Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

“Malakin!!!”

At this moment, Mario also took off his helmet and shouted to the opposite side.

After hearing his words, the group of wailers on the opposite side were also stunned.

Brothers, how come you are so tall? And even if you are tall, where do you Terminators and Centurions come from?

With this kind of configuration, not to mention the Weepers, who are not loved by their grandparents, even their parent group, the Blood Angels, would find it difficult to come up with so many things at will.

Are you really a weeper?

Looking at his own officers and such a magnificent lineup, Malakin was honestly a little hesitant to recognize them, especially after seeing the actions of the Flesh Tearers, the silent Inquisitors, and the Sword Guard veterans.

He knew that these people regarded the mortals behind them as a burden, and Malakin did not blame them at this time. Because in this situation, he also knew what these mortals meant.

But...so what!!!

When faced with the attack of the orc warlords, they abandoned millions of people and blew up the last stronghold.

Ultimately, they succeeded in annihilating the Orks, but for them, it was a profound humiliation. They even rejected the iron halo bestowed upon them by Calgar. In the eyes of others, their victory was glorious. With only a few million casualties, they eliminated an Ork plague that threatened to spread to an entire star region.

Although those people finally cried and begged them to leave and voluntarily detonated the explosives.

But so what? This was a great humiliation for all the wailers at that time.

They rejected the Iron Halo and did not consider it anything to be proud of.

and so……

Looking at the newly born Weepers confronting the Flesh Tearers, Malakin hesitated and did not go over to join Mario, because he did not want to let his new battle brothers suffer such humiliation, or even cause conflict with other chapters because of this.

"See? You have no idea what those mortals are. If any of them are corrupted by Chaos, bringing them along could get us all killed."

Although Seth was not crazy, he knew the situation of his battle brothers. He was almost labeled a traitor and was directly attacked by the Wolf Pack because of his blood thirst.

"you!!!"

Mario didn't care about that at this time and confronted Seth directly, but at this moment...

boom! ! !

With a loud bang, something else fell down.

"Woo..."

"This……"

"you are……"

There was a commotion in the rear, but Seth, who was currently engaged in a standoff, paid no attention. As long as no one fired, it wouldn't be a big deal. Judging by the noise, it must have been the Weeper throwing down a Dreadnought.

He didn't care... until...

A dark shadow enveloped him, and then Seth saw a Contemptor Fearless. A bright yellow Contemptor Fearless emanating an ancient aura. Chris and Metalos, standing beside him, were practically staring out of their wits.

Because they recognized this Dreadnought, although the paint job had been changed to a Weeper. But it was actually the ancient Blood Angels Dreadnought that appeared in the video and fought alongside the Space Wolves. No wonder these poor guys suddenly became so rich.

No wonder... If it was that adult, it should be normal.

After all, that lord really paid the seeds of a group of thousand-year-old veterans of the Extreme Warriors as seed tax, so it was normal to replace their equipment with this amount of money.

"Mario, why did my paint job change?"

"That lord... asked me to change it."

Hearing this, Mario's eyes grew dim, because he knew that the Lord did not want to be known. But look at what was behind him: the Inquisition Ultramarines and the Flesh Tearers.

"Senior citizens?"

He stared at the Dreadnought in front of him in amazement, feeling pity. The Weepers had only been around for a short time, so how could they possess such an ancient Dreadnought?

Moreover, that special feeling of blood connection told him that this Dreadnought was definitely a Blood Angel, and a very ancient one at that. Even more ancient than the Dreadnoughts of their parent group, the Blood Angels. When had the Blood Angels ever had such an ancient being?

But at this time...

"As expected of a descendant of Sanguinius, bring those people here quickly."

Asloth, still clearly a bit grumpy, hadn't figured out what was going on. The Dreadnoughts that had been modified by Zhou Ye weren't that grumpy. They wouldn't immediately go all Aruba on the technical sergeant, but they still had a bit of that.

For example, right now, their minds hadn't even grasped the idea of the barrier of faith held up by the Anglican priest. And the little yellow men guarding them were also very enthusiastically calling a few people over at this time.

They also dragged over a huge box. These were the thirty sets of power armor Zhou Ye had given them. However, Zhou Ye later P-ed them all, making them useless. Zhou Ye had originally planned to re-forge them, but the Weepers, used to being poor, were reluctant to part with them.

He threw it directly to them. Now that he saw his own warband leader, Mario immediately had someone throw it over. By the way, he also threw down Asloth, who had just been awakened. After all, it would be difficult to fight such a battle without waking up the elders.

He felt that if the elder knew about this, he would definitely be furious. After all, he saw the ancient sage Rilano running around New Estia, trying to find trouble with the elder, even though he couldn't find him.

But Zhou Ye didn't have the ability to make Wuwei unable to find anyone.

But soon...

"What are you doing?"

At this time, Aslot also noticed the problems around him, and then looked at Seth who was a little embarrassed beside him.

He was happy to see them, who were also descendants of Sanguinius, but looking at their situation, he was a little confused.

"Elder, they want to kill all those mortals."

Seeing this, Mario decisively started to report it. It was obvious that Asrota's appearance had shocked the entire audience. Even the Inquisitor and several veteran Ultramarines' Sword Guards dared not breathe a single breath.

"what?"

Hearing this, Asloth was stunned for a moment. He hadn't completely recovered from his morning grumpiness yet. Instinctively, he glanced over and saw a group of little blue men.

"Aren't you the little ones of Guilliman's family? How is your Second Empire doing? That master told me about it before. You also let Sanguinius be the Emperor of the Second Empire and Guilliman as the Chancellor of the Second Empire."

"hiss……"

There were sounds of people sucking in their breaths. No one had expected that this Despiser Fearless would be so cruel.

"The Elders were a helpless act on the part of the Gene Father. They disbanded after hearing that Terra still existed."

Facing the strange looks around him, Metalos gritted his teeth and explained. Fortunately, these were either descendants of Sanguinius or the Ultramarines, so it wasn't a big problem... Now he finally understood why the prophecy mentioned something about the Second Empire; they had originally intended to destroy it.

But now it seems that even if they were given the courage, they would not dare to destroy it. If they were to destroy a ten-thousand-year-old Dreadnought, if this were to get out, unless Guilliman woke up now, they would all explode.

"Wait, what do you mean? As descendants of Sanguinius, what are you doing?"

At this time, Aslot also came to his senses. After looking at the guns pointed at him by the flesh tearers, he became furious.

"Elders... they might be hiding corruption..."

Looking at his own contemptor, Fearless, Seth gritted his teeth and explained. However, before he could finish his words, he found himself being grabbed by Fearless. He then attacked an iron stake nearby with an Aruba, and flames erupted in all directions.

The Flesh Tearers were stunned at the scene, looking at their Chapter Leader, whose fire was blazing from the friction, and then looking at their own Bolters. They didn't dare to raise their guns, just staring blankly at their Chapter Leader being killed by Aruba.

As for the Ultramarines and the Inquisitors, they didn't dare to breathe. Although they all wanted to find the Thousand Year Old Dreadnoughts, actually seeing them and seeing them angry was another matter.

"Woooooooo..."

Malakin was also stunned at this moment. After seeing the Ten Thousand Years Contemptor Dreadnought in the colors of his own chapter appear and praise himself and others as the descendants of Sanguinius, he really wanted to cry.

After so many years, someone finally understood them... They finally had someone who could listen to their grievances. Looking at the ancient Contemptor Fearless that had been repainted with their livery, he knew very well what that meant.

This Dreadnought can even directly order Dante, the legendary Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, to do things.

He is so ancient...

But such a being had not returned to the Blood Angels to enjoy the honor he deserved, but had chosen to remain with the Weepers. They knew all too well what this meant. At least with this elder around, those people wouldn't dare bully them anymore.

"Brother, the transport plane is ready. You can take these people to the battle barge first. Someone there will check for corruption. We also have brand new power armor here. You should quickly change the paint."

At this moment, Mario immediately ordered people to take these mortals away. After hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"The situation here is so complicated, how did you get the transport plane over here?"

"We were lucky enough to get a special teleportation coordinate that can send people back."

Upon hearing this, Malakin also said, "Of course, these are all Zhou Ye's products. Because I really don't know the complete Warhammer technology tree and the specific parameters of those equipment. After all, Zhou Ye is not a hammer expert, so many times he just comes up with things after thinking about them."

They may look the same, but their parameters are worlds apart.

"You guys go up first. I've received a revelation and must stay on this space wreck."

At this moment, the female pastor of the state religion also came over and said to the few people.

81

Chapter 81 Zhou Ye’s amazing wisdom is still in C.

Looking at the people before him, the seemingly extremely young Anglican priest spoke slowly. However, for some reason, after seeing the holy golden eyes of this unbelievably young priest, everyone, including the Inquisitor, felt an indescribable feeling.

So no one refused at this time. The person who could open the faith barrier on the space ship to protect so many people must be extraordinary.

However, the latter was looking at the group of weepers and the Blood Angels' Despiser, Fearless, with strange eyes. At this time, he had already put down Seth in his hand. The latter's legs were trembling at this time, and he didn't know why.

"We are the descendants of Sanguinius..."

At this time, Asroth simply gathered the Weepers and Flesh Tearers present. Aside from the necessary defenses, they all half-knelt on the ground, listening to the teachings of this venerable master. Even Metauros, a veteran of the Sword Guard, was like this. It was difficult to deal with this ten-thousand-year-old sacred fearless master.

only……

"Your curse problem seems to be quite serious."

Aselot looked at the Flesh Tearers in front of him with a bit of suspicion. He then walked over to the box he had dragged over and took something out.

Then he took out a large pile of potions and placed them in front of the Flesh Tearer.

"Is this the potion developed by that lord and his tech-priest specifically for our problem? Back then, the great Primarch Sanguinius also commissioned that tech-priest to help solve the Blood Angels' problems."

At this moment, a pile of green potions were taken out, and seeing this scene made the group of people feel suffocated.

Anything Zhou Ye produces must be of high quality. No matter what the side effects are, the question is whether it is useful.

"Senior citizens……"

Seth hesitated a bit after taking a look at the Contemptor Fearless and the pile of green potions in front of him. Then he subconsciously looked at Mario, who also opened a backpack around his waist, which also contained a potion.

"is that useful?"

"I don't know. We haven't had any such problems yet."

After all, there are outsiders here, so the matter of blood thirst cannot be discussed. As for the black rage, it is a big problem, but hearing this also made Seth's eyebrows jump.

If it weren't for the elder before him, he would have cursed. "You don't even have Bloodthirst or Blackfury, what the hell are you, a descendant of Sanguinius?"

But since it was guaranteed by a ten-thousand-year-old elder and could make him that elder, he still chose to believe it.

However, looking at the green potions, Chris's eyes widened. He had a strong sense of déjà vu, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to Estia.

"You said you needed reinforcements?"

"Yes."

"The more the merrier?"

"Yes."

Then the Holy Undead made a brilliant appearance, which made him want to stop it. He was sure that this thing would be useful, but with that person's amazing wisdom, it would definitely produce some extremely unexpected effects.

But unfortunately, he shut up just as he opened his mouth. He was just an inquisitor who was not in the Astartes system, and he had no right to question a ten-thousand-year-old Dreadnought.

"Is it useful..."

Although the Flesh Tearers were a bunch of lunatics, Seth was definitely not crazy. He had good control over his blood thirst and black rage, so he gave it to a brother whose lips were now trembling.

If there wasn't this elder in front of him to put pressure on him, he would definitely go crazy.

"Drink it..."

"Um……"

After seeing the green potion, the latter was silent for a moment. Then, he gritted his teeth and drank it directly. He couldn't fall into the abyss of blood thirst in front of such a great elder.

Then, almost at the moment of drinking it, the Flesh Tearer smelled a strange smell.

Then...

"vomit!!!"

The group watched in amazement as the Flesh Tearer leaned against the wall and vomited. Honestly, Chris was a bit bewildered by this. Astartes had powerful stomachs capable of digesting even a small amount of ceramic steel powder, yet they were actually vomiting.

But unfortunately, no matter what, this is the situation.

For those gene seeds, Zhou Ye could use imaginary energy to block the blood thirst and the curse of darkness. However, this was time-limited, as the gene seeds came from the Warp. Their existence could continuously draw energy from the Warp, but imaginary energy was limited.