Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

Finally, Perturabo took his eyes off the letter, carefully refolded it, and placed it back in the envelope.

The Lord of Steel stood up, straightened his iron-like body, and strode towards the exit of the hall.

He decided to take the initiative to explore more opportunities for communication and cooperation with other Primarchs, and no longer confine himself to the narrow world of the Iron Warriors Legion.

He wanted to let his talents and ideas shine on a broader stage, just as Rogal Dorn hoped in the letter, and lay a more solid foundation for the Emperor's grand cause.

Perturabo took a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

As if pulled by some invisible force, he slowly turned around and went back.

Returning to the throne, he picked up the letter again and stared at it for a moment. An impulse surged in his heart, and he felt that he should write a letter back to Rogal Dorn.

Pictured: Labo sat back on the throne, with the white paper spread out in front of him and the tip of the pen hovering over the paper.

Past experiences and complex emotions are intertwined in my heart.

For a long time, he was accustomed to going forward alone and facing everything with a tough attitude. Now it was not easy for him to express his inner feelings to another Primarch.

After a long moment of deliberation, the Lord of Steel finally began to write. His handwriting was strong and powerful, yet hinted at hesitation. "Primarch Rogal Dorn, I am deeply surprised to receive your letter. For so long, I have been absorbed in the affairs of the Legion, dedicating myself to forging an indestructible weapon of war."

Perturabo paused, then continued, "Your praise for my military engineering accomplishments in this letter is like a ray of light in a long, dark period. I once thought that my persistence and pursuit were merely a solitary struggle, ununderstood and unrecognized."

He frowned slightly, choosing his words carefully. "I also know that while our Primarchs share a common mission, our styles and expertise vary. In the past, I may have been too focused on my own path, neglecting to communicate with my brothers. Your letter has given me much to reflect on. In the future, I will strive to be more open and foster closer interactions with you and the other Primarchs, so that we can contribute together to the Emperor's cause."

After finishing the letter, Perturabo carefully reviewed it. After confirming that it was correct, he carefully placed the letter into the envelope and stamped it. He then called his attendant and solemnly instructed, "Make sure this letter is delivered to Primarch Rogal Dorn as quickly and safely as possible."

Lareo stood quietly at the door, a look of disbelief on his face.

She had never imagined that Rog Dorn had retained so many of the original sentences she had written to him praising Perturabo in his letter to Perturabo, almost copying them directly.

"What's this?" she muttered to herself. "Isn't he as upright and righteous as everyone says? When did this stubborn stone master become so smooth and tactful, like a pebble?"

Lareo possesses a unique psychic perception, and inadvertently, she "sees" the reply letter that Perturabo wrote to Rogal Dorn through her psychic power.

After reading the letter, she couldn't help but frown, her lips twitching slightly. "This is too fussy!" she complained in her mind. "Are these two lovers? Why is the writing so... greasy? I wonder if Rogal Dorn can handle such a reply."

She paced back and forth, trying to comprehend this sudden and 'special' communication between the two Primarchs.

Lario had originally thought that, with Rogal Dorn's reputation and status, he would praise Perturabo in a more unique and generous way, and Perturabo would respond in his usual concise and tough style.

But now this exchange of letters was completely beyond her expectations.

"Forget it," Lario finally stopped and sighed helplessly, "As long as Perturabo can change and develop in a good direction, the process may not be that important."

Although she felt both amused and sad about the contents of the letters between the two, she still hoped that this exchange of letters would truly become an opportunity for Perturabo to open his heart and improve his relations with other Primarchs.

……

"Why do I need to check myself all over again?"

Aurora stood before the dazzling array of instruments, her face filled with confusion and bewilderment. The surrounding instruments flickered faintly and hummed softly, as if waiting to conduct a mysterious exploration of her.

"Who told you to take something you shouldn't take?" Hui Le sighed helplessly, with a hint of blame and worry in his eyes.

"Those scabbards. If anyone else touched them, they'd go crazy at best, or even mutate into some twisted, alien monster. But you took them and nothing happened to you. This kind of anomaly definitely needs a thorough investigation."

As Hui Le spoke, he shook his head slightly, as if he was both angry and helpless about Aurora's reckless behavior.

Aurora pouted slightly and muttered, "I didn't know it was so dangerous. I just took it because it looked interesting."

Looking around at these complicated instruments, I felt a little scared.

"Will this examination be painful?" Yuan asked cautiously, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Hui Le walked over to an instrument and gently adjusted the parameters on it. As he operated it, he said, "Don't worry, it won't hurt. These instruments are just scanning and detecting your body's various indicators to see what potential impact it has on you. But you are really lucky this time. If it were someone else, they would have been in great trouble long ago."

After debugging the instrument, Huile pointed to a device that looked like a recliner and said to Aurora, "Come, lie down on it. Try to relax during the examination and don't move around. It will be done soon."

Aurora hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked over and lay down on the recliner.

The surface of the recliner was cool, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Hui Le started the instrument, and instantly, soft rays of light shot out from the instrument, enveloping Aurora's body.

Aurora only felt a slight tingling sensation around her body, as if countless tiny tentacles were gently touching her.

She closed her eyes nervously, praying silently in her heart that the test results would be normal.

As the instrument runs, various data jumps rapidly on the display screen next to it.

Huile stared at the display screen intently, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes slightly relaxed, and the expression on his face made Aurora even more uneasy.

"What's the matter? Is there any problem?" Aurora couldn't help but ask, with a trembling voice.

"Indeed, the problem is huge. Let's call the brothers over and discuss it."

Hui Le had a serious expression, his eyes fixed on the data constantly jumping on the display screen, and his tone was solemn.

Aurora's heart sank suddenly, and fear instantly surged in her heart. She sat up suddenly from the recliner and asked anxiously: "What's the problem? How serious is it? Don't scare me!"

Huile gently pressed Aurora's shoulders, signaling her to calm down.

"Don't panic. The specific situation still needs to be analyzed and discussed with everyone. It's too early to draw conclusions now." After saying that, he picked up the communicator and quickly contacted several other Primarchs.

Before long, a group of people gathered in the conference room.

Everyone sat around the conference table, their eyes turning to Huile and Aurora.

Hui Le explained Aurora's condition and the data detected by the instrument in detail to everyone.

After hearing this, everyone had different expressions, some frowned, and some looked surprised.

"Everyone, look, this is Aurora's physical data. She only has one heart and two lungs. Her internal structure is just like an enlarged version of a human."

As Hui Le spoke, he operated the instrument and projected a detailed diagram of Aurora's body structure onto the large screen in the conference room.

For a moment, the entire conference room fell silent.

If we look at these data alone, they are indeed normal for humans, and can even be said to be quite healthy physical indicators.

However, Aurora is not an ordinary human, she is the Primarch!

The physiological structure of the original body has always been very different from that of ordinary people.

They have two hearts and three lungs, and the various organs in their bodies are complex and numerous, with countless numbers. These unique physiological structures give the Primarchs strength, endurance and recovery abilities far beyond that of ordinary people.

But the Aurora that was now presented to everyone had an internal structure that looked like an enlarged version of a human.

This huge difference made everyone present realize that the matter was far more serious and complicated than they had imagined.

"This...how could this happen?" Finally, someone broke the silence, his tone full of shock and disbelief. It was Leman Russ.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and worry. They didn't know what had happened to Aurora, and they didn't know what consequences this abnormal physical change would bring.

Chapter 310 Guilliman: Born by My Mother

"Isn't this perfectly normal? We were all born by our mothers, and should be raised by them, just like humans! We're just bigger humans."

Guilliman said calmly, the Lord of Macragge raised his chin slightly, his eyes showing confidence and determination.

His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples in everyone's hearts.

When Clarks heard this, a glimmer of recognition flashed in his eyes and he nodded involuntarily. Guilliman's words expressed the thoughts that he had always kept hidden in his heart but never expressed.

Aurora also nodded vigorously. Her expression, which had been tense due to her physical abnormality, now relaxed a little, as if Guilliman's words had given her great comfort.

However, the other Primarchs fell into silence, with different expressions on their faces.

Some frowned slightly, as if pondering the deeper meaning behind Guilliman's words; others looked suspicious, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

“…” After a brief silence, a subtle tension seemed to permeate the air.

The other Primarchs couldn't help but wonder, "What are you implying? The ambitious Guilliman actually emphasized that he was born by his mother."

The silence of the Primarchs spread in the air, and the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.

Leman Russ was the first to break the silence. His brow furrowed as he looked directly at Guilliman, his tone questioning, "Guilliman, you can't just brush that off. While we share similar origins to humans, our upbringing and missions are vastly different. How can we lump them together?"

Guilliman raised his head slightly, meeting Leman Russ's savage gaze calmly. He responded slowly, "I am merely stating a fact. Even though our physiological structure differs from that of ordinary humans and other Primarchs, when we trace our origins, how are we any different from humans? We too have a Mother who gave birth to us. Doesn't this prove that our connection to humanity is far closer than we might imagine?"

"Hmph, closely connected?" Jonson crossed his arms, his eyes filled with scrutiny and suspicion. "Humanity is vastly superior to us in power. How can we even compare? Are you using this to emphasize your philosophy of governing the empire through the lens of governance?"

In the eyes of Knight Caliban, humans are serfs, servants, and wealth.

Guilliman remained unfazed by Jonson's questioning. He spoke calmly, "Jonson, I simply hope that everyone can recognize our relationship with humanity. Humanity is the cornerstone of the Imperium, and our strength should serve them. Understanding our shared commonalities with humanity will help us better lead and protect them."

Hui Le looked at the brothers who were arguing with each other, feeling annoyed. He slammed the table and a loud "bang" sounded in the conference room.

This sudden sound was like a thunderclap, instantly ending the quarrel. All the Primarchs were attracted by the sound and turned their eyes to Hui Le.

Hui Le took a deep breath, looked around at everyone, and said seriously: "I just came here to discuss Aurora's physical condition with everyone. I asked you to come here because her body is too abnormal and very different from before. The most urgent thing now is that you come up with ideas and solutions instead of making a fuss here like a vegetable market. It's meaningless!"

Under Hui Le's gaze, the Primarchs all showed some embarrassment on their faces.

"I know." Under the gazes of all the Primarchs, Curze slowly raised his hand.

After seeing this, Huile gestured to Koz and asked him to express his thoughts.

Coze coughed twice, pretending to clear his throat, before slowly speaking, "Actually, this is due to Aurora's ability. Her ability is quite special, allowing her to possess a power similar to the power of wish fulfillment. In other words, when she believes deep down that she is human, this power will transform her body from the inside out, from top to bottom, eventually turning her into a larger human."

"It's a good idea," Huile nodded slightly, but then changed the subject, "But what's the evidence?"

Coz looked calm, as if he had anticipated this question, and responded calmly: "This is what I saw in the prophecy. At that time, you discussed Aurora's body for a long time and argued endlessly.

I was just watching from the side, and I thought the way you guys were arguing until you were red in the face was quite funny, and I couldn't help but laugh.

I guess you were displeased with me because of this, so you dissected me.

After the autopsy, it was compared with Aurora's physical condition.

As a result, no results appeared.

But later, during an unexpected war situation, Aurora's special ability was finally discovered."

After Koz finished speaking, he spread his hands, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was narrating a very ordinary matter.

"Very good, very well said, and quite well-founded."

Huile nodded and said, but then suddenly changed the subject and his expression became serious, "But we do need another Primarch as a comparison material, so please help me, Curze."

As soon as Hui Le finished speaking, Leman Russ and Zhuang Sen reacted quickly, strode forward, and held Curze firmly on the left and right.

Koz was suddenly shocked, and the ease on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The Primarch of the Eighth Legion twisted his body desperately, like a caught worm, rolling and twisting constantly, making vague "gurgling" sounds from his mouth, trying to break free from the powerful restraints of the two Primarchs.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Koz struggled and shouted, his eyes full of fear and anger.

He never imagined that just stating what he saw in the prophecy would lead to such a result.

"That was just a prophecy, it may not be true! You can't use me as a test subject!" Koz's voice was a little distorted due to excitement, but Leman Russ and Johnson had no intention of letting go.

"Koz, this is also to find out Aurora's situation. No one has any ill intentions." Leman Russ said in a muffled voice, but the strength in his hands did not decrease at all.

Zhuang Sen remained silent, just holding Curze tightly to prevent him from escaping.

Even Guilliman and Clarks did not stop it, because Curze was laughing during the quarrel.

"No! You can't do this to me!"

Koz was still struggling desperately, and the entire conference room was in chaos because of his struggle.

"Don't worry, brother. I will dissect you properly and won't waste your contribution."

As Hui Le spoke, he reached out and picked up a huge power sword. The energy field on the sword made a crackling sound, and the decomposition device had already unfolded, flashing with a cold metallic luster.

And Koz had already been pressed onto the operating table.

"I will try my best to reduce the pain for you. Of course, if it hurts too much, just scream out so that I can study the original body's nervous system more." Hui Le added, without a trace of emotion in his tone, as if Koze in front of him was just a lifeless experiment.

After hearing this, Koz struggled even more violently, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. "Huile, you lunatic! You can't do this! This is brotherly violence!"

Koz shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the empty conference room.

But Hui Le remained unmoved and slowly raised the power sword. The light of the power sword shone on her cold face.

Leman Russ and Zhuang Sen had complicated expressions.

"Forget it, I'll give you an anesthetic." Hui Le hesitated for a moment when he saw this, but finally put down the power sword he was holding high in his hand, turned around and walked to the cabinet beside him, and took out the Nukeli flax medicine that he had treasured for a long time.

She spent a lot of effort to get this medicine. It is very effective and can also work on the original body.

Huile took the syringe filled with anesthetic and walked to Curze who was controlled by Leman Russ and Zhuangsen.

Koz was still struggling weakly, mumbling incoherent words of protest.

Huile ignored him, found the right position, quickly inserted the needle into Koz's body, pushed the needle tube, and injected the anesthetic.