Chapter 872: Human-Machine Separation

"Ferus?" The Emperor was a little surprised, then said with relief, "Oh, that's right. How can there be any secrets that can be hidden from you? But he is very busy now, or the entire Legion of the Damned is very busy."

"Busy fighting Nurgle?"

"Yeah. And Slaanesh."

"Why is there still Slaanesh?"

"She ate too much, and all the things that overflowed from the palace flowed under my throne. I have to keep cleaning it up." The Emperor said unhappily, "But it's a good thing. She has been very quiet these days, which makes my ears a lot quieter."

"By the way, I have a question." Lin Fan changed the subject, "Ferus was After Fulgrim cut off his head, you took back his soul and made him the leader of the Bound Legion. Why didn't you think of letting the Bound Ferrus and the Fallen Fulgrim meet for so many years? "

"Well. Because the time has not come yet." The Emperor said mysteriously, "I saw the future scene in the time and space turbulence of the Warp. I saw Guilliman and Fulgrim fighting again."

"Guilliman lost again?"

"Well, he lost again, and was beaten to a pulp. He is not a good fighter among the Primarchs, so it is understandable that he can't beat Fulgrim, who is an Ascended Demon."

The Emperor slowly talked about his idea.

Guilliman could only avoid the most fatal knives under Fulgrim's attack, and Fulgrim also gave up several opportunities to kill Guilliman directly with a playful mentality.

In the end, Guilliman was still tightly entangled by Fulgrim's snake tail. Fulgrim spit out his tongue and screamed crazily, wanting to take Guilliman to the Palace of Slaanesh to enjoy all the happiness in the world.

In a flash, thunder exploded in the filthy sky, instantly igniting the fragrant gas with a lewd smell. The Cursed Legion, wrapped in the fire of revenge, came with an endless fire cloud.

In shock, Ferrus knocked Fulgrim away with a hammer and rescued Guilliman. He patted Guilliman on the shoulder. Although the two brothers had no words to say, there were countless true feelings in his eyes.

"Of the three brothers who passed away, I feel the most sorry for you, Ferrus."

Ferrus nodded, holding the hammer and standing in front of Guilliman with the Cursed Legion.

Fulgrim on the opposite side was jealous and twisted all over, his face twitched, and his expression was hideous. He rushed to Ferrus frantically and asked loudly how Ferrus could have such a good relationship with Guilliman!

"Then Fulgrim will be executed, and Ferrus will bring him to the throne. I will purify his soul and free him from the shackles of the evil god." The Emperor finished all his arrangements, and there was a strong sense of disappointment in his words that this scene could not be realized.

Lin Fan's face was full of black lines. This was not because there was anything wrong with the Emperor's trap set by Ferrus, but mainly because his description was so crude that after listening to half of it, Lin Fan thought it was Tarazim or Slaanesh who was playing tricks in his mind.

"Okay, okay." Lin Fan was too tired to complain, "So when do you think Ferrus can come? It won't take too long, just let him meet his child."

"Throw the statue in the fire, I will find a chance to let Ferrus take a look, remember to let the Eldar take fire prevention measures."

The Emperor's communication was interrupted, leaving only the sound of burning flames.

Lin Fan held the statue and looked at the screen. The Iron Hands had been chopped up by the White Scars led by Chagatai.

In the final stage of the attack, the Iron Hands showed their tough and difficult side. Those highly modified Iron Hands veterans could withstand more damage, and ordinary White Scars warriors could not get any good in front of these Iron Hands veterans.

There were broken limbs and parts everywhere, and Chagatai was inevitably splashed with a lot of blood.

If this is shown to outsiders who don't know the situation, it will definitely be given the title of dangerous in the Space Marine Civil War.

"Ah. Are you satisfied with what you see? Stunus." Fugen shook his head as he looked at the seriously injured soldiers who fainted on the ground, "These resources can be saved."

"What to save?" Chagatai shook the blood off the knife, "It doesn't matter whether you change it early or late, the expeditionary army's warehouse is not short of this stuff. Or is it that you are worried about the medicine? Let the kid vomit a few times and it will be enough."

Stunus was even more angry when he heard Chagatai say this, "Vomit? You. You are also involved with the power of decay?"

Chagatai had lost all his patience with Stunus, "Yes, yes, we are not only involved with the power of decay, but we also have an extremely close connection with Slaanesh."

"You actually called the evil god's name directly!" Stunus struggled. The people in front of him were all traitors. They just talked about so many great principles just to delay the war.

Chagatai was so annoyed when he saw Stunus's look that he smashed the hilt of the knife on Stunus' face and knocked him unconscious.

When everything was settled, the medical team and technical team called by Irafren immediately rushed to the battlefield to drag away all the seriously injured soldiers with broken arms and legs, missing hearts and internal organs. 1,000 units of treatment agents had been waiting for a long time.

The technical team was also very skilled in collecting metal scraps and parts from the battlefield, and also stripped off the severely damaged armor of the Iron Hand.

"By the Emperor of the Greater Good, this man welded him to the armor. What can we do? If the treatment agent is inoculated, his new flesh and bones will grow together with the metal." An Earth Clan technician exclaimed after the scan results came out.

"Let's dismantle it first. These modifications are too crude. Take this mechanical prosthesis for example. Which genius came up with this design? The skeleton is exposed and the circuit is also exposed? This is obviously folk technology from the old times. And this mechanical heart. Well, the design is very clever. But the shape of the tendrils of this thing is exactly the same as the extraction machinery in the basic mechanical manual. If this person uses it for a long time, he will die." A weeper with a shoulder armor decorated with gear rings complained while scanning. He has Perturabo's blood flowing in his body and has a very outstanding talent for technology. With the help of the basic mechanical manual written by Odmayer himself, the prosthetic modification technology regarded as a secret and pride by the Iron Hands Chapter is not mysterious at all in his eyes.

This weeper had a higher qualification level than the other technicians. He finally made a decision, "Tear down this and this part, number them and put them in the warehouse. Keep the rest, and give him 35% of the healing agent to keep him alive. After doing all this, let the drone send him to the parking area of ​​Area A on the 334th floor."

"Okay, sir." The technicians got busy under the guidance, and they quickly and efficiently completed the human-machine classification of the Iron Hand.