Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

But he was already half a year old, and Wop had never raised him.

There was a hint of resistance in Ferus' voice. "He's just your father."

Vulkan gave a sly smile. "You misunderstood, brother. I was referring to our biological father, the Lord of Mankind. There are twenty-one of us brothers, numbered from one to twenty. You are tenth, and I am eighteen. But if you also wish to have two identical fathers like me, I welcome you."

Ferrus's expression was cold and hard. He felt that Vukan was plotting against him, and that his seemingly honest brother was not so honest.

Vulkan looked Ferrus straight in the eye, his expression serious. "I'm serious, brother. Besides me, my father is also the father of at least eight other brothers."

"Curze, Lorgar, Russ, Angron, Corax, Mortarion, Sanguinius, Fulgrim," Vulkan recited the names of these brothers he had never met, "They are all like us. Father found them and raised them in the galaxy."

Ferrus frowned, "He told me there are other brothers who call him mentor."

Vulkan: "Only Chagatai Khan."

Ferrus: "Mentor, that's all I'll call him for now."

Vukan deliberately dragged out the last word, "For now?"

Ferrus's stern face tightened even more. "We are risking our lives tracking a dangerous beast, brother! This is not an outing, this is a dangerous hunt!"

Wokan put away his smile and said solemnly, "Brother, if there's any danger later, let me stand in front!"

Ferrus was stunned when he heard this and looked at his brother in disbelief.

Even mortals would shout slogans to inspire people before a battle, but he could see that Vukan was not just shouting slogans, his brother was really willing to die for him!

But why, just because they are brothers?

Even though they are brothers whose blood is thicker than water, they just met today.

Before today they were strangers to each other, their only connection being their recent battle together against the Dark Eldar.

Ferrus asked himself, he could take the risk to save Volkan, but if the price was his own death, he would abandon Volkan.

If they had known each other for a long time, Ferrus might not hesitate to die for his brother.

But at this moment, they have neither deep feelings nor experience of life and death together, so this friendship seems too thin.

Ferrus's eyes flickered, but in the end he only uttered a cold question: "Are you trying to be brave?"

Vulkan: "This is not bragging, brother. I may not be as fast as you, but I am stronger than you. We should each play to our strengths! And..."

He paused, "Father said I am immortal and can die and be resurrected. My death is better than yours."

Ferrus frowned, "Have you ever tried to come back from the dead?"

"No."

Ferrus was amused by his brother's naiveté, "You believe him when he says so?"

Vukan: "Father would never lie to me."

Ferrus could not understand his brother's naiveté, but he understood that this was perhaps the difference between a child raised by parents and an orphan left alone.

Ferrus wanted to scold his brother for being too weak, but how could his brother be called weak when he was willing to die for him?

Compared to Wokan's unreserved sincerity, he who dares not accept this feeling is more like a coward!

Ferrus set his jaw. "Stop talking. None of us will die!"

As they were talking, the roar of wild beasts tore through the silence in the heart of the volcano.

The two men looked stern and rushed towards the source of the sound.

The beast had left clear tracks among the jagged volcanic rocks, with crushed rock layers and gullies dragged along the way, and they had followed these tracks all the way here.

When the two climbed to the edge of the volcanic crater, several anti-gravity motorcycles circled at low altitude like a swarm of bloodthirsty mosquitoes, using dart weapons to toy with the silver giant beast at the bottom of the crater, leaving many wounds on it.

Vukan was also observing the giant beast. The monster was a giant silver insect. It was not made of flesh and blood, but some kind of metal structure.

In the nest littered with fire dragon corpses, this giant beast, which was clearly not a local, seemed out of place.

Vulkan frowned, "Is this the behemoth from your home planet?"

"All of Medusa's beasts are made of steel, but this one is far more dangerous than the others."

Vulkan: "We need to deal with those Dark Eldar first. What are your plans?"

"Do you have a gun? A bow and arrow would be fine too."

"No."

"Then we'll just have to try and knock them down with rocks."

"Good idea." Vukan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately broke off a piece of rock from the cliff and weighed it in his hand.

Ferrus also broke off a piece of rock, and he was not joking.

In this desolate volcano, they did not have any long-range weapons, so apart from using the most primitive stone throwing attacks, they really had no better way to deal with the enemies hovering in the air.

Ferrus: "There are seven of us. I'll take four and you'll take three."

"it is good."

The two men dispersed tacitly. While the Dark Eldar's attention was focused on the behemoth, Vorkan suddenly exerted force and threw two angular volcanic rocks like cannonballs.

The stones tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound. The first stone accurately hit the visor of the Dark Eldar, whose armor was the most fancy and gorgeous. Almost at the same moment, the second stone hit the arm of another alien, causing it to fall from the anti-gravity motorcycle and hit the rugged volcanic rocks heavily. The sound of shattering was clearly audible.

At the same time, Ferrus attacked from the flank and threw a fist-sized stone accurately at the back of the Dark Eldar. The huge impact force directly threw the rider into the boiling magma, and he was burned to ashes with a shrill scream.

As soon as another Dark Eldar turned his motorcycle around, he was hit by a stone thrown by Ferrus and fell straight from the sky.

The remaining Dark Eldar were suddenly aware of the attack and immediately turned their motorcycles around, unleashing a deadly barrage of darts from their shuriken rifles.

Ferrus rolled and hid behind a protruding rock pillar, and Vukan also took the opportunity to hide behind the cliff.

When the Dark Eldar's firepower stopped temporarily, the two men were about to grab stones to fight back.

But the three anti-gravity motorcycles flew directly over their heads and disappeared into the sky without looking back.

Ferrus and Vulkan looked at each other in silence. Vulkan broke the silence, "Father is right."

Every Dark Eldar is selfish, and the Conspiracy acts as a gang. Dark Eldar who value loyalty and honor are a rare species, and those who run away when they see the situation is not good are the exceptions.

But the Dark Eldar also have warbands, and unless their commander is dead, they will be tortured if they flee back to Commorro.

After dealing with the dark elves, only Ferrus, Vulkan and the furious silver beast were left on the battlefield.

Even those Dark Eldar who were knocked down by the rocks and survived the fall were torn to pieces by the beast's rage.

At this moment, the behemoth has also locked onto the two primarchs.

It was still furious from the torture inflicted by the Dark Eldar, and its metal body was covered with scorch marks and cracks. A silvery fluid similar to blood oozed out of it to repair the wounds, but none of them were fatal.

Without hesitation, Vukan threw the stone at the beast. The stone shattered on the metal shell. Although it did not cause any actual damage, it successfully angered the beast.

The behemoth roared deafeningly and crashed into Vukan like a speeding train, crushing the volcanic rocks along the way into rubble and flying everywhere.

At the moment when the giant beast's attention was completely attracted, Ferrus approached from the flank and stabbed the dagger into the giant beast's body.

The friction between the dagger and the metal produced dazzling sparks, and dark silver fluid gushed out from the wound.

The beast roared in pain, and its three pairs of sharp appendages swept across like sickles, forcing Ferrus to retreat hastily without even having time to draw his dagger.

Ferrus didn't have time to draw his dagger, but he didn't defend against the attack, instead he beat the beast with his bare hands.

But Ferrus still fought the behemoth with his bare hands, and each punch hit the behemoth's wound hard, causing a large amount of silver fluid to splash out.

No matter what this thing is, being able to make the behemoth bleed will definitely be beneficial in battle!

Wokan seized the opportunity, swung the hammer, and smashed it on the giant beast's head with tremendous force.

"when!"

The loud sound of metal colliding echoed in the belly of the mountain, and the giant beast's head was dented.

As it swung its limbs to fight back, Vorkan immediately blocked with his hammer, sparks flying at the collision, and his feet plowed two deep grooves in the rock.

The primarchs cooperated with each other in perfect harmony. Vulkan always restrained the behemoth's violent attacks from the front, while Ferrus kept looking for opportunities to expand the wound.

But this beast is so huge!

Even though they tried their best, they were still unable to inflict fatal damage to it.

The silver fluid in its body seemed endless, constantly repairing its wounds. No matter how they attacked, they were unable to cause fatal damage.

The splashing silver fluids gradually gathered into streams on the ground, flowing into the magma and emitting sizzling green smoke.

"Magma!" Vukan's roar was in sync with Ferrus's.

The muscles in his arms suddenly tensed, and he forcibly grabbed the beast's struggling appendages and dragged the behemoth towards the boiling magma pool.

The behemoth's metal shell scraped dazzling sparks on the rocky ground, and its sharp appendages waved wildly, trying to break free from the restraints.

Volkan rushed to Ferrus in one step and swung his broken hammer to help him block the attack.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the iron hammer finally shattered to the ground under the weight, and the giant beast's appendage pierced Vukan's heart like silver lightning. Blood gushed out immediately, and a scarlet mist rose in the hot air.

Chapter 172 I will take care of your parents, don’t worry (5K)

"Vokhan!"

Blood spurted onto Ferrus's face, and the Primarch's eyes were bloodshot, but his brother still held on to the beast, buying him time.

In extreme rage, Ferrus burst out with unprecedented strength, roared, swung the giant beast up, and slammed it into the magma pool!

Ferrus seized the opportunity and grabbed his brother's arm, pulling him out of the beast's appendage and pulling him back to shore.

The behemoth let out a blood-curdling scream, its metal shell gradually twisting and deforming under the high temperature.

But Ferrus didn't dare to relax at all. He must not let his brother's sacrifice go to waste!

His arms, like iron clamps, held the beast's head firmly in the lava, allowing the scalding lava to splash onto his skin and burn hideous wounds. The pungent smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

The beast's dying struggles grew more violent, its metal appendages slapping frantically against the pool of magma, the splashing of scorching liquid inflicting several new wounds on his body, and it nearly broke free from his restraints.

Just when he was exhausted, a pair of dark arms stained with blood stretched out.

"Hold on, brother!"

Ferrus had no time to rejoice at his brother's resurrection, as the two brothers worked together to press the beast's head deeper into the lava.

The giant beast's struggle gradually weakened, and its hard shell melted into silver fluid in the boiling magma.

But the molten silver fluid seemed unwilling to die, and it meandered up the arms of the two Primarchs like a living thing.

Ferrus and Vulkan both felt a piercing pain all over their skin, as if the silver fluid was seeping into their skin!

Their faces were distorted by severe pain, but they only thought it was the giant beast's dying counterattack. They still gritted their teeth and pressed down on the giant beast's remains until the giant beast was completely dissolved.

The brothers stumbled back as their arms touched the lava, their eyes turning silver, as if they had lost their pupils.

They looked down at each other's arms. Their arms were still as functional as before, but their flesh and blood bodies had transformed into hands of steel. The silver fluid that seeped into their bodies seemed to have completely merged with their flesh and blood.

Their minds were in a state of confusion, mixed with relief after the victory and lingering worries.

Is the beast truly dead, or is it lurking within them in another form?

Russ suddenly clenched his metal fist. "If it's still alive, I'll kill it again!"

Vulkan turned his palm over, and his silver eyes, which were shining with metallic luster, were replaced by a blazing scarlet in an instant, and his silver arms turned black.

It seems that the genes of the original body are dominant.

Ferrus stared at Vulkan, his silver eyes filled with complex emotions. "Next time, don't take risks for me."

Without Vulkan, he would have died.

As an adult he might be able to hunt the silver beasts on his own, but he was not yet an adult.

Vulkan shook his head. "I can't promise that, brother. Resurrection is my gift. If I can use it to save others, my death will be well-deserved. To die for my brothers is the greatest honor."

Ferrus: "What about your father? Will he let you die?"

Vulkan: "If I decide to use this gift, my father will support me."

Ferrus said nothing more, but he would remember what happened today for the rest of his life.

Because he has already owed a debt that he can never repay in his lifetime!

Vulkan: "Don't take it to heart, brother."

"You want me to be ungrateful?"