Man in Warhammer, Starting Primarch

Chapter 2 2, Second Legion Primarch

Dukeer really didn't expect that he would travel to this Warhammer world known as the nightmare of travelers.

And he was the Primarch of the Second Legion who had been removed from the list long ago.

Although the Primarch possessed great power beyond the imagination of mortals.

But the dangers he had to face were also beyond the imagination of mortals.

However, why was the Second Primarch removed from the list by the Emperor, even to the point where his files were completely deleted?

Duker still couldn't suppress his curiosity and began to search his memories.

The removal of the Second Legion had always been an unsolved mystery in his previous life.

The Eleventh Legion, which was destroyed due to betrayal, at least kept records. How serious had this guy done that even the records were deleted completely?

In his previous life, he had discussed it with other people on the forum. The only reliable guess was that the Primarch of the Second Legion committed an unforgivable sin because his ability was out of control.

Duker searched the Primarch's memory, but his expression became increasingly confused.

——The Primarch's memory actually had a gap.

All we know is that the Primarch of the Second Legion perfectly inherited the Emperor's bravery, martial arts, and never-ending passion for fighting.

With these qualities, he is one of the most powerful Primarchs.

The subsequent memory was like a piece of it being cut out, and a blank gap appeared.

After the blank memory, the second Primarch completely lost control of his abilities, became a fighting madman, and directly attacked the God-Emperor.

The consequences were also asking for a hammer.

This act, which could not be called a rebellion or a terrorist attack, not only brought shame to the Emperor and slapped the old man in the face, but also brought great chaos to the human empire and left the seeds of incomplete loyalty in the hearts of other Primarchs.

Afterwards, the Emperor, who killed his own relatives for the sake of justice, declared his coldness and ruthlessness to the outside world.

He said that he had no father-son affection for the Primarch he created.

In action, he left Dukel's life and sealed him in the secret room of the temple of Ophelia VII.

It is hoped that through the baptism of holy brainwashing (crossed out) year after year, Dukel's heart, which has been blinded by his out-of-control abilities, will be awakened.

Think about the current situation again.

Now Abaddon's 13th expedition has captured the Cadia Fortress.

The Eye of Terror began to sprinkle the power of Chaos on the galaxy, and the huge curse mark penetrated the human empire.

Tens of thousands of years of war have provided the Chaos Four Gods with too much power.

Sending demons to the real world on a large scale, the influence of the four gods on the physical universe has become increasingly terrifying.

Chaos' eyes are fixed on every Primarch.

Of course, those good brothers who have betrayed are indispensable.

This should have been a crisis-ridden and almost unsolvable situation, but once combined with the memory of his Second Legion Primarch, the Battle Madman.

"Fuck, why do I feel like it's on fire?!"

"Isn't this much more interesting than the Golden Age?!"

Dukel felt that he was either affected by this body or crazy.

When he thought of the powerful enemies he might face in the future, he not only did not feel a bit of fear in his heart, but was full of fighting spirit and blood boiling.

However, Dukel said that it didn't matter to him.

How could he not be crazy if he traveled to Warhammer? !

Dukel stood up from the throne.

He picked up a chainsaw sword from the ground.

With a stalwart body of more than 4.6 meters, he held a hunter-type chainsaw sword of nearly 2 meters, just like holding an ordinary long sword.

"Buzz buzz buzz!——"

The chainsaw sword vibrated and made an excited buzz.

As the stalwart Primarch jumped up from the throne, the extremely terrible massacre began.

The first to die tragically were the wizards who believed in the fallen evil gods.

The buzzing chainsaw sword wantonly chopped and killed those guys who shook the foundation of the temple. It was their existence that gave the demon army the opportunity to kill into the temple.

Thick pulp was splattered, and blood was splashed like a painting.

Dukel inherited everything from the Primarch of the Second Legion, and now he didn't feel unfamiliar with chopping demons.

In front of the pinnacle of martial arts and god-like bravery, the psychic power that the demon wizards were proud of was just a joke.

After turning them into pieces of broken flesh and blood all over the ground.

Dukel turned around and rushed towards the Fallen Space Marines.

The warriors who had once been heroes of mankind and fought on the frontier of the galaxy could not get eternal rest now.

Dukel mercifully gave them the death they had dreamed of, and rushed forward like a god in the face of fierce artillery fire, holding a chainsaw sword.

In the face of overwhelming power and speed.

The counterattack of the Fallen Space Marines was so weak, and the superhuman sensitivity was not worth mentioning.

Like a tiger falling into a flock of sheep, the crazy killing began.

The chainsaw sword singing in the buzzing sound chopped the body of the Fallen Space Marine. The power armor on his body was like paper in front of the unparalleled power, and it didn't even stop for a moment.

Dukel's footsteps did not stop at all, grinning and split a demon in two, scarlet blood gushed like a column, and the demon was directly sent back to the warp.

Like an elegant dancer, leaping on this bloody stage, leaving only broken limbs and arms wherever he passed.

As Dukel jumped directly into the demon army and fought unrivaled, the balance of the war began to inevitably tilt.

His tall and majestic figure flashed among the enemy group, leading all the warriors to roar excitedly.

The nearby battle nuns and warriors from other legions spontaneously gathered around Dukel.

Together with him, they formed an unstoppable front.

In the roar of human beings, the demons were trembling.

In a trance, they even felt that they had returned to the golden age of mankind, and they once again became lambs to be slaughtered.

In the battle of Duker, they retreated step by step.

And the news that Duker woke up and joined the battle also spread to every corner of the world at a very fast speed.

Those creatures who had wept in despair were now jubilant. They were devastated by the demon offensive and now sincerely celebrated the arrival of the original body.

The fighting will that Duker perfectly inherited from the Almighty Emperor was mixed with powerful psychic energy at this moment and spread to every battlefield on this planet.

Under the infection of the strong fighting will, the exhausted bodies of the warriors once again emerged with endless power.

They were originally depressed, but now they became fearless again, rushing out of the trenches and fighting with the demons for life and death.

Praise the Emperor!

Praise mankind!

The great Emperor did not give up his people after all!

His own son has come to this world!

Once despair is torn open, it is no longer despair.

Everyone now firmly believes that victory will come.

The demon army was quickly expelled from the holy city, and the supporting battle sisters arrived and took over the task of expelling the demons.

When Dukel chopped down the last enemy in front of him, there was already a sea of ​​blood and corpses around him.

The flowing blood plasma almost submerged his feet, and the broken limbs and arms piled up like a mountain.

[A large number of human beliefs have been detected. ]

[The system is being activated]

[Host: Dukel.]

"Ah?"

"I'm so awesome, but there is still a system?"

Dukel, who was so excited about killing, was surprised at this moment.

Could it be that bastard of Tzeentch?

Dukel was not panicked at all. After this battle, he was completely clear.

It is a good thing to be a real system, but it doesn't matter if it is not.

At worst, just do it. If there is benefit, take it. If there is no benefit, find an opportunity to do it!

People in Warhammer never waste their spirit!

If the system is really powerful, one day I will punch the Chaos God, kick the dead spirits, and slap the greenskins so hard that they can't take care of themselves.

Then I will return to Terra and pull the big guy up from the golden toilet. From now on, I will call him godfather and he will call me big brother. Isn't it nice to talk about each other? !

[System loading completed. ]

[Absorbing human faith for the host to enhance]

Hmm?

Listening to the cold and ruthless electronic sound in my ears.

Before Dukel understood what it meant, he suddenly felt his own psychic energy, which began to surge at a very fast speed!

Subspace.

Subspace is the shadow of the real universe. In many aspects, the drastic changes in the real universe will produce corresponding changes in the subspace.

At this moment, Dukel's subspace projection spread like a disordered wildfire on the boundless plain, burning everything on the plain savagely.

The fire burned more and more fiercely, as if it was endless, baring its fangs and claws in the warp, almost burning the endless plains red.

It did not restrain its own power at all, was unruly and wanton.

The warp projection of ordinary psychics was like a bright torch, attracting the glimpse of countless warp creatures.

But in front of this wanton wildfire, the powerful Chaos creatures did not even dare to look directly at it, and could only run away in embarrassment.

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