Warhammer: Emperor, Something Is Wrong with My Legion

[Warhammer 30K+Primarch+Legion Development+Black Technology+Relaxing and Funny+Changing Tragedy] Traveling across the Warhammer universe, Thane became the Emperor's eleventh lost Primarch. The good news is that he has the body of the original body and has swallowed the void dragon fragments. He can absorb energy, transform flesh and blood, and use black technology with his hands. Bad news, it's thirty thousand years here, the Great Crusade has begun, and the Horus Heresy is waiting for all of humanity in the future. Even worse news is that the Black Watch Legion under his command seems to be getting more and more abnormal. Other legions studied tactics, and they played StarCraft all night long. In addition, the Astartes collect military exploits, and they compete for heads on the battlefield for the Q version of the figure. Thane researched combat potions, female Space Marines, and cheap power armor, while the Legion indulged in card games, showing off, bragging, and persecuting Alpharius. The Emperor looked at everything before him and fell into silence. "Thion, why did your legion become like this?" "Father, this is called a healthy and positive military culture." "Then why does Perturabo call you mother?" "It's more complicated to explain." "Why is Alpharius wearing women's clothing?" "Maybe it's a personal preference." When Horus raised the flag of rebellion, the Four Gods of Chaos began to carve up the future of mankind, and all the Primarchs would move towards their predestined fate. Only Thain, with this completely wrong-looking army, stood outside of fate. Since the empire is destined to decline, let's flip the chessboard. In this dark galaxy where there is only war, Black Watch will use the most unorthodox method to fight the most serious battle for salvation.