"Curse you, damned Fallen Angels!"
"Traitors, a bunch of traitors!"
"Luther, you damned bastard, why? Why did you betray me?"
The blonde girl clutched her head and began muttering to herself the moment she stood up.
Evidently, her memories were likely confined to the final battle of the 30k era, and even her consciousness was trapped in that moment.
At this time, Richard had deployed Lion El'Jonson to the lower levels of the Hive City… this was the mission location, closest to the vanguard of the Chaos army.
"Strange… why has everything around me become so tall? Have the gates of the Imperium been built this high nowadays?"
"The humans on the street are also much taller… have people today undergone genetic modification?"
The Lion King looked up at the surrounding crowd; clearly, he had not yet realized that it wasn't the people around him growing taller—it was he himself who had shrunk.
Holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, she walked through the narrow streets of the Hive City's lower level with a bewildered expression.
"Wait, something's wrong!"
Lion finally noticed it wasn't the surroundings getting taller—he had shrunk!
"Wait, what's going on? Did I transmigrate?"
"Did I turn into this because I fell into Subspace?"
"Luther, you damned bastard!"
"Give me back my body! Give me back my 'good brother'!"
At this moment, the blonde girl was fuming on the street… her Gothic-style skirt armor looked completely out of place here.
In her heart, she still believed she was the Emperor's eldest son… but if her father saw her like this, it was uncertain whether he would even call her 'daughter.'
"Pfft!"
The culprit behind all this, Richard, had already started laughing nearby.
His laughter now was even more piercing than that of the Chaos God Tzeentch… his methods of amusement were practically more sophisticated than Slaanesh's.
Nurgle would have to pat his belly in applause, and Khorne would have to give a thumbs-up in approval.
Of course, Khorne wouldn't get a chance to give the thumbs-up, because the utterly enraged Lion King had already begun venting her anger on the nearby Cultists.
On the street, a homicidal maniac hacked at people while howling.
As he hacked, he chanted sacred texts praising Khorne:
"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!"
"To hell with you!" Wearing her dark green Gothic skirt armor, the Lion King sent a Cultist flying with a single flying kick.
The opponent's skull instantly flew off, brain matter splattering everywhere.
The current Haji Lion King could be said to despise these damned Chaos Cultists to the extreme.
Thus, she immediately began a slaughter in the lower levels of the Hive City!
[Your deployed unit, Lion King, killed a Cultist. Reward: 1 Point.]
[Your deployed unit, Lion King, killed a Chaos Psyker. Reward: 100 Points.]
[Your deployed unit, Lion King, tore a Bloodletter apart by hand. Reward: 10 Points.]
[Your deployed unit, Lion King, slew 10 Flesh Hounds of Khorne. Reward: 100 Points.]
In less than half an hour, the huffing Lion King was nearly in a killing frenzy below.
Even the Bloodletters felt fear; upon seeing this girl in green armor, they actively avoided her.
She severed a demon's head with the sharp sword in her hand… and the demon dissipated into the air like dust.
The demon was banished, sent back to the Realm of Blood.
Even though her body had become that of a girly girl… she was still a Primarch; Richard's Designate ability had not weakened Lion's stats.
"Damned traitors, die for me!"
"For the Emperor! For Caliban!"
"Wait… I think I remember my home exploding!"
"Ah, damned Chaos… damned Fallen Angels… you all must die!"
A brilliant golden light erupted from the girl, Lion King… even an Ecclesiarchy Priest was stunned.
The devout priest prostrated himself, reciting prayers as if in the presence of a saint.
"Ah, what a holy maiden! Such a girl who believes in the God-Emperor has clearly received His blessing!"
"Praise the Emperor! Quickly notify the nearby Battle Sisters; there is a sister here suspected to be a Living Saint!"
"Pfft!"
Richard, still enjoying Lion King's feast of slaughter, couldn't help but spit out his drink.
The iced cola in his hand nearly spilled; if his deployment points weren't full, he might have 'deployed' the cup of iced cola onto the table.
Evidently, this crumbling Hive City found some stability after the appearance of a girl suspected to be a Living Saint.
The large numbers of Cultists were suppressed by her violence, becoming too afraid to make a sound.
Who would have thought this golden-glowing girl would kill so fiercely… and who would have thought the Emperor's grace would appear on this unlucky planet?
[Points from eliminating Khorne pieces have reached 1000. Reward Unlocked: Second Heart.]
[Would you like to install it immediately?]
[This installation will not fail; this organ is a perfect match for your current body.]
"Oh?"
Looking at the interface popping up on the game table, Richard was curious. What changes would this Second Heart—one of the 19 gene-seed surgeries—bring?
Could it make his 'functions' in certain areas stronger?
He hadn't chosen the other surgeries, so logically he shouldn't be sterilized, right?
"Install it directly!"
"It's just one of the modification surgeries anyway; there shouldn't be any major issues."
[System is installing for you. You have completed the 1st task. The 2nd strategic task can be opened in 5 hours.]
[Installation successful. The Second Heart has improved your blood circulation; you will be immune to most heart-related diseases.]
Richard pinched his waist and noticed his back felt much sturdier.
He had been a bit sleepy lately, but after the system installed this organ, he suddenly felt much more energetic.
"Holy crap, this is great! No wonder Astartes can charge so fiercely on the battlefield!"
"Just a Second Heart has made my body feel so much better!"
"If I keep modifying like this, I might actually become a Space Marine!"
Richard was very satisfied with this reward from the system…
Even without further modifications, his physical fitness would be greatly improved.
Moreover… if he ever had an accident, this Second Heart could maintain his vital signs if his primary heart was damaged.
It was equivalent to an extra life-saving measure, slightly increasing his margin for error compared to an ordinary person.
Of course, the system's rewards didn't stop there… Richard found that after this battle, his deployment points had actually reached 2000!
[Your current deployment points are: 1000/2000]
[Each completed task will increase deployment points by 1000. Completing larger scale campaigns will grant extra points.]
[Please actively complete the game to unlock more rewards in the future.]
Looking at Lion King, who was resting nearby in the Hive City after getting tired of killing,
Richard thought: should he get a batch of Inner Circle guards for Lion?
As everyone knows, the First Legion is all about secrets.
If he wanted upcoming battles to go smoothly, deploying pieces from the First Legion was undoubtedly the best choice.
Looking left and right… Richard suddenly realized he didn't have any First Legion pieces!
His current pieces were only Ultramarines, Space Wolves, Thousand Sons, Noise Marines, and so on.
Setting aside the two that were originally from the Chaos faction, even the other two Loyalists were actually ones Lion disliked.
If he had Blood Angels pieces, he could deploy them; Lion would probably take care of Sanguinius's children.
But Guilliman's brats and Leman Russ's Wolf Pups? That would be impossible.
Lion might even kill those two squads just to keep her current secret.
Lion was in a bit of a low mood right now; if Haji Lion saw banners of other Chapters, she might have an immediate stress response and cut them down.
"Oh man, this won't work. If I deploy Ultramarines and Space Wolves, something will definitely go wrong!"
"The next task might not be completed. Should I borrow some pieces from those guys?"
With 5 hours left, Richard immediately thought of a guy in the club who had First Legion pieces.
That guy was particularly interested in the history and background of the First Legion.
He wasn't a competitive player; he was a pure lore enthusiast.
Whenever a stupid move occurred, he would say the First Legion had gained another secret.
Even if that guy transmigrated, he could probably summon First Legion Astartes in a second.
Richard picked up the phone and dialed the guy's number.
The other end of the phone rang for a bit before… a dull voice came through.
[Hello?]
[Old Otaku!]
[Why are you calling me?]
[Didn't you say you were going to paint your Ultramarines pieces today?]
[What's wrong? Did you mess up the painting and need advice again?]
[I told you, that bright blue paint scheme is hard to do!]
[See? You're a newbie, right? You messed up!]
"Heh!"
Richard glanced at the Ultramarines pieces on the table… although a bit shabby compared to a pro's painting, they were barely passable.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
"Listen, buddy, don't be like that!"
"I'm calling to borrow some pieces!"
"I remember you have a set of Deathwing Terminators, right? Let me use them; it's an emergency!"
[Eh?] The other end of the phone was clearly confused.
Logically, even if Richard wanted to play First Legion pieces, he could just use Ultramarines to Designate them!
Besides, the club was very relaxed about 'Designate'—you could point at a Great Cleanser and say it's a Lord of Change. Borrowing pieces was rare.
[I say, you Old Otaku!]
[Don't tell me you ran out of Ultramarines pieces and started putting anime girl figures on the table!]
[Are you trying to annoy those Warhammer guys in the club to death?]
[Are you holding a Touhou Remilia figure and insisting it's Night Lords' Konrad Curze?]
"Heh heh heh!" Richard teased back over the phone.
"Well, it's not that serious, but it's close!"
"I've already deployed a girl Lion King figure, and I'm really short on First Legion pieces right now!"
[Hahaha!] The other end started laughing; a gender-bent Lion King leading Ultramarines into battle…
If a battle were fought like that in Warhammer 40k, the First Legion really would have no secrets left.
[Fine, fine, fine, but you have to come to my house to get the pieces yourself!]
[By the way, don't break my Deathwing Terminators!]
[I spent a long time painting them. If you break them, you'll have to pay me back three times the pieces!]
"Sure thing!" Richard agreed readily. After all, there were only 5 hours left; painting a new set wouldn't be feasible.
Other armored units could be replaced with his existing pieces.
They were black and unpainted anyway; he could just slap on a bit of green paint and call them First Legion standard equipment, no problem.
That guy's house wasn't far from his… it might even be faster to just walk across the road.
He could reach the residential area directly after crossing the overpass…
Richard greeted the security guard and went in.
He came and went so often that the guard already recognized him.
Normally, this jog might take about 10 minutes… but now, it only took 5 minutes of jogging for Richard to reach the doorstep.
"Holy crap, that was fast!"
The moment the doorbell rang, the guy opened the door instantly.
He was shocked; Richard had 'teleported' to his house in less than 5 minutes after calling.
"Come in, come in!"
"Look at you, all sweaty!"
"You ran all the way here, didn't you?"
"Your running speed is amazing; you got here in less than 5 minutes!"
Richard wiped the sweat from his face; he was surprised he ran so fast without feeling very tired.
But clearly, his body's perspiration system couldn't keep up with his heartbeat.
It wasn't until he reached the door that he realized he had sweated a lot.
"Heh, looks like my Second Heart is pretty powerful!"
"I feel like even Usain Bolt couldn't necessarily outrun me now!"
"Give me a break!" The guy laughed; he wore a kitchen apron over his chest, which was covered in paint.
His name was Linde… a professional hobbyist and art school graduate.
Painting was his livelihood; he took commissions not only for Warhammer pieces but also for anime characters and custom requests.
He even had a small 3D printer in his apartment for private orders.
According to him, this earned more than a regular job, and he enjoyed it since he loved playing with all sorts of figures.
"Yo, Old Otaku Xiao Chen!"
"I heard you ordered a game table a while back. Did you just get it and immediately challenge someone?"
"You're in such a hurry; I'm guessing there's a bet on this game!"
"The opponent probably saw they couldn't beat you and got worked up, saying you can't use Designates, right?"
"Fine!"
Sometimes having an old brother who knew you too well was embarrassing.
He hadn't even spoken, and the other guy had already filled in the blanks.
"Um… pretty much!"
"The reward after victory is indeed very tempting!"
"I'll tell you what… if I really win, maybe one day you'll see me become a super soldier with two hearts and three lungs!"
"Although I'm currently one lung short of a super soldier, it's just a matter of time!"
"Give it a rest!" Linde took out a whole set of First Legion pieces from the cabinet, including two Dreadnoughts… and several Predator tanks.
"You heartless guy, always looking for someone to scam!"
"And besides, that Designate behavior of yours is a bit too ridiculous!"
"We should at least use Warhammer pieces for Designates; taking other anime characters is a bit much!"
"Take this set and go play!"
"This is a complete list; it'll definitely shut up those gamblers who like to bet!"
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