Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Zheng Guo held one hand on his chest and held a slender sword in the other hand. He turned his head to Horus, who also showed a gentle smile like that of a true brother.

"Let me introduce to you, brother, this Phoenix is ​​Fulgrim of the Third Legion, our beautiful and proud Phoenix. He thinks that he is his father's best son, hum, although I am skeptical about this. "

"There is no doubt, Horus, I am, his most perfect son."

Fulgrim stopped at the side. He clasped his hands on his chest. The smooth and open chest muscles were flawless, but compared with the appearance of him walking forward, it seemed to be overshadowed.

Horus looked at him and raised his hands proudly.

"And this is our most beautiful brother and my true friend, Sanguinius of the Ninth Legion."

"I'm honored, brother, and you, Brother Zheng Guo, it's an honor to know you."

Sanguinius bowed in salute to Zheng Guo. His posture was full of humility, which was in sharp contrast to the phoenix holding his head high and chest high, and made people feel more intimate. Zheng Guo showed a sincere smile to him.

"Me too, Brother Gil."

After hearing this, Sanguinius also showed a happy smile. That smile was so beautiful that it was alluring. Fulgrim on the side raised his hand and lifted up the soft silver hair in front of him.

"Have you seen your own warriors?"

"Our heir? Yes, I have seen it. I was the first to be found by my father. I have been fighting alongside him for more than thirty years."

"You still say I like to show off? Horus, now, stop telling us about your close bond with your father."

Fulgrim waved his hand and said disgustedly, but still had a smile on his face.

After seeing this, Horus also smiled at his approaching brother.

"Really? Then I hope that everyone can remember it like you do, especially Ryan of the First Legion."

"Why?"

Zheng Guo asked from the side, while Horus showed him a mysterious smile and said with a helpless smile.

"Because he is from the First Legion. This number ranks first."

"I don't understand something."

Zheng Guo continued to ask questions frankly. He did not hide his ignorance about this matter. Horus did not blame him, but held his shoulders enviously.

"That's your luck. You haven't seen Ryan arrogantly acting like an elder brother to us. He always said that his own knights are the best."

Horus was smiling. He stood the sword in front of him and stroked the upside-down wolf's head on the hilt.

"But he was wrong. My Luna Wolf warriors are the best."

"Don't boast so early. My Emperor's Children are not bad either, and they are destined to surpass you."

"Then I'm looking forward to seeing how you surpass me."

The two looked at each other and smiled, without showing any competitive hostility. The angel next to them also had a beautiful smile on his face, and he shook his head gently.

"I haven't met my offspring yet, but I hear they are trapped by a genetic curse."

Sanguinius said, and the beautiful face turned pale. The beautiful chopping was heartbreaking. Horus stepped off the fighting platform, landed in front of Sanguinius and held his shoulders.

"Don't worry, brother, we will find a solution to that curse with you, I swear to the Corsonia moon."

"And me, your descendants will definitely reach the same level of perfection as mine, except for this guy's."

Fulgrim stepped forward and stepped back from Horus, who always had a smile on his face. Sanguinius nodded to them, and that beautiful smile resurfaced.

"Thank you, brothers."

"Brothers don't talk about words of thanks. Besides, you are my best brother, the one who is most like me."

"That's a very high compliment, Phoenix. I didn't know you could praise others."

"Fuck you, you dirty wolf."

The three brothers stood together, all with smiles on their faces, and Sanguinius watched them both look back at the other brothers, who were elsewhere around, either talking or training alone. .

"I didn't see many brothers, where are they?"

"Magnus and Khalifas went to the library, you know them, and as for the rest, Guilliman and Lorgar went to discuss poetry, and Konrad, as always, was nowhere to be found, He's such a weirdo, I heard from Donne that he seems to be talking to himself."

"Well, Fulgrim, be gentle with our brother."

Horus came up and pressed Phoenix's shoulders. The latter shrugged and lifted up his hanging hair.

"Seriously, his name is weird. They all have weird names. Do you know what Khan's last name is? That name."

"Come on, Phoenix, your name is weird too."

Horus interrupted him with a smile. The latter glanced at Horus, with only a smile on his face, but then Fulgrim turned to the corner of the hall.

"And as for Dorne"

"Are you doubting me?"

A burly and resolute warrior stood up. He was wearing heavy armor, and his head was connected to many dense and intricate cables. He glared at the person in front of him and raised his iron fist.

"Say what you just said again!"

"Who is that?"

Zheng Guo jumped down and asked. He approached Horus, who glanced at him and sighed. He crossed his arms and raised his head to signal to the person in the distance.

"Perturabo of the Seventh Legion."

Horus of the Sixteenth Legion answered his question.

"The Tyrant of Olympia?"

The beautiful angel asked softly, his voice was expectedly gentle, as if no malice in the world could penetrate him. Zheng Guo frowned with a strange expression.

"The Tyrant of Olympia?"

"I heard that our brother was very ruthless, cruel and mean in his hometown. He killed his sister. Although some people say it was unintentional, but hum, you'd better not mention his name in front of him."

"What's his name?" Zheng Guo asked.

"For your own good, it's better not to know." Fulgrim replied.

Zheng Guo looked in that direction and pointed at another soldier. He was sitting in front of Perturabo. He was calm beyond expectation. He buried his head and meticulously maintained the weapon in his hand, the huge bolter, and took it apart. Part by part, carefully study the structure.

"who is he?"

"He? Rogal Dorn of the Seventh Legion, a silent warrior."

"You mean boring, right? That guy is just a rock. I invited him for a drink before. What do you think he said?"

"What did you say?"

"Besides drinking alcohol, it is harmful to your health. It has no benefits. You'd better get rid of this bad habit."

Sanguinius smiled bitterly and shook his head, crossing his arms in front of him.

"He's a good guy, but he doesn't know how to talk."

"You're pretty good at it, you see, we're quarreling again."

"Say it again!"

Perturabo held the warhammer tightly, and a dazzling bolt of lightning jumped out from the gap between the separated warhammers. Dorn glanced at him and turned around to continue assembling the firearm.

"You can't make the best weapon, because it doesn't exist. Just like you, you can't be the best."

"I am the best! My father's best son!"

"No you're not, no one is."

"Say it again!"

"You have many flaws and you'd better look at yourself."

Perturabo roared and raised his war hammer, but just as he was about to hit Dorn's head, a harsh roar interrupted him. Perturabo turned his head and saw the man who was knocked away. Russ, he fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood and then got up, picked up the double ax in his hand and laughed.

Horus frowned suddenly. He looked at Angron, who was rushing towards him. He was like an out-of-control tank holding a battle ax and rushing towards Russ. The latter had no intention of dodging and wiped away There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he spread his arms as if to hug Angron.

"Come on! Let me see if you are that powerful."

"ah!!!!"

Angron raised his blood-red battle ax, with the crossed hammer attached to the axe. Fulgrim held his chin and looked at the violent weapon.

"It's really the same thing as him."

"Why did they start fighting?"

"How do I know? Ask them, Zheng Guo, they are barbarians, primitive people, do you understand?"

Fulgrim looked at the ax with interest.

"That weapon is more interesting. I seem to have seen that symbol. It is the work of Ferus? Hmm, interesting."

"Stop watching the fun and think of a solution. Should we let them kill each other here?"

Sanguinius said worriedly, and he wanted to step forward to stop them, but was held back by Horus, who shook his head and raised his head to gesture forward.

"No, the people who care about them are here."

"enough!"

A roar interrupted them, and a man suddenly appeared between them, and then fired a powerful pulse wave to both sides. Angron and Russ were knocked to the ground at once.

"We brought you here to enhance brotherhood, not to kill each other."

The short man stood between the two giants. Although he was not as tall as them, his aura was enough to suppress everyone. Zheng Guo frowned slightly and looked at him.

"Vito."

"Yes, you remember his name this time."

"You two idiots, what are you doing here?"

Vito stood between Russ and Angron with his hands on his hips. Angron climbed up from the ground with an axe, and roared at Russ.

"Get out of the way! I'm going to kill this loser!"

"If you have the ability, come and let me see if you can do it."

Russ raised his ax and smiled provocatively. Angron roared and strode over. Vito looked at him and sighed silently, then walked up. He lowered his head and rubbed the back of his head as he approached Angron. , the latter roared and raised his sharp battle ax, and struck Vito on the head.

The latter raised his hand and caught Angron's ax with two fingers. The latter held the battle ax and wanted to pull it out, but was tightly controlled. Vito raised his head and looked at him speechlessly. he.

"You want to kill me, but you're not even close to getting angry."

After that, Vito pushed with his fingers, and Angron was pushed back a few steps. He stood still holding the axe, and bared his teeth fiercely at Vito, while Russ behind him laughed. He laughed loudly, picked up the ax and rushed over, but just after he ran a few steps, he was hit in the face by an iron fist. The wild wolf's face instantly twitched and deformed, and then flew out.

Russ fell in front of Dorn and Perturabo, who raised the hammer. They both raised their heads and looked in the direction of the iron fist. There was smoke on the fist, and his master took it back.

"Father."

Horus said with a frown. He looked at the Emperor who retracted his fist and looked at the faint smoke rising from it. He raised his head and scanned the people in the hall.

"You look very energetic and eager to try, right? Very good, let's see how much strength you claim to have weighing in."

"Vito, find a place where no one is around and show them your skills."

"You and me? Demonstration of nuclear weapons?"

Vito smiled with his arms crossed, while the Emperor snorted and looked up at the Primarchs in the hall.

"Isn't this just right? Call everyone and it's time to teach them the first lesson."