I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 448: The First of the Primal Cast
"Let me do it, Kaul," a voice came from the shadows.
A Space Marine who was taller than the Primaris and almost as tall as Cawl's behemoth suddenly stepped out from the shadows.

He was wearing black and yellow power armour, but had no chapter marks on his body, only a High Gothic letter A on his shoulder armour, as if to represent the unique status of this Space Marine.

Both the old Astartes and the Primaris were puzzled. They had not noticed the existence of this tall figure at all, as if they had ignored him on a psychological level.

The appearance of this warrior made Guilliman look sideways.

He had been acutely aware of this warrior's presence before, but seeing him in person still gave Guilliman a strange feeling.

"Call, will you introduce this warrior to us?" Guilliman said in a slightly raised voice.

Cawl's body stiffened for a moment, but before he could say anything, the tall Space Marine spoke first.

"My lord, I do not have a real name, but my master Cawl calls me the First of the Primaris." said the warrior who called himself the First of the Primaris.

The Primaris were all bewildered; they were unaware of the existence of the Primaris Leader.

"You resemble me," Guilliman said, staring at the Primaris. "Like me and my brothers."

This comment shocked everyone present.
They suddenly felt a chill on their backs and looked at the silent Belisarius Cawl with horror.

Did Kaul even try to make
"No, my lord."

The First One bowed deeply and said humbly:

"You are a work of perfection, a masterful creation of the Emperor, who has instilled in you unrivaled power."

"To be honest, I envy and adore you and your brothers, because I am just an imperfect creation, an abomination that should never have been born, made by a second-rate tinker."

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Yun was not surprised at all. He knew about the existence of the Primal Prime.
Moreover, if Cawl could really create another Primarch, Zhou Yun felt that Guilliman and even the Emperor would come down and kowtow to Cawl.

Guilliman was mildly amused that Cawl had tolerated the First of the Primaris calling him a second-rate Tinker.

This was inconsistent with Cawl's usual pride. Guilliman sensed that Cawl had a kind of vague indulgence towards the First One.

This kind of indulgence was something Sanguinius could not detect. It was the indulgence of a father to a child. Guilliman had felt it in King Konor before.

Cawl considered the First of the Primaris his own child?
"Are you going to fight for Cawl?" Guilliman asked with a smile.

"Cawl was a second-rate tinkerer, but he did a good job on the Primaris."

The First One said:

"Besides, since I am the leader of the Primaris, I naturally want to defend the glory of the Primaris."

Zhou Yun and Sanguinius both looked at the Primaris with interest.

Zhou Yun could sense that, in addition to the reasons he gave, the main reason for the Primaris was to cooperate with Sanguinius's actions and break the contempt of the old Astartes for the Primaris.

So he deliberately put himself and the Primaris in the same category,
But although he is called the Chief of the Primaris, he is actually closer to the Custodes and the Primaris. He is a mixture of the gene sequences of twenty legions, the product of biological alchemy at the genetic level. He is completely different from the Primaris.

Another point is that the First Lord seems to be somewhat curious about Kahn.

"Kohl, do you agree?" Zhou Yun also wanted to see the strength of the First of the Original Cast, so he asked Kohl.

When Kohl saw Zhou Yun speak, he naturally did not object. He bowed deeply to Zhou Yun, indicating that he would follow Saint Doraemon's will.

The First of the Primaris then entered the arena.

"You alone?" Seth frowned and looked at the Primaris Leader in a strange way.

He felt weird for two reasons.

One is that this kind of fight is usually two-on-two, a custom that has been passed down since the Great Crusade.
Another reason was that he smelled blood on the body of the First One.

There was a slight scent of the Blood Angels on the First of the Primaris, which was stronger than those Primaris who called themselves Blood Angels, but not pure enough, as if it was mixed with something else.

"I am alone." The First One of the Primaris said softly, "I don't have any brothers to cooperate with."

He is the only solitary being in the galaxy, a creation that Cawl himself cannot replicate, and there is no one like him.

"I'll go." Seth glanced at Kahn and said, "You got there first."

Kahn nodded slightly, tore off a piece of chain from his arm and threw it to Seth.

Seth reached out to take it and gave Kahn a strange look.

"Wrap it around." Kahn motioned to Seth to connect his chainsword to his arm with a chain. Seth raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refute Kahn's suggestion. He used the chain Kahn threw to link the weapon to his arm.
He gently waved the bloodthirster bound by the chain, checked the feel, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Are you the only one?" asked the First Lord.

"Just me." Seth lowered his body slightly, like a hunting beast: "Don't let people say we are bullying the minority, you bastard."

Seth simply used the word "bastard" to provoke the First of the Primaris, but he accidentally said something right.
The First of the Primaris is indeed a hybrid of twenty legions, a true bastard.
A flash of anger flashed across his eyes, and he drew out the finely crafted power sword from his waist.

Seth's fangs slightly showed under the corners of his mouth. He observed the Primaris Head, looking for his flaws.

But the more he looked at it, the more shocked Seth was. What a strong body!
The sound of wind suddenly came, as fierce as a strong wind across the grassland under the sky.
The Primaris Prime came in front of Seth in the blink of an eye, slashing down with the power sword in his hand.

"So fast! It's like a White Scar." Seth exclaimed, and quickly waved his chainsword to block the attack of the Primaris.
The power sword collided with the chainsaw sword, and the chain on Seth's arm shook violently, making sporadic metal collision sounds.

The Flesh Tearer's Chapter Master uttered a muffled groan, his eyes suddenly bloodshot, his fangs slightly pressed against his lower lip.
A savage, bloody and terrifying war cry came from Seth's mouth. His whole body was filled with blood and his muscles bulged out hideously.

"Blood and rage are everything to us." Seth growled, "Draw strength from blood, draw strength from rage."

Seth forcibly pushed back the power sword of the Primaris, relying on his bloodthirst to endow him with a strong desire to kill.

"I understand." The Primaris nodded slightly.
Then he wielded the power sword with exquisite skill, gracefully and fatally deflecting Seth's chainsword and forcing Seth back several steps.

Seth growled savagely and exerted force with his legs, slashing at Seth with the chainsword in both hands like a bloodthirsty beast.

Then, the First One also let out a similar, bloody growl, and Seth vaguely saw the fangs between his lips and teeth.

"I understand." The First One repeated again.
The bloody power sword collided with Seth's chainsaw sword. The powerful force made Seth's bones ache and cracks appeared on the ceramic steel wrist guard on his arm.
As an Astartes of great stature and strength, Seth rarely encounters situations where he is crushed in terms of strength.
His fingers went numb, and the chainsaw sword in his hand slipped out of his hand.

The Primaris One quickly seized the opportunity and turned his sword to stab Seth.

Seth grabbed the chain connected to the chainsword, swung the chain, and dragged the chainsword towards the Primaris Head.
He was the first to draw blood——————

Stab it!

A glimmer of light suddenly burst out from the blade of the Primaris Head's power sword, and the light shot towards Seth. Before Seth's chainsaw sword touched the Primaris Head, it left a bloody mark on Seth's face.

"You lose." The First One stretched out his hand gently, and a powerful psychic energy shook Seth's chainsaw sword away.

"Psychic?" Seth snorted, but accepted his defeat without saying anything else.

This caused a slight confusion among the old Astartes;

They knew of Seth's abilities. He was considered one of the best among the Chapter Masters of the various Chapters, yet he was defeated by the First of the Primaris.

At this moment, these old warriors also vaguely realized that the power of the original cast did have its merits.

Kaul was slightly relieved when he saw this scene.

After all, the Primaris was his most outstanding creation, a miracle that he himself could not replicate.
The body of the Primaris contains the genetic sequences of twenty legions, and possesses the characteristics of all Astartes.
Even though Seth is the guard of Saint Doraemon, he cannot defeat the First One without using the items that carry the power of Saint Doraemon.

"Blood like the Blood Angels, speed like the White Scars."

"Stealth like a Raven Guard or Night Lord, combat like a Warhound, and psionics like a Thousand Sons."

Kahn exhaled a breath of foul air and passed by Seth.

He patted Seth's shoulder, took the chain from Seth, and connected the blood son to his bare arm.
Then he looked at the Primaris and continued:

"What the hell are you?"

"I am something similar to you."

The First One was silent for a moment and said:
"I can feel that you, like me, are in pain all the time."

Because Cawl's genetic technology was not perfect, the First One was constantly suffering from the pain brought by his own flesh.

His ability to perceive emotions allowed him to realize that Kahn was suffering similar pain and was tormented by it all the time.

"If we are destined to bear pain, does it mean that our birth itself was a mistake?" The First of the Primaris asked Kahn.

Kahn didn't know what was going on in the mind of the Primaris.
"I don't know why you're in pain."

"I deserve it anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kahn swung his blood son and rushed towards the First One.

(End of this chapter)