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

After Peturabo pioneered the return journey, the second Primarch to arrive also returned to Terra.

This Primarch is Loka, the Primarch of the Legion of Wordholders.

The only airport within the Imperial Palace capable of accommodating Thunderhawk gunboats and landing craft was where Li Wei accompanied Magnus to welcome Luo Jia, who had traveled from afar.

Magnus's Honor Guard and the Terminators of the Scarab Order stood solemnly on both sides, arranged in two neat rows, waiting for a long time.

Li Wei stood in an inconspicuous spot behind Magnus, silently watching a gray Thunderhawk gunboat descend from the sky.

Om-!

The heavy hatch opened slowly, accompanied by the hissing of hydraulic rods.

A tall figure stepped forward first, with a gentle face, compassionate eyes, and a warm smile. Behind him were more than a dozen Word Bearer priests dressed in gray power armor. Upon seeing Magnus from afar, they quickly stepped forward and gave him a big hug.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Magnus finally pulled Luo Jia over to Li Wei, patted Li Wei on the shoulder, and introduced him to Luo Jia with a smile:

"This is Qianzi's chief think tank, and also the actual driving force behind the promotion of the think tank system."

Magnus agreed to cancel the conference promoting think tanks.

However, at Li Wei's suggestion, they postponed the cancellation announcement until all the Primarchs had arrived and the Emperor had appeared to preside over the ceremony.

Li Wei's meaning is simple: since some people want to use Qianzi to promote the think tank system and use it to bring up resource issues to cause trouble, then let's make this situation bigger and bigger.

With the support of the Star Language Court and the Navigator Family, Qianzi is no longer afraid of any overt suppression, and doesn't need to care too much about the Empire's resource quota.

After Magnus finished speaking, Li Wei nodded slightly for a moment before looking at the Primarch clad in golden armor and giving him a standard Eagle Salute.

"Your Excellency Luojia, I have long admired your name."

He wasn't lost in thought; he was contemplating how to deal with the culprit among the Word Bearers who had single-handedly dragged the entire empire into the abyss.

"Hmm." Luo Jia first looked Li Wei up and down, then patted him on the shoulder like Magnus. "As expected of the number one psionicist of the Thousand Sons, you truly live up to your reputation."

He paused, then pulled over a monk with a sinister face and a perpetual smile to his side. He adopted the same expression he had when introducing Levi to Magnus, and said with a smile:

"This is my chief pastor, Iribas, a devout and learned believer."

A harmless smile appeared on Iribas's helmetless face as he gave Li Wei a hawk salute and greeted him.

Looking at Arebas's hypocritical appearance, Li Wei almost couldn't suppress the surging warp flames all over his body. He really wanted to use a psionic big shot to kill the person in front of him on the spot.

Erebas is a truly shameless person. He instigated Luojia to betray the Emperor, and he was the mastermind behind the future War General Horus's fall into chaos...

His crimes are too numerous to list. The decline of the empire from its peak can be said to have been caused by him and was orchestrated by him.

He is a complete fraud, a scoundrel of Chaos, and even the name Iribas was stolen by him.

Li Wei suppressed his surging psionic energy and performed the Eagle Salute. He couldn't take the initiative to act now, just like the company commander of the Imperial Fist before him, he couldn't expose the truth in public.

It's the same old question again: does the original body of the Word Bearer, Luo Jia, believe you or his own chief confidant?

"You two chiefs have a good talk. Luo Jia and I still have some things to discuss. Let's take a walk in that garden."

Magnus smiled and waved his hand, saying...

The two Primarchs then left side by side, heading towards the spot Magnus had already chosen.

"Hey..." As soon as his Primarch left, Eribus immediately dropped his formal respect, his smile instantly becoming relaxed, and his tone becoming much more casual.

"Let's go, let's talk over there. Let's talk about how you deal with your Primarch. Our Word Bearers Primarchs can be incredibly difficult to deal with, I know all too well that kind of suffering..."

His words were full of familiarity, as if he were speaking to an old friend he had known for decades. He paused, and seeing that Li Wei did not respond, he asked in confusion:

"How are your Thousand Sons Primarchs doing?"

"Shut up." Li Wei had been holding back for a long time, but he couldn't help it anymore.

But he couldn't kill Irebas immediately. However, he wasn't going to play along with Irebas's disgusting attempts to get closer to him, let alone try to please him.

After saying those words, Li Wei immediately walked towards Magnus's retreating figure, leaving Irebas standing there frozen in place.

He knew on the way that what he was doing was indeed inappropriate.

He could have used this opportunity to feign friendship with Irebas and extract information about Chaos, but he couldn't resist.

Besides, he's a full-fledged wizard now. If he just swallows his pride and keeps quiet, wouldn't he have wasted his life?

In the days that followed, the Primarchs returned one by one.

Livy also accompanied Magnus to numerous welcoming banquets and private meetings, where he met many Primarchs.

He saw Phrygrim and Feralus Manus clashing at the Terravat furnace beneath Mount Naronaya; in the Cold Palace, he watched Magnus and Loka debate the nature of the universe.

However, he also encountered beings who were particularly unfriendly to Thousand, such as Mortarion, the Primarch of the Deathguard, who exuded an aura of corruption.

He always stared at Magnus with disgust, his face practically overflowing with murderous intent.

Li Wei knew what was going on. Mortalian's adoptive father was a psyker, and he was raised in his adoptive father's gas-filled tower. He hated all psykers.

If Magnus hadn't been the emperor's son, his brother, he probably would have already brandished his signature weapon, the Grim Reaper's scythe, and swung it down.

The biggest obstacle to Qianzi Think Tank's promotion this time is Motalian.

Magnus also encountered Rogue Dorn, the Primarch of the Imperial Fist. Rogue Dorn was inherently averse to psykers, and given Thousand's previous friction with the Imperial Fist, he treated Magnus coldly as well.

Although Roger Dorn was rigid and stubborn, he did not deliberately make things difficult for her because of his character.

As for Horus, the future Warmaster, he certainly has the potential to become a Warmaster. At a lavish welcome banquet, he was incredibly charming and adept at handling all the Primarchs, making them very happy.

Peturab, who was also attending the dinner, downed a large glass of strong liquor and whispered in Levi and Magnus's ears:

"Horus is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Be careful, he's most likely the mastermind behind this resource allocation."

Livy and Magnus were just listening to it, and only Chiko would actually pay attention to Perturabo, given his personality.

His relationship with most Primarchs is not good, and these words are very likely Peturab's deliberate attempt to sow discord.