Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 114 Horus is jealous again
A gigantic black fortress was flying rapidly in the outer space, violently smashing the dense asteroid belt and passing through the surface of the dim giant planet. The powerful gravity emitted by the giant planet could not capture this ancient building.

This ancient alien building did not unfold its octagonal star-like shape, but remained dormant while being towed by a pilot ship with the Moon Wolf logo printed on its side.

In the dim and deep corridor, dense footsteps were heard until they stopped at the pure black door of the main control room. Accompanied by Abaddon, Horus arrived at the end of this visit - the central control room from the port where the fleet was docked.

Weng——!
The heavy door slowly closed inwards on both sides of the wall, and the view of the control room appeared in front of Horus.

The huge root tubes are intertwined like the gnarled roots of an old tree, winding around the walls and ceiling. Metal wires connect these huge root tubes and the black stone surface that is as shiny as a mirror.

Gloomy green lights emanated from various incomprehensible alien creations, and the entire control room was filled with a mysterious and hazy atmosphere.

"Anything gained?"

Horus walked in the grand and mysterious control room, touching one alien technological creation after another of unknown purpose.

"I watched the battlefield video shot by the intelligence officer. One shot destroyed one-third of the demon fleet. It is truly a terrifying and dangerous weapon of war."

“Not much to gain.”

Abaddon caught up with the Primarch and told him the information he had found.

"I found some information in an ancient ruin on a planet with life near this fortress, but due to the long time, only a few words remain."

"The mural mentioned three alien races. One is the Eldar known to the Empire. The other is a steel-built alien that looks like an ancient war machine. It seems to be somewhat similar to the Necrons that the troops have encountered before."

"The image was finally erased, leaving only a huge scratch. I searched the entire ruins and could not find any clues related to this lost race."

In front of the main control screen, Horus paused and looked at the pair of eyes reflected in the black screen in silence.

Because of the traitors in the two legions, he had a not-so-pleasant cooperation with Galen, but it was also through that cooperation that Horus's perception of the man was greatly improved.

At least it's not as annoying anymore.

Now, Horus has fallen into the previous emotional circle again. Has his beloved father given him some good things again?
Everything is such a coincidence.

After meeting with the Emperor, the Second Legion was assigned to sweep the star cluster with tens of millions of Cyclops, and then Galen saw this weapon of war.

What's weird is, how could he, a creature that has only been born for a few years and is neither ancient nor intelligent, know how to operate an ancient alien building like the Blackstone Fortress?

Horus could not think of any possibility other than that it was granted privately by the Emperor.

Jealousy is a twisted blade that cuts beauty, stirs up emotions, and cuts off reason.

Horus, the Emperor's most beloved son, once again fell into an indescribable emotional whirlpool.

He was clearly the first one to arrive. Could it be true as the ancient Terran saying goes: A green plum cannot withstand a gift from heaven?

Through the reflection of the screen, Horus noticed that Abaddon seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Do you have any other questions?"

Although his heart was twisted by jealousy, Horus' tone was still calm and wise.

"When we found this Black Stone Fortress, the soldiers of the Ninth Legion arrived just one step later than us. As you know, the Blood Angels have a rather bad temper."

Abaddon originally wanted to use words such as bloodthirsty and heretical to describe the 9th Legion, as their heinous behavior of large-scale corpse-eating was widely known.

But this time, the Blood Angels were different. They were more elegant and noble, just like the imperial nobles who had been stripped of their corrupt characteristics. "Did you suffer any loss?"

Seeing Abaddon's hesitation to speak, Horus knew that a conflict had occurred between the two legions.

"No, there were some physical conflicts, but the other party was restrained and there was no bloodshed."

Horus nodded. He liked the Primarch Sanguinius very much. Perhaps there was some strange charm at work, but it still could not conceal Horus' admiration for him.

Horus loves his descendants and hopes that they will make friends with the Blood Angels of the 9th Legion without harming their own interests.

"How is the genetic research of the Second Primarch going?"

Horus asked suddenly.

At the end of the Battle of the Wheel of Fire, Abaddon followed Horus' instructions and collected some of Galen's flesh and blood genes during the battle.

Horus greatly envied his brother's terrifying resilience, and he stubbornly believed that it must be the Emperor's special favor for Galen.

Just like his non-blood-related sister, thanks to him, the Emperor gave her a pair of beautiful white wings like Sanguinius's.

What an enviable sibling pair.

He had accompanied the Emperor for more than thirty years and had experienced so many wars with the Emperor, but in the end, he was still not as good as other people's children.

Ugh.
Horus sighed heavily in his heart.

"The feedback from the biological laboratory shows that the genetic activity of the second Primarch is comparable to that of the Immortals, or even more powerful."

"I know this, as I can tell from his unusually strange recovery speed. Is there any other progress?"

Horus asked softly.

Abaddon understood what good news Horus wanted to hear. Horus wanted to transplant this recovery gene into his own body.

Maybe he wanted to occupy his father's love, maybe he wanted to improve his fighting ability, or maybe it was both.

"I have no idea for now. The warriors of the Moon Wolves were not designed to be good at scientific research."

"We could use a little extra help."

Horus glanced at Abaddon and immediately understood what he was thinking. Horus respected those who were capable, so he continued with his question.

“Are there any talents worth recommending?”

"While searching for this Black Stone Fortress, I met an old woman named Moriana on an indigenous planet. She has a magical ability of foresight and is very good at pharmacy knowledge."

As Abaddon finished his words, an old woman in a cloak slowly walked out from the shadows behind him.

Some rumours say the crone is a former handmaiden of the Emperor, others say she is the Deceiver in disguise, and still others say she is an agent of Malcador.

There are also claims that her true identity is Euphrates Chilo, the first chronicler to reveal the power of the Emperor's faith.

Regardless of the rumor, it reveals one fact: this old woman who will betray the empire in the future is a very powerful person.

(End of this chapter)