Who made Hui Le be sent out to carry out the mission? The key is that this mission is extremely secretive and cannot be made public.
Lareo was also very busy. She had to take care of many affairs in the legion and also take care of the affairs at the newspaper.
Even the issue of interest distribution involved in her collusion with some officials had to be handled by him.
That left only Leila.
"Alright! Since you've begged me so much, I agree." Leila nodded slightly, then asked again, full of doubt: "But why did Ferrus come to Terra?"
"I'm not sure about that either. I only know that Mother didn't reject his request. After all, no mother would have the heart to reject the request of her Primarch's offspring."
Aurora shook her head slightly, her face full of helplessness. She really had no idea why.
But when Aurora and Lyra hurried to the meeting place, they found that it was already empty and there was no sign of Ferrus Manus at all.
The Dawnbringer hurriedly asked the servants present about the situation. After some inquiries, he learned that Ferrus Manus was at Fulgrim's side at the moment, and the two of them were busy with a forging competition.
"Let's go and see how this brother's cousin is doing."
Aurora spoke directly to her relative Leila beside her, her words revealing her undisguised disgust towards Ferrus. Even her descendants of the Dawnbringers could easily hear the disgust.
"Okay." Leila responded, nodded in agreement, and followed Aurora in the direction of Fulgrim.
…………
Under the fervent and reverent gazes of the Iron Hands and the Emperor's Children, Ferrus and Fulgrim seemed to be immersed in their own unique world of competition, devoting themselves wholeheartedly to this fierce competition.
In front of the two Primarchs, a blazing fire leaped joyfully, its orange-red flames dancing wantonly, illuminating their angular, resolute faces with exceptional clarity.
The forging hammers in the hands of the two men turned into two deadly lights and shadows, rising and falling one after another, hitting the red-hot and shiny metal blank with precision and force.
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, as dazzling as fireworks at a festival, illuminating the entire space.
With each thump of the hammer, the metal vibrated with pain and excitement, changing its shape obediently. After thousands of refining processes, it gradually revealed its exquisite prototype.
The superb and exquisite skills left the Astartes watching on the side stunned and dazzled. The excitement of the scene far exceeded their usual imagination.
In the hearts of the Astartes of the Iron Hands and the Emperor's Children, their respective Primarchs were the undisputed, uniquely strongest beings. Witnessing the peak confrontation between the two powerful men with their own eyes made this belief as solid as a rock.
Their father will be the champion and the final result will impress the opponents.
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Chapter 137 Kiki's love for Qiqi first appeared
Under the forging movements of the two Primarchs, which were as fast as the wind and as quick as lightning, the Astartes could hardly see what kind of rare material the hammers were hitting as the hammers rose and fell.
It was a dazzling display of skill. After countless swift and precise hammering, the painstaking work of both parties was finally born.
In Fulgrim's hand, a majestic war hammer was born. The hammer body was engraved with mysterious runes and flowed with strange light, as if it contained a thousand pounds of power; on the other side, Ferrus carefully crafted an extremely gorgeous longsword. The sword body was flashing with cold light, the sharp blade seemed to be able to cut through the void, and the exquisite hilt was inlaid with dazzling gems, showing its nobility.
Miraculously, the two weapons complement each other, the heaviness and strength of the hammer complementing the agility and sharpness of the sword, as if they were tailor-made for each other.
Finally, under the reverent gazes of the descendants of both sides,
Fulgrim took the first step forward. He stood tall and straight, like a pine tree. The freshly forged warhammer in his hand still exuded a fiery breath. The mysterious runes on the hammer were faintly visible in the dim light, as if whispering of the powerful power it contained.
With a smile on his face and eyes full of recognition and appreciation for Ferrus's skills, he walked steadily to Ferrus.
Ferrus also strode forward with his head held high. The Primarch was like a towering mountain. The carefully crafted and gorgeous longsword gleamed with cold light in his hand, the blade was emitting a cold edge, and the dazzling gem on the hilt reflected colorful light, adding a bit of luxury.
He looked at Fulgrim with the same delight at the outcome of the exchange.
The two men stood in the center of the field, and the Astartes around them automatically quieted down, forming a tight circle, holding their breath and staring at them without blinking.
Fulgrim lifted the hammer in both hands, raised it slightly, and solemnly handed it to Ferrus. In his deep and magnetic voice, he said, "My brother, may this hammer help you to overcome all difficulties."
Upon seeing this, Ferrus firmly grasped the sword with both hands, holding it horizontally, and responded with the same solemn gesture: "You are also a brother. May this sword accompany you on the battlefield."
After saying that, the two of them gently exchanged weapons in their hands. The moment the iron hand and the flesh and blood arm intersected, an invisible spark burst out.
It symbolizes the formal establishment of the deep friendship born from the exchange of skills.
The friendship between the two was forged in the fire.
They smiled at each other, and suddenly the Astartes' thunderous cheers for the Primarch rang out all around them.
At this moment, there was no winner or loser in this forging competition. The two Primarchs, with their superb skills and mutual appreciation, forged an unprecedented deep friendship.
Compared to other brothers, this friendship is like a bond that is closer, rooted in common love and mutual admiration.
"You two really scared me just now. I thought you were going to fight." Leila patted her chest and said with lingering fear.
In fact, Aurora and Leila had already appeared quietly and watched silently for a while.
They remained silent because they were worried that the two primarchs would start a war if they disagreed.
After all, before the forging competition began, the atmosphere between Ferrus and Fulgrim was tense, with no sign of friendship at all.
"How could we have a conflict in Terra, in front of our parents!"
Fulgrim raised the corners of his mouth in a sly smile, and winked playfully at his two blood sisters as he spoke.
He had to admit that when he first saw them, Fulgrim was truly stunned by the sisters' beauty.
What surprised him even more was Aurora's face, which was extremely similar to her mother's. Or rather, it was exactly the same, just enlarged.
Ferrus nodded silently. Although he always had a hot temper, he was definitely not the kind of person who was irrational, impulsive and reckless.
"Why are you here?" Fulgrim asked first, looking back and forth between the two sisters.
"We came here on Mother's orders to welcome Brother Ferrus, but you've kidnapped him here. Shouldn't we come and see what's going on?"
Aurora's tone of response was rather stiff. At the moment, she was only thinking about completing the task assigned by her mother as soon as possible so that she could get away from Ferrus, whom she disliked from the bottom of her heart.
"Oh, it's my fault, sister." Fulgrim smiled and winked at Aurora playfully, trying to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere and show that he knew he was wrong.
"Then... let's go!" Aurora ignored Fulgrim and spoke directly to Ferrus, her words revealing an unquestionable tone.
"You have something against me?" Ferrus frowned. He could clearly hear the stiffness and resistance in Aurora's tone. In fact, all the Primarchs present could hear it too. Even some sharp-minded Astartes noticed something was wrong.
"Yes." Aurora nodded without hesitation, her expression frank, with no intention of concealing anything.
When Ferrus heard this, his anger suddenly rose, but he suppressed it and gestured for her to continue.
"I really don't like your philosophy. As long as you still adhere to your set of ideals, no matter if it's for a minute or a second, or even a little bit, I will always have opinions about you."
As soon as Aurora said this, there was a commotion among the Astartes present. After all, this was the first time that a Primarch expressed his opposition to another Primarch in public.
Especially the warriors of the Iron Hands and Dawnbringers Legions.
The warriors of the Iron Hands had long since resolutely abandoned their original hands made of flesh and blood and replaced them with cold and hard iron hands.
In their minds, only in this way can they be closer to the Primarch's ideals and better demonstrate their ultimate pursuit of power and proximity to the Primarch.
Their iron hands touched the hilts of the swords at their waists, or quietly moved towards the switches of the guns and cannons, with vigilance and determination in their eyes, waiting for the order from their own Primarch, and they would take action without hesitation.
The same is true for the Dawnbringers. Their respect for the Primarch has reached an almost blind level. Whatever the Primarch hates, they hate without hesitation, without considering anything else.
Even though the one standing opposite is also the majestic Primarch, and even though those unique Space Marines whose steel and flesh are tightly bonded together have strength that cannot be underestimated.
These veterans who had followed the Emperor through the unification of Terra did not take the enemy seriously at all. They all had stern expressions and were on high alert, ready to fight at any time to defend the dignity of their Primarch.
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Chapter 138 Steel and the Sun
"Flesh and blood are weak, but the will is eternal. What's wrong with this concept?" Ferrus said word by word, suppressing the anger that was about to burst out.
"Have you done it yourself? You're just talking big. Look at the tribes on your planet. They've been fighting and annexing each other for years. Aren't the worlds you've conquered the same way? And your descendants are doing the same thing!"
Aurora's face was full of disdain. She despised people who said one thing and did another and whose ideas and practices were inconsistent the most.
"They are arrogant and disrespectful. Have they ever helped the weak? The ideals you preach are nothing but empty talk! The so-called Iron Hands are nothing more than this, and you, Ferrus, are nothing more than a name in vain!"
As soon as Aurora finished speaking, the Iron Hands warriors became agitated. They quickly drew out their weapons and bolters from their waists, staring at Aurora with burning eyes, waiting for the Primarch's order.
But in the eyes of the Dawnbringer warriors, these actions are nothing but child's play.
They were full of confidence. They believed that the people in front of them were far inferior to the White King's son, and they could defeat them all in less than ten moves.
Ferrus has always wanted to change his irritability, but has never been able to do so.
At this moment, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and pounced towards the red-gold figure like an arrow.
The two Primarchs, Leila and Fulgrim, were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They could never have imagined that their own blood relatives would fight in public.
The emperor's sons standing by also realized it later and stood there in a daze.
Seeing that the two legions were about to engage in a melee due to the conflict between the Primarchs, Fulgrim and Lyra rushed forward to dissuade them, trying their best to avoid this imminent conflict.
After all, the conflict between Ferrus and Aurora was merely a clash of ideologies. If this conflict led to the two legions becoming completely opposed to each other and merging into a war, the hatred would be deep and would cause endless troubles.
"You are just a spoiled child raised in the deep palace by your parents. How can you understand the cruelty of reality, let alone grasp the essence of my philosophy!"
Ferrus roared, and his silver fists, wrapped in strong winds, smashed towards Aurora's red-gold armor like a torrential rain, and every punch was filled with his resentment.
Aurora calmly blocked the attack, sneering, "Perhaps I'm the sunshine in your greenhouse, but you're truly disgusting. You claim the will is eternal, but what about your actions? Look at you and your descendants: cold, selfish, wantonly trampling on the weak. What hypocrisy!"
She seized the opportunity and quickly fought back, her fists whistling.
"Hmph, I believe more in the reality of the law of the jungle. Only those who have undergone cruel screening are worthy of my trust and can lead my subordinates efficiently!"
Ferrus was enraged, his fists swung faster and faster, and his attacks became more fierce.
Aurora exerted her strength and knocked Ferrus back with a powerful punch. After watching him steady himself, she continued to scold him:
"Look at your offspring. How can their behavior be anything like that of an Astartes warrior? It's all because of your extreme beliefs that they've become so cold-blooded and selfish. They're a disgrace to the Legion!"
In fact, Aurora knew clearly that the two brothers were not using their full strength at this moment.
Her psychic power had not yet been used, the "Sword of Power and Responsibility" was still in its sheath, and the firepower backpack on Ferrus's back had not been activated. Everyone still had room for maneuver, but the flame of contradiction was difficult to extinguish for the time being.
After much effort, Fulgrim and Lyra finally managed to stabilize the situation and temporarily calm the anger of both legions.
"Oh, what a mess! I originally came to greet Ferrus on Mother's orders, but I didn't expect him to come to your place. I almost immediately tried to prevent a conflict between you and Ferrus, but who could have foreseen that it would turn into a fight between Aurora and Ferrus?"
Leila complained helplessly while moving her aching body. Behind her, the Dawnbringers who were beaten down by the Primarch could not move, but their eyes were still fixed on the figures of Aurora and Ferrus not far away, and that spirit of not admitting defeat was still there.
"But then again, why do you all think that Ferrus is not a good person?" Fulgrim had just calmed down the restless Iron Hand and turned to Leila and asked.
Leila didn't move her gaze away. After thinking for a moment, she spoke:
"From the outside, Ferrus isn't handsome, even rough, while you are elegant and refined. The contrast is too obvious. In terms of philosophy, you pursue ultimate perfection, while he follows the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak. Naturally, people don't have a good impression of him."
"Delicate?" Fulgrim couldn't help but laugh at the word. "As a fellow Primarch, how could Ferrus bully me?"
"If you two stand together, anyone would subconsciously think you're the one who gets bullied easily. After all, based on past experience, the more gorgeous and beautiful someone is, the more likely they are to appear fragile."
Leila glanced at Fulgrim's intricate, ornate, and detailed armor and teased.
"It seems that I am wrong for being beautiful?" Fulgrim responded with a smile, and his slender fingers gently stroked the huge golden wings in front of the armor, his movements full of elegance.
"What else?" Leila shrugged playfully. "It's because you're so beautiful. You're so eye-catching."
"Hahaha!" Fulgrim couldn't help but laugh heartily. He was extremely confident in his appearance, and he thought it was natural for those mortals to praise his beauty.
Now that this compliment came from the equally beautiful Leila, he felt very happy.
"Oh, my brother, why don't you stop me?" Leila rolled her eyes and looked at Fulgrim, using the trick of praising him first and then giving him orders.
"They're fighting over ideologies. Even if I stop them today, they might fight again tomorrow. Why not let them have a good fight? Why let the conflict fester?"
Fulgrim raised his chin slightly, a sly glint in his eyes.
The Phoenix of Morris winked at the sisters with a bit of evil intent. After all, only Horus was willing to do the job of peacemaker.
As for him, it's quite interesting to occasionally play the role of "adding fuel to the fire".
The fierce battle between Aurora and Ferrus reached a climax, with fists whistling like a turbulent undercurrent surging and spreading around.
The red-gold gauntlets shone brightly, and every swing seemed to carry the radiance of the scorching sun; the silver iron fist had a cold metallic texture, strong and powerful.
The two of them fought back and forth, and within a second, there were countless rapid collisions. The sound of metal collision was as dense as rain, splashing sparks.
From the side, Aurora dodged sideways and swung out an arcing punch with great power; Ferrus ducked to avoid it and struck straight up with his iron fist from bottom to top with great momentum.
Looking down, the two men moved their bodies and exchanged punches and kicks, like a wild dance of power and speed, which was dazzling to watch.
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Chapter 139 Suppressing Anger
However, the duel between the two Primarchs became increasingly fierce and had entered a white-hot stage. Their figures were so fast that it was astonishing, and the picture of the battle became increasingly blurred.
The Emperor's children opened their eyes wide, but could hardly catch even the afterimages of the two men, as if they were just fleeting flashes of light.
Only Fulgrim and Lyra, who were still able to discuss leisurely at the moment, could see every move in the fierce battle.
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