Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

Not only that, Huile also had to bear huge debts.

But the most miserable one is the Space Wolves Legion.

After Leman Russ counted the number of people, he found that almost all the senior leaders of the legion were dead. In desperation, he could only re-arrange the Wolf Lords and other matters.

The wolf king was the last to arrive.

The Primarchs sat down at the table, which was filled with all kinds of alien barbecues.

Among them are the Ran Dan grilled lungs and Ran Dan grilled hearts that exude a strange smell... and other barbecues made by aliens that were once controlled by the Ran Dan alien.

These foods look strange and emit strange smells, filling the air.

"Who made this? How can I eat it if it's like this? I fought so hard to kill the aliens, not to eat them later."

As soon as he sat down, Leman Russ couldn't help but shout loudly.

In his opinion, this so-called celebration banquet should at least prepare some normal edible food.

"I was seriously injured and had difficulty moving. These were all baked by the emperor himself." Xi explained helplessly.

"Since it was made by the All-Father, it should be edible." Leman Russ's expression changed instantly. As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a piece of Randan roasted lung and stuffed it into his mouth.

However, the next second, his expression changed greatly. The taste was even worse than that made by the green skin.

Aurora looked at the strangely shaped food in front of her, feeling helpless. She couldn't help but complain, "Where are those treasures you once kept? Are you hiding them and can't bear to take them out?"

At this moment, the Primarch wanted to explode the Emperor's gold coins to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Those treasures are all on the Emperor's Dream. I left in a hurry and only took this sword with me."

The Lord of Mankind said this, raising the Emperor's Sword in his hand and shaking it, his eyes seeming to warn some unruly and rebellious girl.

Seeing this, Aurora shrank her head guiltily.

Then the Emperor turned his gaze to Zhuang Sen and said in a deep voice, "Jong Sen."

Zhuang Sen immediately stood up straight.

"Although the Randan aliens have been eliminated this time, their home planet has not yet been found. I leave this matter to you." The emperor's tone was unquestionable.

"Yes!" Zhuang Sen responded immediately without hesitation.

"Oh, forget it. It seems I have to come up with some good stuff." Xi sighed helplessly. She raised her hand and fumbled in the invisible space for a while. Then, bottles of red wine appeared in her hands and were placed on the table one by one.

Leman Russ's eyes lit up instantly, and he couldn't wait to grab a bottle of red wine, opened the bottle cap with a "bang", and poured it into his mouth.

The strange taste of Ran Dan's roasted lung he had just eaten was like countless ants gnawing at his tongue as a Primitive, and his teeth felt so sour and uncomfortable.

Even if I have to face an entire galaxy infested with greenskins in the future, I would rather not taste Randan's roasted lungs again.

Soon, every Primarch had more or less wine in his hands, even the Emperor was no exception.

Xi gently shook the wine glass in her hand, watching the red wine in the glass flow like a ruby, and slowly began to introduce the origin of the wine:

"This wine dates back to the third millennium. Back then, red wine was ridiculously expensive. I wanted to make a killing, so I used my savings to rent a vineyard. For a whole year, I personally picked the grapes and brewed this wine. I thought it would be a huge success, but who could have imagined that the red wine market would suddenly plummet the following year, and I didn't sell a single bottle of this wine. Not only that, but I also lost all my savings. I had no choice but to work to make ends meet."

The emperor took a sip of the red wine in the glass and couldn't help feeling proud of his own methods.

A huge noise was heard, and a huge Emperor's Dream slowly approached from space, breaking through the darkness and descending like a bright star.

The hatch opened and the Imperial Guards walked out in an orderly manner, followed by several Primarchs.

Horus was like a ignited rocket, and almost immediately rushed towards the Emperor excitedly.

"Father!" Horus' voice was full of excitement and reverence.

The Emperor nodded slightly, his eyes full of kindness, and gestured for him to sit down.

The other two Primarchs nodded politely to Xi, and then took their seats consciously, not wanting to disturb the rare moment of fatherly love and filial piety between the father and son.

The commander of the imperial guards was also guarding the surrounding area with the imperial guards.

"Come, Horus, try the alien barbecue made by the Emperor himself." Leman Russ brought the alien barbecue on the plate to Horus with a smirk on his face.

"Really? Then what my father cooked must be delicious." Horus started eating without hesitation, looking as if he was eating the most exquisite delicacy in the world.

Leman Rus watched Horus eating with relish and couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his tongue. Why was he fine?

Unconvinced, he took another piece of meat from the plate served to Horus and started eating.

In an instant, the familiar strange smell came again, like countless ants biting the tongue frantically. Yes, it was this devastating smell!

He vomited it out instantly.

Horus scolded Leman Russ, "You savage wild dog, don't you know what delicious food is?"

Leman Russ seemed not to hear Horus's angry rebuke, and his face was full of suspicion.

He now suspected that Horus had mutated.

"I haven't seen Horus for nearly fifty years. He must have become so distorted that as long as food or something else is mentioned with the word 'Emperor' on it, he thinks everything is the best and the most delicious."

Aurora leaned slightly to the side, lowered her voice very low, leaned close to Huile's ear, and said something that only the two of them could hear.

Hui Le nodded slightly, with a hint of smile in his eyes, indicating that Aurora was right.

As soon as Chagatai and Fulgrim sat down, they were only concerned with drinking from their glasses, and didn't even want to look at the strange and ugly barbecues on the table.

Chagatai's keen intuition told him deep down that he should never touch the barbecued meats; while Fulgrim simply felt that the barbecued meats looked terrible and had no aesthetic appeal, which did not meet his aesthetic standards for food.

"Ahem." Aurora cleared her throat gently. The sudden sound instantly attracted everyone's attention, and everyone turned their eyes to her.

"Mother, this time we have solved such a huge alien disaster for the Empire. Do you think we can get the honor that matches our sacrifices?"

As Aurora spoke, her eyes fell intentionally or unintentionally on Hui Le's lips, which were opening and closing. Every word seemed to be carefully thought out, and was uttered clearly and clearly.

Even Leman Russ held his breath.

Almost as soon as Aurora finished speaking, Zhuang Sen subconsciously wanted to stand up and refuse the honor for his brothers and sisters.

In his heart, loyalty to the empire is the supreme and incomparable honor, and other honors seem a bit redundant.

However, before he could complete his action, Huile's hand quickly dropped and slapped his thigh heavily, while shaking his head slightly and signaling him with his eyes not to speak.

The lion chose to obey his own chief eunuch.

"Well, of course, but this requires me to discuss it carefully with the Emperor, and I will give you an answer later." Xi responded calmly and slowly.

When Aurora heard this, she glanced at Huile again, her gaze fixed on her lips, not missing a single movement.

"Mother, I don't think we need to discuss this anymore. It's too time-consuming. Why waste precious time on these procedures? In my opinion, we should simply erect statues representing our four legions at the entrance to the palace, or in those prominent halls and squares. What do you think?"

Hui Le explained his ideas clearly and his words were full of confidence.

After hearing this, Zhuang Sen felt a buzzing in his head, as if there was a fire burning inside.

He simply couldn't imagine that if his parents really agreed, his descendants would probably look down on their brothers in the future, walk with a swagger, and even wake up laughing in their dreams.

Leman Russ's reaction was exactly the same. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, but in his heart he felt a hint of anticipation, as if he had already seen the scene of the majestic statue standing in the center of the square.

Horus held his breath nervously, his eyes swinging back and forth between the figures of the Emperor and Xi like a pendulum.

At this moment, a thought that even he himself felt was a little evil surged in his mind: he hoped that his father and mother would reject Hui Le's proposal outright.

Horus naturally sincerely hoped that his brothers and sisters would receive the due rewards for this difficult battle. After all, they had all fought for the Empire.

But deep down in his heart, an indescribable subtle emotion was at work - he didn't want the recognition they received to surpass the glory he had yet to receive.

This contradictory mentality surged in his heart, making him both look forward to his parents' response and secretly pray that things would develop as he wished.

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Chapter 227: The Glory Gained, the Primarch Who Wrote a Book and Established a School

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly froze and fell into dead silence.

Xi held the red wine glass, took a sip, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the wine slowly slid down.

He hesitated, his lips moving as words tangle like silken threads, escaping him. "This matter, in truth, cannot be explained in a few words... From another perspective, it's not entirely true... But ultimately, the final decision rests with the Emperor."

In the end, the decision was passed to the Emperor.

The emperor was gently shaking the wine glass, and the dark red liquid was swirling in the glass like a flowing gem.

Hearing Xi's words, he was slightly startled, and was choked by the poured wine. Then he coughed and put the red wine into his mouth. His Adam's apple rolled up and down. After swallowing the wine, he spoke calmly:

"Well, I agree. The statues of your four legions will be placed at the most prominent gate of the imperial palace."

Aurora and Huile clapped their hands together, making a crisp sound, and their eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

Leman Russ was so excited that he was trembling all over. He grabbed the bottle of red wine on the table and drank it down in one gulp. The wine overflowed from the corners of his mouth and wet his lapel.

If there were no other brothers present, we would have needed to save face.

He was afraid that he would really somersault on the spot and howl to the sky like a wolf.

Even Zhuang Sen, who was always calm and reserved, couldn't help but grin from ear to ear, with the corners of his mouth raised high and smiles in the corners of his eyes.

"Good brothers, we won't go home until we're drunk tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!" Leman Russ raised the red wine bottle high, waved his arm, and motioned everyone to clink glasses with him, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Aurora and Hui Le responded immediately and raised their glasses.

Even Jonson, who usually disliked Leman Russ, was infected by the joyful atmosphere and raised his glass without hesitation to join everyone.

The Primarchs' wine glasses clinked together heavily, making a pleasant crisp sound, as if the sound was announcing their glory.

The other three Primarchs stood at the intersection of light and shadow, with different expressions on their faces.

The jealousy in Horus' eyes was the strongest, and his gaze was fixed on the people who were celebrating with their glasses; the emotion in Sentai's eyes was much lighter, and he just watched everything quietly, with a calm expression and a hint of imperceptible loneliness.

Fulgrim took a deep breath and slowly stood up, a gentle smile on his face, but that smile seemed to hide a hint of imperceptible envy and jealousy.

He raised his glass and said in a clear voice: "Congratulations, my brothers and sisters, you have achieved the honor that I have always dreamed of."

Huile turned to look at Fulgrim, then reached out and clinked his red wine bottle with Fulgrim's glass, making a "ding" sound:

"This is all in the service of the Empire, in the service of humanity, we just work harder."

"Yes, Hui Le is right." Zhuang Yuesen nodded quickly. Although he spoke modestly, he could not hide the smug smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were still raised high.

"Cough cough." Xi suddenly coughed. The sound was not loud, but it was like an invisible command, instantly quieting down the Primarchs who were immersed in joy and noise.

Everyone turned to look at her, their faces still showing excitement and confusion, their eyes full of inquiry.

Xi's eyes slowly swept over the crowd, his expression calm yet with a certain unquestionable majesty. After a pause, he slowly spoke:

"Today, while everyone is here, I have an announcement to make. I am ready to step down as regent, and the person who will take my place will be chosen from among you or other suitable individuals."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene exploded instantly.

The Primarchs looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise and contemplation of this new situation.

I recommend Huile, she is the one everyone wants." Aurora reacted very quickly, almost as soon as Xi finished speaking, she couldn't wait to speak loudly.

As she spoke, she looked at the other brothers with expectant eyes, as if seeking approval.

"Me too," Zhuang Sen agreed without hesitation.

In his heart, there are real considerations for supporting Hui Le.

With Huile, it is equivalent to having an endless supply of Titan legions.

And if Hui Le becomes the regent, then when he leads his troops to war in the future, he will have the entire human empire as solid logistical support, which will undoubtedly be a great help.

"I support it too." Leman Russ immediately expressed his opinion in a loud voice with his usual boldness.

He and Hui Le have a friendship that has been through life and death. In his opinion, it is his duty to stand by his brother.

Horus and Falkrem also nodded in succession, expressing their support for Huile.

For a while, voices of support for Huile were heard one after another.

However, Chagatai stood aside, his brows slightly furrowed, a look of vigilance in his expression.

I had a vague feeling that things were not that simple.

In his eyes, the shrewd Xi was most likely setting up a trap and using the position of regent to lure in big fish.

It felt like there was an invisible hand manipulating everything behind the scenes, and they might just be pawns in the game. When she thought of this, Chagatai subconsciously clenched his fists, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

"I withdraw from this election." Just as everyone was arguing, Hui Le suddenly spoke, his voice clear but with unquestionable determination.

While everyone was discussing this just now, she had already had an in-depth discussion with the other two of her selves. The three of them agreed to reject this position which seemed to be very glamorous but might actually make them "oxen and horses".

Being the regent means countless responsibilities and constraints, which is not the life they want.

Aurora's face flickered with panic when she heard Huile's refusal, but she quickly composed herself and began recommending others. "Well, well, I recommend Leman Russ. He's bold but careful, has a waist thicker than a barrel, eats a lot of meat, and has a good digestion. He's the popular choice to become king," she said, gesticulating with her hands, trying to use vivid descriptions to make her words more convincing.