Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 20: The Impersonator Plan
As long as I have the physical fitness to crush these old Space Marines, I would say that I am half a Primarch.

No one can question it, and haven't you done a genetic test? My genes are pure.

“You are merely taller in stature, and may not necessarily be comparable to a Space Marine, let alone a Primarch.

Your current physique only looks a little strong, but it is still far behind that of a Space Marine Astartes." Sister Elena shook her head and said.

体型确实增长了不少，但和星际战士相比还是有些差距的，星际战士的普遍身高在2米1~2米3之间，穿上动力甲的话，普遍是2米3~2米4。

This kid is less than 2 meters tall, probably around meters, which is considered strong among the Astra Militarum. However, he cannot be compared with the Space Marines, whose arms are thicker than your waist.

Rhodes smiled when he heard that, looked inside the cave, picked up a soldier's helmet, and then, right in front of the little nun, he formed the helmet into a discus with one hand.

Even tougher than the older Space Marines, Primaris Marines have the strength to crush an adult male human skull with a single hand.

But this helmet is harder than the skull. After all, it is made with the forging technology of the interstellar era.

If all this was not enough, Rhodes planned to put on another show. He pulled out a well-made military dagger, then slid the extremely sharp military dagger against his skin.

It didn't even scratch Rhodes' skin, leaving only a shallow white mark, just like a human being scratched by a branch.

Afterwards, Rhodes performed a demonstration by lifting a military container weighing thousands of kilograms with one hand. The weight of about one ton was completely child's play for Rhodes.

The Emperor is above! The Emperor is above!
How is this possible!
Elena knew the hardness of a Star Army helmet, which was far harder than a human skull. It took amazing strength to crush it with bare hands.

If the Space Marines are wearing power armor, they can do it easily, but without power armor, it is basically impossible.

Although the Astartes monks are powerful, they are still within the scope of humans.

The sharp military dagger could only leave a white scratch on the surface of his skin, but his defense was also better than that of a Space Marine.

Even the Astartes could not lift a ton without wearing power armor.

"You, you really are a Primarch!
I, I can’t judge, you are indeed stronger than the Space Marines, but, but I can’t judge.” Sister Elena’s mind was a little confused.

"I know it's hard to believe, but what I said is true. I can lift dozens of tons with ease, and the force of one of my punches may be close to 60 tons or more." Rhodes waved his hand and said.

What Rhodes said was a bit conservative. In theory, the force of his punch should be around a hundred tons.

But after all, he had just obtained the terrifying power enhanced by the monster. If he wanted to fully exert all the power of this body, Rhodes still needed some time to practice.

"This, me, you, who created you?" the little nun asked hesitantly.

In history textbooks, the Primarchs are the sons of God created by the great Emperor based on his own genes.

The Astartes, on the other hand, were crude copies of the Primarchs, but they were also considered demigods, the genetic offspring of the great Primarchs.

So it is impossible for a Primarch to be born normally. Who created this man in front of him?
"Are you sure you want to know this? Are you at a high enough level?

The secrets here are very far-reaching. Even if you know a little bit, it will bring endless troubles, which will accompany you for the rest of your life. "Rhode said. After all, he hasn't thought about these things yet!
Should I put the blame on the old Chinese doctor, or on Fabius Bayer? Or should I find another reason?

Hearing this, the little nun nodded. Elena agreed with what he said. It was indeed as Mr. Rhodes said, she was just a little medical nun!

Normally on the battlefield, I would just take care of the injured Astra Militarum soldiers. This time in the battle against the Tyranids, it was a great honor to be able to come into contact with some Astartes Brothers.

Now, being able to see a Primarch, er! Half of a Primarch, is like a dream.

"I, I really shouldn't know these extremely secret things, and I'm not qualified to know them.

By the Emperor! You, you should come with me to meet the Captain of the Ultramarines, one of the Successor Regiments of the Ultramarines.

The great Astartes, he will surely be able to tell if you are a, uh! half-Primarch." The little sister began.

If this man is really a half-Primarch, then his importance is self-evident!

But the term 'half primarch' is a bit awkward!
"Don't be nervous, Emperor's daughter, stay calm." Rhodes said.

The Arctic Warriors, the captain of the Ultramarines, it seems like I have never heard of this regiment!

I don't know how strong this captain is, but to be able to become a Space Marine captain, he must be quite capable.

"I, I can give up one of the seats in the life capsule to you. I, I will stay and let you leave in the escape capsule." Elena gritted her teeth and spoke with great determination.

If the other party is really half a Primitive and possesses such pure human genes, then he must survive, even if it means sacrificing her.

Everything is for the empire, sacrifice is inevitable.

“I want to save all of you, not just me, otherwise I wouldn’t need to reveal my identity to you.

It's a good thing that the swarm of Zerg outside has been held back by the powerful Titan creature.

Now we should have a chance to leave this planet, and little sister, I am half a primarch after all.

Although his strength is not as strong as the real Primarch, it is also beyond the understanding of mortals.

And I will never sacrifice the life of a person who kindly covered me with a blanket last night and left half of his water for me in the morning.

The kind and beautiful daughter of the Emperor." Rhodes stroked the little nun's cheek and spoke righteously.

At this moment, the little nun's eyes lit up and she even blushed a little.

Mr. Rhodes is a gentle man!
It is a happy thing for a young medical sister to be cared for and praised by a man.

Looking at the shy little nun, Rhodes thought she was perfect.

(End of this chapter)