Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 218:25, Luo Jia's Personality Traits
The character of each Primarch inherited a trait from the Emperor himself. Many people believe that Primarch Lorgar's characteristics are the human side of admiring strength and the pursuit of faith.

But Dukel has a different view. In his opinion, the quality inherited by Great Speaker Lorca is the narcissism of human nature.

It is precisely this narcissism that is completely incompatible with faith that has created Luo Jia's twisted and twisted character.

Ten thousand years ago, the Great Speakers worshipped the Emperor as a god, compiled the Holy Words, and spread the belief in the Emperor of Humanity as the primary God throughout the galaxy.

He seemed extremely devout, like a true fanatic.

But in essence, his motivation for doing this was not to truly regard the Emperor as a god, but just to show off to everyone -

See how pious I am. No one loves the Emperor more than I do. No one is more loyal than I am. I regard the Emperor as a god!

It is precisely because of this distorted mentality.

When the Emperor declared that he was not a god and threw him to the ground with a mighty blow, forcing him to kneel before Guilliman.

Faced with such a situation, true fanatics would regard it as a test from God and accept it with relish - true fanatics are like those who are hopelessly in love, and no matter what God does or says, it is right.

But Luo Jia's choice was rage and betrayal.

Perhaps at that moment, Luo Jia himself realized that his beliefs were not pure.

In the end, the devout faith was just a false appearance that Luo Jia showed off to the world.

In essence, he loves no one but himself.

He has a very high opinion of himself and constantly deceives himself. Once reality does not meet his expectations, he will not think it is his fault.

I just think that the mistakes are others'.

It was precisely because of this narcissism that Duker ignored him continuously.

Luo Jia was immediately greatly stimulated, and his rage and resentment gnawed at his sanity like snakes and ants.

Dukel really didn't mean to target him.

He really did not predict in advance that Lorgar would appear on the front battlefield. If he had known that the Great Bearer would come, Dukel would not have persuaded Guilliman to stay at the headquarters.

After all, apart from Alpharius, Lorgar is the only Primarch who can help the Regent to gain military achievements.

This opportunity is very rare.

But it was too late now to regret having missed this opportunity.

Right now, the most important thing for Dukel is to deal with Mortarion first.

Mortarion's combat skills were already among the best among the Primarchs, and he had taken away some of Nurgle's power over death a few years ago.

Given the situation, Lorgar's power is nothing compared to Mortarion's.

Dukel ignored the Great Speaker beside him and charged towards the Lord of Death. The flames rising from his body made his momentum even more astonishing.

Mortarion, already badly injured, was now in great pain, but he knew he had to react immediately.

Different from the martial arts competition between brothers ten thousand years ago, in this fight between blood relatives, Duker will never spare his life.

Mortarion flapped his wings and leapt to the top of the ruins of a tall building. He dodged Dukel's charge with difficulty and leaped onto another boulder.

Dukel turned and pounced again.

At this moment, Luo Jia, who was standing by, seized the opportunity to turn around and fired a psychic fireball that had been secretly accumulated for a long time, hitting Duker accurately at the point where he was about to fall.
"boom!--"

A violent explosion sounded, and at the moment of the sonic boom of the psychic fireball, the raging flames engulfed everything around it.

Seeing that this attack was successful, a smug expression appeared on the Great Speaker's face again.

But Mortarion's expression was completely the opposite. When the Lord of Death saw this scene happening, he quietly and quickly retreated dozens of meters.

His body was trembling slightly, and his attention was now completely focused on the exploding flame.

The burning fire blocked his vision, making it difficult for him to see what was happening inside the fire, but Mortarion knew that Dukel could never be defeated so easily.

Even such an attack would hardly leave a scratch on the opponent's armor.

He only hoped that this sudden attack would not completely detonate Dukel's anger, which was exactly what Mortarion needed now.

He still had the confidence to deal with Dukel in his normal state, but the angry Lord of Destruction would only do his best to destroy both of them.

If they fail to successfully delay Dukel's progress in this world, the consequences for their plans will be fatal.

Thinking of this, Mortarion looked at Lorca with some anger.

But the time on the battlefield did not allow them to communicate more.

The next moment, the ball of fire suddenly exploded, and the wreckage of the buildings in the ruins of the city were blown into the sky by the impact of the flames. The burning and broken building fragments fell rapidly from the sky like fire meteors.

Dukel's entire body was covered in red flames, and his anger was being expressed to the surroundings through the high temperature of the flames. The earth began to melt, and the boiling lava gathered into streams.

Even though it was Mortarion, when faced with such rage, his own breathing rhythm paused for a moment.

He then hastily reacted to Dukel's onslaught, parrying his own death scythe and placing it between himself and Dukel.

But this time the angle of the weapon blocking was not ideal, and the impact of the flames caused him to retreat repeatedly.

The huge force transmitted from the weapon's grip caused both of his arms to lose feeling.

He was then slashed away by Dukel's sword, and felt his body being carried backwards by the huge force. Mortarion knew that it would be difficult for him to avoid the opponent's next attack.

In such an unfavorable situation, the Lord of Death mobilized his warp essence, and on this planet closely linked to the spiritual realm, the primordial power of chaos was continuously infused.

When Mortarion stood up again, he saw Durkel's burning sword coming towards him. He was powerless to block the sword and could not avoid it.

At this critical moment, the ground beneath the feet of the three primarchs suddenly cracked, and the Lord of Death was dragged by gravity and fell into the poisonous valley below.

"Want to run?" Dukel grunted, not giving the opponent a chance to escape from the battle, and chased him relentlessly into the bottomless rift.

The impact of the flames gathered into a tornado, stirring up the deep rift valley and making it restless.

From beginning to end, he never looked at Luo Jia.

Luo Jia: “.”

The golden skin on the Great Bearer's face reflected the light of the flames. He looked deeper along the gap in the rift, which had become a hell of fire and poisonous gas.

Driven by the might of the demigod, a completely supernatural disaster was surging, and the roar of a giant dragon could be faintly heard from it. Such a horrifying scene made the Great Speaker hesitate for a moment.

But thinking of the vision of the next plan and Dukel's contempt for him, after hesitating for a few seconds, he finally slid along the slope of the rift into the poisonous valley.

And at the factory in Datoria.

The war between the Imperial warriors, the Purifiers, and their many dark allies is drawing to a close.

Doom cleared the Purifiers from the core of the factory and climbed to the top of the tower where the Ultramarines had fought the Lord of Death.

Here, he met Dante, who also came to support the Ultramarines, and the Holy Blood Guard led by him.

They mourned for the Ultramarines. In the battle with the Lord of Death, only Commander Calgar and ten Honor Guards survived. Calgar gradually regained consciousness, but his injuries were too severe. The Lord of Death's scythe was too heavy for the Space Marines, and he could only walk with the help of his battle brothers.

After many battles, his azure armor was covered with dents.

Among the surviving Glory Guards, one was in a similar situation to Calgar, while many more were in a state of complete shock.

Seeing this scene, and thinking of the painful price that the Ultramarines had paid on their behalf, sadness appeared in Doom's eyes.

Dante, the Holy Blood Commander who witnessed the tragic sacrifices of the soldiers, was on the verge of black rage.

Without Sanguinius, he could only rely on his willpower to suppress the rage in his heart.

Doom opened his mouth, wanting to say something to thank or comfort Karga.

But the Doom Slayer usually only regarded words as weapons for war, so much so that only at this moment did he realize how poorly he was able to express himself.

The sight of a river of blood before my eyes made everything seem so empty and powerless.

The Blood Angels' Legion Chaplains help the Ultramarines recover some gene-seed from the dead and collect those relics and weaponry worth recycling.

The battle flag of the Ultramarines' Honor Guard had been completely dyed black and red by the solidified blood of the warriors. Doom took the flag personally and raised it high with solemnity.

Supported by his brothers, Kalga looked at the flag that had been raised again, his eyes filled with tears.

Azriel then arrived with the Dark Angels, and the four legion commanders held a temporary war meeting on the top of the industrial tower.

They got together to discuss countermeasures.

The aftermath of the battle between demigods is sweeping across the entire planet.

The violently surging sky occasionally emitted bursts of rumbling sounds, and the earth was constantly shaking. The noise caused by the battle was becoming more and more harsh, and red pillars of fire surged up into the sky along the gap in the earth.

The whole world seemed to have entered a horrific doomsday. Faced with this natural disaster, people led by the Dark Angel Commander advocated revenge against the heretics.

But Doom and Calgar both made clear their opposition after thinking for a few seconds.

Although both of them were extremely eager to take revenge on the heretics and tear every enemy on the planet into pieces.

But even so, they still did not advocate an immediate cleansing operation.

The madness of the Doom Slayers gradually subsided after the appearance of their Primarch.

They are no longer Krieg's soldiers who only know how to charge. As soldiers of the Second Legion, they need to shoulder more responsibilities.

The sacrifice of the Ultramarines is the best proof of this point of view, and the arrival of Primarch Dukel is a panacea for their souls.

No longer trapped in the madness of his desire to perish alongside his enemies, Doom's rationality became clear.

Before he went to Vigilance, he had a long talk with Dukel in his office. With the Primarch's reminder, he knew very well that the situation on Vigilance was only a prelude to the real war.

The tragic situation on the Alert Star cannot change the outcome of the deeper game.

This is a war that cannot be controlled even if mortals try their best.

Compared to killing those insignificant heretics, what they need to do now is to lead the imperial people of Vigilance Star to retreat to avoid more sacrifices.

Fortunately, the demonic legions also became disorderly and chaotic after Abaddon's escape, and they did not have as many options as the Empire, but simply destroyed in a final madness.

The violent storm descending from the Warp is madly destroying everything on the surface. In this extremely chaotic and unclean land, the destruction of the heretics is inevitable. It is obviously not a rational choice to risk killing them just to vent anger.

Doom shared this analysis with the commanders of each legion.

But unexpectedly, Azrael still insisted on exterminating the heretics.

Doom looked at him deeply. During their brief cooperation on the Spirit of Vengeance, he knew the other person's character well, and he also knew the loyalty and agility of the First Legion.

Under such circumstances, the other party still insisted on taking seemingly irrational actions - it was very likely that the First Legion wanted to use the disguise of action to deal with some "little secrets".

Maybe it's about fallen angels, or something else.

Doom was not too curious about the little secrets of the First Legion.

After a brief consideration, he tacitly changed his advice on the next course of action.

Those present were all experienced legion commanders. As Doom changed his words, Dante and Calgar gradually understood why the First Legion was so determined to do so.

Although they had no private communication, they quickly reached a tacit understanding during this impromptu meeting.

The three commanders entrusted the task of the final stage of the extermination of the heretics to Grand Master Azrael and his First Legion.

The other three legions were fully committed to the task of evacuating the survivors of Alert Planet.

This impromptu meeting lasted only a short time, and the follow-up action plan was finalized in less than five minutes.

Because there is not much time left for the commanders. With the fighting between the primarchs and the performance of evil rituals, the environment of the entire planet is changing rapidly.

The sky was filled with the impact of unclean energy. In such a turbulent environment, feedback from the orbital battleship showed that according to the readings of the orbital divination instrument, there were only twenty-two relatively stable areas on the entire land of Alert Star.

Each zone is only a few kilometers in size and is evenly spaced across the planet's surface.

These twenty-two locations are the last places on the Warning Star for the people of the empire to retreat.

Doom knew that this number was no coincidence. Recalling the look the Primarch had given him not long ago, a heavy sense of responsibility weighed on his heart.

Then, combat orders were transmitted through the busy communication system.

The ground troops, who were fighting a bloody battle, responded quickly.

The soldiers closest to those target points were ordered to occupy and hold these areas with the assistance of fighter planes and mechas.

The Blood Angels and Ultramarines, who were located further away, were required to reach the evacuation site as quickly as possible.

Then the gunboats and transport planes will carry the survivors into the air, and through the violently turbulent atmosphere and the fiercely engaged space battlefield, they will return to the battleships of the Imperial Navy.

Fortunately, the Empire brought a large enough fleet so that it was not forced to abandon some of its citizens.

When this tactical instruction was orderly issued to all levels of the army, all legions took quick action.

The continuously rising energy levels in the void of the Warning Star clearly indicate that a catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching.

Acting quickly to gain time has become the top priority at this moment.

As he began to move, Doom raised his head again and looked at the sticky poisonous fog surrounded by flames.

His genetic father was fighting there, and the endless flames were the expression of the Primarch's existence.

Doom firmly believed that Duker would win the final victory. No one knew better than him how powerful his genetic father was.

If it weren't for buying time for the innocent people to retreat, Duker might have won the battle long ago.

“I won’t let you down again, father.” Doom’s eyes were firm, and his whisper to himself echoed inside the helmet.

(End of this chapter)