Chapter 71 I'm Really Not Your Father

The founding Dark Angels, First Company, Pilgrim Squad.

As a member of the Inner Circle, Pilgrim Captain Monquin has heard some rumors.

Father is back.

All over the galaxy, there are legends about a "Warrior of the Emperor", a "Hooded Giant", and a "Giant Slayer". The giant walked out of the dense forest extending from the shadows and destroyed the enemies of the Empire one after another.

It is said that the Blood Angels have contacted this giant and obtained the Caliban Leaves.

The leaves of my hometown.

Many people in the Inner Circle have lost contact. They must hunt down and kill all the fallen angels before the possible return of their father, so that their father can get an absolutely loyal and spotless Dark Angel after his return.

Afterwards, my father will be able to gain more power under the Emperor's watchful eyes, until the Dark Angels are freed from the shackles of the Astartes Codex and return to the Astartes Legion at its peak during the Great Crusade.

The First Legion forever.

If the Dark Angels had fallen and the fact that the Lion King had fallen asleep was exposed, the First Primarch would be attacked and humiliated by the political system under the Regent.

And the human who saved him and called himself the Second High Lord of Terra.

It seemed that someone felt what Monqueen was thinking, and a distant voice came through the forest and shocked him.

Are all you imperial guards so reasonable?

In Monqueen's heart, compared with the purity of the First Legion, mortals are not worth mentioning.

A thin human in their eyes, wearing a hood, walked in the jungle and brought the dark angels inside every ship into the jungle, even including the fallen angels they were chasing.

And your father and your thirteenth uncle, according to the Emperor, have fought several rounds in a bathtub, and their brotherhood is better than before.

Monqueen's seriously injured body was supported by Ryan and landed in the land of the Caliban Forest that seemed to be real.

The Emperor's voice rang in Ikaros's ears, but it was obvious that he was not ready to come forward, and he wanted Ryan, who had obtained the ability of Ryan, to take the lead.

Monquin was ready for the collision. Their equipment was better, and the opponent's shuttles were temporarily assembled from the spaceport of Durya, and they were not as fast as themselves.

Your father didn't come to play with you the first time he came back, which was enough to explain the problem.

The signal repeater used in his power armor was able to transfer the Emperor's thoughts. It was the latest technology of Dora Kaur (or it might be the oldest), and it could connect to any imperial ship without distinction.

Ryan was relieved to see that Monquin was willing to ask and talk.

However, the power possessed by this mysterious man was indeed equivalent to their father. In other words, it didn't matter if they called him dad.

At this time, on the bridge of the Ambition-class ship from Durya, three Dark Angel exiles wearing nearly damaged power armor climbed up from the wet mud, watching the familiarity from their genetic memory gradually fade away, and the terrain of the nearby jungle returned to reality. They were on a bridge platform.

The exile warrior with an even more exhausted and weak face spoke:

The imperial guard really took action, and the long-handled sharp blade in his hand directly cut the front end of his shuttle, causing Monqueen to float in the universe.

"Hit them, and never let them escape."

Karl nodded and said, "The gene seeds we used in the operation are not pure, and many small war groups do not care about the consistency of the gene seeds. So when I completed the operation and realized that I was a dark angel, I was proud of it. Until, the secret from ten thousand years ago lingered in my mind. My gene seeds came from the rebellious party among the dark angels, that is, the fallen angels. But despite this, I still believe in my loyalty to the Emperor, and I have met two companions who have the same experience as me."

"My Lord, I'm sorry-I, I don't mean to be disrespectful."

Ikaros explained hurriedly, but the Emperor did not respond to him.

Obviously, the soldiers of the First Legion did not stop. Someone was asked by the Lion King that year, do you want to obey the Emperor's orders and wait for death, or use the think tank to open the situation.

After hearing the word "Second Terra", Monquin immediately became energetic and figured out Ryan's purpose.

Ryan had already jumped off the bridge. Many citizens of Second Terra who were still on the observation platform watched their high lord enter the space. Then the ship was covered by the familiar Caliban forest. If they were not forbidden to touch the forest itself, most people would have a few torn Caliban leaves in their hands.

"Forget it, I'll take these three people away. You should do what you should do. I've never seen such a stupid person like you."

He tried to connect to the other party's communication channel, but got no response. He could only watch the long blade easily penetrate his power armor and throw it away.

Faced with Ryan's scolding, the pilgrim team of the first company didn't know how to respond for a while.

Some of the dark angels today are completely unworthy of the name of Astartes.

Monquin couldn't believe what this person said. If these words were known to other members of the inner circle, I'm afraid that the beliefs of the past ten thousand years would be shattered.

The Space Marines of the Sixth Company, who knew little about the secrets of the Inner Circle, were even more confused. It sounded as if they had done something that angered God and man, and suddenly they were no longer loved by their mothers or their fathers.

However, as long as there is a one in 10,000 possibility that these descendants have inherited the information of those gene seeds, and may even be traced to the rebel Dark Angels, they must be completely eliminated.

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Regarding the fact that the ship was covered by primitive jungle, their first reaction was not that it was the erosion and bewitchment of subspace, but they firmly believed that this was the power of the original father's father.

Nowadays, the Council of Holy Terra has become the regent's official voice, and they must not let them take advantage of it.

It wasn't until all the dark angels gathered here that the human took off his hood and was not their father.

"Second Terra——! Yes, my father must have been taught by the Emperor to fight against Guilliman! Our First Legion is the most powerful military force in the empire. How can we be inferior to others after my father returns? Being directed by someone else!"

So Ryan kicked Monquin helplessly. Your idea could easily lead to the tragedy of Caliban in the end.

"Stop, sons of the Lion King."

Therefore, even if tracking the presence of Fallen Angels in a sector controlled by the Empire may attract the attention of other Space Marine Chapters, they must risk killing those three guys.

Ryan raised his brows and said curiously: "What a strange name. I thought you would be called Kal-El or Clark Kent. Forget it, do you know why the Dark Angels are chasing you?"

Monquin yelled that what happened just now was completely inconsistent with the training he had received in the inner ring, and caused a huge deviation in his psychology.

"Monquin, there are three ships approaching, one Ambition-class and two Rogue Trader ships."

Monquin gave the order. He wore Terminator power armor and drove the shuttle boat towards the Morning Eagle boat.

"I'll intercept it, and you destroy the target."

"you are--"

The Imperial Guards are all super soldiers made by the blood descendants of Terra through more rigorous surgeries than those of the Space Marines, and compared to the near-inhuman transformation of the Space Marines, the Imperial Guards have grown up with the yellow flag and roots that have been growing for thousands of years. Humans naturally look down upon Space Marines who are at risk of rebellion.

Isn’t the nature of the subspace they opened the same forest?

It's strange why there are forbidden troops here.

Although they only obtained the genetic seeds of those fallen angels by chance and were transformed, it was not the fallen angels themselves.

"In the name of the high lord, I will inform you of your origins."

If you can reason and explain things clearly, you have to start a fight, which is a waste of your own time.

Presumably the great Lion has established a second Terra in the galaxy, and wants to re-populate the human empire and make even more magnificent achievements than the regent!

"For thousands of years, your minds have become so dull. Is it because you only have those so-called secrets in your minds and don't care about anything else? You are Space Marines, used by the Emperor to defend the Empire of Man. The warriors are the targets of admiration by mortals, but now they are no different from the ugliness you call mortals!"

Ikaros pulled out his weapon as if he was throwing away a piece of garbage, and headed towards the ship of the Dark Angel battle team.

Ryan returned to the ship through the jungle of Caliban, leaving only a Caliban leaf on the Dark Angel's ship.

The veteran's body was recovering rapidly, and Ryan moved space to return to the main ship of these Dark Angels.

Monquin held the leaf tightly in his hand.

Okay, I'm done explaining my reasoning. Let's wait and see the reaction of these dark angels to see if they want to take action.

The strange thing is that there is an Ultramarine without a helmet, just wearing ordinary power armor, but his military rank is Chapter Master, which is really interesting.

"Then those dark angels investigated the source of your gene seeds from somewhere and started hunting you down, fearing that you would leak this secret. Alas, I didn't expect them to be so obsessed."

"In the name of the Emperor, you stop."

"This is not a sacrifice."

It seemed to be the engine of the modified Morning Eagle boat. The owner driving the boat was a figure taller than them and wearing dark power armor.

"Who are you-Father, why do you treat us like this!"

Brother, I asked you to reason and ask them to stop first, but as soon as you passed by, you stabbed a veteran wearing a Terminator and told them to stop.

If the existence of the Fallen Angels is known to mortals, even if the secret itself is not exposed, those hateful mortal politicians will definitely record the news and pass it to Holy Terra.

You subordinates are already thinking about letting the Lion King seize greater power. However, you are not Typhons, and your father is not as opinionated as Mortarion.

Ryan waved his hand, and the forest took away the three dark angels who supposedly inherited the gene seeds of the fallen angels, leaving the others where they were.

Ryan got straight to the point, regardless of the shock in these people's eyes, and continued:

"The secret of the First Legion is not a big deal. It is not an ugliness that the Dark Angels need to bear, but a shackles. If you regard it as the original sin of your birth, then you will never be able to get rid of this secret. If you only regard it as shackles, then after breaking away from the shackles, you will be free."

As a veteran of the First Company, his combat experience and physical fitness did not play any role in front of the imperial army.

Second Terra needs a banner, instead of asking the Emperor himself to tame these guys with insufficient IQ every time they encounter the Empire.

But it didn't matter. When these dark angels were also covered by the forest in their hometown, all the dark angels stopped and fell to their knees tremblingly.

But in order to buy time for his teammates, he was willing to sacrifice.

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Ryan said helplessly:

Seeing Monquin's increasingly agitated expression, Ryan said that there must be some serious illness in Monquin's head. Did all the fighting wisdom of this group of people be used in palace fighting?

This is the resonance from the gene seed, and even the Four Gods cannot stop this connection.

The Pilgrim's space shuttle moved faster and faster, approaching its target until they heard another terrifying roar.

However, these three exiled warriors all saw the terrifying strength of this forbidden soldier who killed a Terminator veteran with one knife, and they were even more wary of him.

Because the other party is also a veteran of ten thousand years, and even a forbidden soldier who has the opportunity to block Horus's attack for the emperor.

Ryan sternly scolded that Space Marines looked down on humans, but they were no different from humans when it came to being despicable.

"Ryan, you failed to reason. These degraded genetically modified soldiers are indeed rubbish."

If necessary, these ships can be destroyed.

"Don't call me daddy. Wait until your father comes back to deal with you personally. Even your grandfather can't stand what you're doing."

Moreover, this forbidden soldier took action as soon as he came up, so it was obviously difficult to prevaricate him. They might as well fight tooth and nail to get rid of those descendants of the fallen angels, and in the end the Imperial Guards will be unable to do anything to them without any evidence.

"The Supreme Lord of Second Terra, Ryan Will. I ask the inner circle to stop hunting the so-called sins that are not contaminated by Chaos. Ryan himself has gathered some pardoned people and granted them the qualification to continue serving the empire."

Ryan travels through the shadow of Caliban. He has used Ryan's abilities many times, but never met Ryan himself.

After that person answered incorrectly, he became the Headless Horseman.

Moreover, even if the Imperial Guards were wearing power armor, they would not be able to achieve space navigation speeds using ground vehicles in a space environment.

The Pilgrim Squadron belongs to the First Company, but this main ship is a destroyer of the Sixth Company of the Dark Angel "War" Regiment. It should be here to assist the Pilgrim Squadron in hunting down the Fallen Angels.

Beside him, two Ultramarines wearing Imperial-style power armor guarded the human on both sides.

Now that Guilliman is in power, his father must have the capital to be independent of the regent's command after his return in order to unleash the strength of the First Legion.

"Go back to Juyan, I have something important to report."

"In the name of your father and the Emperor, I absolve these three warriors of the sins they inherited. They themselves are not the Space Marines who rebelled back then, but warriors who have been tested and loyal to the Empire from various recruiting planets."

This was definitely an act of disrespect, and he could already foresee the possibility of the strange Imperial Guard slashing him with a knife.

"Icarus, let me remind you, the Space Marines are the creations of myself and the Lady Astartes."

For the sake of safety, it is the best option to directly crash the target's shuttle boat so that the fallen angels are destroyed before they are witnessed by people.

"Carl Kent, M41.435, serves in a battle group in the Nagia sector. One hundred and seventy years ago, a group of Dark Angels suddenly attacked me while I was on a mission, and I have been in exile ever since."

Ryan is the best candidate for this banner.

Icarus communicated with Ryan, while Rui was speechless for a while.

A message came from the radar, telling him to make a quick decision.

Behind Ryan, Icarus came back in the Morning Eagle boat. He took a detour this time and was in a good mood.