Chapter 521 Everyone Is Sick

The Primarchs have their own personalities and fighting styles. Just as Perturabo is good at destroying everything with heavy firepower and barrage, his other brothers also have their own characteristics.

However, these characteristics look similar in general, with slight differences in the details.

According to the Primarch, the form is there, but the bones are still different.

When Perturabo and Warmaster Horus raised an army against the Empire together, the Warmaster tried his best to prevent Perturabo from fighting other legions that are good at stealth guerrilla warfare.

For example, the White Scars of Jaghatai Khan and the Raven Guard of Corax.

Perturabo knew in his heart that his fighting style was not suitable for dealing with these two brothers, and the Khan would delay his expedition to Terra in guerrilla warfare.

Corax's stealth assault would also cause his legion to suffer unnecessary losses.

Perturabo refused to admit this, but he still silently accepted the arrangement of the Warmaster. The work of dealing with Corax was left to the Alpha and Night Lords Legion.

"You are really...interesting." Perturabo glanced around and focused his attention on the shadows whose outlines could not be seen.

So was it Corax's gene awakening just now? Or was it that gloomy guy who showed up?

Perturabo did not think about this question for too long. The Shark Priest appeared from the blind spot of Perturabo's vision. He swung his weapon towards Perturabo's waist again, and the location of the attack was exactly where he had just attacked.

Perturabo was hit on the waist again. Lin Fan couldn't help shouting when he saw him being hit twice.

"Don't pretend. Let's finish it quickly and go to the next boat to see. Pull your hands out and don't think about your Heavenly Cruel Kick."

"Shut up!" Perturabo shouted at Lin Fan in a bad mood, thinking about what the Heavenly Cruel Kick was.

However, Lin Fan's words also made Perturabo less playful. He had been holding his hands behind his back and hung them on both sides of his body, waiting for the next time the priest came out of the shadows to attack him.

The Shark Priest seemed to know that Perturabo was ready, and he had been lurking in the shadows for a long time without appearing. This waiting made Perturabo a little irritated.

The flamethrower on his armor spitted towards the shadows, illuminating the place. He saw the illusory figure of the priest and rushed forward, unstoppable like a super-heavy tank.

One foot stepped on the metal wall, and the boots left a mark on the wall like a big seal. The priest dodged the attack and smashed the scepter in his hand straight at Perturabo's visor.

This attack will definitely hit!

The priest thought so in the previous second, and the next second he felt a heavy blow to his helmet, and then his vision rotated, his body was flying in the air, and the whole person's illusory state was lifted.

Perturabo looked unhappy, one of his hands was raised, and a wisp of green smoke came out of his palm. There was also a huge slap mark on the side of the priest's skull helmet.

Lin Fan watched Perturabo slap the priest, fearing that he would kill him with one blow.

He rushed to the priest's immobile body and took off his helmet. He saw a pale face with a thin lip and sharp teeth.

Any fortune teller would say that this face was mean and ungrateful.

The priest's eyes were dark and scary, and his teeth opened and closed again and again, making a clacking sound.

Lin Fan thought the priest was sick.

The Space Marines created by the Primarchs all had some genetic diseases to a greater or lesser extent.

Some were cured, and some were not.

Just like the Blood Angels, before Sanguinius returned, they could be called a group of ruthless and brainless ghouls.

However, Sanguinius used his perfect personality and care for the Legion to cure the rage of his offspring, turning the Ninth Legion from a group of bloodthirsty lunatics into warriors fighting for their ideals.

However, the World Eaters next door to them began to go downhill after Angron joined. The originally normal legion fell into an abyss that was difficult to save because of the Butcher's Nails and Angron's rage.

Later, after Sanguinius was brutally killed by Horus, the Blood Angels' already sick gene seed was engraved with a new disease, the Black Rage.

This disease is different from the genetic disease called blood thirst. It comes from memory. All the descendants of Sanguinius will retain part of the original body's memory when the gene seed is implanted, and the moment when Sanguinius was killed by Horus is particularly profound.

On the eve of the battle, some minor events will trigger this memory, just like what people often say.

At this time, the warrior's mind will jump to the distant Great Crusade period, browsing the once glorious and brilliant Great Crusade era in memory.

When the memory browses to the moment when Sanguinius was killed, the memory invades the warrior's independent brain, and the Black Rage wins.

The terrible events of ten thousand years ago will drive the warriors crazy, feel the despair of the Siege of Terra, the anger and pain in the heart of Sanguinius.

The warriors eventually fell into the madness of the Black Rage. They could not distinguish between friend and foe. Their memories have stopped at the time of the Horus Heresy. Their fate is to fight to death.

The Carcharodon also has a similar problem. The disease called blindness torments their chapter. But no one knows what scenes the Carcharodon warriors with blindness will see. Maybe it is the moment when their ancient sins reappear? Or some of the pain suffered by the Primarch Corax?

Lin Fan looked at how the crazy priest stared at him with hatred, and he didn't know how to save this shark warrior.

His slap could cure the warp corrosion, but he was a little unsure about the genetic problems.

Maybe he had to let Odmire come to see, after all, her father specialized in genetic technology.

After slapping the priest in the face, Lin Fan's hand was almost bitten by the priest's fangs.

The priest showed no signs of waking up, and still looked like he would bite anyone he saw.

Perturabo came over and told Lin Fan to get out of the way and let him solve the problem.

Lin Fan watched Perturabo's arm deform, and a huge drill appeared. Looking at the luster of the drill, Lin Fan could hardly confirm whether it was blood and rust.

"What is this? Are you going to take his gene seed?"

"I don't have the time. It's just a needle."

Lin Fan looked at the drill, which was thicker than his arm, and he really didn't know how Perturabo could say it was a needle with a clear conscience.

Perturabo inserted the needle into the priest's armor, and the power armor made of ceramic steel was easily broken. As Perturabo started, some unknown liquid was pumped into the priest's body.