Emperor's Bane

Chapter 103 Duran's Farce ([-])

Before Leman Russ found Jorin, he had another fight.

The clip of the wolf lord and the werewolf was not only circulated in the communication network of the two legions, but also set off a huge wave in the Duran people's network. Unlike the knights and wolves who deliberately avoided this picture, it was almost The Duran people who are at the end of the road will not give up this opportunity.

Just when the No. 13 Wolf Lord of Dalian gave the order to destroy those cameras, the sound of thunderous footsteps resembling the migration of herds rang in everyone's ears: Obviously, the reinforcements of the Duran people had arrived, and they were more powerful than them. Imagine faster and more.

Thousands of Duran soldiers came from all directions, and there was no end in sight, and all the officers were displaying the infiltrating photo. Therefore, the noble anger of defending the country and the gnashing of teeth against the invaders Hatred put on the most sacred cloak, collided and fermented at this moment with the thorough hostile education against aliens and mutants for thousands of years, and finally formed an immortal fighting spirit that could swallow the world.

Jolin brought three teams, this number was not enough to stop this fearless frenzy, the wolf lord called his fighters to gather on the stage in the center of the theater, relying on the terrain and height here to build a temporary line of defense, here, They only need to point their guns at a few places and gaps in and out, and they can form a steel storm that strangles any life, and above their heads, the iron cage that imprisoned their former companions is also creaking. , obviously, the monster inside smelled the breath of war, and was becoming more and more crazy and bloodthirsty.

And just like that, the battle began.

Amidst countless gunshots and roars, the air was also constantly distorted with the high temperature and deep breathing, and everyone was trembling as far as their eyes could see, as if everything was burning.

Duran's army was advancing one after another, and the muzzles of the wolves kept screaming. Everyone was struggling in this whirlpool of death. The dark red armor of Duran's people soon filled the small half of the hall, and their comrades even Under the cover of corpses, they could calmly tear down more walls and obstacles. Although every step was bleeding, they were indeed moving forward. Corresponding to this progress, one after another of Rus's sons began to fall. In this way, the dark red frenzy and the dark red blood tide swept in the angry roar of the wild wolf.

And all of this was worse than the next scene that made the wolf lord feel desperate: he heard a click sound that he was very familiar with, not only himself, but almost everyone in all directions.

The wolf lord bit his teeth, and he felt pain through his two rows of teeth.

"I'm going to regret this decision sooner or later."

He muttered softly, then raised his gun, and shot down the iron cage that held the werewolf monster. The moment the iron cage fell to the ground, the wolf master stepped over, kicked it hard, and kicked it towards Du Lan's army.

In such a violent collision, of course, when the cage holding the monster fell to the ground, it groaned unbearably, completely torn apart, and the beast it imprisoned also returned to the world.

This outright monster didn't hesitate for a second, and couldn't wait to pounce on Duran's army, just like a violent black hurricane sweeping through a tender flower garden, Duran's armed forces were under its fangs and claws It was as fragile as a rotten piece of paper. For a while, blood overflowed and limbs flew across. Countless Duran soldiers clutched their throats and fell into a pool of blood, or were simply torn to pieces. It doesn't look like it was ever a human.

"Everyone!"

Seizing this opportunity, Jolingau raised his battle axe. Roaring, he led the remaining warriors and rushed towards the shaky Duran army. The wildness of the werewolf turned into a rampant flesh mill, crushing and killing the bravest Duran people.

The wolf master's mind was blank, he simply raised his ax high, relying on the battle memory engraved into his body, he raised and lowered it again and again, mercilessly harvesting lives one by one, feeling a trace of Another trace of fear brewed in this hall, until the bravest or craziest Durans died under the battle axes and claws, leaving only those who were not firm enough.

He didn't even dare to feel happy, because the wild howling lingering in his ears reminded him all the time of the consequences of some kind of indulgence.

The bloody fight lasted for an unknown amount of time, until every inch of the wolf lord's field of vision was filled with pure blood, until his iron boots could no longer touch an inch of clean ground, and the hall finally returned to their hands, but despite this, There were still countless Duran troops outside, and they looked a little scared, but they didn't flee.

And just when he was thinking about what to do, he heard two wolf howls.

Giant wolves, two giant wolves, they suddenly appeared from behind the Duran people, appeared from the edge of the battlefield, biting the throats of these people without hesitation, and behind them were groups of iron gray The figure, that is a large number of space wolves pouring into the battlefield, they rushed into the battle line of the Durans in an instant, when these poor creatures realized that they were surrounded, the roaring chain The Sawblade has decapitated hundreds of Duranians.

And behind this invincible steel storm, there is the tallest, most powerful, and most invincible figure, holding his chainsaw sword tightly, like a god of war descending from the sky to the world Generally speaking, walking in the battlefield where there is no suspense anymore.

from this moment.

The battle is over.

The slaughter began.

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Leman Russ stared at his own dead son.

Or rather, this creature.

At least, it used to be his own son.

No one dared to disturb the Primarch, so the wolf king of Fenris stood in the [courtyard] made up of the corpses of countless Durans and space wolves, quietly observing the completely dead werewolf, looking at it That hideous head, that bloody mouth, those scarlet eyes fixed on the dim sky: this is what the monster looked like when it died.

It died in the battle, and the desperate struggle of the Durans finally gave it enough damage. Without the protection of power armor, the burly and deformed body was battered by lasers, bullets, swords and even fists. The sharp fangs and sharp teeth collapsed one after another as it brutally tore open the Duran man's throat and chest again and again, and even the lush hair was already wet with blood and shattered. , stuck to the skin sticky.

But at the same time, its death was so glorious, it probably killed more Duran people than all the people present combined, the blood penetrated deep into the nails, and could not be erased anymore, some In one sense, it achieved the kind of death any Fenrisian could only dream of.

Russ looked at it and remained silent. In the end, the primarch knelt slowly, his fingers gently wiped the blood from the son's face, and slowly brushed its eyes.

It was also at this moment that his wolf master stepped forward, and his iron boots stepped on the gradually cooling flesh, making a sticky sizzling sound.

Yorin walked up to his king in this way, lowering his head. The wolf lord was not unscathed in the battle just now, he was always at the forefront, and the wounds and scars all over his body were enough to make any Astartes feel alive. fear.

But Ruth didn't look at him, he just looked at the dead child quietly, and after a while, he asked questions slowly.

【why did not you tell me. 】

"I... I was just waiting."

Only in front of his genetic father and king, the voice of the wolf lord will be mixed in the murmuring.

【wait?What are you waiting for? 】

"The cure, the truth, the solution...or whatever..."

[There won't be. 】

【It is the sprout of eternal winter, it is the light of the long night, it is the courage of deserters, it is something that will never appear, we don't need to expect miracles, and we don't need to expect promises. 】

The wolf king stood up, he was much taller than his burliest offspring, all the space wolves were waiting in line at a distance, in awe of the mighty power of the father of genes, only the wolf lord standing beside him struggled raised his head, troubled by his own confusion and confusion.

"We have become like this, my lord... I still remember..."

[I also remember, Jorin, I remember everything, I remember those cursed names, they used to be close to us, fought side by side, but they failed, they didn't bear the force, now, they can only be in Fenris wanders the night, a monstrosity through and through. 】

[I also know that this is not the past, this is also the future. The Cannes spiral gives us strength, and the roar of wolves surges in our veins, allowing us to win countless wars among the stars, but when we cannot control it When the time comes, it decides to bite us back, is it something incomprehensible? 】

The words made Yolin tremble a little.

"You...know all of them? My lord?"

Leman Russ didn't answer right away, he just showed a sarcasm and bitter smile, he looked at his wolf master, at No.13 Dalian's master, his former shield bearer, he has always been The most trusted person, even until the end of the gods, he will choose to stand firmly on his side.

[Each legion has its own curse, Jorin. 】

[In this damn world, no one can be carefree, the only exception is those idiots. 】

【Every one of my brothers is like this, they are just like me, our bloodline gives our descendants inhuman strength, but this strength is not free. 】

[Every legion has the possibility of leading to the darkest future. If some legions seem so perfect and invulnerable, it is just that their darkness is carefully hidden, or they are simply carried on It is the most dangerous on a person. 】

【That's why the Whole Father needs us, our group of executioners, because bad things may happen in any legion, so the blood-drinking guillotine must always be as bright as new and merciless. 】

[Only I can do this, my brothers, they are too reserved, arrogant, kind, hesitant, or just plain weak, so they can't do this. 】

[I used to think that we were special cases, the ones favored by the whole father and fate, even when the sealer warned me, I didn't take it seriously. 】

【Looking at it now, this is just a kind of arrogant evasive thinking. In this regard, there is no difference between you and me. 】

"My lord... I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you... I want to tell you..."

[Don't apologize to me! 】

Leman Russ' anger was ignited in an instant, but disappeared in the next instant. He waved his hands irritably, and let out a deep breath, with merciless accusations and questioning in his voice.

【I know your thoughts, Yorin, you want to suppress the matter, you don’t want this phantom of the past to destroy the Legion, even if it means deceiving me, you still decide to do it, I can’t say it’s Wrong, but look at what it looks like now, this planet will definitely be lost, and I have to deal with my brother. 】

【Throne, I hope he's not that bad-tempered, we weren't very happy before. 】

The face of the wolf lord is so strange: his face is paler than ever before, it is the despair and inferiority brought about by the lord who lied to him and the father of genes, but with the words of Leman Russ, this despair It became a kind of complete excitement and shame again, the blood all over his body was surging up, dripping a large blood-red streak on his pale and narrow cheeks.

He still wanted to say something, but the wolf king patted him on the shoulder, stopping his words. Leman Russ approached his most trusted warrior, speaking slowly in a low tone that only two people could hear.

【Why do you think I know all this?Jolin? 】

【Do you think this is just your curse? 】

The wolf lord raised his head, his gaze was like a torch, it was a flame composed of inconceivable and amazed.

Ruth just smiled, and he settled it bit by bit, like every treasure.

[In the beginning, it was on Fenris, a warrior who was preparing to be incorporated into the Second Great Company. It finally escaped into the wilderness. I hunted it myself. No one knew. In fact, before we left Fenris , there are three. 】

【Then, two companies, five companies, six companies, nine companies...】

[The most recent one was four years ago, from Eighth Company. 】

He patted Jolin's shoulder again, looked at his wolf master's dull gaze, and smiled involuntarily.

【Most of them are the same as you, Yolin, they instinctively want to cover up, only two people obediently found me and confessed the situation, but they are luckier than you, so the situation is not too bad. 】

The wolf master's mouth was sour, and he asked with great difficulty and sincerity.

"What are we going to do, my lord?"

【How to do? 】

Leman Russ shook his head, his smile was bitter.

[If it was some arrogant brother of mine, he would probably be patted on his chest, and find a way from nowhere to know the details, which will probably cause endless troubles. 】

[He doesn't know one thing: Some sufferings cannot be avoided or resolved. The only way is to grit your teeth and bear it. Opportunistic methods may work temporarily, but one day they will face even more terrible backlash. 】

[And I won't do that, Yolin, I don't have that ability and stupidity, and my fate also determines that I can't think of a real solution: medicine or formula?Maybe someday they will actually appear, but at least, right now, we don't have to count on them. 】

[They're just echoes in our hearts, Jolin, and that's what we become when we listen to the real voice in our hearts. 】

[So, it's better to continue fighting. 】

[At the very least, the fishy smell and howling sound can save us from having to face it for the time being, and the rest is nothing but resignation. 】

The Primarch patted his son on the shoulder as he whispered his final orders.

[Now, burn it and forget about it. 】

[Suffering is inevitable. 】

[And we still have battles to fight. 】

He spoke the order gently, then turned around slowly, took a deep breath, and listened to the sound of ending a battle.

The peace and melancholy of Fenris Wolf King was until the Wolf Lord of the Third Dalian connected his communication.

"My lord, we have detected traces of teleportation at the top of the Scarlet Fortress. It is a dark angel!"

The wolf master of the third Dalian tried his best to lower his voice, but the anger and fury were still churning at the other end of the communicator.

Leman Russ froze in place.

His expression was stiff, confused, and even pure. The slight melancholy just now was shattered by this news. The wolf king's facial features were fixed in the most standard position in an instant, only his mouth was It opened in purest amazement.

It's like a child who, after months of hard work and getting excellent grades, gets into his parents' car full of expectations, only to find out that the car is not bound for an amusement park: It's a dentist's office.

This innocent astonishment only paused for a second, and the next moment, Leman Russ's face had become terrifying, he showed his fangs, like an angry beast, and the anger was burning in his pupils, but Even so, he remained as calm as possible.

He glanced at the time before asking his wolf master.

[Did you make a mistake?He promised me, it was a promise! 】

"We are attacking with all our might... My lord, I assure you with my life that I am not mistaken, those dark angels have been teleported in, and my rune pendant can feel the echo of their psionic power!"

【…】

【Grass! 】

[Fuck the grass! 】

[Fucking Leon—Jonson! 】

【Damn you, you really know how to pick your time!Give me a whole life!Make me angry!I can fuck you! 】

Violent thunder raged in the Flesh Mill. All the space wolves lowered their heads, not daring to face the monstrous anger of Father Gene. Russ brandished his chainsword, bared his teeth like a real wolf, and growled Then he issued a series of orders: gather the army, prepare for the Stormbird, and everyone must go to the Scarlet Fortress with him.

When the ear-piercing roar of the storm bird penetrated the entire courtyard, the wolf king turned his head and looked at his most trusted wolf lord.

[If you really want to make atonement for your concealment, Yolin, then keep fighting!attack!Let the land of Duran burn, let their cries tear the sky, and kill every Duran you see who stands up. 】

[This is the fate of the Space Wolves. 】

[And I, now have to settle some personal grievances. 】

(End of this chapter)