Warp Spiders is Aeldari A type of Aspect Warrior, they believe in the principle of offense and defense, and use the small dimensional jump device equipped in the tribe's armor backpack to jump. Because this technology will expose Warp Spiders to for a short period of time Warp, so Warp Spiders is considered the bravest Aeldari of all tribe warriors. They risk their lives in order to win, daring to cross her kingdom while Slaanesh covets her soul.
The situation is much better now. Slaanesh will not try to grab Warp Spiders and throw it into his mouth to chew. Instead, he will stick out his tongue and take a lick, or sniff it with his nose, but this is not a wonderful experience after all.
Such a Warp Spiders was easily hit by Warsmith Drau. His armor designed for leaping and hunting could not block a ball of blazing plasma at close range, but the psychic jewelry around his neck blocked the attack of the plasma ball.
However, Warp Spiders always goes out in small groups. When Drau attacked this Warp Spiders, other Warp Spiders came A dangerous battlefield. They lowered their bodies and crouched silently in the shadows. They had no intention of fighting Drau and Daemon Engine, they just threw down a few teleportation coordinates and left in a hurry.
"Hey! Stay here! You cunning and cowardly beasts with razor ears!" Drau watched Warp Spiders jump into Warp's disappearing shadow and growled angrily. He noticed something unusual from these Warp Spiders's movements.
The crackling sound of lightning and an unpleasant burnt smell filled the air, which was a sign that the teleportation equipment was activated.
"Ha!" Drau laughed a few times nervously, "Your large army? Or are you planning to escape with these weaklings? I tell you, no one can escape under my hands!"
Drau pointed his halberd ax at the sky, and a scarlet lightning shot straight up into the sky. All Daemon Engines serving Drau were approaching here.
three... two... one...
That's it now!
Drau gave the order, and Forgefiend opened fire. The unclean ammunition forged from Warp's energy kept firing at the figure at the teleportation location. The rising sulfur-smelling smoke obscured Drau's sight.
Drau suddenly felt that his body was suffocating, and the genes deep in his blood were sending a signal of surrender to Drau.
What is going on? What is going on!
Drau roared in his heart, and the lightness of Yun Danfeng that had just teased Space Wolves and Dark Angels disappeared in an instant, leaving only the uneasy scream of armor and equipment.
Those savage and violent Daemon Engine also restrained themselves a lot, and let out a low, menacing roar from their throats.
No one knows what happened until the annoying smoke clears.
"Can you blow the smoke away? It's too blocking the view." A voice as calm and unchanging as stone sounded, which sounded very reassuring.
"Shut up! You don't need to remind me!" An angry voice sounded. Although the tone was not good, the smoke dissipated quickly.
When he heard the second voice, Drau was stunned. When the smoke dissipated and the blurry figure became clearly visible, he was suddenly controlled by the weak emotions he despised.
"Father... Iron Master..."
It was Rogal Dorn and Perturabo who arrived here through the teleportation instrument, as well as ten Lamenters elite Terminators who were responsible for serving as Primarchs's guards and laborers behind them, as well as Black Templars's marshal Helbrecht and other champion swordsmen.
"Look at these things." Perturabo commented to Daemon Engine who surrounded them. "I have done a lot before. Forging demons into steel is indeed a very novel experience, but the preparation process is too troublesome. You need to find the right demon and prepare ritual tools, such as ropes made of murderers' hair."
Rogal Dorn nodded and just prepared his weapons. He wanted to smash these Daemon Engine to pieces, and then clear out a stable transfer area that was safe and open enough.
"Wait a minute, you are too impatient." Perturabo pressed down Rogal Dorn's weapon with his arm, and then looked at his old heir with a complicated expression.
Although Drau's armor is very simple, there are too many details that Perturabo can use to analyze his identity. Drau's armor has endured countless years of war. With little trauma, it has naturally undergone a lot of repairs. Perturabo can tell with the naked eye what alloy Drau's armor has been repaired with, and the quality of those alloys has changed a lot with the passage of time.
"Blackgold Iron, conquering Lunard Xenos is a mineral discovered on the home planet. At that time, your troops were short of supplies, so you used this mineral to repair equipment." Perturabo's superhuman brain quickly extracted the information, "I think I know who you are, a recruit from the 7th company, number IWM7S111004, is your name Drau correct?"
Drau did not approach Perturabo rashly, but got down from Hellstalker and knelt down to Perturabo, "Yes, Iron Master, what you said is absolutely correct."
Perturabo watched Drau kneel down on one knee. He originally hated this kind of behavior... No... He was not against this kind of behavior. He just didn't care about Iron Warriors or the life and death of his own heirs. Just like Angron did to the former World Eaters legion, except that there was less of a chopping and chopping process, and he just ignored it with indifference.
I'm really sorry for these children...
Perturabo was filled with emotions. The emotional experience of seeing his son again was much more intense than he expected. Many of the words he had woven in his mind and Dataslate couldn't be said out loud. He could only wait silently for Drau to ask questions.
Perturabo's silence did not make Drau feel relaxed. He was extremely nervous. The clever tongue that could scold his soldiers was now as clumsy as Orks's brain.
But Drau had many questions, which tortured his heart and gave him the courage to be curious.
"Iron Master..." Drau suppressed a sense of trembling and asked Perturabo, "Where have you been during this time? Medrengard has been in chaos recently... many production areas..." Drau did not dare to continue.
The expected cold snort, trashy look, and heavy and unstoppable kick did not hit Drau.
Perturabo answered Drau's question in a calm tone without anger or boredom. This attitude flattered Drau. For Iron Warriors, it was no different from kindness.
"I... I went to a place far, far away... where I thought about for a long time. I re-examined my life and found that I was so wrong, so I chose to join Imperium to make up for the mistakes I made."