Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

(In the background, Ferrus is against the use of combat psykers. This may be because his good friend Fulgrim supports the use of psykers. In order to avoid embarrassing his friend, he did not use such harsh words.)

"Lord Balder is our friend. Maybe there are some problems with his fighting method, but the Emperor has not made a clear statement, so he is free to fight however he wants. Do you understand?" Ferrus said after taking a deep breath.

"Yes, my lord." Dukain bowed. However, he still had doubts about the ability of such a barbaric guy to solve the problem. He was worried that Santo's naivety would fool him, making the already embarrassed Iron Hands even more embarrassing!

"He is the disciple of the Master of the Seal, the most favored one. He can even contact the Master of the Seal at any time. We may not like to use psychic powers, but we should respect psychics who are absolutely reliable. Especially when they are helping you solve problems." Ferrus sighed and revealed an inside information to Du Kain.

"Okay, I will complete the task well." Du Kain said immediately, and this time he was not just paying lip service.

As the former commander of the Tenth Legion, he understood better than most what kind of person the Sigillite was. For someone he trusted, Du Kain naturally had no problem saying it. His dislike for psychic energy stemmed from his belief that it was unreliable. But with the Sigillite's guarantee, how could it possibly be unreliable? Problem solved!

Chapter 86: Clean and neat (6K chapter!!)

"My lord, the Iron Hands Legion's fleet has arrived to welcome us." The servant beside him reported to Balder.

"Very well, let's get ready to go," Balder nodded. He wasn't on his flagship at the moment. This was Balder's first time conducting such a mission, so he had to be efficient. So, the Endless Journey set out first, scouting the area where the target navigation station might be located. Then, if necessary, they could consider whether the Endless Journey could forcibly jump over.

"This specification is fine." Balder looked at the Iron Hands fleet lined up in the distance to welcome him. He was quite satisfied. After all, the specifications were met. "Prepare to transfer to Stormbirds, let's go." At this time, his honor guard was already ready in the hangar, waiting only for him to arrive before they could set off. After making all the arrangements, Balder officially began this diplomatic mission.

Half an hour later, when Balder walked on Dukain's flagship with his Centurion Terminator, he carefully observed the Iron Hands' guard of honor around him.

The formations, like a jungle of steel, the banners bearing the Legion's glory, and the war machines displayed on both sides of the hangar, showcasing the Iron Hands' skill and prowess, fully embody the character of the Iron Hands. Iron Hero's battle cry, "Steel inside and out," might even be more apt for the Iron Hands. And with their expertise in limb modification, perhaps the Iron Hands truly are made of steel inside and out. After all, they arguably possess the closest combat philosophy to the Mechanicus among the Space Marine Chapters.

"A group of steel, calculating," Baldur said of the Tenth Legion. "But they're a bit too obsessed with the convenience of steel and technology." Simply put, the Iron Hands are eager to achieve mechanical ascension. This idea might be acceptable in a purely technological world, but this is Warhammer. Who dares to rely solely on technology? Not even spare ribs!

"Alright, just be yourself. Don't be nervous." Balder also took the time to take care of his guards. Compared to the Tenth Legion, whose military achievements had earned Horus' praise and Abaddon's admiration, these young men under his command were naturally in awe of them.

When they faced the Tenth Legion's procession, they were even worse off than when they faced the Dark Angels. After all, their styles differed. The Dark Angels were aloof, boasting countless honors and masterful tactics, but they kept them hidden, and the glory they revealed was merely a glimpse into years of war. They exuded a sense of aloofness and mystery, yet lacked the sense of oppression. But now, the Iron Hands were different. They were unleashing their full might, unrestrained.

At this time, Dukain was also observing the leader of the Space Wolves and the guards behind him.

"His guards are unworthy of him." This was Dukain's first thought upon seeing the enemy! Those attendants, clad in Centurion Terminator power armor, appeared imposing and imposing on the surface. However, they lacked the inner experience and composure of a seasoned warrior. While this display might have been intimidating to outsiders, facing a true hero like Dukain, a veteran of countless battles, these young wolves were far behind.

Du Kain had no interest in these newcomers. He only took a few glances, one at the Wolf Warriors, the others at the Centurion Power Armor. "You know what, this thing is really good." After carefully examining the large Terminator Power Armor, Du Kain nodded with satisfaction.

Du Kain focused all his remaining energy on Balder. When he saw Balder for the first time, Du Kain felt amazed. It was a combination of bravery and wisdom. Even though the latter was wearing a huge Sky Punisher power armor and looked tall and mighty, he could still see an aura unique to a wise man on Balder's face. His eyes were dark and deep, and there was an inexplicable attraction.

His expression was formal with a hint of smile, which made him feel respected and close. No one would have any ill will towards a powerful person who respected him and showed closeness. Considering what the Primarch had revealed to him before, Dukain's concerns about Balder immediately disappeared.

"It seems psychic powers can be used not only against enemies but also against our own people. At least it's quite useful for beautifying the face." Balder observed Dukain's reaction with great satisfaction. However, this time, Balder's understanding was somewhat distorted. He had used psychic powers to adjust his appearance, but not entirely, but rather a more advanced method. If one must make an analogy, it could be understood as a kind of divine visage!

"Welcome, respected Supreme Lord Commander of the Space Wolves Legion. I am Ducain, and I have come to greet you by order of the great Primarch of the Iron Hands, Lord Ferrus. I hope we can work together on the road to human conquest of the galaxy." Ducain first walked towards Balder and expressed his welcome, while the Iron Hands warriors in the hall used the sound of knocking on their breastplates to show their fortitude and tenacity.

"I am deeply grateful for the welcome from the Primarch of the Iron Hands and Commander Ducain. Here, I can appreciate the strength and past glory of the Iron Hands Legion. I believe that under the leadership of Lord Ferrus, the Iron Hands Legion and you will usher in new glory." Balder's response was simple and appropriate. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two sides quickly got down to business.

"So, the Iron Hands Legion just needs us to find that hidden navigation station and the passage to get there?" Balder replied after listening to Dukain's introduction.

"Yes, we just need to find that damn navigation station, or you can help us capture the navigator or astropath of the Mesis people. We have tried to board them many times, but they always get rid of these people before we arrive." Du Kain said helplessly.

"It may take some time to find the location of the navigation station, but if we just want to catch a tongue, we can do it anytime. We can even catch the other party now, and then we will go to see the Primarch." Balder said after thinking for a while.

"Can I do it now?!" After hearing Balder's words, Du Kain's eyes lit up and he immediately smiled. If his previous liking for Balder was based on his appearance, then Balder now really suited Du Kain's taste. He did things cleanly and efficiently, without any pretense. Especially for someone like Du Kain.

"You are responsible for finding the target warship and destroying their shields. Then I will release a psychic energy to the navigation room and the astronomical room to knock them all out." Bader said as he looked at the information provided by Du Kain.

In reality, the Iron Hands had already captured numerous Mysis warships and mapped their structures in considerable detail, clearly identifying the key locations. Balder remained confident in his ability to accomplish this. After all, during the First Battle of the Fang, Magnus had, in a single blow, obliterated the entire Astronomican Hall of the Fang to prevent the Wolves from sending out a distress signal! He had merely stunned a few psykers in a single cabin, a mere trifle insignificant.

"Psychic power? Won't there be any problems? I've seen psychics before, and they easily make mistakes because psychic power is inherently contrary to common sense and difficult to control." Du Kain said with a slight frown.

"Let the facts speak for themselves," Balder sighed. He didn't want to argue with Ducain about these issues, because the Iron Hands' psychic prowess was truly low. For example, in the background, you wouldn't be able to find any even remotely reputable Iron Hands think tanks from the 30th century. After all, even legions like the Wolf Order had Ahriman's psyker friends. To be considered by Professor Ahriman was a testament to their skill, but the Iron Hands truly didn't have any!

Psionics are dangerous and prone to corruption, but you can't avoid them. After all, if you don't, your enemies will. The Warhammer universe is full of psionics experts. Therefore, using psionics requires a certain degree of control, and the standard of this degree varies from person to person.

"Okay, I'll report this to the Primarch. As long as he agrees, we'll act immediately," Ducain said. Thus, the final decision fell to Ferrus. Ferrus decisively agreed to proceed, but afterward, he wanted to see Balder.

"The jumps of the Mysis people are very unique. They don't make long-distance jumps, but short jumps. Therefore, they often appear in some star systems, and sometimes we have to sit back and wait for them." On Dukain's flagship, the former commander of the Stormrunner Legion introduced the situation to Balder.

"Then let's get started." Balder's answer was clear and concise!

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The operation had already begun three days ago, and as Dukain had said, their fleet's mission was to wait and see. Intelligence indicated that within the next few hours to a day, a Messian fleet would enter, using this as a springboard to reach one of their secret navigation stations. So, everyone just waited.

Of course, the wait wasn't in vain. Ducain had made preparations. The fleet was concealed by special Iron Hands equipment, emitting minimal signals and making it difficult to detect. Meanwhile, the Mechanicus sages within the fleet had also prepared equipment to prevent the enemy from escaping. Balder was particularly interested in some of these items, and he wanted to retrieve some of them sometime. It must be said that the Iron Hands were truly technologically advanced.

Dukain was also discussing psychic powers and navigation with Balder. Clearly, while the renowned former legion commander disliked psychic powers, he was a practical man and now was willing to learn more about them. Balder was a true expert in navigation, and the conversation between the two sides was a mutually beneficial one. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say both sides enjoyed themselves.

Of course, business still needs to be done. The whole plan is about how to kidnap people. After selecting the target warship, the Iron Hands fleet will quickly overload the opponent's shield, and then Balder will prepare to release psychic energy to knock out all the people in the target cabin. Next, the Iron Hands Terminators will first teleport and occupy these cabins to ensure the safety of key personnel. As for how to control the warship or other things later, in theory, Balder doesn't have to worry about it.

"I'll go over and take a look too. There might be some other things up there." Balder felt that those guys in the Iron Hands who were not good at psychic powers might have missed something, so he made a suggestion.

"Absolutely no problem," Dukain agreed. After all, he suspected that when the Iron Hands boarded the ship before, in addition to failing to capture anyone, they might have overlooked something.

Opportunities favor those who are prepared. The Iron Hands fleet's efforts were finally rewarded. After seven Terran hours, a shattered fleet emerged from the void. Unfortunately, they ran into the Iron Hands' ambush fleet!

"Leave their flagship behind. All other warships will be destroyed unless they surrender!" Seizing the opportunity, Dukain naturally didn't hesitate, and the Iron Hands' firepower was indeed fierce! Just a few minutes into the battle, the first Mysis cruiser was destroyed, reduced to a dazzling display of fireworks. Then the second! The third!

At this time, Balder had already arrived at the flagship's psychic communication tower. The two sides were a bit far apart, and Balder needed to use the equipment of the psychic communication tower to accurately deliver psychic energy. After all, it was his first time doing this, and he was doing it alone, so safety was the first priority.

"The enemy flagship's shield has been destroyed! We are attacking other areas except the target cabin! You can act now." As Du Kain's voice came from the ship's communication system, Bader was finally ready to take action.

If the Thousand Sons, the psionic masters of the 30K era, still needed to use meditation to enhance their psionic powers and use complicated spellcasting movements to release their psionic powers, then Balder could be described as being completely free when using his psionic powers. As long as he wanted to do something, his subconscious would tell him whether he could do it, and then he could just follow the steps.

Dukain's flagship temporarily lowered its shields. Without the shield's interference, Balder could clearly see the distant Mysis flagship. Entering a state of clairvoyance, he could even see the situation in any cabin across from him. Countless souls shone densely within the hull, their varying brightness indicating the strength of their mental powers. The brightest light was at the navigator and the astropath. If the souls of those around them were mere fireflies, then the people in those two locations were like light bulbs.

After the discovery, it was locked. As Balder concentrated his energy, the target cabin was marked by Balder's psychic power, not only the psychics in it, but also all the people and some equipment and objects emitting a special aura. Balder felt that there seemed to be some kind of psychic creation in it.

Balder raised the Wind Rider Spear in his hand, and psychic flames danced on the slender spear. The psychic communication tower on the battleship had been transformed into a special mode, which could accurately project Balder's psychic energy onto the opposite battleship. Compared with the previous aiming and locking, Balder's speed of extracting psychic energy was almost completed in an instant!

The Iron Hands astropaths present felt only a gentle breeze, followed by a burst of psychic energy from the Windrider's spear, projected by the psychic communication tower onto a distant target. An invisible bolt of lightning, traversing the vast distance between them, struck the opposing warship almost without a trace. Their arrival was so sudden and so stealthy!

A moment later, on the flagship of the Mesis people, the astropaths who were trying their best to contact the headquarters felt that there seemed to be some voice ringing in their heads, like a whisper, making them drowsy. The more tenacious ones could still stand up staggeringly, but within a few seconds, they lost control of their bodies and fell to the ground. Not only the psychics, but all the mortals in the psychic communication room and the surrounding cabins also fainted within a dozen seconds.

Most of them were unaware they were under attack until their consciousness was about to fall asleep. As the people in the cabin fell like wheat being cut, the equipment in the cabin was still running, but there was no one in sight who was still working. Such a strange scene suddenly appeared on this warship!

In the navigator's area, their performance was no better than their colleagues'. The officers monitoring them were even worse, their instincts immediately lost. In the center of the navigation room, the resonating psychic crystal suddenly stopped vibrating, and half of the communication was cut off. It seemed that the equipment, originally mechanical, had also been affected by Balder's psychic energy and fell into a deep sleep. As Balder predicted, the enemy had lost their combat effectiveness. They couldn't even commit suicide!

"Tell Commander Dukain that we can go and capture prisoners." After Bader finished speaking, he stood up and headed for the warship's transmission area. He also wanted to go up and take a look.

With the flash of a teleportation, swarms of Terminators appeared on the bridge of the Mysis. Dukain personally led his attendants to the warship's most important psychic communication area and navigation station. At first, the Iron Hands remained vigilant, but when they entered these areas, they were greeted not by enemy guns and blades, but by a group of people lying unconscious on the ground in a twisted state.

"Check their status!" Du Kain ordered.

"They didn't suffer any external injuries. We also conducted a simple brain examination. Their condition was very strange. If I didn't know that these people had been attacked by psychic energy beforehand, I would have thought they were anesthetized. All kinds of physiological conditions are very stable." A pharmacist said after sampling and checking several people.

"What a strange ability! I would rather face the enemy's guns and artillery than die in obscurity." A servant nearby said with a sigh as he looked at the Mysis man lying on the ground.

"Okay, quickly capture the valuable prisoners, and tell the Iron Snake and the automatic artillery team to take care of the enemies in the remaining areas!" Du Kain ordered loudly.

"This is definitely the easiest boarding mission I've ever conducted." Looking at the unconscious personnel scattered across the ground, Du Kain was surprised, and his fear of psychic energy also increased to a higher level. Of course, this fear was also accompanied by a slight hint of anticipation.

He hadn't expected to see a third psychic so powerful, besides the Emperor and the Sigillite, who could instantly neutralize hundreds of enemies with a single psychic attack. Judging from Balder's condition, his brother seemed to be in good shape. He wasn't sure if this attack was due to Balder's own strength or the help of the battleship's psychic navigation tower.

"Immediately carry out the plan. Control all target personnel, control all thinker terminals, and protect the data in them. Then we will occupy this battleship." While Du Kain gave the order, he also glanced at Bader.

"What are you looking at?" A moment later, after handing the task to his adjutant, Du Kain walked towards Balder openly, while the latter was observing a crystal in the center of the navigation room.

"It really wasn't a wasted trip, I see." Balder smiled. "The navigator and the warp route map are all part of this navigation system, but not complete. There's also this crystal infused with psychic energy. It can resonate with something far away, and then guide the warship's warp navigation. Only then can we have a complete navigation system."

"It seems that there is a reason why the Mysis people can maintain such a scale during turbulent times. Their navigation system is indeed recommended," said Du Kain.

"Okay, pack these things up, and then my mission is complete. If possible, I hope to meet the Primarch. After all, we have only found the key to victory now, and there are other things to do."

Balder didn't tell Dukain the truth, or rather, only part of it. The Mysis's navigation system was like this, but how they found their way through the treacherous subspace of the Boyun was another question. Balder had the answer to this question, but he didn't tell Dukain.

"Thank you again for your help. I believe you will be able to meet the Primarch soon." Du Kain said.

"I look forward to meeting the honorable Primarch of the Iron Hands. I believe we will have a lot in common," Balder said with satisfaction.

Then, the rest of the story fell into place. The Mysis flagship erupted in a barrage of gunfire. The Iron Hands, using their skillful tactics and coordinated tactics, easily crushed the enemy's resistance, clearing every area of ​​the warship.

Dozens of minutes later, with the surrender of the Mysis people, the big trouble that had been plaguing the Iron Hands Legion had been resolved by more than half. From the arrival of Balder to now, it had only taken a total of 3 days!

Chapter 87: First Meeting with Ferrus

"Father, there's a message from Lord Dukain." Gabriel Santo came to Ferrus and whispered.

"Really? I hope it's good news." Ferrus came back to his senses from his thoughts and looked at his offspring.

"This is good news. With the help of His Excellency Balder, Supreme Lord Commander of the Space Wolves, Lord Ducain has captured the enemy's navigation and communications personnel and obtained all the necessary information. We have determined the target's location. As long as we wait for the right time, we can solve the problem once and for all."

Santo said in a somewhat complicated tone, "The Iron Hands Legion had spent five Terran moons solving this problem! I, too, had been traversing space for at least three months, with no results. And yet, Balder had managed it in less than a week!" This all left the proud Medusan feeling incredibly confused, even to the point of doubting his own life.

"Show me the battle report." A hint of surprise crossed Ferrus's face. But he was mostly delighted. After all, the problem that had plagued the Legion for nearly half a year had been solved!

The brevity of the battle report, however, surprised Ferrus. It contained no complex tactical planning, no bloody yet efficient combat, and no honor-filled melee. Basically, the Iron Hands first destroyed the target ship's shields, then Balder unleashed a psychic attack. Ducain then went in to pick up the enemy, and that was it…

"All this is beyond rational and scientific understanding." Ferrus frowned. He had never seen such powerful and precise psychic power. That's right, precise. In an instant, knocking out hundreds of crew members in various positions and mental states was even more difficult to control than simply killing them. It had to be said that Balder's psychic prowess exceeded Ferrus's understanding. After all, Magnus hadn't returned yet.

"Tell the Sigillite all this," Ferrus said after a moment's hesitation. The Emperor was very busy, and even for his descendants, it was difficult to contact him directly. But the Sigillite was more convenient. Of course, one of the important reasons Ferrus could easily contact the Sigillite right now was that not many of the Emperor's descendants had returned.

"What if the Sigillite thinks Balder's actions are okay?" Santo asked with some concern. Ferrus could understand Balder's caution. After all, a psychic like him could easily stun hundreds of people, so if he lost control, the consequences would be disastrous. However, Balder was Santo's savior, and they had a good conversation. Santo didn't want to let any grudges between them arise.

"If there are no problems, Balder will become the most distinguished guest of the Iron Hands Legion. My brother regards him as an ally, so I will also regard him as a friend. Then I will meet him in person and discuss issues of psychic power or witchcraft with him." Ferrus answered very straightforwardly.

While awaiting the Sigillite's response, Ferrus used this time to mobilize his fleet and prepare. According to news from the front, the subspace lanes to the target planet were expected to be accessible to large fleets in ten days. Therefore, the decisive battle would take place in ten days. For Ferrus, war preparations were unimportant; Santo could handle all the problems. His primary concern now was the Sigillite's response and his meeting with Balder.

However, to Ferrus's surprise, the Sigillite not only responded quickly, but the two also had a video call!

"Sir, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to answer my questions." When the call was connected, Ferrus even felt a little flattered. After all, the Seal Master was really busy.

"Ferus, I understand your concerns, and I agree with your perspective. Psionics is indeed a dangerous ability, but it is also indispensable. And in this universe, among countless human races, there are always some special and stable beings. Some of their actions may exceed the common people's expectations, even causing unease and fear, but they also serve the destiny of humanity and are just as brave and fearless warriors."

"I understand your unease about psykers, but rest assured, Balder is controllable. Furthermore, there are brothers among you who are renowned for their psychic abilities and prophecies. The Empire's pursuit of rationality extends beyond technology and administration, and also encompasses the control of psychic powers. I'm pleased that you remain vigilant regarding psychic powers. Balder will also inform me of his actions; after all, he is my disciple, and if he does anything inappropriate, I will warn him and even educate him. Your father also intended this." The Sigillite smiled throughout the conversation, as if trying to ease a minor conflict between two younger generations.

The Emperor was now somewhat conflicted. On the one hand, he believed that psychic powers should not be promoted at this stage, as they carried great risks. But on the other hand, after seeing the inner essence of Balder's soul, he had some new ideas.

Therefore, the Emperor added a further point to the still-unformed Imperial Truth: a reporting system and limited use of psychic powers. Using psychic powers was permitted, but any psychic powers exceeding a certain intensity must be reported! Psychics were also subject to strict management. Anything personally approved by the Emperor or the Sigillite was legal. Otherwise, it was illegal.

In the Emperor's view, a being like Balder would naturally not lose control when using this level of psychic power. As for being targeted by the evil god? If it were easy for him to be targeted, Balder would definitely not be alive today.

"Does father know about this too? I'm really sorry to bother you with such a small matter." Ferrus lowered his head.

"Your father admires your rationality and prudence. Balder can be a bit erratic at times, so if that makes you unhappy, I hope you can forgive me."

"You're being serious. Quite the contrary. Your student has just helped me solve a major problem." A smile crossed Ferrus's face, the last remaining knot in his heart finally untangled. Meanwhile, he pondered the Sigillite's words. Besides the Sigillite's desire for a good relationship between them, Ferrus was most concerned about the Emperor's assessment of him. Rationality and prudence? Was this what my father expected of me?

Ferrus considered himself rational, but cautious? Uh, uh, uh, uh. Ferrus felt he was still far from being rational. And so, at this moment, fate took another turn. Balder had painstakingly tried to make Ferrus cautious and not stubborn. However, on the other hand, the Sigillite's unintentional actions had only partially fulfilled his promise! What a twist of fate!

"Send a message to Santo and tell him to get ready. We will give the commander of the brother legion enough courtesy!" Ferrus ordered after the meeting.

Three days later, on the Iron Hands Chapter flagship, Balder finally met Ferrus. The ceremony was simple, as they were still in the midst of battle. Besides him and Ferrus, there were only a few attendants present. Passing by a command room, Balder's eyes flickered with envy as he watched Ducain and his men efficiently processing data. After all, he'd been the one doing this work back in the Space Wolves!

Balder's reaction did not escape Ferrus's eyes. Seeing the envy in Balder's eyes, Ferrus was also very happy in his heart. After all, these people were his children. As an old father, he would naturally be happy for his children's outstanding performance. In particular, Balder, this powerful and wise existence, could affirm the abilities of Du Kain and others, which further satisfied Ferrus' vanity.

"Go to my private quarters and take a look. I'll leave the work here to my subordinates," Ferrus said with a smile. In his eyes, Balder was not only powerful and wise, but also someone who wasn't very good at hiding his emotions. He would envy something good and take a second look at something curious. Ferrus lowered his guard against such a guy. After all, as a straightforward person, Ferrus naturally didn't like communicating with someone whose thoughts were too complicated.

"I sincerely admire you for possessing such a powerful, efficient, and valiant Legion." Walking through the cabin of the flagship, the Iron Fist, Baldur carefully observed everything. Everything here fulfilled his fantasy of a rugged, high-tech Legion. Excellent commanders, battle-hardened warriors, a mature system, advanced technology. Add to that the love and obedience within the Legion for their Primarch, and a commander like Ferrus, and the Iron Hands' strength was well-founded.

"The Tenth Legion is indeed a glorious and great legion, and as its new commander, I need to help him reach a higher level." Ferrus said happily after seeing the admiration in Balder's eyes without any distractions.

"Yes, as legion leaders, we share this in common." Balder nodded, his thoughts returning to his family's flock of huskies. It wasn't that Russ's family-like approach to his subordinates was bad; after all, there were many ways to achieve a goal. But as a legion, no matter how you lead your troops, at least they should be able to fight, right?

The two men chatted as they arrived at Ferrus's cabin. As the door closed, Ferrus's expression changed slightly. After all, it was impossible for two legion leaders to meet without discussing business. Ferrus was also willing to ask for advice in areas where he was not proficient but needed it. After all, discussing psychic powers with the disciples of the Sigillite was not shameful.

"I am shocked by your attainments in psychic powers. Before this, I never thought that a psychic could solve my big problem so easily. So what do you think of psychic powers?" asked Ferrus.

"Psychic power is dangerous, but it is also necessary. We must be cautious and never cross the line. It is dangerous to treat psychic power as non-existent. And to rely solely on psychic power is foolish and degenerate." Balder said after thinking for a moment.

Ever since directly purifying a battleship, Balder had felt his psychic powers explode. Even now, Balder didn't know the limits of his current abilities, fearing the temptation to try them with all his might. He constantly strengthened his spirit, honing his psychic control. He recognized the terrifying power of his psychic gifts, but also believed that if he were ever on the verge of disaster, the mark left by the Eldar god would pull him back. But Balder's heart was filled with alarm.

As for the priests of the Wolf Pack, Balder managed them very strictly. They were not allowed to use psychic powers except in combat, and they were required to undergo regular mental tests. In addition, he actively developed equipment to control and limit psychic powers. In the process, Balder was surprised to find that some of Fenris's "local specialties" seemed to have some inhibitory or promoting effects on psychic powers.

For example, a wolf tail from a certain Fenris wolf can reduce the effectiveness of an opponent's psychic attacks (a nod to a certain rulebook). And weapons made from bones said to be from the Kraken can enhance psychic power. As for the principle behind this? Balder could understand the latter, after all, the Fenrisian Kraken was said to be a lost insect... Having psionic enhancements was normal. But as for the wolf tail, Balder truly didn't understand it. It was even more mysterious than the Tyranids!

"You haven't been overwhelmed by the power of psychic energy, but have always remained cautious. This is admirable." After hearing Balder's words, Ferrus was in awe. After being PUAed by the Sigillite two days ago, Ferrus really took the word "caution" to heart.

"And I did not do well in some aspects. I was obsessed with steel and tactics, but ignored other powerful forces, which put my legion in trouble for a time." Ferrus made a self-reflection with a serious expression.

"?!" Balder was stunned by Ferrus's answer. He didn't know what had caused Ferrus to become so humble. He thought, could this war have such a huge impact on him?

"Your Legion has at least come a long way on the road of steel and technology, while my Legion is just getting started." Balder was not trying to flatter, but now the Iron Hands really had the capital to be proud.

"If the Space Wolves Legion needs it, we can help each other on the battlefield and collaborate on technology. After all, you should also be a commander who advocates technology. The Centurion Terminator is really a very good invention." Ferrus said.

"It's just that we used some unique minerals on the planet Fenris." Balder said modestly.