Under the cold sun, the soul of a Loyalty slowly woke up.
At first he didn't understand where he was, but when he saw the numerous glory banners and the Golden Throne shining in the cold light of the sun, he knew that this was the Golden Throne that had been worshiped by the Imperial Army people for thousands of years.
The soul chose to shut up in shock, and a burning darkness flowed out from under Golden Throne. It was composed of endless black-armored warriors, each of them was extremely silent, as if they were cast statues, and each of them carried anger and hatred, and these emotions turned into a raging fire that wrapped around their armor.
Compassion, indifference, recognition, respect and other emotions mixed into a sacred voice that echoed around the soul, "You are worthy of your oath, Loyalty fulfilled your obligations as a warrior. You have dedicated your life to mankind, and now I give You have the right to choose. You can choose to rest in peace and enjoy the hard-won Serenity under the blessing of Golden Throne. You can also continue to move forward and continue to burn for the future of mankind until the end of time."
There was no hesitation, no thinking. The soul seemed to have imagined this scene thousands of times in his mind while he was alive, and every time he had only one answer.
"Burn everything for the future of mankind! This is my supreme honor!"
The sacred flame rose after the words fell completely. His white soul was firmly protected by the black armor made of fire. All the glory turned into the pure white skull emblem on his chest, and all the anger and hatred turned into the hot flames wrapped around the black armor.
He became a Legion of the Damned warrior. And in the hazy sky of Golden Throne, a shadow wrapped in flames surged out.
This is a giant among giants, with his strong arms exposed. The armor made of carnage embers is only controlled by a head barely woven from invisible flames.
All the details reveal his identity. This person is the cursed Iron Hands Primarchs--Ferrus Manus.
"Welcome to join us, now we have a tough battle to fight."
Ferrus Manus and Legion of the Damned disappeared from under the feet of Golden Throne, appearing like a ball of fire at the forefront of the battle between the Emperor and Nurgle in Warp.
Legion of the Damned's weapon woven out of hatred for Chaos, traitors, and Xenos has astonishing lethality against Nurgle's evil creatures. Nurgle needs dozens or even hundreds of rounds from the Imperial Army regiment to kill it. Demons was destroyed by several bullets from Legion of the Damned soldiers.
There is no end in sight for the plague frenzy weaved by Nurgle, and Legion of the Damned and Loyalty's magazines are not running out of ammunition or food. Although Warp's war seems grand and abnormal with the support of the soul, it can also make Observer feel meaningless.
Ferrus Manus holds a heavy hammer. This hammer is simply an active volcano that will never stop. Every time it is swung, it will splash lava all over the sky.
The arm drove the hammer to swing wildly and hit one Great Unclean One on the belly. The wound in the intestines spurted out a large amount of filth and maggots, but it was meaningless to the furious Ferrus Manus.
The filth evaporated completely before it came into contact with the flames, and the maggots turned into ashes. Ferrus Manus was killing crazily in the middle of Great Unclean One. His sledgehammer became faster and faster, and soon weaved a huge lava storm in Warp.
When the storm ended, millions of plague armies died at the hands of Ferrus Manus. But the next moment, Nurgle's floating cauldron poured out even more demons than before.
Ferrus Manus and Legion of the Damned don't care at all about the endless survival of the plague demon army, because they are the same. With the power of the Emperor, they will gather at the feet of Golden Throne again and again.
The Legion of the Damned, which was built with thousands of years of sacrifice, is not enough to suppress the demon army, but what if this age is extended indefinitely? Extended to a hundred thousand years, a million years, or tens of millions of years.
One day, Imperium's sacrifice will make Legion of the Damned so strong that no one can stop it. Ferrus Manus firmly believes in this and will devote all his efforts to this end.
After once again hammering thousands of demons into ashes, Ferrus Manus heard the Emperor's voice calling him.
The Emperor rarely calls him, and Ferrus Manus doesn't like the Emperor calling him either.
The Emperor is too broken, and every call makes Ferrus Manus accept too much information to tear his soul apart. Although the Emperor will reunite Ferrus Manus before his soul is broken, it is not a good experience after all.
"Ferrus Manus..." The Emperor's voice sounded, blowing like a storm against Ferrus Manus's remaining sanity.
"Father." Ferrus Manus reluctantly responded.
The Emperor waited for Ferrus Manus's soul to stabilize, and then continued, "I have a task for you here, about your heir..."
"Sir..." Ferrus Manus thought for a while. He stared at the sky of Warp Disorder for a long time before he found the four vague words Iron Hands from the depths of his memory.
He has stayed in Legion of the Damned for too long, and the huge memory of killing demons has compressed the memory of life into a thin piece.
Seeing Ferrus Manus and remembering it, the Emperor used a beam of light to take Ferrus Manus away from the battlefield.
"Although the current situation is somewhat different from what I thought, it is still a good time." Before sending Ferrus Manus away, the Emperor also comforted Ferrus Manus.
Ferrus Manus is not a person with strong self-control. In terms of ability, he has outstanding talents in engineering and scientific research with Perturabo, and in terms of personality, the two are also very similar.
Perturabo is a kind of autistic anger. When he encounters something unpleasant, he will hold it back until the volcano erupts.
Ferrus Manus is impulsive and irritable. Whenever he thinks of Rogal Dorn publicly criticizing his battle plan, he wants to hit people with hard fists. The only reason why he is more emotionally stable than Perturabo is Because he is accompanied by Fulgrim. Whenever he loses his cool, he will think of Fulgrim to restore his mood. In contrast, Perturabo lacks such a good brother worth remembering.
And Ferrus Manus is really arrogant. The Emperor didn't realize it before. After getting along with the cursed Ferrus Manus for a long time, he also understood Ferrus Manus.
When Ferrus Manus is fighting Warp, he and Legion of the Damned will often fall into the trap woven by the past years. It is extremely difficult for those who step into it to distinguish the edge between reality and illusion, and can only rely on instinct to slowly explore.
The Emperor witnessed every scene of the communication between Ferrus Manus and Primarchs in the trap. To summarize, there is only one central idea.
Horus, Sanguinius are not heroes. They look good, but they only look great compared to other brothers with mediocre talents. If compared with me, the two of them are still slightly inferior.