The Bizarre Adventures of Cloud Hammer

"Yeah, I saw Old Thirteen and heard a lot of nonsense."

"I saw the Lion King too. Brother Ou, is there any mute on your side?"

"It really does."

The two discussed what happened in the hallucinations, but neither of them could figure out the meaning of these hallucinations.

"Then let's not think about the hallucination. By the way, have you finished implanting the concept?"

Apu looked at the magic circle on the ritual node. Compared with the initial magic circle, it had many more complex patterns and looked like a crack on a planet.

"Just ask Luochen and it will be over." Brother Ou sent a communication to Luochen, "Hey, Luochen, can you hear me? The hallucinations on our side are over. Is the implantation complete?"

"I'm fighting over here. You look at the magic circle below. If the spell extends to the inside of the magic circle, it means it's done." Luo Chen raised his hand and raised a wall of fire, taking the time to answer Brother Ou.

"It looks like it's almost done. What else do we do?"

"You don't have to do anything, just wait for Eryu to finish it."

Implanting the concept in just two ritual nodes is not enough to disrupt the ritual. We have to wait until the third node is in place. The node at the top of the nest will act as a 'starter' to spread the concept to the hive city that serves as the spell tower.

"So how do we get back to the nest now? Do we run back?"

"We had to run all the way back from the bottom nest. I can't teleport you here right now."

"Okay, Apu and I will go find some salted fish on the way."

After the call ended, Apu and Ou Ge also rushed to the nearest nesting passage.

The demons of Khorne kept rushing into the wall of fire raised by Falling Dust. Even though they had lost their minds due to the dark rituals of the Word Bearers and their instinct to hate spells led them to kill the nearest wizards, some of the demons of Khorne could not even break through the wall of fire and were burned to ashes, while the other part were sent back to the warp by Falling Dust with a halberd before they could even stand firm.

After finishing the conversation with Brother Ou, Luochen dispersed the wall of fire. He wanted the scattered Grey Knight teams to gather together and form a battle formation to kill the enemy that was blocking a gap.

A Word Bearer came in front of Luochen. Luochen thought it was just a soldier and threw a psychic ball at him.

The Word Bearer opened his psionic shield to block the sphere, but it was obvious that he was doing so with great difficulty. He spoke:

"We meet again, Qianzi. I never thought you could escape from underground so quickly."

"Dark Apostle?"

Luo Chen guessed the identity of this Word Bearer. Among the Word Bearers, the only one who knew that Luo Chen was a Thousand Son was the Dark Apostle substitute in the underground base. Moreover, there was only the substitute in that base. It seemed that the substitute transferred the memory back to the original body before his death.

"There are many things you can't imagine. Look at you, you're like a dog..." Luo Chen used his psychic power to scan the Word Bearer, and sure enough, the Word Bearer was just a substitute.

"I didn't expect that a dark apostle doesn't even have the courage to show up in person. He just hides like a rat in a gutter all day long. No wonder you traitors have not been able to accomplish anything in ten thousand years." Luo Chen sneered.

"Traitor? We have only found the true faith. Besides, aren't you also a traitor to the Corpse King's Empire?" The Dark Apostle's voice spread through magic, allowing everyone on the battlefield to hear his voice.

"What is that traitor saying?" Arthur was temporarily without an opponent after killing a demon, giving him time to listen carefully to the voice of the Word Bearer.

Most of the soldiers ignored it, thinking it was just a traitor's way of distracting their attention.

"Even if you present yourself in a new identity and serve the Corpse Emperor with all your might to prove your loyalty, what good will it do? The False Emperor never cares about your loyalty. In the eyes of this corrupt empire, you are still a traitor." The Word Bearer continued.

Since the Great Heresy, the Rebel Legion has been taboo in the Imperium of Man. Even the loyalists who remain in the Imperium need to change their appearance, because the Imperium will not allow any trace of the Rebel Legion's existence. Their identities will remain a secret until they die and are buried together in the coffin.

The Dark Apostle also grasped this point. The current empire cannot tolerate the existence of traitors. He knew that this would not shake the will of the Corpse King's servants. His purpose was only to plant the seeds of doubt and delay some time.

"As a former member of the traitorous Thousand Sons Legion, you will never be able to live openly in this country. It seems that you are inferior to us."

The Dark Apostle revealed Luochen's "identity", but the Astra Militarum was not much affected. Many of them did not know the existence of the Thousand Sons Legion and they just thought it was a lie from the enemy.

The Astartes took note of this incident and would verify its authenticity after the battle.

"That Grey Knight is a Thousand Son?"

Arthur was shocked and puzzled when he heard the news. How could there be a Thousand Sons in a secretive chapter like the Grey Knights? But when he thought about the fact that the Thousand Sons knew Elder Mallorian and was active ten thousand years ago, could it be that they were from the time when the Grey Knights were founded?

"Don't think too much. Do you think the guy I recognized would be a traitor?" Mallorian walked over and said.

"I know, elder, loyalty does not depend on status, but on what he does, but I am curious why the Thousand Sons became a Grey Knight." Arthur was not so convinced as to believe that the Grey Knights were traitors. Besides, the elders had also given an explanation. How could someone recognized by the elders be a traitor?

"Joining the Grey Knights was just a whim. He doesn't usually use this identity."

"Don't you usually use this identity?"

Arthur pondered. Mallorian came from the Nebula Hammer, and everyone he knew was also a member of the Nebula Hammer. This chapter not only included Master Axwell, an Iron Warrior from ten thousand years ago, but even Chapter Master Uldren was an Ultramarines from ten thousand years ago. What if these Grey Knights usually used another identity...

"Could that Thousand Grey Knight be the Nebula Hammer's Chief Librarian?" Arthur expressed his guess, because the Chief Librarian of the Nebula Hammer Chapter seemed to have not appeared for a long time.

"Right." Mallorian confirmed Arthur's guess.

"This is really... Elder, could it be that the Nebula Hammer Regiment..."

A ten-thousand-year-old Chapter Master, a ten-thousand-year-old Librarian, a ten-thousand-year-old Master of Forge, and a ten-thousand-year-old Dreadnought, as well as the Warp Lost that Master Axwell mentioned, could the Nebula Hammer Chapter be made up of veterans from ten-thousand-years ago?

Malorian thought for a long time, during which time he and Arthur eliminated another group of approaching enemies, and then he said:

"We are just a group of forgotten people, that's all."

The Forsaken, Arthur remembered that Chapter Master Uldren had said something similar.

"But……"

"No buts, Arthur. This is my own choice. I will tell you the reason after this battle is over. Now concentrate on the battle."

"I see."

The perspective returned to Luochen. After being "opened" by the Dark Apostle, he said calmly:

"Do you think this can affect the fighting spirit of me and the imperial warriors?"

"No, no, no. I just want you to understand the hypocrisy of the Corpse Emperor. You will never be remembered by this empire. Your original identity will be forgotten by everyone, leaving only a false shell."

"That's just what I wanted."

Luochen's psychic power exerted force, and the heavy pressure caused the Dark Apostle's substitute to kneel on the ground again.

"I think you've made a mistake. I never want my true identity to be remembered by this empire, because that's not a good thing."

Why do people use fake identities when they are outside? Isn't it so that they can change their identities and run away in the future? If their real identities are remembered by the empire, wouldn't the yellow-skinned people come looking for them without stopping?

Besides, everyone has never been interested in the Empire. What they want to do is entirely up to their own wishes. For example, on the way to Macragge, they passed by a planet where a rebellion was breaking out. The planetary governor even sent out a distress signal, but everyone just went down to dig up some things and left. As for the rebellion, what does it have to do with them? Even if Chaos or aliens are involved, they are not the Empire's fire brigade. They can help if they want to, and leave if they don't want to.

If one day everyone gets bored, or sees the Empire slaughtering innocent aliens again, it is not impossible that they will simply change their paint jobs and turn around to attack the Empire.

Many people say the Empire's hatred for the Xenomorphs stems from the Xenomorphs' backstabbing humanity after the collapse of humanity's Golden Age. This "backstabbing" metaphor is quite clever. Setting aside the question of whether the Golden Age actually existed, given that GW has always depicted the Dark Age of Technology, why did the Xenomorphs insist on backstabbing humanity? Were humans not good to them?

Oh, it turns out that humans from the dark technological age brought their iron army to the aliens' home planet and told the aliens that they would kill them all if they didn't surrender. After all, the colonial skills of their ancestors cannot be lost.

Humans in the Golden Age were so kind to the aliens! Humanity's kindness is still unfinished~, how could the aliens be so mean?

Think about it, humans in the dark technological age were so cruel to their compatriots, how could they be nice to aliens? Humans have changed their own genes into something so strange, they must be as cruel as Qu to aliens.

Since you treat others like this, don't blame the aliens for taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

The reason why the human empire hates aliens now is that aliens and humans were competitors during the Great Crusade. If they want to dominate the galaxy, they must eliminate all competitors. In addition, Old Man Huang is indeed a human supremacist, so the idea of slaughtering aliens has been engraved in the empire.

Many innocent alien races were massacred by the Empire, and those who survived became extremely hostile to humans. Why does the 40k Empire have so many enemies? Isn't it all their own fault?

Therefore, the Dark Apostles were overthinking it if they wanted to make a fuss about their identities, because Luochen and the others were not from the Empire, and they never agreed with the Empire's practices. The yellow-skinned people would go back to where they came from, and if they wanted to capture people and make them work for free, they would just break their hands.

"Counting the time in the underground base, this is the second time you have knelt. Isn't it shameful for a dignified Dark Apostle to kneel on the ground like a dog?" Luo Chen said to the Dark Apostle's substitute who was kneeling on the ground again.

"Don't worry, when I find your true form I'll make you kneel a third time, and I'll record and copy it and send it to the Empire and the Warp for countless people to see."

"Oh, and by that time, I'll have an Ultramarines come over and throw some ashes in your face, and then let you witness the destruction of Colchis with your own eyes."

Luochen increased his strength, and the Dark Apostle's substitute was crushed into a ball of meat paste by gravity.

When the substitute died, Luochen caught a fleeting psychic fluctuation. He looked towards a location outside the position and saw the Dark Apostle.

I found you.

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Chapter 79 No If

This wasn't the first time Lucius had asked him for advice, but the result was always the same.

When he was in Chemos, Lucius always believed that he was a child of destiny. His talent in swordsmanship was unmatched. At a young age, he could defeat those well-known sword masters. Relying on this extraordinary talent, he successfully joined the glorious Legion of the Emperor's Children.

Among the Emperor's Children, Lucius discovered that he was just a frog in a well. Anyone who could join the Emperor's Children was an amazing genius, and there were many who surpassed Lucius in swordsmanship.

But Lucius was not discouraged. He always believed that he was not weaker than anyone. He worked hard to improve himself and surpass those who were stronger than him one by one. His swordsmanship was outstanding in the legion. His vanity was satisfied in the praise of his colleagues.

In order to further improve his abilities and refine his swordsmanship, Lucius entered the Palace Blade.

Then, Lucius met him.

The training sword in his hand was knocked away, and the opponent's sword was against Lucius' throat. If it moved forward an inch more, the tip of the sword would pierce Lucius' throat.

Lucius lost the competition again this time.

For the first time, Lucius felt powerless in front of a person. His swordsmanship, which he was proud of, was worthless in front of this person. No matter how hard he tried, he could not touch the other person with his sword.

"When will I be able to catch up with you in swordsmanship?" Lucius asked the man in front of him.

"As long as you get rid of that unnecessary arrogance and vanity, sooner or later you will reach my level."

The other party's words undoubtedly acknowledged Lucius's talent, but Lucius knew that the other party did not recognize him.

Lucius also knew that he could not reach this man's level in swordsmanship, because he did not correct the shortcomings that the other party mentioned in the future, and he still cared about his own "face".

As the Legion was thrown into the Great Crusade, Lucius rarely competed with this man again. As the Great Crusade progressed, they were also scattered throughout the galaxy.

Later, the news of this man's death was passed back to the legion, and Lucius became the strongest swordsman in the legion. The highest mountain that once blocked his way disappeared, and he lost the opportunity to climb it forever.

The Blade of Lar and the Chanabal Saber kept colliding. No matter from what angle or what moves Lucius used, he could not break through Eryu's defense. It was not that Lucius was suppressing Eryu, but that Eryu did not take the initiative to attack from beginning to end.

The two separated again, and the battle seemed evenly matched, but it was not.

Lucius had many wounds on his body, while Eryu was unharmed, which was the opposite of the situation when Lucius and Koslo fought.

Although these wounds did not cause much impact on Lucius, the gap between the two in swordsmanship has been revealed. Eryu can always use unexpected moves to hurt Lucius in the fight, but Lucius has no way to counterattack.

There is no mistake, I will not admit it. This swordsmanship and pace, as well as this feeling, it must be him.

Lucius finally confirmed the identity of the 'brother' in front of him. He had thought of many possibilities, but the facts gave him the most unlikely answer.

But Lucius could not accept this answer. He could accept that the other party was Solomon Demeter who came to seek revenge on him, and that it was Sol Tarvitz, but he could never accept that it was this person.

He rushed towards Eryu, attacking with messy sword techniques, and Eryu continued to defend himself.

"Why you?"

Lucius looked at Eryu, his emotions more excited than ever before.

"But you're already dead, aren't you? Died in that battle, died in that explosion."

"Answer me, why do you still appear in front of me?"

Lucius called out a name, a name that the former Emperor's child would never forget.

"Answer me! Akultuna!"

Akurduna, an outlier among the Emperor's Children, was the first swordmaster among the original two hundred remaining members of the Emperor's Children, and the first court swordsman of the Third Legion. It could be said that he was the pinnacle of Astartes swordsmanship, but apart from swordsmanship, he was almost useless.

You know, since the return of Primarch Fulgrim, the Emperor's Children Legion has been developing towards perfection. The Emperor's Children are not only powerful warriors, but also masters in various skills, such as architecture, painting, music, cooking, etc.

But Akurduna was different. His attainments in other skills could single-handedly lower the lower limit and average level of the Emperor's Children. His artistic talent was despairing. His paintings were comparable to the graffiti of a three-year-old (not much better anyway), his cooking skills could make half the Emperor's Children legion vomit (the other half didn't get to eat), and his command ability was not even half that of his own adjutant. Yet, it was such an imperfect man who earned the respect of both the Emperor's Children and the Iron Hands Legions.

Compared to other Emperor's Children, Akurduna is more reckless and enthusiastic. He also knows that he is not as perfect as his brothers, but he does not care, because it is this imperfection that allows him to constantly challenge unfamiliar areas. Even if he fails in the end, he will face it with a smile.

In a sense, this imperfection can be regarded as Akurduna's specialty, allowing him to fully display his martial arts skills and lead the court swordsmen to express themselves without restraint, and come out on top on the battlefield.

According to his qualifications, Akurduna should have entered the corps command level long ago, but his command ability was really worrying, and his position eventually remained as the company commander of the second company.

This is Akurduna.

He is the 'leader of two hundred swordsmen', the 'first palace swordsman', and the swordsmanship teacher of many imperial swordsmen such as Lucius.

He is the 'eldest son of Fulgrim', and even though he is not perfect, he is still highly regarded and loved by the Primarch Fulgrim.

Despite having many shortcomings, he is still the most dazzling son of the emperor.

Akurduna's final fate was to die in an explosion, leaving no trace of his body. Even the Primarch of the Iron Hands, Fenus, could not find any trace of him.

No body left, huh.

Lucius used his sword to force Eryu back several steps. He shouted angrily:

"Since you are still alive, why don't you return to the Legion!"

He kept getting closer, trying to get the answer from the other party.