Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

It would definitely be very interesting. Of course, Zhou Ye didn't do it on purpose. He would always mutter something when he was rubbing something. He knew this was his problem, but he wouldn't do it unless he added some personal opinions.

PS: 4K, four -word updates are now complete. So now I can confidently ask for votes. You see, I haven't offered any rewards yet, but have been quietly adding more chapters.

(It’s not that I’m afraid of opening a bounty and end up owing money to the next level, that’s not the case.)

96

Chapter 96 Bullying can be transferred.

"Three sets of gene seeds, one hundred in total."

After handing over the three groups of 100 gene-seeds, Asroth turned to the Inquisitors. The Ultramarines said nothing after hearing that, as a model Codex Corps.

In addition, due to the influence of Guilliman, almost every Ultramarines is a natural politician.

So, they thought of many things in a flash: four ancient Contemptor Dreadnoughts, and a large number of loyalists from the Traitor Legions, who had banished Fulgrim one on one. And banishing Fulgrim wasn't even their full strength; they had witnessed the battle between him and Mortarion.

These people knew that facing this Fulgrim who was not his true self, he certainly did not use his full strength. Such a powerful being had disappeared for ten thousand years, or it could be said that it was not just ten thousand years.

Because even Macragge didn't know about this person, which meant that their genetic father either didn't know about him or deliberately concealed his existence, so this person must have a very special and secret mission.

So Metalos thought it was enough to know. If he continued to investigate, it would be impolite if he really discovered something. At least, such things could not be said before their Primarch returned.

But Inquisitor Chris clearly had something to say. Although he was a bit possessed, his symptoms were relatively mild. Now that he knew who Father 010 Omega was following, he no longer investigated further.

only……

"Elder, why is this great and sacred being unwilling to return to Terra? The empire is now torn apart and lacks a sacred being to lead it."

"Let me do it. The Lord has anticipated all this."

Hearing this, the technical military officer on the side also came out, but this made Giovanni frown. Because he felt that the other party made him feel uncomfortable, but he looked just like the Fearless in front of him.

The paint schemes were all of the Pioneer Star, and it was obvious that the master had fully staffed the Weepers, but it was not easy to replenish technical troops such as technical sergeants and pharmacists, so he simply sent his own people over.

This person was most likely the Iron Warrior, but Giovanni still showed him the utmost respect. Especially after seeing the other party pull out a recording device, everyone instinctively stood up straight.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhou Ye’s image as a canned food appeared on the screen.

"Everyone, first of all, I have to make it clear that I am not a Primarch, but just an ordinary human."

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall entered a very strange atmosphere. Then, even Giovanni of the Black Templar, the son of Dorne known for his straightforwardness, showed an expression that said, "Yes, yes, whatever you say is true."

Anyway, they didn't believe a word of it from beginning to end. Could an ordinary person exile Fulgrim?

Not everyone is Slemabo, and the smell is a bit strong.

"The Empire does need a Primarch, but that is not me. Even if I return, I cannot save the current Empire, not to mention that I have my own mission that I have carried for thousands of years."

"..."

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this. Although they didn't know what mission Zhou Ye was carrying, the fact that a Primarch could completely hide himself, without even having his own legion, made people realize something, and it must be something very important.

They'd better not ask about such things, lest they be betrayed by their loyalty.

"And in the future, a son of God will return, and he is the most suitable candidate."

Soon the shadow disappeared, and the technical sergeant took back the video recorder.

He didn't say which Primarch would return, but one thing was true. He'd be powerless to face the mountain of rotting corpses he'd be facing back on Terra. While he certainly had the guts to cleanse Terra of its insects, the question was what would happen after that.

We can’t just destroy without building new ones. Anyway, Zhou Ye felt despair just thinking about the mess.

Logically, even if the Imperial Warmaster wasn't Horus, it could have been Lion El'Jonson or Ferrus Manus. The second Imperial Emperor could have been Sanguinius, or not. Regardless, one position was almost certain: the Imperial Chancellor would have been Guilliman. No one else could have resolved the chaos within the Empire.

Even in the 30th century, Guilliman had considerable authority over the Imperium, basically only below Malcador and the Emperor himself, but he rarely used it.

Therefore, the first Primarch to officially return can only be Guilliman. No one else can do it. Even Zhou Ye would shake his head if you asked him.

After all, the human empire was so large that even Zhou Ye would be desperate to destroy it, so he initially planned to use the power of the empire to act secretly. Then, he would use star tracks to connect those planets that were far away from the Mandeville point and had no connection with the empire.

Anyway, I'll just develop secretly first and accumulate enough strength.

……

Finally, as Zhou Ye finished speaking, it was time for the song to end and everyone to leave.

In fact, whether it is an Inquisitor or a Space Marine, everyone has their own tasks and they will not have much time to relax.

There was no other way around it, after all, the Empire was equally oppressing everyone. It was also making everyone live in misery, and the one who suffered the most in this Empire was the Emperor, the symbol of power.

So the Emperor's statement that Guilliman was merely his tool is true, but not entirely correct. If Guilliman were to ask the Emperor what the Emperor himself was, the answer he would most likely receive would be the same two words: "tool." Therefore, everyone is destined to work hard.

The first to leave was Giovanni. His most important task now was to take these gene seeds back to the Eternal Crusade and then head to the Phalanx.

It just so happens that a new Blade Feast is about to begin, and it is also a good opportunity to allocate the ownership of these one hundred gene seeds.

Then came Seth of the Flesh Tearer. Asroth didn't want to leave. The entire Blood Angels, even Dante, couldn't say a word.

Furthermore, this Primarch was so secretive, so he must have a very important mission. Although he wasn't a member of the DA, considering his identity, I decided not to ask.

So at this time, Seth left with the 100,000 doses of the potion with a grim smile on his face. At this time, whether it was Mario, Asloth, or Chris beside him, they all had a feeling that there was something a little bit perverted in this man's smile.

This thing was quite useful, and its effect exceeded Zhou Ye's expectations. He had initially drawn inspiration from Dante, using stench to suppress thirst. But he had never imagined it could even affect the soul.

After all, it’s better not to know too much about the subspace.

At this time, Seth couldn't wait to take this good thing to the Blood Angels, find Dante, and promote it to all BA series.

He wanted to recommend this good thing equally to every Son of Sanguinius, and the Weepers had also given him a guarantee. If it wasn't enough, they would continue to provide it later.

Finally, there was Inquisitor Chris and the Ultramarines who came with him, but...

"Wait a minute, kid."

At this moment, Aslot also stopped Chris, and the latter showed a puzzled look on his face at this time.

"Remember to give a copy of the battle report to the Space Wolves."

"what?"

Hearing this, Chris tilted his head in confusion, but still nodded.

Zhou Ye had no intention of concealing his battle reports, though he cared little for so-called honor. But this was Warhammer, a society where honor was paramount. For these ascetic Astartes, this was their sole pursuit, and depriving them of it would be too cruel.

As for Aslot, if he still had the courage at this moment, he would see that the other person's face was filled with a twisted smile.

Damn, I can't just let myself be bullied, I need to find someone to bully myself too. That unlucky guy from the Wolf Pack is a good choice. I bet he'll be twisted with pain after seeing this battle report.

As an Astartes who had been transformed by Zhou Yemo, it was impossible for him to survive without any life.

So, thinking of this, Asloth, who had been bullied and transferred, also left humming a little tune, leaving only the confused Inquisitor and the Ultramarines. But since the other party had said so, Chris had nothing to say.

After all, they were a fledgling group, so these were minor issues. He wasn't one of those crazy idiots from the Order of the Hammer, and he didn't have a big opinion of the Space Wolves.

Chris planned to go to Macragge first to drop off a few people, and then use the Warp Mandeville Point there to return to Holy Terra. This was no small matter.

Banishing the Daemon Primarch Fulgrim was an unprecedented honor, even for the Inquisition. This honor must be shared, and the fragments of this piercing sword must be thrown to the Inquisition headquarters.

Because he felt that if the crazy people of Iron Hands knew about this thing, he would not be safe.

As for the subsequent wrangling, he could leave it to the Inquisition and the Iron Hands. Besides, with this honor, he could go a step further. You know, while all Inquisitors are equal, some are more equal than others.

He is also a human being and he wants to improve.

Finally, with the last group of people leaving, the warship returned to silence.

"Then let's go back and get some supplies. We don't know how the recruitment of new soldiers is going."

Looking at the ship that had returned to calm and Asloth that had fallen into a deep sleep again, Mario placed it back in the static force field and planned to go back first.

"The adult installed a huge pocket space for us. This golden age technology is quite useful. In addition to storing food and water, there is also a large amount of empty space. According to what the adult said, we should fill it with people every time we go back."

Looking at Mario in front of him, the technical monk beside him also reminded him. Zhou Ye actually has more than a dozen habitable planets in his hands now, but as usual, there is no population.

So Zhou Ye gave these space warriors who were exploring the outside a task, which was to fill them with people before returning. Anyway, with that huge pocket space, it was not a problem to fit a million people casually.

"Leave the review to those people. They are a race that the adults accidentally discovered. They are extremely sensitive to cultists, mutants, aliens, and psykers hiding among the crowd. When the time comes, you will only need to follow orders and shoot when you are told to."

"Yes!!!"

Hearing this, Mario nodded. They were saints, not saint bitches. Naturally, they knew the seriousness of the matter and would fire without mercy at those hidden enemies.

He also knew Zhou Ye's goal, so he naturally cared very much about these things.

"Then let's go to Quint's Hive to replenish personnel."

"No, the Lord told us not to stay here before we left. We should leave immediately after this is done. We've discovered several new hive worlds along the way, so we can just go there to replenish our supplies. Those Downhive scavengers are perfect candidates. The Planetary Governor won't blink an eye no matter how many we take away. This will also facilitate our continued cooperation in the future."

Upon hearing this, the technical sergeant shook his head. This was mainly because Zhou Ye had dumped the yellow-skinned creature there. He didn't want to come into contact with that abstract object, so he reminded his men not to linger there. After all, with Star Track and a jump engine, crossing a planet was easier for him than taking a bus in a city.

"it is good."

Although he didn't know why, Mario didn't say anything. Soon, as the entire ship entered stealth mode and confirmed that no one was following it, the entire ship turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

……

New Tiliath, inside the Emperor's Children's Cathedral. The environment is now solemn and dignified as these newly born Sons of the Phoenix complete their first mission.

They had completely severed ties with their former Gene Father, and although only around 80 of the 100 or so had returned, that was still a glorious achievement. Furthermore, with Zhou Ye's superior technology and the support of the population, replenishing their ranks was a bit difficult, but not that difficult.

At this time, in the church, under the statues of the emperor and Zhou Ye.

Ahira was half-kneeling there, holding a sword in one hand. All the Emperor's Children saluted him, showing him the highest respect.

At this time, Ruilano was also holding a special helmet and slowly walked in front of him.

Now, looking at this newborn son of the Phoenix, he is also filled with emotion.

97

Chapter 97 Zhou Ye began to think of a new plan.

Zhou Ye didn't like being worshipped, but he also knew that it was better to open up than to block. Since the yellow-skinned man's troubles were right before his eyes, Zhou Ye came up with a compromise.

That is to worship him and the yellow fox together, and then turn on the automatic rejection mode. If you only worship him, then these powers will still surge in. But if this is the case, then since you can't find yourself, you will move towards another goal.

Despite this, Zhou Ye still issued a strict ban, and the statue could only be built in their monastery. Of course, it was not just these Sons of Phoenix, but everyone else.

Except for the weepers...

Go pay your respects to your Primarch Sanguinius and leave me alone.

At this moment, Rilano looked at the sacred monastery, feeling deeply moved. Although, as an old man from Terra, he was actually quite averse to the worship of yellow-skinned people as gods, but now that it had come to this, he had no choice. The only thing he found amusing was Lorgar, who was simply the epitome of clown acting.

Then there was the gene seed. He was sure Zhou Ye had added something to it. He might even have added his own gene seed, but so what.

After seeing these Sons of the Phoenix wielding their swords at Fulgrim, he felt that this was not a big deal at all.

Now, the eldest of these Emperor's children has proven himself and has been transferred by Zhou Ye to his personal guard. The artificial collapse has proven quite effective, not causing significant changes. Furthermore, after dispelling it, the person's form returns to normal. The only significant issue is energy.

As long as the star track is laid out, there will be a significant relief. Therefore, for the only mature case so far, he also intends to conduct a long-term study.

After all, the emperor has his own personal guard, the Imperial Guard, so what's wrong with setting up your own personal guard?

"Elder, I feel unworthy of such an honor. I failed miserably in the beginning."

Looking at the golden helmet in Rilano's hand, Ashira said with a bit of shame. This helmet certainly wasn't the laurel wreath of the Ultramarines or Titus. He had no interest in laurel leaves.

This thing has a strong symbolic meaning in the West, so Zhou Ye modified his champion helmet. The appearance is a bit like the Gundam Unicorn, giving people the illusion of a mecha.

It was a symbol of honor, but Ashira felt unworthy of it.

"You have done well, your opponent. He is a veteran of the Emperor's Children from ten thousand years ago, and the chosen champion of Slaanesh, Lucius. The fact that you were able to survive his hands is a symbol of perfection."

At this point, Rylanor was also a little scared. Fulgrim got angry when he saw him. He did the same when he saw Fulgrim, and he almost killed this young man with unlimited potential.

Forgot there was a Lucius, but it turned out well.

As for this new recruit, his combat record is already quite impressive. He was able to survive even against a God-chosen champion like Lucius on his first battlefield.

Although I still need to continue to hone myself, this championship is well deserved.

So there was no need to feel guilty. Rilano used the huge dreadnought to slowly place the championship crown on Ashira's head.

"Child, return to the Primarch and keep going. One day you will completely defeat Lucius, and that day will not be too long."

When he said this, Rilano also laughed. Lucius was really embarrassing.

soon……

Ashira with black armor and golden sword left the monastery, and now the atmosphere among all the Sons of the Holy Phoenix has become more heated.