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

Chapter 603 Breaking the Great Defense, Breaking the Great Defense (asking for monthly tickets)
Perturabo's laughter was forced.

On the one hand, he really liked this iron man in front of him who was eloquent, showed extraordinary eloquence and excellent thinking ability. The Lord of Iron saw his own shadow in Adam.

As early as in Olympia, he was the best engineer, inventor, diplomat, artist and philosopher. He hated war and killing because these barbaric things always burned beautiful existence to ashes.

And now, when Adam displayed his powerful fighting ability and the brilliance of rationality in front of him, Perturabo was completely unable to control his possessiveness.

He was extremely eager to obtain this extraordinary iron man, to study and analyze his secrets, and to master the wisdom and power that created him.

On the other hand, precisely because Adam was too outstanding, his penetrating analysis and ridicule really touched the most sensitive spot in Perturabo's heart.

He does always hope that others will see him as a hero who sacrifices his own interests for a higher purpose, so as to gain everyone's respect and love.

But he didn't want people to find out that he did these things intentionally in order to gain love and praise. He would rather appear in everyone's eyes as a selfless "philosopher king" rather than being seen for his vain nature.

Perturabo's toes, wrapped in power boots, were clenched together tightly, as if he was building a villa in this small space.

All the muscles in his body were tense and twitching, and the five fingers under the power gloves were clenched tightly, making a faint heavy friction sound.

But on the surface, he still maintained that nonchalant and open-minded look, not caring at all about winning or losing.

The Lord of Iron values ​​face the most, but he has to pretend not to care about these vain things.

It's just that it's obvious that Adam doesn't understand these subtle things. Although he is extremely intelligent and making rapid progress, it is still not easy for him to understand the ways of the world so quickly.

After all, changes in human psychology are more difficult to predict than the evolution of black holes.

By analyzing Perturabo's micro-expressions and muscle twitches, Adam realized that this high-ranking figure seemed to be picking his toes.

"Does my analysis make you feel uncomfortable? According to the micro-expression analysis, you are picking your toes, accompanied by slight muscle twitching reactions." Adam asked in confusion.

The Imperial Fists were the first to burst into laughter. They knew that Adam would not lie. How could the arrogant Perturabo be so embarrassed that he had to pick his toes after being told lies by an iron man?
They must tell Dorne this news. They believe that the Primarch, who has worked so hard for a long time, will also smile because of this joke.

"That's enough!" Perturabo said louder.

"My foolish and weak descendants may have caused you to hallucinate. Enjoy your last relaxing moments. I will come to you in person and break your necks one by one."

The Lord of Iron slowly clenched his iron fist and made an extremely determined look.

"I will bring down Dorne's ridiculous fortress, I will crush him under my feet, and finally -"

He pointed his finger at Adam.

"You will be my most satisfying trophy, an iron man with free will and independent thinking. You are completely different from your stupid peers. In this terrible universe, there are only a handful of beings as creative as you."

"Only by my side can you realize the meaning of your existence and not let your pearl be covered in dust. Look at what my brothers asked you to do. Put on armor, take up a sharp blade, and come to this war land of blood and fire. Listen to me, you can do more than this, and it is definitely not limited to the way of war."

If the war blacksmith who died in the battle could come back to life, he would probably be so angry that he would die after seeing this scene.

Perturabo, who didn't even bother to look at his own offspring, let alone speak to him, showed incredible patience and affinity when facing Adam.

It seemed that only when facing Adam did Perturabo feel that the other party was qualified to allow him to expend his energy to communicate and exchange with him, allowing him to temporarily suppress his bad shortcomings and nature in order to gain the recognition of the Iron Man.

If an Iron Warrior could receive this kind of treatment from Perturabo, he would probably have given everything for his father without hesitation.

Although every Iron Warrior regards the Iron Lord as a monster slayer, a tyrant subverter, and a strict father who is as powerful as a god but distant, they have always been looking forward to gaining recognition from their father one day.

But unfortunately, Perturabo's goodwill was completely meaningless to Adam.

In his heart, Roshi was his father, his creator, his everything. How could he be so easily seduced away by a sudden appearance from Perturabo? "Enough, rebellious Fourth Primarch! As long as my father is here, your fragile rebellion will be fruitless."

"He is far more perfect than you, wiser and more humble. Compared to him, you are nothing more than an inorganic product excreted from an organic body."

"I have met Rogal Dorn, he is a great man, he taught me a lot of useful knowledge." Adam changed the subject, "It is said that you are on par with him, but now I think you are far inferior to Dorn."

"Dorn can stand alone against all of your traitors, until the return of the Loyalist Primarch."

"And you are just a cannon fodder chosen by Horus. You don't really think that he recruited you for the so-called brotherhood? No?"

"I have heard my father tell of your miserable experience. You were deceived by Fulgrim, and then he absorbed a large amount of your life essence so that Fulgrim could complete the ritual of demon ascension. Were you completely drained by your own brother?"

The truth is often more hurtful than lies.

Everyone knows that an iron man who is based on rational logic will not lie.

“How dare you…” Perturabo’s face suddenly turned ashen, his face that looked like an ancient Greek sculpture was brewing with anger that was enough to burn the world to ashes.

The Iron Lord hated Dorne the most, and also cared about Dorne the most. He admired Dorne's talent and character, but also envied his extraordinary status in the Emperor's heart.

Love and hate, that's the relationship between Perturabo and Dorn.

Adam also mentioned the incident when Fulgrim plotted against him, which completely touched his weak spot.

"Are you out of breath? Fourth Primarch, my father gave me a psychology lesson using you as an example. He said that you appear to be an indestructible steel, but in fact you are still the giant Olympian baby inside. It seems that my father's point of view is really sharp."

"You were so easily blinded by anger that you didn't even use one tenth of your wisdom. According to the historical records of the empire that I read, you strangled your sister Kelly Fanny to death in such a state of rage."

"My father once expressed great regret for your betrayal. He said that Perturabo could have been a good man, but he found that the Emperor's Empire was not as perfect as he imagined."

"He said that what you want to do is not to be a general, but to be a creator. You can't assume that a gardener likes to do this just because he goes to look for manure to tend to the flowers and trees, and let him do this dirty work endlessly for hundreds of years."

Perturabo had completely turned into a volcano of fire, and he couldn't even smile. Adam simply took out all his self-esteem and pride, threw them into the cesspool, and stomped them hard until they were broken into pieces.

But Adam's subsequent words touched him deeply, and the "gardener" theory really touched his heart.

Why, why would such a rare person who could understand him have such malice towards him?
Even the Imperial Fists looked at Adam with admiration. So far, this young iron man was probably the only one who could make Perturabo so angry.

He was really brave. Now everyone could see that Perturabo was badly broken by Adam and he almost fainted before he could even catch his breath.

If he really fainted from anger, wouldn't he be the first Primarch to faint from anger in history?

The Lord of Iron took a long time to calm down, and finally suppressed his anger with his willpower. He was now just a holographic projection without any power, so how could he do anything to Adam?

He swore to himself that he would capture this sharp-tongued iron man, twist his mind, and make him kill his father with his own hands.

Although he did understand himself very well, it was precisely because he understood himself too well that Perturabo wanted to kill him.

Adam picked up the tactical helmet that had fallen to the ground, and the source of the holographic projection was this little thing.

"My father also told me that Perturabo and his sons are not worthy of the name of Iron Warriors. In your legion, only Barabas Dantioch can be called a man of steel inside and out."

"He suggested that you and your legion change your name. How about calling yourself the Rusted Cowards? Because the real Iron Warriors have already stood on the side of the Empire, and you are just some fools who are deceiving the world and stealing the name."

Then, without waiting for Perturabo to refute, Adam exerted a little force in his hands and crushed the helmet and the holographic projection generator into pieces.

(End of this chapter)