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

Chapter 454 Ahriman: I am the Blue Ultramarines Librarian

Zhou Yun summoned Ahriman to the bridge of the Lord of Light mainly for two reasons.

One is about Khayon's deck of demon tarot cards.
It was a magical weapon unique to Khayon. Many Warp Demons and even Great Demons were restrained by Khayon and used by him.
Not long ago, Ahriman took out the Devil Tarot that he had hidden from Khayon's flesh and blood and gave it to Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun originally just regarded this thing as an interesting collection and had no real intention of using it as part of his combat power.

It wasn't until Zhou Yun was free and flipping through this stack of Devil Tarot cards that he made an unexpected discovery.
This discovery is very important and will definitely come in handy at a critical moment.

But the problem is that Zhou Yun discovered that this demon tarot card cannot be used by simply throwing it out and shouting "I usually summon a bloodthirsty demon".
To use this Demon Tarot, you need some knowledge of demonology.
Zhou Yun naturally didn't know how to do it, and most of the people who knew demonology in the empire had already been slowly cooked on the white phosphorus stake.
So Zhou Yun thought about it and decided to go directly to Professor Aliman'a to learn.

Another reason for summoning Ahriman to the Lord of Light was that Ahriman had discovered some traces of Erebus.

Ahriman used a complex and huge spell to discover that the energy flow in a certain subspace was a little strange, and then found that Erebus was weaving a huge ritual on a planet on the dark side of the empire.
He came here to inform Zhou Yun of this.

However, even Ahriman did not recognize what the ritual woven by Erebus was and what its function was. Ahriman could only believe that this thing came from the profound wisdom of the chaos of the dark gods and was a unique spell of the Word Bearers.

".Demon is an ambiguous name. A more formal way should be to call them the Unborn, or to follow Ada's way of calling them the Primordial Annihilators."

"Demons are born in the sea of ​​souls. Some are born naturally and belong to a certain god, some are born naturally but have no owner, and some are deliberately created by the gods. But in essence, demons are distortions of our dreams, emotions, and obsessions. They are the reflection of a certain moment, a certain world, a certain thought, or a certain extreme emotion in the real world in the subspace."

"For example, the restrained Khorne Archdemon in the Demon Tarot is essentially a reflection of the massacre that took place during the Crusades of Ancient Terra."

"You may wonder, how could the Crusades, which were just a primitive war on a small continent on a planet, give birth to a great demon?"

"The answer is that it's not the size of the event itself that matters, but the impact it has."

"The Crusades shaped certain concepts and cognitions of mankind to a certain extent. As mankind developed, these concepts and cognitions continued to expand among the stars, and naturally they were enough to breed a great demon."

"Another example is Dranicorn, the demon who was born from the first murder of mankind."

Ahriman taught Zhou Yun the knowledge of demonology in an elegant, peaceful, and step-by-step manner:

"It is precisely because of the prosperity of mankind today that the impact of mankind's first murder is incomparably greater, and the power of Delanikorn is so strong."

"Comparatively speaking, the first murder of a demon by the Tau may not be worth mentioning."

Ahriman’s teaching level was good, and Zhou Yun already had some understanding of demonology in his mind, and he also roughly understood how to use Khayon’s Demon Tarot.

"Very clear teaching." Zhou Yun nodded in praise.

This made Ahriman laugh softly, as if Zhou Yun's praise satisfied his self-esteem.
"Numerology is nothing but feudal superstition, the Way of the Word Bearers is nothing but slavery to the gods, and Fenris Rune is even more secretive."

"Only the knowledge of us Thousand Sons is the true truth. It is a rigorous and reliable knowledge system."

Ahriman's tone was clearly somewhat smug.

"Ah" a confused exclamation came from the door of the bridge.

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw a soldier wearing an Extreme Warrior-painted power armor, with short hair, a resolute face, and a service spike on his head.

The soldier stood at the door of the bridge, looking at the scene in front of him with some confusion.

Titus?
Zhou Yun recognized the warrior in an instant. It was the famous Hayek, no, the Emperor's Chosen Titus.

He followed Zhou Yun's call and returned from Death Watch to serve as one of Zhou Yun's twenty-two personal guards.

It just so happened that today was the day he had to report to Zhou Yun. However, Ahriman’s teaching was so lively and interesting that Zhou Yun forgot about this matter all of a sudden.

"He is actually just an Extreme Warrior think tank who likes decoration and dressing up. Do you believe it?" Zhou Yun asked earnestly.

Titus's head was buzzing and he was speechless for a moment.

Ahriman also tilted his head in confusion. Although he was confused, he was a man with a service spirit.
Since Zhou Yun said so, he naturally followed Zhou Yun's lead.

"Hello, I'm Digris, the director of the think tank." Ahriman turned his head to look at Titus and said seriously.

Titus suddenly understood.

That's why his gene-father said that this mission requires a will as strong as steel, resistance to the corruption of the warp, and flexible adaptability.

"Kahn, you damn traitor, take my chainsaw sword!!"

Seth roared wildly, his fangs exposed, looking ferocious and terrifying, and a little scary.

The famous Chosen of Khorne, Khârn the Betrayer wielded his axe with ease, resisting Seth's fierce attack.

"Not enough, Seth."

Kahn growled and said:

"Amit was much stronger than you back then. I've never defeated Amit in a first blood duel."

"Don't mention the name of my ancestors, you traitor, you shit, you don't deserve it." Seth seemed to be enraged and kicked Kahn's knee.

The demon in Kahn's body instantly came out, grabbed Seth's outstretched legs with both hands, blocked Seth's attack, and then kicked at the leg that Seth was supporting himself. Seth immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Titus sat beside the cage, his hands on his knees, watching the fight in silence.

In less than twenty-four standard Terra hours after entering the Lord of Light,
Titus has already seen two of the Chosen Ones.

Ahriman, the Chosen of Tzeentch,

Khorne's Chosen, Karn
Titus was somewhat doubtful whether he was on the Lord of Light or the Spirit of Vengeance.

"This is indeed hard to accept, isn't it, Senior Titus?"

A gentle voice, speaking High Gothic, spoke next to Titus:
"It feels a bit strange that we would become comrades-in-arms with the soldiers of the Rebellion Legion."

Titus saw a warrior wearing elegant purple power armor with a golden phoenix and helmet pattern painted on his shoulder armor.
"Thor, Captain of the Primaris Company of the Doraemon Chapter, and Chapter Leader of the soon-to-be-formed Primaris Chapter, the Sons of the Phoenix."

The elegant warrior introduced himself:

"I am not yet one of the twenty-two Dora Chosen. Lord Kahn believes that I still need training before I can take on this responsibility."

"." Titus stared at the Primaris warrior named Thor.
This purple power armor, this phoenix pattern, this elegant posture, and the Son of Phoenix.
"Are you the son of Fulgrim?" Titus demanded.

"That's a really rude question."

Thor raised his eyebrows suddenly, seeming to be somewhat dissatisfied with Titus' words.

"I am the son of Rogal Dorn!" Thor emphasized firmly.

Titus had seen the Imperial Fists in Death Watch, and Thor looked nothing like them.
But Titus didn't find it so hard to accept the situation.

There are also many warriors with hidden identities in the Black Shield of Death Watch.
They may be the loyalists of some renegade chapters, or even vaguely the descendants of the traitorous legions.
At this moment, what was presented to Titus was just a little more exaggerated than what was in the Black Shield. There was nothing strange about it.

Well, it's not surprising. It's not surprising at all.

"Would you like something to drink?" Thor suddenly asked.

drink wine?

This made Titus stunned for a moment.

“Are all Ultramarines as serious as you are?”

Thor couldn't help but smile:

"His Excellency Sanguinius taught the Blood Angels to pay attention to beauty, art and noble sentiments outside of combat, which can temper our minds and restrain our behavior."

"I think what the archangel said is absolutely right, and tasting fine wine is also part of cultivating sentiment."

"I am no stranger to alcohol," Titus said truthfully, "but I haven't had it in a long time."

Although the Ultramarines are serious, they are not to the extent of giving up drinking. From time to time, they will still drink some alcohol at banquets. After all, unless it is something like Fenris Mead, most of the alcohol cannot affect the nerves of the Space Marines at all.

But after going to Death Watch, Titus didn't taste much wine.

The life of the Death Watch is just about killing aliens, simple and pure.

Sol laughed, picked up a bottle of beautifully packaged red wine, and even took out two wine glasses. It was obvious that he had planned this for a long time.

He poured himself a glass, and then handed one to Titus.
Titus raised his glass slightly in the unfamiliar gesture of saluting Thor, a gesture he had seen among the nobles of Macragge.

Then, at Thor's urging, Titus downed the scarlet wine in one gulp, the intense grape sweetness exploding on his tongue.

"Delicious! Is this the wine of Baal?" Titus asked curiously.

"Bullshit, the wine of Baal tastes as bad as Dante's urine!" Seth in the gladiatorial cage heard what Titus said and yelled at him.

Thor smiled, "This is Prospero wine, brought by Lord Ahriman when he visited some time ago."

"It is said that he opened up a grape field on the steroid planet, isolated from the subspace radiation, planted his own grapes, and made his own wine."

Titus's expression suddenly froze.

"Don't worry, Lord Sanguinius has also drunk it. He is sure that it is harmless. Lord Saint Doraemon has also used the right and wrong divination machine to judge." Thor comforted.

Titus's expression became even weirder.

A steely mind, resistance to the corruption of the warp, and flexibility.
My father, you are right.
This mission really requires these.

(End of this chapter)