This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 265 is simple: I'll just launch a rebellion and overthrow the empire.

Bjorn ultimately chose to lie on the operating table.

The cold metal tabletop was pressed against his swollen body tissues, which had been soaked in nutrient solution for a long time. The overhead operating lights shone a blinding white light throughout the operating room, and the air was filled with the mixed smell of disinfectant and activated stem cell culture medium.

The wolf priest responsible for "lying down" him had already been hung outside and beaten by the alpha wolf Logan. His powerful howl pierced through the thick bulkhead, accompanied by the rattling sound of the chains, which was enough to prove the Primarch's superb skills.

The wolf guards and the various wolf leaders watching in the corridor suppressed their laughter but dared not utter a sound, exchanging glances with each other.

Arthur stood in front of the operating table, his fingers sliding rapidly across the data panel, adjusting the parameters.

The biggest challenge in stem cell-based body remodeling is precisely modifying each area at the cellular level to prevent limb mutations or organ problems.

The normal procedure involves first analyzing the injured state of the fearless, then extracting the fearless's body tissue, using stem cells produced by the Belissa furnace to specifically cultivate the limbs, followed by a long period of modification to remove the parts of the fearless that are not missing, before finally removing the fearless for limb reattachment.

The most difficult part is the connection process, which must be done quickly to complete the fusion with the body before the remaining limbs become inactive.

Therefore, the surgery also incorporates the local application of static force fields and time force fields, which poses a huge challenge to the surgeon's mental state and concentration.

However, for the Primarch, this mental strain is nothing.

The original is the pinnacle of genetic engineering.

If it weren't for the Primal Blood Stack provided by Caul, which recorded the genes of 21 Primarchs, and Guilliman, the only working prototype, Ramses wouldn't have dared to modify it so easily.

As the collaboration deepened, Caul and the Dawnwing revealed more and more of their cards. Many former Proto-Space Marines who had been officially recognized were placed in the development zone of the former Tau Empire. However, after careful deliberation, the surviving Proto-Space Marines who had betrayed the Primarch were not unfrozen.

The Primarch and the Genetic Offspring have a connection at both the genetic and warp levels. Before everyone transmigrated, they had seen the story of how Forgrim used this connection to tempt the Primarch Space Marines to betray him and steal the Black Templar relic, the Black Sword.

We cannot afford to be careless.

Until Caul completes his method of severing the connection between his offspring and the Primarch, these insurmountable rebel members will certainly be useless.

While the existence of Primarchs naturally draws the Space Marines in, it also poses a significant risk. Primarch rebellions are organized and systematic, a sentiment that continues to haunt many Space Marines even after millennia.

"I see. So, the biggest contradiction you face when it comes to helping others lies in the moment of 'wolf,' right?"

During the final stages of the surgery, Arthur also spoke with Bjorn.

A medical servo skull floats between the two, recording their conversation. Its mechanical eyes occasionally turn, capturing changes in Bjorn's physical data.

He was checking Bjorn's neurological responses, and the old wolf cooperated by raising his hand, his eyes constantly observing the rugged face through the reflection of the medical instruments.

Aside from the murals hanging in the various halls of sacred objects, this was the first time in ten thousand years that he had truly seen his own face.

"Yes, my lord."

Bjorn opened his mouth awkwardly and replied, his voice like a long-unused gear turning again, with a stiff, jerky quality.

Speak with your mouth.

This was Arthur's request, and it would help him recover his physical functions quickly.

Arthur nodded slightly, his fingers rapidly recording something on the data panel, while a probe was inserted into Bjorn's throat to observe the movement of Bjorn's throat muscles.

Every breath required conscious control, since I hadn't used this function in a long time.

“My Lord has sworn an oath, and I am certain that he is somewhere in the galaxy.”

Bjorn said that each breath he took was tinged with slight hesitation, as if he were relearning how to control this flesh and blood body.

"So we refuse a lot, but when faced with gifts, we will accept them generously and repay kindness with blood. When faced with enemies who try to control us, we will show our claws and tear them apart with blood."

"So you are looking forward to your own end."

Arthur expressed his understanding.

The members of the Wolf Pack all have some self-destructive tendencies, but these are cleverly concealed by the outward appearance of the wolves.

They are not afraid of challenges, and they will rush into battle no matter how difficult it is, even if the war will wipe them out.

Simply because Ruth had sworn an oath.

Listen up, brothers!

"At some point in the distant future, the wolf pack will face a life-or-death situation, and our enemies will do everything in their power to destroy us."

“When that time comes, my children, no matter if it is a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, no matter if the road is blocked or if I am about to die, I will answer your call and come.”

"When it's all over, I'll be there, for the final battle, for the moment of the wolf!"

With Bjorn's twitching eyes, Ramses repeated the words of the Wolves' Moment with great emotion.

Bjorn's gaze searched for some trace on Ramses's angular face, trying to find the connection between this mysterious Primarch and the Wolf King. He couldn't help but wonder if this guy was standing right next to him when Ruth spoke back then.

How come these four Primarchs, whom I've never even heard of, know everything?
The Wolf's Moment, in the wild wolves' minds, is the moment when the wolf king returns.

So when Magnus invaded Fenris, destroying the Space Wolves' hopes of escaping the Spiral of Wolves, they didn't panic.

When multiple departments of the Empire used the War of Armageddon as a pretext to launch the Month of Shame, they did not panic.

The galaxy is in turmoil, and the space wolves are heading towards extinction, but the wolves continue to throw themselves into war with high enthusiasm.

However, when the Dawn Expedition arrived and the four Primarchs came to the Imperium, the Space Wolves were somewhat panicked.

The wolves fear the demise of the Wolves' Moment, fear the Empire's continued prosperity, and fear that Ruth's return is a distant prospect.

However, their responsibilities do not allow them to stand against humanity.

Therefore, when faced with the Primarchs' support, the Primarch Space Marines brought back by Alm underwent surgery, which caused great distress to the high command, including Logan.

They gave us everything we were entitled to, and even gave the pharmacists room to express themselves. There was nothing to criticize, and no one could refuse.

Now that the four Primarchs have appeared on his face, even the ambitious Ultramarines can't find fault with him.

The Great Vortex Starfield has begun to operate stably, and its resources are able to steadily strengthen the defense of the Solar Starfield. Even Space Wolves, located at the salient of the Solar Starfield, received a batch of military support from the Great Vortex in the past few years.

The other special zones are all progressing steadily. Ultramarines are gradually restoring the territory of Greater Ultramar and recalling a large number of ship-based sub-groups. Blood Angels have regained their status and are beginning to resemble a mother group.

The Dawn Sector was even more remarkable, with four Primarchs in charge, who completed the development plan in just ten years and began exporting resources.

Next, they will build a stable route to Cardia, further strengthen the defenses of Cardia's defensive perimeter, and make more efficient use of existing resources to fight against the Chaos foe.

It is clear to the naked eye that the empire's situation will only get better and better.

The better the situation in the empire, the later the Wolf King will return.

What should I do if it stays healthy?
"It's simple, why don't we launch a great revolution and overthrow the empire?"

Ramses, looking at the melancholy space wolf, patted his chest and said:

"Both are in turmoil, but it's not like any empire is in turmoil. Besides, in revolutions, people always die."

No, Uncle?

Bjorn's eyes widened, his beard twitched slightly, and his arms, which were still moving, froze in mid-air.

"Cough, cough~"

The old wolf couldn't catch his breath, so Arthur quickly put a respirator on him and glared at Ramses.

Even Logan couldn't keep his old face straight anymore.

He thought the Wolf Pack was already out of step with the Empire, so who was this expert?

Shouldn't your Great Revolution be called the Great Rebellion?

Which other empire is there?

Seeing that all eyes were on him, Ramses said again:
"To be honest, I feel that Lemanrus is most likely lying to you. He just thinks the Empire has become a cesspool and wants to run away, but he doesn't quite trust the Wolf Pack, so he left behind Bjorn, who is reliable enough. If the Wolf Pack is put in crisis because of the rectification, the Wolf King might actually be able to come back." As soon as Ramses finished speaking, the temperature in the medical pod seemed to drop several degrees.

The facial muscles of the Wild Wolf's high-ranking members involuntarily tensed, and some subconsciously reached for the weapons at their waists, the clanging of metal particularly jarring in the silent space.

But he didn't stop there and continued speaking.

"And I bet that if the Wolf Pack were wiped out today because of their own fault, that guy wouldn't come back."

Ramses's judgment displeased the surrounding Wolf Wolves' high-ranking members, who bared their teeth in disapproval.

However, they vaguely felt that Ramses was right, especially the rune priests.

This made them even more panicked.

"Because in Lemanrus's mind, his offspring would surely be able to hold out until the end."

When Arthur saw that Bjorn had caught his breath, his voice was calm yet powerful, like a tranquilizer that calmed the restless wolves down a little.

"According to your records, Lemanrus left in search of the Tree of Life, which could heal the Emperor. Based on the intelligence we have, the so-called Tree of Life is most likely Elsa, the Eldar's goddess of life."

"It is a long and arduous road, and even we today do not have the courage to venture into the warp."

"Lemanrus spared you, Bjorn, because you have proven your resilience and courage to him countless times, and you have experienced and overcome the pain of losing companions stronger than yourself."

"Therefore, among all of Lemanrus's offspring, only you are qualified to lead the Space Wolves, and only you can keep the Wolves going until he returns."

Bjorn's Adam's apple bobbed, his fingers unconsciously gripping the fabric on his knees, his gaze passing through the porthole of the medical bay and casting his eyes upon the endless starry sky.

The Primarch revealed secrets known to few, and the wolves listened quietly.

"If he finds the Tree of Life, his return will be accompanied by a better Space Wolves than before. If the Empire is truly nearing its end, then whether he finds the Tree of Life or not will be meaningless, and he will naturally return to stand with you."

"He believed that Fenris's wolf pack could hold out until the end, so he was able to leave in peace, because when he looked at reality, he could see a part of the empire and judge the situation accordingly."

"He believed that the wolves would still be fighting when the empire was about to fall, rather than hoping that you would willingly die for his return, only to find the ruins of Fenris when he returned."

"So I personally understand your behavior, but at the same time I think it's unnecessary."

Seeing so many high-ranking officials present, their faces clearly showing signs of contemplation due to the Primarch's words, Arthur took the opportunity to explain his own thoughts.

"I hope that Space Wolves will accept our assistance and learn from each other to strengthen themselves."

“This is not because the Wings of Dawn want to control you or make you act according to our plan, but because we need the help of the Son of Ruth, and the Son of Ruth has the ability to do so.”

It must be said that Master Ya is truly skilled in the art of speaking and always knows how to please people.

“I remember Magnus seemed to know the whereabouts of the Wolf King.”

Ramses stroked his chin and dropped another bombshell.

Magnus knew that the Wolf King's whereabouts were explicitly mentioned in the 'Black Library,' and that it didn't matter if he didn't know.

Once it fell into his hands, he had no choice but to know, even if he didn't know it.

"What if Magnus attacks Fenris again someday, but the Space Wolf is too weak to let him escape?"

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The wolves all fell into deep thought.

Although I don't quite believe what Qianzi is saying, he's already said it, so I can't just ignore it, right?

What if?
What if it's true?

Bjorn looked up at the sky.

He has already begun to regret not leaving Magnus, who invaded Fenris, during the 32k era.

The entire sanctuary fell silent, save for the sound of the medical equipment running.

"It seems he listened to what I said."

Ramses moved closer to Arthur.

"well done."

Arthur said that without a partner to perform the skit, his words might not be as effective.

"Also, you can go for a walk now if you have nothing to do, but don't interfere with my recovery and adjustment."

"Come on, taking two steps back is more effective than any rehabilitation."

Ramses rushed forward and pulled Arthur back.

"Put away the interference."

He added another reminder.

Upon hearing this, Arthur simply abandoned his own 'reality'.

Bjorn, lying in his hospital bed, experienced a rapid return to normalcy in his physical indicators, as if some kind of suppression had been removed. This led to his body developing in a more powerful direction.

"Subspace entity".

Arthur quickly identified what it was.

"No, it hasn't interfered with Bjorn himself yet. It's just that the Wolf Pack has been working on this power for him over the years, making his soul a bit more unique."

Ramses explained, then couldn't help but complain as well.

"Astartes truly lives up to its reputation as an existence highly bound to the warp."

Just as Sigismund was able to suddenly kill Khorne's Chosen Cain after a moment of enlightenment, the actual combat abilities of the named Astartes have never matched their actual physical data.

"Don't worry about it, it'll be fine."

He made this judgment.

"Let's go then."

After carefully saving the experimental data and archiving the equipment inside the sanctuary, Arthur didn't delay and chose to leave directly, entrusting the sanctuary entirely to the thoughtful Wild Wolf.
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"Logan."

After a long silence, Bjorn finally stood up and said to Logan, "I need to go out for a bit."

The sound interrupted everyone's thoughts, and the wolves' eyes immediately fell on the old wolf.

He was strong and imposing; you could tell he was terrifyingly powerful just by looking at him.

But in those deep wolf eyes, there was a hint of peace.

It was as if he had figured something out.

"What to do?"

Logan looked at the strong and imposing old wolf and couldn't help but ask.

"Let's go catch up with some old friends!"

Bjorn, carrying an axe and wearing a simple wolf skin, stormed into the banquet hall.

“Kay, Zabril, and those guys who were hanging around in front of me the other day!”

"Get out of here!"

(End of this chapter)