The Bizarre Adventures of Cloud Hammer

"I am here."

Apu also returned to the position with two big heads.

"Very good...very good..., my brothers...after I die, please give everything I have...to those who need it."

"We will remember, Mallorian, our brother."

After "arranging" his funeral affairs with everyone, Malorian called out to Arthur.

"Arthur..."

"Elder, I am here," Arthur responded to Mallorian.

"Don't be sad, Arthur, don't blame yourself. You are not wrong, no one is wrong..."

"I am already deceased, so you don't need to cherish my memory... But I want to ask you for one thing. This is my last wish..."

"I promise you, elder, I promise you..."

How could Arthur refuse? He would definitely fulfill the elder's wish, even if the price was his own life.

"Then... promise me... to live, and... to take me and my brothers... home..."

"Elder...I will, I will."

Hearing Arthur's answer, Mallorian was relieved. He finally had no more worries and said to himself calmly:

"My life... was originally as insignificant as dust, but I was blessed by the Emperor... and was able to become the first son of Dorne. This is the most glorious thing in my failed life..."

"When Lord Dorne returned, I was proud of my identity. I was lucky to stand by his side. I thought it would always be like this, forever..."

"But in the end, everything I protected disappeared... I am such a pathetic loser..."

"Ah... I never thought my body would feel warmth again..."

"Lord Dorne, please forgive me. I really...really want to...return to the Phalanx again. I really do."

"Look at Terra's sky again..."

Mallorian's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally no one could hear his voice or heartbeat anymore.

He disappeared.

"Wake up, Marshal Koslo, and wake up in the protection of the elders."

In a daze, Koslo heard the technical sergeant's call, his consciousness gradually became clear, and soon he opened his eyes.

What's wrong with me?

Koslo searched his brain for the memories before he fell into a coma. He recalled what happened in the Top Nest, the planetary governor, the traitor, the Emperor's children... I remembered that I was defeated by the traitor, so where am I now?

Koslo wanted to move his body, but he found that something seemed wrong with his body. His vision was much higher than before, and the paint on his "armor" did not belong to the Black Templar, but more like the Nebula Hammer next door.

"Wake up! You are finally awake! Marshal Koslo." The technical sergeant shouted happily when he saw Koslo moving.

"I'm awake? What am I..."

Koslo took two steps, and then he finally saw his body clearly. In his right hand was a twin-linked incendiary cannon, and in his left hand was a power fist. These were not equipment that an Astartes could wield.

It’s a dreadnought…but it’s not a cast iron dreadnought.

Koslo came to his senses. The injuries he had sustained before he passed out weren't surprising for a Dreadnought, but this wasn't a Dreadnought from the Black Templars. He asked the Technical Sergeant:

"Tell me what happened?"

The technical sergeant told Koslo what had happened before and after, including the matter of Mallorian, but was interrupted by Koslo before he could finish.

"Are you saying that there's a Fearless Elder of the Imperial Fists who fought alongside us on Isil, having experienced the Unification Wars, mentored Marshal Sigismund, and fought throughout the Great Crusade and the Heresy?"

The Tech Sergeant nodded.

"Where is that elder? I want to go see him!" Koslo said hurriedly. He couldn't wait to meet the fearless elder.

"Marshal Koslo, can you... let me finish first?" The technical sergeant began to wonder whether he should tell Koslo everything. After some thought, he decided to tell it all.

"You say it."

The Techmarine continued like this until the battle on Isil was over.

"You mean, the elder died in the battle? And I am now in the Contemptor Dreadnought that the elder used when he was alive?" Koslo's voice trembled a little.

The technical sergeant hesitated, then nodded.

"How could you let this happen!!!"

Koslo went crazy. He denounced the soldiers for their incompetence. Why couldn't they protect Elder Mallorian? Why did they give him Mallorian's sacred fearlessness? Could he afford it?

"This was Elder Mallorian's request before he died, my lord. We cannot refuse."

Malorian asked the Nebula Hammer people to hand over everything he had to those who needed it, and Koslo needed a Dreadnought to save his life. At the instruction of Nebula Hammer Chapter Master Uldren, the technical sergeant placed Koslo in the Contemptor Dreadnought.

"You...I..."

Koslo felt like he was going crazy, but this was exactly what the elders wanted.

"Where's Arthur?"

Koslo asked, Arthur, as the commander of the Black Templars after he fell into a coma, was absolutely responsible for the death of Elder Malorion.

"The Lord of Castle Arthur..."

"I'm here, Marshal Koslo."

Arthur walked in, holding a container in his hand.

"Arthur, you..."

"I know I am unforgivable, Marshal Koslo, but I promised Elder Mallorian to live and bring the elder and his brother back to the Imperial Fists and back to Terra." Arthur said to Koslo.

"The elder and his brother?" Koslo noticed the container in Arthur's hand.

Arthur opened the container, revealing several test tubes containing genetic seeds.

"these are……"

"It's the Imperial Fists' gene-seed, the original gene-seed, including that of the Elder Mallorian."

Koslo was silent. These gene seeds were too important to the Sons of Dorne. With these gene seeds, the Sons of Dorne would no longer have defects, and the Imperial Fists would be truly reborn.

Elder Mariloan gave these precious seeds to Arthur and their expedition fleet.

Koslo no longer blamed Arthur. Since the elder had entrusted this task to Arthur, what else could he say?

"Where are the elder's remains?" asked Koslo.

"it's here."

Arthur took out a bag containing Mallorian's ashes. The chaos pollution on Isil was too serious and everything on it would be burned. Mallorian was killed by the great demon, and everyone had no means of purification, so Mallorian's body could not be preserved.

"Ugh……"

When Koslo thought about the death of such an elder, he felt that he deserved to die. If he could be stronger and not be seriously injured by Lucius, the result might be different.

Oh, Lucius!

Koslo suddenly remembered, since they won against Isil, what about Lucius?

Thinking of Lucius, Koslo thought of Eryu again. He had heard from Lucius that Eryu was also a son of the emperor.

The Nebula Hammer not only has the Emperor's Children, but also the Imperial Fists' eternal dreadnought. Koslo must find out what the Nebula Hammer is all about.

"I want to see the Nebula Hammer Chapter, they..."

Arthur guessed what Koslo was going to do, and he said to Koslo:

"Let me explain, Marshal Koslo."

(Second update, copied the next post (.＿.))

Chapter 89 Follow-up

The double pain of body and mind woke the Dark Apostle from his coma. His power armor was completely stripped off, and his whole body was bound by a special restraint tool with the logo of the Inquisition Rose Festival. He couldn't even move his eyelids, and he couldn't feel a trace of spiritual energy in his body. No matter how the Dark Apostle urged it, there was no response.

"You're really awake! The Inquisition is still an expert at torturing and interrogating heretics."

"That's why the Order of Heresy exists, Lord Dust. We have plenty of ways to deal with heretics."

In front of the Dark Apostle were Allen and Luochen, who had changed out of the Grey Knight armor. Just by the voice, he could tell that this Astartes was the Thousand Son who was destined to turn to ashes. The Dark Apostle wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't even speak.

Allen used his psychic power to sense the Dark Apostle's emotions, and he said to Luochen:

"It seems he wants to say something, Lord Dust."

"Let him talk. I want to hear how he feels right now. He can't escape anyway, right?"

The three of them were in a room on the Condemnation that was specially used to detain important heretics. Before the Condemnation was handed over to Allen, Credien had set up multiple barriers, protections, and blockades in this room. After Allen got the Condemnation, he continued to strengthen the protection inside, stuffing in all kinds of targeted spells, and adding the remains of the Untouchables into the prisons, leaving no chance for the heretics to cause trouble and escape.

Allen snapped his fingers, releasing the restraint on the Dark Apostle's mouth.

"Why are you..."

"You're still alive, right? I knew you couldn't come up with anything original."

As soon as the Dark Apostle said a few words, Luo Chen guessed what he was going to say. What a rubbish third-rate villain who was desperate and wanted to self-destruct, but found out that nothing happened to him. This is really too low.

We have tasted enough, take it away quickly.

"Did my ritual fail?"

Because the Dark Apostle fell into a coma after his soul fragments were torn out, he did not receive the memories transmitted back by the final substitute, so he did not know whether the ritual of summoning the great demon was successful.

"No, no, no, your ritual was very successful. Even I didn't expect you to do this."

The Dark Apostle's desperate move really scared Luo Chen. Luo Chen was thinking of various ways to humiliate the Dark Apostle, but now that a big demon had appeared, he had no interest in it anymore.

"Your ritual not only successfully summoned a Khorne Daemon, but also Ka'Banha, one of the most powerful bloodthirsty daemons. This frightened us. Remember, Ka'Banha fought Sanguinius in the past and even broke his legs. How could a mere Astartes defeat such a powerful enemy?"

Luochen praised the Dark Apostle for being able to summon Kabanha in this way in the end. It must be said that the Dark Apostle is also a capable person. If it weren't for everyone's strong support, he would really have to be a deserter this time.

But judging from the results, the Black Templars and the Celestial Lions might prefer to be "deserters" this time.

Alan, who was standing by, heard these words and turned to look at Luochen. He didn't know that Archangel Sanguinius had his legs broken by Kabanha, nor did he know whether what Luochen said was true.

Perhaps it was a side effect of the previous soul-tearing, or perhaps it was the restraints and the effects of the spell, but the Dark Apostle's brain was slow to react. Even he hadn't expected this desperate ritual to be so successful. Even Kabanha had been summoned, so why were these Corpse King's lackeys still safe and sound? Did they simply abandon the planet and flee?

"Alas, I originally wanted to lie and tell you we escaped, so you could at least be a little 'happy.' Even if we faced even the most horrific punishment in the future, you'd be able to chuckle at the thought of summoning the great demon to allow us to escape." Luo Chen sighed. "But I can't go against my conscience. If I really lied to you, I'd be sorry for those brothers who died, and I'd feel bad too."

Luochen held the Dark Apostle's head with his left hand and shook it, saying:

"Kabanha was very strong. We fought with all our might to defeat him, and we paid a heavy price for it."

"Let me think about it. You have caused me to lose an old brother, and the sons of Dorne have lost an old veteran. How do you think we should 'repay' you?"

Luochen calculated carefully and found that even if he excluded Mallorian, the "Ten Thousand Years" Dreadnought, the other losses alone would be enough for the three Astartes regiments to properly "entertain" a wave of dark apostles.

"You... exiled Kabanha?" The Dark Apostle finally realized that these lackeys of the false emperor did not escape, but instead defeated Kabanha, one of the strongest bloodthirsty demons head-on.

"What's so surprising about this? How could a country bumpkin from the Warp possibly defeat the brave and fearless Imperial Guard? Do you really think the real universe is the Warp?"

Luochen wanted to laugh when he thought of GW's exaggerated settings. Some big demon created and destroyed the multiverse in the subspace, but when he came to the real universe, it was difficult to explode a star without a ritual. It can only be said that no matter how strong you are in the subspace, it is fake, and your performance in the real universe is what matters.

"You know, when the Black Templars and the Celestial Lions found out you were the culprit, they wanted to skin you alive right then and there. If I hadn't fought against all odds to save you, you might have died right there and then."

Luo Chen was not lying here, at that time the Black Templar and the Heavenly Lion were almost chopped into pieces by the Dark Apostle, but Luo Chen thought that such an easy death was too easy for the Dark Apostle, so Luo Chen found a "good" place for the Dark Apostle.

"So you have to thank me for this. You'll have food, clothing, and shelter from now on."

Hearing Luochen's words, the Dark Apostle broke out in a cold sweat. How could he not know that he was on a ship of the Inquisition? He knew very well what kind of organization the Inquisition was. It would be better to kill him directly.

"Due to your status as a Dark Apostle, the Grand Hotel of the Solar Region Inquisition will provide you with a high-level reception, a treatment not often enjoyed by ordinary people."

Luochen clapped his hands, but his face was no longer playful, and he said:

"Why are you courting death? You could have just endured a humiliating ordeal and then you'd be on your way. Now, you'll probably have to spend the rest of your life working on a sewing machine in the Inquisition, and I don't know how many times you'll be tortured every day. But don't worry, the Inquisitors are very measured in their actions, and you'll definitely survive."

"Kill me if you dare, or the Word Bearers will..."

The restraint device sealed the Dark Apostle's mouth, preventing him from making any sound.

"You hold a high position in the Word Bearers, don't you? You don't really think they'll care about you, do you?" Luo Chen said, looking at the glaring Dark Apostle. "I'm telling you, the Word Bearers have plenty of men, and there are plenty of Dark Apostles. You're not the only one they need. If you're really capable, go get Erebus or Kor Phaeron, and maybe I'll let you go."

Luo Chen pounded his palm after he finished speaking, as if he remembered something, and said:

"I almost forgot one thing, my Chapter Master. Now it's time for you to show up."

Brother Ou walked into the room. In the eyes of the Dark Apostle, Brother Ou was wearing the uniform of the Ultramarines. The Dark Apostle felt that he was not a disguise, but an Ultramarines.