"Fake." The Chagatai Khan smiled fiercely at Namuhan, and the scimitar in his hand rose and fell, severing his neck.

Namuhan's head rolled down from his shoulders to the sky, and he didn't understand to death why his genetic father was here, or why he had killed himself.

Chagatai Khan turned around and looked at the Supreme Speeder Overlord who had his arm cut off by himself with a playful gaze, and in just a few minutes, the wounds on the body of this monster green skin as huge as a knight's mecha healed automatically, and new arms grew.

This is the center of the Green Mood storm, Waaagh!! of the field.

Chagatai Khan had just been able to succeed with a surprise attack and lightning speed, and now that his position was exposed, and he could not play to his strengths under the siege of the green-skinned army, then what awaited him was a long and humiliating and painful death like a tiger being chased by wolves.

Looking at the greenskins gathered around him with weapons, Chagatai Khan smiled, raised the scimitar in his hand, and shouted:

"Endless Primordial, come out!"

As the sound of Chagatai shook the sky, tall figures fell from the sky, like a heavy hammer smashing down on the steel sky.

Dressed in royal blue power armor, Robert Kiriman landed in front of Chagatai with the Maculag Power Sword engraved with the Mark of Otlama Glory.

Killiman is followed by Ryan El Johnson with a greatsword, Roger Dorn in golden power armor, Warkan the lord of the fire dragon with dark skin and red eyes, Corax, the prince of crows with a hidden ghostly body, and Ferus Manus in heavy armor......

…… At the end of the day, a bald head suddenly appeared in the crowd, holding in his hand the 'World Breaker' war hammer that had been stained with the blood of angels, and his burly body was majestic and powerful, it was none other than the Imperial War Marshal, Horus Rupekar.

These demigod figures, which had been erased for thousands of years, walked the world again, and the power of the original body shook the steel firmament of Armageddon.

A mortally wounded white-scarred warrior watched in amazement, unable to comprehend what was happening in front of them, as these mythical figures, who should have existed only in legends, appeared in front of them vividly, as if they had traveled back to the era of the Great Expedition.

Suddenly, a White Scar Adjutant noticed something and reminded him in the team's communication channel: "Everyone, pay attention, that guy who is suspected to be the original 'Ferus Manus' of the Iron Hand, his hands are flesh and blood, not the famous 'Iron Hand'. ”

As soon as these words came out, the white-scarred warriors came to their senses in an instant.

Ferus Manus, the Emperor's 10th son, is the genetic protogenone of the Iron Hand.

After killing the Plasma in the volcano of Medusa, a giant mechanical worm-like creature known as the Silver Dragon, Ferus Manus soaked his hands in the molten body of the Silver Dragon, and the living metal fused with the Primordial's hands, turning his arm into an indestructible 'Iron Hand'.

This is also the origin of the name of the 10th Legion, the Iron Hand.

But the tall figure holding the war hammer in front of him, although it was extremely compatible with the genetic prototype Ferus Manus known to White Scar in terms of appearance, temperament, and even demeanor, was missing, but it was missing the iconic pair of iron hands.

"He's not Lord Ferrus, he's an impostor!" The white scar was furious.

At this time, the other genetic prototypes on the steel sky also revealed some indescribable weirdness.

Magnus's eyes were intact, Ryan El Johnson was still young, Robert Killiman was not wearing the iconic golden armor of destiny, and Horus's eyes were still clear, showing no signs of being tainted by Chaos.

"They're all imposters!"

"Damn heretics, I'll kill them!!"

The white scar who found out the truth was furious to the extreme, who was it! Where did the daredevils come from to dare to desecrate the sacred creations of the Human Emperor and make these fake and shoddy genetic prototypes to humiliate the Human Empire?!

In the white scar's angry gaze that almost killed a person, an extraordinarily burly figure stepped out from under the embrace of a fake primordial.

Long black and shiny hair, golden Shinichi armor, a burly figure that is several heads taller than many of the originals, and a handsome face that has been worshipped and sung by the state religion for thousands of years......

The world called him the emperor of mankind.

The 'Emperor' walked up to the injured white scars, calmly turned his back to the menacing green-skinned bikers, and bowed politely: "Although you may have known me for a long time, let me introduce myself, my name is Fabius Bair, the former chief pharmacist of the Emperor's son. ”

"What you see is my latest masterpiece, and I have recreated the Emperor's greatness, even better than him." Fabius Bair, who was wearing the body of the emperor, said this, and more and more figures fell from the sky, and they were all primordial bodies.

"Empire, Chaos, and filthy Xenomorphs... You have been defeated at the hands of me, who has comprehended the unsurpassable realm of the Infinite Primordial Body. ”

Fabius Baier laughed loudly, and the Emperor's voice echoed throughout the steel firmament.

At the same time, a scarred and massive starship broke through the blockade of the Green Storm and arrived in the skies above Armageddon, with the eight-pointed star emblem on its majestic hull, the symbol of the 'Black Legion' led by the Chaos Warlord, the Glorious Queen-class battleship of Warlord Horus, the Spirit of Vengeance.

On the bow of the Vengeful Spirit, the eyes of the great marauder Abaddon were red, and tears and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and roared:

"Byer! I swear to kill you!! ”

"Byer! I swear to kill you!! The white scar also let out an angry roar.

Armageddon paused, the greenskinned orcs were tumbling with joy, the Chaos Warlord was grief-stricken and angry, the white scars were furious, and only Russell, who had just arrived here through the storm blockade, looked confused.

"Holy shit, what's going on." Looking at the abstract scene on the steel sky, Russell and Gray Wind looked at each other.

Just when the situation was chaotic, suddenly, a majestic figure wearing bright gold armor appeared in the sky, followed by a vast army of orcs, each of whom was armed with blue power armor engraved with the white 'Ω' logo, this is the orc legion of the 'Extreme Clan'.

Enraged, the Astami beasts of the Extreme Clan marched swiftly across the steel firmament with a uniform pace, rushing towards the focal point of the conflict, Fabius Baier, who wore the skin of a human emperor.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable! Abominable heretics, damned Chaos, dare to blaspheme the holy Emperor and the Emperor! ”

"For the Emperor! Purge heretics! For the emperor! ”

The orcs of the Extreme Clan let out an earth-shattering roar, and the astamins who saw the Emperor's sacred image desecrated were furious, and the burning green fury took on substance on the battlefield, even more angry than Abaddon and the White Scar combined.

Blue-painted knight mechs and the Titan legions ascend to the steely sky, and the green-skinned warriors of the Extreme Clan vow to defend the Emperor and the Emperor with all their might.

(End of chapter)