Then he frowned.

On the other side, Zhuangson carefully observed Leman Russ's expression: he looked at the Fenris Wolf King's expression from the purest surprise at the beginning, to some kind of instinctive fear and hostility, but

These narrow elements quickly disappeared in the next second, turning into some genuine thinking and observation, and then...

There is no more.

Things about Leman Russ always stop at thinking.

The Wolf King of Fenris observed the [mortal] in front of him with some astonishment. He instinctively felt that the silver-haired woman who smiled and saluted him was not simple: this was the purest beast's intuition.

But when he thought about it carefully, he found that he couldn't seem to think of anything.

In short...there is something wrong with this mortal.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Leman Russ finally came to this conclusion, and as a matter of course, his eyes returned to Zhuang Sen.

[...I thought one of my brothers, Magnus, was enough, Jonson.]

[Don’t confuse me with him, Riemann, I just chose the fastest way to end the war.]

The Wolf King curled his lips.

[Morgan? Very good. On Ran Dan’s front line, I have also heard of this name and the name of Soul Drinker. If I remember correctly, she is from the Thousand Sons Legion? 】

【Now, she is mine.】

Facing Zhuang Sen's arrogant answer, Leman Russ just snorted. A lot of confusion filled his heart in an instant. He wanted to ask Zhuang Sen for clarification, but he knew very well that he couldn't do it now. He had

More important things.

As a result, the Wolf King's hair stood out angrily, as if he was caught in some kind of anger.

[In other words, with the help of this psyker, you knew Duran's location early on - and then you didn't tell me and allowed my fleet to wander around for another month? 】

Zhuang Sen chuckled. Now that he had the advantage, he could naturally face the challenge deliberately provoked by Leman Russ with contempt.

[If you take the initiative to speak, my brother, then of course I will talk about everything. But now, this question has lost its meaning. Duran is at our feet, waiting for us to work together to harvest the fruits of victory. 】

Join forces...

This word made Leman Russ frown.

[It was I who took over this mission, Zhuang Sen, and over the past few months, my heirs have spilled the blood of countless galaxies and worlds for this mission.]

Jonson just smiled.

[Do you think that during the month when I took over the mission, my legion was on an outing? We are also fighting, Riemann, and there is honor that belongs to us in this war. 】

The Wolf King of Fenris grinded his teeth, and the chilling voice escaped from his mouth. His eyes swept across Zhuangson, and then he realized that neither his brother nor the man next to his brother was 100% confident.

Mortals in question are not afraid of such low-level threats.

He lowered his voice and spoke word by word in a tone that only two people could hear.

[This is not about honor, Lion! You know what I mean, I have to cut off the head of that Duran tyrant with my own hands. This is the most important thing. As for those bullshit honors? Fuck it.]

Zhuang Sen didn't even take a step back. He raised his eyelids and looked directly at his brother, with a smile on his lips that made Leman Russ want to go crazy.

"You want to chop off his head? Oh, my brother, that's not that difficult."

[I have brought three knights, and you have brought two large companies. The power on hand is enough to completely wipe out this world, and all the fortresses and defense lines on the ground have been clearly shown in my fortune telling box. I know

Where is the Duran tyrant hiding now, and I also know how to get to his palace as quickly as possible.】

[I have even designed a plan. I plan to let my Sixth Knights resist the defense forces around the palace, let the Second Knights cut off the supply of all planetary shields, and then I will personally lead the Ninth Knights to remove them. All the strongholds and reinforcements around the palace make this war a simple siege. Even if you don't come, I will chop off the tyrant's head within a week, or make all Duran people completely despair. , take the initiative to offer him to me.]

[But now, since you are here, and you are bringing your army which is useless except for a sudden advance, then I don’t mind changing my plan, for example, let my heirs cut off the battle lines of those Duran people, and You can lead a company and rush into the palace. I believe you can kill everyone there and seize the honor of victory.】

【Not snatched!】

Leman Russ's hushed voice had now turned into a kind of gnashing of teeth.

[This is mine! I started this war, and I am responsible for it from beginning to end, so it must be my sword to chop off that bastard’s head! 】

Zhuang Sen looked at Leman Russ' somewhat distorted face and showed an interesting expression.

[If you are obsessed with these honors, then please feel free to do so. I don’t care about this. For me, the so-called Duran is no different from the countless worlds in this galaxy that are still resisting. They are just going to be wiped out sooner or later. In addition to the rows of numbers, there is no need to hate or invest more emotions. What really matters is the Great Expedition.】

Leman Russ became quiet. He turned his head and looked at his brother carefully, as if trying to figure out how much sincerity there was in his words. Finally, the Wolf King laughed.

This is indeed what Zhuang Sen is thinking.

Therefore, the Fenrisian confided softly.

[I don’t care about them either, after all, to me, this is not a war.]

【This is just revenge.】

【All I need is to make the world burn.】

【Yeah, burning...】

Jonson's smile made Ruth feel bad.

[But before that, have you forgotten something, Riemann? 】

Ruth's expression was a little stiff.

[Do you need me to remind you? Your oath? Or do you need me to tell you everything again in front of everyone? I would be happy to. 】

Zhuang Sen smiled, it was a smile that could be called schadenfreude, his eyebrows raised, facing Leman Russ's somewhat stiff, even purple face.

He felt a little happy.

Leman Russ breathed heavily, and the sound was like a dull storm coming from the god of thunder and lightning. His fingers subconsciously crossed the hilt of the sword, and his eyes were fixed on Zhuang Sen in front of him, and the Lion King They just looked at each other in the same way.

For a moment, everything was so quiet.

The Dark Angels and Space Wolves were both taking deep breaths and subconsciously stroking their weapons.

But after a few long seconds, the Wolf King lowered his head.

He roared, using a softer voice that everyone could hear.

[Listen up, Jonson, my brother!]

[I'm sorry that I made you feel wronged! So I rushed here to ask for your forgiveness!]

Finally, Zhuang Sen laughed and took the initiative to stretch out his arm.

The two brothers hugged each other tightly, and at the moment their faces were close to each other, Leman Russ's changed words were spoken in Zhuangson's ears.

[This is my oath, Jonson, to your knights.]

[But you also remember! If you dare to open fire on my cubs again, there will only be one outcome between us!]

Jonson smiled, as if he didn't care, but through his almost instinctive shaking of his shoulders, Leman Russ clearly knew that he had successfully scared his brother.

This made him laugh, and the last depression was swept away.

The Wolf King patted his brother on the shoulder again,

[Okay, now, let’s discuss the next attack. Like I said, Johnson, I hope...]

But the Lion of Caliban just waved his hand.

[I said, Riemann, I don’t care.]

[You can just attack the palace, and my people will defend it outside for two hours.]

This assurance made Leman Russ' smile feel a little more cordial, but he still couldn't help but ask.

[Then...what happens in two hours?]

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【It all depends on your ability.】
Chapter completed!