Chapter 636 Under the Magma-
Dantioc doesn't quite understand.
First, why is the action so important, led by the gene protozoa, carried out like this.
This is different from any imagined battle scene of glorious and great sacrifice that he had prepared in advance.
This is too...
Well, this may be a bit too much like their other cousins, who have heard of the secret and few-known fighting styles and stories.
The Lord of Midnight, the Raven Guard... Perhaps, Alpha?
Such a method of combat is neither noble nor glorious in the Olympian tradition.
Even Barabas Dantioc is a warrior who can be flexibly and can hold it down among the Iron Warriors. Generally speaking, if you tell him to give up the magnificent battle, sneakily avoid various surveillance watches and alerters, and drill holes like rats, he is not happy - of course, using vehicles and legion warriors to dig a tunnel full of explosives that can blow everyone in the city into the sky.
——But now.
From now on, such a way of combat will inevitably, must and will have a glorious place in the Olympian tradition.
Dantioc glanced at Soltarn, who was opening the way for them at the front.
——Alongside Soltaen's side, the Supreme Tyrant of Olympia, the master of the Iron Warriors' Legion, the king and father, and the fourth son of the emperor of the human empire, the great demigod's face was now illuminated by the red light of the magma that shone through the black glass-like walls, and he was watching with amusement as Soltaen's team for the three of them opened a road with condensed obsidian crystals as the walls and floors at the bottom of the molten magma lake.
The second question is, why did the Primarch not choose those who are younger, whose combat experience and combat skills are comparable to that of him or even stronger to accompany him to implement the plan?
...and the power that Soltarn shows is the third problem.
Dantioc let his footsteps follow the Primarch and Soltaen, while giving out a ray of thought and meditating.
He temporarily pulled his thoughts back a few days ago.
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Frix, who never prayed, showed a look that almost seemed to begging for the blessing of the gods who did not exist.
The gene protozoa only took two people to the specially prepared storm bird.
Dentiok was responsible for driving. They successfully bypassed the not-so-many guards at this time and landed on the ground of Nikea.
Young and unusual.
This is Dantiok's first impression of this planet.
Brown clouds rolled in the pink sky, and storms brewed in it. From time to time, huge bright lightning flashed across the sky. Its forks were densely packed with huge trees across the continent. Acid rainwater rich in corrosion ingredients and various small molecules kept falling all over the world. But even so, it cannot eliminate the wrinkles, faults, and thick black smoke and magma that erupted during the rise caused by the unstable crustal plates moving across the turbulent mantle.
The gray-black ground here is all formed by condensed magma. The entire planet has no grass growing, and there is no sign of the existence of native life. Even the primitive pond is still in an unstable state.
Moreover, war blacksmiths keenly noticed that when their wings swept across the ground at low altitude, many huge rocks were not natural forms that grew randomly, but were almost abnormally spherical, spiral, stepped and square. The artificial rapid cooling gave them a unique large structure, but they were undoubtedly the ones that had only recently changed from magma to solidified solid state, and the acid rain did not even have time to wash out more water-eroded stripes on it.
There are not many warships cruising over the clouds here now, and they have to bypass the difficulties they have not imagined.
Because according to the Primros, the disordered magnetic field and high-energy particle storm of this new galaxy will disrupt navigation and other communications, which is why the coordinates here are originally unavailable - the usual exploration fleet and colonial fleet in this ghost place will not come at all, it is too new and will not be the usual target world for people.
"But I think this place is still full of a taste of convenient destruction afterwards and even during the event. - New World, you can't escape without special navigation, the main venue is inside a giant crater full of magma - to be honest, I really can't think of any place that is more suitable for dealing with disobedient offspring than here."
The ominous meaning of this statement and the understatement of a primordial death reminded Danti Oak again that the father of genes who seemed to have not deteriorated much in a year have not improved at all - even if the Pharmacy Department tried its best to treat it secretly.
Worry climbed up his brow: If there is any situation, there is no doubt that he will use his life to defend the safety of the Primarch, but after seeing the sinisterness of this place, Dantioc's thoughts have become less optimistic: how many seconds can his body of flesh and blood and armor last for the primitive natural power composed of tens of millions of tons of magma and basalt?
When they landed on this planet near the giant crater that was thousands of meters high surrounding machinery and other equipment, surrounded by large machinery and other equipment, and began to "go down" directly, the odor of thick sulfur, hydrogen sulfide and other toxic chemical gases was so strong that they could vaguely smell even through the breathing mask of the Power Armor. At this time, Dantioc once again realized in horror why the gene protogenes had to focus on modifying their power Armor systems before setting off.
Although the Primarch has never shown its power in related aspects before, assuming that their father gained some extra abilities due to illness and deduced the details of what is about to happen, then why is his attitude towards these events so weird? Even though the Fourth Legion may not be a popular guest in the Imperial Court, as a legion and his master who has a significant influence on the battle situation, can the Primarch still buy more time and opportunities for itself and the Iron Warriors based on its foresight of the future? The Primrose always talks about it, "If we don't go to the big thing that the first Sagittarius wants to do in the 30th year, Ulanuo seems to be done well" and "no time left"... When that happens, how will it make the Milky Way look sideways?
At this moment, Soltarn, who had been slightly closed but could see a big strode forward suddenly stopped and made several gestures to them.
The war blacksmith's attention immediately returned to the current situation.
The meaning of these gestures Dantioc knew that it showed that there was a suspicious situation ahead and he needed more time to determine before he could decide to move forward or bypass it.
But obviously Soltaen spent more time this time than before.
"What's wrong? Is it troublesome in the front? Is it mechanical education and in-depth environmental stability?"
The voice of the father of genes sounded in the internal channel, reminding Dantioc of the springs flowing down the Olympia Snow Mountain. It was incredible. Although he was so crazy that he planned to face his irresistible father and his father's entire empire, the voice was quiet and rational than what the war blacksmith had heard before, and there was also a strange laziness that comforted the hearts, as if he didn't care even if the nine-kilometer-high Holy Mountain of Trafas collapsed in front of him.
"No, sir." Soltarn frowned, and the young sergeant was now pressing almost all his body against the wall at the front end of the Obsidian tunnel where they were, as if this could increase the intensity he perceived the opposite side. "This movement...is not like the large environmental controls taught by the machinery. But they are all warning me not to get too close. Please allow me...?"
Who are they?
A question naturally came to Dantiok's heart. But he kept his wise silence. "I've allowed it."
Soltaen Vo Bronn's skin was not as pale as the other sons of Pertulabo, and now his dark yellow skin reflected the bright red light of the magma, which looked almost light orange, and his hair was lighter than black - in other words, he looked like a dim color palette of earth, except for the pair of light blue eyes inherited from the gene sequence of the main steel, which were like two clear springs on the land.
Now this warrior who has been in the mysterious special training for a year, who has no one knows, has obtained permission to remove the shackles given to him by the flesh in this situation where only the Primrose and another brother, and show his talents more.
The wind is blowing.
But here is thousands of meters deep underground in the giant crater. Where does the wind come from?
No, not exactly wind...it's more like...a side effect similar to wind caused by the movement of indescribable matter...
It's like the matter itself that makes up here...the smaller thing...the more illusory and solid...
"I can hear it clearly this time." Soltaen said, as if he hadn't spoken, and the entire tunnel in the magma echoed with a slight resonance as if he was speaking his voice.
But Dantioc's eyes widened not because of this.
…Does Soltarn look more like…a statue made of rock and soil now…?
The "Statue" suddenly opened its eyes, and the pair of light blue pupils similar to Dantiok came to their sight, and they were about to part with him.
The War Blacksmith thought he had seen some bright golden reds sweeping through the depths of Soltarn's pupils, but it might also be just reflections from the same color of magma from outside the obsidian glass tunnel.
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"What's ahead?"
"It is a group of rooms and corridors that have been excavated... or hall buildings. They are obviously two functional areas with the theater that is about to be built inside the crater outside."
"Can't you take us through and restore it? Oh, wait, is it because the walls there are also translucent like ours, so if we get too close, we will be discovered?"
"No, it doesn't matter. Lord, this is not a problem when there is no one. I can even lead us directly through and restore the walls of the room. Some people will never think that we can walk freely in the magma without any extra machinery - they use a large amount of resources, humans and mechanical equipment that can be used to solidify the magma thick enough here to form the temporary cave chamber of this conference, and I don't need that much."
"Then why did you stop and be so hesitant?"
"The direction we will do next depends entirely on you, sir."
"So." The face of the Lord of Steel was reflected in the color of the sunset by the blazing red light of magma, like a colossus carved from red sandstone. "These are the earliest and most hidden dark rooms located below the theater... not only have early guests, but they are also very important, more than one, right?"
"You are so wise, father." Soltarn bowed with his hand on his breastplate, "There are many positions. Powerful. A capable man."
"... So, they have been waiting here for Magnus to lead Qianzi to come here... Interesting, but no one who would notify or stand on Magnus on the spot received an invitation, and the others were waiting for him in advance. Haha, in this way, our father is really afraid that Magnus would turn over the table or resist him on the spot and behave himself. Interestingly, that means he is not as sure as he thought. And he doesn't have as much father-son relationship as he thinks he has."
Danti Oak, who has gradually become accustomed to the fact that the father of Gene often says something that is not suitable for the second person to hear, lowered his eyelashes slightly, put his face in a poker look, and pretended that he hadn't heard anything.
"Who are there in these dark rooms?" The Lord of Steel began to slowly pace at the place where they were staying. The narrow space made him look like a giant steel beast trapped in a cage, but the surging vitality and wisdom light as he thought diluted this impression. "Say it in the order you see it."
"Space Wolves, they have the most people. Lord Ruth is deep in the nest where they gather, but they told me that he would often run out."
He was once again criticized by the nonsense of the disease of the father of genes. Dantioc thought, it is very likely that this is a condition associated with prophecy and other special abilities, and it is not uncommon for myths to make prophecies because of madness. If he had the honor of returning with the Primrose, he would remember to submit this report to Soraka.
Thinking of the Primrose that there were probably more than a number of space wolves here, and they were even responsible for supervising the construction of the theater - and the drawings were painted by Pertulabo and sent by Fricks to the Great Expedition Command as part of the tribute to the emperor, a discomfort and disgust surged into his heart, and he suppressed it, but his brows were still tight.
"Your brother, Lord Motarian, his descendants, the guards of death, accompanied him this time is his first company commander Tifeng."
"Oh, I'm not surprised by him, but Tifeng is here too?"
"That's true. In fact, the two company commanders of the Death Guard and the Holy Blood Angel are assisting the Imperial Force in guarding the core control room deep in the mountain."
"So, San Gilles is here, too." The tone of the Primarch was filled with a touch of play. "If he had arrived, I guess Fogrim, Clarks, Roger Dorn and Valdo were all waiting in the darkroom."
"Not all, my lord," Soltarn added quickly, "only the main cluster of space wolves and Lord Ruth hides in these halls at the bottom, while the Death Guard, the Crow Guard and the Empire Fist are slightly above, but they are also subject to special obscurity. According to my estimates, this obscurity should be used to prevent the peepers, especially the psychic peepers from seeing their true faces. The Imperial Guard, the Holy Blood Angel and the Emperor's Son are openly active in the upper level."
Just as the Lord of Steel began to sneer, the war blacksmith adjusted the tense atmosphere at the right time.
"Sir, I don't know. Who is the last person of the name you just mentioned? Can his name be compared with the several originals?"
"Ah. I forgot that you are too young, Barabas. You may not know his name." The Lord of Steel turned around, his tone was gentle, but there was a sarcastic smile on his face. "Constantine Valdo, let's call him that for now, because his full name is more than 1,900. He is the imperial guards of the 'Emperor', commanding his golden pets."
The sarcasm in this speech was so severe that a thought came to Dantiok's mind again:
...At this point, do you really no longer consider the proposal that you let your father bury him alive in this crater while he was present, Father?
(This chapter ends)