Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Ding, start the limited-time sale of 400 million war points, the location of a Primarch, don't give it up for free."

Yang Cheng, who was having a headache from reviewing documents, felt a headache when he heard the system's words. Macado was on a business trip, and he had to take care of a magician. At the same time, the affairs of the entire empire were burdened on him.

Fortunately, the High Lords Council after the reforms of Malcador took on some of the pressure, which allowed Yang Cheng to reduce a little pressure.

"Tell me, who's the living dad here? Sooner or later, I'll have to find a nanny to take care of these things."

Yang Cheng complained while moving his body. The Imperial Army's body couldn't support his own body.

"Hurry up, system, exchange location"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for discovering the Primarch of the Fourteenth Legion, the Lord of Death, Mortarion, located on the planet Barbarus in the enemy-occupied area of ​​​​the Central Ring"

"Fuck, here comes another live daddy"

When Yang Cheng heard this name, he knew that he was going on a business trip again.

Mortarion lands on Barbarus, a world shrouded in poisonous mist.

The relatively safe mountains are ruled by ruthless warlords.

Humans who were dumped here thousands of years ago were forced to live in lower altitude areas of the planet, enduring the suffocating poisonous fog.

They lived endless miserable lives as slaves, living in fear of their warlord rulers.

Mortarion crashed into a battlefield impartially, and the winner on the battlefield was the most powerful among the warlords.

The warlord initially wanted to kill the little cub that fell from the sky, but when he saw that the little cub could survive in poisonous gas that ordinary people could not bear, the warlord changed his mind. He adopted the little cub and named him His name is Mortarion.

The warlord experimented with how high the toxin content Mortarion could survive, then built a black iron wall and moved his palace into the high wall.

The warlord decided to train Mortarion as his heir and handed over all his knowledge of war to Mortarion.

He often took Mortarion to the front lines of every battlefield where he shed his blood, and fought with him against his enemies.

Mortarion's true nature was still that of a human being, until one day he learned that the people who were being persecuted by his adoptive father were his own compatriots. With a resolute decision, Mortarion ran out of the fortress and vowed to kill him with his own hands. 's alien adoptive father.

Later, Mortarion also came into contact with his own kind, humans. Mortarion, immersed in regret, vowed to make those who oppressed his kind pay the price.

Mortarion often led the people in the fields and then helped harvest the crops with his scythe.

At the same time, he was also actively preparing to resist the rule of his own warlord.

An uprising led by Mortarion began. The warlords on the planet were plucked out one by one, and now only his adoptive father remained.

A bronze-colored golden guy made a bet with him. If he defeated his adoptive father, this golden guy would leave him alone. If he lost, he would join him.

Mortarion accepted the bet as a matter of course, and then his adoptive father's head was snatched away by the Emperor, and the seeds of Mortarion's rebellion were sown.

He believed that the Emperor had robbed him of his honor, and then the entire Legion joined Nurgle's side in a desperate attempt to defeat him.

"This unlucky boy is going on a business trip again."

Yang Cheng no longer needed to use the battleship. He handed over some things to his subordinates, and then went to the planet Barbarus alone.

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"The time has finally come!"

In the dim room, Mortarion shouted excitedly, and he vowed to personally chop off his adoptive father's head.

His skin had turned pale due to the influence of Barbarus' poisonous mist, but with his strong muscles and the huge scythe, it was not difficult to recognize that this man was Mortarion.

"Who?"

Mortarion noticed a breath in the room, and he tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand.

"child"

Yang Cheng slowly emerged from the shadows. This time Yang Cheng specially used psychic energy to modify his armor to avoid others' attention, while hiding his identity as much as possible.

"Father?"

A memory slowly emerged in Mortarion's mind, and while Mortarion was stunned, Yang Cheng had already walked up to him.

"What do you want to do?"

Mortarion could not lay down his weapon despite the memory.

"Come with me and restore humanity."

Yang Cheng looked at Mortarion with a smile, and then proposed a bet.

"If you can fight into your adoptive father's fortress tomorrow and chop off his adoptive father's head with your own hands, I will count you as the winner. I will not interfere with what you do. On the contrary, if you lose, you will join me. team and became the commander of the 14th Legion."

"Good! Deal!"

Mortarion said without thinking, and Yang Cheng retreated into the shadows after explaining the matter.

Mortarion picked up his weapon, and without hesitation, he carried everyone on his back and climbed to his adoptive father's fortress.

This fortress stands on the highest mountain on the planet, and Mortarion climbed up with his strong physical strength.

Yang Chengze has been using spiritual energy to hide his aura, hiding in the poisonous mist and observing Mortarion's every move. He must kill Mortar without hurting Mortarion's self-confidence. Lean was saved from that warlord.

"What a fool. Are you so reckless?"

Looking at the poisonous mist that was corroding Mortarion's armor around him, Yang Cheng understood that this idiot had fallen into a trap and went ahead without even conducting reconnaissance. No wonder Mortarion didn't win.

Yang Cheng began to think about his next performance, and when Mortarion was almost beaten, he would take action, but he had to suppress his own strength and not show absolute suppression, otherwise it would hurt Mo Shouxiu's self-esteem and it would be difficult to deal with it. .

"It's time to test your acting skills"

Yang Cheng continued to cover up his aura, and then enjoyed watching the performance up close.

At sunrise, Mortarion climbed to the top of the mountain, and those in front of Mortarion were all the men of his former adoptive father, Nikkar.

With endless rage, Mortarion attacked with his tattered scythe. Due to long training, Nikarge's men showed little resistance and were easily defeated by Mortarion.

"It's your turn! Bastard!"

Mortarion cut down the last enemy who was close to him, and then pointed the scythe at Nikari in front of him.

"Mortarion, the day has come."

Nikari, who was holding the giant sword, looked at Mortarion in front of him, and then spoke slowly.

"Remember what I said? Remember to observe the situation on the battlefield."

Nikare's words made Mortarion wake up from a dream. The thick poisonous mist had surrounded him. His armor had been corroded by the poisonous mist, and his breathing was slowly weakening.

"Your incompetence will lead to your death in battle"