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

Chapter 467: Leman Russ shows up halfway (Please subscribe)

"Chagatai, Chagatai, I just admire your unruly character."

"If the proud Chogoris Eagle surrenders, he will no longer be the brother I think of him."

Horus lifted Khan's shoulder armor with his power claws, and the sharp tip pierced into his flesh. He walked with his brother in this endless dark space, mumbling about the good old days.

Horus truly missed those happy years he and his brothers had spent together, as they toiled tirelessly at the Emperor's command to unite humanity again.

If there was a third person watching, this scene might be very horrifying. Horus seemed to be talking to Chagatai about the pain and anger in his heart as if he was talking to himself.

As for Chagatai, who was pierced by the Claw of Horus, he looked at his traitorous brother at an unprecedented close distance.

Horus had just entered some unknown state and defeated Chagatai Khan without even much effort. But now, as the influence of the four gods briefly faded, the warmaster's mental state became worrying again.

Chagatai listened to the other party talking about the golden thirty years he spent with the Emperor, and then talking about his epic victory in Ullanor. It seemed as if countless figures were talking around him, but Chagatai saw nothing.

Even the unruly War Eagle felt a chill running down his bones. It was not because he was defeated by Horus, but because Horus was close to insanity.

He realized more clearly that the original Horus had been killed and shattered, and that the power of the Warp had taken over his body and merged most of Horus' memories.

That is why he was so broken and conflicted. On the one hand, he reminisced about the happy times with his father and said that he was the Emperor's Sagittarius and greatest general. On the other hand, he cursed the Emperor's deception and hypocrisy, accusing him of his sins and that Horus would overthrow the Emperor.

Suddenly, Chagatai's hatred for Horus turned into a more complicated emotion. What was the point of hating him now that he had become like this?
It would be better to think about how to escape from here.

Chagatai didn't know what would happen if he really died in this dark world, but his intuition told him that compared to physical death, this would definitely not be much better.

In the life-and-death struggle with Horus, the Khan has touched his own essence, but there is still one final step that he cannot cross.

Yes, the nature of the Primarchs was perhaps a blessing in disguise, as the Khan realised that when the Emperor created the Primarchs, he had used more than just biological alchemy.

Each Primarch may have a piece of the essence of the Warp deep in his soul.

And the power that was used in battle: lightning and storm, Chagatai thought that might be his own essence.

If he could comprehend his own nature, Khan believed that even if he fought against the devil-like Horus again, he would never be defeated so easily.

"But is this Primarch who has come into contact with the Path of Heaven so deeply and has completely awakened his true nature still a human?"

Although stronger power is good, if it will make him become an existence no different from those demons in the warp, Chagatai Khan would rather not have this power.

Although the Chogorians do not like the Lord of Man, they are exactly the same in one thing: recognition and pride in their human identity.

Khan's thoughts were scattered. Faced with this almost fatal situation, he had no good way to escape.

I can’t fight back, and I can’t escape either. Am I just going to wait for death here?

The feeling of weakness in his shoulders became stronger and stronger. Chagatai knew that if he continued like this, death would be the only thing waiting for him.

"Father, what should I do?"

Even the Khan was a little desperate. He could do nothing except calling for the Emperor's help in his heart.

……

The unruly war eagle's call at the moment of life and death seemed to have really received a response from the emperor.

At least, that was the response of an emperor's son.

On the other side of the galaxy, a third-party force that did not belong to Horus' camp finally arrived at the battlefield.

"I've always said that things will change over time. Look, this time it's our turn to save Chagatai."

"I won't be so stingy as to leave me to die like he did in the Araxes Nebula."

The Wolf Lord of Fenris appeared on the deck of the Hrafinkel.

Leman Russ was very different from before. The wildness and recklessness of a barbarian disappeared from his face, replaced by an extremely serious and calm expression.

In his hand he tightly grasped the Spear of Dionysus, which he feared and hated. Now he could only rely on its power to have a chance of turning the situation around.

Just as Leman Russ, the Sigillite, and Roche had agreed, the Wolf King would lead his offspring alone to assassinate Horus. But while Leman Russ appeared wild and thoughtless, he was actually a cunning and intelligent man. He knew the terrifying power of Horus, chosen by the Four Chaos Gods, and that if he rashly went forward, he would only end up dead.

The resourceful Wolf King returned to his home planet Fenris, and with the help of the Rune Priest, entered the volcanic cave known as Surtur's Gate.

Leman Russ went deep into the underworld and found Ergin, the "God of the Underworld" in the mythology of Fenris.

In fact, the god of the underworld in Fenris mythology is not groundless. It is indeed a powerful subspace entity that exists in reality.

The god of the underworld proposed four tests: drink the souls that have fallen into the underworld from the bowl of Amarok; wrestle with an old woman and win; and make him move the giant wolf sleeping at his feet.

The great Fenris Wolf King readily accepted the challenge...and then, Russ failed completely.

However, in the last test, Leman Russ performed exceptionally well, and he perfectly explained the meaning of the first three tests.

"The first challenge symbolizes the ever-changing seasons of Fenris, the second challenge symbolizes the inevitable aging of life, and the third symbolizes the eternity of death."

When he finished answering, the god of the underworld, Ergin, transformed into General Leman Russ, who was dressed in military uniform and had a serious and meticulous expression.

This is the mirror image of the Wolf King, which is himself before the warp storm threw him to the timeline of Fenris.

General Leman Russ told Wolf King Leman Russ the true purpose of the Spear of Dionysus: it could allow the wounded to return to their origin.

After Rus was stabbed by the Spear of Dionysus, he understood the origin of the Primarch and knew that only he could dispel the chaotic power in Horus.

"My brother, only I can save you, or kill you."

"Warriors of Fenris - follow me!"

The Wolf King raised his arms and shouted on the primitive and wild Hrafinkel, and the Spear of Dionysus released a dazzling light under the infusion of his power.

There was a faint purple glow in Leman Russ's eyes, and the aura he exuded was far greater than before.

"Wolf cubs, are you afraid?" asked the Wolf King.

In response, he heard a violent roar that echoed throughout the battleship. Every Space Wolf pounded his chest excitedly, and their blood almost pumped out of their hearts.

Fear, what is that? Being able to follow the footsteps of the Great Wolf and fight a life-or-death battle is simply the way to die that I have always dreamed of!
Every Fenrisian would wake up laughing if they dreamed of such a situation. What else could they ask for?

"Horus? I fucking did it to Horus!"

"When I followed the Emperor to fight, Horus wasn't even born yet!"

"Let us teach the All-Father's most rebellious son a lesson."

Shouted some of the most high-ranking Ancient Sages of the VI Legion, who had fought at the Emperor's side long before the Primarch's return.

Theoretically, the Primarchs were all juniors to them.

The Hrafinkel charged forward at high speed, unleashing its firepower at full force as if it were free, directly destroying the flank of the Horus battleship, like a spear piercing into the heart of the Warmaster's fleet.

It was a suicidal assault, and in order to get close to Horus's Vengeful Spirit, the Space Wolves' remaining fleet suffered heavy losses.

However, no one in the legion was timid or cowardly. They fanatically drove the warships to open a way out in a mutually destructive way.

Everything is for the Wolf King, everyone can die.

Leman Russ held the Spear of Bacchus tightly in his hand, his wolfskin vest rustled by the biting cold wind. Under the protection of his wolf guards, he boarded the melta landing craft.

Russ knew that all his descendants would die, and perhaps he would die too, but he had to face the inevitable outcome.

That was his stage, Horus was his enemy, and no one could stop him.

Hundreds of landing craft and boarding torpedoes were launched, while other space battleships frantically provided fire cover. Some landing craft were blown into pieces by close-in defense guns, while others were directly vaporized by light spears.

The landing craft where Leman Russ was located was tightly protected in the center, and the few remaining Space Wolves were sacrificing their lives every moment.

After heavy casualties, the Space Wolves' melta drills finally penetrated the armor of the Vengeful Spirit, and Leman Russ led his Wolves to charge in violently.

(End of this chapter)