Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 275 You Underestimate Me

“No, not at all!” Doom quickly replied, “It’s just that they are strange and difficult to deal with, and dealing with psionic creatures requires certain psionic methods.”

Although warp creatures are troublesome, they are still no match for a Primarch.

Under the suppression of the physical universe, even a subdimensional archdemon or demigod would find it difficult to gain the upper hand against a Primarch, let alone kill one.

Those lowly creatures, if the Primarch had the means to kill them, wouldn't even dare to appear before them.

Doom explained to Felus that it was important to implant the concept in his brother's mind as soon as possible to avoid being caught off guard by the demons: "They are multifaceted, have no fixed form, and are composed entirely of terrifying impressions of creatures or races."

"Guns and cannons are generally not very effective against them; swords, flames, and psionic energy are the most effective."

Ferrus listened intently, and as a pragmatist, he instinctively asked, "How large are they?"

Such a strange enemy made even his brothers wary, so Felus naturally paid close attention and wanted to learn more about him.

“The size depends on the strength of the psionic energy.” Doom tapped the table with his finger, his brain working quickly to translate the laws of the subspace into the appropriate language: “The stronger the psionic ritual, the more psionic creatures will appear.”

"Among them are powerful individuals, secondary entities, and even some forms of mental pollution..."

Felus listened intently. The beings his brother described were creatures with mysterious and elusive forms, whose shapes were derived from impressions, and whose strength depended on the intensity of the psychic rituals performed.

He quickly gestured for the clan leaders to write it down as part of the legion's archives, to prevent future encounters with psionic adversaries.

"How do you know about them?" Feralus asked, voicing his doubts as his brother spoke eloquently.

“I have fought against them,” Doom said, making no attempt to conceal the fact, but he did so in a roundabout way: “Some things will not appear in the battle records.”

“Oh~” Felus suddenly realized. He remembered his brother’s combat record, those lizards who were good at using psionic energy.

This is not surprising!

It must have been during that battle that the Psionic Sand Lizard used powerful psionic energy to create psionic creatures to fight against Doom's forces.

As entities subject to psychological pollution, it is possible that no written records were kept after the war, or even that memories were erased through brainwashing or other means.

"We launched a joint raid, fought side by side, and wiped out the Ghanaian filarial worms."

To avoid being rejected by his brother, Feralus extended his iron hand in invitation: "I want to see those creatures."

Doom could not refuse Feralas, even knowing it was a trap of affection.

He gave a helpless smile and reached out to shake hands with his brother's iron hand: "We've fought side by side, do you need me to provide you with some weapons?"

This is no joke; if Feralas needs it, Doom will provide him with weapons.

Once a demon appears, its scale can range from small to enormous.

The few are the powerful beings behind the filarial worms, but they are isolated and powerless in the warp, and have limited supernatural powers at their disposal.

The worst-case scenario is that the "parents" of the Ghana worms, who are deeply connected to the subspace, chose to sacrifice humans to gain Chaos's assistance.

If parasitic filarial worms were to consume large numbers of human brains and sacrifice human souls in a short period of time, it would constitute a terrifying subspace invasion.

The annihilation of the consciousness of hundreds of billions of humans on the entire planet, sacrificing their souls, is a profound gift that would move any evil entity in the warp!
The Warp is not only home to the Four Gods, who remain unmoved, but the other demigods and Warp creatures are different.

They crave souls, wanting to devour them to gain power and a place in the warp.

The souls of hundreds of billions of people are enough to tempt even the most timid and ambitious to cross the veil and feast upon them.

Then, a large number of subspace creatures will trigger a series of chain reactions, subspaceizing the real universe, at which point chaos will ensue!
Therefore, he needs to arm his allies to deal with a possible outbreak in the warp.

The Iron Hand Legion, now numbering 80,000 Space Marines, is an incredibly powerful force, armed to the point that demons tremble.

Felus, of course, had no idea of ​​the implications. He took it as a joke from his brother and said dismissively, "Brother, you underestimate me!"

He pointed to a clan leader and said to the void, "Lady Sophia, please read the information about the legion's armaments within his armor and then display it in the graphic."

On Terra, Feralus met Central Law Sophia, and he even spoke with her.

The void remained silent, but on their desks, a holographic data sheet appeared, clearly marking the Steel Hand Legion's armaments.

Doom's gaze swept over the data, and the Primarch's powerful memory and analytical abilities allowed him to sort through the information in seconds. The sheer volume of data contained within astonished him.

In just a few years, under Felus's leadership, the Steel Hand was transformed into a heavily mechanized legion. It possessed countless heavy and super-heavy vehicles, and its level of mechanization far surpassed that of ordinary legions.

The technologies discovered during the Great Expedition were not shelved, but instead invested in enhancing the legion's combat power.

Leaving aside other military equipment, there are 5,000 elite soldiers wearing Terminator armor, and the number of Legion Dreadnoughts is also unusual.

Leaving aside Astartes' conventional weapons such as bomb guns, half of the legion's soldiers are armed with powered weapons!
After analyzing the data, Doom's gaze towards Feralas changed, revealing a deep sense of admiration.

The armored firepower of the Steel Hands is unmatched in the Imperial Legion, and their individual firepower is only slightly inferior to that of the Space Wolf.

Space Wolves purchased individual soldier equipment from Nur, greatly strengthening the legion's armament, enabling them to surpass the Steel Hand, whose armor and firepower could not keep up.

Ruth may look wild, but he doesn't dare to act recklessly.

Ship modifications and individual weaponry are the limits of what the Mechanicus can tolerate; he cannot cross the Mechanicus's bottom line.

Nur Star Technology is very powerful and indeed very useful, but Nur is far away, while the Mechanicus is right in front of us.

If Space Wolves were only responsible for the Misty Starfield, Ruth could immediately kick the Mechanicus aside and begin full-scale cooperation with Nur.

Unfortunately, his domain was the vast and boundless Milky Way.

The Legion's weapons and equipment require the Mechanical Cult for supplies and maintenance; we can't afford to break ties with them...

Behind the impressive statistics of the Iron Hand Legion, Feralas's dedication to it is evident, as he has devoted himself almost entirely to it.

In this respect, Horus, who valued his offspring more, was not as good as Philus.

Horus spared the lives of his offspring by sacrificing other legions, never thinking of solving the problem at its root. He was used to rallying allies to provide him with assistance and obtaining weapons from the Mechanicus.

By using technological means, Feralus increased the legion's share of war machines, thus protecting the lives of his offspring better without relying on others.

"You're amazing!" Doom was stunned by the impressive stats, gave his brother a thumbs up, and exclaimed sincerely, "Your talent benefits the entire legion."

He could tell that many of the technological advancements and improvements were guided by Felus, who even personally oversaw the forging process.

This was a boast, and a highly valuable affirmation, which made the Primarch Guard and clan leaders stand tall.

Felus was caught off guard by his brother's heartfelt praise. He had never been praised like this before and felt a little embarrassed, scratching his head shyly.

His imperial father only ever praised him for his conquests, never for his talent.

The Legion's offspring praised him because they felt that the Father of Genetics should be so, and that as the son of an emperor, he should be great.

He truly deserves this: to dedicate himself silently, giving everything for the human empire without complaint.

This praise, devoid of any ulterior motive and utterly pure, struck Feralus's heart like a heavy hammer.

Suddenly, I feel like a human being...

No longer a ruthless conqueror, nor a demigod in the eyes of mortals and offspring.

"Thank you," Felus wanted to say, but he didn't.

He was the Primarch and couldn't show his weakness; the Legion soldiers were watching.

“Our talents should be used to serve humanity.” Ferus lowered his hand, picked up some fruit from the fruit platter on his lap, and concealed his emotions.

Doom deeply agreed with his brother's words. They were created by the Emperor for the revival of humanity, and it was their fundamental responsibility to use their talents for humanity.

"Since there are no problems, let's begin deploying troops to prepare for the eradication of the Ghana worms!"

"My legion has come for this!"

The two Primarchs rose and went to the bridge terminal to put the plan on paper into action.

In the extinction plan, the ships will be broken up into smaller units and sent to the void to blockade various star systems, cutting off the aliens' escape routes.

The Doomsday Warriors and the Iron Hand Legion will launch an attack on the alien homeworld, first drawing back the Ghana Worms to reinforce it, depleting most of the enemy forces, and then using the Extinction Order on a large scale after destroying the alien homeworld.

"To besiege a point and then attack reinforcements?" Felus said softly. "You really like using this tactic to wear down the enemy's main force."

(Istvaan 5, Firus led 10,000 Iron Hands men and was completely overwhelmed by the rebels' frontal assault; he really did a bit too much.)
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