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

Chapter 470: Fateful Showdown (Request for Subscription)

Leman Russ's blood was boiling.

Just like the fiery power contained in the core of the extremely cold planet Fenris, it was released in the collision and splitting of plates, and finally released in the form of extreme natural disasters such as volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and tsunamis.

Relying on his intuition, he could feel that he was getting closer and closer to Horus. That sense of inevitable fate penetrated his mind and turned into a kind of enlightenment.

Only the Wolf King himself knew that this sense of destiny was born when he was found by the Emperor and met Horus for the first time.

The young Horus had enjoyed the complete fatherly love of the Emperor for thirty years. Faced with the so-called "brother" who suddenly appeared, he showed shocked hostility.

Horus was frightened by the sudden appearance of his brother, and was also worried that his father's love would be divided among his brothers. Leman Russ was only the first, but definitely not the last.

He was too young and had no shrewdness to conceal his gaffe and jealousy, so after a brief moment of confusion he invited the newly returned Fenris Wolf King to a duel.

Like a human child asserting his sovereignty and exclusive love for his parents, Horus and Leman Russ wrestled with each other, a purely brutal melee between the wolf shepherd god and the wolf king.

Of course, this was just a friendly fight between the Primarchs, just an exploratory exchange, and it was completely different from the life-and-death fight that was about to take place.

Russ, who had exhausted all his energy in the fight with Horus, had been fantasizing about whether he would have a chance to have another good fight with his wolf brother in the future. Now, when the Space Wolves paid all the costs to board the Vengeful Spirit, this fantasy has become a reality.

Now there is only naked violence and brutality in Leman Russ. He once wiped out a lost brother according to the will of the All-Father, broke Magnus' spine in front of the pyramid of Tizca, and survived hundreds of near-death experiences.

But there was never a single time when Leman Russ completely unleashed his violence. For a cunning wolf, while being brave, he was also afraid of getting hurt, because getting hurt meant death for a beast.

But for Horus, he let go of all reason and restraint, and simply let his anger control him to move forward.

After completely killing the Sons of Horus that blocked the Space Wolves, the Wolf King finally arrived at the throne room of the Vengeful Spirit. Behind this door was the Warmaster he had been looking for.

He is his brother and also his mortal enemy.

“Horus!!”

Leman Russ threw his Dionysus Spear, just like Gungnir of Odin, the father of the gods in ancient mythology. The leaf-shaped spear blade easily tore through the door, shattered the metal, and then flew back into the hands of its master.

The howl of the Wolf King revealed endless sorrow. He mourned the betrayal of Horus in the past, and was even more sad that he had been deceived by Horus and had brought down the slaughter on the Thousand Sons who were still loyal at that time.

He kicked down the rickety door and rushed in without hesitation.

There was nothing in the vast, dark throne room except for an empty metal throne.

The walls depicted the glorious achievements once made by the Sons of Horus Legion, including magnificent murals of the Battle of Ullanor and records of the Sixteenth Legion destroying one alien civilization after another.

The few burning braziers emitted blue-green flames, and in the light, countless humans screaming and wailing could be vaguely seen.

They were hung on rusty iron hooks and pierced with horrific torture instruments in order to squeeze out the last of their emotional strength. It seemed that they were still suffering from torture with no end in sight.

Where is Horus? Where is he?
"Get out here and face me!"

The Wolf King held the bleeding Spear of Dionysus and looked around for his target.

Suddenly, his nose kept moving, as if he had discovered something hidden in the emptiness before his eyes.

His purple eyes saw through the hidden darkness and saw that Horus was in a strange superposition state at this time, with his soul and body in two different dimensions.

And in that dimension of the soul, the majestic wolf-shepherd god held Chogoris's war eagle in his terrifying Horus claws, and Leman Russ saw the dying Chagatai Khan.

His condition was dire. Chagatai's breath was weak, and the constant blood loss and poisoning had left this resolute war eagle with a pale complexion. Meanwhile, a trace of pain, barely suppressed, etched across his unyielding features. Leman Russ finally understood why Horus hadn't yet come out to fight.

Because he was killing another brother, if he had been a few steps later, Chagatai would have really become a dead soul at the hands of Horus.

The Wolf King of Fenris wielded his Spear of Dionysus, gathering all his momentum and strength, and rushed straight towards Horus' exposed head.

He could feel the dark psychic power around Horus, which was so strong that it was almost tangible. Even though his head was exposed, even if the Titan machine fired at Horus, the Warmaster would not be hurt at all.

But in the face of the imperial power contained in the Spear of Dionysus, this level of resistance was not enough to stop Leman Russ.

A torrent of darkness rushed through Horus' body, and he casually used his Worldbreaker Hammer to block the Spear of Dionysus. The collision of the two forces shattered the dark world that the wolf god used to corrupt Chagatai.

Everything turned into chaotic light. The soul of Chagatai Khan, which was forcibly pulled away, returned to his body and came back to the world from hell. He inserted the White Tiger Knife into the deck and half-knelt on the ground, gasping violently.

Although his body was unharmed, his soul had suffered damage during the battle with Horus.

A familiar stinging pain came from under the shoulder armor. Although there was no scar there, the Khan remembered the pain Horus had left him.

"Sweat!"

"Father!"

The Qiexue Guards immediately gathered around, as they had just discovered that their Primarch had fallen into silence, as if he was unconscious and no longer responded to their calls.

The Storm Prophet told the Lord of Qiexue and the captain of the first company that the Khan's soul had gone to an unknown place, and they could only wait for the Khan's soul to return.

Chagatai's sudden awakening undoubtedly made many people feel relieved.

The Primarch fell into coma, and all the legionaries fell into panic and anxiety.

Jaghatai Khan was in poor condition. Horus had severely damaged his soul, making the Chogorians look as weak as if they had suffered a serious illness.

But even so, Chagatai Khan ordered his fleet to attack Horus's combined fleet at all costs.

"I have already failed Leman Russ once in the Araxes Nebula. This time he risked his life to save me. How could I abandon him and run away alone?"

The White Tiger Knife slashed across Chagatai's face, and blood flowed down. Chagatai dipped his own blood and left several bloody marks on his face.

"I will definitely rescue you, my brother!"

The White Scar warriors remained silent and quietly adjusted the engine output power of the Sky Eagle to maximum.

This fastest Thundercloud-class planetary battleship began to accelerate at an astonishing speed, like thunder falling from the sky, shattering the endless darkness.

They ignored the edge of Horus's Vengeful Spirit, the warships of the Word Bearers, Alphas, Iron Warriors and World Eaters, and charged like a true war eagle, extending its sharp claws to tear the neck of its prey.

Jaghatai knew that no Primarch could succeed in single combat with Horus, not even Sanguinius.

Leman Russ's assassination attempt had little hope; he simply wanted to rescue the Wolf King before he was killed by Horus.

Even as the White Scars risked their lives to save him, Leman Russ was fighting a real-life battle with Horus.

The fateful showdown between the two wolves begins.

(End of this chapter)