Warhammer: Saving Humanity Begins with the Resurrection of Horus

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As the residences of the Astartes, each fortress monastery is practically the size of a small town. In addition to the Astartes living there, there are a large number of chapter servants, various machine servants, and technical priests from the Cult of Mechanics.

These people work together to maintain the operation of the entire fortress monastery. Each group is indispensable, like key parts of a machine. If any one of them is missing, the machine will not function, and forcing it to operate will cause serious problems.

The procession of four hundred men entered the Thorn Royal Court and first walked along a well-maintained and well-connected avenue.

Having been given information by Lockes beforehand, Lynch recognized the identity of this avenue and silently recited its name in his mind.

A thorny path.

As the main thoroughfare and the only road within the Thorn Royal Court, Thorn Avenue connects all the buildings and important facilities within the court.

Day and night, the Astartes of the Star Claws and their mortal subordinates tirelessly traverse this avenue, the bustling scene giving the impression of being in a lively commercial street.

However, in reality, compared to a real commercial street, there are no dazzling shops here, and the people on the street are dressed in a very monotonous way. Apart from the mostly servants wearing uniform linen coarse cloth clothes, there are Astartes wearing power armor and mechanical priests wearing red robes.

This made Lin Qi and his group of four hundred people stand out conspicuously. As they walked along the road, dozens of eyes swept over them in just a short time.

Most of these gazes came from those dressed as servants, especially the younger ones. Astartes, along with his older servants who had served him for many years, were generally unfazed by such occurrences and therefore did not pay much attention to them.

Unless there is something attractive enough for them.

Lin Qi swallowed hard. He felt several gazes intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over him, which made him feel a little scared. He lowered his head and frantically called out to Horus in his heart.

Horus Horus Horus Horus Horus Horus........

Come out, come out, come out, come out, come out...

Your son, your son, your son, your son, your son, your son...

Horus remained silent, simply isolating himself in the warp.

Lynch's lips twitched. He could only be thankful that he hadn't spent too long with Horus yet, and that he hadn't been pickled yet.

Based on the Horus aura emanating from him, it's likely that Astartes of the Star Claws would have some initial goodwill towards him; in other words, he'd be more pleasing to the eye at first glance.

This might actually be a good thing in some ways, as it could help him in his search for Gawain.

As Lin Qi thought this through, he gradually calmed down.

He was just scaring himself, intimidated by the warp connection between the Primarch and Astartes.

I'm not the real Primarch, just some aura, how could I possibly have such outrageous effects as the Primarch?

It's truly unexpected that the Claw of the Stars would be a descendant of Horus, but upon closer examination, there are indeed clues to be found.

After the Great Rebellion, Guilliman, who was in charge of reorganization, placed many loyalists from the rebel legions into the loyalist legions.

This has led to the existence of many sub-groups in today's 40K community that look completely different from their parent groups.

Among the loyalists of the Sons of Horus, the most famous is Gavial Loken, the last Shadowmoon Wolf, who was killed by Erebas, a truly tragic end.

It's unclear how Horus views this matter, but he certainly cannot forgive Erebas and Abaddon, who has been attacking the Empire for millennia with the support of Chaos.

Even Abaddon was alright; he was given a quick death. But Erebas, the number one scoundrel in Warhammer, would probably be hung up and burned with psionic flames for ten thousand years.

Yes, both shots hit Irebas, then the machine automatically reloaded, and then another thirteen magazines...

After rounding a corner, Lin Qi walked at the back of the group, his head still bowed, lost in his own thoughts.

"!"

Lynch felt like he had bumped into something, something that seemed like a pillar, but it felt more like a wall.

This brought him back to his senses, but he also lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

A steady voice came, followed by a strong hand grabbing Lin Qi's arm and helping him up.

Lin Qi steadied himself and quickly thanked the person who had helped him up.

"Thank you, sir... thank you, sir."

It was only then that Lynch realized he had bumped into an Astartes. He quickly stood up straight and performed the Eagle Salute to the other person.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. This is my first time here, and I was a little distracted and didn't pay attention to where I was going, which caused me to accidentally bump into you..."

Lynch even put on a panicked expression, and his voice grew softer and softer as he apologized and explained, making him look exactly like a mortal who was terrified because he had accidentally bumped into Astartes.

Astartes did not respond, but simply lowered his head and stared at Lynch.

grass.

Lin Qi cursed inwardly. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

"Lin Qi, why did you fall behind?"

Lynch recognized Astartes from his voice; he had just asked for his name outside the royal court. He quickly turned around and bowed to him.

"Sir, I accidentally bumped into this gentleman and I am apologizing to him."

Astartes, who had been staring at Lin Qi, finally snapped out of his daze and quickly waved his hand, speaking to Lin Qi.

"It's alright, it's normal to bump into someone when you're new and don't know the way... Brother Asford, is he a new chapter servant?"

"Yes, Eric, brother."

From their conversation, Lynch learned their names: the one he bumped into was named Eric, and the one he asked for a name was named Asford.

"Is that so...? What kind of servant are you in charge of?"

"I don't know, it depends on the allocation..."

"Okay, I know."

Eric nodded, and then he started walking in one direction.

Asford stared in the direction Eric had left, and after about three seconds, he patted Lynch on the shoulder.

"Let's go, we need to catch up with the group quickly. You don't want to be punished for being late, do you?"

Lynch nodded and followed Asford toward the vanished 400-man brigade.

Chapter 32 A Land of Talented Individuals - Badab

"Number 114514, what were you responsible for before you came here?"

“I am a skilled worker, sir.”

"Go to team number three."

"Number 114515, what were you responsible for before you came here?"

“I am a teacher, an adult.”

"Go to team number two."

When Asford and Lynch caught up with the main group, the rest of the group had already begun discussing their assigned roles.

Asford approached Astartes, who was being assigned tasks, and whispered a few words to him.

The person in charge frowned slightly. He said something to Asford, then shifted his gaze to Lynch, who was placed at the end of the line.

"Asford... this is a one-time exception."

"Thank you, Brother Babur."

Babur, an Astartes, raised his hand, and an electronic prosthetic eye on a servo skull that had been in standby mode nearby suddenly flashed a crimson light.

The levitation field installed beneath the modified human skull was activated, lifting it into the air before it floated all the way to Babur's side.

"Generated code, 114623".

The servo skull began to operate, and three seconds later, accompanied by a printing sound, a piece of paper with "114623" printed on it was spat out of its mouth.

"Take it."

Asford took the note, let out a long sigh, and then went to Lynch's side and handed him the note.

"Here's your code. Keep it safe. We'll use this code to assign you your job and dormitory later."

Lin Qi nodded and carefully put the note away.

"Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome... Also, you don't need to call me 'sir,' just call me by my name, Asford."

“That would be far too presumptuous, Lord Asford.”

Asford fell silent. Because of the helmet, Lynch couldn't see the other man's expression clearly, but he could roughly guess what it was.

Alas, Primarch, alas, Warp Link, alas, Enchantment.

The longer Lin Qi stayed in the Starclaw, the more absurd the warp connection became. And this was just some aura; imagine if a real Primarch stood here…

If a proper Primarch were standing here, he could probably rally the Starclaws present to launch a great rebellion against Huron with a single call to arms.

"number 114623."

Upon hearing Babur read out his number, Lynch's expression immediately turned solemn. He stood up straight, spoke first, and then gave a steady bow.

“I am here, sir.”

Babur strode over to Lynch's side. Unlike Asford and the other Astartes present, he wasn't wearing a helmet; instead, it was hung on his waist, revealing his short, light blond hair and handsome yet serious face.

He lowered his head, his light blue eyes looking at Lin Qi with a seemingly indifferent expression.

Tell me about your previous job so I can assign you a suitable position.

"I am a cleaner, sir."

Lynch spoke up, mentioning the position Ryan had arranged for him before he came.

To find Gawain, one would need to operate within the vast Thorn Court, and most Chapter servants, due to their positions, have a fixed area of ​​activity.

However, some Warband Minions have a much wider range of activities than others.

That is servant laborers.

This is considered the lowest of the Warband's servants. Their job is to clean and maintain the Warband's fortress monasteries; they are essentially the Warband's cleaners.

However, this is exactly the kind of job Lin Qi needs right now. He doesn't have time to lie low in this place. He needs to gain as much room to move as possible from the start, find Gawain's trail, and rescue him.

Thinking this, Lynch looked at Babur in front of him, waiting for his assignment.

Unexpectedly, Babur did not make a decisive decision this time regarding the first four hundred men. He looked at Lynch, hesitated for a moment, and did not make a decision directly. Instead, he asked a question first.