Chapter 537 There are no wolves in Fenris, right?
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"We must immediately determine how to split up."
Because everyone present either has some powers that were given to them before they were born, or has cursed blessings that can be seen after being resurrected from the dead, or they have the help of extra gifts from their genetic father - in short, everyone They all have their own secret magical power that allows them to think at high speeds, so after a mere tens of seconds of communication that mortals cannot understand, this (meaning there is only one disguised heir of the emperor, The battlefield meeting ended with the participation of a living saint, a personal apothecary of the Primarch and an unmentionable hero of the Empire, and then Saint Celestine once again fluttered his holy wings and soared into the sky, taking Gena with him. Viv flew towards the interior of Clough Castle. She must find the main commander of the High Castle as soon as possible, tell him the news of the reinforcements, and prevent the defensive turrets on the city wall from accidentally firing with other units.
As originally planned, Dantioch took his main force to resist the Black Legion's ground attack outside the southern city wall, and waited for Saint Celestine to send a signal to Honso that he could enter the city.
As for the Black Templars, due to the sudden appearance of the Space Wolves, Honso only had time to complete the surgery on nine of them. Fortunately, Marshal Almarich and several veterans were among them, so Honso was among them. Before I woke up, I tore it off myself from the beginning The cloak he was wearing now - Guilliman saw that underneath it was a white apothecary power armor, with a silver skull pattern on the left shoulder on a black background, and a red positive spiral logo painted on his right shoulder. The chest glows with white-gold skull and light patterns.
"...Don't tell me that you dressed like this because you wanted to..." Mercurius could almost guess at just one glance that this nephew, who was full of clever ideas, must have planned to tinker with something extra.
"Hmm... I originally thought that if there would be a lot of injured people from all over the place here, I could take the opportunity to collect more samples, but it seems that I have to use them here first..." the Potion Master muttered, and at the same time began to look at the awakened Black Templars. Go.
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"Oh, it will be easier for me to use the pharmacist's attitude as an initial guide and tell them what to do. After all, time is tight at the moment, and we have to let them guard the others who are not awake yet and don't run around."
"Wait a minute, you want them to stay here?" Robert Mercurius Guilliman frowned.
"You and I will go to meet the Space Wolves, my lord. You don't want the Black Templars to fight them, do you? The suspicion and revenge of the Sons of Eruth meet the stubbornness and stubbornness of the Black Templars. Both sides will not retreat. It would be mild to beat each other’s brains out.”
"...It's an incredible time, warriors are proud to allegiance to the same name, but they still attack each other. Can you keep up with my movement and fighting speed? I mean, you're a pharmacist."< br>
"Dear uncle, the exclusive pharmacist of the Iron Blood and Gene Father will not let you down."
"Don't call me dear uncle like that, Honso, or when I wake up, I'll have you hung up on the tallest spire of Macragge's Glory and read loudly to us the 'Hyms in Praise of Macragge's Glory'" '."
So, after some impassioned speeches (introductions) that gradually changed Marshal Amarych's eyes from blankness to determination, the Black Templars erected their expeditionary force's dragon tail flag here, And he promised that he would stick to it until the two "commanders" who went to collect the "unauthorized Space Wolves" came back to arrange follow-up matters.
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"As far as I know about the character and style of the descendants of Russ in the past. They were like a pack of never-satisfied wolves. Once they set their sights on a target, they would never give up chasing Dantioch, nor would they be easily persuaded. — —What’s more, it’s been nine thousand years since Dantioch disappeared from the imperial records. We can’t find any trace of it in this surrounded place. Arguments to convince them - Don’t look at me like that, the other side is the Space Wolves and if I infer what they think now based on what I knew ten thousand years ago, I would be afraid to say that I am Robert Guilliman in person. It’s useless! Unless I can pull Leman Russ to them from somewhere immediately!”
"Oh, my lord, I am glad that you have finally realized the certain nature of war in this era. It is impossible to defeat another ocean by just relying on giant ships on the ocean. And you are really adapting quickly, which is pleasant. I think this is also reflected in your descendants." There seemed to be a little nostalgia and a little smile in the pharmacist's words, which made Guilliman a primarch. There is also some hairiness behind my back for no reason.
"I think there is still some decoration missing on the spire of Macragge's Glory."
Just as they were talking, Honso jumped to the ground, stretched out his hand to straighten his appearance - they were here, he represented the latest Fourth Legion and "their" war group to a certain extent, and he didn't want anything to happen. It feels so rude, even if it's the Space Wolves opposite.
Also, the short distance sprint speed of the Primarch that was just recorded was really fast. he thought. This is a unique record, I may be the first to do this!
On the other side, most of the vehicles carried by the members of the Space Wolves' Iron Wolf Company have also arrived. Hanging on both sides of the turret of the leading Predator tank is their wolf master, Owen Gaogang. At this moment, he and his lieutenant Errol Bearclaw were observing these two guys who were overestimating their abilities as they stirred up a cloud of smoke on the ground at incredible speed and stood in front of the armored strength of their majestic wolf pack.
When they saw clearly that the guy who seemed to be a Space Marine pharmacist jumped out of the other's arms, Owen Gaogan spoke first.
"Damn it, these two blasphemous Chaos things are not having an affair, are they? Followers of the Prince of Darkness? He actually used this tribe's way of sandwiching women to escape, and the other one actually accepted it! The thought of him having undergone genetic surgery and wearing power armor like the rest of us makes me itch all over.”
"Then you can shake yourself off. I mean, you know, shake yourself off and let this feeling go away."
"That's it." Owen Gao Gang muttered, and the muscles that controlled him shook from beginning to end. "Let's go," he said, "it seems that these two guys have something to say to us."< br>
"Why listen to their nonsense? After listening, you have to pick out your ears, fire a volley and then charge, and that's it."
"Ha!" Although Errol Bearclaw's tone was very relaxed, and Owen was indeed amused, the Wolf Lord was not Bloodclaw. He jumped down, and other warriors had begun to disperse and form a siege, and they were very cautious, "Here But there are still many wizards, so he must be able to rely on him to come here alone. Let’s find out for ourselves what is going on in his head.”
"You mean..." Erro blinked, suddenly enlightened, and exposed his canine teeth. Then the adjutant reached out and took down his battle ax, and jumped out of the car with Owen and walked over.
It wasn't until they stood in front of these two strange heretics that Owen Gao Gang realized that things might not be as simple as he thought.
The Wolf Lord's nose was twitching. Owen was no longer young, and some white hair had begun to appear in his hair. He twitched his nose and looked back and forth doubtfully at the red-armored demon champion surrounded by long scrolls. Then he glanced at the pharmacist who seemed quite "loyal" in confusion.
"Owen Gaogan, the wolf master of the Iron Wolves Company of the Space Wolves." Honso introduced to Guilliman, "The person next to me is... um... Aero Bearclaw."
Evidently, his act of revealing the visitor's identity upon meeting had aroused some hostility, and Erro growled lowly and defensively, bringing his weapon to his chest.
"What kind of witchcraft is this? Are you a scourge? Do you want to curse us after knowing our names? Lord Wolf, we should also call the wolf priest. This kind of transformation thing is too cunning."
Honso was not angry about this. He just looked at the two Space Wolves with a smile. If Errol Bearclaw had a mane at this moment, it would probably have all been raised. Even so, they could see it. The beard of this majestic bear warrior stood on end. "There is something very wrong between you two." Owen said suddenly, and then he struck "Mercurius" with an ax without warning.
"Hey!" The Thirteenth Primarch had already put himself out of the Wolf Lord's attack range when he blurted out this complaint, and Errol Bearclaw immediately followed up and was very vigilant about Honso.
The Potion Master shrugged. "I'm just a pharmacist, wild wolf, you don't know what a pharmacist does, right?"
"If you are possessed by this demon, cousin," snapped Aero, "just stand there and pray to the Holy All-Father and Ruth!"
"At this moment, I suddenly felt that there was nothing more terrifying than hearing Russ's name preceded by 'holy' and 'pray to him'." Guilliman had already ducked behind the Wolf Lord and was trying to use his elbow. The blow knocked him down, and with the first blow, the wolf's skull let out a roar like a roar from his throat, and he turned around and brandished the axe.
"Can't you just say it?" Hongsuo looked at the gradually shrinking encirclement of the Space Wolves and their vehicles.
"I have no intention of killing!" shouted Guilliman, "but the Sons of Russ are too resilient!"
With the second blow, Owen Gaogang began to stagger, and Errol Bearclaw roared and rushed up. Then he was kicked dozens of feet away by a solid kick, and slid a few more feet on the sand. Just stopped.
With the third blow, Guilliman finally caught the temporarily unconscious Wolf Lord, and then led Owen into the armored cluster of wild wolves amid the low growls and puzzled and wary eyes of the wild wolves.
"It's time for us to come on stage." Honsuo followed and asked the wolves to carry Eero over. "First of all, do cardiopulmonary resuscitation..."
"What are you muttering about? I didn't suffocate them."
"I don't know about this, but that's what the "Space Wolf Treatment Procedure (Park Edition)" says, saying that this can greatly improve the success rate and prognosis."
"Okay. Wake him up quickly..."
Hongsuo placed his ejected medical gauntlet on the top of the wolf master's neck. The wild wolves around him were commotion uneasily because of the two men's uninhabitable attitude.
A wild beast's howl suddenly sounded from above.
With a pounce that was almost invisible to everyone, a huge black shadow with a smelly hot wind pounced on Honso, who was squatting on the ground without a weapon in his hand, but Guilliman was faster. He grabbed the shadow by the shoulders and threw it away——
With a heartbreaking tearing sound of ceramic steel, plastic and connecting cables, the black figure realized the power of the red-armored demon champion. It immediately jumped away with a fatal agility and disappeared with just one rise and fall. Behind the smoldering and undulating ruins, the sound of explosives being pursued by others began to ring out at this moment.
"What is that? That is -" Obviously, the original body's gifted eyes captured the appearance of the high-speed moving black shadow. He looked at the direction in which the black shadow disappeared in great shock, and then looked at his hand. The piece of ceramic steel that was captured.
"If I were you, my lord." Honso seemed completely unaffected by the surprise attack. He began to wake up the wolf master. "I would put the fragment away first and don't let anyone else see it."
"I don't know who you are, but choose wisely, stranger."
A warrior wearing a wolf-shaped skull helmet stood out from the crowd. His power armor was hung with more teeth, fur fragments, runes, or other tinkling gadgets than others. In his hand Holding a priest's scepter with Fenrisian characteristics, the Wolf Priest took off his helmet, revealing hair that was almost snow-white.
Hongsuo raised his head and looked at the visitor with interest, "White hair - but normal skin color - obvious signs of the Space Wolves' age. You must be a veteran who has served for many years and is very prestigious. Let me take a look." ——”
"Wolf Priest of the Steel Wolf Company, Asgo Iron Fang." The visitor introduced himself without waiting for Hong Suo to announce his name. The color of his eyes was projected through the black smoke that blocked the sky. It looked very light in the sunlight, like golden wine, "I smelled the scent of ancient heroes in the wind. Unfortunately, I came a step too late and failed to prevent the epic meeting from becoming a record of a battle." ”
Aero Bearclaw was already awake at this moment. He walked over doubtfully and happened to hear the priest's words.
"What are you talking about? Wolf Priest? They didn't report any friendly force identification codes to us, and he." Bear Claw raised his hand and pointed at the Chaos Demon Champion who was wearing red armor and had two horns on his forehead, "Don't you mean He is also a hero in the epic, right?”
"Shut up, kid. This is not the occasion for you to speak," the Wolf Priest turned to Owen Gaogang, who was lying on the ground. "No need to pretend, Lord Wolf, these two people... at least this one, I think, you at least You can listen to what he wants to say." He nodded slightly to "Mercurius", who still frowned, but nodded with a little surprise.
The wolf master who had woken up snorted and got up from the ground, "The wolves in Fenris have their own hunting rules. They are not right, but I didn't expect him to be so strong." He grinned, revealing two long "If it weren't for this, you wouldn't have been torn apart by the sharp teeth of the wolves until Asgo came over."
"But, what did you do?" He moved his arms and neck. "It is indeed very comfortable. I feel as light as a body with a bloody claw now."
In response to this question, the Potion Master once again put on a polite fake smile and responded with a dry "Oh."
Just as they followed the Wolf Priest and the Wolf Master to the nearby mound to avoid the eyes and hearing of other wild wolves to negotiate, what Guilliman was thinking about was the sudden appearance of the creature he just saw. Figure: He was sure that he saw the ancient power armor backpack protruding from the fur, the ancient legion emblem that was more familiar to him, and——
(End of chapter)