Chapter 715, How About I Come to Be the Regent

The atmosphere under the open-air camp began to become weird. The wind from the great forest blew through the entire forest, and the swaying of the leaves could be heard endlessly. After Fulgen spoke, the atmosphere of several Primarchs became not quite right. When Fulgrim proudly said Announcing their desire for support, the primarchs looked at each other and fell silent.

Forgan frowned slightly, and he urged everyone to express their views with his eyes.

"Okay! I support you!" Luo Jia was the first to express his opinion. The Primarch of the Word Bearers, who was wearing a tattered robe with golden scriptures glued on top and bottom, was the first to stand up. Luo Jia raised his golden hands. The eagle scepter said excitedly: "I support you, my brother, let it go, I will always be your solid backing! Conquer Nottingham, and the sky will destroy Guilliman!"

Sure enough, Luo Jia definitely supported him unconditionally. Fulgen smiled and nodded upon seeing this. There is no doubt about this. Since Luo Jia supports him, Angron, who has the best relationship with Luo Jia, must also support him unconditionally.

Angron listened to Lorgar the most, and the two sides established an excellent friendship during the Great Rebellion.

By analogy, Ryan, who has the best relationship with Angron, must also support himself!

That's three votes!

"Is there anyone who wants to be regent these days?" This was Clarkson's reaction, and the Primarch of the Raven Guard complained, and then gave up: "I think Guilliman is doing a good job now, there is no need to replace He, after the Horus Rebellion, was the one who led the rebuilding of the empire, and after his father returned, he was also the first Primarch to be awakened, and was appointed by his father as regent, I think he is the most suitable."

"That's right, my father appointed Guilliman as Regent of the Empire, but he didn't appoint him for re-election." Fulgan retorted: "I mean, he can serve for one term until the end of his Indomitable Expedition. I also want to When all the things in this series are over, I will also be in office at that time. Clarkson, don’t be like this, saying that your father has appointed Guilliman to take office. At that time, you still have to listen to everyone’s opinions. According to Terra’s basic law To elect, to create, to decide who will be the Regent, right?"

Obviously Fulgrim is better at talking, Clarkson thought about it carefully and felt that Fulgrim was right, but he still shook his head, expressing his firm support for Guilliman: "I still support Guilliman."

Fulgan was not surprised by Clarkson's attitude. He also knew that Clarkson and Guilliman had a close relationship, so he turned his eyes to the dark-faced Jonson and Vulkan.

"Hey~ hey hey, I don't care about this, it doesn't matter who is the regent, I think it's fine whether it's you or Guilliman." Vulkan smiled politely, scratched his head, and held up his Weapon Dawnbringer: "Brother, where is your armor? Let me help you recast and forge it to strengthen it!"

"At Dazhang, walk along this road and turn right.

There is a lizardman's forge nearby, and my father has already agreed with Lord Crocker that we can borrow it at any time. "Fulkan thought that Vulkan was indeed a guy who didn't take care of things, so he pointed to the way, and Vulkan quickly slipped away with a polite smile on his face.

Fine, a neutral one.

"Traitors have no right to speak." Zhuang Sen said coldly, "You stinky brother, I'm not interested in discussing this with you."

"Traitor? Oh, that's right, I did do a lot of wrong things, and I feel ashamed because of it, and I'm working hard to atone for my sins." Forgan sneered: "I admit that I am guilty, and I have repented for it. If you don't believe me, you can ask Father? As if you also asked your father to ask forgiveness for something indescribable and non-existent after waking up?"

"...!" Zhuang Sen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he reached out to touch the giant sword behind him.

In a blink of an eye, Clarkson stopped him: "Jonson! Don't let me remind you a second time!"

"Who do you support, Jonson?" Fulgan said without fear in the face of Jonson's black face, "Tell me, just give me an answer."

"I'm not interested in participating in the battle between you and Guilliman. Whoever you and Guilliman want to be regent can be the regent, and it has nothing to do with me." Knowing that the emperor still has tasks for Fulgrim, Jonson let go of his grip The hand holding the hilt of the sword: "Since you want to fight, then go for it."

Very good, neutral is the second one, and Fulgrim is very satisfied. He originally thought that Jonson might side with Guilliman, but now that Jonson chooses neutral, it is another victory for Fulgrim.

However, this victory was expected. According to Fulgen's analysis, Jonson is not interested in the regent at all. What he is interested in is only the position. It is not surprising that he will remain neutral.

Fulgan's upright words made the atmosphere of the original chat impossible. Vulcan went to the forge, and Clarkson went not far away to carefully browse the abandoned stone pillars and murals. Luo Jia was very interested Chatting with the accompanying skink priests, asking about the gods and ancient sages they believe in, as well as the belief requirements and taboos of the snake god Sotek, as for Jonson, he found a tent and went in for meditation. Fulgrim was the only one left in the clearing.

Obviously, Lorgar, Angron, and Ryan will all be my staunch supporters. According to this calculation, there must be Dorne and Magnus who support me. This is what Fulgan thought, because Dorne clearly opposed Guilliman scriptures, and Magnus and Russ have a bloody feud.

As for Guilliman's staunch supporters, it should be Clarkson, Khan, Russ and the possible future Sanguinius. Russ and Khan should undoubtedly be Guilliman's supporters, and Sanguinius Personal relationship with Guilliman is also excellent.

The neutral ones include Jonson, Vulcan, and possibly Petrabo and Mortarion in the future. Among them, Mortarion can definitely fight for it. This poor guy just wants a home! Then give it to him!

Six to four, three abstentions, it will be my victory! Fulgan analyzed it carefully, and finally smiled.

You wait, Guilliman, I will prove that I am much better than you!

"Ding~dang~" Beside the ancient sage forging furnace of the lizardman, a big black man is using his own hammer to help Fulgen recast and forge a new armor. His hammer is burning with the power of flames, that It was crimson infernal fire, and Fulgrim's original purple phoenix plate was being gradually reforged on top of his violent hammer blows and colored flames from the Old Ones.

Because Vulkan is about four meters tall, and his complexion is as black as black jade, the movement of the forging is huge, and the shape is extremely oppressive. The soldiers of the Ash Legion attracted by his forging action only dared to look at it from a distance, Not daring to get close, everyone is talking about this big black man, and many people suspect that Vulkan is very likely to be a Kurgan, because only the Kurgan who is closest to the chaotic wasteland and has undergone chaos mutation can have such a height, Although there is news that Vulcan is the brother of Fulkan's army commander, everyone expresses disbelief, until someone confirms that Fulkan called his brother to Vulkan, everyone is still discussing that this must be a half-brother Brothers.

In this way, everyone watched the big black man continue to forge for two hours.

Everyone was a little scared, but watching Vulkan inject the power of lava and flames into the plate armor, the colorful forging flame of the Old Sage was tamed into a salamander spinning in the air under Vulkan's hammer , everyone was amazed at the forging technology of this big black man, but no matter how everyone shouted and pleaded, Vulkan turned a deaf ear and focused on his forging behavior all the time, fine sweat soon appeared on his forehead Zhu: "Scatter!"

"Boom!" The messenger of dawn fell, and the flames rushed into the sky. The crowd onlookers were startled and quickly dispersed. After discussing for a while, they finally gave up on the crowd and left one after another. There were only a few helpers left Lizard.

Until a Britannian knight slowly approached, he ignored the waves of flames and was not afraid of Vulkan's anger, and said in a tone of appreciation and approval: "Good craftsmanship."

"..." Vulkan concentrated on helping Fulgrim recast the armor.

"Sir, I'm talking to you." The expedition knight wore a gentleman's uniform made of simple canvas and linen, with long golden hair hanging from the back of his head, and the hilt of the two-handed broadsword behind his back was as bright as new.

"..." Vulkan still ignored the people coming, he suddenly hit Fulgan's armor with a hammer, and a dark red blazing sun spewed into the air directly!

"Mr. Vulcan!" The person yelled, "Can you help me recast a new armor and long sword? Mr. Vulkan?!"

Ten minutes later.

"Who is this person?" Vulkan finally stopped his movements, and he looked at his results with satisfaction. The Primarch of the Salamander Legion raised his head and looked at the Britannian knight in front of him.

"I'm Julius-Kumani-Antri-De-Winfort, do you remember me? We met before!" Julius raised his head and said loudly to Vulcan: "Brother Ryan When we got married, I was Surya's brother! Remember?"

"Oh! I remembered, you are Ryan's uncle!" Vulcan froze for a moment, he patted his head, and finally remembered, Uncle Hei immediately showed a standard polite smile: "Brother, How are you doing recently? What's the matter?"

"I ask you, can you help me recast my plate armor and great sword?" Julius said politely with a little arrogance in his voice: "I think your craftsmanship is very good, Can you do me a favor? I can provide raw materials and pay you!"

"Of course! Ryan's uncle, the Salamander is at your service!" Since it is Ryan's uncle, Vulkan naturally had no second choice. He immediately signaled the lizardman to re-blow the wind and re-ignite the forging furnace: "Take the armor Come, give me the sword together, tell me, how do you want to recast it?"

Seeing this, Julius immediately took off the two-handed broadsword behind his back, and sent it along with the armor, and also sent a lot of meteorite and mithril raw materials. He said his request, and Vulcan was naturally full of it. Yes, at the end, Julius asked, "How much, Mr. Vulcan?"

"Hey~ hey hey, no money, it's okay, this time it's free service." Vulcan smiled innocently, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, full of good feelings: "We are all relatives, talking about money is sad."

But Julius insisted on giving: "No, the lady taught me not to do this, so I will give you a hundred gold crowns made by our Ash Legion! This is all my savings."

"...Then just give me eighteen." Vulcan took the small bag, ordered eighteen, and returned the rest to Julius. He put Julius' armor and giant sword back On the anvil: "Okay, let's start~"

"Ding~clang~"

A few days later, the Emperor emerged from the Great Pyramid at Itza.

"Fulgan!"

"Father?"

"The Sunfire Talisman is within the maelstrom of the Burial Ship Cemetery, but my power will disintegrate the entire maelstrom, so that we will never be able to find where the Sunfire Talisman is." The Emperor told Fulgan: " Therefore, the task of retrieving the Sunfire Amulet is entrusted to you. Let those dwarves help you build a naval fleet to destroy the undead in the burial ship cemetery and get that thing back. You know what to do, I I have already designed new blueprints for you and your legion, and I have brought an additional 30 emperor gene seeds this time, and make good use of it and the big hatching pool of the Old Sage!"

"yes!"