Warhammer: Filial Piety Makes Power

Chapter 326 The Lion King Did Not Sleep

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?"

The giant, awakened from his long slumber, opened his eyes. He did not know who he was, where he was, or why he was in this place.

But looking at the mutated forest filled with mist in front of him, the giant felt a sense of familiarity, especially the rotten and oppressive atmosphere in the dark forest, which made him feel a sense of home.

"Home? Only a wild beast would call this place home."

The giant subconsciously assessed his surroundings, looked around, and then realized that he was wearing a dark green suit of armor, and there was a helmet not far from him.

After a brief hesitation, driven by instinct, the giant tucked the helmet into his waistband. He didn't know why he did it, but that's what he did.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar surroundings, the giant suddenly heard a voice calling out in his ear:
"Come here quickly, come here quickly!"

The sound came from deep within the dense forest. If a normal person heard it, they would definitely run away. However, the giant was born with a certain wildness in him, and without hesitation, he followed the direction of the sound.

What's quite amazing is that the giant, who is nearly 4 meters tall, can walk on flat ground in this damp and dense forest as if it were flat ground. No matter how narrow the gap, he can slip into it very smoothly.

This phenomenon also puzzled the giant, but the chaotic and disordered memories prevented him from discerning the truth, and he could only mutter to himself:

"Could I be a forest fairy? Thank goodness this isn't Katachon."

"Katachan?"

The giant froze, and a giant toad, 3 meters tall, suddenly flashed through his mind. Not only did it look incredibly cool, but the toad also had a particularly smug look in its eyes.

But when the image appeared in his mind, the giant felt an indescribable fear, and his body began to experience phantom pains involuntarily, as if he had once been a close observer of a nuclear explosion.

This strange thought puzzled the giant, and even made him paranoid. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no terrifying toad around.

"You scare yourself!"

As the giant continued forward, branches began to spring back, thorns gradually disappeared, and vines twisted and retracted, as if the entire forest was making way for the child of the forest.

As time passed and the voice became clearer, the giant finally remembered his name—Leon El-Jonson.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Leon saw a tall castle built along a river. In the river in front of the castle, an old man with a white beard and wearing a crown was fishing in a boat.

To be honest, even though his memory was hazy, Leon still felt something was off, like they were trying to fool a child.

In a desolate, twisted jungle, a tall castle suddenly appears, with an old man with a white beard fishing in the river in front of it. It looks like a trap no matter how you look at it.

However, after a brief moment of thought, Leon's super intelligence, after examining his own super power, made two choices for Leon.

The first step is to swim across. With my abilities, I can cross not only a river, but even an ocean.

The second step is to ask the old man where this place is. If he dares to attack you, just slap him on the head and smash it.

But children make choices; adults want it all. Leon decided to first ask the old man where he was. If he dared to misbehave, he'd swim over and smash his head in.

For some reason, Leon always felt that the old man was looking at him with a sidelong glance behind his back, just like the self-destructing toad's eyes—not only smug but also incredibly pretentious.

"OI, old wall lamp, where am I?"

The white-bearded old man didn't say anything, just glanced at it and went back to fishing.

This action caused Leon to freeze for a moment, and he called out again, but no matter how he called, the old man just wouldn't respond.

Such disrespect and neglect angered Leon, who immediately plunged into the water, intending to confront them.

Before he could swim more than a few strokes, Leon saw several huge shadows swimming around the old man's boat beneath the water's surface. As Leon entered the water, several more shadows swam over.

"Come back, come back quickly!"

The increasingly clear voice appeared from behind, and just then, a sudden change occurred.

The skinny, white-bearded old man shouted, "Fight your mother!"

In an instant, a burst of dark golden light erupted, and the originally extremely thin white-bearded old man transformed into a powerful old man over 5 meters tall. He jumped directly into the water and attacked the four largest black shadows.

An indescribable, powerful force was released instantly. Through the surging waves, Leon saw the white-bearded old man grabbing the tail of the blue-skinned giant fish with his left hand and shoving his right hand into the eye socket of the green-skinned giant fish.

Meanwhile, the old man rode a slightly thin, purple-skinned giant fish as it charged toward the most robust, red-skinned giant fish.

"Damn, his combat power is at least 100,000, while mine is only 8000."

Now there was no need for super intelligence; Leon simply turned and ran, scrambling back to shore.

But when Leon returned to the shore, the turbulent river waves vanished instantly, returning to the scene of the white-bearded old man fishing. However, Leon's efforts were not without reward, for he finally found the speaking creature; a small figure draped in a green robe appeared before him.

"Where am I? Why is that old man with the white beard ignoring me?"

A faint, fragmented telepathic message echoed in Leon's mind: "This is home. He isn't responding because your question is wrong."

"Him? Could this white-bearded old man be a god?"

"Shh, don't say that."

However, the robed little man's warning came too late. The sky instantly became overcast, and a giant dark golden hand descended from the sky, slapping Leon to the ground.

Perhaps still not satisfied, the dark golden giant hand slapped Leon twice more, finally embedding him directly into the ground.

It was impossible for Leon not to be angry after being beaten up for no reason. He even wanted to say a few harsh words, but the little man in the robe immediately covered his mouth:
"Are you out of your mind?! He's even biting dogs now. If he hadn't been eating those green stones all the time, he probably would have gone crazy by now. You'd better get out of here."

It was at this moment that Leon suddenly discovered another road beside him, and there was another castle on that side.

Perhaps sensing Leon's thoughts, the little man in the robe explained to him while digging in the dirt:

"We can explore that area later! Your current strength is insufficient; these are all illusions."

Since arriving at this river, Leon has been constantly frustrated, and each riddler has been more frustrating than the last.

But at that moment, Leon smelled a stench of decay that shouldn't exist in the real world.

Without any hesitation, Leon took off running towards the source of the corruption, much to the dismay of the robed figure. But Leon felt a thrill of unleashing his true nature, and shouted as he ran:

"Didn't you say these scenes were all hallucinations?"

Before he could finish speaking, everything in front of him vanished instantly, and a terrifying behemoth appeared, attacking the humans.

Leon didn't know if this was an illusion, and his memories were a jumbled mess, but driven by instinct, he still couldn't tolerate the harassment of humanity.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the giant, the surviving humans were stunned. Then they saw the giant use only his two fists to quickly knock the beast to its knees.

Having finally met an opponent weaker than himself, Leon laughed loudly, stepping on the giant beast's head, as if all formalities had been discarded.

Why is the gentleman laughing?

"I have no idea!"

The survivors thought the handsome old man in front of them might be a little dim-witted, perhaps an angel of death, but possibly with a damaged brain.

In an attempt to bring the giant back, the survivors even offered him food as a lure.

Seeing the giant man engrossed in eating, Mikia, the squad leader, was overcome with maternal instincts: "Eat slowly. Even though it's the end of the world, there are plenty of supplies in the camp. No one will take them from you."

"The end of the world? How could the world end! We're still standing here, aren't we? Is this the afterlife?"

Upon hearing this, the entire camp was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Everyone awkwardly explained that it was just a rhetorical device, and that the gentleman was quite humorous.

Although his memory was hazy, Leon felt that the other person was praising him, so he just grinned foolishly and laughed along.

When Kakiya suggested coming with us, Leon immediately agreed. However, Leon was too big to fit into the driver's seat and had to squat in the pickup truck bed.

Through conversation, everyone became increasingly convinced that the man before them was definitely an Astartes monk, just like the one in the camp, except that he was a little less intelligent than that man.

Soon after the squad arrived at the camp, the camp leader came out.

The man was tall and imposing, walking with a powerful stride. His black armor was as dark as the night sky, and the winged sword emblem on it was particularly eye-catching. The hood on his helmet added to his air of mystery.

When the camp leader saw Leon crouching in the back of the pickup truck, he instantly pulled out two slingshots from his waist and fired.

But Leon was faster, dodging all the bomb attacks with a single dodge. Like a whirlwind striking a martial artist, he charged forward at an incomprehensible speed, pinning the Space Marine to the ground.

When Leon's hand touched the cold terracotta armor, all his memories came flooding back.

Traitor Horus, noble Saint Gilles, the madman Coz, Atlas being devoured, the ambitious Guilliman, the origin of the black armor before you, and the Caliban Civil War.

“I remember now, I finally remember, I am the Lord of Caliban, I am the Imperial War Marshal, I am Leon El-Jonson.”

And you, traitor!

(End of this chapter)