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

"It's so touching..." The scene where Ferus and the heirs met made Fulgrim think a lot. He thought that when he arrived in Cadian, he would definitely meet the Emperor's Sons who participated in the Abaddon expedition, and Pettu Rabo will also meet the Iron Warriors.

"What will we do then? How will we face our heirs..." Fulgrim became depressed. He felt that the fall of the Emperor's children was all his fault.

Seeing Fulgrim's struggle, Perturabo gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue in frustration. This was also a problem that troubled him, but he had already made arrangements.

"Those who are willing to come back will come back, and those who don't want to come back will be destroyed." Perturabo's approach was the same as his own, a little humane but not much. "Don't you want to change the name of the Emperor's Son to Eternal Sinner? When the time comes, bring him Me alone. You and I, brothers, will take the children we owe to the edge of the galaxy, and go to the most miserable and difficult places to rebuild everything we once destroyed."

Looking at Perturabo's serious face, Fulgrim smiled, "Okay, I will do as you say and rebuild everything that was destroyed."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Lin Fan also thought about the situation in the universe that he witnessed as a bystander, and the subjective creation that King Silence had communicated with him.

The Milky Way is big, but also small. One day it will be filled with the ever-developing civilization. At that time, in order to compete for the living space of civilization, the next war will once again stage the scene of mass extinction of civilization.

We must expand the edge of the galaxy, but how to do it? Create a monochromatic area with uncertain concepts and missing physical rules?

Lin Fan frowned and thought for a long time before choosing to give up. There is no rush now, as the subspace stabilizes and the Tyranid swarm is destroyed. I don’t know how long it will take. This was enough time for him to think.

The intimate exchange between Ferrus and the scion continued, and then his words changed. After listening to this, Stunus and Iron Hand were as cold as midsummer entering the cold winter.

"But I remember that I never taught you to betray friendly forces, right? Huh?"

Ferus' question made it difficult for Stunus to answer. What should he say?

Alas, don't be angry, Father of the Primarch. Those orders were not given by me, they were done by others and have nothing to do with me. I was also very angry and surprised when I became Chapter Master, and denounced the Iron Hands for betraying their allies.

Stunus couldn't say this to himself. He was the Chapter Master elected by the Iron Hands, and he shouldered the honor and responsibility of the entire Chapter. No matter how big mistakes his predecessors had made, as Chapter Master He must try his best to make up for it.

Stunus did not kneel down to Ferus and ask for forgiveness. He knew that such a weak behavior would only arouse more disgust from Ferus. So he stood up straight, stared directly at Ferus's face, and recounted all the abominable acts of the Iron Hands that betrayed their allies over the past ten thousand years.

"Okay...very good..." Ferus gritted his teeth even more after hearing this, and then he punched Stunus in the chest.

Stunus flew very far and slid for a long time after landing on the ground. His body was in pain, but his mind was very clear. After receiving such a heavy punch from the father of the original body, the suppressed shame in his heart dissipated a lot.

He struggled a few times, moving his head hoping to see Ferus' face. He took a few breaths, then lay on the ground and passed out.

"Since you have done something wrong, you must accept punishment. But I allow you to resist. Let me see if the Medusa people still have the backbone to dare to fight!" In the roar of Ferus, more than 800 Steelmen The hands moved and they rushed towards Ferus.

Even if Ferus is a little weak now, it is not a being that Iron Hand can challenge. He punched one after another, quickly and brutally knocking the Iron Hand away. The exquisite force could make the Iron Hand lying on the ground fall into coma after a few seconds.

800 Iron Hands were piled up and down on the ground. In some places, they even piled up into a small hill. Ferus, standing in the center of this spectacular scene, clapped his hands, moved his shoulders and watched the wailers move the unconscious people. The Iron Hands are neatly stacked.

"Okay, that's no problem. I've said everything I need to say. I have to go back and check on the situation of the Cursed Legion."

"Brother...are you leaving now?" Fulgen was a little reluctant, and Ferus looked at Fulgan impatiently.

"Why are you acting like a mother-in-law now? You've been so effeminate in Slaanesh."

Fulgrim's face darkened, but Ferus was still as indifferent to other people's feelings as before. The current situation is even worse. After spending time with the Cursed Legion, Ferus can no longer even speak human words.

Fulgrim looked at Chagatai, his helpless expression and resentful eyes told what Fulgrim was thinking: Look what I'm telling you?

Jaghatai also felt that Ferrus's remarks about Fulgrim were a bit excessive. Although Fulgrim did have some mothers-in-law, you couldn't point them out so directly. You still had to take care of your brother's emotions.

But Ferus didn't care about this. He waved his hand and turned his back, then turned into a ball of flowing fire and disappeared.

"Hey, it takes so much effort when summoning, but it's so neat when walking away." Perturabo found this very interesting. It must be the repelling effect of reality on subspace.

As soon as Ferrus returned to the warp, he rushed towards the Golden Throne. He still didn't want to believe that the Emperor had become an ally with Slaanesh. He had to witness it with his own eyes before he gave up.

"Father!" Ferus's voice boomed from a very far away place, which troubled the emperor on the throne.

"Why don't you go deal with him?" The Emperor said to the God Emperor. The God Emperor ignored the Emperor and just glanced at him.

Solve the troubles you cause yourself.

The Emperor sighed, rather than explaining this to Ferus, he would rather fight with Nurgle and the void dragon.

"Father!"

Ferrus's voice came closer and closer, and the Emperor had no choice but to greet him and take Ferrus to the palace of Slaanesh for a visit.

On the other side, in the Ark of Bietan.

A week had passed since the Iron Hand was defeated by Ferus' iron fist of love and rage. During this time, Stunus felt that his body and mind had been purified. Ferus removes impurities from the Hands of Steel like forging iron, leaving behind better quality steel. In an instant, Stunus's confusion about the future development of the Chapter disappeared. With the guidance of the Primarch, the Iron Hands will be invincible!

Is this what it feels like to have a father?