Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

"They are all here?"

Vito asked while standing in front of the window, overlooking the training square below. Under the newly completed Terra Palace, the Mechanicus had recently opened up this new building in a huge cave for the arrival of distinguished guests. area.

"Well, they're all here."

The Emperor came from the side, still wearing the heavy armor.

"I mean, aren't you tired of wearing this outfit all the time?"

Vitor asked and the Emperor shook his head.

"It's not tiring, and trust me, these armors are not as bad as you think. You should wear one."

"No thanks, I don't want to be like a tin can. The bigger it is, the easier it is to get shot, like you." Vito said, pulling out his gun and pointing it at the Emperor's head, who completely ignored the shot. Likewise, she walked to his side and looked down at the training field below with him.

There were about a dozen tall people there as Vito said. Some of them were shooting, some were competing with swords, and others were in the corner, busy with something.

"Why did we bring them here?"

Vito asked.

"Their legions have been waiting for them for many years. Are you not going to let them meet their own warriors?"

"The time has not yet come, and besides, many of them don't know Gothic at all and need to learn it again. Some people learn it very quickly, such as Guilliman and Lorgar. It didn't take them long to learn the profound language. Some of them communicated in High Gothic, while others, like Ruth, were a pain in the ass.”

"Indeed, fortunately, it's not me who teaches, nor you and I guess, it's really hard work for Maka, although he seems to have a good relationship with that wolf cub."

Vito said, looking at the swung swords below. They collided together in the air, making a harsh steel buzz. They were two tall warriors, who were demonstrating their famous skills in the training cage.

"They can learn a lot from each other. Maybe you can ask Guilliman and the others to teach the other brothers?"

Vito suggested.

"Hmph, let me ask you, what will be accompanied by learning between brothers?"

asked the Emperor.

"Progress together?"

"No, it's a fistfight. It's like a group of incompatible chemicals poured into the same beaker. Come on, we should go down. I guess it won't be long before we need to take action."

After the emperor said that, as if he had foreseen something, he turned and walked away. Vito looked at him with his arms folded.

They also followed, and in the square below them, the whistling sword slashed through the air and collided with the blade of a sharp long knife in the air. The dazzling sparks echoed with the deafening buzzing sound. , the sword was suddenly drawn back, and then struck again.

The long sword with a snow-white wolf head carved on the end was covered with many protruding spikes extending to the left and right. From the side, it looked like a swinging saw. It swung away at a rapid speed, with a sharp blade. It roared like a real wolf in the air.

Opposite it, the long-handled blade was rounded and waved under the pale light. It was like a rotating windmill, quickly approaching between the moon wolves, the long blade raised high, The two swords suddenly fell down like meteors and cut together. The huge air flow instantly blew up and hit the two people's faces.

The bald man among them looked at the black-haired man holding a long-handled sword. He smiled slightly, put away the sword and stood the hilt in front of him, "Ryan's evaluation of you is true. You are an excellent warrior. my brother."

"You're a good warrior too, brother."

The tall black-haired warrior retracted his long-handled sword. He held the crimson long-handled sword and stood it at his side. The bald brother opposite looked at the tall weapon and raised his head to look at the sword. The handle is engraved with a coiled blue dragon.

It was a lifelike flying dragon, different from the two-winged dragons he was familiar with, those evil dragons with four claws and fangs and huge mouths, those evil dragons that old nannies always used to scare children, what he saw in front of him was This dragon can only be described in one word, noble.

There is no scary breath on its face. The teeth are exposed in the slightly open mouth, and on both sides of the mouth, the distinctive long beard dances with its body. The slender dragon, Like a big snake, four giant claws coiled around the blade, soaring forward around it.

The bald brother held the sword in front of him, his hand clasped upside down on the hilt in front of him, looking at the shining lifelike scales on the green dragon's body and nodding in approval.

"That's a good sword, is it a sword? I don't recognize that weapon, brother."

"This is a traditional weapon from my hometown of Cathay. We call it the Green Dragon Sword. I think it may not exist anywhere else in this universe. After all, I have never seen a similar weapon since I came here."

As he spoke, he turned around and slashed off the long knife. The wide blade instantly broke through the air and stopped in mid-air. The roaring green dragon's scales shone with sparkling light. Its scales Some water was sprinkled on it, which was the sweat thrown up by the long braid of the tall black-haired man.

He raised the long-handled sword over his shoulder and turned to face his bald brother, who had a thick wolfskin draped over his shoulders.

"But the High Marshal said he had seen a similar weapon. What was his name?"

"Vito, you should remember his name, brother, after all, he will be our general from now on."

"I will not obey others casually. I have a connection with him and the Emperor. If they are worthy of my loyalty, then I will obey."

The bald brother showed a smile and stepped forward holding the hilt of his sword.

"So how did you get here? Bro."

"I had no other choice. I only had two options at the time, accept their help, or my home would be destroyed by the invasion of barbaric aliens, brother. Please forgive me, I forgot your name."

"Horus Ruperkar, you can call me Horus, my friends all call me that."

The black-haired man showed a smile. He stood the long knife at his side, then put one hand in front of him, making a unique greeting.

"I'm particularly honored to be your friend, brother, this is the first time we meet, my name is Zheng Guo."

"A special name, bro, what does that mean?"

Horus walked up to his unique brother and pressed his shoulders with light yellow skin. His skin color was very different from Horus's. Zheng Guo nodded and looked up at the Qinglong Sword in his hand. , looking at the soaring blue dragon flashing under the light above his head.

"Zheng Guo, in the language of my hometown, has the same pronunciation as the word "zhen" for "guarding". My father gave me this name, hoping that like him, I could protect my family and country, and protect the well-being of the people."

"Well, a meaningful name, brother, just like my name, Horus. This is the name of an ancient Egyptian god. It seems to mean the god of light, bringing light and hope."

"Hmph, it fits your impression very well, brother."

Zheng Guo pressed Horus' shoulders, and both of them smiled.

"But our father is the Emperor, brother, our common father."

"Yes, we are indeed brothers, but why are we so different?"

A voice said coming from the side. Horus turned his head and looked at the man with a smile.

"Hello, brother Fulgrim, and my noble angelic brother."

"Call me Sanguinius, Brother Horus, or as my friends call me, Gil."

The angel with a pair of snow-white wings came over. He was wearing a golden robe, and his hair, which was like the radiance of the sun itself, hung down on both sides of his face, showing a pair of truly extremely beautiful faces, even in this world. Even the best sculpture artists would probably be intimidated by it.

"Come on, Gil, I really doubt we're the only brothers here."

The silver-haired beauty next to him said that he was actually a man, but the word beauty was the most suitable. His face was as soft as a woman's, and his voice was unexpectedly soft and charming.

He raised his hands, and on the extremely luxurious purple robe he was wearing, a series of gems and gold buckles were lifted up and jingled in the air. His silver hair also fell on the gems on his shoulders. But the hair itself is more eye-catching than any gold and jewelry on his body.

"Look at these two guys. Although I have seen worse ones, are you sure I inherited the same blood?"

"Okay, Fulgrim, I know you are handsome. You don't have to tell everyone every time."