Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 189 I am the Legion Champion

Roche had read about some of the more famous battles in the Great Crusade, and one of them, known as the Battle of Duran, involved the Sixth Legion and the First Legion.

Because the Sixth Legion's offensive progressed slowly, Sigillite Malcador sent the First Legion for support. However, the reckless Wolves' Thirteenth Company launched an indiscriminate attack after the Dark Angels boarded the enemy ship, resulting in the annihilation of the Dark Angels.

In the subsequent annihilation battle, the Space Wolves seemed to have lost command for some reason. The Dark Angels had no choice but to launch an attack and seize the fruits of the Space Wolves' victory.

The Dark Angels accused the Wolves of being undisciplined, while the Wolves accused the Dark Angels of being unhonourable.

This also led to the enmity between the two legions. The Wolf King and the Lion King fought in front of Duran's palace, and a contest between the Primarchs began.

From then on, whenever the two legions met, they would have to send two representatives to duel.

Luo Xi felt that this tradition was quite good, the two brother legions learning from each other and competing with each other.

At the same time, he was also evaluating the combat power of both sides in his mind. Faffnir was indeed a powerful guy, but the two seemingly taciturn dark angels on the opposite side seemed to be even better?
Although the position and strength of a Space Marine are not completely proportional, relatively speaking, the higher the position of the officer, the stronger his combat strength.

Houguin is the commander of the Deathwing, and the other one holding an axe, Redros, is the commander of the Terrorwing.

"It looks like Faffnir doesn't stand a good chance of winning."

"The one who can fight the opposing commander in single combat must be a wolf lord-level wild wolf."

Two high-ranking Dark Angels commanders have stepped forward, and Faffnar's beast instinct is warning that these two guys are both excellent fighters picked from thousands.

But the stronger the opponent, the more excited the wolf becomes.

Guilliman suddenly felt a slight itch on the back of his neck, which was the place where Alpha's assassin had injured him before. Subconsciously, he felt that Lion might do something shocking.

Yes, that will definitely happen.

As the Primarch's thoughts flashed through his mind, the solemn and dignified Lion King stopped the two commanders.

He was like stopping two children. Even the taller Redros could only reach the lion's chest and abdomen.

"Wild Wolf, I am the champion of the First Legion."

Luo Xi couldn't believe his ears. What was this lion saying?
In the duel between Astartes, will the Primarch personally take part?
What’s the difference between this and parents taking action in a fight in kindergarten?
The gap between the Primarchs and the Astartes would only be greater than this. Even with Kor Phaeron's psychic stranglehold on Guilliman and ten Alpha Assassins blocking him in the door, he could easily defeat any Space Marine if he put his mind to it.

There is an essential gap between the two, which cannot be made up by skills or experience.

Guilliman's cheeks felt a little hot. He felt that this meeting was terrible. First, the Wolf Cub insisted on coming to the meeting, and then his brother personally went out to duel with the Wolf.

The brothers and his warriors before him displayed a noble and solemn beauty, and the movements of these Caliban knights were graceful. But what about those wild wolves?

Faffnir and his wolves reeked of alcohol, and these Fenris drunkards were not even fully sober yet.

And in front of them, Guilliman felt that his image was collapsing. He was no longer the Lord of Macragge, but the leader of a group of rogue savages.

The millions of Macragge's people had gathered here, a magnificent and rare scene that deserved to be remembered, but he felt that the solemn ceremony had turned into a farce.

Faffnar did not flinch at all. He just roared and swung the battle axe in an instant.

"Hiccup - Allfather and Ruth bless us!"

He even burped.

It was a shocking attack, without any build-up of force or prelude, it just came so suddenly.

Even Guilliman cheered for him in his heart. It was a beautiful blow.

However, Ryan remained unmoved. He didn't even step back or dodge.

His deep black eyes simply watched Faffnir's movements, then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the handle of the power axe. This was an extremely dangerous move, because Faffnir had already activated the decomposition field, and this crazy guy didn't hold back at all.

The crackling energy field of the decomposition force field stopped in front of the Lion King, and no matter how hard Faffnal tried, he could not cross the millimeter distance.

The leader wolf only felt that his power axe was firmly clamped by a 10,000-ton industrial hydraulic press and could not move at all.

The next moment, the Lion King used his free left hand to punch out, hitting the wolf's helmet just right.

The adamantium helmet emitted high-frequency vibrations. The Lion King's terrifying skills allowed almost all of his power to penetrate the shock-absorbing components and act on the skull and brain inside.

As expected, the wolf leader fell to his knees. He felt the world spinning and everything in front of him was going dark.

Ryan frowned slightly and retracted his fist. The strange power armor was a little beyond his expectations.

That punch should have knocked Faffnir unconscious for a few days, but now the wolf leader just knelt on the ground for a while and then stood up again.

The lion evaluated the value of this new type of protective gear in his mind. If Hou Guin and the others were on the field, it would not be so easy to win.

It seems that this is the trump card that Guilliman has played recently, the adamantium armor?

Thoughts flashed through his mind. Ryan had already figured out the characteristics of the adamantium armor, and he was also thinking about how to quickly kill such an enemy.

If it is necessary to attack the more fragile goggles and joint interfaces of the armor without using weapons of mass destruction, the fit between the helmet and the armor is not unbreakable, and the helmet can be removed using skills.

Of course, this is from the perspective of the Lion King. To remove the helmet of a fully armed Space Marine, one must have an enemy at least at the Primarch level, both in terms of strength and skill.

An Astartes of the same level would only face a humanoid tank that could not be chopped or stopped.

"If we use psychic means, the Sandalwood Order's neural whip or psychic body devourer or personality body devourer may be more effective."

Adamantite Armor is indeed a defensive means that can be immune to most damage, but it is not invincible.

Excessive saturation bombardment, some ancient relic-level weapons, and psychic attacks can also break through defenses and directly harm Space Marines in power armor.

After all, if the soldiers inside die, no matter how strong the armor is, it will be of no use.

After Faffnal recovered for a while, Ryan turned off the decomposition field of the power axe and threw it back.

"You have got what you wished for, my lord." Faffnal held the battle axe in his hand and fought with Ryan Johnson personally. It was a supreme honor.

Having lost to the lion himself, the wolves of Faffnar howled and embraced their alpha wolf. In the eyes of these Fenrisians, this was a sign of respect from the Dark Angels.

Hou Guin and Redros also showed extremely brilliant smiles. This time in the duel with these noisy wild wolves, the Dark Angels won.

With the little episode with the space husky, the alienation between Lion and Guilliman faded a lot, and Roche also saw something.

If Houguin and Redros were allowed to duel with Faffnir, firstly, it would be difficult for both sides to quickly determine the winner, and secondly, it would be easy for them to lose control and cause unnecessary casualties, which would be disadvantageous to both legions, as well as the Ultramarines Legion.

They were originally holding a military parade here to show their strength to each other and then talk about unity. If bloodshed occurred in this process, it would undoubtedly cast a shadow.

The lion's personal action was a hint to everyone present, especially Roboute, that he would have no scruples.

If he finds something suspicious, Ryan will take action immediately.

This is a warning and even more a threat. The lion is showing his position and attitude to deter all dangerous elements with rebellious intentions.

As the two Primarchs chatted and laughed, everyone slowly walked towards the famous Hera Castle in Macragge.

There, Guilliman would have some more private conversations with the Lion.

(End of this chapter)