Chapter 744

"Sly Marbo? Sounds like a good name."

"Yes."

He Shenyan continued his con job, struggling to hold back his laughter as he began throwing out a whole pile of outrageous lies to mess with Leman Russ, this poor child who had spent ten thousand years in the Warp helping his old man search for the Tree of Life.

"You may not know this, but I can actually defeat a Bloodthirster in ten seconds. Nine of those seconds are spent waiting for the daemon to work up the courage to charge me."

Russ's eyes went wide—he thought, there was someone who could say that kind of thing with a straight face?!

"You—"

"I haven't finished introducing myself yet." He Shenyan cut him off. "I was once stung by a Catachan Devil. Five days later, the thing died in agony."

"Oh."

"The official name of Exterminatus is my name." He Shenyan pointed at his own face. "I also once had a staring contest with a Necron to see who could go longer without blinking. I won."

Russ's expression had already begun to change. Some impulse was blazing in the Wolf King's heart. He opened his mouth, but still never got the chance to speak, because He Shenyan was still going.

"I eat Tyranids for breakfast, skip lunch, and have Khorne Berserker pie for dinner."

"I can be divided by zero."

Russ's face had already twisted up. Even he knew this most basic bit of mathematical common sense—Emperor above, divided by zero?! Did this fellow called Sly Marbo worship the God of Bragging?

"Now for the last line of my self-introduction," He Shenyan said unhurriedly. "Khorne has a nickname. Do you know what it is?"

"What is it?"

"Sly Marbo Champion." He Shenyan nodded solemnly at Russ. "All right, I'm done. Your turn."