Warhammer in a box

Chapter 338 Ferrus Manus
The Emperor controlled Zhang Heng to use one hand to begin drawing the power from the Wind of Death, while in Zhang Heng's kingdom of God, another tall figure was appearing. He was wrapped in flames like a cursed soldier. Zhang Heng could not control his body and could only let the Emperor do what he wanted.

"This is."

Zhang Heng felt that the person who was condensed looked particularly familiar. Until he saw the scar on his neck, Zhang Heng was startled. He roughly guessed who the original body who came to this world this time was.

Most of the loyalist Primarchs are missing. The only ones who have been confirmed dead are Ferrus, the Primarch of the Iron Hands, and Sanguinius, the Primarch of the Blood Angels. And among these two completely dead Primarchs, only Ferrus made a brief appearance, helping humanity fight again in the Webway War as the Legion of the Damned.

When Zhang Heng saw the scar on Ferrus' neck, he had already guessed who it was. The Primarch who came to him this time would be Ferrus Manus the Headless, who was beheaded by his former best friend, Fulgrim, the Primarch of the rebel Emperor's Children.

"Ferus, my child, you have served in the Cursed Legion for a long time. Now I will use the power of this world to allow you to be reborn here in a special way. Feel this power and integrate this power!"

As the wind of death completely merged into Ferrus' body, his lifeless eyes began to brighten again. The moment Ferrus completely regained consciousness, his roar filled with overwhelming hatred spread throughout the kingdom of God.

"FULGRIMM!!! YOU TRAITOR!!!"

Ferrus' memory seemed to still be stuck on the brutal massacre on Isstvan 5.

Three loyalist Astartes Legions were crippled in that battle, and Ferrus also died in the war.

Ferrus gasped for breath and touched his neck. The scar that surrounded his entire neck was still there. Even though he was resurrected, the scar had not disappeared.

Ferrus felt his body. He could feel that his heart was not beating and many of his organs were in a state of shutdown. The Primarch could not survive without these organs. Ferrus did not understand what was going on, but he was indeed alive again.

And the power of the wind of death is keeping his body functioning and moving.

When Vokhan also entered the kingdom of God and appeared before Ferrus, his emotions began to stabilize again.

"Volkan, you are fine! Great!! What happened to our legion!!! Where is the traitor Fulgrim!!"

Ferrus walked quickly to Vulcan, his emotions still agitated.

"Ferus, my brother, there is no Fulgrim here. This is not the galaxy we are from."

Vulkan began to tell Ferrus about the situation of the Warhammer.

"An unknown world, a world that also has the Chaos Evil God?"

"Yes, brother. This world may be another chess game played by father. Our mission is the same as before, to protect mankind and drive out those chaos and aliens!"

"I understand. I was really dead, but now I am resurrected. I can feel the special power in my body. It is this power that has given me life again."

"This is a special power in this world called magic. Use it well!"

The emperor who possessed Zhang Heng on the golden throne seemed to smile with satisfaction when he saw that another of his children was alive. It had been so many years since he last smiled that he almost forgot how long it had been.

Having accomplished his goal, he did not hesitate and separated from Zhang Heng's body again.

Zhang Heng immediately felt spiritually exhausted.

"He really possessed me without even telling me? Am I a toy? He can do whatever I say?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but complain. At this moment, he began to dislike this feeling. He thought he was a chess player in this world after obtaining the box, but why did he feel like a chess piece in the end?
He could only temporarily suppress his unhappy emotions. As the Emperor, Zhang Heng came to the two Primarchs from the Golden Throne.

"Ferus, my child, I am glad that you have returned to me again."

"Emperor?! Father..." Ferrus was surprised and delighted to see Zhang Heng appear beside him.

"Did you resurrect me?"

"It's me, Ferrus. Your brother needs your help, and this world needs you too. Due to special reasons, I cannot intervene directly in this world. You will become my sharp blade and my shield to protect the humans in this world. The evil gods have increasingly noticed the changes in humans and your existence. It is conceivable that the conflicts in the future will be even more intense."

"Let them come! No matter how many they come! I will let them know how powerful I am!"

The countless portable artillery pieces behind Ferrus immediately started to operate. Compared to Vulcan's terrifying close combat ability, Ferrus' strength was never in close combat. What he was good at was overwhelming the opponent with massive and excessive firepower before the battle began. If that didn't work, he would just rush in with melee weapons.

Zhang Heng felt that Ferrus' death in Isstvan was too sloppy. He did not use his strengths at all. When facing the duel with Fulgrim, he did not know whether it was because the hatred after being betrayed clouded his mind or the plot wanted him to die, but he just rushed forward alone.

"I believe in you, my child. We don't have much time. Go, go to that world. There are so many places that need you!"

After hearing Zhang Heng's words, the two Primarchs Vulkan and Ferrus left the Kingdom of God again.

At this time, Ferrus, who was known as the only incarnation of the eight winds in the world, was particularly sensitive to the magic of death in the air.

He could clearly feel that the land beneath his feet had become uninhabitable due to the corruption of vampires.

"Ferus, what's wrong with you?"

"I think I can bring life back to this land!"

"Really? Try it now!"

Ferrus began to use the power of the Wind of Death, and sure enough, the corruption of the vampires was leaving the land at a speed visible to the naked eye. The uncomfortable magic power was instantly transmitted. The land that had been corrupted for countless years was actually purified? !
Eltharion and Belannaar looked at another strong man and felt that their worldview was once again shocked. Where did the Wind of Death go? Why did they feel that this terrifying guy in front of them was the Wind of Death? Could it be that the Wind of Death merged with him? !
Vukan also noticed the two men again.

"Ludwig, lock up these two elves. The current situation is not suitable for the outside world to know!"

"Yes, Lord Vulkan."

The living saints surrounded the two men and detained them.

"What on earth are you trying to do?! We are high elves! You humans can't do this to us!"

As he watched the two men being escorted away, Vukan continued to speak to Ferrus.

"Ferus, I need you to help me repair an ancient artifact. This artifact is very important, and the technology contained in it is beyond my control. I need your help!"

The two Primarchs who were best at crafting were Vulkan and Ferrus.

Vulkan can be called a craftsman, and he often makes powerful and precious weapons, while Ferrus is more like a manufacturer, who prefers to make things that can be mass-produced and used to equip an entire army.

Vulkan created artifacts, while Ferrus created weapons. The two also had different views on technology, and they would inevitably complement each other in the process of repairing the gate.

"An ancient creation? I can't wait to see it!"

(End of this chapter)