Chapter 483

"Brother, aren't you tired of fighting yet?" Lin Fan felt numb. He never expected that the battle with Perturabo would turn out like this.

Perturabo sneered a few times, "What? Didn't you shout so loudly just now? Now you can't do it, right?"

"If your weapon is a little lighter, I can hit you easily. Fugen really made a good thing for you."

"I am getting more and more curious about your memory now. How much do you know?"

"If I say I know you wet the bed, will you believe it?"

Perturabo's face turned black, and then he hit Lin Fan's head hard with the Furnace Breaker. He knew that this was useless, but watching Lin Fan flying around was really relaxing.

Lin Fan flew in the air in melancholy. He could only take out some magical treasures from his pocket space to deal with Perturabo.

A small spherical device filled with heavy black stones. This is the Geller Field Generator made for him by Odmayer.

Lin Fan didn't want to use this thing. He didn't know if Perturabo, who was so closely connected to the warp, would die suddenly under the full power of the Geller Stand.

But it was not a good thing to be beaten back and forth like this. Odemeier was busy dealing with the endless boarding and assaults of the Iron Warriors, as well as the warp pollution created by the Iron Blood. He couldn't free his hands for a while.

"Look at what this is! If you hit my head again, I'll activate it!"

Lin Fan warned, but all he got was a hammer from Perturabo.

Protecting the spherical device against his chest and holding it up with his arms, Lin Fan avoided Perturabo's devastating blow to the Geller Stand device.

He quickly activated the device and pulled the output power of the Geller Stand to the maximum.

Perturabo felt that his body was heading towards death. Not only that, the huge eyes that often stared at him in his field of vision also disappeared.

"This is..." Perturabo felt that his control over his body had decreased, and his running speed became extremely slow, just like he had been hit by an entropy weapon and aged thousands of years in an instant.

"Haha! You finally stopped! Now it's my turn to deal with you!"

Lin Fan laughed a few times, and then he noticed that Perturabo began to melt literally, like a Nurgle demon shot by a volley of hell guns.

"Oh my God!"

He quickly stopped the operation of the Geller stand and pounced on the melted pieces of Perturabo. The Lord of Steel closed his eyes tightly, with a look of calm relief on his face.

"This... How can I save this? Nurgle's old soup?" Lin Fan held the scattered Perturabo in his hands. The only thing he could think of was that the water of life in his stomach still had some subspace energy.

He scratched his throat and vomited a mouthful of Nurgle's old soup. Lin Fan poured it on Perturabo's body, finally stopping his melting and disintegration process, but it was hard to say that Perturabo had recovered from this mess of rotten meat.

Just when Lin Fan was at a loss, he heard the Emperor's voice echoing in his mind.

"Put the Holy Statue on him."

After hearing this, Lin Fan pressed the Holy Statue hanging around his neck onto Perturabo's forehead. The Emperor's power emerged from the Holy Statue and entangled Perturabo's disintegrating body.

Lin Fan could see that the power of Chaos and the power of the Emperor were fighting and devouring each other with Perturabo's body as the battlefield.

The Emperor's power cleared the Chaos Corrosion on Perturabo's body, and even pinched Perturabo's melted body back in a burst of golden light.

But this time Perturabo's body was much more normal, no longer a pale giant exuding despair.

"If you can find other Primarchs next time, don't use the Geller position. It's not easy to find souls in the warp."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Do you have anything else to say as a father?"

Lin Fan asked the Emperor, but didn't get any answer. It seems that he didn't know how to face Perturabo.

Looking at Perturabo's unconscious appearance, Lin Fan felt that Perturabo and the Emperor were really similar. Both of them were cruel enough. One was cruel enough to force himself from an idealist to a madman who adapted to cruel wars; the other was cruel enough to sit on the throne and endure torture that would make the Blood Mercy Master ashamed for more than ten thousand years, and wait for the turning point to come.

Moreover, the two have similar attitudes towards their offspring. The Emperor made it clear in his final psychic message to Curze: "He does not want any of his sons to suffer, but the cruelty of the galaxy does not allow him to change."

Perturabo is similar to the Emperor. He still has some love for his offspring. Although he does crazy things like killing eleven people, he still cares for his subordinates in the early days of the Great Crusade. At least he would not let them die for no reason.

As the war progressed, more and more casualties made Perturabo more and more numb. Every time he looked at the tragic casualty figures, he would subconsciously choose to escape. He tried to treat his offspring as pure consumables to get rid of the inner entanglement and pain.

In a sense, the Emperor can be called a larger Perturabo.

Think about the first time the Emperor and Perturabo met, the two got along very well, but later it turned into such a bad ending.

At that time, the Emperor had a high evaluation and expectation of Perturabo. He said to Perturabo earnestly.

"Your path will be difficult, but few are worthy of it. I have many tasks that I can never tire of, never yield to, and never give to you without emotion. You will be my Lord of Steel."

Perturabo cheered unabashedly at that time, feeling the acceptance without vigilance, and feeling the love emanating from the Emperor enveloping him. Perturabo murmured in a true sense of belonging, "I hope it will always be like this."

After Perturabo took over the Legion, the first thing he did was to kill eleven people without any meaning. This atrocity was reported to the Emperor by other brothers, but the Emperor only expressed respect for Perturabo's decision.

Perturabo's current posture is due to both the Emperor and his own character flaws.

Perturabo's family environment is second only to Guilliman. Although his adoptive father is a tyrant, he has always tried to accept Perturabo into his family with the tradition of Olympia.

Not to mention his sister, a woman who could make Perturabo's heart beat, must have provided him with a lot of emotional care during the years she accompanied him.

But unfortunately, this also became the root cause of Perturabo's tragedy.

Perturabo was always the one who worked the hardest