No One Dislikes Sanguinius

Although the Blood Angels had a few... well, widely known minor flaws, they were actually pretty good when they weren't suffering from the Black Rage.

As long as it wasn't the Death Company that came, the problem wasn't too serious.

This Blood Angel quietly looked at Lin En for a moment, then the corner of his lips twitched, and his expression softened somewhat.

"I am Tyrennius, squad leader of the First Squad, First Company, Fifth Company of the Blood Angels."

Tai what? What lun? Tyren what??

Just kidding.

The Blood Angels' Fifth Company was one of the Blood Angels' mainline companies. Generally speaking, the First Company consisted of veterans, while the Second through Fifth Companies were mainline forces.

He was from the Fifth Company. That made him very reliable.

Lin En drew a deep breath and began to think.

What point in time was this?

The Regent was already working normally, but the Blood Angels had not yet switched to Mark X Power Armor for the Primaris. The late M41?

Primaris technology would be promoted after the Tyranids besieged Baal and Baal was destroyed during the Defense of Baal. So, the Defense of Baal hadn't happened yet?

--During the Defense of Baal, at the very end of the 41st Millennium, the Tyranids besieged Baal. The Blood Angels defended their homeworld to the death. The battle was brutal, leaving only enough forces for a single company, while the Red Thirst and Black Rage also grew more severe.

The Regent Guilliman brought reinforcements of Primaris warriors, after which the Blood Angels also implemented the Primaris warrior surgeries.

Judging from how relaxed Tyrennius looked now, he hadn't undergone the Primaris warrior surgery either. The Defense of Baal should not have happened yet.

Lin En thought it over again and again, but held his tongue.

In Warhammer 40,000, there was one thing you absolutely had to know: never casually prophesy the destruction of a Space Marine's homeworld to his face.

Prophecy wasn't exactly a good thing in 40K, because there were truly many things here capable of making prophecies, and the results generally weren't pleasant.

Besides, there was no point in prophesying it. The Blood Angels couldn't possibly abandon their homeworld, and the Tyranids would still have to be fought.

The color of the Blood Angels' armor came from the honor red of the Great Crusade era, mixed with Baal's iron ore and gemstones. That was the Blood Angels.

The Blood Angels would never flee from any war, especially not one fought for their homeworld.

It would be better to get out first. Only after becoming stronger and getting out would he have any way to stop Baal's destruction.

Iron Hammer, standing nearby, made no effort to hide his excitement when he saw Tyrennius approach. His red augur eye desperately scanned Tyrennius's Power Armor, shining brightly.

Wow, Astartes Power Armor. Never seen one before. Ninety-nine percent chance it was a rare item.

Lin En stayed on guard, lest Iron Hammer go too far.

Research was one thing, but he absolutely mustn't reach out and touch it!!!

Tyrennius seemed to have a fairly good temper, but even the most easygoing Astartes had their limits.

You lunatics from the Adeptus Mechanicus, don't dismantle someone's armor just because you think it looks cool!

The Sister had it even harder. She had to keep Iron Hammer and Lin En from offending this angelic lord.

But Tyrennius really was quite mild-mannered.

He didn't feel offended, nor did he act superior.

The Blood Angels, descendants of the Archangel.

They really had been taught well by the Archangel.

Lin En looked at the two brilliant golden winged-halo insignia on Tyrennius's shoulder armor.

The gene-Primarch of the Blood Angels was Archangel Sanguinius, the darling of the entire Imperium. Even Horus, that extreme daddy's boy who envied his brothers every day, would say whenever Sanguinius was mentioned, "No wonder Father likes him. You understand the moment you see him. There is no one... who doesn't like him."

Everyone liked Sanguinius.

The Blood Angels had originally been the Imperium's notorious vampire Ninth Legion. Later, Sanguinius arrived and taught them to become true, elegant, powerful, and righteous angels.

The elegance of the Blood Angels was different from the elegance of the Emperor's Children, the Third Legion of the traitorous Primarch Fulgrim.

The Emperor's Children pursued perfection of the self.

The Blood Angels, on the other hand, pursued not failing Sanguinius's blood.

They wanted to make the Archangel happy.

As long as the Archangel did not betray the Imperium, the Blood Angels would never betray it.

Sigh, the Archangel.

Lin En suddenly felt a little melancholy again.

During the Horus Heresy, Archangel Sanguinius led the Blood Angels all the way to Terra, slaughtering their way there. He defended the walls through countless waves of attacks, and in the end followed the Emperor without hesitation as he leaped aboard Horus's flagship, the Vengeful Spirit.

The Archangel's ability was foresight. He had foreseen his own death long ago, yet he still faced his fate without hesitation.

He was also the first to find the Wolf God's court and fight Horus in a decisive battle.

By then, Horus had already been infused with the power of four gods, and the Archangel had no chance of defeating him. Horus truly loved this brother of his, and earnestly urged Sanguinius to betray the Imperium.

He had left Nurgle's throne for Sanguinius.

But Sanguinius rejected him sternly, refusing to betray humanity's side.

Sanguinius died in battle.

His sacrifice was the eternal glory of the Blood Angels, and the eternal wound in the legion's heart.

From the first day they enlisted, every Blood Angel warrior had to learn to bear this glory and burden. Neither could be separated from the other, and they would carry them until death.

The memories of Sanguinius's death were too painful, and they unintentionally spread into all the Blood Angels' gene-seed.

When Blood Angel warriors exceeded their limits in battle, they would see hallucinations of Sanguinius's death and descend into madness. This was the later-infamous Black Rage.

But it was fine. It wasn't a serious problem. Even when the Blood Angels went mad, they would still fight for humanity and the Emperor.

They would be assigned to the Death Company and thrown into the most desperate battlefields, fighting to the death like Sanguinius had, never stopping until death.

Although after going mad they would attack everyone indiscriminately, it was fine. As long as they could kill the enemy, everyone on the battlefield was willing to die for the Emperor.

Loyalty!

Lin En looked at Tyrennius, his eyes shining brightly.

Sigh, it was actually a Blood Angel who had come.

The hiding, darkness, and boredom of recent days seemed to be completely refreshed in this moment.

After seeing the Blood Angel warrior he liked most, crossing into Warhammer no longer felt so miserable.

So what if he was just running for his life? So what if it was a giant cesspit?

What was so difficult about that?

Charge bravely toward the Throne Liberation!!!!

I got my money's worth out of this life!ദ്ദി˶•̀֊•́)✧

Cheerful.

Tyrennius and Cecilia discussed their next plan in low voices.

He was alone, but when he came down, he had already sent a message to the legion.

When Tyrennius had been stopped by Iron Hammer and Cecilia, he had merely been passing through after completing his mission to track Aeldari pirates.

It was fortunate that he had passed by. Cecilia had stopped him and begged him for help.

Actually, the best option at the time would have been to seek help from the Salamanders. The Salamanders were the warriors who treated civilians best.

But when the Salamanders weren't around, the Blood Angels, Lamenters, or Ultramarines would do as well. These few were all decent toward civilians and would probably be willing to help.

Tyrennius originally hadn't wanted to delay his mission, but Cecilia stopped him and pleaded bitterly, repeatedly promising that a large number of cultists had gathered.

Considering Cecilia's status as a (former) Battle Sister, Tyrennius decided to believe her and agreed to make the trip.

He wanted to take a look.

If it wasn't true, he would certainly charge them with the crime of delaying military operations.

If it was true, then the cultists' movements would have to be reported to the chapter.