[With the psychic storm sweeping all around and Fulgrim’s demonic body completely disappearing.]
【winter--】
[The huge adamantine shield in Rogal Dorn's palm fell heavily on the ground, causing clear cracks that spread everywhere. ]
[With snow-white hair, he stares expressionlessly at you as your thick arms gradually return to their original shape, and a low voice without any emotion quickly reaches your ears. ]
["Look at how you are still a human being today? You shouldn't have appeared on the frontal battlefield. Do you know how much mental stimulation this will bring to the loyalists of the entire empire? It will even give the emperor's
The majesty is cast a shadow!"]
[At this moment, with your eyes still scarlet, you shook the flesh-and-blood powered armor on your huge body vigorously. 】
[You turned your head with the braided braid dancing in the wind, looked down at Rogal Dorn’s bronzed old-fashioned face, and said in a hoarse voice. 】
["If it weren't for internal strife now, I would really like to punch you in the face... Rogal Dorn, I just fought away Fulgrim who had sneaked into the city wall for Terra and the Emperor. Just follow
Did I say this?”]
["That's because the Emperor's psychic barrier drove away Fulgrim, and your credit only accounts for a small part."]
[The expressionless Rogal Dorn looked at your whole body carefully, and he said solemnly to you with a serious tone. ]
[At this moment, you couldn’t help but take a deep breath while trying to control your huge body.]
[One of your palms clenched into a fist for an instant, but in the end you still didn’t attack the opponent.]
["Dorne, I don't have the same knowledge as you now! As soon as possible, mobilize some flesh and blood materials or nutrient solutions that can replenish energy for me. I feel that this ever-changing powerful body is showing signs of losing control. I don't want to devour any loyalist battles.
The mutilated corpses of people!”]
[With your eyes even scarlet, you said to the other person in a low voice.]
[Rogal Dorn, who slowly raised his huge adamantine shield, was silent for a moment.]
[He immediately drove the golden power armor and walked toward a hidden entrance under the city wall of Terra.]
["I just said you shouldn't set foot on the battlefield...come with me, strange brother."]
[Logan Dorn said to you without looking back.]
[You subconsciously let out a cold snort, moved your huge body, and quickly followed the opponent.]
[Soon after, you and Rogal Dorn returned to the Babu Fortress belonging to the Commander-in-Chief of the Defense of Terra under the silent gaze of many Imperial Fists and other loyalist Astartes. ]
[Subsequently, a Forbidden Army that has been following and protecting Rogal Dorn for a long time seemed to recognize your true identity at a glance. 】
[They wanted to attack you immediately, but Rogal Dorn scolded them and stopped their next attack.]
[At this moment, with your scarlet eyes, you are forcibly suppressing the desire for flesh and blood from deep within your powerful body.]
[You stared hard at the taciturn Imperial Guards, and the terrifying thought of devouring one of the Imperial Guards and analyzing their flesh and blood structure came to mind. 】
[You shook your heavy head vigorously and shifted your attention to other places.]
[Not long after, a team of Imperial Fists transported a large amount of relatively fresh Glocks meat and nutrient solution to the room of the Great Arctic Strategic Office. 】
[And you, who quickly disarmed the flesh and blood powered armor, launched a ferocious attack on the flesh and blood in front of you like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food. 】
[Rogal Dorn, standing behind the large strategic map, stared at you with a complicated look, and then he asked you whether the nanomachines frenzy on the battlefield was your work.]
[While melting and absorbing a large amount of flesh, blood and nutrient solution from the surface of the body that is constantly wriggling and deforming, you confirmed this matter without looking back. 】
[After about half an hour, all the energy material has completely entered your powerful body, and gradually stabilized the runaway flesh and blood that was on the verge of getting out of control. 】
["Sigismund told me, tell him that you are the future 22nd Primarch of the Human Empire... So does this mean that the siege of Terra was the final victory of the Emperor?
?”]
[At this moment, Rogal Dorn, who had been staring back and forth at the strategic map for a long time, suddenly asked you. 】
【"If that can be called victory, then so be it."】
[You slightly opened your closed eyes.]
[You slowly lifted up your tall body from the ground to about four meters, and stared at Rogal Dorn not far away and said.]
[“For the countless mortal warriors and Astartes on Terra, this was a great rebellion instigated by Warmaster Horus, but for other Primarchs and even the Emperor himself, the price to be paid was far greater.
not only that."】
["Dorne, have you seen the Chaos Demons outside the city wall that are almost as numerous as sea water? They are the minions of the four Chaos Evil Gods in the subspace, and it was they who planned and even promoted the siege."
】
["Are you still expecting Guilliman's reinforcements to arrive on Terra, and then kill all the traitors in one fell swoop?"]
[“I can tell you clearly that from the moment the subspace storm completely enveloped Terra, all of us became turtles in a jar of chaos. Guilliman and his Ultramarines will always have nine hours to go.
Arriving at Terra."]
["In a sense, you are not important, I am not important, and even the other brothers in Terra are not important..."]
["This is a catastrophe that belongs to the Emperor, and only the Emperor can break it. What all of us can do, and the real role of my coming here, is perhaps to trim some of the bad situations on the battlefield and try to delay it for the Emperor.
With more time, the future losses of the entire human empire can be reduced."]
[You take a deep breath.]
[You said to Rogal Dorn with a blank expression.]
[At this moment, you can clearly feel the ups and downs of emotions in Rog Dorn’s tall body. 】
[Soon after, Rogal Dorn, who quickly digested some important information, seemed to have returned to a calm state. 】
[With an expressionless face, he turned to stare at you and asked in a low voice. 】
["So, strange brother, can you tell me what we should do now?"]
[At this moment, you fell silent for a moment after hearing the other party’s question.]
["Dorne, you do your best to prepare the defense plan and command tasks for this siege war, and I plan to use this powerful primarch body and immortal soul to exchange for one with other traitor primarchs.
son!"】
["For example, the Lord of Steel, Perturabo, who is a huge threat to Terra!"]