Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

As soon as these words were spoken, the people present were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

Some people laughed so hard that they fell over, some held their stomachs and couldn't straighten their backs, and even the usually serious Zhuang Sen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile.

"Sister, please don't mess with me!" Leman Russ said, his face filled with helplessness. ...

He never expected that Aurora would suddenly point the finger at him. The reason for the recommendation was really hilarious.

"Mother, I recommend Sanguinius. He is very handsome, intelligent, and loves his people." Horus also followed suit.

Whether he is suitable to be the regent may not be that important. What is important is that his good brother has the opportunity to ascend to this high position.

As long as his brother gets what he wants, he feels happy.

The Primarchs began to recommend again.

Fulgrim recommended Ferrus.

Aurora recommends Leman Russ.

……

For a moment, the originally orderly gathering scene became a complete mess, just like a noisy vegetable market.

The Primarchs were all in high spirits, and they all recommended their most ideal candidates for regent. Everyone believed that the one they recommended was the best choice, and they argued fiercely, with no one willing to give in.

They all knew that if the person they recommended succeeded in becoming the Regent, they would enjoy endless benefits. They could enjoy the power dividends that the Regent brought without having to bear those tedious obligations. Who could resist such a good thing?

Who can blame them for having such close relationships with each other? They think they are the best in the world and they all hope that their brothers or sisters can stand at the pinnacle of power?

"I just mentioned it. Are you so anxious?" Xi's voice suddenly rose, with a bit of anger and majesty, which was particularly clear in the noisy scene.

"You really want me to step down, don't you?" She glanced at every Primarch present with a sharp gaze, her voice full of rebuke.

The Primarchs who were arguing heatedly just now suddenly quieted down after hearing this angry rebuke.

These Primarchs, who were like demigods in the real universe, now lowered their heads like children who had made mistakes, not daring to look directly into Xi's eyes.

The scene was silent, with only the sound of light breathing being heard.

Chagatai stood aside, lowering his head and thinking about all this quietly, with a look of understanding on his face.

He thought to himself, as expected, the position of regent was not prepared for them present at all.

From the very beginning, there must have been a deeper plan behind this, but I don't know what this shrewd Xi was planning.

Thinking of this, Chagatai frowned slightly, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"I propose that Robert Guilliman be the regent." Chagatai suddenly raised his voice, and the voice was particularly abrupt in the slightly quiet scene.

He secretly thought that since everyone was vying for the position of regent, he might as well push forward the one who was the most ambitious and most annoying among his brothers.

He thought that either Guilliman would become a laughing stock in his position, or the seemingly attractive position of Regent would itself become a joke.

The corners of Chagatai's mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible cunning smile.

"Well, I'll carefully consider the candidates you recommend." Xi nodded slightly, her expression calm, her true thoughts untraceable. She slowly scanned the crowd, paused, and continued, "However, I think there should be a new threshold. Candidates for the regent must have written a book and possess a special skill."

This sudden condition made the Primarchs look at each other in bewilderment, and the scene fell into a brief silence again.

"For our Primarch, this condition is too simple. We can easily write books like 'Alien Tales' and 'The Art of War'. However, this may be a bit troublesome for Leman Russ. If it really doesn't work out, let him write 'The Aliens I've Ate Over the Years'. Maybe he can even become a galactic gourmet."

Aurora pondered in her heart while looking around, her eyes moving back and forth among everyone.

"You see, Guilliman authored the Codex Astartes, Mortarion mastered numerology, Magnus combined martial arts with psychic powers, and we still have many brothers who have yet to return."

However, as soon as Aurora finished speaking, Xi said coldly: "Aurora, your temporary position as warmaster has been removed." This sudden decision was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Aurora stunned for a moment. The smile on her face froze instantly, and her eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

He knelt heavily on the ground with a thud, his knees making a dull sound as they hit the ground.

She didn't care about anything else and just moved forward, opened her arms and hugged Xi tightly.

The Primarch's tall body was now kneeling on the ground, his heart and eyes full of pleading.

Even when kneeling, he was much taller than a normal human.

"No!"

Aurora cried out at the top of her lungs, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

He was emotionally broken and like a helpless child, he rubbed against Xi's body randomly, sometimes rubbing his shoulders, sometimes rubbing his neck, and his tears and snot stained Xi's clothes.

"Let me go, these are my new clothes, stop rubbing them!" Xi was shocked and annoyed, and pushed Aurora hard.

However, due to the previous injury, it was difficult to mobilize the strength of the body. Every push and rejection seemed weak and powerless, and he could only be forced to endure Aurora's out-of-control behavior.

The other Primarchs stood aside, watching this dramatic scene with interest.

Leman Russ noticed Huile's legs constantly bending and straightening, and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing?"

Hui Le had a troubled look on his face and said, "I'm going to imitate Aurora and cry my heart out, to see if I can help her keep the position of temporary warlord."

She bent her legs again, lowering her knees slightly, as if she was really about to kneel down, but then she quickly straightened her body.

"What's wrong with you?" Leman Russ couldn't help asking. He couldn't count how many times he had watched the sister beside him tossing her legs over and over again, his heart full of helplessness and curiosity.

"I suddenly feel that kneeling alone is definitely useless." Hui Le stopped bending his legs repeatedly, a glint of inspiration flashing in his eyes, "Why don't we think about it carefully and let the emperor crown us directly."

She tilted her head slightly, signaling Leman Russ to look at the Emperor who was drinking leisurely not far away.

"The All-Father won't agree to this, will he?" Leman Russ frowned slightly, his tone hesitant. "These matters have always been the responsibility of Mother." He couldn't imagine that the usually majestic and mysterious Emperor would intervene in this matter.

"But how will we know if we don't try?" Hui Le's eyes sparkled as he continued, "After all, weren't all the honors we received previously granted by the Emperor? Perhaps this time there will be a turning point."

She seemed to be full of anticipation for this idea, with a gleam of eagerness in her eyes.

ps: I updated late today because of something else.

Chapter 228 The Primarchs' Departure and Zhuangsen's Melancholy

But in the end the Primarch did not try.

……

In the vast space.

The tense battle with Ran Dan ended quietly.

Expecting a fierce battle, all factions sent fleets to support them. However, when they arrived, they found that the enemy had been completely wiped out.

The warships of the Emperor's Children, the White Scars, and the Luna Wolves were arranged in neat rows, floating quietly in space like giant steel beasts.

The Sword of the Queen of Glory, the Pride of the Emperor, the Bladestorm, the Spirit of Vengeance, these famous flagships, led the densely packed fleet like a swarm of bees, forming a spectacular and shocking picture under the vast starry sky.

At this moment, they followed the Emperor's Dream in an orderly manner, slowly started their engines, and prepared to embark on the return journey. The dazzling light ejected by the thrusters appeared particularly dazzling against the dark background of the universe.

On the planet where the war had just subsided, the surface was desolate, and the scorched earth still retained the warmth of war and the smell of gunpowder.

Aurora stood on the devastated land with her hands on her hips, following the departing fleet with her eyes, and couldn't help but sigh:

"What a shame! They made a wasted trip. We have defeated all the enemies on Randan's side."

Zhuang Sen looked proud, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He said with a somewhat arrogant attitude: "Even if they come, my legion does not need their help at all."

"..." Huile Sicong finally felt that what Zhang C said was true and made a lot of sense.

During the entire war, only half of the Terran warriors in his legion were lost.

It is no exaggeration to say that among the four legions participating in this war, Zhuangsen's legion is undoubtedly the most powerful.

Leman Russ took a few steps forward, his massive figure standing out against the barren landscape.

The Wolf King of Fenris had a tired look on his face, but his eyes still showed determination and heroism.

"Everyone, it's time for me to leave. It's been fun fighting alongside you, although you can be quite annoying sometimes, Zhuangsen."

At this point, he couldn't help but smile. "But I have to admit, you are indeed an expert at commanding wars and personally fighting the enemy. Next time we have a chance, let's go to the gate of Terra's palace and see our own honorary statue!"

This war with Randan severely damaged Fenris, and the wolf lords under him experienced rounds of replacements.

Now that the war is finally over, he can't wait to return to his home planet to recuperate.

Then continue to kill aliens and seize territory.

Zhuang Sen nodded slightly, a rare gentle look on his face: "Well, you are also very good."

Leman Russ turned, waved goodbye, and headed towards his Heracles Fenr.

The moment he boarded the battleship, the Queen of Glory was like a beast awakening.

The engine started up, emitting a low and shocking roar, and powerful energy fluctuations surged in the surrounding space.

Soon, the Space Wolves' Heracle Fenr, surrounded by its fleet, slowly left the orbit of the planet Randan and sped towards the depths of the vast universe.

The fleet that was gradually moving away left behind a series of brilliant lights in the space, and eventually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"We should leave too, Jonson."

Aurora stood on the battlefield still filled with the smell of gunpowder, with Huile standing shoulder to shoulder with her.

A gentle breeze blew by, raising some dust from the ground, adding a sense of desolation to the desolate scene.

"We have a new mission to complete," Aurora said.

"Yeah, I know." Zhuang Sen nodded slightly. He actually already knew it.

Long before, he noticed that the two legions of Aurora and Hui Le were being deployed in an orderly manner. The soldiers quickly counted the number of people and returned to their warships in an orderly manner. Busy figures shuttled back and forth, the lights in the warships flashed, and the sound of the machinery running intertwined into a pre-war music.

"You're searching for the Randan homeworld on your own, and be careful when clearing them out! Watch out for traps!"

Aurora stepped forward and looked at Zhuang Sen with concern. "Also, I leave my remaining three Titan Legions to you. Remember to be careful, careful, and careful again."

Aurora's instructions made Zhuang Sen feel a little irritated.

In his heart, rather than his nagging sister at the moment, he missed Aurora who was galloping freely and heroically on the battlefield like a god of war.

However, when he heard that Aurora had left behind three Titan legions, Zhuangsen's eyes lit up instantly, and his original impatient expression disappeared, replaced by an excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Then, Zhuang Sen turned his gaze to Hui Le, his eyes full of expectation, as if to say, "Can you leave me something good too?"

The look in his eyes was like that of a child longing for a gift.

"...be careful of yourself...and if the Emperor asks us to vote on a Warmaster, I will definitely vote for you."

Huile tried hard to organize her words. She was really not good at being sentimental.

Especially when thinking back on the huge expense of borrowing, piecing together, and manufacturing weapons of war, all of which were taken away by Zhuang Sen and scrapped.

His speech became halting.

After hearing this, Zhuang Sen showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He stood there quietly, watching the two sisters leave.

The Sun's Glory slowly started up, and its engine emitted a dazzling light. That light was like the rising sun, leaving a brilliant color in his eyes.

Afterwards, the Lion watched as the Solar Glory, surrounded by the fleets of the Dawnbringer and the White King's Son, gradually sailed away.

The huge fleet sailed in the vast universe, like a group of steel monsters shuttling between the stars, and finally disappeared in the endless darkness, leaving only Zhuangsen standing alone on this desolate planet.

As Zhuang Sen looked at the fleet gradually disappearing into the vast universe, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable melancholy in his heart.

His relatives, father, mother, brothers and sisters, all left him in this brief moment of separation.

Although he knew in his heart that this was only a temporary separation, the feeling of loneliness that welled up in his heart was as real as the desolate battlefield before him.

The lion took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, then raised his hand to connect to the communication channel: "Cos Wayne."

"Yes, sir." Cos Wayne responded quickly.

"You will command the Lion Patrol battleship as the vanguard and will be the first to search for the Randan home planet based on the information left behind by the Randan aliens."

Jonson said methodically.

"Yes, sir." After receiving the order, Cos Wayne took action immediately without any hesitation.

He strode quickly through the corridor of the battleship, his iron boots making loud sounds on the deck.

At the same time, the soldiers on the Lion Patrol battleship had already received the news.

They quickly returned to their respective posts and skillfully carried out preparations before setting sail.

Lights flashed inside the battleship, various instruments beeped, and a tense yet orderly atmosphere permeated the air.

Zhuang Sen also received the news that the Lion Patrol had set off.

All this went on in an orderly manner, and he felt that the melancholy in his heart was gradually replaced by busyness and a sense of mission.

The Sun's Glory.