Motarian declared Fernus Manus the fourth of his most hated primitives, the first being Conrad Coz and the second being Peturabo.

Incidentally, the current third place is Magnus.

Mortarian hates all inexplicable people and things, but his brothers do inexplicable things on inexplicable occasions.

And his brothers would justify their actions for strange reasons, reason, intuition, prophecy, psionic power...... Or simply go crazy.

For example, Vulcan insisted that they go into the strange tunnel, even though the Foundry had guaranteed that the tunnel had no structural traps.

Bad news, hatred comes from Motarian.

Even worse news came from the Iron Hand.

After receiving the signal of Fernus's armor, Vulcan immediately contacted the Iron Hand Legion, and at first these hard-as-iron space marines were hesitant to face Vulcan's inquiry, but at Vulcan's insistence, the Iron Hand told Vulcan that they did not know where the original body had gone.

In order to quickly defeat the Elvens in the desert, Fernus opted for a surprise attack, but when the Iron Hand attacked a dry canyon in the desert, the Mist and the Elvens attacked them at the same time.

The Iron Hand remained absolutely silent about what was happening in the ravine, and even when Vulcan repeatedly asked them what had happened, the warriors only told them that the Legion had suffered a heavy blow, and that the original body of the Legion had disappeared in the fog as the warriors panicked.

Motarian was expressionless, and for the first time the Lord of Death realized that there were other and varied afflictions besides Conrad Coz, working with his brothers.

He vaguely remembered that in Machado before, in the mouths of the other primitives, their evaluation of Fenus seemed to be efficient and rational.

Motarian argues that their definitions of "efficient" and "rational" do not seem to be the same.

…… No...... Motarian realized that their reference for this assessment might be Conrad Coz.

He began to miss Hades, or Horus, or even Killiman.

[Vulcan, you chose to directly believe the Iron Hand's "uh", "I'm sorry", and "we can't say"? 】

However, Vulcan looked at Motarian with a determined expression, and Motarian saw an inexplicable flame in the eyes of the Lord of the Fire Dragon.

The flame was familiar, reminding Motarian of the way Killman looked when he talked about plans and policies.

Motarian decided to retract his assessment of Vulcan's ease of dealing with.

[My brother,]

The giant, taller and stronger than Motarian, spoke slowly, in a gentle tone that gave Mortarian goosebumps,

[We should believe our brother, Motarian, and I believe that our brother's heirs have an unspeakable understanding of this, you see, except for the course of the battle, they told us everything they learned, and I could hear their anxiety about the disappearance of the original body in their tones. 】

Motarian scoffed, though he didn't know if he was simply laughing at Vulcan's stupidity, or if he was laughing at himself for always having to suffer unnecessarily.

The Lord of Death sneered,

Then you choose to believe. 】

Vulcans were keenly aware of Motarian's unfinished words, and he could not understand why the brother, who had just worked well together, suddenly expressed such an attitude that frightened him.

Motarian's unfinished words are...... He didn't believe it.

Why didn't he believe in the legions of his brothers? While it is true that there is a disenmity between Motarian and Phineus, they are both legions of the Empire and should not think so.

If Vulcan had known about the friction between Motarian and Conrad Coz, he might have understood Motarian a little better.

But it's a pity that the news is blocked.

As Vulcan continued to state his useless language, Motarian cautiously surveyed the obelisk, and the gate beneath it, the rune-engraved rock.

Motarion's eyes widened suddenly, even though the Lord of Death couldn't read the language of the Eldars, he could tell from the familiar arrangement of the runes...... This is...... It's a ......

Motarian stared at the blasphemous runes, Vulcan's words had long been blurred in his ears, the Lord of the Fire Dragon seemed to be talking some nonsense about intuition, and after realizing that something was wrong with Motarian, Vulcan began to call out to his brother.

[Motarian? Motarian! 】

It's a teleporter!

Beneath the gas mask, Motarian took a deep breath, the Spirit Clan's device hadn't been destroyed, it was just its shell, some rudimentary defenses, and its real structure was underground.

Teleportation could happen at any time, and Motarian wasn't sure how far the device could teleport or how it could do it - but given the size of the building, he was sure it wouldn't be a small distance.

This means that they are likely to be suddenly teleported away near the building, and it seems a little too late to retreat now.

[I'm going underground with you, we need to act now, Vulcan. 】

Motarian's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Vulcan, and the Lord of the Fire Dragon was stunned, but the Lord of Death only hastily explained a few words to Vulcan, and did not completely explain the reason for his sudden change of attitude.

Just as Vulcans chose to trust the Iron Hand, Vulcans believed in Motarion, and although he still had a lot of doubts, he was glad that Motarian was able to go with him to find Fernus.

It may have been the dream he had just told Motarian that had worked, and Vulcan thought that before this battle, he had had a strange dream, in which strangers laughed and joked with him, making him choose to follow his instincts.

And the stranger called him "the kid who needed a little bit."

Or, as Vulcan suddenly thought, maybe Motarian had a similar dream?

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The tunnel was long and deep, and they didn't hesitate to burrow into the mouth of the viper, and something was making a faint sound in the distance.

A strange sense of familiarity crept over Mortarion, and he gripped the scythe in his hand, confirming that the damned Casting Death Guard was following him, and their anti-psionic weapons were ready to fire.

The walls were carved with twisted patterns, and some glittering fragments were embedded in the walls, and it became more and more eerie, more and more hazy, as if they had stepped into a dream.

Motarian felt his patience and sanity wear off little by little.

The concentration of psionic energy here seems to be a bit high.

Motarian glanced at Vulcan, the Lord of the Fire Dragon's expression didn't seem quite right, and he looked at the patterns on the wall with an angry expression.

Mortarian tentatively called Vulcan, and the Lord of the Fire Dragon looked back blankly, as if to ask why the Lord of Death had suddenly called him.

After confirming that the health values displayed on Vulcan's armor were not abnormal, Motarian staggered the subject ominously.

But Motarian quietly slowed down his pace, and he walked behind Vulcan, guarding his brother at all times.

When a little flickering dot appeared in the distance, the first room appeared on the side of the tunnel, and shouts and screams came from inside, and Vulcan, who had walked in front, only glanced outside, and then let out a roar, and led his firewood guards into charge.

At the moment when the last firewood rushed in, the psionic barrier lit up at the door, isolating the two primordials!

Motarian immediately threw a black bullet at the door, it was useless, the concentration of psionic energy here was too high.

The Lord of Death strode forward in exasperation, and through the fluctuating psionic energy, he saw a group of raged wildlings screaming around a dying Eldar witch who was tormented by a shaman.

Vulcan rushed over, and the Primordial angrily waved the men away, charging straight for the Eldar witch—the witch was not dressed like the Eldar on the planet Motarian had seen, and the only remaining clothing on her body seemed darker and more profane.

[Vulcan! 】

Motarian called out the name of the Lord of the Fire Dragon, but Vulcan, as if he had forgotten Motarian, tried to approach the witch in a somewhat frustrated manner.

Did Vulcan know the spirit? Motarian remembered his time chatting with Machado, Vulcan from the star of the Nocturne, and that the planet was often raided by the dark spirits, and it was Vulcan who put an end to the history of the nocturnes being taken into slavery by the spirits.

…… Motarian seemed to know.

Motarian cursed in his mind with a blank face, he knew that it was a psychic vision—and Vulcan was stuck in it.

Those damn spirits.

Because the tunnels were too narrow for the knights to enter (and it was impossible for Motarian to unleash the Spirit Knights in front of Vulcan), Motarian brought only Death Guards, some soulless disguised as Hounds, and Forge missiles.

He's starting to miss Hades.

After a brief period of anticipation, Motarian decided that Vulcan would hold out and that he would not die for at least an hour, and that the Death Principal would leave the limited ammunition for the rest of the situation.

Motarian reconfirmed that the foundry men were following him.

Still no Elves have come out to try to attack him.

He and the Death Guards continued on, a thin mist emerged, and after a short distance, a second room appeared on the side of the tunnel, from which Fenus's roar could be heard.

This time he had already had a mental expectation, and Motarian looked in through the distorted space of the psionic energy, and he saw that Fernus Manus was crumbling and fighting a monster with a humanoid upper body and a serpentine lower body.

Motarian didn't know why Fernus seemed so devastated, which may have something to do with some of his memories.

The situation of Fenus seems to be much more dangerous than that of Fernus.

But it looked like he was on the verge of victory, and Motarian thought for a moment, thinking that Fenus wouldn't die at least - a vision so powerful that it would kill the Primordials was extremely rare, not to mention that it was now dragging two Primitives.

If this is an illusion, Motarian only needs to destroy the device's psionic energy supply, and don't try to get entangled with the illusion, it is pointless.

In the initial exploration, the Foundry Department had confirmed that the tunnel did not have a large side structure, so that the psionic supply could only be further down the tunnel, and the Lord of Death imagined what he might see next, the witches who were burned as batteries, which made him feel a little better.

So he continued to walk deeper, and the fog grew thicker and thicker.

The third room appears in the fog.

The Lord of Death calmly walked down the tunnel, and he turned his head to look at the visions in the room.

Motarian was curious to see what his visions were.

Dying Hades? Or the corrupted Death Guards? Or is it the dying appearance of Karastiphon?

He'd been through it all, and Motarian wanted to see what else could scare him and make him lose his mind.

But after seeing the contents of the room, Motarian staggered back, his face pale.

He saw himself.

No, not the corrupted himself he once imagined.

The illusion couldn't even fully simulate him, and his vague and treacherous form was shattered.

He saw...... He saw it......

No, no, no, no, no, it's fake, it's impossible...... He doesn't accept ......

He doesn't accept it! Motarian will never accept it!

Motarian began to retreat, and then he jerked back, only to find that the tunnel had now reached the end, and on the other side of the room was a hall, with the arc of psionic energy jumping and the arch hanging down.

Motarian knew where that familiarity came from...... He'd seen something similar before, and in the depths of the Terra Palace, Motarian had broken into the Emperor's secrets.

Little did he know at the time, and Macado used vaguely worded language and news from his friends to dissuade him.

Imperial ...... Researching alien technology?

No, no, no, no, that's understandable Motarian, there are similar secrets inside the Death Guard itself, but ...... on this planet?

Motarian subconsciously touched the black bullet on his waist, and he called the foundry department-

Then realize that he is now alone.

Mortarian felt his steady breathing, he remained on alert, and without hesitation, he detonated a black bullet and let the powder spill on his body, and then he began to retreat.

At least he had seen the basic appearance of the teleporter, and Motarian was now sure that they would not be suddenly teleported away, and the device was obviously not destroyed by a few black bullets, and Motarian suspected that even if the Spirit Knight came, it would be difficult to destroy it.

But it's also the device that is powering the illusion.

And just as Motarian was thinking about his next countermeasure, under the arch, the fluctuations of psionic energy rippled, and some reflections appeared at the feet of the original body, which Motarian couldn't tell...... Whether those reflections came from the past, the present, or the future, he did not know where the true owners of these reflections were.

In the hall made of alien bones, two spirits with pointed ears and slender fingers were talking.

Motarian wondered why he could hear the voices of the two spirits.

But now he really can't get the two spirits to shut up.

The opening with the sharper ears,

"Steel needs his own choice, and it is difficult for us to choose for him, and the blacksmith has been chosen, and he loves him more than we think, which means that it is more difficult for us to interfere."

Steel...... Is that Fenus? And the blacksmith ...... Vulcan?

Another spirit with some buck teeth interrupted him,

"What about the Guardians? The fast-flowing river has changed its path many times. ”

Motarian's breathing began to grow heavy, and he felt offended.

"It's hard to say."

pointed ear openings,

"If he accepts, in the distant future, he will be deeply entangled with the fate of the alien race – and not just us."

Bucktooth asked,

"Can't tell if it's good or bad?"

"Mixed blessings."

The apparition is gone.

In the original book, Ibsen's planet is actually huge and weird, and there is a feeling of dreaming, this planet is attacked by three legions: Death Guard, Salamander, and Iron Hand, and both Salamander and Iron Hand have short stories related to this battle.

Among them, the Feat of Iron of the Iron Hand, I didn't find a domestic translation, so I hastily gnawed a few bites of raw meat, among which the prophecy of the Spirit Clan, Vulcan's hope to enter the tunnel, in addition to what Motarian saw, and the plot that the emperor gave Vulcan are all pictures that appear in the original book, but they have been completely changed by my Earth Demon, and I can only say that it is a shell.

None today!

Recently, the military training is almost exhausted, and the military training is in a hurry, and the state is not very good, please forgive me.

(End of chapter)