Space Wolves: Isn't This Much Faster Than Robbing People?

Chapter Serf, also known as battle priests.

They typically wear black paint and skull helmets, fight alongside their Chapter Brother, chanting sacred battle creeds and inspiring their comrades to strive for great and heroic deeds.

But that was only in the eyes of their Chapter Brother. To the enemy, they were terrifying "Daemon" clad in black Power Armor and skull helmets!

Each Chapter has its own unique creed. For example, the Fang of the Frost Wolves' Gene Seed originated from the Fenris Space Wolves Legion, and they also have a unique title. "Wolf Priest."

Wolf Priest, who bear the dual responsibilities of priest and Apothecary, are not required to use the medical equipment prescribed by the Codex, but instead can use healing potions and balms—knowledge passed down from previous generations of Wolf Priest.

At the same time, they would often travel across the frigid lands of Fenris, searching for and selecting Chapter who had the potential to become the Imperium's most powerful warriors.

Of course, before becoming a qualified "Wolf Priest," they must first be "excellent" warriors!

The Space Wolves priest, wielding what appeared to be a short Priest's staff, managed to smash the heads of Chaos Canister one by one in less than a few minutes.

Then, he slowly picked up the skull helmet and put it back on. "Hey, why do you have to mess with me? I'm just a priest."

As for Piazzas, who was being tortured, he was practically cursing a million times over!

What kind of Chapter did he mess with? Besides the Company Commander, a priest who's served for three hundred years suddenly appeared? The odds of that are ridiculously low!

Even before the battle began, Piazzas had guessed that he might be humiliated.

But to his utter surprise, even though he had been blessed by the "Blood God," he was still being thoroughly humiliated!

The difference is ridiculously large!

Are all Space Wolves this "wild"?

"Enough--!"

Unable to bear the humiliation, Piazzas flew into a rage, his strength multiplying several times over, and he forcefully broke free from control.

Although he was beaten for half a minute, he wasn't actually seriously injured; Albert was just venting his anger.

"Hey, this is interesting." Looking at Piazzas, who had broken free of control, Albert wasn't annoyed at all; instead, a look of delight appeared on his face. He hooked the index finger of his power claw: "That's right, this is more interesting. Let me see just how capable you are, you little brat with Chaos beliefs!"

One-sided tyranny is no fun at all; a real man fights back!

What?

Worried that "Albert" might overplay his hand and get counter-killed by Chaos's sudden power?

The Chapter Serf said there was absolutely no need to worry, because their own Strike Cruiser still had a living fossil on board, and even if things went wrong, they could still kill Piazzas.

After putting down the Power hammer, he stopped paying attention to the situation on the "Company Commander's " side. He knew very well that once the Company Commander got interested, it would probably take some time before he turned to directing the other "wolf cubs" to control the key positions of the Chaos spaceship according to the plan.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the pastor frowned slightly as he noticed a communication from the "Watchmen".

Upon clicking, the projection revealed the long-absent "Raimon." The two Chapter had collaborated several times before, but their relationship was strained due to their differing ideologies.

"Hey, isn't this Company Commander Raimon?" the priest preemptively said in a strange tone, "Long time no see, what a coincidence to run into you here?"

Raimon's expression was somewhat strange; after all, he had argued with the enemy's Company Commander during the last mission.

The reason for this is that Space Wolves simply disregards the rules and regulations of the "Codex" so much that it treats the "Codex" like toilet paper.

In the end, he was saved by the other party.

But then again, as the son of Ultramarines, Raimon still has some sense of shame.

Despite his reluctance, he solemnly thanked them, "Thank you very much this time. Please give my thanks to Company Commander Albert."

He knew very well that if "Fang of the Frost Wolves" hadn't intervened, the "Watchers" would have suffered heavy losses. After all, only half a company remained on the ship, and almost all the Terminator had been sent to fight on the surface of Losel. He also had other matters to attend to and had left the ship. Faced with Chaos's sudden boarding, they would have been caught off guard!

Therefore, from any perspective, the Wardens owe "Fang of the Frost Wolves" a favor.

"No need, let's talk about something practical."

The pastor chuckled, then, like a shrewd businessman, revealed a smile that displeased Raimon: "What you discussed with 'Valshius,' two-thirds to us, is that alright?"

"Andrea, your greed and shamelessness are colder than the snows of Fenris!" Upon hearing this, Raimon's forehead veins bulged with rage, and he gritted his teeth, roaring, "What's the difference between your actions and robbery?!"

"Of course, my dear Company Commander Raimon."

Andrea laughed and said, "This is much faster than robbery. Besides, you're Ultramarines, and you were almost World Eaters. If word gets out, it won't just be Fenris that loses face, it will be your Ultramar that loses face!"

He knows exactly how to handle the "Ultramarines" type; these guys are all about saving face!

So, just two sentences and Raimon has been given a "red temper" rating?

"Andrea, I overestimated your manners!"

Raimon was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot in the communication projection, clearly enraged by those few "threats".

That's utterly shameless! Is this some kind of Space Wolves?

"Don't get so worked up, Company Commander Raimon." Seeing that things had gotten to a point, Andrea knew it was time to back down. If they continued, the negotiations would fall apart. So he coughed a few times and said seriously, "We need one-third of the spoils. Is that alright?"

Raimon thought for half a minute, then nodded. "Okay, but you'll also have to participate in this mission."

Since the Space Wolves Wolfmen are here anyway, there's no way to drive them away. Besides, he was just rescued once, so he doesn't mind letting his brother Chapter share the spoils.

At least, it's much better than giving it to some of the Imperium's insects!

"You agreed so quickly?"

This time, it was Andrea's turn to be a little surprised, staring suspiciously at Raimon: "Could there be some kind of trap on Losel?"

Raimon was nearly furious. So, his quick agreement was somehow a mistake?

"Ahem, sorry, I'm really short on cash lately." Fortunately, Andrea reacted quickly and immediately explained, "Don't misunderstand, it's not directed at you. It's settled then, one-third of the profits. I'll have someone clean up right away and prepare to go down and help out!"

Sizzle!

As a result, Raimon on the other end was so angry that he didn't want to talk to them anymore and hung up the phone.

Andrea touched his nose, feeling inexplicably guilty. He turned to the howling Albert and shouted, "Company Commander, everything's settled. We get one-third of the profits. Hurry up and finish things here so we can go down and join the fun. Otherwise, we won't be able to explain ourselves to 'Valshius'!"

Hearing the sound, Albert snorted and used his power claw to pull Piazzas out of the wall like a chick, "Alright, got it. How's the ship?"

"Oh, you actually know how to ask?" Andrea couldn't help but laugh, glanced at the command system, and replied, "This Chaos Gang isn't very strong, it's a good opportunity for a few newbies to learn. They've already taken over the engine, weapons, and storage areas."

Piazzas, his neck gripped by the power claw, was filled with resentment and regret. Why had he provoked "Fang of the Frost Wolves"?

If the entire War Gang's forces were still present, there might still be a chance to put up a fight. However, half of the War Gang's forces were left on the surface, and most of them were destroyed by the Xenos warships. The remaining forces were split up and placed inside Boarding Torpedo.

The result was that before the Boarding Torpedo could even be launched, it was smashed into a pulp by the enemy's keel.

In the end, he did absolutely nothing, yet two-thirds of his fighting force was wiped out, which is why he was completely dominated by his opponent.

Piazzas was on the verge of tears. If he had known it would turn out like this, he would have been better off joining Tzeentch instead!

However, Albert didn't care about his thoughts. He squeezed the power claw together forcefully, crushing Piazzas directly with the crushing force field, letting the blood flow down and drip onto the deck of the cabin.

"Bring the royal guards over here."

Albert, clearly not satisfied with his killing spree, grinned maliciously and said, "Come with me and parachute straight to Upper-hive, and kick all those damned heretic scum back to Warp!"

Looking at the murderous-looking company Company Commander, Andrea silently prayed for Losel's heresy.

Hopefully, I won't be too brutal, lest I scare that "young master".

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