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

Chapter 351 Cats and Dogs 2.0 (Please subscribe)

As Chagatai Khan left a glorious scar on Qin Xin, the atmosphere of the meeting suddenly became heated.

Roche and Sanguinius led the applause, expressing their approval of the White Scars' glorious revenge. As one of the high-ranking commanders of the Traitor Legion, Eidolon's head was indeed of great weight.

Even the meticulous Rogal Dorn and the silent Lion King expressed their praise.

Amid the applause of the crowd, the last Primarch who had not yet arrived, Leman Russ of the Space Wolves, finally arrived.

The tall Fenris Wolf King had long golden hair, which was braided into a special bun according to the custom of Fenris. A huge wolf skin was draped over his shoulders. Even at first glance, Luo Xi could feel the heroic temperament emanating from the other party.

Faffnir Bloodbred, who had just been envious of the White Scars, was the first to pounce and attack his genetic father. Then Leman Russ's iron fist smashed down, knocking his son to the ground.

There was only a loud bang, and the Wolf Lord was thrown to the ground with his armor. Even though he only heard the heart-shaking sound, Luo Xi felt a pang of pain in his teeth.

Space Wolves, is this how you greet everyone?

Fortunately, Faffnal was strong enough, and he only lay on the ground for a second, then he climbed up nimbly and knelt on one knee to salute his wolf king.

"Who is this……"

Luo Xi's attention was not entirely focused on the carefree Wolf King Leman Russ. In fact, the person who caught his eye was an old man who followed Russ and was always a few steps behind him.

The man was dressed in a light grey hooded robe, the standard attire of many human officials. Half of his face was covered by the overly long brim of the hat, and in his right hand he was holding an Imperial Sky Eagle Scepter with a flame on the top.

This person seemed ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he was like an invisible black hole that sucked in all the attention.

"That is the person my father trusts most and the actual ruler of the empire, Malcador, the Prime Minister and the Seal Holder of the Empire." Sanguinius' voice sounded just right, introducing the other party's identity to Roxi.

Makado...

Luo Xi's heartbeat speed suddenly accelerated. Even when facing those primarchs he had never met, he did not have such emotions.

He knew that Malcador was not only a mortal, but also an immortal and a powerful psychic. It was said that his psychic power was second only to that of the Lord of Mankind and the Red King Magnus, making him almost the most powerful mortal.

"I have too many questions that I want answers to. I wonder if the prime minister can give me an answer." Luo Xi thought to himself.

As the Regent of the Empire of Mankind, in the absence of the Emperor, Malcador was the representative of the Lord of Mankind, but he was very low-key and just sat quietly at a seat at the conference table.

Malcador stretched his waist, taking this rare opportunity to relax.

If the political affairs and decisions that Guilliman had to make were already cumbersome and heavy enough, then they were nothing compared to those of Malcador.

When the Emperor was away at war, the normal operation and logistical management of the entire Empire were all in the hands of the Imperial Chancellor. Malcador's power and influence in the Empire could not be rivaled by anyone except the Emperor.

He is the supervisor of the Empire's tithes, the head of the new Terran Council and related administrative agencies. It can be said that he is the embodiment of the human bureaucracy in the entire galaxy.

As Roche was observing the Imperial Chancellor, the other party noticed his gaze and made eye contact with Roche for a second.

Then, Malcador smiled at Roxi in a friendly manner, and there seemed to be something else hidden in his smile.

He knows me? This thought suddenly occurred to Luo Xi.

But then, Malcador shifted his gaze, stopping at Lion, Sanguinius and Dorn one by one.

Roche suppressed his thoughts temporarily. He knew very well that the reason why the Primarchs gathered on Dorn's Phalanx was not just to reminisce and keep in touch.

This is a very important Primarch-level meeting. All the top figures of the Empire will be present, and everyone will make suggestions for the Empire's next path and choices.

While it may not have a formal name, it will undoubtedly play an extremely important role. "This guy Faffnir... is really a copy of Leman Russ."

After watching the wolf king greet his cub enthusiastically, Luo Xi pounced on his big cat brother in Caliban.

"Ryan!"

Leman Russ had none of the dignity and manners of a Primarch, and he rushed towards the Lion King with a passion that could melt the ice and snow of a Fenrisian winter.

It was even difficult for Luo Xi to tell whether the wolf king wanted to say hello or really wanted to fight Ryan. His every move was full of natural power, as if a real ferocious giant wolf was attacking.

Ryan looked at this scene and suddenly felt a headache. Yes, this damn Fenris barbarian is here again. Can't he be more civilized?

The enthusiasm of the Wolf King was nothing like that of the icy Fenris. He warmly hugged the Lion King's waist, then used his back and lower limbs to exert strength and forcibly lifted the equally strong Ryan off the ground.

Just when Roche was wondering whether the other party would hit Lion like he did to Faffnir, Leman Russ put him down appropriately.

Leman Russ glanced at Lion's clenched fists, shrugged as if it was a joke, and said to the lion.

"Hey, hey, calm down my brother, I know you don't like such a warm welcome."

There were almost black lines on Ryan's face, but he still endured it. After all, seeing that the idiot Leman Russ was still alive and well, the joy was enough to offset his puzzling stupidity.

When Leman Russ went to punish Magnus on behalf of the Emperor, the Space Wolves suffered heavy casualties, and then encountered an encirclement by the Alpha Legion fleet, and lost track of them for a long time.

In the secret jungle of the Calibanites' hearts that never see the light of day, there had been concerns about Leman Russ. Lion didn't want to see Russ being torn apart by the traitors, even though he was a complete bastard!

"You know I don't like it, so why do you do it?" Ryan almost held back his anger as he questioned the grinning Leman Russ.

The Fenrisian laughed out loud, holding his stomach, as if he had heard an extremely hilarious joke. His voice was as loud as a war drum made of giant beast skin. Even at a considerable distance, Roxi could still feel the pain in his ears.

"You don't like it, but I do. After comprehensive consideration, I think it's more important for me to be happy."

Leman Russ's extremely simple answer was shocking. Even though he had heard of the Wolf King's heroic and unrestrained style, Luo Xi still felt a black screen before his eyes.

This Lord of Fenris is truly a wonderful man.

Veins bulged on Ryan's forehead, like an angry lion about to fight with the opponent who provoked him.

"Come on, Ryan, fight me like we did in the war with Duran." The Wolf King assumed a fighting stance, leaning forward, lowering his center of gravity, and spoke at the same time.

"My son told me that when he met you in Macragge, you said you were the champion of the Dark Angels." Russ smiled wildly, and followed suit. "Then I tell you, I am also the champion of the Sixth Legion. What? Do you want to compete with me?"

The verbal confrontation between the two noble Primarchs gradually evolved into a physical conflict. Llane put down his lion sword and let Houguin hold it instead. He also lowered his center of gravity to face the challenge of Leman Russ.

Just when the two were about to engage in physical combat, the imperial regent, who had been sitting in his seat without saying a word, gently knocked his scepter on the deck.

"Enough, you two," Malcador said quietly.

As the chancellor spoke, Leman Rust, who had been acting recklessly, suddenly changed his attitude. He ignored Lion and walked straight to sit next to Malcador.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin the meeting." Malcador made his statement, and Ryan temporarily suppressed the anger provoked by Leman Russ and sat at the table farthest from him.

Dorn sat at the head of the conference table. Next to him were Prime Minister Malcador and Wolf King Leman Russ. Jaghatai was sandwiched between Russ and Sanguinius, while Roche sat between Sanguinius and Llane.

(End of this chapter)