Chapter 163: Trouble with Petulabo

Perturabo is the Primarch of the traitorous Fourth Legion-Iron Warriors, also known as the Hammer of Olympia, the Lord of Iron, the Black-hearted Foreman, Boss P, Boss Skin, the Fourth Master, the Iron Lord, Space Autism Da Vinci or Chirp Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai little princess.

Perturabo is very cold and distant towards others. He likes to hide alone in a small dark room, deal with machines, and pursue his dream of building a great civilization. As a result, he has become one of the most technologically powerful primarchs, able to control the world in the blink of an eye. Your refrigerator was dismantled and converted into an electromagnetic gun.

The once withdrawn character of Perturabo did not improve at all during the Great Crusade, because although he himself longed to build and protect in his heart and was praised by everyone for it, the empire did not give him this opportunity - Chapter 1 The Fourth Legion was treated as a meat-grinder legion by the Emperor because of its determined, indestructible, and never-retreating style.

During the entire Great Crusade, Perturabo and his Iron Warriors did the heaviest work, worked the most overtime, suffered the heaviest beatings, and earned the least money.

They are increasingly tired, angry and despairing of the endless war.

By the end of the Great Crusade, determination had turned to stubbornness, and tenacity had turned to numbness. Perturabo and his legions no longer expected to gain fame, love, or respect from the Empire. He also gave up his previous vision of a great future and turned to And resentment aroused the Emperor.

This was the seed of Perturabo's rebellion, but this did not prevent Perturabo from still doing dirty work for the rebels after the rebellion.

While Warmaster Horus was performing stand-up comedy aboard the Vengeful Spirit, Perturabo was the only one doing the right thing, and he was the only one in the entire Traitor faction doing the right thing.

But having said that, the person most responsible for the "injustice" suffered by Perturabo is actually himself.

He resented his adoptive father and the Emperor for only using his engineering talents to create weapons that could have benefited all mankind, but it was actually he who chose not to create anything other than weapons because he felt that civilian projects would not be taken seriously; Furious at the heavy casualties his legion suffered during the Great Crusade, but never seeming to think of tactics other than massive frontal assaults and fire coverage; he complained to everyone who would listen that his brothers always He underestimated him, didn't appreciate him, but always put on a bad face when other Primarchs showed kindness.

He never realized that he was a wry, jealous, self-motivated princess, and when his sister Kelly Fannie pointed out these shortcomings, he strangled her to death.

It should be said that Perturabo is a little bit embarrassed. After all, the invention of eleven kills is a bit abstract.

"Let Honso come over, and then call Oaks and the others to pick them up."

Two Primarchs have arrived in just one month. Although Lorgar is not of much use now, he is more or less a Primarch. It is better than nothing, but not Petulad. Apart from his personality, he has other aspects. All good, especially when it comes to war.

Regarding Perturabo, Yang Cheng still planned to let him go like Luo Jia and give him an army to play with.

In fact, Perturabo was already a little disgusted because he had been used by his adoptive father to make war tools on his own planet for many years. After being picked up by the Emperor, he still made war tools, which made Perturabo very angry.

In fact, Perturabo likes to build non-war buildings, and even specializes in sculptures and other works of art.

"Let's go and pick someone up."

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"Oh my God, what is this?"

Countless people dressed in classical era costumes looked up at the Star Destroyer in the sky and shouted in amazement.

"Gods? There is no such thing as gods in the world."

Perturabo was a staunch atheist who scorned this feudal thinking.

"Perturabo"

Yang Cheng stepped off the shuttle in dazzling gold armor. Beside him were Hong Suo and several other space warriors from the Iron Warriors Legion.

"Are you? Father?"

Perturabo looked at Yang Cheng's face and began to recall his childhood. He vaguely remembered meeting Yang Cheng.

"It's time to go home, my son. This is when the Empire needs you."

Yang Cheng looked at Perturabo in front of him and said slowly.

"You can't exert your true strength on this planet. Come with me, it's more suitable for you."

"The knowledge you need, the art you want, and the true tools of war"

Yang Cheng's words convinced Perturabo that he really didn't want to live in this barren life anymore. Then the planet would be unified and he would no longer be needed.

"Go, go."

Perturabo looked at Hong Suo beside Yang Cheng, and then said slowly.

"As for your adoptive father?"

Yang Cheng looked at Damikos, the man who, although he was a tyrant, at least adopted Perturabo.

"You are now the planetary governor of this planet. You will receive your certificate of appointment when the time comes."

Yang Cheng actually didn't pay much attention to this planet, but casually gave it to Damix as a reward for helping to raise Perturabo.

"Let's go, father"

Perturabo turned his head away indifferently, and then stepped onto the shuttle first.

"Perturabo!"

Among the crowd, a black-haired woman dressed in classical-era clothes ran over, and the guards with weapons around her immediately stopped her.

"This is?"

"Kelly Fannie, my former sister"

Perturabo was extremely resistant to this period of time, and now he just wanted to get rid of them.

If Yang Cheng remembered correctly, Kelly Fannie also tried to persuade Perturabo later, but it was of no use.

"Take her with you and place her in Terra like the old gladiator."

Yang Cheng was generous in rewarding those who had helped the Primarch. They were all brought to Terra. They would meet the Primarch at intervals, such as Angron and the old gladiator.

The same goes for Perturabo. His character is like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard.

"You have managed this planet very well. From now on, the Fourth Army will be under your command. The sector you manage can be managed according to your own ideas, as long as it complies with the rules and regulations of the empire."

Yang Cheng looked at Perturabo and said.

"I will, father."

To put it bluntly, Perturabo just lacked a few words of praise. Every time he finished the dirty work, no one remembered him at all. Instead, they remembered the good things about Dorne, so he was often left aside.

"Okay, now that you're here, let's start working. I won't ask you for too many things. As long as you complete the task, you can do whatever you like. I won't force you."

"I'll give you a mission to build up your legion."

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