Chapter 123 123, Vulkan? !

After the expedition fleet's repeated pursuit, Leviathan's tendrils were all cut off, and the remaining parts gathered among the stars, escaping the galaxies around Baal at the fastest speed, and disappeared in the vast Milky Way.

"Your Highness Dukel, Leviathan has not been completely destroyed. Should we continue to pursue?"

Dante asked excitedly after seeing the Hive Fleet escape. At this moment, the Blood Angel's eyes were red, and the fangs in his mouth were unconsciously sticking out.

Dukel looked at him, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke,

"Let's stop here, there is no need to kill them all."

"Why?" Dante, who was full of murderous intent and ready for a bloody battle, asked in confusion after hearing the words of the Primarch.

In fact, his previous inquiries were just routine questions, and he did not think that Dukel would really stop the pursuit; he could feel that the prince's heart was still churning with endless fighting spirit.

After hearing his inquiry, the Primarch did not speak, but looked at the black power sword in his hand.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this power sword is still dark, but Dukel can clearly perceive that the malice in it has weakened a lot.

"I forged these painful blades with the darkness in the human heart, but now, the malicious light it emits has dimmed."

"Perhaps the remaining power in it is enough to completely kill Leviathan, but I can't do this. For the sake of the empire, I must retain a certain amount of evil."

Dukel raised the painful blade and looked at Dante and said.

"How can it be so?" Although Dante couldn't understand it, he roughly understood some of it, so he was even more puzzled.

"Shouldn't these darknesses be endless?"

Dukel also sighed at this moment,

"Humans, you are still too kind."

After sighing, Dukel returned to the Fire of the Heart and stood on the deck of this expedition fleet. He saw the empty and cold space full of wreckage after the war. In many galaxies ignited by the flames of war, countless corpses and warship wreckage floated in the vacuum.

Some of these corpses and the wreckage of interstellar battleships are human, while others are alien.

Dukel has long been accustomed to such scenes.

In this gloomy 41st millennium, the position of the human empire as the galactic overlord is in jeopardy. The Chaos Gods spread fear and destruction among the stars, and the hungry demon army broke through the barrier between reality and the subspace.

Hostile alien races launched attacks on many worlds in the human empire. In this universe, there is only war.

Everything is destroyed in war, and reborn in the flames of war.

The only hope for the survival of the human empire is also war, destroying all powerful enemies in war, and eliminating all internal troubles in war.

"Let's go! Go to the galaxy where the Bone Crusher is."

"Follow your will, Your Highness!"

Accompanied by Dukel's will, thousands of engines roared, flashing tail flames like stars, and the expedition fleet once again broke through the barrier of the physical universe and shuttled through the bizarre subspace.

Suddenly,

A black crow feather floated in front of Dukel, then stretched out its muscles and bones, and turned into a complete raven.

"Dukel, you have to be careful. I can be sure that the coalition of the four gods is preparing a terrible conspiracy. I saw the demons digging mountains, smashing stars, condensing underground lava, and forging countless terrible creations. Abaddon summoned a large number of dimensional blacksmiths to make unprecedented, terrifying demon engines."

The Lord of the Dark Raven issued another warning to the Primarch.

This is his second warning.

Dukel's expression gradually became solemn. Although he was not sure what kind of terrifying creation the demons had made - but the fact that the Lord of the Dark Raven could not help but issue warnings one after another was itself a sign of extreme danger.

"You should also be careful."

Dukel reminded.

This time, he was really a little worried about Clarks' safety. Although the Lord of the Dark Ravens had awakened the essence of the subspace and could transform into a shadow at any time, and was almost an unsolvable existence in the subspace, there was no guarantee that the Four Gods Alliance would not set a vicious trap for him.

However, after thinking that Clarks also held part of his essence in his hands, he gradually felt relieved.

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After sailing for several days, the expedition fleet passed through the nodes of the real universe and arrived at the galaxy where the Bone Crusher was located.

The number of orcs in this galaxy has reached a point that is enough to terrify the Imperial Military Affairs Department. The overwhelming orc warships almost wrapped up the worlds one by one, and the symbols of overlapping heavy wheels were carved everywhere.

In the world where the Bone Crusher is located, even the light of the star has been obscured by the huge battle moon. All the creatures in the world can see the huge totem mark of overlapping heavy wheels radiating from the shadow of the star as long as they look up.

At this moment, in an independent conference room in this world.

"Sarakka, what is 1000-7?"

Duker sat in a chair in the conference room and asked directly.

"22!"

As the Primarch's voice fell, the Bonebreaker's brain didn't even react to what the other party said, his body instantly straightened, and he answered instinctively.

At the same time, his eyes lost their spirit and became empty and numb.

Although this orc warlord had received the blessing of Dugo and had experienced countless wars, he had become extremely powerful, but in front of the Primarch, he was still the same as before, as if everything had returned to the interrogation room of the Heart Fire a few years ago.

If this scene was spied by others, it would definitely shock others. Unfortunately, in this conference room, the Primarch and the warlord were having a private conversation, and even their guards were not allowed to approach.

The People's Sons War Group is still stationed in this world. Because there is no military supply, they have been hungry for a long time and are studying whether it is more cost-effective to eat soil directly or grow some food from the soil.

But at this moment, they saw a dense number of Imperial aircraft descending from the sky, which made their hearts excited suddenly-

"Emperor, finally see the Imperial troops."

"I have never felt that our compatriots are so kind. Maybe we can use the bolter bullets to exchange some food with them."

"Brother, where do we get the bolter bullets?"

"Then what do we have? How about selling some power armor?"

"Don't be silly. Our power armor is not worth much. Let's ask the chapter leader. After all, in trading, we can't look at what the other party wants, but what we have."

"Hey, where is the chapter leader? He won't go begging with empty hands, right? Don't we have anything?"

The chapter leader of the Sons of the People naturally didn't know that his brothers were wailing because of his disappearance. He had lurked near the Bone Crusher camp.

He had an intuitive hunch that this sudden arrival of the Imperial fleet was most likely the "monster" in the mouth of the Bone Crusher that he had been waiting for.

While he was waiting, a Thunderhawk fighter flew straight towards the Bone Crusher camp. Before the aircraft landed, the commander of the People's Sons was shocked to find that the orcs on the ground were trembling unconsciously.

Even the heavily armored orc bosses were no exception. As if the fighter plane was carrying some kind of monstrous beast, all the orcs trembled as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Then, he saw a tall figure walking down from the Thunderhawk fighter, with long hair like ink, a cold face, and a cloak billowing like a sea of ​​blood - this was the figure that the commander had seen in the illusion of the Sky Eagle emblem!

The appearance of this figure made the whole world seem to have turned into a battlefield of endless fighting, and endless fighting spirit, accompanied by the hot blood in the heart, erupted violently.

And deep in his genes, he was also giving him a hint,

"This is actually a Primarch."

In a short time, he recognized that this was a son of the Emperor, the brother of his genetic father.

The People's Sons Chapter Leader saw the Primarch and Bonebreaker walk into the conference room together. After an hour of secret conversation, the two walked out again.

Although he didn't know what they said, he could see that the Bonebreaker who appeared again had a lot of fighting spirit in his eyes, and seemed to have the determination to fight to the end of the universe.

"Sarakka, I hope that when we meet next time, you will be an Orc Emperor." Duker said to the Orc warlord in front of him.

"Hmph, under Brother Du's watch, the Orks will tear apart all enemies." Bonebreaker said coldly, with an arrogant look, "One day, Brother Du's great waaagh expedition will scare even enemies outside the galaxy!"

After saying this, Bonebreaker seemed to have suddenly thought of something and continued,

"By the way, big monster, there are still a group of small shrimps stationed in this world. After I showed them the beautiful badge, they have been waiting here, as if they want to see you."

After saying this, Bonebreaker left in a hurry.

The orc warships that covered the sky and the sun set sail again, the battle moon followed the orcs away, and the starlight fell again.

After the warlord left, Duke went to see the interstellar war group stationed in this world.

At the first sight of this war group, this legion left a deep impression on him.

This may not be the most powerful war group he has ever seen, but it is definitely the poorest one.

"Sons of the People Chapter Captain Santong reports to you, sir!"

——Sons of the People?

Dukel thought about it. This was a chapter he had never heard of, but this was normal. The Empire now has thousands of Space Marine Legions. It is impossible for him to have heard of every one of them.

Then he looked at the other party's power armor,

"Is this what you wear in the war?"

The other party's power armor looked decent, but the Primarch could tell at a glance that it was just a showpiece. It was assembled from a pile of rags and then sprayed with the paint of a new power armor.

"What are those bureaucrats in the Ministry of the Interior doing? How can they let brave warriors march to the battlefield like this?!"

Dukel was surprised. In the camp of the Sons of the People, he didn't even see the existence of military supplies. Only a few Space Marines had weapons, and there was almost no ammunition.

"This"

The commander of the Sons of the People embarrassedly said the reason why their chapter was not recognized by the Empire.

"Soldiers fighting for the Empire were rejected by corrupt officials?" Dukel was so angry that he laughed, and a bloody murderous aura appeared on his face.

The two were walking in the legion camp of the Sons of the People. Suddenly, Dukel's eyes suddenly froze, as if he saw someone who should never appear.

"Vulcan?!"

Dukel couldn't help but speak.

In his field of vision, a giant with a height of more than three meters, black skin and red eyes was carrying supplies dropped from the Fire of the Heart.

The other party's appearance was no different from the brother in his memory, but there was a big difference in height.

In his memory, Vulcan was the tallest among the Primarchs, with a body of about six meters.

But the one in front of him was similar to Guilliman

For a moment, Dukel was a little unsure whether he had made a mistake, after all, even the genes in his body did not react at all.

Moreover, Dukel looked at these Sons of the People. These Space Marines should all be descendants of Salamanders.

If it was really Vulcan, it would not make sense for the descendants to sit on the chairs to rest while the old father carried the supplies himself.

"Who is this?" Dukel pointed at the other party and asked.

"Brother Forge is a mortal servant of our legion and also our comrade-in-arms." The Son of the People replied.

"Let me see him." Dukel said.

"Yes, Your Highness."

As the voice fell, a Son of the People quickly brought this mortal servant who looked like Vulcan over.

The other party stood in front of the Primarch, looking confused and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Where are you from?" Dukel asked.

"Your Highness, he seems to have lost his memory and doesn't remember what happened before."

The man who looked like Vulcan was slow to speak, and the Son of the People beside him explained for him.

Lost his memory?

Yes, Vulcan is an immortal, he will not really die, but he will lose his memory when he is reborn.

Dukel surged with the power of his mind, trying to use it to peek into the other party's heart.

But at the moment when the power of his mind surged in, with the other party as the medium, his consciousness was instantly brought to a spiritual realm.

And this is actually-

Orc Network!

Vulcan's will established a spiritual connection with Duke here.

"Dukel, you actually revived? Brother, I really didn't expect that this new god of the Orcs was actually your incarnation?!"

Vulcan's shocked voice sounded.

"I am even more surprised that your consciousness has always been in the Orc Network?!"

Dukel was even more shocked than the other party.

He had thought about where Vulcan might appear, but he never thought that the other party's main will had been hidden in the orc network all along!

Good guy, there is really everything in the orc network.

"I don't know how long I have been trapped here. It has been so long that I have gradually forgotten everything in the outside world." Vulcan said with a wry smile.

"Why have I never found you?" Duke asked.

"We all need to hide ourselves, don't we? This is not our home ground, but the home of the two orc gods. Brother, we can't communicate for too long. The fluctuations between us have attracted the attention of Brother Go and Brother Mao. They are looking for us."

Duke has also noticed at this moment that the two violent energies in the orc network are rapidly manifesting.

"Heh, these two rubbish." Duker said disdainfully, "Brother, since you have also entered the Orc Network, are you interested in doing something big together?"

"Brother, I roughly know what you want to do, but there is no time now. Let's talk next time. They are coming."

"Okay." Duker nodded, "I also need time to perfect the plan."

After the voice fell, the communication between the two in the Orc Network was interrupted.

Sorry, I had dinner with my colleagues today and I am late again.