Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 259 I am Felus, but you are not Fugen.
"Forgrim... After all these years, you're still stubbornly clinging to your delusions! Look at your body, what have you become? Is this what you call perfection? You monster... is this what you wanted?"

Feralus felt a pang of heartache as he looked at Forgrim's body...

The once handsome brother has completely transformed into a monster. As time has passed, Fugen's body has become increasingly grotesque, with few human characteristics remaining. Perhaps in ten thousand years, no trace of his original form will be found on Fugen's body.

When Fuggen killed him, he was still in a human body.

"Shut up! Shut up, Felus! Strength comes at a price. Compared to everything I've achieved, what you say is utterly insignificant. Since you refuse to join me... then I'll kill you one more time!"
I have achieved immortality! Nothing can kill me, and you are still the same person you were before. I could kill you then, and I can kill you now!

"You won't have the chance!"

A massive surge of psionic energy erupted from Felus, the power automatically emanating from his spirit bones, combined with the psionic energy provided by the Spear of Adun, making Felus's psionic performance no less powerful than that of the demonized Felgen.

The psionic hammer materialized in Felus's hand, while countless powerful ranged weapons were successfully deployed behind him.

And these weapons are now powered by psionic energy.

Knowing he would be facing a demonized Fugan, Feralus personally modified these weapons, believing that the best way to combat psionic energy was to use psionic energy itself.

Ferrus was not only a powerful warrior, but also the empire's finest craftsman.

If Vokhan forges only exquisite artifacts, then Ferus excels at creating powerful weapons that can be directly applied to the battlefield.

"Psionic... You've started using psionic powers too? Aren't you afraid your so-called father will scold you?"

Fugen remembered that the former Felus could not use psionic powers; this was an ability that should not have appeared in him.

The psionic hammer also made Fugen feel threatened.

This roused Fugen to his full attention, and he raised his four arms, holding the four blasphemous artifacts horizontally in front of him.

How did my brother, who used to be unable to use psychic powers, suddenly develop such a high level of mastery over them?
Feralus responded with a powerful psionic beam.

The attack struck Fugen's body without warning.

Psychic energy surged through Fugen's demonized body.

A gaping wound that wouldn't bleed appeared directly on his demonized body.

Fugen looked at his injured body, while the power of the warp was constantly replenishing it.

Seeing their Primarchs being harmed, the Noise Warriors of the Imperial Princes immediately retaliated with sonic weapons. But how much damage could weapons powerful enough to shatter internal organs do to Purifiers and Felus, whose bodies were already mechanized?

The Purifiers began their charge, displaying almost all the combat skills of a normal Templar. Their leg speed-enhancing devices activated, propelling them to incredible speed as they charged towards the Prince and the Slaanesh.

The energy shield neutralized the attacks from the prince and the demon, and the body made of spirit bones maintained good protection even after the shield was shattered.

The Immortal's antimatter kept exploding among the enemy ranks, and Feralus had also transformed into a humanoid turret, but he could not act recklessly; he needed energy to sustain his activities.

One by one, the emperor's sons and the demons vanished into nothingness.

However, the concentrated fire still caused considerable losses to the Purifiers, who lacked ranged weapons, during the assault.

Watching the Purifier turn into mechanical fragments.

Fugen scoffed, "This is your newly manufactured weapon? It's utterly useless..."

But just as the imperial princes leaped over the fragments of the Purifiers, the Purifiers, which should have been completely destroyed, began to reassemble.

The next second they rejoined the battle, and the prince and the Slaanesh demons were suddenly surrounded.

Having just uttered his sarcastic remarks, this scene reignited Fugen's anger; the slap in the face was far too resounding...

Even after becoming demonized, he was still affected by emotions, and at this moment, Fugen had no idea of ​​the orders Slaanesh had given him.

What did it matter whether Gao Yi was killed or brought back? That was no longer important; his only target was Felus.

His mind was filled with the thought of killing Felus again; this was his inner demon, an obsession he could never shake off.

"Ferus! Face me!" Seeing Fugen charging towards him, Ferus aimed his ranged fire at Fugen's desecrated body, but with his powerful vitality, Fugen still managed to reach Ferus.

One of his arms had been blown off, his snake tail had been cut in half, and his blasphemous armor had been shattered, revealing his completely demonized flesh.

As Fuggen finally got closer, he brandished his blade. Felus could sense that Fuggen was indeed stronger than before, and by more than just a little.

However, the increase in strength did not lead to a qualitative change in technique.

Fu Gen, who was addicted to pleasure, eventually became lazy over the past ten thousand years.

The two fought with all their might, destroying everything around them.

Both of them had wounds appearing on their bodies.

But Fugen felt a strange sensation as the strike landed on Feralus.

Fugen looked at the spot where Felus had been hit, and realized that his own blade was stuck inside the other man's body.

The sound of flesh being cut, which I had imagined, did not come. Instead, I heard the sound of metal clashing together.

Fugen's eyes narrowed as the bionic skin was cut open, revealing the Purifier's mechanical body underneath.

Its strength, exceeding that of adamantite, allowed Felus to block Fugen's attack.

Fugen also discovered that Feralus's unusual body was slowly healing...

As the surrounding subspace energy provided power to Fugen, Feralus's skeletal body also absorbed this psychic energy to repair itself.

"You're not Feralus...you're definitely not Feralus...your body...there's something wrong with your body! Tell me, who are you?"

"Only your arms should be encased in machinery; your body is completely devoid of flesh and blood!"

"Who am I? I am who I am, I am the Loyalist, I am the Primarch of the Iron Hand, Feralus Manus! And you, you are not the Forgrim I once knew!"

My brother is dead, and you are nothing but a demon possessing his body! You are not worthy to live in his name!

My brother is dead! Dead!

Ferrus's words continued to pierce Fugen's soul.

In that moment of stunned silence, Feralus's psionic hammer slammed down on Fugen's head.

The enormous demon's body was smashed and sank into the ground.

The psionic hammer deals more damage to demonized enemies than weapons in the physical world.

Fueled by hatred and rage at the betrayal, the giant hammer pounded repeatedly on Fugen's head.

The battles between the strong often end in a single moment...

When Felus stopped moving, Fugen's body had already begun to gradually dissipate.

Even demons have their limits.

“Felus…”

"The devil is not worthy to call my name."

Fugen was exiled, not only by Feralas's physical methods, but also by his own self-doubt.

Fugen's soul returns to Slaanesh's realm, and Slaanesh is extremely dissatisfied with his performance. Even Fugen will be subjected to Slaanesh's most severe torture.

The defeat of Fugen did not stop the Slaanesh demons from attacking.

The sinister Slaanesh demon launched an attack on Felix in place of Fugen, and the remaining princes, seeing their Primarch defeated, began to lose morale and voluntarily retreat from the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)