Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

After thinking about all this, Komi forced a stiff smile, as if it had been carved out of a rock.

Such a smile would naturally be considered ugly by others, but in Fugen's eyes, it was far more beautiful than the smile of his dream lover.

Because in his perception, Komi and his brother Phenus were becoming more and more alike.

Fukugen moved his lips, shaking his head slightly in disbelief. Instead of rushing towards Komi, he asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Not many people know that my nickname is Peacock... Most people don't even know the word, because this species went extinct tens of thousands of years ago."

Fukugen posed two questions in one sentence, and Komi also needed to provide two clean and concise answers.

"Who am I? I can recognize you, but you can't recognize me? It seems your so-called brotherhood isn't as precious as you claim."

"I'm not..."

Before Fukugen could finish explaining, Komi said expressionlessly, "As for the peacock, I think even an illiterate person would instinctively spell out the word after seeing your flashy and impractical demeanor."

Fugen wasn't angry when he heard this; instead, he laughed heartily, a smile that carried a hint of shyness and nostalgia for the past.

At that moment, he wondered if Komi might be the reincarnation of a fragment of Phenus's soul, just like Magnus.

Is this possible? Fugen asked himself. He didn't know the answer.

Komi was not fooled by the delicate beauty that Fukune displayed; he remained stern and aloof.

Fugen licked his lips, then slapped Azmody backward, silencing his cursing. The doubt in his eyes quickly turned into infatuation. He said to Koji, "Don't be like that, my brother. Although there have been some minor rifts between us, I think ten thousand years is enough to wear down this conflict, isn't it? We are extraordinary beings, isn't it normal for us to choose an extraordinary path?"

Komi looked intently at Fukugen, his gaze sweeping over him from top to bottom and then back up twice, as calm and focused as a scientist carefully appreciating a research result.

Fukugen actually blushed under such a gaze. He blinked and puffed out his chest with even more enthusiasm so that Komi could see more details.

Under Fukugen's expectant gaze, Komi slowly commented, "After seeing what you look like now, severing our brotherhood was an absolutely correct decision."

"I won't allow you to say that!" Fugen screamed, even being struck on the head by Azmo's scepter couldn't make him lose his composure like this.

Fugen's fair and delicate skin was flowing with the blood of rage, which caused his veins to swell to a dark purple color all over his body. The huge contrast between white and purple made Fugen look crazy and dirty, and the so-called perfection seemed like an unrealistic joke.

Komi shut his mouth at just the right moment. He knew he couldn't provoke Fukugen, this combination of yandere and psychopath, too much, or his head would become another collectible next to Fukugen's bedside.

Fugan was well aware of Phenus's obsession, and he cloned many Phenus in the warp, trying to persuade his brother to accept Fugan's choice through lengthy communication.

Sometimes, Fugan and the clone of Finus would play chess. Fugan wore a wide and gorgeous violet robe, his silver hair falling messily over his neck and shoulders, while Finus wore rough armor, black and heavy, like a shroud for a funeral.

Their conversation began with Fugen's deliberately friendly and gentle demeanor and ended with Fugen's hysteria.

In the endless exchanges, only one outcome was certain: Fernus would not agree with Fugen's choice, nor would he regard this being who had fallen into the abyss as his brother.

Amidst endless exchanges, only one outcome was certain: Finus would once again die at Fulgrim's hands, and Fulgrim, somewhat resigned, placed his hopes for acceptance on the next clone...

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Chapter 426: I am your father

Fugen has not yet revealed his true form, nor is he residing in the palace, but his sense of perfection is still very evident.

Komi is not Phenus himself, but with his extreme understanding of the two Primarchs, he can also make Fugen feel the illusion of communicating with his brother.

Fugen gasped for breath, finally managing to calm his anger. He lifted his face again, the purplish-black veins receding, and a warm, sunny smile once more graced his face.

"Brother... if you're willing to let me show you more, I think you'll change your mind. Our previous conversations ended abruptly, and I didn't get a chance to properly talk to you about the wonderful things we've experienced over the years."

"There's nothing to show, Peacock. Do you really think I can't sense it?"

"What did you feel?" Fugen's smile vanished, replaced by a guilty feeling that something had been exposed.

Koji squinted, his voice tinged with disappointment. "I thought that even if you'd fallen, you'd at least have some dignity left. But I never imagined you wouldn't even have the courage to admit it. Do you really think I can't feel the anger of those clones?"

"Clone...?" Fukugen's smile turned sinister, as if he were pleading with Komi to stop talking, or perhaps annoyed that Komi had revealed this dark secret.

But because Komi said that, Fukugen became even more certain that Komi was the reincarnation of a fragment of Phineus's soul.

He found himself developing a sense of cherishing something that the clone could not give him, and this novel feeling captivated him.

While Fugen and Komi were talking, the onlookers were completely baffled. Not to mention Ella and the other orcs, even Azrael couldn't understand the meaning of their words.

Octar, lying in the distance coughing up blood, had already guessed the answer. He knew that the Primarch of the Emperor's Son and the Primarch of the Iron Hand had a very good relationship. At this moment, he was only surprised that Koji's soul was so sublime, even having an affair with a Primarch...

O Emperor... is this a revelation from you?

Octa muttered to himself, then he remembered Komi's words when he called the Emperor his savior, and his mind was filled with even more thoughts.

What is a savior? The benevolent and tolerant side of an emperor.

What is Phenus? A ruthless yet resilient father with an iron hand!

Skilled in scientific research! Skilled in manufacturing! The Iron Hand Legion possesses a variety of powerful weapons that make other legions ashamed, otherwise they wouldn't have been deliberately targeted by the traitorous legion.

And what are Komi's characteristics? He possesses unparalleled foresight and planning, to the point that he is often regarded as a madman with overly advanced ideas! When issuing orders, he is also particularly resolute, and he will carry out even actions that others say are suicidal without hesitation!

He possesses advanced technologies such as the Spirit Bird Divination Instrument, the Mystic Defense Armor, Beast Brewing, and Ultra-short-distance Subspace Jumping!

From personality to abilities, doesn't this match up perfectly?

The gentlest intentions are proclaimed through the hardest primordial form. Is this a prelude to guiding the spirit of Phenus back to the Empire? Or does Your Majesty have other plans?

Octavian grew increasingly alarmed as he thought about it. His superhuman brain, inherited from Guilliman, was concocting a grand plan that never existed, and the adoration in his eyes as he looked at Komi grew ever stronger.

In other words, this is ideological edification.

At this moment, Koji was unaware that in Octa's heart, his status was only slightly lower than that of Guilliman. He was busy dealing with the increasingly unstable Fugen, preventing this lunatic from suddenly rushing up and biting his neck to suck his blood.

Komi already had a way to deal with Fukugen: by using the Emperor's blood from the trade license to briefly possess and burn Fukugen's corrupted soul.

However, he was unsure how much damage this thing could inflict on the Primarch, since these things weren't pure demons and wouldn't be reduced to ashes the moment they touched them.

The only thing Komi could do was to get as close to the original body as possible while ensuring his own safety, so that the Emperor's Blood could burn the Blessed Root more efficiently, and incidentally, allow himself to survive the Blessed Root's painful counterattack.

After all, once that thing hit his face, the pain was so intense that he couldn't move, and the more injuries he sustained, the lower his chances of survival would be.

Shouldn't we take the initiative now?

"Peacock." Komi called out after thinking for a moment, his face filled with sorrow, which calmed Fukugen down from the brink of madness.

Koji saw Fukugen staring at him, sighed, and took a few steps forward, saying, "Listen, Peacock, you still have a chance. I can feel your soul struggling. I have sensed your conversations and interactions with those clones. Deep down, you still hope that your father can forgive the mistakes you made. The Phoenician I know will never easily succumb."

Fukugen froze upon hearing this. Without blinking, he slowly walked towards Komi like a corpse, then opened his arms and embraced her...

What does this mean? Was he really convinced? Isn't this whitewashing a bit too easy? Is this kid just faking it?

Koji was completely bewildered by Fukugen's behavior, then he felt a tickle in his ear, and Fukugen's voice and a surge of heat rushed in.

He spoke with great emotion, “Are you trying to change me? I used to do this job, and every time the clones showed their dissatisfaction. Now I understand, changing people’s minds is indeed infuriating. Since you are unwilling to accept my kindness, then you can prepare to come back to the palace with me and slowly savor the fruits of pleasure.”

Komi felt a chill run down his spine from these words. He knew that Fukugen would not be so easily persuaded. He immediately closed his eyes and sent his soul to the throne in the pure white hall as fast as possible to put the trade license on his face.

The instant Fukugen tightly embraced Komi and tore open a rift leading to the palace, the emperor's golden flames enveloped Komi's soul.

bass!

A golden light shot into the sky, and flames that swept away evil and demons surged everywhere. Fukugen cursed in pain as he was burned by the sudden attack, but he did not let go of the hands that were holding Komi.

"No! No!" Fugen screamed, "You can't just take my brother away like this! You lying liar! You imperfect loser!"

It was obvious that Fukugen was cursing his father. Komi closed his eyes and silently endured the scorching heat of the fire. He grinned bitterly and thought to himself that he had become quite patient after being burned so many times.

He controlled his body to fall onto Fugen, scorching his fallen soul with even stronger flames.

Fugen's screams and curses never ceased. His perfect form was incinerated by golden flames, and his serpentine, twisted body swelled up from the perfect remnants.

This burning lasted much longer than any previous one. It was only because Komi had been burned several times before that he had such patience; otherwise, he would have collapsed first.

Fortunately, this perseverance paid off. Komi opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Fukugen choosing to retreat in intense pain. There was not a single good piece of flesh left on his body. Even a demon-ascending primordial body could not easily withstand such severe injuries.

The loss of strength meant a decrease in control over others, and just as Fugan was convulsing and crawling on the ground, gasping for breath, a hail of bullets from the Howler shotgun and blaster struck his charred wounds.

Perhaps because these bullets were illuminated by the Emperor's Light during flight, each one exploded with golden flames on Fugen's body, preventing Fugen from using any chaotic power to heal his wounds.

Seeing this, Koji gritted his teeth and persevered, hoping that everyone could quickly drive away Fugen with the blessing of the Emperor's Light!

Azrael rushed out. Although he didn't know what had happened, he could recognize the Emperor's power. The golden power sword in his hand gave him immense courage.

"Die! You twisted demon!"

With a single sword strike, Fugen's scales were scraped off, and the blood evaporated before it could even flow.

Octavian was not to be outdone. He shouted, "For Guilliman! For Macragge!" and swung his sword in revenge, severing one of Fugan's six arms.

"How dare you ants?!" Fugen roared furiously. The dual pain in his body and mind made him extremely dangerous. He was suddenly swung out by the giant snake tail formed by witchcraft, which directly cut more than a dozen dark angels in half at the waist.

Azrael and Octar were forced to retreat under the onslaught of Fugen's remaining arms; the Emperor's Light merely granted their weapons anti-magic properties.

Seeing that the Space Marines were still being thwarted by the heavily wounded Fukugen, Komi had no choice but to force his body, which was being tormented by excruciating pain, to move.

The faint footsteps startled Fukugen, who turned to look at Komi and murmured, "Who...who are you?"

This question again?

At this moment, Koji was too lazy to say anything more, and simply said in a cold tone of disgust, "I am your father."

These words made Fukugen tremble violently, and even when Komi raised his hand to swing his sword down, he forgot to dodge.

"Do not!!!!"

This time, there was no critical hit passive, only golden flames.

Fukugen's snake body was almost completely ripped apart, and its internal organs were rapidly destroyed by the flames. It writhed and trembled on the ground until it stopped trembling, at which point Komi removed the trade license.

As the golden light faded, Koji knelt on the ground, his hands supporting his weight. He was truly unable to move. He had endured unimaginable suffering since coming into this world without ever crying, but faced with this extreme pain, he could no longer suppress his tears.

"Have we banished that terrible demon?" Azrael murmured to himself, a hint of reluctance in his eyes as he watched the golden light fade from his power sword.

Octavia reminded him from the side, "It wasn't us who banished the devil, it was him who banished the devil."

"Who exactly is he? Even if he's a saint, this is just too outrageous..."

“He is…” Octa hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly saw the charred snake body wriggling. The next moment, a leech as thick as an arm and several meters long burst out and pounced on the powerless Komi.

"Be careful, sir!" Octa's heart tightened and he lunged forward, but he was still a little too slow compared to the leech.

How could this be! How could I have let my guard down at this last moment?

Octar blamed himself; if the reincarnation of Primarch Fenus's soul went wrong, he would truly commit suicide out of shame!

call out!

A bomb ripped through the sky, striking the leech with unparalleled speed and perfect accuracy, instantly driving it into the ground.

The leech didn't die, but its leaping speed was slowed down considerably, allowing Octa to take the opportunity to pounce on Komi and hold her in his arms to protect her.