Chapter 596 If you don’t take this blessing, you will be forced to... ! ! -
Perhaps some people may wonder that the incredible operation of the Black Legion, which ignored the precise prophecy talent of the Grey Knight Prophet and Chief Think Tank Digris, suddenly appeared in large numbers on the planets in the Markulag galaxy, allowing the richest and well-ordered orbital fortresses and air defenses in the Milky Way to place hundreds of Chaos Terminators and more demons into the Temple of Suzheng - but they can at least be explained by the sentence "Everything is indecisive subspace plus the blessing of the Four Gods".
So what happened to Robert Kiriman, who is completely different from his usual strategic habit of developing first and then pushing flatly, is anxious to compete with his nephew for the blessing of Sarangarye and put it on his forehead?
This has to turn the camera back to a series of operations that send the return-minded and anxious Robert Kiriman from the other end of the diagonal of the Milky Way to outside the Markulag galaxy.
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When the food types of closed-door meetings began to gradually shift from desserts and drinks to Fogrim Pallas began to quietly send a message to Magna Dorn, "What to eat at night? Potatoes, beef beef or apples, roasted dinosaur legs?", and when the number of proposals proposed and rejected in this meeting increased to Article 121, Mr. Ramizane finally couldn't help but speak out.
"Hey! Guys! Can we think of getting closer to common sense and modernity, and not having some fantastic antique ideas that seem to come from the Middle Ages and World War I, such as launching a crusade to send him over there?!"
Then, under his unbearable reminder, the rush to work or have dinner, the Dukes of Gungu, who were eager to go to work or have dinner, finally remembered that in addition to the inconvenience of the Iron Blood, they also had a super mobile fortress parked outside the port for use - uh, it is not accurate, the accurate statement should be as follows.
Danath Lesander, the successor of the respectable guardian of Terra, a brave and great warrior, the current acting leader of the Imperial Fist Chapter, the current nominal supreme commander of the Mountain Fortress, and the steel that receives two wages to support Shangto, the Silver Skull Chapter champion, out of respect for the strong support of the Carosini Dynasty in the Battle of Cadia, the consul and others after the Battle of Cadia, given the good and in-depth cooperative relationship between the two sides, although not a long-term but has been established for a period of time, and the beautiful vision of further deepening exchanges and cooperation in the future, is willing to express a cooperation proposal first. The Mountain Fortress, which belongs to the Empire Fist Chapter, will accept the boarding of the delegation of the Arrival Team, and hope to further consolidate and carry forward the friendly relations between the two sides through this move, and add new impetus to the cooperation between the two sides in related fields.
In his reply, the Carlosini Dynasty pointed out that we are very grateful for the cooperation proposals in the Empire Fist and are deeply honored. We believe that this move will not only meet the special needs of both parties, but will also bring more long-term benefits to both parties. They will board the ship soon and look forward to discussing specific cooperation details with the noble Empire Fist Astarte monks to ensure that this cooperation can proceed smoothly and achieve the expected results.
So nearly nine thousand years after losing its owner and gene primordial, the Shancheng finally welcomed another primordial. Of course, those who knew this secret were still limited to the senior members of the battle group, and the team under the name of "exploration team team" naturally also quietly carried in at night. No, they sat in the destroyer sent by the Tianming Iron and Steel all the way until they walked out of the hangar of the Shancheng.
The personal attitude of the Shanzhen Jihun towards this is basically lukewarm, and maintaining it to an appropriate level of enthusiasm does not make its maintenance priest and technical sergeants feel anything particularly wrong.
Let’s not talk about how secretly and slightly lost the canteen of the Heavenly Destiny Steel, which had not eaten for a few days, was about to return to the Iron and Steel. The former was also because he had not been able to meet Magna Dorn several times and failed to "invited" him to the Shanzhen Route to take charge, and felt that he was a bit disappointed with the trust of the brothers and the old leader of the war group, and the latter had to wear back the linen and shackles and practice clothes. Well, it seemed that he had not been lost for too long.
But at least this time, if the Imperial Fist's sons plan to clean up and maintain the Mountain Array, they will have a group of helpers: His Excellency Sigismund's pseudonym Whiteres, he led a group of emperor champions (...) to the fortress of the mother group he once was extremely familiar with, and then he was once again galloping in the sea of stars as a guard leader of the Gene Primarch nine thousand years later.
Therefore, from this perspective, there is no problem with the statement of the official announcement. It is said that the thoughts that His Excellency Sigismund had expressed after inspecting all parts of the Mountain Array, including the bridge command room may include, "Okay, don't be upset, brother, although you have been trying to kill the Mountain Array in the wrong direction of maintenance, it is also great to be able to keep him to the forty-second millennium."
In short, after Belisari Kaul's Mechanical Ark Explorer King arrived, the repair or dismantling of the shield generator, main reactor, and subspace engine with mysterious working principles of the Shanzhen Army, and countless generations of different repairers in the thousands of years, were greatly improved.
In view of this, Desima, who has become a mortal enemy of the Great Sage of Caul in an all-round academic manner, was not to be outdone and allowed everyone to see what big treasures are in the outrageous space folding armory of the Destiny Steel. From it, he sent his own Galese-type self-supporting war ark "Pandora's Box" to try to show off his skills, physically and spiritually, to cause a fruitful dimensional reduction blow to opponents with different academic opinions.
However, the latter just appeared and caused a harsh alarm from more than 90% of the ships in the entire roaming port (and ten percent were because they were not equipped with sirens or exceeded the upper limit) and the great frightened of the souls. They were uneasyly begged to return to the armory to standby after carrying a large number of extinction and eradication weapons with energy radiation exceeding the upper limit of the alarm range.
In short, in a busy, pleasant and enthusiastic working atmosphere where the workers who were wandering the port and the first and third industries service staff and their families could use their work pay to buy enough fresh food and groceries, and celebrate a good Emperor Ascension Festival, the Shanzhen was renovated within the range that could be repaired and ready to set off.
He will use his legendary and existing imperial technology to send Robert Kiriman and his entourage safely and quickly to outside the Markulag galaxy with his legendary and existing imperial technology, and then the destroyer they are riding in pretend to be normal and enter Markulag with the code of silver skull. In this way, no attention should be drawn. As long as he can safely reach his loyal Fortress, Kiriman is confident that he can handle everything that will happen.
What's more, he did not go alone this time. Chief think tank Digris, White Knight Sigismund, Emperor Champions League... Although out of sensitivity, the Mountain Formation cannot directly break into the sky above Makurag, but a man breaks in with his loneliness and other courage will definitely not happen again this time.
However, when they had lunch together on the Mountain Front, the Iron Warrior who always smiled so much that he felt relaxed, raised a question, which made Robert Kiriman do a move that he should be glad or regretful when he remembered it.
"That's it," said that the war blacksmith named Chanto was not wearing power armor because of his surrender on Terra and his request to repent for his sins, but instead dressed in astray. However, there were no one else in the hall, so he sat openly at the dining table, dining and talking normally like everyone else, his face changed from a long-time pious and calm to a joyful smile, but for some reason, when the war blacksmith looked at Lesander with joy, Kiriman felt an inexplicable terror, "Sir, I heard that Markulag is now governed by the priest brother I know and the Primrose of the Midnight Lord."
"I don't know if the word governance can be used for the... brother of mine as I know." Kiriman frowned worriedly, "but this news about you is generally correct."
"Then." Shangto stirred the yellow-white semi-liquid oatmeal porridge with ceramic steel powder in front of him and asked his own question. When he asked, a boring "tsk" seemed to pass through the souls of all the spirits. "Sir, the master of the Midnight Lord is very good at prophecy. How do you fight against this? If he could foresee your entire plan? Use prophecy to fight against prophecy?"
The people sitting at the table stopped and stared at him with their movements.
Finally, the chief think tank broke the silence and expressed that it hoped to borrow the most suitable meditation room on the Mountain Array to hold a serious prophetic ceremony about the Primrose trip.
This operation resulted in an unexpected prediction result, which was the reason why Robert Kiriman was anxious and even secretly used the potion he had obtained from Hongsuo but had not yet used up, used powerful computing power, took the lead to breaking the dimension of reality and intercepted the crown full of blessings of Sarangam.
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Fogrim's plump and smooth changing snake tail slapped back and forth on the palace floor with a slight annoyance, and the sharp chitin pliers at the end were pounding and making a snap sound. "What's going on?! Two Kirimans?!" he said, "and why neither of them wanted to throw away the crown, but to wear it? Hum... in short." He looked at the scene in front of him with Governor Berinus's wide eyes, trying to find all the differences from the two almost identical bodies.
"It doesn't matter. As long as the victorious one wears it and begins to accept the wonderful illusion in it, the fact of victory will accelerate the blessing of this crown. He will indulge in it, become my slave, and become the most delicious new tribute I have dedicated to the Dark Prince... Maybe we can have a deep communication together in the future, right? Nkali."
The Great Secret Guard, who was called to his name, twisted his fat and deformed snake body and wandered to the devil prince, placing his palm on his smooth, naked and charming pink-purple chest, shining with charming pearls and gem powder luster. "You are right, but I want me to say that your brother must not be as good as you, my king, you are so perfect and powerful."
When Fogrim turned his gaze back again, he was angry that because of the pulling and transposition relationship between the two sides, the two Kirimans were almost stuck together. At this moment, the two faces were exactly the same, and it seemed to be more difficult to distinguish like a mirror. Even the green crowns that were originally different on their heads began to become very similar.
"Is this Alpha's action?! What is Hydra planning?! Come to my grand drama to make trouble and make them look good!"
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At the military parade, the shocked officials and the people were separated by Makado and Aliman who had arrived at the venue at some time. The two super α-level psychics showed their true faces at the tip of the iceberg. The flow rate of time and space around the two wrestling giants was slowed down by powerful forces for several seconds. From the inside, everyone outside was like super slow motion moving slowly, and people outside could not actually see clearly what was happening in that moment.
"I said, 'Robert', give me the laurel, I will wear it and complete the next ritual."
Kiriman was surprised at the similarity between the other party and the strange power of simulating this body - this gave him a deep sense of fear for the first time, because he knew very well how difficult it was to imitate the existence of himself and his brothers - why could a Pastor Astart simulate such an existence? If this ability can be learned or obtained by other ways-
Just as he couldn't help but start thinking about other shocking aspects, he was still trying to convince the other party and used the second word in the other party's name to specifically remind him that he already knew his identity.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
There was indeed a hint of surprise in the other party's eyes, but there was no intention of letting go of his hands. "Look at this crown, which seemed to be carved from ordinary gold, was unscathed in the struggle between us, and there was no sign of deformation. Don't you understand how powerful the concreteness of the dark curse is? This is an extremely terrifying weapon planned by Fogrim, but actually contains the true divine power of the Hungry Lady. You... In terms of the current situation, you are not yet needed."
"I know." Kiriman whispered through his teeth that only the two of them could hear. "But my chief think tank has calculated it many times for me. His temples were stained with white frost, and his vitality was heartbreaking, but none of this changed the result of that prophecy."
He paused, informed Julius of the content of the prophecy in a smaller voice, took the latter's surprise and put it on his head.
In an instant, the magnificent scroll unfolded in front of his eyes. He saw that he had successfully reorganized his football and was invincible. This time, Koz and other brothers could not stop his rise. The Five Hundred Worlds became the starting point of his new great expedition. The Blue Legion of Markulag swept across the Milky Way. Heretics and demons shivered and urinated under his deterrence and strength. They could only escape to the darkest and small corners and survived. Under his command of the human empire, the people were prosperous, and the people were happy, and they lived and worked in peace. There was no other reward for the achievements of revival. Even the one on the Golden Throne-
When Kiriman saw something suddenly appeared on the Golden Throne, he let out a panic and sharp explosion, and he grabbed the golden laurel on his head in his fierce rise and threw it to the ground.
The flow rate of time also returned to normal due to the failure of the spell. People only saw the moment when they were wrong, and the crown was discarded on the ground. One of the two Kirimans showed panic and the other frowned slightly. Ariman stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Governor Berinus with his consecrated hand armor.
In disgust and exclaim, people witnessed the appearance of the Governor's appearance changing into a pathetic and depraved ugly appearance, semi-flowing loose skin, deformed and scaled body, and his neck hung a string of necklaces made of semi-wet human organs. His robe was sewn from many pieces of human skin, and some people screamed in a collapse because they recognized that the face on it belonged to the Governor's wife and children.
"What a pity... what a foolish way? It can make me unable to hear your whispers. My dear Roberts, what else can I hide from such a close relationship?"
As the corrupted body began to try to grow more scales and non-existent limbs, Fogrim's voice became more and more bewitching, "Don't you like the little gift I made for you? Robert? It's a pity that my gift is always treated like this. You can't understand the truth and love contained in it. Alas, then you can only give you my curse. You will never get any pleasure from any victory or achievement, and will always fall into the cycle of self-doubt - I hope you will persist for a long time, Robert, otherwise, how boring it will be! As for you..."
The Governor had begun to turn into a vertical pupil and his eyes protruded out of his eye sockets and turned to the direction where Julius was.
"It's time to leave after you finish speaking."
The last scene that Fogrim and Berlinus saw was the other's outstretched hand.
"Lucky." When Makado commanded the crowd to begin to evacuate, Aliman re-drawed the isolation circle, and the Gray Knight appeared to re-main order with the extreme warriors, Julius heard Kiriman talking to himself.
"After finally, in the turn of the Dark Prince, there is no need to marry a alien to replace this blessing..."
(This chapter ends)