Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Chapter 1086 Brothers, Father and Son

The teachings of the Father of Genes reached their ears, and the Sons of Fire Dragon all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads.

Vulkan felt that he had spoken too harshly. After all, judging from the evaluation of the Lord of Talon who brought him back, his descendants always practiced his moral code and had a sense of responsibility.

Even the Third Company, although a little cold, would not face the mortals driven by the enemy and burn them and the enemies together with the promethium flamethrower.

"I don't blame you, nor am I dissatisfied. On the contrary, I am moved by your deeds. My body trembles because of the compassionate deeds you have done and the warm fire you burned yourself to show to the mortals."

"I bathe in the glory of the gratitude of the mortals with you."

Vulkan sat on the ground.

The Sons of Fire Dragon no longer knelt on one knee, but sat down in the same way, even the Fearless.

"There is an old prophecy circulating in the Chapter, saying that as long as we collect all your creations, then it will be the day of your return." Tushan said, "But until now there are still one or two things that have not been collected..."

Tushan responded to Vulkan's head-raising laughter.

The Lord of Fire Dragon laughed heartily for a moment, and shook his head slowly: "I didn't decompose the teleportation device into all my creations. Even if you collected all my things, how could you find out that I have returned at the moment of collection."

"It's just an ancient legend."

"If I am not tied up or dead, I will return to you immediately before you start collecting my creations, because this is my duty. I can't hide somewhere and watch you die."

As he spoke, Vulkan felt a sense of sadness.

The legends circulating in the Chapter are ultimately the hopes of those people.

Because they really don't know where the Father of Genes went after the Beast War, and they don't want to think that the Father of Genes is dead, and an immortal Primarch will never die. He could only pin his hopes on a certain action, hoping that as long as he did it, the Gene Father would come back.

In addition, Vulkan could still feel that there was still a gap between himself and these descendants.

Times had changed, and 10,000 years had passed in the blink of an eye. Astartes could not live to be 10,000 years old. Even the most experienced Fearless among the sons of the Fire Dragon today might have only heard the story of the Lord of the Fire Dragon.

Vulkan realized that he had to eliminate this gap.

And there was only one traditional way to eliminate the gap.

"Follow me." Vulkan stood up from the ground, and his descendants followed him.

The group left the dock and entered the rest area reserved for the Salamanders on the flagship.

There were already piles of materials and various ancient and advanced forging tools placed inside.

"Let's have a forging competition." Vulkan picked up his custom-made forging hammer, which was as tall and heavy as an Astartes, "Let me see if you have retained the tradition of the Legion period, that is, forging."

Forging is Vulkan's hobby, and this hobby has become a tradition. Salamanders are not only users of weapons, but also manufacturers.

The wealth of this chapter is not because of the small number of people in the chapter.

The sons of the fire dragon immediately came to the forging table prepared for them and picked up the tools.

"The rules are simple."

"See who can forge a power hammer in one day."

Vulkan smiled and raised a finger.

"I don't know what you are capable of, but if some of you can use some unique skills..."

"For example, sew the fine gold bars on the solid like needles and threads, such as changing the properties of metal, such as kneading a set of terminators like kneading mud..."

"Such creation magic is not allowed to be used in this forging competition."

Tushan, who picked up the forging hammer, was puzzled.

The creation magic described by the Father of Genes is probably not even usable by the think tanks, and how could the other sons of the Fire Dragon use such a technique.

So Tushan just thought that the Father of Genes was joking.

When the clanging sound kept coming from the flagship starport, the Glory of Humanity, carrying Vulkan and his descendants, sailed towards the Orpheus Sector.

Vulkan, who was picked up from the Great Whirlpool by the Glory of Humanity, needed to see and was eager to see not only his descendants.

...

Orpheus Sector.

Invincible Truth.

Vulkan was wearing a black robe and sitting on the chair that belonged to Lion. The Lion King's chair looked small under this dark, tall and strong man.

Guilliman, Chagatai, and Sanguinius's projections surrounded Vulkan.

"Where have you been all these years?" Lion walked to Vulkan with a glass of water and put the glass in his brother's hand.

"In another reality, I will be the gravekeeper of the last trace of human beings in the universe." Vulcan took a sip of water and said bluntly.

Ryan looked at Vulcan and was silent.

His relationship with Vulcan was neither good nor bad. Vulcan was a simple and honest good man. No one would hate him except those who disliked him for some reason.

"You have changed, Ryan." Vulcan suddenly said.

Ryan gathered his white hair and nodded slowly: "Yes, now it seems that none of you are different from before, except me."

The Lion King's eyes swept over the other brothers, and he couldn't help wondering: "When only Roboute returned, I thought that except for this kid sitting in the static force field, everyone else had become old, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case."

"You are all my descendants, you will not age."

Someone suddenly interrupted.

The Primarchs looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Vanessa and Qin Mo's bodies entering the bridge at the same time.

Qin Mo's consciousness temporarily turned from the vortex. He had told the human part of the Emperor everything. Another thing he talked about was about restarting the Primarch search plan.

Because the return of Vulcan, who was swept into another universe by the warp, proved that the Primarch search plan that was considered a failure in the first experiment was completely feasible.

"She is our father." Guilliman said to Vulcan.

Seeing a woman coming with Lord Talon saying that the Primarchs were her offspring, Vulkan was surprised at first, but when he saw the golden light in his pupils, the Lord of Fire Dragons realized that his father was possessed by this woman without Guilliman's reminder.

Vulkan stood up and half-knelt on the ground: "Father."

"Stand up." The Emperor gently lifted Vulkan from the ground, and then looked at Vulkan with care, "You are still as strong and tall as before, and the years and sorrow have not left any traces on you."

"Yes." Vulkan nodded.

He didn't know what the Emperor's true situation was, nor did he know how much emotion the human part in front of him had. He still thought that the Emperor in front of him was still the same Emperor as before, so for that cold father, he would not express too much of his emotions and waste his father's time.

But the Emperor's human part was extremely pure, without the influence of any other will. He was sentimental. After listening to Qin Mo's story about Vulkan's experience in another universe, there was a lot of melancholy in his eyes.

But even though he expressed his concern in his heart, he didn't know where to start when he met Vulcan himself.

"Is the Emperor of the universe you were swept away to end?" Qin Mo asked Vulcan.

Vulcan didn't know. If he knew what Qin Mo said just now, he would have said it directly.

The Lord of Fire Dragon didn't know the fate of the Emperor of another universe, but the Emperor himself knew it.

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