Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 75 Confused Lion and Horus
"If we continue to strengthen the Primarch, I am worried that it will lead to unimaginable disadvantages in the future."

"With our current technological strength, human civilization will surely move towards the universe in due course, and it doesn't necessarily require a Primarch."

Waldo could imagine the chaos that the empire would face in the future.

It must be that the Primarch led the Astartes Legion to occupy various universes and become great warlords of the heavens.

He ignored Terra's orders and only followed orders but not instructions.

Raven shook his head and offered his own opinion.

"There is no such thing as a permanent solution in this world. Our mission is to help humanity rise. As for what the future will look like, we will leave it to future generations to work hard on."

"We do have a lot of technology at our disposal, but whether humans can truly reach the heavens and gain a firm foothold is still unknown."

"Do you think that only our universe has Chaos Evil Gods? Are there no monsters and demons in other universes?"

"When they realize that the rise of humans will threaten their interests, do you think they will attack them in droves?"

"Even if the Primarch leads his legion to rule a region and becomes a great warlord in the future, at least humanity has risen and has more choices."

"If we can't even rise, what's the point of talking about those hidden dangers?"

Raven looked at the big guy, "Big guy, which one do you choose? Strengthen the Primarchs and let them push human civilization towards the universe."

"Or in order to avoid future disputes, they chose to let the Primarchs stay in this universe to fight for power."

The emperor said in his heart: "If you don't go to the table, you will never know the outcome, so let's bet big."

"Once this battle is over, we will implant the latest version of the gene engine into the Primarchs."

Having made the decision, the Emperor looked at Raven with a serious expression.

"Raven, you must find a universe that is powerful and desperate enough to make them realize the cruelty of the heavens and that humans must unite."

"That's totally fine, big guy." The raven flapped its wings on its chest. "I promise they will never forget it."

"For the Emperor, for Horus."

On the battlefield, the Moon Wolves' warriors roared continuously.

They were unstoppable and broke through several lines of defense one after another.

At the entrance of a magnificent palace, Horus stopped and examined the current battlefield situation.

The Imperial landing force has gained a foothold, and a large number of auxiliary troops, with tanks, Titans and other heavy warfare units as the vanguard, are advancing towards the main city of Comoros.

The situation of the naval fleet is somewhat grim.

The Dark Eldar warships that reacted to the massacre assembled in an orderly manner and launched a counterattack against the Empire.

Although the Empire had the advantage in firepower, they could not withstand the Dark Eldar's vastly superior numbers.

boom! !

There was a loud thunderous noise.

A magnificent warship was paralyzed and fell in flames.

The burning debris plunged into the bloated buildings of the dark city, causing the earth to tremble.

There was a huge explosion in the energy pile, and an extremely bright, dazzling semicircular ball of light suddenly rose from the ground in the distance and rushed straight into the sky.

"The speed of the First Legion is almost the same as ours." Horus said in the legion communication.

Abaddon responded to the Primarch after beheading a Witch Elf renowned for his agility and precise blade skills.

"We'll get there before they do."

Sejanus also stepped forward, "The Luna Wolves will win."

Others also cheered with passion.

Horus couldn't help but smile. With such capable companions, the Luna Wolves would surely stand out.

Another battlefield.

Lion's sword slashed across the body of a dark Eldar warrior.

The opponent's streamlined black armor was cut open like paper.

The bright red blood splashed and splattered onto the ground.

Ryan was like a fish in water, moving freely on the dangerous battlefield, and no one could stop him.

The Dark Eldar's heavy weapons had no way of locking onto him.

And those light weapons could not cause any harm to him.

He was like the mythical god of slaughter, wreaking havoc under the war-torn sky.

Sword blades flew everywhere, drawing deadly arcs in the air.

Wherever they went, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.

A nightmare warrior tried to launch a sneak attack on him, but was cut in half by his sword.

After shaking off the blood on the sword, Ryan stopped and looked at the technical sergeant behind him who had a large number of mechanical prosthetic limbs implanted.

"How's it going Horus?"

The Techsergeant checked the sensor readings before answering. "They have passed the fourth line of defense and are heading for the core spire."

"Other legions followed closely behind us. They also seemed to want the honor of beating the enemy leader."

Astelan called out into the comms, "My Lord, we must speed up."

Ryan looked up at the towering spire in the distance.

"Speed ​​up the advance."

The Dark Angels and the Luna Wolves legions rushed towards the core area.

They want to decide the winner and prove that they are the strongest legion.

However, there were unexpected changes in their bet.

As they were about to reach the magnificent spire where the ancient nobles of Comoros lived.

A figure swooped down from the sky, like a meteorite with great impact force, and landed in front of the building.

The dark Eldar guards wearing black armor were blown away by the huge shock wave caused by the opponent's landing.

The visitor was wearing gold and red armor, with a pair of white wings on his back.

Like the angel of judgment in mythology, holding a flaming sword and a spear.

This person is Sanguinius.

His fighting power was so amazing that those dark elves who intended to sneak attack and ambushes him were killed and pierced before they could even make it through a single round.

"This glory belongs to the Ninth Legion, to the Blood Angels."

Sanguinius cut off the head of a consul of the conspiracy and held it up on his spear, announcing to the entire battlefield that they were the first legion to enter the core area.

The Blood Angel in red armor roared behind him.

They rushed to the enemy's last line of defense, hunting down the ancient nobles of the Comoros.

Sanguinius did not want to get involved in the rivalry between the Dark Angels and the Luna Wolves.

But he needed to earn enough honor for the Ninth Legion.

Once the soldiers of the Ninth Legion come into close combat with the enemy, they will easily lose their minds and indiscriminately massacre their friendly forces.

They also eat other people's corpses like ghouls.

These crazy and bloody acts caused the Ninth Legion's reputation in the Great Crusade to deteriorate dramatically.

It also isolated the entire legion from other imperial forces.

The Ministry of Military Affairs was even unwilling to provide them with weapons and equipment.

As a result, the Ninth Legion was short of weapons and equipment, and when fighting, they would choose close combat to save ammunition.

Their performance in close combat further soured people's impression of the Ninth Legion.

This creates a vicious cycle.

Sanguinius realized that he had to do something to change the reputation of the 9th Legion.

The Comoros Campaign was the best opportunity.

The Emperor, the Raven, and many of the Primarchs are here.

Those reporters and bards were all paying attention to this battle.

Watching Sanguinius being the first to enter the spire.

Ryan and Horus, who had just arrived at the periphery, were a little confused.

At this time, they both realized a problem.

The title of eldest son does not necessarily have to belong to one of them.

Other Primarchs are also eligible to compete.

For example, the Lord of the Ninth Legion.

His fighting ability is not inferior to the two of them, and he also has a pair of white wings.

If it weren't for the bad reputation of the Ninth Legion, the other party's chance of being elected as the eldest son would definitely be higher than the two of them.

"Are we going to give up the right to continue competing for the title of eldest son?"

When the two legions met, Horus looked at the Lion and asked.

"Giving up the competition for the eldest son is a bet between you and me, not between me and Sanguinius." Ryan said: "I competed with him for the qualification of the eldest son, and I did not break my oath."

"If you say so, there is nothing wrong with that."

Horus nodded as well.

He had always considered Ryan a rival.

This bet was originally a private matter between him and Ryan.

"Then what do we do? Who wins and who loses?" Ryan looked at Horus.

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