Warhammer: Do Not Call Me the Machine God
Chapter 189

I Am the Legion Champion

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Lox had read about some of the more famous battles of the Great Crusade, and one of them, known as the Battle of Dulan, had involved the Sixth Legion and the First Legion.

Because the Sixth Legion's offensive had progressed slowly, Malcador the Sigillite had dispatched the First Legion as reinforcements. Yet the reckless Thirteenth Great Company of the Space Wolves had launched indiscriminate attacks after the Dark Angels boarded the enemy vessel, wiping out the boarding Dark Angels to the last man.

Then, during the subsequent annihilation battle, the Space Wolves seemed to suffer some kind of command breakdown. Left with no choice, the Dark Angels launched an offensive and claimed the Wolves' victory for themselves.

The Dark Angels accused the Wolves of having no discipline, while the Wolves accused the Dark Angels of having no sense of honor.

This had soured relations between the two Legions. The Wolf King and the Lion King had fought fiercely before Dulan's royal palace, beginning a contest between primarchs.

From then on, whenever the two Legions met, they had to send out two representatives for a duel.

Lox felt that this tradition was not bad. The two brother Legions could test themselves against each other and determine who was stronger.

At the same time, he assessed the combat power of both sides. Fafnir was indeed formidable, but those two taciturn-looking Dark Angels across from him seemed even stronger.

Though rank and strength among Space Marines were not entirely proportional, officers of higher rank were generally more powerful fighters.

Hoguin was the commander of the Deathwing, while Redloss, wielding a battle-axe, was the commander of the Dreadwing.

"Looks like Fafnir doesn't have much chance."

"At least send a Wolf Lord-level Space Wolf to duel the commanders on the other side."

The two senior

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