Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 82 The Dark King
Trazyn's joyful voice rang out.

"Think about it, Galen. The Eldar have Eldar gods, the Orcs have Gomao gods, why do humans, one of the most powerful races in the galaxy, not have a corresponding racial god?"

The Emperor and God said, it’s an old-fashioned conspiracy theory.

If it were another Primarch, he might really be brainwashed by the King of Figures and then celebrate the birthday of his emperor father.

A big guy, glowing with gold all over, looks like a god, saving people from suffering and saving the world from collapse, and doing things like a god. He says he is not a god, so is he a god?

Galen's answer is.

Whether the Emperor is a god or not is none of Garen’s business. He just wants to build a heart of steel.

No matter how powerful the evil god is, how many combined brigades does he have? Can he withstand my million layers of heart steel?

Anyway, as for the offspring of the Emperor, Galen felt that no other God could give birth to such offspring except him and the angels.

Galen did not refute Trazyn's words, and motioned for him to continue.

As if he had found a confidant, Trazyn began to instill his own theories of the Emperor and God into Galen.

"First, let's assume that the Emperor is the racial god of mankind, and then look at the evil gods of the warp."

“The four evil gods of the Warp, Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh, these powerful gods of the Warp, are all made up of concepts that can arouse strong emotions.

Therefore, to become a god of the Warp, one must possess an authority that can represent strong emotions."

"Are you trying to say that the Emperor wants to gain the authority of the Warp God who represents vengeance and war?"

Galen said slowly.

Trazyn shook his head and said, "This is too childish. Revenge and war are not enough to support a warp god who is on par with the four gods.

Let's think about it, what is the deepest and most essential representation of revenge and war?"

Trazyn snapped her fingers.

"That's right, it's death and the end, it's the final destination of all living things.

Stars will die, the universe will wither, and the principle of entropy increase is supreme among all the laws of the universe.

There was a prophecy shared by both the Eldar and Men, which foretold the birth of a Chaos God called the Dark Lord, who represented total destruction without cause or purpose.

Trazyn smiled meaningfully and looked into Galen's eyes.

"The content of the prophecy is this."

"The universe is too big to contain him. The Powers of Chaos are but phantoms in his shadow, the almighty Warp bends to his words, powerless against his tidal pull.

Terrible, beautiful, incredible, unimaginable. The Lord of Darkness is here, and every atom in the universe will be changed."

Damn it? !
The Primarch realized something instantly. He had almost forgotten this part of the content. Now, after being reminded by the King of Figures, the Primarch suddenly remembered the idea he had always rejected.

In the later period of the Great Crusade, the Emperor, who had accumulated enough power through war, hurried back to Terra to accelerate the Webway Project. On the one hand, the resources were sufficient, and on the other hand, the accumulation of war had brought him to the brink of ascension.

The Webway Project requires the Emperor to have enough power to avoid interference from the Warp, but sufficient power itself is also distorting the Emperor.

He was running out of time, he was about to ascend to godhood, he had to speed up, speed up again, hastily set up a warmaster, and then return to Terra to study the Webway.

The slight change in the Primarch's pupils was captured by Trazyn, and the smile on the King of Figures' face became even brighter.

"You know about this. You saw it, didn't you? You saw the changes in the Emperor. I heard that you are his favorite Primarch."

"I don't know, I don't know what you are talking about, just shut up, I don't understand you."

His body reacted before his brain. He put on a dead-eye and indifferent expression, and walked towards Taraxin's treasure house without looking, listening or thinking.

"Hey, hey, don't go. I haven't finished yet."

Trazyn banged his stick on the ground, and was upset when the other party stopped listening in the middle of his words.

He quickly chased after him and continued to chatter into the Primarch's ear.

Garen wanted to cover his ears, but the voice of the Figure King was very penetrating, so covering his ears didn't work. So he clamped the Figure King's mechanical head with his big hands and sucked up his sound-generating parts.

"Go talk to someone else about this, don't talk to me!"

Garen shook his head and waved his hands to resist the triple combo.

Trazyn stared at the Primarch helplessly.
"Normally I have no one to talk to about this kind of thing. Can you imagine which of my people cares about this kind of thing?"

"Get lost, I don't want to hear that at all!"

"No, I'll let you pick one more treasure."

"Get lost! No room for negotiation!"

The Primarch knew how the subsequent plot would develop. The Emperor absolutely did not want to become a god. On the contrary, he firmly denied becoming a god.

During the Great Birthday Celebration of Horus, he could choose to be promoted directly to the Black King, but the Emperor did not. He chose to face Horus, the Chosen One of the Four Gods, with his humanity, and eventually sat on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years.

"The Emperor is definitely not a god, he is a human being with humanity!"

Even though he is an extremist.

“How come you see?”

"Look at the dead looks of his sons. They are said to be demigods. Do they look like demigods to you?"

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"That's reasonable. You are a complete bandit, the epitome of shamelessness."

Inside the treasure house.

The Primarch picked up two ivory pistols.

"Ancient treasure, from a legendary bounty hunter, one is called "shoot~", the other is called "ah!", these are two treasures."

"Why don't you look at what you are talking about? These two guns are clearly the same set."

"Just two!"

Trazyn raised his voice a little to emphasize this fact.

"Okay, okay, you have a loud voice and you are right."

The Primarch was too lazy to argue with him, as he looked down upon the two guns anyway.

After putting the two guns back on the display stand, he caught a glimpse of a twisted staff on a shelf not far away.

"You have good vision. This is a good item. The Warp Staff, also known as the Magic Piercing Staff, is made of twisted flesh and blood. It has a core made of the power of the Warp. It can increase the destructive power of psychic energy and reduce the opponent's resistance to the Warp. It is a top-notch item."

Trazyn proudly introduced his outstanding collection like a gold medal salesman.

"It's good, but it's a little too evil."

The original body was playing with it in his hand. The top of the cylindrical stick was inlaid with a purple spherical gem, and there were chitinous protrusions for easy grip. The color was very bad, like a purple mood.

This thing is not conducive to the healthy growth of children.

"You don't care whether something is evil or not when you're fighting. Just make sure it's useful!"

Trazyn pushed hard for this evil stick.

"No, the color is too evil, no."

The Primarch passed the Warp Staff to Trazyn, who caught it in a panic, fearing that it would drop on the ground and cause unpleasant scratches.

"Then let me coat you with a layer of Star God Metal and change the color!"

"That's fine. Make it like my armor, with two colors, slate gray and gold. It's solemn and dignified, and it won't look evil." Trazyn gestured "OK" and turned to take Galen to his laboratory.

On the way, Galen suddenly grabbed his shoulders, squinted at him, and asked.

"Why are you so enthusiastic all of a sudden? Will this thing have any bad side effects?"

"How is that possible? I just want to get rid of you, the plague god, as soon as possible."

Trazyn pushed Galen's hand away and said, "It's under a three-year warranty. If you're not satisfied with it, come back to me and exchange it."

The Primarch stared at him suspiciously. "Is there something good inside that you don't want me to see? Is there a secret compartment?"

"How is that possible? I'm not a stingy person."

Trazyn smiled, his mechanical face curved in a strange arc.

"Is it."

Not long after, Trazyn came out with a white and gold stick and handed it to Galen.

"hiss"

The Primarch held up the magic rod and looked at it under the light. After a long while, he said, "Didn't you say it's Star God Metal? You didn't just apply a layer of paint?"

"I've coated you with a molecular layer of Star God Metal, so the color must be painted, and Star God Metal cannot change color."

"One molecular layer! You are so stingy!"

"Although the quantity is relatively small, we use high-quality materials. Just with this layer of Star God Metal coating, do you know how much harder this stick has been?"

Trazyn pushed Garen's shoulders and walked towards the throne room, not giving him a chance to pester her again.

"Hey, that's it, that's it. Let's go back to Blackrock Fortress and explore. If we don't go now, another group will get there first."

"Ah no, just say it, don't push me."

Blackstone Fortress.

Lux blinked her big blue eyes, looking confused.

Where is my brother!
Where is my big brother?
"Hoohoo! Lux's first independent adventure!"

Lux excitedly spun in the air, clenched her fists and flew towards the stable ship.

The Primarch suddenly disappeared, but Lux was not worried at all.

When she wakes up after a good night's sleep, her brother will be by her side again. This is the agreement they made.

Outside the ship, the fortress was pitch black with only sparse green alarm lights.

black!
It doesn't matter, Lux will shine.

The white little hand was pressed on the temple.

"Well--"

With a little effort, two rays of psychic energy shot out from the big eyes.

Lux brand flashlight!
The small wings installed for her by the Emperor were of great use. They absorbed excess spiritual energy and released it slowly. As long as she concentrated a little, she could control the direction in which it was released.

Lux explored a wild maze of empty corridors and chambers. Some of the geometric halls were enormous, with spiraling towers running along their lengths, or else they wound downward into giant chasms illuminated by streams of energy.

Sometimes, the floor beneath you suddenly turns into a 90-degree cliff, and the safe passage immediately turns into a deadly abyss.

Fortunately, Lux can fly, so no matter how the terrain changes, she just needs to continue flying along the passage that appears.

Supply crates, mummies, and decaying exploration vehicles, along with the wreckage of the once-magnificent spacecraft, were scattered haphazardly in the closed passage.

Either the remains of those who ventured in in the past, or the bodies of those who were brought in against their will.

Suddenly, the ground shook. Lux looked nervously in the direction where the vibration came from, and the light of psychic energy slowly gathered in her palm.

"Damn it! Didn't you promise that this was a safe road? Where did these things come from?!"

Iron Man UR-025 and the Eldar girl ran as fast as they could. Behind them were swarms of Drone Sentinels, and their bullets swept past the places where the two ran.

"I don't know. Let me take a look at the internal information!"

As the Eldar girl ran, she rummaged through the bag on her waist for the guide to Blackrock Fortress.

"Isn't it too late to read the guide now?"

UR-025's iron face revealed a human expression, and then his visual sensor captured the light in front of the passage.

"Oh my God, there is an exit ahead!"

The Drone Sentinels have their own patrol area. If they go beyond this area, they will return to the parking point and wait until another group of fearless adventurers enter.

"But don't you feel that the light is getting brighter and closer?"

The Eldar girl yelled.

In the sight, a beam of psychic flash quickly passed by the Eldar girl's pointed ears, melted off a few flying hairs, and shot towards the Drone Sentinel behind her.

Rumbling--

The red explosion light wave expanded rapidly in the dark passage. The Eldar girl felt an extremely strong push on her back, and then was blown to the foot of what they thought was the "exit" by the aftermath of the explosion.

“Hiss, it hurts, it hurts—!”

The elf girl climbed up, holding her back. It was burning with pain, probably from burns.

Then, she saw a creature flying in the air, emitting soft light all over its body, with eyes as bright as torches, just like an angel in mythology.

An oppressive light shot out from the angel's eyes and shone on the Eldar girl. She felt a heavy pressure, as if she was carrying a warhound Titan on her back.

"A glowing child."

UR-025 got up from the ground, his mechanical eyes turned, analyzing and looking at Lux. Apart from Om Messiah, he had no religious baggage.

"What glowing kid? I have a name. My name is Lux!"

Lux was not afraid of this big robot because he had a double-headed eagle logo on his body. The Emperor's godfather told her that robots with the double-headed eagle logo were the Empire's mechanical servants.

"Why are you, a servitor, here with an Eldar?"

"For the Holy Emperor, I am exploring the secrets of the Blackstone Fortress with this alien."

"I am an Eldar who believes in the Holy Emperor. I am exploring the Blackstone Fortress with this robot."

"I see. I happen to be one of them."

Lux said with a stern face.

The two guys with ulterior motives looked at each other.

"Please take us with you, Angel."

The elf girl thought that this little guy could fly and had strong psychic powers, and that following her could help avoid a lot of danger.

"What can you do? I don't want useless followers."

"I have a guide to the maze and know where the control center is!"

Lux nodded and looked at the servitor: "What about you?"

"I can provide fire support." UR-025 raised the Gatling gun on his left arm and showed the grappling claw on his right arm: "And there are mechanical grappling claws that can hook any living creature."

(End of this chapter)