Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Between the dark stars, young Sanguinius looked through the reinforced glass of the dome, and the light of the stars reflected on his perfect face, reflecting a faint light.

Even though he had seen such scenes many times, every time he saw those planets orbiting the stars, like tireless machines, repeating for billions of years, he would feel a shock from the bottom of his heart.

Imperial scholars believed that this universe had existed for tens of billions of years by observing the periodic decay of the universe.

But such records are often not true. The actual age of the universe may be older than this. Even the human empire that ruled the entire galaxy still cannot see the stars outside the galaxy today.

They can only speculate on the scales and claws of the universe based on the stars of the galaxy, just like a blind man touching an elephant.

For this eternal universe, whether it is humans, the Eldar, or the more ancient Necrons, they may all be insignificant waves in the long river of history.

And being called a demigod, in the glory of these ancient years, perhaps he is just a tiny reflection in the waves.

Sanguinius looked up at the stars, and all kinds of philosophical thoughts emerged in his mind.

Chief Librarian Mephiston stood aside, watching his young father daydreaming about the antiquity of the stars for no reason. He was infected by this atmosphere and couldn't help thinking about the ancient wisdom of the deep universe.

Hmm. Young father, this is really a blasphemous thought. Mephiston closed his lips and maintained a calm face.

They stared at the stars like a daze.

As for why the Blood Angels Primarch and Chief Librarian, who were still on an urgent mission, had time to be in a daze here?

In fact, the Blood Angels' fleet originally set out with the First Legion.

But when the Lion King found a clue in a hidden star.

The Lion ran away with the First Legion fleet.

- Without any signs or advance communication, they left the Imperial Fleet directly and disappeared from the Blood Angels' Auspicious Instrument in just a few minutes.

Only the Blood Angels' fleet was left, wandering alone among the dark stars, not knowing where to go.

When he thought of this, Sanguinius the Younger could not help but grit his teeth, "Mephiston, the channel ahead is where Leon passed. Use time to go back and see where they went. He must have found something, maybe..."

At this point, Sanguinius the Younger stopped talking and did not say another word.

This move was seen by Mephiston. He did not immediately execute the Primarch's order, but frowned and asked,

"Holy Father, I believe that Lord Leon must have made such a move out of rational considerations. Of course, I am willing to execute your order, but considering your safety, please allow me to ask boldly - what is our mission this time?"

Mephiston looked at Sanguinius.

Leon ran away halfway.

Such an abnormal move obviously did not want Sanguinius and the Blood Angels to participate. This mission is likely to be extremely dangerous if a Primarch can react like this.

But for some reason, both Leon and Sanguinius kept the specific purpose of this mission secret from the Blood Angels.

"Of course it is an urgent mission assigned to us by Warmaster Duker." Little Sanguinius answered irrelevantly, obviously not wanting to answer this question.

"What is the specific mission? Please tell me, father." The Chief Librarian asked.

His tone was a bit aggressive, which was undoubtedly rude and offensive, especially when facing his genetic father.

But Mephiston was also helpless.

The Blood Angels are not afraid of any danger, let alone sacrifice.

But he will never allow the safety of Little Sanguinius to be threatened, and the Blood Angels cannot lose the Primarch again.

In the heart of the Chief Librarian, the safety of the Archangel is more important than the lives of all the Blood Angels.

And as the guard of the Primarch, no one knows better than Mephiston how many eyes in the darkness are coveting the Archangel.

Everyone loves Sanguinius, even the Dark Powers are no exception.

The Empire is now at war with the gods in the High Heavens, and the dark gods have no spare energy to perform rituals for the Archangel.

But even so, Mephiston would quietly eliminate several Chaos Corruptors who were hostile to the Archangel almost every day.

Although he had only been a guard for the Primarch for a few years, his nerves were extremely sensitive.

"This" little Sanguinius was a little embarrassed.

The Archangel was not a tyrannical Primarch, and he was not angry at the questioning of his heir, because he could see the determination in Mephiston's eyes.

This determination made him understand that if he could not tell the details of this mission, even if he forced the Blood Angels to act, the efficiency would probably be quite low.

But if he confessed to the Blood Angels, it would lead to unpredictable consequences.

"Father, does my question embarrass you?"

Mephiston looked at his Primarch quietly, and when he saw the Archangel's eyebrows frowning together, he almost stopped asking questions immediately.

The Archangel felt unhappy, and every Blood Angel would feel guilty from the bottom of his heart.

"No, maybe this is the time to be honest." After thinking again and again, the Archangel said,

"Duker has received news that the son of betrayal Horus may have returned. The purpose of Leon and I this time is to confirm the authenticity of this news." He continued,

"Leon and the Dark Angels suddenly left the fleet. I suspect that they may have found the key clue. They concealed it before because they didn't want the rage brought by an unconfirmed news to affect the rationality of the Blood Angels, so that... uh."

Little Sanguinius was forced to stop talking.

Because when he talked about the details of this mission, whether it was Mephiston in front of him or the Holy Blood Guards around him, the eyes of every warrior turned red instantly, and the terrifying emotions were conveyed from them, which immediately suppressed the whole room in a bloody atmosphere.

"Mephiston, you will remain rational, right?"

"Please rest assured, Holy Father, we are very rational now." Mephiston replied with bloodshot eyes, and when he spoke, he inevitably showed his fangs in his mouth.

Little Sanguinius: "."

Soon, the engines of each giant ship in the Holy Blood Angel fleet roared, and the roar of the machine spirits faintly echoed on the deck.

The machinery of all giant ships was running at an overload, and the entire fleet crossed the galaxy at an unprecedented speed.

They soon found the psychic signal left by the Lion King when he left, and rushed to the place pointed by the signal.

On the other side of the dark stars, the giant ship of the Dark Angels passed through the phantom of the Caliban Forest and suddenly appeared here.

Unlike the bloody fury of the Blood Angels, the fleet of the Dark Angels was immersed in a silent and oppressive atmosphere at this moment, and even the sound of the engine was much lower.

The lion looked at the heirs in front of him silently. Due to the particularity of this mission, the members of his team were all veterans who followed him ten thousand years ago.

"Our sacrifice will not be remembered by anyone, and there is no glory." Unlike the Doom Soldier, the Dark Angels did not say any inspiring words before they set off.

"Loyalty is the best reward for the loyal."

After Leon finished speaking, he just looked at his heirs quietly. If anyone wanted to quit at this moment, he would not pursue any responsibility.

There are circles within circles, and there should be secrets within secrets.

This is the oppressive world in which the Dark Angels live. They are angels, but they are against glory and walk alone in the darkness.

"We are not afraid of sacrifice, my lord. Sacrifice is our duty." The Angels of Absolution knelt on one knee and swore to the Primarch.

No one expressed the intention of retreating.

"I won't ask again." The lion nodded, his tone heavy.

Each of them knew the danger of this operation.

What they are facing is not an unknown person, but the former Imperial Warmaster, Horus.

Thinking of the former brother, who is likely to be on the planet in front of him at this moment, the lion has complex thoughts in his heart.

He lowered his head and looked down at the crew members coming and going in the control room. The hum of the servitors and the shouts of the crew poured into his mind like a torrent.

This universe seems to be no different from ten thousand years ago, and the war is still familiar to him.

But when he woke up, everything was different.

Facing his former brothers and sisters together with his former offspring, this absurd reality brought Leon a huge sense of separation.

"Maybe I'm just old." The lion forced himself to suppress his uneasy thoughts and focus.

At this time, the communications officer reported to him that a small fleet was outflanking them.

The enemy ships chased after them, trying to defeat the Dark Angels.

Several lonely frigates rushed in front of the cruiser, eager to attack Leon's vehicle.

The light spears and macro cannons smashed over, but it didn't work.

The First Legion has always mastered the most black technology, and their warships have also been specially modified by Dukel, which is far from being destroyed by the Chaos's broken ships in a short time.

The Dark Angels' servants were busy on the deck, and these mortals played their roles in their respective positions.

The Angels of Absolution monitored them, keeping everyone in their place to ensure that there would be no traitors among them.

"My lord, the light spear array is fully charged." The herald reported to the Primarch.

"Destroy them." Leon's steady voice echoed in the communication voice.

After his order was issued, thousands of lasers left red scratches in the dark void.

Not long after, one of the enemy ships exploded and was cut into pieces by the light spears.

The warehouse of the Chaos giant ship exploded. At a certain moment, it was extremely bright, but no sound was transmitted, turning into silent fireworks in the universe.

With the latest modified ships of the Empire and the superb command skills of the Primarch.

Lion quickly destroyed all the Chaos ships in the void.

They began to remove the orbital defense weapon platforms on the galaxy belt one by one.

Then they boarded.

Lion and his knights were familiar with this.

They got on the landing craft together and landed in a blasphemous flesh and blood city with precise airdrops.

This was the masterpiece of Fabius Bile. Huge biological organs were wriggling and standing on the surface of the planet.

Fabius had a high talent in the field of bioengineering, but he became a slave to his talent and lost his faith.

There is no vegetation in the entire city, instead there are densely packed organ culture tanks.

These organs are fully alive, wriggling in the nutrient solution, and people will instinctively feel disgusted at the first glance.

Leon rushed in with Dark Angel, and he was almost certain that Fabius was inside.

The first people to greet them were some ugly human slaves who were shaped like dry bones, as well as some deformed monsters that had been biologically modified.

These deformed races were all created by Fabius.

He created these blasphemous races and allowed them to develop.

Under the worship of these races, a projection belonging to Fabius was even born in the supreme sky.

These ugly monsters cannot stop the original body and the Dark Angels.

Every time they walk through a corridor of flesh and blood, countless stumps and broken arms will be left behind these warriors.

A lion will not feel any pity because his opponent is weak.

The Dark Angels still maintained their ruthless style, killing all the alien monsters along the way and forcibly breaking through the various defenses set up by Fabius.

The Primarch possesses unimaginable wisdom and strength, and under the leadership of the Lion, they are unstoppable along the way.

The mutants quickly collapsed, their tusks and horns were broken, and disgusting pus flowed out.

Broken flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams and howls could be heard endlessly.

They accurately found Fabius' laboratory and rushed over quickly.

This place can be called the pinnacle of biological horror. Flesh and flesh tissue is placed on the brackets on the walls, and bright red blood flows on the metal floor.

But these did not cause Leon and Dark Angel to have any emotional fluctuations. They were already accustomed to such sights.

They remove all obstacles with calmness and focus.

The last resistance broke out in Fabius' laboratory.

This nightmare laboratory was made of a mixture of flesh and metal. Leon led the Dark Angel to charge all the way, and the explosion of fire swept through the entire laboratory.

Glass shattered, flesh and blood exploded, metal melted, and deformed organisms let out twisted cries.

The servants of darkness were slaughtered, and even mechanical creations were shattered by the Dark Angels' ferocious firepower.

A violent explosion occurred inside the laboratory, and high-temperature flames surged out, burning some mutant individuals directly into coke.

After searching all the way, they finally found Fabius's last hiding place.

But when the lion's majestic body stepped here, his heart, which had always been calm and focused, immediately changed dramatically.

Here Leon saw Fabius, who was notorious in the Dark World, as well.

"You are indeed here." Leon's tone was indescribable, and it was difficult even for him to explain clearly what kind of emotion he was in when he read that name.

"Horus."

Next to Fabius, there was a giant as tall as Leon.

Wearing ancient heavy armor, a black cloak hung down behind the man.