Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 205 My Emperor
Lu Mingfei woke up suddenly.

What caught the eye was the Milky Way across the sky, and the curtain of the night was dotted with thousands of twinkling stars.Lu Mingfei had seen this kind of scenery countless times when the warship was on a regular voyage, but it had never been so pure and reassuring as what he saw at this time.

Although it is not known whether there are other alien aliens in this universe, at least there is no pollution from the highest sky, and there is no trace of blasphemy from the Eye of Terror.

He sat up from the frozen sea and saw a huge white moon rising slowly from the distant sea level.

The half-moon rose above the ice surface, and the half-moon was still below sea level, and the craters on the moon were clearly visible.The shadow of the half moon reflected on the ice surface formed a perfect circle with the half white moon in the sky.

Yuanzhinv seems to have lifted the "Nightmare Tapir", Kassel Manor, the waking alien, the raging blizzard...all the scenes have disappeared, and the memory of the "Mourning of Summer" seems to have ended.

But Lu Mingfei didn't know anything about it, he lost consciousness after the holy and blazing holy light poured into his body.

"Brother, are you awake?" someone whispered to him.

Lu Mingze, that boy with the same name as his uncle's child, who was suspected to have a demon spirit, appeared in front of Lu Mingfei, bathed in silvery moonlight.

The smile on his face was gentle and sly, and his eyes shone with golden light, "We haven't talked since we came back from the Food of the Night, brother, do you miss me?"

"No," Lu Mingfei responded indifferently, "Where is this place? What kind of tricks are you playing?"

Whether he admits it or not, Lu Mingze did give him some help, such as allowing the innocent woman to survive the Maria Hospital incident instead of being purified by him; Quan Xian. Phantom Mirage's fatal flaw information...

"It's such a sad answer," Lu Mingze sighed with resentment on his face, "Although I really want to catch up with you, brother, there is a more important person who wants to meet you."

When he said this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he had thought of something funny.

Lu Mingfei was puzzled, and looked around the world on the ice sea again, and found a simple wooden house not far away.

"Who else is here but you?" He was instinctively alert.

From a space hulk of the Dark Angels Legion during the Great Purge of the Empire, he was "fortunate" to learn some deeper and hidden history about the "Horus Heresy": for example, he was once the Emperor's favorite child of the Primarch Horus, the Gen Primarch of the No.16 Legion, who was also respected by other Primarch brothers, was sent to a so-called "temple" for healing because of serious injuries before his rebellion and degeneration.

"Brother, your persecution paranoia is still so serious," Lu Mingze sighed resentfully again, "But I don't blame you, brother, you did go to a terrible place during the time between you...but some You still have to witness it with your own eyes.”

After speaking, he took the lead towards the hut standing on the ice sea in the distance.

Lu Mingfei was silent for a while, and then followed Lu Mingze - while silently praying and reciting the emperor's holy words.

Such a beautiful scene is obviously not a natural scene, and he obviously doesn't have the ability to escape from here now.

So he decided that no matter what was in the house at that time, he would smash and destroy everything in order to defend his loyalty to the Emperor who fought to the death and never be polluted by the power of evil and blasphemy.

The structure of the wooden house is very simple, and it is built with dark brown logs. It looks like it can't resist the severe cold here.

Lu Mingze pushed open the door of the wooden house, but he didn't go in. Instead, he took a step aside and opened his arms in a polite gesture, indicating that there was a more noble and great existence inside.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and walked in. Unlike the creations full of blasphemy and evil in his imagination, there was only one living person in the wooden house—and his existence was so dazzling and eye-catching that Lu Mingfei He didn't realize that the space in the wooden house was dozens of times larger than it looked from the outside, or that there were other humanoid specimens suspended in mid-air... His attention was completely focused on the boy.

He seems to be like a star in the galaxy, the warm and holy light dispels all the darkness and cold, and the body full of light exudes dangerous heat.

Handsome, beautiful, heroic... No amount of adjectives are enough to describe his pensive face, and anyone who sees this boy for the first time will feel peace from the heart instead of watching him face or figure.

"……Father."

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a while, then half-kneeled on the ground, performing the highest standard of etiquette for an Astarte when facing a Primarch.

"Hello, Katos. Or Lu Mingfei."

The boy spoke in pure Chinese.He didn't look at Lu Mingfei, but stared at the humanoid specimen floating in front of him. Its chest cavity was cut open, and the internal organs and tissues were clearly visible.

Lu Mingfei suppressed the ecstasy and excitement in his heart. To be called the father of the great Holy Blood Angels, the Primarch of the Ninth Primarch Sanguinius, this is the glory of him—and the entire Lamenters.

He quickly noticed the specimen in front of the boy. The face and the ferocious blue wings behind him were very familiar - this was the dragon king alien who called himself "the king of sea and water", Li Wuyue.

"Have I defeated him?" Lu Mingfei whispered to himself.

"No. This battle ended in failure." The boy seemed to hear his whisper, and said lightly.

Lu Mingfei's expression suddenly became fearful and ashamed, his head lowered even lower:
"Forgive me for failing to shame the Blood Angels this time, Father. I will wash away this shame with real alien blood!"

"It's not your fault, it's mine. The input ratio of the power of faith exceeded the threshold that the mixed-race body can bear, and it disintegrated during the battle." The boy said calmly, turning his head back, as if a star was burning The light that blooms from ordinary pupils seems to be able to pierce into the depths of Lu Mingfei's soul:
"Besides, I'm not your father."

Lu Mingfei raised his head, looking a little dazed.

"Although Sanguine Les is one of my most cherished sons...but what is in front of you now is just a fragment of humanity."

"A living corpse trapped on the Twisted Throne for tens of thousands of years, watching dreams and the future fall into darkness and despair, the last bit of humanity before it will be replaced by divinity."

the boy said absently.

But his words hit Lu Mingfei's heart like a bolt from the blue.

His body began to tremble violently—it wasn't fear...it was unprecedented excitement and glory, which almost knocked him out.

Lu Mingfei is not a fool... The boy has already revealed his identity:
Emperor.The father of the empire, the lord of mankind.

Because of the long distance of the journey and the fierceness of the war, not only the Wailers, but also many Astartes have never made a pilgrimage to the center of the empire—the throne world of Terra, let alone try to enter it. The palace, to meet the Lord of Men who sits on the golden throne.

The legend of the Emperor is only recorded in the book, and the Holy Face of the Emperor is only on the portraits and painted on the glass of the church. The loyalty to the Emperor has been deeply engraved in the heart of every Astartes as early as the operation .

But now, Lu Mingfei is very likely to be the first Astartes to see the Emperor's true will nearly ten thousand years after the era of the Great Rebellion.

What an honor this is!

But soon Lu Mingfei bowed his head in shame again, and fell into deep self-blame and remorse.

He failed to recognize the Great Emperor, and even mistook him for Primarch Sanguinius.

It was an act of blasphemy and irreverence, serious enough to warrant another Crusade of Atonement from the Lamenters.

"Don't be troubled by meaningless thoughts, Katos," the boy said, his rough hand that didn't match his age lightly rested on Lu Mingfei's shoulder, "Now is not the time to pay attention to etiquette."

"Everything is according to your will, Your Majesty." Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, trying to calm his thoughts.

"I want to ask you a question now, Lu Mingfei."

"Do you want to be a Primarch?"

(End of this chapter)