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

Chapter 299 I smell the smell of guilt (Please subscribe)
Astropathic transmissions from Macragge reached the astropathic reception center of the New Caliban.

Experienced astropaths captured psychic fluctuations from the turbulent warp and decoded and translated them into understandable messages.

"My lord, Regent Sanguinius urgently calls for you to return to Macragge. He and the Imperial Governor are eager to discuss important matters with you."

"What's the matter?" The Lion King sat upright on the throne, his face shrouded in the shadows from above, making it impossible to see the details.

The astropath was trembling a little. It was difficult to analyze the astropathic language in such a harsh situation. Fortunately, he had other astropathic companions who could help him share the burden.

"About gathering military forces to support Terra."

The more concise the star talk is when sending messages over long distances, the less burden it will put on the star talker. Therefore, generally speaking, star talk communications will not be too cumbersome or complicated.

The astropath on the New Caliban understood what Macragge meant and translated it into his own words.

She waited for the Lion King's reaction with some fear. This moody Primarch sometimes suddenly became furious, although rarely directed at mortals.

"Hmm? Could it be that in such a short time, Guilliman and Sanguinius have found a way to break through the Ruinstorm's obstruction? This sounds... a bit problematic."

Ryan thought to himself that his ship was equipped with an ancient alien creation, the Tuchucha Engine, which could avoid the impact of the subspace storm to the greatest extent and travel through the Sea of ​​Souls.

But even so, the Tuchucha Engine was still unable to cross the destructive storm and take him back to Terra.

The destructive storm summoned by that damn bastard Lorgar was not a simple warp disaster. There was some unknown existence behind it, which was why it could last for such a long time.

The Tuchucha Engine calls them the Warp Gods.

The Lion had encountered and destroyed countless alien civilizations or human pocket empires. He had already discovered clues of the existence of these so-called evil gods. Many civilizations believed in them and provided them with faith and sacrifices.

He still remembered the scene he saw when he was clearing out a very hidden human pocket empire. The sparse population of that country were all powerful psychics.

These beings, who have undergone flesh and blood mutations and do not look like humans, practice witchcraft. They abduct other humans or some intelligent alien races, and then burn them to death with fire as sacrifices to the Lord of Wisdom they mention.

In return, the gods they spoke of bestowed upon them even more powerful magic and more miraculous witchcraft as a reward and commendation to them.

As a scavenger in the darkness of the Empire, Ryan personally brought the inner circle veterans of the Dark Angels to that world. After a hard battle, he completely killed the high priest with the highest status in that civilization.

When Ryan stepped on the old and unrecognizable high priest and was about to execute him with the Lion Sword, the other party cursed that he would be punished by the God of Wisdom, his legion would be divided and betrayed, and his home planet would be shattered and destroyed.

However, Ryan ignored the angry howling of these losers. He used the relic technology in his secret vault to completely exterminate them, and returned the words of the high priest to the other party. The Dark Angels blew up the planet and threw it into the warp.

Although he still had doubts in his heart, Ryan gathered his troops and returned to Macragge with his sweeping fleet.

The Tuchucha Engines sheltered the Dark Angels' fleet, minimizing the effects of the Warp Storm.

The Lion King, dressed in armor, returned to Macragge, the core of the Second Empire, and headed straight for the palace where Sanguinius and Guilliman were.

If what they say is true, then Lion's Lion Sword can't wait to drink the traitor's blood.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Lord Protector of the Country."

Ryan stepped into the huge main gate, and the two Dark Angel Grand Masters followed behind him, guarding their genetic father.

Luo Xi was the first to say hello. Although the lion did not express much, a very fleeting smile still flashed at the corner of his mouth.

It would have been even better if Luo Xi had called out the Warmaster.

"Your successful return was beyond my expectation. I was always worried that you would disappear at the edge of the dangerous galaxy. Even the Dark Angels are unwilling to go too deep there. It is still too dangerous for you."

There was a hint of arrogance in the lion's words, but Luo Xi didn't take it seriously. After all, compared to the beginning, the current Ryan could at least communicate normally.

"How is the new battleship we delivered to you? Is it working well? The first Thundercloud-class battleship has been launched and put into service. I hope to obtain more usage data to improve subsequent battleships."

"Very efficient." The lion is very frugal with words, but this is already a very positive evaluation.

After exchanging pleasantries, the Lion turned to look at his two Primarch brothers. "You urgently called me back. Have you found a way to bypass the Warp Storm and return to Terra?"

His lion eyes shone brightly, flashing with a chilling sense of oppression. The Caliban people were eager to get an answer, a positive answer.

The archangel broke the aura released by Ryan, and his noble aura, which was extremely similar to that of the emperor, invisibly dissolved the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

"Yes, my brother, we now have a way to quickly reach Terra, but this requires the help of a special being."

A figure walked out from a hidden room at the side, and Eldrad Uslan appeared in front of the lion with his staff in hand.

"An alien? You let a pointy-eared Eldar into our court?"

The lion quickly drew out his lion sword, pointed it at Uslan's neck, and roared.

"Have you been bewitched by this alien? Could it be that the news that can allow us to return to Terra was told to you by this damn Aida?"

The two Dark Angels, Grand Master of the Deathwing, Hou Guin, and Grand Master of the Terrorwing, Redros, drew their relic pistols without hesitation and fired at Uslan's head.

Fierce plasma and unknown light beams raged in the hall, crackling and ionizing the air.

A psychic barrier blocked Uslan's way, and ripples appeared on the dark blue shield. The old prophet of the Eldar calmly resisted the sudden attack.

Ryan is the most difficult one to approach. His vigilance and hatred towards aliens make Uslan dare not be careless.

"stop!"

Guilliman used his sincere dagger to block the lion sword. The two attacked each other dozens of times in just one second. The sword shadows turned into countless afterimages. Finally, the two primarchs each took a step back, and Guilliman protected Uslan behind him.

"Guilliman, do you really think you can match me?" The lion's roar echoed in the spacious throne room.

"It's true, Ryan. This Eldar prophet represents Ada in an alliance with us. We have already signed an alliance before and are only waiting for your arrival."

"We can harness the power of the Webway and quickly reach Terra to join the brutal civil war that is taking place there," said Sanguinius.

The regent's guarantee reduced the Lion King's tyranny a lot, but there was still doubt on his face, and he kept his eyes fixed on Uslan's position.

Guilliman looked at Lion suspiciously, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

"Lion, you led the fleet to wipe out the traitors and aliens. Is the progress going well?"

Ryan was naturally proud: "We are unstoppable. Nothing can stop us. During this period of time, I have destroyed 21 alien forces and smashed and eliminated more than 7 interstellar pirate lairs."

There is no doubt about the lion's talent for war. Even among the many primarchs who take war as their mission, the Lion King ranks among the top three.

"That's good. After eliminating these threats, those planets can continue to allow my people to live a stable life. You did a good job, Lion." Guilliman praised the Lion King's high efficiency and smiled.

Keep living...

The lion's whole body suddenly stiffened, but he concealed it with absolute self-control.

The image of the new Caliban's main gun roaring out appeared in his mind, and one planet after another was flattened by all enemies under the efficient orbital bombardment, leaving only a doomsday hellish scene.

"What's wrong with you?" Guilliman's suspicion became even more serious. He seemed to have heard the sound of Lion swallowing.

"Of course nothing happened. I liberated those people. From now on, they don't have to worry about threats from anyone."

The Lion King said affirmatively that since everyone was dead, there was no need to worry about the future.

"But why do I smell a guilty conscience?" Guilliman became nervous. He had a bad feeling.

This damned Caliban lion must have done something again.

(End of this chapter)