Warhammer: I, the Wizard of a Thousand Sons, Reorganize the Legion

Chapter 111 The Soul

In a dark basement.

The walls were littered with bloodstained, rusty, and brownish torture instruments.

The Imperial double-headed eagle emblem and the Iron Fist emblem, the symbol of the Steel Warriors, visible everywhere on the walls, prove that this is a legitimate Imperial torture chamber, not the evil lair of the Chaos Cult.

In the dim light, in the center of the cell, a foreign woman, covered in blood and trembling constantly, was bound to a metal pillar that emitted eerie blue sparks.

From her slender and graceful figure, Li Wei, who had just stepped into the cell, immediately confirmed that she was indeed an Ada Elf. He could tell from the psionic energy fluctuations emanating from her that were completely different from those of humans.

Moreover, the woman in front of him possessed extremely high Adaling spiritual energy, which, while not as strong as his own, was close to that of a Thousand Sons Legion commander.

However, it seems that my previous guess was wrong. The "spiritual energy" of the Adaling tribe in front of me is indeed murky, full of madness and death, which is enough to prove that she has really gone mad.

While enduring the smell of blood in the cell, Li Wei quickly approached the Adaling, who was already unconscious but still convulsing from being electrocuted. He extended his right hand, which was covered by a power armor gauntlet, and placed it on the Adaling. A green, vibrant bio-energy suddenly enveloped the Adaling.

He had to heal the Adalling before him, but as for why this Adalling had been driven mad by Peturabo, Levi had no idea.

With a furrowed brow, Li Wei guessed that either Perturabo's brutal methods could really drive the Adarin, who took pleasure in pain, insane, or that the Adarin in front of him were inherently problematic.

It's also possible that the Eldar's ability to tolerate pain has greatly deteriorated. After all, since the birth of the Slaanesh and the great fall of the Eldar, both the newly born Eldar and those who survived the annihilation have embarked on a path of caution and barely surviving.

Indeed, their pain tolerance threshold has rapidly deteriorated, far exceeding the tolerance level of ordinary civilians in the ancient Eldar Empire.

While Li Wei was concentrating on treating the patient, Perturabo, who had entered with him, stood to the side with his arms crossed. He looked at Magnus beside him, pointed at the Aidaling being treated by Li Wei, and said with a smirk, "Brother Magnus, I wouldn't lie to you. You see, he really can't take much. He went crazy in no time."

His tone carried a hint of anger towards Magnus and Levi. After all, he was the Primarch of the Iron Warriors, and if Levi hadn't tricked him, he would have beaten them to a pulp on the spot.

As for what happens next, we'll really have to give the Thousand Sons a good beating. Perturabo is really seething with anger.

"It's alright, my brother. After all, this matter is very important, and we have to be careful. Why didn't you come back to Terra with us? Otherwise, I wouldn't have investigated this matter so thoroughly."

Magnus sighed softly, expressing his dissatisfaction that his brother Perturabo refused to return to Terra with him.

He knew what had happened. After all, it was a fact that Horus had failed to protect the emperor, resulting in the emperor's serious injury. It was also perfectly normal for Perturabo to be dissatisfied with Horus and unwilling to die with him.

Magnus still felt there was something wrong with Horus's decision. With warp communications functioning normally, the news of the Emperor's slumber should have been announced to all Primarchs.

For example, before, Peturabo was unaware of the truth and mistakenly believed the news about the Aidalings, which made him wary of the Thousand Sons Legion.

However, Peturabo was quite sensible, and it's also possible that he and Peturabo had always had a good relationship, which is why they didn't immediately turn against each other upon meeting.

It is unclear how the sons of other emperors would deal with such a situation.

Horus understood Horus's intentions: to buy time and create space by not informing the other Primarchs, thus making them suspicious and causing those Primarchs who already harbored rebellious intentions to doubt the possibility of the Emperor's serious injury or death, thereby delaying the rebellion and achieving the goal of buying time and creating space.

Although he himself did not believe that his brothers would rebel, the emperor was the stabilizing force of the empire. His injury or slumber would trigger unrest, so it was possible that his brothers would take the risk and start a rebellion.

Thinking of this, Magnus looked at Perturabo's unruly profile and softened his tone, saying, "Brother, it's not that I don't trust you, but I don't want to see the empire left by our father fall into disintegration and fratricide."

He paused, then solemnly said, "Brothers, I hope your Iron Warrior Legion will return to Terra and together defend the glory of the Empire."

"This..." Peturabo hesitated, his expression complex. He rubbed his chin with his fingertips, his tone hesitant. "Let me think about it, let me..."

He actually wanted to protect the empire, but Horus wouldn't accept it, and...

Before he could figure it out, a clear male voice interrupted his thoughts.

"My Lord Archmage, this spirit has awakened, but why does it feel like this body is just an empty shell?"

While treating the female Adaling, Li Wei stabilized her injuries and sensed something was wrong the moment she groggily opened her eyes.

The female spirit who had awakened was missing her soul. It was only after Li Wei saved her severely injured body that he noticed the empty look in Aida's eyes. As was his habit, he first examined her soul state and immediately realized something was wrong.

This Spirit Race member is missing a part of their soul, a core fragment of their soul.

"What?" Magnuston, who was still trying to persuade Peturabo, lost all interest in doing so. He quickly stepped forward and began to examine the Adaling tribesmen in front of him.

A moment later, Magnus, having finished his examination, was also utterly astonished and exclaimed, "How is this possible? A part of her soul is missing! But without that part of her soul, she should be mentally challenged. How did she get here?"

He abruptly turned to look at Peturabo and said in a deep voice, "Brother Peturabo, is there something wrong with your story? Are you trying to mislead me? Have you found a fool to deceive me? Tell me, who exactly informed you of the Emperor's serious injury?"

Upon hearing Magnus's distrustful words, Peturabo's eyes widened, and he roared angrily, "Magnus, you're talking nonsense! I'll beat you to death!"

Before he could finish speaking, Perturabo, unable to bear it any longer, rushed forward at lightning speed. His anger was outwardly directed at Magnus, and he charged towards Magnus's location, but his hand was aimed at the Adarin bound to the metal pillar.

"What?"

Magnus and Levi, who were on guard, were also startled. Neither of them expected that while Perturabo was venting his anger on Magnus, his real target was the Aidalings.

However, they both thought it was normal. Given Peturabo's unpredictable personality, it was perfectly normal for him to do something like this to deceive others.