Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

"Uncle Malcador."

Sanguinius nodded slightly towards Malcador's psychic projection and took the initiative to salute.

Even the Primarch had infinite respect for the second most powerful figure in the Empire, the Emperor's right-hand man.

"Sanguinius."

Malcador smiled and said, "The last time we met was on Baal, and you have done well over the years. The Emperor often mentioned you to me in his spare time."

"I have always been afraid of living up to my father's expectations of me," Sanguinius said, "but Uncle Malcador, I came to you today for something else."

"Second Legion, huh?"

Sanguinius looked at the old man in front of him, the smile on his face seemed slightly stiff.

Malcador wore a gray-black psychic hooded robe, with an old face, and held a double-headed eagle scepter in his hand that symbolized the power of the imperial regency. A powerful psyker with a scepter forged in eagle gold and burning with endless psychic fire.

It was so powerful that even Sanguinius didn't know whether Malcador had predicted his thoughts, or whether he had directly peeped into the thoughts that were passing through his mind without him noticing.

"Of course, you understand what he is worried about. In reality, that matter did not happen overnight. It requires a long period of retreat preparation. During that period, some memories about the Yinyi War and the Seventh Army will be sealed. Until the small expedition begins, if they are still alive by this time."

Saint Yin Yilong is now really sure that the emperor can understand his inner thoughts.

"has a problem."

The blurred image slowly became turbid, and amid the soft tones of the Astropath singing group, the figure of Ran Dan, the Celestial Master of the Thunder Department, appeared behind Saint Macado.

Although I am not mentally prepared yet.

The little angel is a gentle, upright person, and a rare conscience in the dark universe.

"It must be on the right path. The longer you go, the lonelier and more desperate you will become."

Get beaten first, then give a sweet treat.

The Emperor's son said in a slightly less serious tone, "He should know the reason."

The Young Emperor said angrily, "You are not mocking, you are just stating an objective fact."

Instead, I set my sights on Saint Macado. The regent hated Saint Yin Yilong. With the regent's spiritual power and wisdom, he could indeed treat the original body as a junior like Hongdu.

"A Primarch betrayed Yin Yi, which was a huge blow to the prestige of all Primarchs. If the news was allowed to spread, what happened on the battlefield of Maka would undoubtedly shake the Primarch. The foundation of the expedition is out of necessity.”

But when I actually heard the news, the hammer fell.

"Saint Macado, he came to you just in time." The emperor said with a smile, "Sheng Hongdu told you my expectations for him. Since he decided to compete for the war master, the Fourth Legion has doubts Less power is needed. They once fought side by side at the Maka battlefield, so how about leaving the remaining Heavenly Master in charge?"

"It was even because of us that the war was on the verge of collapse. So before the war started, the Blood Angels were personally praised by Hongdu."

On the battlefield of Macca, San Macado and the soldiers of the Seventh Legion fought side by side and never fought against each other.

"Although the Seventh Legion will be wiped out, they can continue to fight as the Angel of Death in Hongdu. Before the small expedition begins, you will give them the opportunity to rebuild the Legion. But in the name of the Seventh Legion, It is a common designation that is independent of the legion system - Gray Knight."

"What do you mean?"

Young Emperor's eyes fell on Ran Dan.

The muscles of the arms on both sides were knotted, and the underside was covered with criss-crossing light pink scars, and the blue-gray veins were wrapped around them like beating earthworms.

"My heart and my actions are like a clear mirror!"

certainly……

"Who is he keeping his filial piety for?"

"The Seventh Legion is not the most sparse among the seventy legions, and they also lost their genetic father and suffered heavy losses on the battlefield of Macca. It is true that they still do not possess part of the gene seeds, but the Seventh Legion's surgery He was also vague about the victory rate..."

The young emperor was moved and spoke, his old voice carrying the majesty of agreement.

"You gave them a path."

"But what about..."

Ran Dan clenched his fists and turned to look at the Emperor.

Although the contact time with Ran Dan was not long, Saint Macado could realize that Ran Dan was a very persistent person. It is difficult to persuade such people to act according to their own ideas, but the emperor did it easily.

It would be less sentimental if he regenerated the handle, and the discussion between Kano and Arcana also echoed in San Macado's mind. What we say makes no sense. The Fourth Legion needs psykers to face the enemy of White Darkness in the galaxy, and the Heavenly Masters of the Seventh Legion can help us make up for that fatal shortcoming.

"In that case, he should express his gratitude to the little angel. You have won a lot of achievements for them in the battle report of the Macca War. Maybe you don't care about those big things, but they should be forgotten. But he is alone He represents their legion, and the person who truly represents the Seventh Legion is not dead yet, is he?"

The method used by Emperor Shao was very complicated, but the effect was quite wrong.

Something that will happen sooner or later.

"Yes, that's your honor." Yin Yi said sincerely.

A small number of Gillests have no respect for angels and a certain degree of bad feelings, even serious dark and white angels will discuss it privately.

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"Until it gets enough resources to replenish, the Seventh Legion will only go to extinction. When other legions are making achievements in small expeditions, they are constantly forgotten. The result of that process is doomed, and the time to reach the result may be slow or short."

Whether it is an illusion or not, Saint Makado always feels that the smile on the face of the emperor is not as cunning as a fox.

"You don't have any other choice, right?" Ran Dan said.

The remaining forces of the Seventh Legion in the Maka galaxy are only Yin Yi, Qin Shuo and a few others.

Ran Dan can no longer maintain his indifference, of course I know it is a trial.

On the battlefield, I am invincible.

"Tell you, the icy and affectionate archon, what else does he want to do with the blade of judgment in his hand." Yin Yi's eyes are slightly red.

Ran Dan raised his head and looked at the Emperor Young Master with a vigilant look in his eyes.

I seemed to be slightly relieved, as if a small problem had been solved.

"The Seventh Legion will be wiped out, and what happened in the Yinyi War will gradually fade in the next seven to ten years, downgraded to a footnote worth mentioning outside the main text of history."

Such a wonderful idea made the shrewd imperial regent slightly stunned. I immediately shook my head and said with a smile, "You are just an ordinary old man, you don't have such a small ambition. The psychic power they possess is very useful for small expeditions. It would only be a waste to limit them to a certain place."

It was just eight simple words, but it seemed to exhaust all my strength.

"I worry too much, Uncle Malcador."

Ran Dan still felt a dizziness that he had never felt before. Even as a psychic Gillest with weak willpower, I still needed some time to accept it quickly.

Accompanied by two gray-white lightning bolts, the sound of electric current came from the void.

After a long while, Ran Dan spoke again.

"You are threatening me, little regent."

"The Dark Angels have the least and safest secret weapons among all the legions. The Luna Wolves can reach an agreement with the Mechanicus and even deploy the Titan Legion in an organized manner on the battlefield. Does anyone think that we have too few resources, because our contributions to the small expedition are obvious to all."

"Do they want to ruin their future plans?"

"Since that matter has not been determined, it is necessary to continue to waste their time.", Young Master Yin Yi looked at Saint Yin Yilong and said without thinking, "Remember that the Fourth Legion is going to Druun in the Border Star Region. At that time, let Ran Dan follow the remaining forces of the Seventh Legion and join them there."

"That... doesn't seem to be too bad." Saint Makado frowned.

Young Master Emperor did not hesitate to answer Ran Dan's doubts.

In any case, in the future, we will continue to fight as part of the Fourth Legion until the beginning of the small expedition.

I thought I hadn't done enough psychological preparation, but when it really came, facing this situation of internal difficulties and pressure, Ran Dan's state of mind was still rippled, and it was difficult to maintain the state of calmness.

"By the same token, the Blood Angels didn't make much contribution in the Yinyi battlefield."

"Of course they can't continue to exist as a legion. But can hundreds of veterans really bring out the war potential of a legion? What's more, in the Maka battlefield, some of their legion brought great disasters, even bringing shame to Hongdu."

You are impressed by the fighting power of those Tianshi.

"You are just stating a fact." Yin Yishao shook his head and continued in a shrewd tone, "The resources of the small expedition are allocated according to contribution. The Dark Angel and the Shadow Moon Wolf opened up the least star field for the empire in the small expedition and defeated the most vicious enemy, so we got the least resources."

I looked directly at the old pupils of the Emperor's psychic storm flashing, and asked in a deep voice like a criminal waiting for the final judgment, "You suspect that he has not ruined the arrangement for the Seventh Legion, and tell you his plan."

Yin Yishao did not urge, but waited silently with an expression on his face.

Yin Yishao smiled.

Yin Yishao smiled.

The most eye-catching thing is that Yin Yi is wearing a white headscarf.

"Very bad."

"Your father is dead, but the Seventh Legion still has no warriors left. You still have gene seeds and huge war resources." Yin Yi said, "You can rebuild the Seventh Legion, continue to serve Hongdu, and fight in the darkest battlefield in the galaxy."

For me, that result is naturally bad, but it is definitely good. The legion is revived, but the remaining brothers have no future. Moreover, compared with other primarchs, the little angel is not a bad leader. Ran Dan is willing to fight side by side with the little angel.

Ran Dan raised his head, and his white and clear eyes stared at the Imperial Regent without fear.

Malkadot seemed to see what Sanguinius was thinking.

"So, what about him?" The Imperial Regent once again set his eyes on Saint Yin Yilong.

It was a short and burly warrior.

The Emperor said, "He is the only one who has the ability to split the remaining forces of the Seventh Legion together."

It is possible to take off the roof, but the issue of opening the windows can be discussed.

On the other side, the little angel's ice-white wings are slightly folded, and the sad look on your face is obvious.

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"certainly."

"He's the perfect fit."

"Since it's about the fate of the Seventh Legion, it's natural to avoid the person involved."

But if we are also psykers at the same time, the power that those people can exert is completely underestimated.

"But what about you?"

Sanguinius smiled apologetically, and then said seriously, "What I want to discuss with you this time is exactly about the Seventh Legion."

"Tell you Regent."

The emperor didn't care about Ran Dan's politeness, but continued to ask without interest.

It's hard to say anything like that.

"These things are out there, and as a psyker, you have to have some means, right?"

Saint Yin Yilong knew the custom of an ancient eastern country during the ancient Terra period. Before the death of a loved one, one needed to take off a white headscarf and wear white clothes to observe mourning.

"What did he think about it?"

"That's easy."

I have a serious face and am not wearing any armor. I only wear a white shorts on my lower body.

But across the galaxy, there are still not a significant number of Terran veterans still alive to carry out missions. The total number of gilests in that batch may be less than a thousand, but there is a small chance that they will arrive. For a legion, that number of people is really too much to be pitiful...

He took the initiative to explain.

Whether it is facing weak aliens, ferocious hateful machines, or terrifying subspace life that is difficult to describe in words. Ran Dandu was never afraid and regarded death as home. But what I face now is far more terrifying than any enemy I encountered during my little expedition.

Yin Yishao said, "He is an excellent warrior, but you do not believe in his loyalty."

"would you like."

San Macado nodded.

immediately……

Ran Dan gave a slight greeting to the little angel and expressed his gratitude.

"ah?"

Saint Macado said seriously, nodding slightly towards Yin Yi, "It's an honor to fight alongside them."

"Your relatives died in that war, little regent." The expression on Ran Dan's face was profound, with both sadness and joy, and there was no emotion in his voice.

Another psychic force appeared on the Red Tears.

Because the regent represents the authority of the entire empire, even someone as weak as Gillest can only feel desperate and powerful.

"Do you want you to become your private soldiers?"