The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

Larrier replied, and after being beaten, he no longer had the arrogance he had before, and he took out the tooth without hesitation.

Veritus took it and examined it, and found that it was indeed the tooth of a nocturnal salamander, inlaid with fine gold wire for ceremonial purposes.

"The teeth of a nocturnal salamander. Just as you said. These creatures are only found on the Salamanders' homeworld. But how do I know this isn't a prank, that Vulkan gave this to your master?"

"You are our only hope against the orcs, and we will not lie about that."

Wangerich didn't think this was credible, but Veritus seemed quite satisfied with it:

"That's right. Only humanity can save this galaxy. There is only one path to peace, and that is when all worlds come under the rule of the God-Emperor!"

Saying that while the Battle Moon is still over Terra?

Larriel found it ironic, but he didn't dare to refute it. He went on to explain: "This tooth will guide them to find the Emperor's eighteenth son, Vulkan, the Lord of Fire Dragons. During this Ork crisis, he has returned from a corner of the galaxy and will lead you through this difficult time."

A Primarch.

Now that all the Primarchs have left the Empire for various reasons, the whereabouts of a Primarch is certainly attractive.

“How should this guide be used?”

Wangorich was more concerned about this.

"I will deliver him to your Emperor myself."

"Are you kidding me? He can't get up anymore."

"I can use my psychic powers to connect with him mentally, as long as you can let me get to the Golden Throne."

Wangerlich glanced back at the entrance to the Golden Throne, where the guards who had previously ordered no one to approach were standing guard. He knew this was impossible.

He confirmed with Larry again, but the other party made it clear that this was the only way.

Veritus shook his head regretfully. "I'm very grateful for the intelligence you brought me about Vulkan. I will have the Inquisition begin searching for information about Vulkan, but your role ends here."

He waved his hand to signal his men to execute Larriel, and Larriel quickly took out the black stone dagger from his arms.

"Actually, I have another mission. I need to deliver this dagger to someone."

"Who?"

"I don't know. The Great Prophet said I'll understand once I get to the Battle Moon."

"Battle Moon? Humph. Just an excuse to escape."

Veritus remained unmoved, but Wangorichi's eyes were drawn to the dagger.

He felt a vague calling, and although he never believed in fate, he felt that this dagger would be the key to defeating the orc warlord on the Battle Moon.

"We should keep him."

he suggested.

"Vangoliqi, I saved this Eldar from the Custodians. His life should be decided by me."

"I trust you do not wish to enter into a confrontation with the Court of Assassins."

Veritus looked at Wangerich in surprise. He had his own calculations about the entire situation on Terra and realized that Wangerich had a determination that he had not expected.

He pondered for a moment and handed Larriel to the Grand Master.

"I hope we can be allies, but only if you don't do anything stupid."

Wangorichi did not answer, he just left with the Eldar.

"Will you take me to the Battle Moon?"

Larry asked weakly.

"I will, but only after the final wall attack."

-

The High Lords' threat to the Last Wall collapsed after the Crusade's defeat.

All their criticisms of the Astartes were based on the Crusade's success in establishing a landing zone. But after the Crusade's failure, the High Lords were caught in a dilemma.

Some High Lords have privately contacted the Last Wall, begging them to move out as soon as possible to resolve Terra's crisis, even offering what they consider to be precious bargaining chips.

Of course, Kurland looked down on these chips, but he also hoped to resolve the siege of Terra as soon as possible.

After all, the Imperial Fists' duty was to defend Terra. Watching those High Lords jumping around like clowns certainly gave him pleasure, but he was more worried that allowing the Battle Moon to be abandoned would humiliate the glory passed down by their genetic father.

—Although Dorn himself seemed in no hurry at all.

"This seems different from fifteen hundred years ago?"

"I am protecting Terra, where my father is."

"what about now?"

Dawn fell silent.

His silence did not surprise Leon.

This was their first exchange since Dorn's return to the Phalanx.

Dorn disappeared after his return until the Battle Moon launched its attack on Terra. Wanting to speak with Leon, Dorn had the Phalanx guide Leon to meet him.

But he really doesn't know how to chat, and the conversation became awkward right at the beginning.

Fortunately, they still had a lot to talk about, so Li Ang changed the subject: "Let's talk about you. Should we be more open and honest now?"

Khorne's greed for Dorn gave Leon a certain understanding of the situation.

Dorn no longer concealed his feelings and frankly admitted, "In the Battle of the Iron Cage, I lost something... something more essential to myself. That battle was a conspiracy set by Perturabo, but I had to fight."

"He can do this?"

Leon was a little surprised, but he quickly remembered that Perturabo's own warp essence had also been snatched away by Fulgrim: "Oh..."

As expected of Mr. Ricky, he has a strong learning ability.

The Battle of the Iron Cage was a showdown between two feuding Primarchs, and also marked the Imperium's rebirth after the Heresy.

Dorn was originally the strongest opponent of the Codex Astartes, but after his legion was severely damaged, Guilliman was no longer hindered in promoting the Codex.

"I waited for many years, years spent visiting my father every day. But finally, I realized I must accept a new Empire, one without the Emperor, and even without us."

In this situation, even Dorn had to admit that Guilliman's ambitious ideas were the best for the Empire. But he had become the standard-bearer of the Codex opposition.

Just as if Horus had not been stuffed into puffs, the Grand Astartes who were dissatisfied with the Astartes being squeezed out of the center of power would have launched a rebellion.

The conflict between the supporters and opponents of the Codex has long been irreconcilable. Dorn must personally eliminate the opposition's military support in order to save the empire from a new civil war.

That is the real reason why the Iron Cage War began.

"Even if that battle is meaningless, it is better than letting our descendants die in a new imperial civil war."

This would explain why Dorne has become what it is now.

The Codex Astartes may not be considered the first, but it is certainly one of the third.

It was Guilliman's fault after all.

The Primarch's body structure is far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and injuries cannot be healed by conventional means.

But as long as they still hold onto the essence of the Warp, they will recover on their own, just like the Lion King Lion who is sleeping in the Stone Fortress and will sleep for another nine thousand years.

Dorne, having lost his essence, cannot do this.

He was still Dorn, but no longer the Primarch, and when his body was destroyed in a boarding battle behind the Iron Cage, he was trapped in the sarcophagus forever.

But he can still use the Psycho-Frame to fly the Gundam...

Leon had previously verified that the mental sensing framework relies on the size of the user's subspace projection. Dorn's ability shows that he still has a projection in the subspace - although there may be no essence in this projection, he is still a qualified container.

Perhaps by reclaiming the essence of the Warp, he could once again become Primarch Dorn?

However, if he were allowed to continue fighting, he would be more likely to be captured by Khorne before he could regain his essence, and forced to insert the subspace concept belonging to the Kobolds, forcibly transforming him into an Ascended Primarch in another sense.

After figuring out the whole story, Leon couldn't help but feel regretful. He knew that even if the mental framework could restore Dorne's fighting power, Dorne wouldn't have the chance to fight forever.

Khorne has always been shameless. If he really gets angry, he can just send eighty-eight Khorne Daemons to snatch people away. The mental framework will be useless.

It would have to be a Wangba-certified Shengun machine or Mazinger Z to hold the place.

Unfortunately, the latter is really impossible to achieve in Warhammer.

Dorn seemed to have long since accepted his fate. After Leon digested this information, he continued, "How do you plan to attack Battle Moon without me?"

His question was not groundless.

In fact, after the defeat of the Crusade, the Phalanx observed an unusual increase in Waaagh energy on the Battle Moon.

Although the reason is unknown, the orcs on this battle moon will definitely be much stronger than those on Covenant Port.

They had an army of four million, but numbers meant little to the orcs, who could manipulate the terrain. If they deployed their troops and engaged in a stalemate on a battle moon, no matter how many lives they sacrificed, it would not be enough.

"I won't engage them on Battle Moon. The remnants of the Crusade are still fighting on Battle Moon, and the Orks won't have 100% energy to fight us. After the Phalanx leads the fleet to destroy a certain amount of anti-aircraft firepower, our main force will serve as the vanguard and land on the relatively flat and difficult-to-maneuver open areas of Battle Moon, further distracting the Orks."

"But our true killing force is the Astartes. Your scions will serve as a decapitation force, taking advantage of the distraction of other forces to penetrate deep into the Battle Moon and directly decapitate the Ork warlord."

The battle moon on Covenant Harbor has proven that the Orc warlords are the key to maintaining the existence of the battle moon. As long as the enemy can be beheaded, this unscientific armed satellite will collapse on its own.

"Warp teleportation isn't feasible on a Battle Moon."

Dorn bluntly denied it, but Leon just patted his chest confidently.

"Don't worry, I have the confidence to do this."

After a few days of research, he became more and more aware of the magical effects of the Void Dragon's power.

Leon's gold finger is based on his ability to reproduce technological products from other universes in Warhammer in a way that I can think of. However, these technologies often become unsuitable due to restrictions here and there.

The most classic one is Leon's energy shield. The prototype of that technology is taken from the Protoss in "StarCraft". Every Protoss unit has this unique ion shield mixed with their personal psychic energy.

Leon reproduced this technology very early, but he stopped at bringing it to Warhammer and was unable to make further optimizations.

The power of the Void Dragon provides him with a unique perspective and a new understanding, allowing him to further adapt and optimize these technologies in a Warhammer way.

Although psychic power is not the Star God's specialty, the blessing He brought still allowed Leon to see the possibility of improving and even upgrading technology.

The specific details still need Leon to slowly figure out, but he can already use the spiritual energy in the soul stone to provide a remote shield like a certain archbishop who does not want to reveal his name, and he is working hard to improve the teleportation technology that allowed him to escape from Lava City.

Now, as long as he uses the soul stone to guide his psychic energy and deploys a few teleportation beacons, he can use this safer teleportation technology to teleport a certain number of troops to key locations without being affected by the Waaaagh's position.

Occam and his warband of the Expunged would pry the path to the Ork Warlord for him, and ultimately the remaining Astartes of the High Wall would use his assistance to ensure the success of the decapitation operation.

If all goes well, they will complete the operation on the Battle Moon in a short time, and the rest of their efforts will be spent on how to reorganize Terra.

It is worth mentioning that as the warp storm weakened, two more chapters arrived on Terra.

The first is called the Iron Knights, their Chapter Master is Malfoy. Although this Chapter was founded during the Second Founding, it is not well known.

The second one probably can't be called a chapter. They are an expeditionary force of the Black Templars, led by the Fearless Marshal Magnaric.

This was a very special marshal. Because of his unique status, he refused the call from Grand Marshal Bosimonde, returned to Terra with his expeditionary force, and brought the latest news of the Black Templars to the Final Wall.

PS: Although the Regent went to COS Sleeping Beauty, the legend of the Regent is everywhere in the world.

Chapter 208: The prototype of the immortality program.

Leon and other chapter masters including Dorn attended the welcoming ceremony for the two Astartes, the focus of which was naturally Magnaric.

A veteran of the Great Crusade, he had a great friendship with Warsmith Calcato, which was seen as a symbol of reconciliation between the two Legions. However, this friendship was shattered during the Heresy when the Iron Warriors joined the rebellion.

After that, Magnaric dedicated himself to hunting down Calcato. Even after being interred within the Dreadnought after the Heresy, he never fell into inactivity like the other Dreadnoughts did when not in combat.

Magnarik remained lucid, became the Grand Marshal of the Black Templars, and independently led an expeditionary force throughout the universe in search of the Iron Warriors.

This is also the reason why he refused the Grand Marshal's call and rushed to Terra.

"Looks like I came at the right time."

Although Magnarik could only speak through a loudspeaker, everyone could tell that the veteran once had a vulgar and loud voice: "Terra hasn't been eaten clean by those green bastards yet!"

No one cared about the arrogance of a man who hadn't slept in fifteen hundred years. Kurland stepped forward and welcomed the Marshal: "Your arrival is a gift from the Emperor. How is the Black Templars' battle outside of Terra?"

"Other battlefields? Ha!"

A faint electronic sound sounded like a fearless sneer: "He wanted to gather other forces in the empire through expeditions, but the more we expedition, the less power we have!"

"We lost three companies in the Pacific Star Region, and during the fleet decisive battle, we were ambushed by a green-skinned bastard named 'Priest', and lost a battleship and over two hundred brothers!"

"Bosimonde knows how to execute strategy, but he doesn't know how to respect his opponents. It's as if the beasts will piss themselves off as soon as he arrives!"