Digging a Big Pit (1)

He and his Legion also received guidance from their Uncle, but why were they still no match for the Iron Warriors?

The Iron Warriors' Demolition speed was outrageously fast, even faster than when they directly attacked the enemy last time.

"Perturabo, how did you do that?"

The Iron Warriors's speed intrigued not only Dorn, but also Mortarion.

Of course, when Dorn asked, Mortarion still preferred his own Numerology, so he cast a divination.

Then Mortarion's face turned a little pale.

All he received was a single sentence.

A warrior reborn from the ashes of hell!

Now, Mortarion is looking at Perturabo and his Legions, and he cannot imagine the profound and unforgettable changes that the IV Legion has undergone.

Fourth Brother, I admire you.

"Oh? What brings you to this, my brother?"

"Numerology has given me the answer: you and your Legion were reforged on an anvil, and it was this excruciating pain that gave you your current power."

"Just like your Legion's motto, you are strong both inside and out. At this moment, you deserve praise and respect."

Perturabo shook his head, then took out Wrench.

"The IV Legion is undoubtedly a piece of steel, but to become a screw under Wrench, it needs to be recast, and all of this is thanks to Uncle."

Mortarion looked at the Wrench in Perturabo's hand, finding it strange.

No one knows when Perturabo got his hands on that Wrench, but from then on, his personality gradually began to return to normal.

"Your Wrench..."

"This was the second time I met my Uncle. He gave me the Wrench. At that time, I was a very conflicted person. Then my Uncle taught me a lesson: he told me to be honest with my own heart."

"Then he told me to use this Wrench to constantly remind myself, and indeed, I succeeded; I did not disappoint my Uncle's expectations."

"Then, he placed me and my Legion in the right place, allowing us to be completely reborn, to unleash our talents, and to showcase our Legion."

"Then, at Olympia, my Uncle vouched for me for my people with his own reputation; that time he saved my soul like a true father."

"Mortarion, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Looking at Perturabo's expression, Mortarion suddenly felt something was off. He felt like he had seen this look somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

However, Mortarion fully understood everything Perturabo had said.

"Of course I know, my brother, my Uncle, also saved my soul, my destiny."

As for Dorn?

He was a little confused about what the two of them were talking about; they seemed to be on different wavelengths, and he felt isolated.

However, it seems that her Uncle been quite good to her.

Do you want to eat?

"Dorn, we're here to complete a mission, not for sightseeing."

"My Uncle taught me a dish, would you like to try it?"

???

Hearing Dorn's answer, the two brothers looked at him with fear in their eyes.

The Stone of the Imperium can actually cook.

"That's right, when my Uncle was forced to return to Nostramo, Defensio and I went to Uncle house together."

"It was because of that incident that my Uncle made me understand what the Imperial Fists was lacking, and at the same time, he also taught me a dish."

"Alright, Dorn, let's talk about dinner after we've finished moving," Perturabo said.

He didn't want to find Dorn in his food.

Soon, with the coordinated efforts of the Seventh Legion and IV Legion, everything that could be dismantled in Barbarus was dismantled, and everything that could be taken away was taken away.

The Demolition work is now complete.

Perturabo's idea had officially taken root and was already poised to blossom and bear fruit.

"So what do you plan to do about Barbarus now?"

"Just leave it here, Dorn. I've already made the difficult decision to move everything from Barbarus. There's only one Uncle in the entire Imperium of Man, and only one person has that kind of courage."

"Okay, let's go."

Soon, the group arrived in the Peaceful Star System, where Curze took the initiative to lead a team to meet them.

However, the Pale King felt somewhat uneasy, or rather, somewhat afraid, upon seeing Curze.

After all, he didn't even consult with anyone else about this; he just went directly to his Uncle and settled the matter.

However, Curze's behavior was not what Mortarion had expected, because Curze did not make things difficult for him, and he was quite cheerful.

Welcome to the Peaceful Star System, my brother.

"Thank you, Eight Brother."

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright. Since you've already decided to move your Homeworld here, you'll feel right at home here."

"However, let's make this clear first: once we enter the Peaceful Star System, everything must be done according to the Evernight Code."

"That's natural."

"Good, Curze, continue, that's it."

"Night Haunter, are we really not going to put this guy in the Octagon?"

"What are you panicking for? The three from the Necrontyr are ready. I think Xiao Mo is going to have a very memorable moving experience."

"There's no need for us to fight like this again. Not only will we get all sweaty and greasy, but Father will also blame us. It's not worth it."

"That makes sense, then let's..."

"Watching a play."

Curze's conspiracy with the Night Haunter is complete.

Mortarion felt a chill run down his spine, but after looking around, he realized that this was indeed the Peaceful Star System, and there seemed to be no danger.

Meanwhile, the dangerous seed in Perturabo's heart was already preparing to blossom.

Dorn, you Warp rock.

Now it's time for you to taste your brother's iron fist.

"Iron Warriors, prepare for construction!"

"Ensure quality and quantity, and build efficiently!"

Perturabo then personally led his Legions to begin construction on the planet chosen by Mortarion.

It was a habitable world built according to the template of Earth, and it was entirely green.

That Planet has the most abundant and densest vegetation in the entire Peaceful Star System.

"Imperial Fists!"

" By Primarch, for the glory of you and the Master of Terra!"

Subsequently, the Fourth and Seventh Legions entered the construction phase together, but soon, the Imperial Fists was destroyed.

Yes, it's literally a "burst" or "explosion".

Because both Legions were competing with each other, and the IV Legion had something even more to fear, their construction speed was very fast.

But the Iron Warriors can be built even faster!

How fast exactly?

In the Imperial Fists Construction Corps, the servo motors of some combat comrades' Power Armour have already started to smoke.