Beauties Only Belong to the Strong

"Russ, you went in with your left foot first, are you unhappy with me?"

Upon suddenly hearing the Emperor ask him this question, the Wolf King's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and the surrounding Adeptus Custodes also turned their heads, pricking up their ears to watch the drama unfold.

"Father, you know me. I am your most filial son. Even if you asked me to kill that treacherous minister Malcador, I would not flinch."

"That—", wait, didn't you just say I had thick rice? Get over here!"

The Emperor's reasoning was a bit far-fetched. Compared to this sharp-minded old man who always liked to use corporal punishment, Russ suddenly felt that his father's previous behavior was much better; at least he wouldn't beat him.

Russ, who had been slapped for no reason, stood up obediently and couldn't help but think of Mordred. If his Second Brother had been there, he definitely wouldn't have been beaten up. After all, it would have been easier for his Good Second Brother to beat him up, and he would have attracted most of the hatred.

Warp Voyage is never a pleasant experience; there will always be some unpleasant creatures who can't resist the temptation to try it out.

But even a little glutton knows when to stop. With the Golden Giant around, the Daemon will scatter and run away. They must not let the Cursed taste the sweetness.

However, in order to survive, the Daemon also set their sights on the Emperor, which is roughly manifested in following behind the Emperor's Dream to pick up trash and collect the scraps of those crushed by the cold sun. After all, even a mosquito is still meat, and for the sake of survival, it's not cold!

This matter is briefly mentioned in "The Great Encyclopedia of Warp Entity Habits That Even Ogryn Can Understand," and together with "The Education Method That Even Makes Ogryn Count to 100," it is known as a treasure of Atlas culture, a treasure that Tzeentch dreams of obtaining.

Unfortunately, these two books, one collected by Emperor and the other revered as a sacred object by Iron Warriors, were not so easily obtained.

Out of caution, after receiving a request for assistance from the First Legion, the Emperor did not rush to their aid, but instead returned to Mars to retrieve a weapon.

The Eternal Night Maze is the name of this weapon. It contains Star God Fragment known as the Void Dragon. Its origin is quite mysterious. No matter how much Russ asked, the Emperor refused to say anything, and instead told him a little story.

The story was so far-fetched that Roboute Guilliman couldn't help but say that the so-called dragon-slaying youth was probably just showing off his repressed feelings, which is why he made up such an unreliable story.

If a medieval knight could traverse the void in his physical form, defeat a dragon on horseback, and seal it deep within Mars, then Roboute Guilliman would be a creator god.

This must be a third-rate fantasy story that only an idiot could come up with. Father, please don't be fooled!

Russ, being outspoken, said whatever came to mind, and as a result, he's been getting beaten up by the Emperor every day for various reasons these past few days, leaving the Wolf King helpless and starting to miss Mordred terribly.

Fortunately, the Wolf King's bad days were finally over. The fleet was about to leave the Warp and join the four legions. Russ, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, decided to kill a few more Xenos to vent his frustration. Otherwise, he would really become a stupid dog.

As the Gellar Field shut down and the outer armor opened, the crew, who had been adrift for many days, finally entered the Material Universe. But as soon as they arrived, they saw a rather bizarre scene.

"Have we not left Warp yet?"

In the space graveyard littered with shipwrecks, a large, green, and fleshy living planet, swollen with blood and gore, is charging forward and crashing into the last Battle Moon, shattering into countless pieces of debris and scattering chaotic broadcasts everywhere.

"Don't run, you damned bastards! I'm going to kill you all! You've already met your demise! Woof woof woof!"

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive! This must not be known to anyone else! Zabriel, bring him to trial!"

"Brothers, this is terrible! Guilliman has gone berserk again! The flanking fleet is surrounded! Come and help! Come and help!"

The chaotic and noisy communication network instantly infuriated Space Wolves. Wasn't it supposed to be that the Randan Xenos would disrupt communications? Wasn't it supposed to wait for us to form an encirclement? And what was going on with that living planet that looked exactly like Xenos?

With his keen eyesight, Roboute Guilliman could even spot the Giant Lizard and Atlas shouting and yelling among the garbage and debris; the entire sector was in complete chaos.

Their opponents were a group of humanoid Xenos with tentacles on their heads, and—and isn't that the Angel of Bliss?

Everyone instinctively looked at Emperor, after all, the best-selling model of Angel of Bliss needs no further explanation.

However, at this moment, the Emperor's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. "What do you mean, 'I have come to ask,' but I have nothing to say. My son is also in league with the Japanese." The Golden Giant had already seen a large number of blasphemous things that looked quite similar to himself.

"I'm tired, let's destroy it!"

It's no wonder the Legion went to such lengths; after Mordred destroyed that Abominable Intelligence, he discovered even more Blasphemous Artifact —virtually every Primarch-like Abominable Intelligence.

This is no ordinary Xenos; it dares to collude with the Abominable Intelligence. We must Strike Hard.

Once a person dies, their life is over. For the sake of the Legion's honor, the Randan Xenos must be exterminated.

Because of Mordred, the last Battle Moon also destroyed the Void Shield Array in the explosion, and the entire starry sky was filled with debris.

Even so, the Xenos still possesses the power to fight.

Deep within the fortress, a towering Randan Xenos, standing 5 meters tall, surveyed its surroundings. All the Rendan Lord whose gaze fell upon it lowered their heads, not daring to meet its eyes.

As the Imperial Warmaster, Athena held these Warlord in particularly low regard. A mere temporary setback had caused them such anxiety and unease; they were truly unworthy of Her His Majesty's cultivation.

"You bunch of useless trash! If that good-for-nothing Venus hadn't been ambushed, we would never have had our Battle Moon destroyed by that monster."

You're all trash! How am I supposed to explain this to my mother?

The war Warmaster, relentlessly berated by the Warlord, could only endure it. Although Venus, also Warmaster, Killed in Action, if any of them, these low-ranking lords, dared to interrupt, they would be blasted to dust!

Some people are born in Rome, while others are destined to toil like beasts of burden for their entire lives—this saying is vividly illustrated in Rangdan society.

Every Randan Xenos is assigned to a specific social class before birth; warriors are warriors, artisans are artisans, and the strictest hierarchical system is implemented, with the entire society structured like a pyramid. At the very top of the pyramid is the Randan Empress.

Since the end of the Eternal Night Era, His Majesty, with his extraordinary wisdom, created the Rangdan race, bringing the spark of wisdom to all living beings.

In just a few years, the Empress quelled the war and completely unified the home planet.

But a king is called a king because he has supreme Overlord's Will. Unifying the mother planet is not the end, but only the beginning of glorious evolution. Only by conquering the endless sea of stars can the greatness of the Rangdan race be explained.

In order to better control the legions and to better conquer the galaxy, the Empress even sacrificed herself, personally giving birth to five Imperial Warmaster, becoming a beacon illuminating the empire's path forward.

These five Warmaster led the Imperial Fleet to conquer cities and strongholds for the Empress, bringing one victory after another.

With its immense power, the empire was warmly welcomed wherever it went. Its vibrant energy, like the flourishing of all things, inspired even the lowest-ranking Civilians to stand tall with pride.

Thanks to its institutional advantages, the empire has made breakthroughs in technology and military strength, and everyone is working hard and dedicating themselves to making the empire great again under the banner of Managed Democracy.

Until that day 20 years ago, Rangdan encountered the ignorant and foolish Imperium of Man, and the two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle. However, due to the overwhelming disparity in military strength, Ran Dan was ultimately defeated by the humans.

However, victory and defeat are common in war. The Queen did not blame the soldiers. Instead, she found new partners and launched a glorious expedition, vowing to wipe out these damned Humanoid Xenos.

Faced with the Warmaster's reprimand, Rendan Lord could only silently endure it, for Fealty was the best reward!

Seeing these weak lords, whom she could not rely on at all, Athena was furious. To protect her mother's honor, she had to turn the tide.

As the Eagle War progressed, Athena also realized the problem: the Empire's proud assimilation ability was completely ineffective against those strange creatures who called themselves Atlas, and infiltration operations were a joke.

These damned black-armored warriors also possess Mind Network; once inside, they will be reverse-contaminated, turning into insane lunatics who can only scream incoherently. They might even be killed by strange Warp Entity that come after them, leaving them with no choice but to fight head-on.

The problem is that these giant black Canned One are all incredibly cowardly and refuse to engage in direct combat. Each Atlas is surrounded by tens of thousands of Lizardmen.

As for the human legions, they've learned their lesson and abandoned the ground battlefield, instead hiding in their warships and firing from the shadows.

If the cannon fodder cannot be enslaved, the scales of victory will only tip in favor of the other side as time goes on. What's worse are those damned Giant Lizard; there are just too many of them. Kill one and two more will pop out.

And this thing will grow bigger and bigger, and its fighting power will become stronger and stronger. It has transformed from a small piece of trash who could cut a stick in two with a single stroke, into a big guy wearing heavy scrap metal armor and wielding strange firearms.

Especially the Big Lizard with the strange golden hair; even when eight Warlord joined forces and cut off his head, they still couldn't eliminate this lizard leader named Li Goudan.

Just one day later, this lizard leader named Li Goudan was placed into the Dreadnought Guard and returned to the battlefield, now larger, greener, and even a bit red.

"With my incompetence in Wenbai, I've brought shame upon the nation and its sovereignty; it seems I must return to public life."

"Since we can't win by attrition, let's go for a boarding maneuver and decapitation strike. As long as we kill the enemy's high-ranking general, it will definitely cause chaos among the enemy. We must find a high-value target."

Upon activating the Holographic Projection, the Rendan Lord immediately began advising the Warmaster, selecting suitable targets:

"A 50-meter-tall monster? Damn it, how is this thing still alive? Call in artillery fire and blow it to bits!"

"Boarding an enemy warship? No way, we'd be shot down before we even got there."

"Wait, what's this?"

Watching the Golden Giant charging forward on the ground battlefield in the Holographic Projection, already creating distance between itself and those behind, all the Rendan Lord nodded in approval.

"Your Highness, according to intelligence, this is the False Emperor of the Imperium of Man. If we kill this high-value target, then we..."

"No, I don't need to kill her, I want her alive! Such a beauty deserves only the strong. I want to offer her to my mother!"