The Lord of Drakes (2)

With a dizzying sensation, Vulkan appeared in the Warp.

But that wasn't all; what followed was a massive mechanical construct.

That was the core he created unconsciously during his resurrection.

In addition, a backpack appeared next to him, bearing the logo of the Imperial Fists.

Then came Han Mingxuan's voice.

"Take the core you created to the Emperor, then hand these Gene-seed over to the Imperial Fists. This includes a complete set of Gene Modification surgeries."

"I hope that next time we meet, you will understand everything and be ready for everything."

"Of course, given the current situation, there's not much time for you to prepare."

Before Vulkan could even say a word after hearing these words,

That feeling of weightlessness returned, and it was even stronger than the first time.

Even under this intense feeling of weightlessness, Vulkan felt nauseous.

When his vision returned to normal and he could see everything around him clearly, he heard a mocking voice.

"Wow, Mr. Han, that was a brilliant long pass! It came right to my feet."

"You... you're the Chancellor Mr. Han mentioned?"

"Yes, after your Sigillite is gone, I will temporarily take over."

"But speaking of which, did you upset Mr. Han? He usually wouldn't kick people over like that."

"I..."

"Alright, stop explaining, let's go."

Before Vulkan could utter a single word, he was kicked by Sinleech into the Throne Room, right in front of the Golden Throne.

"Vulkan, you woke up earlier than I expected."

"Yes, Father, but please allow me a moment's delay."

The Lord of Drakes heard that familiar voice, but he had no time to pay attention to it.

"Vomit!"

The mighty Lord of Drakes began to gag; he felt nauseous.

A few minutes later, the Lord of Drakes finally recovered.

He looked at the Emperor on the Golden Throne; he was in much better condition than he remembered.

"Father, are you recovering?"

"Yes, Vulkan, all of this is thanks to Mr. Han and the current Chancellor."

"I was originally just a skeleton on this throne, but because of their arrival, the Imperium has a chance to turn things around, and I have a chance to catch my breath."

Ever since the Black King was burned as firewood, the Emperor's physical Flesh has been continuously recovering.

Of course, when the Emperor recovered, the one who had the hardest sleep was actually the Grey Knights.

Because of this incident, the Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights has traveled to Terra countless times.

Their only request was that the Chancellor allow the Grey Knights to enter Terra and carry out the final decree at any time.

But each time, this Supreme Grand Master received only one final result.

The Chancellor minister kicked Saturn 6.

The key point is that this Chancellor also had very accurate aim.

In Sinleech's words, the Emperor is in good health right now, so you don't need to worry about him. Even if something really happens, you can't help him.

And so, the Supreme Grand Master suffered from insomnia.

Not to mention the Supreme Grand Master, all the other Grey Knights had turned into panda eyes.

Nothing else, mainly insomnia.

Looking at the current Emperor, Vulkan asked the most important question in his heart.

"The gentleman you're referring to is the father Konrad spoke of, isn't he?"

"Yes, he's to Curze what King Konor is to Guilliman."

"And what is the Imperium like now?"

"The Tyranids fleet is currently advancing towards the sector where Old Nostramo is located."

"This was originally the Inquisitors ' plan, but due to Mr. Han's appearance, the main fleet of the Zerg Hive changed its battle direction."

"All the Hive Fleets are heading towards Punishment Star, and they will inevitably pass through Old Nostramo."

"The Chaos Gods have now united, and the conflict between the Orks and the Imperium forces has begun."

"Once the Tyranids's main fleet enters the battlefield, the entire Imperium will be engulfed in a massive war."

Listening to the Emperor's explanation, Vulkan didn't find anything wrong with it.

Since the Emperor ascended the Golden Throne, the Imperium has been at war without ceasing.

Moreover, now that he has returned, as the Primarch of the Imperium, he should shoulder his responsibilities.

No matter how many wars there are, he will carry them out without hesitation.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, my son. The Imperium now belongs not only to you, but also to your brothers."

"You mean Curze? What has he been through all these years? Why does he seem so normal now?"

"The Night Haunter has undergone a spiritual transformation over the years, and you will witness his transformation firsthand in the upcoming war."

"Of course, besides Curze, Lion El'Jonson is already engaged in a fierce battle with the Orks, while Sanguinius and Curze are preparing for war on the Punishment Star."

"Corvus has also returned to his Homeworld and begun reorganizing his Legions."

Upon hearing this news, the Lord of Drakes fell into deep thought.

Leaving aside other matters for now.

What is the story behind Sanguinius?

"Father, regarding Sanguinius, you just said that he and his Legion are preparing to fight the Tyranids?"

"Hasn't he already perished?"

"He did indeed fall, Vulkan, but after Mr. Han appeared."

"He and the Imperium Chancellor retrieved the soul and Essence of Sanguinius from the Gods of the Warp."

"Then, with the help of allies, Sanguinius was finally able to reappear in the world."

It will take Vulkan some time to process all of this; the density of information is simply too great.

Curze returned to normal, and Sanguinius was Resurrection.

Moreover, the current Imperium Chancellor has become so powerful that he can accompany that mysterious gentleman to cause trouble for the Chaos Gods.

"Father, it seems that the Imperium has undergone earth-shattering changes after ten thousand years of trials and tribulations."

"Sometimes change happens in an instant, Vulkan. You now have a mission to complete."

"Go find the Chancellor; he will inform you of the next course of action."

"Yes, Father."

Subsequently, the Lord of Drakes arrived at the Administratum again and met with Sinleech.

"Your Chancellor, Prime Minister."

"So it's the Lord of Drakes. I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."

"My father sent me here to find you. He said you'll be in charge of arranging the next steps."

Sinleech nodded.

He now has to handle everything related to this war personally.

It's not that he was particularly fond of the Imperium of Man, or that he particularly enjoyed political affairs.

Simply because the final outcome of this war pointed to positive authority.

Sinleech is now regaining his former rationality and wisdom, and he is well aware of his responsibility to the world.

But the same.

It is also his responsibility to reclaim the power that was once lost.

"If I'm not mistaken, during your unconscious period after waking up, you created a core, didn't you?"

"Yes, Chancellor."

Vulkan glanced at Sinleech with some surprise; he hadn't expected the Chancellor to know this.

"Don't be so surprised. I've already placed that Iron Thing you made next to the Phalanx. You'll have to come with me."

"And take good care of the bag Mr. Han gave you; it's full of Imperial Fists Gene-seed."

Immediately afterwards, Sinleech led Vulkan out and arrived on the Phalanx.

"Chancellor Excellency, Lord of Drakes."

Upon seeing that the person who had arrived was the Imperium Chancellor, the Imperial Fists Space Marines immediately bowed.

Since this Chancellor took office, the entire Imperium has become better and better.

Moreover, the Chancellor personally oversaw all the arrangements for the subsequent war.

Therefore, according to the Imperium Chancellor's arrangement, the Imperial Fists has always been on standby.

Of course, what surprised them even more was that the Chancellor was followed by the Lord of Drakes.