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

Chapter 477 The Dying Wolf

Chagatai Khan held his brother in his arms, and a large amount of blood gushed out like crazy. He had never seen Rus so weak.

Horrible wounds ran through the body, each one enough to kill a Primarch outright.

Although he was dragged into the spiritual world by the Warmaster and was defeated miserably by the other party, Horus still wanted to persuade Chagatai to surrender at that time and did not completely tear his face off and fight to the death.

"My brother, cheer up!"

"You can't die yet!"

Khan took out the healing potion stored in his power armor. The Wolf King's armor had been completely destroyed, and even the life support system had stopped working.

But holding the syringe, Chagatai looked at Rus's messy chest and abdomen, broken bone spurs piercing into the flesh, even the heart exploded completely, not to mention the complex internal organs that were a mess.

He didn't know where to stab for a moment.

He struggled to find a relatively intact piece of flesh and skin, and then injected an emergency injection containing a large number of medical nanorobots and therapeutic drugs into the opponent's body.

However, this potion that could work on the Primarch had no effect at all. Leman Russ's flesh and blood seemed to be dead and could not get better at all.

The Khan took Leman Russ back to the Skyhawk in a specially customized Stormbird.

As soon as he landed, he ordered his pharmacists and technical sergeants to prepare a stasis stance and put the wolf king, who was only breathing his last breath, into it.

"The Space Wolves will always remember your kindness, my lord."

Bjorn, the Wolf Guard who was also seriously injured, stood up with the support of his armor. There were several huge holes on his adamantium armor left by the bolter, but they were all in non-fatal positions.

His original mechanical arm had disappeared without a trace. Bjorn used it to block an enemy bullet that was aimed at his head and survived.

The Wolf Guard took off his distorted helmet, and after leaving the blasphemous warp environment of the Spirit of Vengeance, these adamantium equipment regained their physical properties.

One of his eyes was already blind, and the hideous and terrifying hole had stopped bleeding. The other eye was looking at his master anxiously.

"I am not here for a favor, son of Russ." The Khan waved his hand. His condition was also not good, but much better than that of Leman Russ who was lying on the bed.

"We are comrades standing on the same front, brothers of blood who cannot be separated. There is no such thing as favor or gratitude. Russ would rather risk his life to save me, so I can naturally risk my life to save him."

"All I could possibly pay is death."

Chagatai said it lightly, but he actually did it.

The rift between the two legions had melted away at this moment. Tengu mechas were escaping from the devil's den of Spirit of Vengeance one after another, with magnetic claws dragging several Space Wolves remnants behind each Tengu.

However, compared to those Space Wolves lost aboard the Vengeful Spirit, they were only a minority, as those Sons of Russ were determined enough to sacrifice themselves to save their fathers.

Now the Wolf King has been rescued by Chagatai Khan, and the remaining Space Wolves who are still alive can only face the siege of the Sons of Horus.

They surrounded them from all directions, shooting at the Space Wolves with their bolters and plasma weapons tainted by the filthy Warp energy.

Although many of the Sons of Rus dragged their enemies to Hell before their deaths, the end was certain.

At least a thousand proud wolves were surrounded by the Sons of Horus, roaring and releasing their savagery with an impassioned attitude, fulfilling their promises and proudly welcoming the arrival of death.

Today is the day of destruction for the Wild Wolves. After this battle, the already declining Sixth Legion’s numbers even fell below 10,000.

For an Astartes Legion, this situation is actually infinitely close to extinction.

Especially since their Primarch was forced into stasis to prolong his life, morale was extremely low. Bjorn Brokenclaw managed to stand up and organized his brothers to escape to the Skyhawk and return to the Glorious Queen-class battleship Hrafnkel.

"This is Bjorn the Wolf Guard. I repeat, this is Bjorn."

"The Primarch has escaped, everyone return immediately."

"I order you to return immediately!"

The hoarse wolf howl spread throughout the communication channel. The Hrafinkel, which was bombarding the Spirit of Vengeance, immediately began to change direction, increased the output power of its engines, and began to evacuate behind the Sky Eagle.

Ice-cold disinfectant gas continuously flows out of the battleship's pipes to cool down and disinfect these veterans who have returned from death.

The Space Wolves warriors silently immersed themselves in the cold mist, which reminded them of the freezing cold of Fenris, but no one felt happy. All that was left in their hearts was intense grief and self-blame.

It was their incompetence that had turned the Primarch into this state. Through the transparent shell of the stasis field generator, they saw the bloody body of Leman Russ inside.

If the instruments had not shown that the Wolf King still had a heartbeat and breathing before he was sent in, they would really have thought that Leman Russ had died.

Since the Wolf King could no longer issue orders, the command of the remaining Space Wolves was taken over by Chagatai Khan. The Space Wolves did need a commander who was wise enough to guide them.

"We have to return first and reunite with Ryan and Sanguinius." Chagatai said to the wild wolves below.

Glinum Blackblood is a violent and rude Wolf Guard who has killed many Sons of Horus in the process of defending Leman Russ. At this moment, he is still in an uncontrollable state of restlessness.

"Excuse me, sir, you have this celestial ship, and with our Hrafinkel, you may be able to destroy Horus's warship!"

"Why are you running away! We should avenge Russ!"

"An eye for an eye, blood for blood, this is an irreconcilable hatred!"

Grinham grabbed his bloody power axe, which was still stained with the flesh and blood of enemies whose bodies had become unrecognizable. The rebels used the power of the warp to not only reshape the metal armor, but also recreate their flesh and blood.

They were now very close to the Spirit of Vengeance. They could even see through the portholes of the damned battleship the flames from the large-scale explosive devices and melta bombs that were detonated.

The massive explosion even made the entire Spirit of Vengeance tremble. Those wolves who were still resisting would rather die with their enemies than live in disgrace.

Grinham could even feel his remaining battle-brothers, blasting their enemies with roaring weapons in a hold filled with the filth of the Warp, only to be killed by their enemies as their armor was pierced through.

He didn't want to run away.

Chagatai Khan just looked coldly at the wolf whose brain was dominated by anger and fear, which was a taboo in war.

"You idiot, how did you survive the cold winter of Fenris?" Brokenclaw Bjorn scolded, "Who told you that these are the only cards the Warmaster has? Never underestimate Horus. Our most important task now is to bring the Primarch to a safe place for treatment!"

"If you want to die, go back. We will never stop you!"

Faced with the rebuke from a companion who was much less experienced than himself, Greenham was about to retort, but then he realized that the other party was right.

He immediately bowed to the Khan and begged for the War Eagle's forgiveness and mercy.

Chagatai was not so stingy as to get angry with these wolf cubs. He immediately ordered the warship's star-destroying cannon to charge and create an escape route for the fleet.

A dazzling beam of plasma light tore through the rebel warships that blocked its way, and then the Sky Eagle and her followers sailed away.

(End of this chapter)