vncnus Chapter 574: Let Lemanrus stay on Fenris's Frozen Throne for 3 years!
Chapter 574: Let Lemanrus stay on Fenris's Frozen Throne for 3 years!
Chapter 574 Let Lemanrus stay on Fenris's Frozen Throne for thirteen thousand years!
"presumptuous!"
Lemanrus's stride became wider as he rapidly closed in on his son.
He looked as if he had suffered an unprecedented insult.
Bjorn's voice was incredibly shrill.
He lowered his head and looked at Bjorn, whose neck was stiff and whose suddenly dark forehead was almost touching the wolf head on the outside of the flight pack behind Bjorn.
Bjorn's attitude was as if to say, "If Lemanrus is so powerful, why would they need to bring a pack of wolves to rescue people?"
Do you still expect the wolves to listen to you?
Keep dreaming.
Was Bjorn wrong?
No.
Lemanrus took a deep breath, the toxins surging through his body with his blood, and the pain gushing from each wound was still vivid.
He was right.
Are you lecturing me?
I thought my dad would send his eldest sons over when he heard my call, but the eldest sons immediately started to contradict me.
"Correct."
Bjorn's attitude was very firm.
Of course, he was also very confident.
As the embodiment of Fenris's star soul, its numerical value, which allowed it to deal with Magnus thousands of years ago, goes without saying.
Just look at who raised these wolf cubs.
It has combat effectiveness, discipline, and culture, and it also perfectly preserves the unique characteristics of Fenris.
Do you think it was easy for him, all alone, to transform a group of anthropomorphic contestants into the approachable and heroic figures they are today?
Look at those wolf guards behind you, cheering and egging you on.
Bjorn glanced at his old buddies in the middle of the battlefield, still in a chaotic state, shouting "Get your act together!" "Good job!" "Don't embarrass yourselves!" and subconsciously frowned.
In the past, I would have boldly pulled out a shot of strong liquor, hugged each of them, and shared a drink with them before chaotically charging towards the wolf pack's next target under Ruth's leadership.
As for now, Bjorn just felt that the battlefield was still in such a mess and he couldn't stand looking at it.
What kind of behavior is this?
"Sigh~"
When Lemanrus realized that Bjorn wasn't just being spiteful, but genuinely intended to discipline himself as the Primarch, he also sensed something was amiss.
Leman Russ first glanced at the Thirteenth Company, which was eager to make a move but was outnumbered and outmatched, and then looked around at the Space Wolves, who all seemed eager to make a move but were patiently doing their own thing.
Ignoring the jeers from behind, his booming voice, which could clearly carry across the entire battlefield, seemed to make no ripples in the wolf pack that had already surrounded him.
These space wolves, far larger and better equipped than the Space Marines of the Great Crusade, guided Fenris's psionic energy to cut through the battlefield with the assistance of the think tank, coordinating the use of high-tech weapons and heavy armored vehicles to carve through gradually emerging defensive lines.
Then, under the cover of the naval fleet, they set up banners in various safe zones—banners they had never seen before, but which seemed to be of the same nature as Geller's position, except that they created a stable real-world by burning warp demons, clearly a posture of intending to hold their ground.
His inflammatory shouting seemed to have no effect other than boosting morale.
'Damn, are they a bunch of extreme warriors in wolf's clothing?'
Lemanrus couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath.
“We are still the sons of Fenris, there is no doubt about that.”
Bjorn replied, "It's you who's still living in the past."
To be honest, he really had nothing to be angry about.
Although Lemanrus lied to him, saying that he would lead the Wolf Guard to face any difficulties in the future, then got him drunk and disappeared with the Wolf Guard, leaving him in Fenris for ten thousand years, launching more than two hundred great hunts but still without any news, and now still acting willful and disobedient.
But he wasn't angry.
Really.
The thought that Lemanrus would one day have to go to Fenris to take over the reins of the wolf cubs, to be looked after like a treasure by hundreds of thousands of wolves, to shine brightly in the position of a true Primarch, like the great Romulus or the ambitious Guilliman.
Bjorn wasn't angry at all.
There's a certain mindset at play, like "since the person is going to be buried anyway, it's not a big deal to treat him well."
Meanwhile, those around them, such as Logan, Wolfenstein, and Ajax Stonefist, all wanted to put on a show of filial piety with their fathers and were ready to introduce themselves at the first opportunity to leave a deep impression on him.
But seeing Bjorn's determination, he held back.
The father and son have plenty of time to return to Fenris; there's no rush.
In this respect, they should learn a great deal from the advanced experience of the Dark Angels.
Logan couldn't help but think of his cousins, whose legions were now harmonious and whose fathers and sons were loving and filial.
Bad is bad, and flaws are flaws.
We can't spoil them.
There are many bad things about Lemanlus, in particular.
First and foremost is the sin of pride.
On a whim, he ran to the Warp to find the Tree of Life to resurrect the Emperor, but ended up wasting tens of thousands of years in the Warp, not even knowing what the Tree of Life was, and was even beaten to the point of losing his mind, so he could only ask them to save him.
Secondly, there is the sin of laziness.
Fearing to govern Fenris, after Guilliman's fall, Bjorn, facing the mess of the Empire, chose to abandon the lonely Dorn and run away with the Khan, using some random excuse that they hadn't seen each other for ten thousand years. He also took all the core members of the Wolf Pack with him, leaving only Bjorn to lead the remaining Space Wolves to deal with Magnus's revenge.
Finally, there is the sin of gluttony.
They're living the high life in the Warp, with so many battles to fight, and only when they can't eat anymore do they think of these poor kids.
Unforgivable!
Since the Dark Angel can confront the Lion's weaknesses and fire his own Primarch's black gun, why can't we oppose the Wolf King's weaknesses?
So what if he's the Primarch? Even if he's the Primarch, he still has to correct his mistakes.
"How did the Spear of Dionysus end up in Ruth's hands?"
Ajak Stonefist smashed the head of a vampire with a single punch, dragged a Slaanesh deity into his hand-crafted Emperor Engine, watched it start, and headed towards the area with the highest combat intensity. He then asked Ragnar, who was standing to the side.
The Spear of Dionysus, a weapon given to Lemanrus by the Emperor himself, was once stained with the blood of Horus and has been stored as a Legion relic in the sacred world of the Space Wolves, on the planet Garm.
"I don't know, I just threw the warp into the ground at the time."
Ragnar Blackmane replied in a muffled voice, focusing intently on commanding his Dalian team, seemingly reluctant to discuss the story.
Ragnar, that guy...
Young, impulsive, and ignorant of their own limitations.
But he was also quick-witted, a good fighter, and exceptionally capable.
This led to him making a huge mess when he tried to communicate and learn from the Dark Angel.
The story refers to how the player lost the sand table simulation but defeated the instructor in the offline game, which alarmed Azrael, the then-commander of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table Council of the Dark Angels Legion.
According to the current laws of the Empire, even withdrawing troops after such a serious incident would be considered a lenient punishment.
However, the cost of training an Astartes is substantial. After the Primarchs came into existence, Astartes were no longer simply high-level units, but rather versatile personnel capable of undertaking more responsibilities as needed.
Not only must they fight for the Empire in life, but they must also continue to shine in the warp after death, and when necessary, they can be deployed to the battlefield through the warp delivery technology selflessly offered by the Daedric, as a temporary supplement to the fighting force in the real universe.
Therefore, considering that no one was killed and that the person admitted their mistake afterward, they were simply deported and left to Fenris to handle.
In a fit of anger, Bjorn simply banished the young wolf lord to Terra for training.
After undergoing what could be described as a long thirteen years of training in Terrana, Ragnar did not return to the wolf pack, but was instead exiled to the Legion's sacred world.
Shortly thereafter, in the sacred world of the Space Wolves, a riot led by the forces of Chaos broke out on Garm, the Chapter's relic, the Spear of Dionysus, was stolen, and Ragnar and most of the forces in his Great League were redeployed to Garm.
At the height of the battle, Ragnar encountered a Thousand Sons warrior who was performing a ritual to resurrect the dead Thousand Sons Chaos Space Marines and summon his master, Crimson Magnus, into the material universe.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, the wolves did not rashly choose to send Magnus down based on the speculation that Magnus knew the clues about the wolf king. Instead, in order to preserve the planet's living forces, they put up a resolute resistance against overwhelming odds.
In this desperate operation, Ragnar, at the last moment, chose to abandon the Chapter's relics for the sake of his comrades, throwing the Spear of Dionysus directly into the warp rift, ultimately preventing Magnus's return.
Ragnar also demonstrated his change in this incident. He became decisive, began to face his comrades, and proved with his actions that he had chosen to reflect. He was eventually allowed to return to Fenris and restart the promotion process for Wolf Lord.
Sven Bloodhowl, the Wolf Lord of Bloodhowl Dalian, whispered, "Perhaps this weapon has some special connection with Ruth."
But someone quickly refuted this.
“I remember the Legion’s history saying that this weapon belonged to the Father.”
Ragnar recalled his history classes at military academy.
"And if it were really that easy, would you gentlemen have gone to such great lengths to find Rus?"
that's true.
The pack of wolves couldn't help but agree.
"However, since the Spear of Dionysus is now in Russ's hands, it means there must be some kind of connection between them."
A deep light flashed in Logan Grimner's eyes.
"We can use this in the future if necessary."
Yes, yes.
The wolves immediately agreed.
To be honest, because of the many Primarchs' performances and the legend of Fenris, these young people do have a strong bias towards the Primarchs.
However, this does not mean that we must blindly obey Lemanrus.
Think about their hard work on Fenris, coordinating the relationships between the various systems that make up the entire Fenris logistics and manpower system, organizing industrial construction and population development in various regions, and dealing with the entanglements with various departments of the Empire.
What was the purpose of all these arduous experiences?
It's all about being able to lead the mission to retrieve Lemanrus, so that Space Wolves can still have a place in the Empire despite its changes.
But now that things have come to this, Lemanrus has been found. As a legion with Primarchs, the Space Wolves are by no means inferior to the Black Templars.
Do they have to continue suffering?
Of course not.
In the past, the legion had no master, and they had to suffer.
Who is the master of this legion now?
Leman Russ.
As the master of the Space Wolves, you, the Primarch, are not responsible for our eating, drinking, and relieving ourselves.
But getting them to obey is another matter entirely.
Think about it carefully. They went through so much hardship to create 130,000 space wolves in order to lead the Wolf King's rescue operation.
Lemanrus wanted to truly control the legion and didn't want to get involved in those messy political affairs.
sure.
Why not just operate another 130,000 Space Wolves that can cooperate with the mortal auxiliary army, skillfully use and master modern technology, and bypass those resource planets that we control, and convert them into military power?
As for us old guys, we reluctantly followed the Imperial Council's instructions to board the ship, so don't worry about us.
However, considering the practical conditions, we also gave the wolf king ample time.
The wolf king has been gone for ten thousand years, which is considered a neutral number in numerology. To reflect the wolf cubs' deep affection for Russ, an auspicious number must be chosen.
Then, according to numerology, we should take thirteen upwards.
Therefore, Lemanrus is equivalent to having been away from the Space Wolf for thirteen millennia!
Therefore, after welcoming the Wolf King back to Fenris, the Wolf King must stay in Fenris for thirteen thousand years.
No, thirteen thousand years!
hiss~
Faced with Bjorn's end-of-life care, Lemanrus, unaware that a bunch of brats had already begun researching how to install tracking devices on him, felt a chill for no apparent reason.
The wolf king has always been perceptive.
Although he never followed etiquette, ate with his hands, never brushed his teeth or took a bath, and always carried a lingering odor.
But you certainly can't treat him like a stupid savage.
I am genuinely angry.
It's normal for your son to argue with you and get angry.
However, judging from the behavior of the space wolves during this brief encounter, Lemanrus also saw the changes that time had brought to these wolf cubs.
If the Wolf Pack of the past needed a master to fight and kill alongside them, then the Space Wolves of today have made more demands on the Primarch through their actions.
This is evident from the fact that Bjorn was willing to obey the orders of that so-called War Council, rather than just following the call of his Primarch.
They hoped that the Primarch would lead them like a true leader, teaching them the virtues and managing the Legion's operations, instead of just acting as a gang leader who led them astray and treated everyone as an enemy.
This should be a good thing.
This means that Space Wolf's role has changed; he is no longer the reclusive savage who needs to monitor everyone and has no friends except for the true executioner, Dark Angel.
Instead, it truly became a pure army integrated into the empire, no longer needing to concern itself with those trivial matters, able to shed those constraints and become a better version of itself.
But why?
Leman Russ frowned, looking at the well-behaved group of kids in front of him, his sense of crisis still strong.
He was eager to lead the wolves to break out, and his actions against Magnus were precisely driven by this sense of crisis.
However, Bjorn's reaction, the Space Wolves' current performance, and their optimism about the current state of the Empire in this operation all undoubtedly prove that everything seems to be developing in a positive direction. The Wolves' assessment of the situation in Chaos is even better than that of the Primarch himself.
Why is this?
Lemanrus couldn't help but ask himself.
Why is it that the sense of crisis that has lingered in my heart ever since Magnus's attack has not faded with time, nor lessened in the slightest with the arrival of his offspring?
Instead, it has become even stronger?
P.S.: Here's an update on the current situation.
My sleep duration is currently stabilizing and has begun to gradually decrease, now down to less than ten hours. It should return to normal soon. I'll see if I can stop taking melatonin.
The swelling in my limbs has subsided, and my skin has become much whiter, with a rosy glow, no longer looking yellowish as before.
I haven't tested my uric acid yet, and it probably won't go down in a few days. I'll go to the hospital for a check-up in a couple of days.
Woo woo
(End of this chapter)