Traveling Through the Warhammer World, but I Didn’t Cry

Chapter 861 I Want to See His Cub

Stunus was filled with emotion, and Fulgrim in the Ark was equally melancholy.

He stared at the emblem of the Iron Hands warship through the screen, and suddenly shouted, "I want to see Ferrus's children."

Poof!

After hearing this, Lin Fan spit out the old Coke that had been poured into his mouth. He looked at Fulgrim seriously and said, "Are you serious? Or is it just a thought."

"I am serious." Fulgrim stroked the screen with his hand, "I want to see Ferrus's children and communicate with them."

"Communicate?" Perturabo's voice came out through a skull-shaped drone. When he was busy in the control center, he used the drone and sound array system to communicate with Lin Fan and the Primarch.

The drone's horn continued to vibrate, and Perturabo was using reason to weave the scene of Fulgrim meeting the Iron Hands.

"The first second you meet, the Iron Hands will realize that you are Fulgrim. The prince of Slaanesh who killed their father, the damned traitor who betrayed the Empire. Then they will drive out the mobile fortress in large numbers, and only when you are crushed to death under the tracks will their anger slightly dissipate."

It was quite strange when Perturabo said this to Fulgrim. After all, he was also a traitor, and the damage he caused to the Empire during the rebellion was comparable to Fulgrim. If you insist on saying that he is better than Fulgrim in one aspect, it is that he and his men will not rape cannon fodder.

The Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists can be said to have a deep hatred. The attacks and contests between the two sides have never stopped in the past ten thousand years. Although there are a few moments when the two mortal enemies choose to fight together, it is not enough to fundamentally shake the eternal hatred.

This is Dorn's return, and he can suppress his offspring. Otherwise, the fanatics of the Black Templars will scream the moment they see Perturabo, and will not stop until Perturabo's head is chopped off. After all, as one of the oldest chapters in the history of the Empire, the library of the Black Templars preserves a considerable number of historical documents, and they have a relatively clear understanding of things such as the Great Crusade and the Great Heresy.

In the Weepers, the relationship between the Space Marines who have completed the operation with Perturabo's gene-seed and the Space Marines who have completed the operation with Dorn's gene-seed is not bad, thanks to the following points.

First, the conflict between Perturabo and Dorn is no longer as sharp as before. Although the two still quarrel and fight over some things in private, at least it will not evolve into a large-scale exchange of fire with the legion.

The second point is that the culture of the Weepers is relatively gentle. They are a rare chapter that treats mortals as human beings, which is a very precious and luxurious trait in this war-torn galaxy.

There are many monsters in the galaxy that are too redundant to talk about morality. In order to defeat them, the Space Marines must abandon their weak human nature. The large number of transformation operations that have been lost requires the chapter to select new recruits with higher quality. Most of the warbands that have the conditions will maintain the civilization level of the conscription world in a barbaric state. There is no need to elaborate on how powerful the mortals who can survive in such a cruel environment are.

The cruel universe forces cruel behavior, the barbarity of civilization leads to spiritual poverty, and the strength of the body provides soil for the growth of arrogance.

Many Space Marines and even their warbands have a sense of arrogance towards mortals. They regard the mortals working in the Imperial Hive as not much better than ants. They can fight for mortals and consider how to attack to reduce casualties out of their sense of honor and responsibility. This is fundamentally different from the attitude of the Weepers towards mortals.

Life is the currency of the Emperor. We are just guarding the treasury for the old Emperor. Don't let the banknotes be taken by demons to play with. As for whether these coins are wrinkled, I don't care.

The third point is that the Weepers Warband had suffered huge losses before meeting Lin Fan and the Primarch. When the senior leaders of the group were basically dead, they saw the possession of the God-Emperor.

As Perturabo said, it is better to build a new one on its ruins than to renovate the dilapidated fortress.

The Space Marines are bound together by gene seeds and brotherhood, and are united by blood. The descendants of Sanguinius value the purity of gene seeds more than anything else. They are proud and noble for being the descendants of Sanguinius. So they will instinctively reject Space Marines with other blood in their own chapter.

But as I said just now, the Weepers are almost dead. There are very few people who can object to Perturabo's change of the Weepers to a mixed chapter. Of course, even if there are objections, Perturabo will give him some psychological counseling.

The God-Emperor possessed the survivors of the Weepers again, and after a few times, they became firm supporters of the mixed chapter, firmly believing in the truth that unity can break iron.

With the guidance of supporters, the new recruits who have completed the transformation with the gene seeds of different Primarchs will naturally become warriors with physical fitness and ideological realm in this kind of brotherly and respectful environment.

Now Fulgrim said that he was going to chat with the Iron Hands, which was as dangerous as Perturabo going to stroll in front of the Black Templars without Dorn's control.

Maybe it was more dangerous, after all, Perturabo had no record of killing Dorn. The hatred from the Black Templars must be a level lower than that from the Iron Hands.

"Ahem. How about we talk about it later? The Iron Hands will really open fire when they see you." Lin Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and persuaded Fulgrim with Perturabo not to act without authorization.

Fugen looked back at Lin Fan, his beautiful eyes were full of determination, "I will take care of it, believe me. Instead of hiding it, it is better to tell the truth in advance. Isn't this the point you have always insisted on?"

Lin Fan scratched his head, "Okay, I hope you really know what you are doing. Jaghatai will accompany you, oh yes, and Captain Korvin."

"Why? I can understand Jaghatai, but why is Korvin? Do the Raven Guard and the Iron Hands have a good relationship?"

"Well. This is a long story. You will know when you go there."

"Okay."

After a while, in the connecting corridor between the Mechanical Ark and the Iron Hands flagship.

"Let's communicate here?" An Iron Hands captain whispered beside Stunus, and the faint sound of electromagnetic flow of mechanical equipment scanning the surrounding environment did not stop for a moment.

"Let's communicate here, Wicks." Stunus replied, and the voice came from the metal pipe on his face. As the captain of the Iron Hands, Stunus's existence fully proved the Iron Hands' outstanding talent in mechanical transformation.

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