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

Chapter 449: Kaur: Kahn must be Doraemon’s chosen one!
Kaul watched the battle in the arena calmly.
The mysterious hooded Saint Doraemon Guardian collided with the Primaris.
He was not worried that the First One would lose. He was one of Cawl's most perfect creations. His genes came directly from the twenty original gene sequences stored in the Blood Stack, and he applied many biological skills that Cawl knew and had forgotten.
The original purpose of Cawl's creation of the Primaris was to reproduce the process of the Emperor creating the Primaris.

Although it ultimately failed and left the hidden danger of persistent pain in the Primaris Prime's body, the Primaris Prime still possessed abilities far beyond those of ordinary Space Marines.

Even the extremely strong Flesh Tearers Chapter Master Seth, who took advantage of his own genetic defect, Bloodthirst, could not match the First of the Primaris in terms of physical fitness, and could only rely on combat skills to deal with him.
That mysterious hooded Astartes would surely be no match for the Primaris Chief.

So Kaul's thoughts were now elsewhere.
This time, he invited Saint Doraemon to visit the Explorer King. In addition to showing the Primaris to him and other important figures, he actually had another purpose.
Kaul prepared a small gift, hoping to give it to Saint Doraemon.
He noticed that Saint Doraemon seemed to have a special liking for some special Astartes,

For example, Saint Doraemon asked Death Watch to send an Astartes named Titus.

For example, Saint Doraemon asked Kawl if he could make a robot in the image of Sigismund.
And Cawl happened to have an Astartes who was a legend during the Great Crusade, and Saint Doraemon would surely be interested in him.
Just as Kaul was thinking, a sound of metal breaking suddenly rang out, and there were exclamations and praises from all around.

Cawl was stunned for a moment, but saw that in the arena, the finely crafted power sword in the hands of the Primaris was forcibly chopped apart by the hooded Astartes.
Kahn moved his body instinctively, the axe in his hand roared and slammed towards the head of the Primaris with the fragments of the broken sword.

The First One held his breath and concentrated, blocking Kahn's attack with his broken sword.
Kahn's power was so strong and his killing intent was so strong that even the Primaris thought for a moment that a bloody giant beast was pressing down on him.
He swung the broken sword, and the powerful psychic power distorted reality. The fragments of the blade flew back to the broken sword, and in the blink of an eye, the power sword destroyed by Kahn was restored to its original state.

For a moment, swords and axes clashed and the sound of clanging was endless.
What surprised the Astartes and the Primaris the most was that Kahn was slightly superior to the Primaris in terms of speed, skill, and strength.

You have to know that the leader of the Primaris had previously crushed Seth, the first-class chapter leader, on all three levels.

Kahn was even able to suppress the First One, which meant that Kahn was at least as good as the three pillars of the empire, namely Dante, Calgar, Logan and Azrael, the four legendary warlords.

When did the Empire have such a person? How did Saint Doraemon find such a guard? Did he take it out of his magical pocket?

The Primal Chief even had to use his psychic powers to avoid being beheaded by his axe.

"Is this guy so strong?"

Seth was also shocked. He had sparred with Kahn a few times before, but now it seemed that Kahn had held back.
"With this kind of strength, let alone among the loyal Astartes, even if we count the traitors, he would be at the level of Ahriman, Kahn, Lucius, Typhons and Abaddon." Seth couldn't help but sigh.

How is that possible? Kaul's transformed brain was confused.
Judging from the size, the mysterious hooded Astartes before him was undoubtedly an ordinary, old-style Astartes.
Theoretically, their performance may not even be comparable to that of ordinary Primaris, so how can they possibly fight against the Primaris' leader?
Could it be a blessing?
Is he God's chosen one?
Kaul's eyes lit up, as if he suddenly understood.

I see,

He was blessed by Saint Doraemon,

He is the chosen one of Saint Doraemon.
That makes sense. That makes sense.
For a moment, Kaul felt that his logic was self-consistent.

Just when Cawl had reached a logical consistency, the Primaris's expression did not look good.
He could sense that Kahn was still at ease, and that he had not yet used his full strength.
The Primaris' sense of smell also told him that Kahn did not have the bloody smell of a bloodthirsty fight.

"Am I not worthy of your full strength?" The First One suddenly mobilized his psychic energy. His burning psychic energy suddenly lit up the power sword in his hand. Bright flames burned on the sword, drawing a burning arc and slashing towards Kahn.
Kahn placed his blood son horizontally, and blocked the sword of the Primaris that was filled with strong psychic power.
There was something about the sword of the Primaris, which made Kahn feel a sharp pain in his arm.
The butcher's nails on his head buzzed, urging Kahn to free himself and release his boundless killing intent towards the Primaris Head.
But Kahn was a little depressed. It wasn't that he didn't want to give his all.
But the powers he can still use are either the naked blessing of the blood god or the power of the demon possessing him.

He couldn't suddenly transform into a demon here, in front of tens of thousands of Astartes, right?
But the First seemed to have misunderstood Khârn's silence.
He sighed, and drew a bloody mark on his face with his sword.
"That's my loss. I fought my best." The First of the Primaris took his own first blood to admit defeat to Kahn.

The Primaris and the old Astartes only admired this, without any mockery or comment on the Primaris leader.

Because the battle between Khârn and the First of the Primaris was so high, there were many Chapter Masters, Librarians, and excellent Company Commanders present.
But if you want to comment on the confrontation between the two, you have to at least invite Dante or Calgar over.

But Calgar is working overtime in Ultramar, and Dante is working overtime in the dark side of the Empire, so neither of them can spare any time.

"Both are first-rate fighters," Seth praised in his unique style, "Both are capable of taking a slap from the Primarch without dying."

This is indeed a compliment, after all, some Primarchs can even knock an Astartes' head off with one punch.

But Kahn was still silenced by Seth's praise, because he was really slapped by Dorn.

So Kahn ignored Seth and looked at the First One: "You are an excellent warrior, better than me, but I can feel that your talent has not been fully utilized." "That great sage is not a good mentor. You should find someone else to learn how to fight."

Kahn's words were sincere. In fact, if possible, Kahn would even be happy to teach the First One himself.
He saw something in the First of the Primaris that he had almost forgotten.
The aura of the warhounds of the past lingers on the First of the Primaris.

But Kahn still has a revenge to take.

According to Zhou Yun's plan, once the Indomitable Expedition begins, they will start to act simultaneously to hunt down Erebus.

He didn't have much time to teach the First Order.

"It is not easy to match your combat skills." The First of the Primaris said in a humble tone.

"They are all good men, they are all heroes. Heroes versus heroes, heroes versus heroes." Zhou Yun looked at this scene and said with a slight smile on his face.

Just now, Sanguinius told Zhou Yun all his thoughts through psychic communication.
By removing the natural grudges between the Primaris and the old Astartes, the Astartes would not feel that they would be replaced, nor would they look down on the Primaris. Similarly, the Primaris would not feel that they would replace the Astartes, nor look down on the old Astartes.

As he spoke, Zhou Yun turned and looked at Kaul.

"Call, tell me, do you have the technology to transform the Astartes into Primaris Astartes?"

Kaul bowed respectfully to Zhou Yun: "All technological developments cannot be hidden from your eyes and wisdom."

"In essence, the Primaris Space Marines have three new modified organs, namely the tendon cable, the anthem pituitary and the Belisarius furnace, compared to the ordinary Astartes."

"I can implant these new organs into ordinary Astartes, and ordinary Space Marines can also be transformed into Primaris if they dare to cross the Primaris Rubicon."

This incident caused a small uproar among the Astartes.

Many Astartes were tempted, although they were still a little wary of the Primaris, but who wouldn't want to become stronger and better serve the Emperor and the Empire?

But some Astartes are still worried. Is it a blasphemy to transform the Emperor's creations?
"Here I have a decree signed by the Emperor himself, in which he allows Cawl to perform Primaris transformation on Astartes." Zhou Yun said briskly, pulling out a decree he had just written from his four-dimensional pocket.
Although he had just written it, the Emperor's psychic energy and signature on it were genuine.

Kohl's expression froze for a moment. He himself didn't even know there was such an imperial decree.

But when the Astartes saw this edict, they felt relieved.

Kaul hesitated for a moment, but out of the rigor of an Om Messiah believer, he spoke cautiously:
"The technology to transform the original Space Marines into Primaris is not yet mature."

"Not 100% successful, about 66%."

A 66 percent success rate? Most Astartes thought that was acceptable.

"Sixty-six percent mortality rate." But after Kaul finished speaking, their emotions suddenly dropped.

They can accept dying on the battlefield, but not on the operating table.

After all, his current body could still make contributions to the Emperor, but dying on an operating table would not be possible.

"I come."

At this moment, Kahn spoke in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)