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Chapter 239 The Wolf Pack of Hongwen

Zhu Tou Qiang, Zhua Gen Bao, Krieg, and Dou Zong are all the founders of the Space Husky Battle Group.

After the mission where he followed Qin Yun to support Macurag and assist Belisarius Caul in rescuing Guilliman was completed...
This group of players did not return to the Calithis sector, but chose to stay in Macragge.

Later, he followed Guilliman on a pilgrimage expedition.

Feeling that they cooperated well and had fun, they left their original groups and formed the Space Husky Group.

After Guilliman launched the Unyielding Expedition,

The Space Husky Legion once again joined the First Expeditionary Fleet.

During this period, I have been serving the First Expeditionary Fleet.

Now, they are considered a veteran and powerful faction, consistently ranking in the top five in war scores.

They were also very unhappy about being given the cold shoulder by the Space Wolves and being turned away outside the Wolf Castle.

Even if Space Wolves are a founding team, have a bit of a temper, and don't like them.

But they are, after all, the Fourth Calamity. We should at least give them some face.

As a result, they couldn't even get through the door and were ridiculed by the other party. Anyone would be furious in that situation.

But upon hearing what the bald monk shouted, Pighead Qiang and the other players widened their eyes in astonishment.
These words were tantamount to shouting at the Dark Angel.
'You are all fallen angels,' 'Lane doesn't want you traitors,'
Performing headless art before the steel hand,
Or perhaps she'll perform as an angel in front of those bloodthirsty bastards, the Holy Blood Angels.

"We're doomed! The wolf cubs are going to be furious!!"

Pighead Qiang slapped his forehead.

Zhua Genbao stared wide-eyed at the bald monk, wanting to give him a thumbs up and shout, "Brother, you're awesome!"

Even a wolf cub dares to humiliate you like this.
As expected of a man who inherited the bloodline of the Wolf King, he has guts.

"That's a bit much," said Dou Zong.

The heavy gates of Wolfsburg opened.

Several burly space wolves dressed in Terminator armor emerged.
Each one was draped in fur and adorned with totems, and carried a weapon.

He glared at the bald monk and the other players with hostility.

A burly man with a snow-white beard and hair, and whose head was adorned with a gilded giant wolf skull, stepped forward.
He held an enormous axe and a bomb gun in his hands.

Clearly, he wasn't there to entertain guests.

“I am Chapter Master Logan Grimnal, and now…” Logan raised his battle axe and pointed it at the bald monk, “you will pay the price for your foolish words and deeds.”

Logan is one of the most renowned heroes of the Empire and the most powerful legendary chapter commander.

He is known as one of the three mighty men of the Empire, along with Louis Dante of the Angels of the Holy Blood and Marius Augustus Calgar of the Ultramarines.

He once fought a giant wolf with his bare hands, defeated the Great Demon Khorne, killed the Orc chieftain, and even defeated Magnus.

"The price?? Are the wolf packs so fragile now that they can't even listen to the truth?"

The bald monk stared intently at Logan.

He would never apologize to those stubborn wolf cubs.

“You have Robert Guilliman’s blood flowing in your veins; you are his cub, not part of the pack.”

Logan's tone was unfriendly.

"Admit your mistakes now, or you'll never have a chance to speak."

"You don't need to acknowledge my bloodline." The bald monk didn't care about Logan's expression at all and retorted directly.

“I am purer than any of you. You are not worthy of the noble title of Space Wolf.”

"Wolves have never had the custom of rejecting their own kind, yet you turned away your blood brothers who had come from afar, simply because of your own unfounded speculation."

Along with the Space Husky Legion, there was also a group of Original Forged Warriors with Wolf King bloodlines.

At this moment, they were all standing not far away.

As originally planned, they would be incorporated into the Space Wolves Squadron to replenish the Space Wolves' combat losses.

But the wolf pack refused.

The reason they believed was that Guilliman was trying to control Fenris through such means, thereby turning the empire into his personal fiefdom.

"How we do things is none of your business, an outsider!" Logan glared at the bald monk.

"Maybe I should beat you up and then have someone carry you back."

The bald monk also retorted sharply.
“I had the same thought. Maybe I should beat you to a pulp and then have your brothers carry you inside.”

The bald monk activated his scepter, and his powerful body surged with astonishing spiritual energy.
Ancient runes emerged in the air, emitting a faint glow.

This caused several rune priests, including the Windcaller, to show solemn expressions.

They never imagined that the challenger before them was so well-versed in the art of runes.

"You'll soon realize how foolish you've been."

Logan ordered his men to take away his explosive gun, then faced the bald monk with his battle axe.

"That's hard to say," the bald monk said fearlessly.
During this period, he acquired many skills that enhanced his combat capabilities.

The recognition of the Giant Wolf Soul: This allows him to gain the blessing of the Fenris World Soul, thus unleashing astonishing power.

Wolf Transformation: Allows free switching between human and werewolf forms. When switching to werewolf form, strength and speed will increase dramatically.

Everyone watched as the two faced each other, their tension palpable, but no one intervened.

This is a duel for honor.
Others cannot interfere at will.

Logan let out a dull thud and swung his battle axe at the bald monk.
The bald monk used his scepter to defend himself.
The two weapons clashed with a resounding clang, and a terrifying shockwave swept outwards, whipping up a flurry of white snow.

The bald monk felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, and his hand gripping the scepter was slightly sore.

Logan, as the alpha wolf, possesses astonishing strength.

He's already this strong before even advancing to the Primal Forging stage.

If he were to advance to the Primal Forging stage, wouldn't his combat power be off the charts? No wonder he's one of the Empire's three most powerful men; he's incredibly strong.

Logan didn't give the bald man much time to think before launching another attack.

The battle axe in his hand was powerful and heavy, making a whooshing sound in the air when he swung it.

The bald monk sidestepped the battle axe, then slammed his psionic-powered hand towards Logan.

The violent psionic energy formed an exaggerated shockwave.
Logan crouched down to minimize contact, managing to withstand the impact with his heavy Terminator armor.

The bald monk charged forward, swinging his scepter and smashing it down.

Logan blocked the attack with his battle axe.
Zheng~
The sound of weapons clashing spread with the surging air currents.

Logan parried the scepter with his battle axe, then took a step closer and punched the bald man squarely in the face.

The bald monk was knocked away and landed on the snow in the distance with a dull thud.

Countless white snowflakes were swept away, creating a shocking deep crater.

The bald monk quickly adjusted his posture, then pounced again like a hunting wolf.

He first twisted his body to dodge the opponent's attack, then swung his staff at the opponent's face.

Logan blocked the attack with his arm guard.
The collision produced a piercing sound, and cracks appeared in the arm armor, demonstrating the force of the blow.

Logan seized the opportunity and kicked the bald monk in the chest where he was completely undefended, sending him flying once again.

The bald monk felt dizzy and then his body was filled with pain.

He fell to the ground, his vision blurred.

The excruciating pain, like bones cracking, made him grimace.

“You are not a pack of wolves at all. You are just a bunch of extreme warriors painted with wolf totems. Fenris has never had warriors like you.”

“You are just Guilliman’s henchmen, trying to help him control the wolf pack.”

Logan strode towards the fallen bald monk, ready to teach him a lesson he would never forget.

Let him know that he can't just say whatever he wants in Fenris.

"Ten thousand years ago, Fenris didn't have wolf packs either. Why don't you blame the changes brought about by the Emperor?" The bald monk coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet.

But he remained quick-witted, and one sentence from him only fueled Logan's anger.

“What right does Robert Guilliman have to be compared to the Father?” Logan shouted. “Does he deserve it? He doesn’t!”

"You deserve to be abandoned in this icy world by the Wolf King for ten thousand years; you have insulted his brother!" The bald monk also lost his temper.
"Although the regent's actions were somewhat biased, he was at least earnestly continuing the empire and safeguarding the achievements of the emperor and his brothers."

"Yet you reject your own blood brothers, simply because you fear being replaced. You use false honor to mask your selfishness and outdated traditions to resist redemption."

Although the game has a pain limit, the sensation of pain is real.

Anyone would be angry if they were beaten up like that.

As a Warhammer fan, the bald monk naturally knew where the wolves' weaknesses lay.

They really hit every weak point with every strike, turning even the wolves watching from the sidelines into red-hot wolves.

Players like Pighead Qiang were completely dumbfounded; this was practically blatantly offending the wolf pack!
Logan's eyes burned with rage as he began to run, each step causing the ground to tremble.

“Regret for blaspheming Fenris.” Logan’s voice was like the howl of a giant wolf, carrying a terrifying will.

“You are the one who should regret blaspheming Fenris, Logan.”

The bald monk activated his skill.
Roar!
A phantom image of a giant, snow-white wolf appeared behind him.

A terrifying roar sent snowflakes swirling upwards.

The rune priests, including Windcaller Nagar, were dumbfounded and utterly shocked.

"This is impossible! The Fenris Wolf's approval!!"

"How could an outsider like him possibly gain recognition?"

"This doesn't make sense." "Something must have gone wrong."

All rune priests who served the wolf pack had personally experienced the power of the Fenris world soul during meditation.
Often, they would use this power to defeat powerful enemies or to predict their fate.

When Magnus launched his invasion of Fenris, Logan was able to stop the Primarch only because he received the blessing of the World Soul.

Otherwise, how could a mortal possibly contend against a Primal Being that is like a god?

Seeing the giant wolf phantom appear out of thin air, the furious Logan paused for a moment, his eyes, burning with rage, revealing shock and astonishment.

He had never seen an outsider gain the approval of the Fenris Wolves.

Logan hesitated only for a moment before launching another attack.

The heavy battle axe swung down with tremendous force, carrying the momentum of splitting a mountain.

The enhanced bald monk blocked the attack, then threw a powerful punch that slammed into the opponent's face.

The heavy blow turned Logan's vision blood red.
Feeling dizzy, I staggered back a few steps.

Roar!
The blood drove Logan into a rage.
He quickly composed himself and then launched an attack like a mad wolf.

In his enraged state, his strength and speed were greatly enhanced, his eyes turned into wolf eyes, and his teeth also changed.

This is wolfification.

A terrible curse, yet it enhances the fighting power of the wolves.

Faced with the ferocious Logan, the bald monk was at a disadvantage and was once overwhelmed by the alpha wolf, having no chance to fight back.

The bald monk quickly activated his wolf transformation skill as well.

In just the time it takes to breathe, both speed and power have increased dramatically.

Hair grew on its face, and its eyes were sharp, exuding a bloodthirsty wildness.

"You're not the only one who knows this!!" the bald monk roared in a low voice.

Seeing this, the members of Space Wolves looked at each other in bewilderment.

No way, how do I even know this?!
Upon seeing that the other party was also cursed with wolf-like transformation, Logan regained some of his sanity amidst his rage.

But he continued forward, roaring and launching attacks in an attempt to defeat his opponent.

Another fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

Even with the blessing of the World Soul and wolf transformation,
The bald monk was still no match for Logan, a veteran powerhouse of the empire.

Logan has been the chaptermaster of the Space Wolves Chapter for nearly a thousand years.

They spent most of their time fighting, honing their superb combat skills.

Furthermore, this alpha wolf also received Fenris's blessing.

The bald monk possessed superior physical abilities, but ultimately he was still somewhat inferior to a veteran who had fought for many years.

Zheng~
The weapons of both sides clashed again.
The bald monk's scepter was knocked away, tracing an arc in the air before finally landing on the ground.

Just as he was about to make a move, a battle axe crackling with electric arcs appeared in front of him, blocking all his path.

"It's over." Logan said calmly, announcing his victory.
But there was no joy on his face.
He can freely control his wolf transformation and has even gained the approval of the World Soul.

This is something that most Space Wolves warriors cannot do.

All of this demonstrates that the person before them has gained Fenris's approval.

"Then I must congratulate you, the alpha wolf abandoned by the wolf king." Even at this point, the bald monk was still being stubborn.
The main reason was that the beating hurt too much, which made him very angry.

Even if Logan, the alpha wolf, wanted to kill him, he would not back down an inch in his anger.

"Get out, and never set foot in Fenris again." Logan didn't continue; he just wanted these people to get out.

“Then you can rot away here by yourselves. One day, the Wolf King will return here and say with disappointment, ‘You are not his offspring,’” the bald monk shouted.

"Don't force me to kill you." Logan's tone was filled with murderous intent.
The Forged warriors in the distance looked uneasy, whispering among themselves, worried about what was about to happen.

The consequences of killing a Chosen One are far more severe than those of killing a Grey Knight Grandmaster or an Inquisitor.

The latter merely disobeyed the empire, while the former severed ties with the emperor.

“That’s enough, Logan,” a hoarse voice said.

A tall, fearless machine strode out of the Wolfsburg with heavy steps.

He is a legend of the Space Wolves, a great hero who has lived since the 30k era – Bjorn.

Even Logan, the alpha wolf, dared not offend this ancient hero.

When Bjorn came out, Logan bowed his head and gave a humble greeting.

Bjorn walked up to the bald monk with a bruised and swollen face, his voice softening.
"Logan was too impulsive; he shouldn't have treated the guests who had come from afar so rudely."

"Come, please follow me into the Wolf's Castle. The servants will serve you fine wine and delicacies."

Bjorn's arrival eased the sharp tensions between the two sides.

The bald monk wanted to leave, but Pighead Qiang and the other players stopped him.
"Dude, this is a quest! Are you getting worked up by the NPCs?"

"I'm impressed. This is the first time I've seen someone get so angry with an NPC while doing a quest."

"We've completely offended the wolf pack. If it weren't for Bjorn, we probably would have had to slink away in disgrace."

"........."

As his companion spoke, the bald monk gradually calmed down.

He also realized that something was wrong.
How can you get angry with an NPC over such a small thing?
It seems that the plan to befriend the Space Wolves and trick them into giving him the artifacts has failed.

I don't know how Zhan Shuai did it, he's practically a succubus, he's charming wherever he goes.

After arranging the Chosen Ones and the Primal Forged Warriors in a large hall...

Bjorn brought the alpha wolf, along with several other officials from Dalian, to the inner court.

“As the leader of a warband, you’ve been too reckless, Logan.”

Bjorn looked at Logan and began to reprimand him.

“Guilliman promulgated the Astartes and now he’s destroyed it himself,” Logan said. “He’s not trustworthy, and the warriors he sent are even less trustworthy.”

“Look at their promises. They can provide the wolf pack with thousands of new recruits, while we only have less than a thousand soldiers right now.”

"When they overwhelm Fenris's wolf pack with several times their numbers, to whom will the pack belong? The wolf king's will will be diluted, and Guilliman's authority will take root in Fenris."

"So, you impulsively turned them away and tried to kill one of the Emperor's Chosen? Do you know what that action represents? It represents your complete betrayal of the Emperor and the Wolf King?"

Bjorn hasn't slept since he was awakened by that mysterious angel.

He believed this was a sign, representing some kind of change, and that the wolf king might return.

For this reason, he had been commanding the Astrologers and priests to receive Astrologian messages from the Warp during this period.

From those fragmented star messages, he pieced together the general situation of the empire today.

Guilliman and a living saint took control of Terra, and a group known as the Chosen Ones became active throughout the land.

“I didn’t have that thought,” Logan defended himself. “I just wanted them to leave.”

“But you almost did that,” Bjorn said. “You were just a hair’s breadth away from destroying Fenris’s wolf pack.”

“I will continue to communicate with them for the next period of time, and you need to learn to control your emotions and stay calm. No matter what we talk about, you must not get angry,” Bjorn said.

Logan nodded. "I will."

…………

The delegations all carried communication equipment.

The relevant information was immediately transmitted to the Makula Glory.

"I originally thought that it would be better for these chosen ones, who are also of Ruth's bloodline, to go."

"Now it seems that it was just wishful thinking on my part."

Guilliman had a headache.
From the delegation's report, he could imagine the extent to which those chosen ones had offended the wolf pack!

Not engaging in combat on the spot was already considered a sign of restraint.

Without much hesitation, he immediately opened the communication system and contacted the saint in Terra, recounting the whole story.

Having just finished dealing with the aftermath of the Imperial Guard's arrangements and the Netway Project, Qin Yun slapped his forehead lightly upon hearing Guilliman's description.
These newbies are really getting more and more amazing, managing to drive the alpha wolf to despair.

But thinking about it, this result isn't surprising.

Space Wolf never liked Guilliman and harbored resentment over the dismantling of the Legion.

Players like the bald monk were sent by Guilliman, so naturally they were not recognized.

Players who are the fourth calamity are fearless and easily defeated, so it's normal for them to fight.

As a result, the Space Wolf couldn't take it anymore after the fight.

They cannot control their wolf-like transformation, but the Chosen Ones can.

They cannot gain the approval of the World Soul, but the Chosen Ones can.

After the fight, the entire wolf pack, from top to bottom, would probably be wondering who the real Fenris was.

“This matter still requires your presence,” Guilliman said. “The wolf pack has a grudge against me, and even if I go in person, it will be difficult to persuade them to accept the gift from the original forging.”

“You are the Father’s saint, His messenger on earth. Because of this identity, they will not be disrespectful to you.”

The wolf pack's faith is in Ruth and the Allfather.
The "Fu" in this context refers to the emperor.

Qin Yun's personal journey to Fenris represents the Emperor's will.

P.S.: One more chapter, thanks for your support, brothers.

The update time has been a bit irregular lately. Once it stabilizes after a while, it will return to noon.

(End of this chapter)