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

Chapter 112 Awakening

Li Wei, who was closest to the target, was the first to react and tried to stop Peturabo's vicious punch.

However, he was taken aback by Perturab's preemptive strike and thought that Perturab was going to attack Magnus with all his might, so he focused most of his attention on Magnus.

This is where Li Wei's weakness becomes apparent. He is a typical warrior of the Thousand Sons, possessing extremely powerful psychic abilities, but his physical strength is far inferior to that of the emperor's offspring.

Even if Perturabo's physical strength and explosive speed were not top-tier among the emperor's many sons, they were still unmatched by Li Wei. In particular, the cunning Perturabo had used a feint attack, which Li Wei was completely unable to react to.

But things can be done by human effort. Suddenly, golden, crackling bio-lightning bursts from Li Wei's body as he focused his mind. This was the appearance of the Thousand Sons Bright Feather School's bio-spiritual energy operating at its peak.

With the aid of bio-lightning, he forcefully twisted his body that had been protecting Magnus, allowing his right wrist, which was closest to the Aedalin, to be enveloped in golden lightning and launched a swift attack.

He wanted to protect the Adaling who had lost part of his soul, but as for whether this would offend Perturabo, Levi felt that Perturabo's actions were too reckless.

Or perhaps it was the series of unexpected events and Peturabo's unusual behavior that provoked Livy.

Ever since the Thousand Sons were tied to Horus's warships, he'd had a terrible time, and he was thoroughly fed up with it.

Furthermore, Perturabo's bizarre behavior provoked Levi, who no longer wanted to slowly uncover the truth. He only knew that Perturabo's actions were too annoying, and he wanted to stop Perturabo's attempt to silence him and prevent the Lord of Steel from succeeding.

But when Li Wei's right hand, as fast as lightning, intercepted Peturabo, who was standing to the side, Peturabo was already prepared.

His massive frame did indeed spend most of his time moving through the air, but his reaction was even faster. With a twist of his waist and abdomen, he dodged Li Wei's hasty attack, and his fist was about to smash into the empty, lifeless head of the Adaling.

Boom!

Peturabo's massive fist suddenly made a dull thud as it struck flesh, but the expected bloody mess did not materialize.

It was a pale, slender hand that gripped Peturabo's heavy iron fist with the precision of an iron clamp.

"What?"

Just as Li Wei, who had been tricked by Perturabo, was about to unleash his psionic energy to launch a follow-up attack, he was stunned by the scene before him.

That was the Eldar who had already been identified by the two psionic masters, Levi and Magnus, as having lost their minds due to missing souls. They actually took the initiative to attack and even blocked Perturabo's powerful blow.

Upon seeing the bizarre scene before him, Li Wei's expression hardened, and he turned his gaze back to Peturabo.

At this moment, Peturabo, who had withdrawn his fist and stood still, did not attack again, but stared intently at the Adaling.

"This...could it be that we've wronged Peturabo? Has he already realized that there's something wrong with the Adalin people in front of him, and is he trying to force the problem out?"

Li Wei, his heart stirred slightly, thought to himself.

However, Peturabo's punch was quite powerful; it was a deadly move that could kill instantly.

Was it that Perturabo wasn't afraid of killing the Eldar with a single punch, or was Perturabo extremely confident in his control over his strength, able to stop at the last step of the probing without harming the feigning Eldar?

Of course, Li Wei was even more convinced that Perturabo's punch was intended to kill and silence him, and whether it could reveal the Adaling tribe or not was purely incidental.

After a brief standoff with the female Eldar, Peturabo snorted coldly, pulled his fist out of the Eldar's palm, took a step back, walked to the nearest wall, and leaned heavily against it.

He rubbed his back against the wall to adjust his posture, and after finding a comfortable position, he leisurely looked at Magnus, who looked astonished, and said slowly, "Brother Magnus, I'm not trying to criticize you, but don't believe too much in that psychic stuff. Trusting your own intuition is the most reliable thing to do."

As he spoke, he tapped his unhelmeted forehead with his rough fingers, looking completely nonchalant. This annoyed Magnus, but Magnus had nothing to say, since he was in the wrong first.

Just as Magnus was about to speak, knowing he shouldn't blame Peturabo, he heard Peturabo continue.

"And Lord Li Wei, remember the attitude of the Thousand Sons Scholar: be calm. You've been in a bad mood lately, as evidenced by your hasty and chaotic attack just now. Calm down."

Upon hearing this, Li Wei's preconceived notions about Peturabo were shattered. Peturabo was actually trying to comfort him; this was truly outrageous, like the sun rising in the west.

However, the Lord of Steel, Peturabo, was right. He had been feeling somewhat lost lately, otherwise he wouldn't have launched such a furious attack just now, which the shrewd Peturabo had noticed about his mental state.

Li Wei felt that his strength was too insignificant, let alone changing the decline of the empire, he could not even change his own fate or the fate of the Thousand Sons.

He had been feeling frustrated for a long time, so he was anxious lately, which even affected the stability of his psychic energy.

Magnus, who was listening nearby, also looked worried and glanced at Levi. Magnus knew that his chief had been having mental problems recently, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

After all, since the Emperor fell into a deep sleep, his own state of mind and condition have not been very good. He didn't know how to persuade Chief Li Wei, who was even more rational than him.

Just as the three people in the room were each lost in their own thoughts, a discordant voice suddenly entered their ears. It was a voice that was both cool and elegant, sounding like that of a high-ranking nobleman, exceptionally graceful.

"Gentlemen, why make such a fuss and ruin our harmony?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Magnus, regaining his senses, glared at the Eldar and said in a deep voice, "You charlatan Eldar, what evil intentions are you harboring?!"

At that moment, Li Wei also gazed at the female spirit who had broken free from her restraints.

She was no longer the foolish and crazy woman she once was; in particular, her clear amber eyes were now filled with aloofness and arrogance.

Moreover, she straightened her slender body, surrounded by a faint, almost imperceptible psychic glow, and every gesture she made was the epitome of elegance.

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that the Adaling were extremely shrewd and calculating, able to maintain such a calm and composed demeanor even under the watchful eyes of the Emperor's two sons.

But the calm and composed demeanor of the Adaling tribe before him made Li Wei frown and deepen his doubts.

He wondered who had sent the Eldar before him—was it the Dark Eldar from the Web Dao, the Eldar from the Ark World, or perhaps a subordinate of the Eldar god, Laughing God?