Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 205 Vulcan Immortality

"When I bring justice to the scum of Nostramo, my hands are stained with the blood of sinners. I am the judgment of justice and the revenge of justice."

"I will skin and dismember tens of thousands of sinners, letting them taste the fruits of their sins. I will make that sinful planet crime-free."

Midnight Ghost raised his hands. His white fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints. Slightly sharp claws protruded from his fingertips. These were a pair of hands that could easily tear apart ceramic steel armor.

Countless brave Space Marines and mortal auxiliaries died at his hands. Even Lion and Guilliman almost died in the trap of Midnight Haunter.

"But then I killed an innocent person by mistake, and according to my justice, I should pay with my life. I am guilty, but I have no choice. I cannot be forgiven. If I escape punishment, where is justice?"

Listening to Conrad's self-introduction, Luo Xi couldn't help feeling a little suffocated.

Suffocating justice.

In a sense, the pale-skinned Midnight Haunter in front of him is the only one among all the Primarchs who truly implements fairness and justice. The only difference is that this is the fairness and justice that belongs to the Midnight Haunter.

In his eyes, even the high and mighty Primarch and the humble mortals are the same; even if he himself has committed a crime, he should accept the judgment of justice.

This madman launched a rebellion in order to fulfill his own prophecy. He wanted to embrace a righteous death to prove himself.

Luo Xi took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, and thought about how to use verbal weapons to break through the defenses of this madman.

This is very difficult, after all, a crazy person's thoughts and ideas are completely different from those of ordinary people.

"So you started the rebellion just to seek death, and caused the deaths of so many innocent people. The Midnight Lords Legion created countless massacres, all because of you."

"You're a lunatic, a complete lunatic!"

Midnight Haunter did not refute, because what Luo Xi said was right, he was indeed a madman, a madman who had been driven mad by his inner sense of justice and endless illusions and prophecies.

Guilliman looked at his brother trapped in the cage for a long time without saying a word. Conrad had already given up on himself, so what else could they say?
Koz is even trying hard to die, how can they threaten him?
Luo Xi only felt that the Primarch in front of him was both hateful and pathetic. He was born with an unfortunate fate, and after being crushed by this fate, he chose to give up on himself and seek an end in a mad manner.

"If you had crashed in Nostramo and been raised by a pair of qualified parents, perhaps everything would be very different," said Luo Xi.

"Perhaps you understand this yourself, which is why you hate Guilliman so much, and hate his adoptive parents, because that is what you desire but do not have."

Midnight Ghost fell completely silent. He became like a sculpture made of flesh and blood. Although his eyes were still open, he could not sense any breath of life.

"There is nothing more to say. The best outcome for him is to stay here. Perhaps when we are able to return to Terra in the future, we can bring him with us and make him kneel before the Emperor to atone his sins." Roxi looked at Guilliman.

The Primarch nodded silently. Today, he understood his brother's heart, but it was too late.

If it had happened earlier, if there had been a brother who knew how to listen to Conrad's prophecy, perhaps the Midnight Haunter would not have become what it is today.

"Just let him stay here, we still have a lot of things to deal with."

The interrogation of Conrad came to an end. As long as this guy didn't want to speak, no one could force him to speak. Physical torture was ineffective for a Primarch.

But just as Luo Xi was about to step into the elevator to the surface, the Midnight Haunter, who had turned into a flesh and blood sculpture, suddenly spoke.

He said only five words with a weird smile.

His voice couldn't penetrate the layers of isolation, but Roshi was able to make out what he meant through spoken words.

The five words Conrad uttered were: Vulcan lives forever.

Vulkan? Wasn't he dead? Falling from Macragge's atmosphere, his body burned to a charcoal. Roshi had seen it with his own eyes, and after examining Vulkan's remains, he was certain the Fire Dragon Lord was completely dead.

Vulkan is immortal... Could it be that the Lord of Fire Dragons is also an immortal?
He was stunned for a moment. The information he found never mentioned that Vulkan was so special. He was not only the Primarch, but also an immortal who was unique among hundreds of billions of humans.

No wonder the information mentioned that after Vulkan and the Salamanders suffered heavy casualties in the nuclear bombing of the Iron Warriors, the Lord of Fire Dragons appeared in other places and eventually fell in the atmosphere of Macragge.

His immortal physique allows Vulkan to always be resurrected after death.

"Since Vulkan can be resurrected again, does that mean he has recovered now?"

Although Luo Xi didn't know why Midnight Haunter told him this news, the best choice now was that they had to rush to the base outside the city of Macragge where Vulkan's body was stored.

Guilliman immediately boarded his Thunderhawk gunship, which was the fastest means of transportation to the base outside the city.

"Roshi, you don't understand how excited I am. I lost Vulkan twice. Once when I heard the bad news from Isstvan, and the second time when I heard the news that he fell to Macragge. I thought I had lost him forever."

Roboute was feeling very uneasy. He hoped that everything was true, but he was also afraid that it was just a bad joke by Conrad.

Before learning the news, he was still thinking about how to tell the news of Vulkan's death to the Salamander warriors who came to Macragge because of the Beacon of Pharos.

News cannot be buried forever, and secrets will eventually come into light.

But if Vulkan were to come back to life, then he wouldn't have to worry about these issues, and the Second Empire he envisioned would once again have an immortal leader.

Just as the Primarch's personal Thunderhawk was rushing to the base, another Primarch, Lion King Ryan Johnson, who was in Macragge at the moment, also came to the gate of the base under the guidance of his intuition.

After Midnight Haunter was captured, Lion stayed in the palace prepared for him by Guilliman to recuperate. Although Conrad's claw was not fatal, the Dark Angels still hoped that their lion king could rest for a while.

The lion's temper was obviously not something that his offspring could influence. The leader of the First Legion, who had come from afar, tried to bring back the warriors who had landed in Macragge via the airdrop chamber to his own legion.

Guilliman ordered the Dark Angels to be temporarily detained and some of them to be disarmed and placed under surveillance, with the Lion King's tacit approval.

It was indeed his mistake that almost led to a war between the two legions.

But now that the problem of the Night Haunter has been solved, the Lion King believes that his offspring should also be free.

But after leaving his palace, the lion king's keen beast instinct led him in another direction.

It was on the outskirts of Macragge, a secret base belonging to the Ultramarines.

The lion was accompanied only by the Deathwing Grand Master Hou Guin and the Terrorwing Grand Master Redros. He did not like anything too ostentatious, and the feeling of being exposed to other people's sight made Ryan feel uncomfortable.

"Guilliman has mobilized a portion of the Auspicious Observatory's computing power to monitor the surface around the clock. This behavior is simply outrageous."

Ryan's intuition could even sense the scanning gaze from the sky orbit, and he didn't like that feeling.

During his confrontation with Guilliman, the Calibanite had a keen sense that his ambitious brother was hiding something from him.

Just as Guilliman understood Lion, Lion also understood Guilliman very well. Even though the other party did not show any signs of abnormality, he still came to this conclusion based on his instinctive intuition.

The dark angel of Caliban always has a keen insight into all secrets and an unstoppable curiosity.

(End of this chapter)