Warhammer, I really didn't intend to form a second empire!

At that time, not to mention the marshals of Great Qin, Zhao Zheng will make sure that every general is on board a Glory Queen!

He refused to believe it. If they were that powerful, wouldn't they be able to hang up and beat up the subspace and the traitors?

"We're setting off, are you coming or not?"

Just as Zhao Zheng was fantasizing about punching Chaos Puff and kicking the four Chaos Gods, the Emperor's psychic energy directly interrupted his fantasy.

"Let's go, let's set off!"

……

Nocturne is a desolate planet with extremely violent geological activity, frequent volcanic eruptions and tsunamis, and earthquakes and meteors are commonplace. Every now and then, black bean sprouts come and abduct a wave of people. It can be said that the sons of the black guys on the planet live a very miserable life.

But they were also lucky, because the Lord of Fire Dragons came here.

The people of Nocturne did not abandon the child because of his terrifying and ferocious appearance. Instead, they unanimously chose the best blacksmith to tutor and educate him, and the people there were constantly influencing Vulcan with love.

It's hard to imagine why someone in such an environment could be so kind-hearted, but Vulcan grew up rapidly in that environment.

After he smashed a swarm of invading Black Sprouts into mincemeat with two giant hammers last year and destroyed a Blackwing fighter with a boulder, those Black Sprouts have not been seen on Nocturne Star since.

To celebrate Vulcan's successful defeat and drive away of the Dark Eldar, a tournament was specially set up to commemorate this unforgettable day.

A competition specifically designed for strength and endurance, where participants must ultimately forge their own weapon and hunt a fire lizard on those volcanoes before returning home.

In fact, no one but Vulcan could complete this kind of competition, because mortals could not possess the power of a demigod. However, Vulcan did not participate in the tournament because if he were to participate, the tournament would lose all meaning.

The game was being celebrated, but Vulcan could not participate because he was afraid he would spoil the celebration.

Until this day, two strangers came to Nocturne.

The two were strange. One was even more robust than the Lord of Fire Dragons, while the other was even weaker than the people of Nocturne Star, looking like skin and bones and frail.

But most importantly, that thin, wheat-colored stranger spoke with such arrogance.

"Oh? There's such a boring competition here? How dull. Back in the day, I could easily crush those so-called strongest knights and best blacksmiths on Terra."

"Who is the strongest person here? Tell him to come before me and submit to me immediately. Stop playing these pointless tricks in front of me."

The stranger's words instantly enraged a group of kind-hearted Nocturne Star black men, and even the Fire Dragon Lord couldn't help but feel angry at the arrogance of these two strangers.

"I'm the strongest one here, and I created this tournament. If you want to compete, then come and have a match with me."

The Lord of Fire Dragons stood tall before the Emperor and Zhao Zheng, his imposing figure a stark contrast to the Emperor's frail frame. However, because of Zhao Zheng, it seemed more like Zhao Zheng and Vulcan were facing off from a distance.

"Alright, let me give you a condition first. If you lose, you have to acknowledge me as your master and never go back on your word."

"Sure, even if you lose, it's the same."

Zhao Zheng felt that Vulcan was too kind. What was the point of this competition? If it were Zhao Zheng, he would have already unleashed a barrage of punches and then bombarded him with orbital bombardment.

Vulcan's ability to tolerate it is truly remarkable; he has an exceptionally good temper.

"Wait, a contest is one thing, but I don't think you're strong enough. How about this: if you can beat my son, then you'll prove you're qualified to challenge me. Otherwise, you'd better obediently acknowledge me as your master."

Vulcan looked at Zhao Zheng's physique, which was three times stronger than his own, and then at the emperor, who was obviously thin and frail.

Father and son? Are you kidding me?

Zhao Zheng looked at the emperor speechlessly. So this old man brought him along just to avoid taking action himself and to show off his imperial majesty one last time.

Suddenly, Zhao Zheng felt that he might have lost out. He thought that the emperor had come to settle accounts with him in the first place. He had paid 20% more tax for nothing. He should have just paid half tax.

"What, are you scared? If you're afraid, you can kneel down right now and I'll accept your allegiance."

Even with his good temper, Vulcan's face was contorted with rage and ferocity, especially his crimson eyes, which looked as if he wanted to devour the emperor alive.

With his appearance and enormous body, it's safe to say that he could eat ten children in one sitting, and many people would be willing to believe it.

"Let's have a contest, but if I lose this time, both of you will have to serve me as your master!"

This was the harshest thing Vulcan had ever said. It has to be said that this brother, who had a fierce face but a kind heart, was really interesting. No wonder he was able to be personally taught by the Emperor like Horus and have him guard the Golden Throne.

Not bad, not bad. He's a good brother worth befriending. I'll help him out more in the future and have him forge more weapons for me and my offspring. The weapons of the Fire Dragon Lord are all divine artifacts!

After the great rebellion, the Lord of Fire Dragons destroyed a large portion of the weapons to prevent them from falling into the hands of villains, which was a real pity for Zhao Zheng. This time, no matter what, he was determined to get some of Vulcan's weapons and even make some custom-made weapons for his descendants.

It seems like I have no choice but to participate in this game; I need to think about how to build a good relationship with Forrest Gump.

Zhao Zheng stepped out from behind the emperor and came to stand in front of Vulcan. His face was kind, unlike the emperor's "arrogant" demeanor, and he even had a warm and sunny smile on his face.

The Primarch's charm was still quite useful; at least compared to the Emperor's attitude, the Nocturne people were more accepting of someone like Zhao Zheng.

What are we going to compete in?

"A tournament of strength and endurance. In the end, each of us will forge a weapon and hunt a fire lizard on those volcanoes. Whoever brings back the biggest prey wins."

Vulcan explained the rules of the tournament to the two of them, and Zhao Zheng naturally had no objections.

Thus began a comparison of pure physical talent.

In the first match, an arm wrestling contest, Zhao Zheng could immediately sense that Vulcan's strength was extraordinary. Even with Ferrus's iron hands, he might not be able to match Vulcan's strength.

However, this was still a bit lacking for Zhao Zheng, but Zhao Zheng still went easy on him and did not win the first match against Vulcan.

Next comes hammering in the nails. Twenty large iron nails, each half a meter thick and five meters tall, must be hammered into the ground. Whoever finishes in the shortest time wins.

This kind of competition was actually quite boring for Zhao Zheng, because he didn't like it. He wasn't a person who liked to use force; he preferred to lie on his throne, eat and drink, and watch the reports of victory sent back from the front lines, as well as the production capacity and technological innovation of the Qin Dynasty.

Unfortunately, he couldn't be too indulgent, otherwise Zhao Zheng would have wanted to set up some dance troupes on his own and select some fair-skinned and beautiful girls who could be chosen as nuns to dance for him.

Unfortunately, such a debauched lifestyle is certainly not something we can enjoy now.

boom!

Zhao Zheng smashed the nail in front of him into the ground with a hammer, and the people watching the game on Nocturne Star could clearly feel the ground vibrate.

In particular, the terrifying force of Zhao Zheng's hammer, which could crack a large area of ​​the ground with a single blow, instilled fear in people. However, considering that the Lord of Fire Dragons had just won an arm-wrestling match against such a formidable opponent, they were not particularly afraid.

Vulcan was also shocked by Zhao Zheng's fierce strength. How could someone like him lose to him in an arm wrestling match? Was that reasonable?

Despite his doubts, Vulcan quickly hammered in one "small" nail at a time, ending the contest.

Vulcan won another game, and Zhao Zheng suffered his second consecutive defeat.

But the local Nocturne aliens were not excited, and the Emperor still had that calm and composed expression, showing no fear whatsoever of possibly losing.

Just kidding, even if he loses, he can still bring Vulcan under his command.

After hammering in twenty nails, Zhao Zheng found some enjoyment in this boring competition, since hammering nails was really satisfying.

He suddenly thought, what if he smashed those aliens like that in the future?

It's too boring in the legion. Although the offspring are fighting, it doesn't mean they can't have some entertainment. All the major legions have their own "entertainment" facilities to comfort their spirits, but the Emperor Dragon Legion likes to find a few aliens to fire a couple of shots whenever they have nothing to do.

Or they could drive a tank over and crush them, but their morale and spiritual development is still too lacking.

Zhao Zheng thought that perhaps they could capture some aliens, like hammering nails, and then, wearing Xuanwu-type heavy armor and carrying a power hammer without activating the force field, they could compete one by one to see who could hammer the alien into the ground more completely.

Just treat it like growing ginseng.

What followed was a series of tests of strength and endurance, in which the two were almost evenly matched, with wins and losses.

Lifting an anvil, pulling a giant iron chain through a valley, squatting with an anvil on one's shoulder...

For eight days and eight nights, Zhao Zheng and Vulcan had their share of wins and losses, making it difficult to determine a winner.

The emperor realized that Zhao Zheng was deliberately letting the sea go; otherwise, Vulcan wouldn't have been able to win any of these contests.

The final two matches were even simpler: each person forged a weapon and then went to the volcano to hunt down the largest and fiercest fire lizard.

At this point, Vulcan truly encountered his forte. He spent an entire night hand-forging a finely crafted warhammer and then headed towards a volcano.

Zhao Zheng, using at least three times more steel than Vulcan, managed to turn it into a pile of scrap metal, and then insisted that it was a warhammer he had forged himself. In the end, he followed Vulcan away amidst the twitching lips of Nocturne Star, the Emperor, and others.

Zhao Zheng was very skilled at hunting prey; with a quick scan using his spiritual energy, he knew where the fire lizards were hiding.

Just as Zhao Zheng jumped into the volcano and forcefully used the hammer to kill the sleeping giant fire lizards, Vulcan encountered a small problem.

He was accidentally affected by the geological activity of the volcano and fell into a crack.

He could have dodged it, but the fire lizard he was carrying on his shoulder greatly reduced his agility, and in the end he could only cling to the rock wall to keep himself from falling.

He was reluctant to give up this prey, not because of the bet with the Emperor and Zhao Zheng, but because this giant fire lizard would allow the people of Nocturne to have a good meal.

There are no crops here, and people have to risk their lives to hunt salamanders in these volcanoes just to have meat. Vulcan doesn't want this meat supply, which could allow people to cut back on food for weeks, to be ruined.

So the situation has reached a stalemate for the time being.

Just then, Vulcan suddenly heard someone humming a tune as they walked slowly along the path. Suddenly, the voice disappeared, followed by a series of heavy, muffled footsteps.

He looked up and saw Zhao Zheng's figure already above him, carrying a fire lizard on his shoulder that was even bigger than the one he was holding in his hand. However, for some reason, its head had exploded with a large hole and had been partially burned by the lava.

"Hey, isn't this Forrest Gump? How could he be so careless and fall down?"

When Vulcan heard that annoying voice, he thought it was Zhao Zheng coming to provoke him. But Zhao Zheng simply reached out and grabbed his hand, lifted him up with a gentle lift, and then flung the fire lizard up with him.

Vulcan was completely bewildered throughout.

No, you just picked me up and this fire lizard together so easily?

"What's wrong? Come on, what are you standing there for?"

Zhao Zheng urged him on from ahead, bringing Vulcan back to his senses so he could quickly carry the fire lizard and follow.

"If you're so good, why did you let me win in those competitions?"

Vulcan was somewhat puzzled.

"It's just a competition, not a life-or-death contest. It's only interesting if there are winners and losers. Besides, I don't want my brothers to feel embarrassed."

"brother?"

"Yes, we are brothers. Otherwise, how do you think you grew to such a large size? No one except us Primarchs can grow this fast."

"What is the Primarch? Me?"

"Yes, the Emperor created us, but an accident happened and we were scattered all over the galaxy. Now he is preparing to find all our brothers who were lost and then lead the legions on a great expedition to reclaim the lost galaxy and save humanity."

Vulcan was increasingly confused, because he knew nothing about these things, only that he might be important.

"Then, what is the Emperor...?"

"Haven't you seen him already? He's the short guy."

"he?"

Vulcan thought of that skinny little man who had spouted such arrogant words. Was this the Emperor?

"Yes, that's right, he's the one who created us. Don't underestimate him. This guy is used to pretending to be weak while actually being strong. Don't mistake his appearance for his true self."

"Oh, of course, if you're unhappy, it's perfectly fine to curse him a couple of times. But if you feel that he's such a beast that you can't help but want to hit him, remember this: don't lay a hand on him. You can't beat him."

Seeing Zhao Zheng like this, four-year-old Vulcan was even more confused.

But he knew that he should go back first, and he would know the answer when he got back.

"Oh, by the way, Forrest Gump, why didn't you abandon this giant lizard and climb up to hunt another one?"

"This fire lizard is going to be slaughtered for the villagers to eat. They rarely get to eat meat these days. Once this fire lizard is processed, each household will be able to get a share."

Zhao Zheng suddenly stopped, looked at Vulcan, and his eyes were serious.

"Just because of that?"

"if not?"

"Isn't it to beat me or something?"

"I don't think you guys will really admit defeat. I could feel that you were much stronger than me in those matches. There's no way someone like you would acknowledge me as your master. I just didn't expect you to be this strong."

Do I and the Emperor look like the kind of people who don't keep their word?

Hey, Forrest Gump, that kid, he's got a damn good eye for people.

"So, these two fire lizards are going to be distributed among the villagers?"

"Yes, but it's my side. The side you hit is yours. You have the right to share it or keep it all to yourself, but I think you can share it with the villagers, since it's not very useful to you."

Vulcan's tone was full of sincerity, without any hypocrisy or pretense.

Looking at Vulcan's fierce face and bloodshot eyes, Zhao Zheng suddenly felt a little disgusted by the sincerity on his brother's face, as he realized he had already set his sights on the weapons Vulcan would later forge.

"So, these fire lizards are very useful to the people here?"

Vulcan nodded.

Zhao Zheng put the fire lizard off his shoulder. Just as Vulcan was wondering what was going on, he saw Zhao Zheng raise his hand and reach towards the volcanoes in the distance behind him.