman Russ's body, but his wolf-like soul.

......

"In this case, the door to another world view should be completed." Lin Fan stretched out. He had written down all the settings and character details he still remembered on the book in front of him.

They had ended their adventure life in Catachan, and before leaving the planet, they took care of an ancient behemoth deep underground that was almost as old as the planet itself.

Leaving the green planet, the next stop for everyone is the freezing Fenris. It is said that there is an ancient Leviathan under the ice, and even the planet itself has given birth to a sentient soul.

Lin Fan had no interest in those things. They were all things clearly written in the biography of the Primarch Leman Russ. He was even more curious about the things that were not written in the book.

While watching Delia, Erica and Elafren competing on the ice fishing in the distance, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh, "Ah... I don't know about those two bastards Wodehouse and Kaiser White Fang." What are they doing? Maybe they are pestering their father to drink wine and eat meat?"

Isa said with a mysterious smile, "Well, indeed. They should drink and eat meat, and they would fight for Leman Russ's love and care, like a group of wolf cubs biting each other."

"The Space Wolves have such a personality, I guess Leman Russ would also be happy to see this lively scene happen."

Lin Fan took the cup of tea handed by Isa and drank it in one gulp, then used the communicator given to him by the Necrontyr to contact the busy dynasty technicians in the center of the galaxy.

"How is it? Is the existence of the door still stable?"

After a brief silence, Orikan's shocked and excited voice came over.

"We can already see the door!"