Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 206 Corruption
Become a Primarch?

Lu Mingfei's expression became confused again.

The Primarch is the son of the great Emperor and the genetic father of the Astartes Chapter, and in the minds of most Astartes, he is a divine existence only under the Emperor.

But it is a pity that after the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, the few remaining Primarchs of the Empire also disappeared in the following hundred years.Lu Mingfei only knows that Roboute Guilliman, the Primarch of the Ultramarines, is sleeping on the home planet Macragge, and that the body of the deceased Saint Jeremy is now stored in Baal, the home planet of the Blood Angels. Protection, the Wailers who have been wandering the borders of the empire have no chance and no right to pay homage to them.

If someone else asked Lu Mingfei if he wanted to become a Primarch, he would think it was a bewitchment from Chaos, and beheaded the other party on the spot to prove his loyalty to the Emperor and Sanguine Les.

But now the one who asked him was the Lord of Humanity who had been fighting for his will and ideals with his brothers in the warband.

After the war in the Food of the Night ended, Lu Mingfei always thought that what Saint Leno sent to him in the Holy Grail of Blood would be the soul fragment of Primarch Saint Leon, but he never thought that what he sent would be Fragments of the will from the Emperor himself, and even when the Emperor later appeared, he always thought of him as Sanguine Les and kept calling him "Father".

After another long silence, Lu Mingfei slowly raised his head and took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Emperor... I... don't think I'm qualified to be that kind of great existence. I'm just a The son of Saint Rees who fought against mankind."

After hearing Lu Mingfei's answer, the fiery light in the boy's eyes slowly extinguished and became as calm as water, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up on his pensive face.

Smiling, even in the time before sitting on the throne, he did not show this kind of demeanor.

"I have always believed that redundant emotions are the root of depravity, so that absolute rationality has become my instinct. When I created the Imperial Army, I also baptized this rationality into them; Thousands of years later, what has not been swallowed up by divinity is the humanity and feelings that have been abandoned by me."

Lu Mingfei held his breath and listened intently to the emperor's holy words. He may be the only human being fortunate enough to have such a close contact with the emperor's will in the past ten thousand years.

"I am glad to be in such a beautiful cradle, Katos, that reminds me of what Terra was once," said the boy. "The shadow of the Empyrean does not exist here, nor does the richness of human emotion. The nourishment of the Chaos Gods."

"Let me ask you a second question now, Lu Mingfei," the boy kept changing his address, as if deliberately treating him as two different personalities, and at the same time did not continue the topic of the Primarch, "Would you rather Go to that dark universe to fight for mankind?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. This is my mission as the son of Saint-Jacques," Lu Mingfei replied almost without hesitation, "The brothers of the Wailers are still waiting for me."

Homeland is beautiful and peaceful, but there are many more humans in that world who need the Astartes to save.

"Very well, Lu Mingfei, I believe Robert will like you," the boy nodded calmly, without any more emotion because of his answer, "We will go back, but not now."

With a light wave of his palm, humanoid specimens floated one after another, surrounding them neatly.

Lu Mingfei took a quick glance, and most of them were dead waiter aliens who had been beheaded by him, from the followers of the false god Odin to the sinful creations of heretic kings, even the mutants polluted by chaos not long ago. Deadpool is also among them.

There are also a few familiar figures: Chu Zihang, Chu Tianjiao, Yuan Zhinv, Alchemy Sergeant Old Tang... Even Lu Mingfei himself is inside.

"Do you know how my Praetorians select strong-willed candidates who can stand up to the dead directly when I sit on the throne?" the boy asked.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty... what you said is absolutely confidential, and I have no right to know about it."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head.

"The Inanimate" refers to the substance of the evil in the subspace, and he generally uses a more straightforward term such as "demon"; The Emperor's powerful Custodians, they are rumored to be extremely powerful, even the Astartes have a huge gap compared to them.

"In the dungeon under the palace, there are four supremely inanimate beings imprisoned: 'Eight Skulls', 'Seven Miasmas', 'Six Wish Granters', and 'Soul Driller'."

"As a test, candidates need to defeat the 'Eight Skulls' without weapons and power armor, breathe the miasma of the 'Seven Miasmas' for three hours without the aid of technology, and listen to the 'Six Wish Granters' for sixteen hours ' and left calmly after seductive words, staring unblinkingly into the nine eyes of the 'soul driller' for 24 hours."

"..."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei felt a deeper respect for the "Emperor's Claws" who were stationed in the Terra Palace. Warriors who survived these trials and did not fall could indeed directly confront the subspace demons.

"But you can now avoid these trials of will," the boy waved his hand, and the sleeping "Chu Tianjiao" specimen floated over, "After observation, the hybrid human genes that combine humans and dragons have undergone miraculous changes. traits that make you almost completely immune to psionic corruption. That's why I call you 'other untouchables'."

"Even if the chaotic gods personally end up trying to drag you into their command, they will fail because the body cannot resonate. You will be killed, but you will not be corrupted by spiritual energy."

The boy's pupils rekindled a star-like brilliance.

"Is... immune to spiritual powers?" Lu Mingfei tried to understand the words of the emperor, hesitating to say some words, "But... my brother Chu Zihang and I have both received your spiritual powers. Fu, and I am similar."

"That is the power of faith, my loyal warrior," the boy sighed softly, "I destroyed the last church on Terra ten thousand years ago, and now there are tens of billions of churches built for me , the power of faith of countless people gathered on that living corpse trapped on the throne."

A withered and somewhat scorched humanoid specimen flew over.

"The ratio between the power of faith and the mixed-race body needs to be tested, otherwise it will be burned and disintegrated by the power of faith like this," the boy said. "The good news is that the child you recruited has good abilities. any damage and consumption."

Lu Mingfei didn't speak, and stared blankly at the humanoid specimen—the withered, scorched body was his own face.

Of course he knew that this was not his real self, it should be an afterimage of a certain state of himself in the "Mourning of Summer" dream.

He seemed to recall the scene where the surging holy golden light gushed out of his body and engulfed him, and the severe pain of being burned by the flame rose from the depths of his heart.

And the Lord of Humanity has been burned by this power for nearly ten thousand years.

"Don't be distracted by unimportant things, Lu Mingfei." The boy's gaze seemed to be able to pierce the depths of Lu Mingfei's soul. The Implications of 'The Weavers of Destiny' on the Present World."

"Although the crow did not come from the main body, the Lord of Change is the most cunning and changeable Chaos God, and any changes in the situation are pleasing to Him."

"I can't interfere too much in this world anymore, otherwise the gods from the highest heaven will be attracted."

"Understood, I will be loyal to death and live up to my mission, Your Majesty."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, his eyes became extremely determined.

"In addition, there is still a way for mixed-race humans to be corrupted." The boy waved his hand, and the corpses of several deadpools flew in. "If the dragon gene in a mixed-race human exceeds a certain percentage, it will become unstable, and the resistance to chaos and corruption will be reduced." It is greatly reduced, and when they completely degenerate into the state of Deadpool, the power of chaos can easily corrupt them."

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that this was the reason why the body of the heretic 'Glora' was a mixed race, but after following the Lord of Changes, his body was still corrupted and mutated.

But when he thought about it, he realized something was wrong.If the dragon gene exceeds a certain percentage...

"Yes, draconic xenomorphs don't have any resistance to psionic corruption."

The boy said indifferently, "You need to find out the alien that is connected to that crow as soon as possible, and then destroy it."

　The rumors spread even more crazily than I imagined. Under pressure, the group was temporarily disbanded, and the group chat was re-established after a while.

　　To clarify again, the victim is not me, and I don't want this kind of enthusiasm. It's like waking up tomorrow to find that your family, relatives, game groups, and company groups are all madly spreading the news that you were "green"...

　　People sit at home, green hats come up from the sky.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)