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

He inherited the emperor's coldest logical thinking. When he was in the mortal world and received care from everyone, he didn't know how to respond to these emotions. He knew that he was born to be a powerful weapon, and he was proud of his superb abilities. At the same time, he was confused by his inability to understand mortal emotions.

If Perturabo didn't have such a relatively happy family, he might really become the Lord of Steel. His cold armor and cold heart would implement the creed of steel both inside and outside.

This mortal love created a crack in the solid metal. It could neither implement the creed of steel inside or outside, nor create a man like Guilliman.

Under the influence of this contradiction, Perturabo became more and more stubborn as he lived.

Although he has a particularly bad opinion of Dorne, and must humiliate Dorne to feel pleasure, in the dead of night, he will also remember that many of the tactics he uses were taught to him by Dorne, and he will In confusion, he thought about how his relationship with Dorn could become so bad.

He hated the other brothers and treated them with disdain, but privately made unique gifts for them in his small bedroom. Unfortunately, when the rebellion broke out, he did not have the chance to give the gifts away.

Perturabo was very arrogant, with a small amount of coquettishness beneath his arrogance that was as high as Mount Everest. It's just that this loveliness was obscured by his naughty personality and ignored by the other brothers, making this hard-working guy lose confidence and patience in everything.

This naughty man's soul had been traumatized by Fulgen, but after being seriously injured, he looked at Fulgrim's complete depravity, and there was no anger in his heart, only a deep sadness that was torturing him. Heart.

He has always kept the Forgebreaker forged by Fulgrim. Although this weapon was first given to Fainus by Fulgrim, it did not prevent Perturabo from using this weapon to mourn the former Emperor's son.

Perturabo could have been a builder, but ended up being a destroyer. It can only be said to be a trick of fate.

Lin Fan picked up Perturabo and dialed Odemeyer's communication.

The windows of the Iron-Blooded ship were all sealed. Lin Fan could not see the situation outside at all, and he was too lazy to walk all the way back to the gap that Perturabo had created for him.

"Odemair, what's the situation outside? I've captured Perturabo."

"I have almost packed up these battleships." Odemeyer yawned. The most troublesome thing for her was the subspace corruption that she had to deal with. When Lin Fan controlled Perturabo, she also There is no need to expend a lot of energy to maintain Geller's position.

Odemair's cannons and giant shields destroyed the attacking Iron Warriors battleships, and the Iron Warriors also felt uneasy in their hearts when they noticed the silence of their father's Iron Blood.

"Father...he won't..." a suspicious voice came, and was then roughly interrupted by Sand Blacksmith.

"Shut up! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The sheer number of those Iron Bone Guards alone is enough to kill Dorne! There is no way anything could happen to my father."

"But the Iron Blooded One..."

Blacksmith Shande gasped and strode to the front of the bridge. He did not look at the other ships that were smashed to pieces outside, but set his sights on the Iron Blood.

He could not accept that the great Iron Lord would fall into silence, and he could not accept that Dorn had accomplished this impossible task single-handedly.

"Father!" Smith Blacksmith struck the transparent steel, and a series of mournful roars came from his throat. The Iron-Blooded's engine had stopped spitting flames, and the worst seemed to have happened.

"I can't accept it! I can't accept it! We have to save father!" Blacksmith Sander's roar echoed throughout the bridge, but they had no chance to save their father. Odemair's giant shield smashed down. , crashing the battleship into pieces.

At the end of a battle, only some scratches and black ash left after the explosion of cannonballs were left on the Rebecca giant ship. However, hundreds of warships dispatched by the Iron Warriors became ruins drifting in the universe. Only the Iron Blood remained. Maintain basic integrity.

Let Rebecca gather the pieces together, and Odemeyer drove the shuttle to look for Lin Fan on the Iron-Blooded.

The two met inside the Iron-Blooded, and Odemeyer finally saw what the Primarch Lin Fan had been talking about looked like.

"My dear, this body is too big. How much energy does it cost to maintain body functions? And can his nerve endings respond so quickly?" Odemeyer squeezed Perturabo's arm. Feel the biological structure beneath your skin.

"These Primarchs are not all living things," Lin Fan said. "After all, there is some subspace essence mixed in their bodies. The Emperor also made a deal with those guys back then."

"Transactions... they are all transactions..." Odemeyer sighed with emotion when he heard the word transaction. "After you sign a contract, you must act in accordance with the contract, otherwise you will pay the price."

"Maybe." Lin Fan shrugged indifferently, "Then what to do with this ship? Can it be taken away?"

"I can fit this ship into Rebecca's belly. If I just open a large cargo hold, it will be very easy. I only need to make an empty chamber and a controllable door to ensure the anti-gravity of the ship's suspension. field."

"Anyway, just take a look. After all, you are the one doing research."

Lin Fan carried Perturabo and got into Odemeyer's shuttle. When the scientists built the ship, they never considered that such a big person could get on board. No matter where Perturabo was, Everywhere seems cramped and cramped.

In the end, Perturabo, who was unconscious with his butt stuck out and his head on the floor, was stuffed into the suitcase.

Just like that, he returned to the Rebecca ship, and Odemeyer put Perturabo in a stasis position.

"So what are your thoughts on getting this Primarch back?"

Lin Fan listened to Odemair's inquiry and looked back at Perturabo.

"To be honest, it was just a temporary idea. It's certainly a good thing if it succeeds. Even if it doesn't, it's not a loss."

"I thought you were going to bring the Primarch back to help you or something."

"Him? Help?" Lin Fan turned to look at Perturabo again, thinking about the fact that this man had been used by various forces throughout his life, and his character flaws and mental illness.

"I think it's better to forget it. When he gets to the cafeteria, he can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't cause trouble to others."

Lin Fan shook his head. He didn't want to instruct Perturabo to do something for him. The era of the Primarch has passed. As long as Perturabo doesn't let Chaos use him as a weapon, he will have done Lin Fan a great favor.

Good fight buddy