Chapter 8: The Ruler of the Earth

Soltarn W. Blonn opened his eyes to the distant, noisy and unpleasant sound of an arguing.

The old stonemason sighed deeply: every second, every minute and every day he stays here will show the beauty of the Iron Blood with the father of genes in charge from all aspects, and what kind of blessed immortal retirement days are lived above.

Even if you might confront Roger Dorn every now and then, or help with that bunny bunny pack sometimes, that's better than that—but Honso still deserves to die.

But the Stonesmith, who had fought all the way from Olympia to the Siege of Terra, was no sentimental little girl, and he only put a look of nostalgia on his face for a second, and then carefully tucked it into the deepest part of his heart, at least not yet......

A face covered in a breathing mask, with cold, hard eyes and no visible expression, rerepresents his image here.

Yes, here, Medlengard, the current nominal new home star of the Iron Warrior Legion, not to mention inferior to Olympia, here is not even half a hangar of the Iron Blood.

Soltarn walked out of the door of his lounge, and what he saw made him want to sigh deeply, but he held back.

In the Eye of Fear, even the slightest hint of exhaustion or weakness such as a sigh could lead to a covetous, more direct, tentative attack on all of his weaponry.

Due to the severe lack of supplies and the almost complete lack of effective production capacity (the Iron Warriors are much better at this, but Soltarn personally believes that without the governance of the Iron Lord, these production levels are extremely low and too good to be limited) In each set of Terminator armor in the Chaos Wargang in the Eye of Fear, there may be blood and bone fragments of dozens of previous masters, and perhaps the remnants of human skin and soul that have been propped up and attached to it to let out an eternal wail, as a kind of highly accepted among the four powerful believers, Quite a stylish décor, and while Soltarn wasn't wearing a Terminator, the maintenance and rarity of his current outfit was enough for him to be targeted.

Well, it's such a harsh living environment, and in the end, there is a normal thinking ability and organization that can compete with the Black Mechanics or other rare Chaos suppliers (?). The warbands that have signed the agreement are very small, and most of the time the Star Marines who have fallen into chaos are actually quite insecure, ah, this refers to those who have not yet surrendered themselves to the four powerful people, after all, for example, the Death Guard has miraculously maintained the legion, so as a rather generous force, the success of the Red Pirate King Ruft Huron's success in the Maelstrom is even a little unheard of by Soltarn.

For example, it is no exaggeration to say that just for a sip of clean water, the two sides can start a life-and-death game, flesh and blood, except for pleasing some gods, what is the effect on the living? Therefore, as an old stonemason who has known everything that happened before and after the ascension of the father of his genes, it is understandable that he hates Fogham and the emperor's sons and their gods very much, well, this is another account with the father of genes who deceived and attacked him, and Soltarn remembers it.

"Now, somebody tell me, what's going on here?" The Stonesmith's breathing mask voice was extremely distinctive, immediately interrupting the unrest that was taking place in the clearing outside the fortress tower. "I remember telling you just to do what I say and don't disturb my meditation service."

Almost immediately after discovering that he had somehow returned to Medlengaard, Soltarn took advantage of his surprise and his greatly strengthened natural strength - a lightning raid on the nearest war fortress and factory complex, and single-handedly beheaded the original war blacksmith and his loyal men, and immediately rewrote the place to his name—yes, Soltarn Wau-Blon could not have done this alone, despite his experience, With thousands of years of experience fighting aliens and their kind, a power axe full of energy, a gravity pistol full of energy gauges, and a brand new Mark XII power armor with all black technology will not work (this model was answered by Soltarn who once dared to ask the father who had kept his original body).

But Soltarn, the "Lord of the Earth", who has the ability to communicate with mountains, rock formations, and the earth's crust, and make them move on their own, can.

This nickname, which seemed too normal and grand even among the wizards of the Chaos Warband, was first coined among his men who witnessed his miraculous power during his campaign to capture the fortress, when all the remaining survivors finally knelt down on one knee with their weapons held high above the head of the dragon-tortoise-like animated mountains, and bowed their heads in obedience.

After all, it's terrifying, and when you find that as long as you're still standing on the ground under your feet, you'll be devoured and eaten alive by the sudden maw of a rock, or become a living target or blood splattered everywhere like an iron virgin stone carving, and if you go further, you happen to live in a rock-hewn and forged fortress on a mountain, oh—

Surrendering to such a great level of sorcery in the Eye of Fear is not a cowardly act of immorality or cowardice - as long as you don't believe in the Blood God - then immediately after your leader and his guards have been crushed by two rocks and dried into meat sauce and deformed metal cans, it clearly seems like a good choice to immediately turn to a new wizard of this magnitude.

Although the outfit of this wizard who seems to have just had an adventure really looks ...... It's uncomfortable to be too pseudo-emperor, but Soltarn Wong Bron isn't a nobody in Medlengard either, so the other Chaos Space Marines have suppressed their curiosity and begun to clean up the aftermath as their new masters have requested.

While not at all interested in gaining access to the Powers and Hubs, the Old Stonemason has followed the Iron Lord and the Breaker for so long, and he still has all the knowledge, theory, and wisdom that every veteran from the Age of Rebellion can learn from the beginning.

It didn't take much effort to gather and rebuild a fortress in the end, and some of the that made him unpleasant were dealt with decisively, and he was also called the "Merciful Ruler of the Earth" due to his clean death.

When he counted the dungeon, he found that there were still some captives alive inside, seemingly the result of the last raid on an Imperial planet by the former blacksmith of the fortress. Some mortals, both men and women, were young men, and most of them could have had the fate of factory slaves, machine servants, sacrificial offerings, or, worst of all, farms.

But now Soltarn arrived, and their fate began to move towards an unknown possibility.

The Stonesmith turned his eyes to the dust of the slave enclosure, where there was a great movement that had just made a great noise and attempted to attack the mortal boy of Chaos Astarte.

The latter's previously unyielding gaze grew angrier at the sight of the old stonemason's "normal empire-style" power armor that was out of step with the style around him, the human skull representing purity on his breastplate, and the golden ribbons that still glittered.

"You traitor!" He shouted hoarsely, "You joined them!" The Emperor will not forgive you! ”

"I don't need His forgiveness, boy."

Soltarn narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the boy in the uniform of the Loyal Heir Academy.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Samuquan! Pathetic degenerate! The boy replied sharply.

Wail.

How did you start coughing and sore throat......

(End of chapter)