Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

But that probably happened after the Great Rift opened. Except for Angron, the other Fallen Primarchs basically disappeared completely in the past ten thousand years.

Especially for a fallen Primarch, it is almost impossible to come here quietly. But considering the chaotic timeline of Warhammer and the contradictory writers, Zhou Ye was too lazy to think about it.

only.......

"Ai-chan, help me monitor the surrounding signals and track down the source if possible."

"Leave it to me, Captain."

"OK, I'll get some fries."

After that, Zhou Ye took out a container and carefully collected the pure gene seed. He then continued to use the subspace and his authority to double-fish the fries.

Then......

"This time it's the Emperor's Children, Warhounds, Death Guard, and Luna Wolves. Unfortunately, a large portion of them have been contaminated, with a large number of Warp mutations. There's no point in keeping them, so I'll just show them off..."

Zhou Ye couldn't help but cover his eyes as he looked at the thousands of gene seeds floating in front of him. After all, these were things from ten thousand years ago, and most of what Zhou Ye fished out had been severely contaminated and corrupted by the warp, and were still incomplete.

To be honest, if you give this thing to those Chaos Space Marines, they won't use it on their own recruits. In order to obtain gene seeds, they even need to snatch some loyalists. So Zhou Ye was completely dazzling at this time and directly converted into energy.

"Yeah, not bad. The energy I expended by catching a hundred is replenished by about twenty or thirty. I haven't gotten any energy replenishment since leaving Estia."

Feeling the renewed energy, Zhou Ye was very satisfied. As for those pure seeds, he kept them all. In the blink of an eye, he had placed hundreds of gene seeds around him, mainly from these four legions.

As for most of them, he treated them as small French fries and showed them off. There was no point in keeping them anyway.

"Besides these four legions, there seem to be others. There's a Space Wolves legion here, and it looks like it's from the Valhalla Wolf Guard. I remember that the Space Wolves back then seemed to be executioners, and their military discipline was so terrible that they even needed military police."

But soon, Zhou Ye was somewhat surprised to find that he had pulled out a Space Wolf. Then he thought of the Wolf Pack in the 30th century, which was completely different from the current style. It can only be said that Bjorn, the old man, was still very good, and he had taught the Space Wolves well.

"Forget it, let's not dwell on it. Horus is the Warmaster after all, so it's normal for him to have a small number of other loyalists in his army. Don't ask, the only thing you need to know is the power of the God-Emperor."

At this moment, Zhou Ye also muttered, and then put it away. As he guessed, there are indeed some unexpected things that can pop out here.

Ultramarines, Imperial Fists, Dark Angels, Blood Angels, Alpharius, and two others he had no idea what they were, but they looked pretty good.

However, these were completely incomparable to the gene seeds of the hundreds of legions around him, but he still collected them at this time. He planned to add a little of his own ingredients to them when he returned, and then he could use them directly.

He had the gene seeds he needed, and he also had a record of the fragmented memories carried by the gene seeds. These memories could almost completely piece together a large number of memories about the Great Expedition. Zhou Ye had what he needed. Although he could make some gene seeds on the spot, that would consume a lot of energy.

Now, everything was perfect. All he had to do was replace the subspace portion with the imaginary portion, then color it with his own color. Anyone who accepted this gene seed would then become his absolute dependent.

Even if they actually met their Gene-Father, they wouldn't be affected, or even corrupted. Of course, Horus's drenching was a different matter; that made people question whether he was even the Warmaster. And more importantly, Alpharius couldn't penetrate.

He felt that the legion he had assembled would probably be very abstract. But now he was too lazy to care about that, so at this time he carefully placed the nearly two thousand pure gene seeds into his thousand-person theater.

"Almost there. It's a pity that it would be better if it were Isstvan V. There are a lot of Titan wreckage there, but it is the burial place of the loyalists after all. I guess the Empire has already put everything away. I definitely won't be able to get anything out, otherwise it will violate the law of cause and effect. I remember that in the anime "A Plague", even Nurgle had to abide by the law of cause and effect, otherwise the punishment would be unbearable for him."

After muttering something, Zhou Ye also stretched lazily.

And at this moment...

"Captain, you have detected special news coming from an underground ruin somewhere on the planet."

"It seems to be the last of the Emperor's children. Let's see if we can dig him out. And please help me out. Gene-seed alone isn't enough... Well, I'm not that impressive, Fulgrim."

After muttering something, Zhou Ye also stretched himself. But after thinking for a while, he decided that he couldn't go in like this.

So soon......

A large man in black and gold armor appeared with seven or eight squads. As someone with the power of creation, changing his body shape was no problem. To achieve authenticity, he even injected the Ultramarines' gene-seed into himself, giving him a more Smurf-like appearance.

As for the Astartes squad behind him, they were all artificial humans he had created. He also had the fortitude to create a few gene seeds.

"Does this make me look like an Astartes? It's a pity that the 010 Omega vest can no longer be used. Now I am the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, the Pioneer Star!!!"

PS: You guys are really ruthless, you have so many monthly tickets.

Chapter 30: The Last of the Emperor's Children, Rylanor

"The ancient sage awaits you here..."

A voice passed by his ears. Actually, Zhou Ye didn't need Ai Jiang's help to track him down. He was just showing off the fries earlier, not the gene seeds. He was afraid he hadn't noticed. Now that he had noticed.

He followed the source of the sound directly and headed towards his destination. Soon he found an ancient cave, going deep into it until he reached an unknown number of meters below the ground.

He found his target, a Contemptor Dreadnought riddled with bullet holes and wounds. Zhou Ye then pulled out a hand-rolled STC template, the same consumable STC used by the oil man in the anime to repair his Castellan mecha.

Logically, if he wanted to, he could use his power of creation to dig the man out intact, but he couldn't find a reason to do so. After all, Freedom had too many secrets, and he was worried about having this guy around all the time.

Then he could throw him into the static force field and let him sleep. As for the missing soul, he could also use the authority of the Herrscher of Knowledge to supplement it as needed. Having an old Fearless man to help him train the new recruits would save him a lot of trouble.

After all, he planned to split up his forces, so he could just lead the androids himself. That wasn't a problem, but if he had them out there laying out star tracks and making contact with others, that would be problematic. Therefore, proper Space Marines that he had modified himself were essential, but he didn't have much experience in actually training them.

Therefore, a loyal elder was essential. He remembered a group of Devourers. It was like a Contemptor Dreadnought who, after being boarded by the Smurfs, was forced to wake up. He then slapped a Dreadnought with a Butcher's Nail implanted in it, silencing it, and then, bewilderedly, asked the Ultramarines why they were boarding.

Sizzle...

With a flash of light, the damaged Contemptor's Dreadnought was instantly repaired. Then, a huge purple power fist directly grabbed Zhou Ye.

"You...who are you?"

"Respected Lord of the Emperor's Children, I am the Ultramarines, Chapter Master of the Pathfinder."

As for why the Ultramarines, the reason is simple. Guilliman is so powerful, and the entire galaxy is now full of them. More importantly, the Ultramarines are quite complex, having accepted too many loyalists from the Traitor Legions.

So if a chapter can't find its own Primarch, there is absolutely no problem in directly attaching it to the Ultramarines.

"The Ultramarines' paint job isn't like yours!!!"

"This begins with Guilliman's toilet... the Codex Astartes."

Looking at the Dreadnought that had lowered him before him, Zhou Ye spoke slowly. This included the subsequent Great Heresy, which saw Malcador annihilated and the Emperor ascend to the Golden Throne. Then, to prevent another Horus Heresy 2.0, Guilliman split his Legion. Before the split was complete, he was slain by the Fallen Fulgrim, who now stands as Ultramar's most popular exhibit.

Of course, he was complaining about himself in his mind about the last sentence, and did not say it directly.

Click! ! !

At this moment, the Contemptor Fearless in front of him almost crushed the rock next to him with one hand, his anger had become as substantial as substance.

but.......

"Since you know I'm a rebel, why do you want to fix me?"

"Because the blood of loyalty flows here, my think tank just desperately took out some things from the chaotic subspace..."

As he spoke, Zhou Ye took out a container from his waist. Inside, several objects were quietly floating there. Seeing this scene, the huge body of the Contemptor Fearless actually trembled.

"Gene-seed, their gene-seed!!!"

At this moment, the Contemptor Fearless was like a child, wanting to pick up the container, but afraid that his collective, which had been decaying for thousands of years and had just been repaired, would damage the container. He was too familiar with these gene seeds.

This was the gene-seed of his brothers, the gene-seed of the brothers who had been betrayed by his damned traitors Fulgrim and Horus.

Brand new, without any middlemen.

"Elder of the Emperor's Children, are you willing to lead the newly born Phoenix? Our Chapter suffered heavy losses before, even losing a lot of gene-seed. It's somewhat inconvenient to appear in the current Imperium as an Emperor's Children... Moreover, Fulgrim has ascended to demonic status. Your virus bombs can't kill him. If we want to avenge that traitor, we need to take a long-term approach!!!"

Zhou Ye gritted his teeth as he spoke of the Ultramarines' gene-seed he had previously flaunted. His overwhelming hatred for Fulgrim was almost tangible, and he spoke of it in the light of the gene-seed he had thrown in as a removable part.

Having said that, the ancient Contemptor Fearless fell into silence, and then looked at the gene seed in Zhou Ye's hand.

"How many do you have?"

"Most of them are contaminated. There are only about 500 that can be used."

"........"

In silence, the Contemptor Titan slowly stood up.

"it is good."

"Elder, you are in very poor condition. The STC template can repair the damage to the Contemptor's Dreadnought, but it cannot repair the damage to your body and soul. I suggest that you first fall into a deep sleep and allow my pharmacists and technical sergeants to perform some maintenance and adjustments on you. During this time, I will place you in a stasis position."

There was no other way. He hadn't yet completely transformed the Hyperion. There were too many secrets within. If the sage disagreed, he would have to resort to force. The worst-case scenario would be the destruction of the Contemptor Dreadnought.

"When the new phoenix is born, I will awaken it, and you will tell the new recruits the story of the glory of ten thousand years ago."

"........"

........

"Huh, it seems he did listen to advice. I was scared to death. It seems that these ten thousand years are also a huge burden for him."

Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Contemptor Fearless fall into a deep sleep before him. He then carefully took out the virus bomb. From now on, he could just throw out the Extermination Order instead of destroying the entire planet with a single shot.

"It's time to leave. It seems Fulgrim can't come. If only Rilano of the Emperor's Children could find Akurduna's gene-seed, hehe, then Fulgrim would be truly amazing."

Chapter 31 Plan in (Part )

In fact, if it were any other Primarch, he would not have such thoughts, but unfortunately it was only Fulgrim.

If it was Angron, Zhou Ye wouldn't have thought of having fun with him. He was just a beast, nothing much to say. If it was Old Mo, he wouldn't have had fun that way, and Magnus wouldn't have had the same idea either.

But this is Fulgrim, he has taken away your offspring, your legion, and your name...

Well, sexual abuse must be very fun.

Zhou Ye reasoned that if he weren't a Herrscher, his soul would be projected in the imaginary space, not the subspace. He figured he'd already been targeted by the four vendors and the golden giant, but who cares if he wasn't one?

"I remember Trazyn was something in the Inquisition, an alien inquisitor. Never mind. Aliens aren't a big problem anyway. Heretics are the big problem."

Carrying the enormous Contemptor Fearless, Zhou Ye also walked outside. This old man was too old, and fell into a deep sleep the moment he relaxed. He didn't even respond to Zhou Ye's words, but it didn't matter much.

Then he could use his authority to repair his soul and put on insurance. Of course, Zhou Ye hoped the insurance would never be activated, and...

"Contemptor Dreadnoughts, huh? I'll make a few more when I get back. What's a Chapter without a few Dreadnoughts to fill the deck? I'll make a few when I get back. Plus, I have a ton of memories now, so I can create a special template. Then I can add some of my own personal stuff, and then... I'm feeling happy."

"Okay, it's over. Next is the next jump. I've already marked this place where the loyalists are buried. The tragic ballad will be transmitted again, and then we'll head to the next planet."

After a jump back to Hyperion, Zhou Ye also looked down at the planet below. Then he glanced at the Contemptor Dreadnought that he had placed in the battleship. This was a truly ruthless and solid old Dreadnought.

Now, besides being in deep sleep, he was also accepting Zhou Ye's slow recovery of his soul. He could even pull himself out of it and continue to work overtime for himself.

But I think I should not do it anytime soon. There are not many star tracks laid out yet. I am not suitable for this yet, so I should keep a low profile for now.

After muttering something, Zhou Ye also counted the harvest and took precautions. Now this place has no great significance to him, and what he needs now is to follow the routine.

It was too slow for him to develop the world on his own. He actually hoped to have a real Space Marine Legion and develop in all directions.

"I also made Bengtie's phone, but it depends on my own destiny."

As he spoke, Zhou Ye also pulled out another gadget that could be considered black technology: a mobile phone. It could make calls across galaxies without any obstacles in one second, but it couldn't be widely installed in this cesspool so far.

There are two conditions for using it and avoiding contamination. The first is that the galaxy's transmission track is essentially transmitted on the star track laid by itself. It cannot be used on a planet that is not on the star track, just like moving bricks. The second is that a certain imaginary number must be used for charging and blessing when making it, so as to avoid contamination.

So the number is unlikely to increase, but it is still much better than the metaphysical astronomical language. After all, astronomical language has to pass through the subspace, and after countless transmissions, the information above will be distorted and become very abstract.

For example, the content of the star message is: The planetary governor reports that greenskins and chicken thieves have appeared on their planet, and they cannot resist them and need support.

Then after being passed on countless times, it would become something extremely abstract and distorted: the planetary governor is marrying the green-skinned warboss, and the Khorne cult on the planet is castrating the sadistic cult.

"Speaking of which, am I unclogging the toilet for the yellow-skinned guy? Well, let's just unclogging it. After all, I'm in this shithole too, so I have to make things easier for myself. There's no problem over in Estia, but I don't know if the Figure King Tarasim will go there."

At this point, Zhou Ye withdrew his thoughts and wanted to show off Fulgrim. The Fulgrim in his hands was a crucial link, but with Galaxy's poor communication methods, who knew how long it would take for this news to reach the Necromancer. But Zhou Ye was sure he would go and take a look. After all, a holy Necromancer was extremely rare.

"Captain, initiate the jump."

At this moment, a voice rang out. Before Zhou Ye could say anything, everything in his sight rapidly expanded. The next moment, the desolate Istvan III disappeared. What appeared before Zhou Ye again was a brand new planet with mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, which made his pupils shrink.

This place was obviously not the planet where he had landed last time, which was similar to Catachan and was a bit too green, but a more normal... garden world, or a wild world, or a feudal world.

Anyway, it is not a hive world. People who can live in this world are at least relatively lucky in the empire.

"Ai-chan, find a location where we can't be detected, dismantle the imaginary shield, and disguise us as if we just came out of the subspace."

Looking at the planet below, Zhou Ye slowly gave his orders. The Hyperion's exterior had been magically transformed into a battle barge, now equipped with an imaginary shield. Of course, this thing couldn't compare to the void shield that treated the warp like a trash can in terms of defense, but it could evade detection from this world's instruments.

In order to suppress the situation when he was making the jump, this world looks good now, but I don't know what the situation inside is. So just when Zhou Ye lifted the imaginary shield and opened the channel.

"Buzz..."

In an instant, Zhou Ye’s system almost exploded, and a lot of information came at him.

"What the hell?"

"It's the Planetary Governor's, the Ministry of the Interior's tax collection vessel... I identified it as a Chapter battle barge. Never mind, let's see what's going on."

Zhou Ye was also confused for a moment after taking a look at his communication system. Then he opened one of the channels and connected directly.

"I am the Chapter Master of the Pioneer Star Chapter."

"Great Angel, please help us. The Eldar pirates are attacking us. Please provide us with assistance."