Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light.

Chapter 315 Princess Rapunzel and Mortarion

Chagatai's heartbeat and breathing, which had just calmed down, became chaotic again at this moment.

Whether it was the barbarian god Immortality of Jogris or the infinitely majestic figure on the pale throne in his dream, they were all unattainable existences in the legends that he considered.

This is as unrealistic as if Qin Shihuang doesn't want you, he will come over and make you a general at fifty.

Changshengtian picked out the roasted persimmons from the fire with a stick and threw them to Chagatai.

Jaghatai, who had not yet become Taraskar, Barbarian, Chogris or even the White Scar Khan, caught the hot thing, and his frozen fingers seemed to gain some warmth.

Chagatai sat down and ate the roasted persimmon hungrily.

After he finished eating one, Changshengtian pulled out roasted chestnuts and other things and threw them to him.

Chagatai was very nervous. He didn't know what attitude or words to use to face this god.

Different from the original body that has grown up and unified Chogris, he is now so immature that he does not have much experience in the world. His first growth was after the death of his adoptive father, when he led Taraskar to conquer the enemy tribe and conquered the enemy. Fang Khan's head was hung in his tent.

"You mean that I will be ostracized by other brothers and their children in the Great Crusade?"

"Abandoning darkness and turning to light?!" Chagatai always felt that this statement was not quite right.

The Emperor, ostensibly affable, asked Gyorgris to join the Empire and become part of the Great Crusade.

This sentence made Chagatai, who was eating roasted sweet potatoes, stunned.

"Don't talk nonsense. I see every legion is clamoring to be squeezed out, such as the Ninth Legion, such as the Thousand Sons Legion, such as Alpha, such as the Fourth Legion..."

"You are one of the twenty-one sons of the Emperor, the Lord of Mankind, also known as the Primarch of the Empire. You have more than nine thousand genetic descendants, and there may be more in the future.

But he was confused next: "But blackgrass can also poison sheep!"

Chagatai, a boy who can be taught, suddenly realized.

Fortunately, Changshengtian seemed to notice his embarrassment and spoke first.

"I understand, I understand what you mean. The poisonous weeds on the grassland are all very bright and dangerous..."

Rasta hesitated for a moment, considering whether to give Jaghatai one of the carbon blocks in the fire.

In the following time, the pale and terrifying thing began to explain to Jaghatai the structure of the empire and the relationship between the Primarch and the Emperor.

But Chagatai changed the topic: "But the most dangerous thing is the place where the bones are. The white bones can't even let you identify where the danger comes from!"

The question then arises, who is squeezing whom out? What? The answer is that I exclude me? If not, I have to ask the Emperor for advice! hateful! The Emperor said he was not a god! Can't answer my question? Happy birthday! Must wish for birthday!
"Stop talking nonsense, your son is in my hands. If you don't want your sons to suffer, this primarch, you should know what to do!"

In fact, this emperor will not allow you to refuse him. If Jaghatai dares to refuse, the entire Chogris will be exterminated in the worst case. With the emperor's crazy nature, it is not surprising that anything will happen.

Rasta mentioned a happy thing, that is, from the perspective of each legion, there are few who do not feel that they are excluded.

Chagatai glanced at the huge photo album. To be honest, this photo album was half as big as the Immortal Sky. How did he hide it in his arms?

In a place called Chaos, there are four old guys who want you to surrender to the light..."

By the time Chagatai was full, the exchange was almost over.

Wait a minute, I am a child who looks eight years old. You tell me that I have a son? !

"Let me ask you, compared to darkness, are purple, blue, red, and green much brighter?"

"All your sons are in my hands. They are tied to the motorcycle and I can't stop it!"

Chagatai took the photo album and started flipping through it.

Chagatai was a little confused.

Jaghatai Khan, who possessed the wisdom and sharp eyes of a giant eagle, recognized what the Emperor was at the first sight.

Unlike Pebolatu in the original timeline, Jaghatai cares about everyone around him, but he will not back down when faced with necessary sacrifices.

"I want to ask you for an answer, that is, who am I?"

Jaghatai Khan joined the Empire and began the Great Crusade for every subject of Chogris.

Changshengtian started to make nonsense.

Changshengtian said as he took out a thick photo album from his arms.

Jaghatai has always known that he is not the biological son of Taraskar Khan. There is no other reason. The main reason is that he is much more handsome than Taraskar Khan.

In the original timeline, after he unified all of Chogris, the Emperor arrived.

Rasta has his own set of opinions and rhetoric.

Chagatai didn't dare to refute Changshengtian, so he replied by mistake.

"Which one?"

alright! alright! Knowing that you scolded all five of them - Rasta really wanted to have fun.

He doesn't want to explain the current changes in the timeline, and he may not be squeezed out.

Chagatai was a little nervous about these heirs for some reason.

"Your son is in my hands."

The faces of the Astartes appeared in front of him one after another. These subspace creations that carried the life breath of his children made him understand one thing - he was unmarried and had no children, but he really had so many sons!

Raste was threatened by Jaghatai Orb who had climbed up to Kalin Tower, the top of the warriors.

Why maybe?

The other Primarchs looked at Jaghatai from a distance holding a giant eagle in his right hand, holding the Emperor's hand with his right hand, and riding a motorcycle, and they would think that this racing gang was not a serious Primarch.

Chagatai actually had no intention of rejecting Changshengtian's request.

Whether it was the faint light outside the training cabin, the pale throne in his dream, or the blessings of the Immortal Sky on the grassland, they all made him love and worship this god.

"Then what should I do..."

Chagatai shut up as soon as he opened his mouth because he saw Chang Shengtian take out a piece of the boss's stuff and start roasting it on the fire.

He was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth: "What kind of whip is this?!"

"..."

Rasta glanced at the god's spine on the fire and hesitated.

"I think your kid must have been contaminated by the purple pervert in the chaos. I have to kick you down and climb up again to purify the subspace aura you are contaminated with."

These words stopped in Chagatai's ears, and he just thought he was joking.

The next moment, Changshengtian's figure became extremely terrifying and huge, and he carried the hideous and elegant thing and threw it out.

Chagatai began to experience the feeling of weightlessness. He fell from the cliff of the highest peak of the snow-capped mountain.

Fortunately, the giant eagle caught him.

When Chagatai was depressed, the giant eagle began to sing.

Jaghatai began to speculate about the meaning of the giant eagle again.

"You mean, He is training me. This mountain is not on earth, and every climb can make me stronger and sublime myself.

Is this also part of the ritual, like an eagle pushing down its own child, expecting the young eagle to fly? "

Jaghatai couldn't see the giant eagle's head, but from the giant eagle's acquiescence, he was sure that his idea was right.

Little did he know that the giant eagle stared and didn't know what to say.

It barked, but it didn't mean much. It just said "This is for your own good"!
The giant eagle quickly brought Chagatai to the foot of the snow mountain, shook him off, and waited for him to climb the straight snow peak again.

Chagatai had eaten just now and had no problem with his physical strength. He grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, then looked back at the snow-capped mountains. Under the snow-capped mountains, there seemed to be some small dots moving and gathering.

Jaghatai just thought it was some tribe grazing cattle.

He did not hesitate and climbed the snow peak again.

What he didn't know was that because the giant eagle once again chose the warrior who would lead the barbarians, the tribes who were supposed to fight to the death in the civil war were gathering under the snow-capped mountains.

They looked at the sacred mountain from a distance.

The clouds on the sacred mountain are forming a number.

That was the number of times Chagatai successfully climbed Mount Kailash.

The various tribes that were still dissatisfied with Chagatai fell silent.

Then, they began to kowtow to the sacred mountain.

Thank you to the Immortals for giving them a new leader, the Khan of Khans!

This mountain will become a sacred place for thousands of years to come.

No matter what thoughts the pilgrims have in mind or what purpose they pursue for power, they embark on the path that Chagatai Khan once walked...
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The Phalanx, a legacy of the Golden Age, a massive battleship thousands of kilometers long, is bathing in the bloody sunset of a dying star.

If big is good and more is beautiful, then the Phalanx can probably win the Imperial Machine Soul Beauty Contest.

The reason why Charmander, the chosen tank of Light Desire, did not get a ranking must be because the empire suspected that this guy was not a machine soul but a demon engine.

After all, when it comes to Charmander, how evil can a machine spirit be?
Charmander has studied music theory diligently, and can even correct which major key the Chainsword Master plays incorrectly.

Rogal Dorn, who had a tougher temper than Yaojin, was on the surface of Invite, looking up at the huge and beautiful mechanical creation.

He called the Phalanx her.

Invet is where Rogal Dorn fell.

Although the Fenris planet of Leman Russ has more than thirty months of winter a year, there are still a few months of winter that I don’t know what season it is.

But Invite is a completely ice and snow planet. Only the most cold-resistant animals and plants and Invite people can survive here.

The Invites even established a kingdom on the ice and snow city.

Rogal Dorn has no current interest in that kingdom.

He longed for the huge flying steel city in the sky. She was so beautiful that it could be called Rogal Dorn's dream throughout his boyhood.

Because Witte was stuck by the gravity of the dying star that could no longer provide him with much heat.

Just like the moon to Terra, the back side of the planet is always endless night, and the other side is not much better. It is like a near-night dusk that will never sink.

If the people of Gu Terra think this scenery is beautiful, Rogal Dorn would not mind inviting them to stay here for three days and three nights, and die more than four thousand times.

Genetic modification and years of adaptation mean that the Inwit people must live cautiously.

Rogal Dorn returned to the igloo, and his grandfather patted the snowflakes off his body and asked him to be careful with his ears and fingers.

Rogal Dorn nodded and began to eat the allocated food.

The most delicious thing is the liver. It is delicious because it is easy to chew. It has a strong fishy smell. If the environment is comfortable, this is definitely a dark food.

While the family was having dinner, there was a knock on the door.

The vigilance of the Invites is absolute.

Rogal Dorn's grandfather even said that the uninvited guests should be given some color.

Until he discovered that outside the door was a huge steel monster.

The most outrageous thing is that this guy is wearing a thick cotton coat that fits a tank.

“Oh, my God, it’s so damn cold, it’s such a shame that I have to go out to do business.

Are you having a meal? Can you let me come in and sit down? I want to drive away the cold. "

Charmander was trembling, but to it, the trembling was more like shaking legs than real cold.

Rogal Dorn's grandfather looked back at the igloo, and then at the size of Charmander.

He shook his head with a complicated expression and refused the entreaty of the salesman who had an igloo that was even bigger than his own.

"Well, dear sir, if you can't do me this favor, please accept this leaflet.

My boss, Mr. Lassiter, the CEO of Intelligent Body Art Company, is hosting an event.

He will hold a lottery contest. If you buy a piece of chocolate, you can participate in the lottery.

He has set up forty-four lottery tickets, and those who get the tickets will go to the Phalanx.

It's that big guy in the sky. To be honest, I think she's quite pretty, but our bodies don't match up well, and I also belong to a machine soul. I can talk to you about my smoke and her roar. It’s really great…”

The chattering Charmander made the whole family speechless.

Fortunately, they took over the extra large slab of chocolate, a luxury item that Invite should not have.

"What do we have to pay?"

"Our company operates a service called Didi Beating. You only need to jump up and attack a very arrogant guy on his knees when he comes here."

Salesman Charmander quickly retreated.

It's not that the Rogdorn family didn't think about resisting, they also wanted to fall out - if they didn't still remember that there was a mountain on Charmander's route.

"Is this thing poisonous?"

"I think I can give Aite a bite."

Everyone looked at their sled dogs.

Aite looked at the other four dogs in the house, including Rogdorn, in confusion - "Nummy, I can't eat chocolate because I'm a dog, so are you?"

After Aite's fierce resistance and the chocolate was thought to be poisonous, everyone was ready to put the matter behind them.

But a few days later, Roggedorn grabbed the chocolate by accident and took a bite.

He is about to get the Mountain Formation now. If he looks up and stares at it every day, he should get cervical spondylitis!
After finishing the chocolate, he found that there seemed to be a children's book inside.

Rog Dorn's curiosity led him to read this book.

"A long, long time ago, a long, long time ago, there was a man named..."

Wait a minute, what does this sentence at the beginning mean? Rogal Dorn started a thinking storm.

Aite ran over and bit the little master's trouser leg, so he and the dog leaned together and continued to watch.

"There is a place called Barbarus, and here, there is an evil alien warlord overlord.

It captured Mortarion, a princess of the Human Empire, and imprisoned Mortarion in his tower like a dragon.

He also threw his foul-smelling socks into the tower and asked Mortarion to clean them.

Time passes like this day by day, in a depressing environment of despair and terror...

Finally, Mortarion tore his socks in the wash! "

"……are you crazy!"

Rogal Dorn threw the book on the table.

(End of this chapter)