Chapter 78 Garden Baby
Morse put down his left hand and retreated helplessly from a place - the reason why he described it this way was because Magnus could not see any special use for that place. As a descriptive label.
Apart from the faint smell of blood and the dry wind and sand that hit Magnus when he walked out of Tizca to explore the wilderness many years ago, even if he secretly pried Morse behind his back, Even if I move a bit of etheric wind to explore deliberately, I can't detect anything unusual.
"It doesn't welcome you." Morse said, "Maybe it doesn't welcome me either."
"But I haven't seen it. I haven't even made any observations or observations about it. Cognition," Magnus said.
"Oh, that's an eternal battlefield." Morse replied regretfully. From the direction in which the curse runes turned, it can be inferred that the transparent man turned around and faced the red young giant. "Even if your skin color suits its preference, you are obviously not a brave warrior."
The transparent man's shoulders may have shrugged. "Besides, you are still addicted to using psychic powers, right."
"Are there still people who discriminate against wizards now?" Magnus asked in surprise. "This goes against the law of human intellectual development. Abandoning reasonably obtainable knowledge out of superstition and dogma is an obstructive inertial thinking that is not conducive to the overall development of society."
Morse snorted, "Consider When you grow up on a planet full of psychics, I don't wonder how you can be so ignorant in this regard."
He paused and finished the sentence at once: "As for me, Last time it tried to steal your brother, the Emperor and I stopped it. You can ask Perturabo later. You already know enough about the warp, and it is what you need to complete your knowledge. time.”
"Take away my brother?" Magnus repeated, "What's the point?"
"On the eternal chessboard, everything makes sense." Morse was thinking about Magnus After Si's intimate play with the Lord of Change's servants, he quickly gave up the idea of patting the big man.
Reminiscent of the last location, a smile appeared on his non-existent face.
"Do you like to be clean, Magnus?" Morse detected the flow of the subspace wave and identified the correct direction.
A snake-like eagle-like thing with brilliant blue-purple wings jumped out of the waves, its sharp claws stabbing straight at him. When Magnus noticed something strange here, Reluctantly hiding, the tips of its claws hooked through the void without causing any harm.
Magnus looked at the strange blue light that just flashed in confusion, and answered Morse's question: "Well, I don't regard things within the scope of normal hygiene as dirty, so I feel anxious and compulsively clean and check. and the habit of rejecting unclean objects, but I need to maintain a certain standard of cleanliness to avoid contaminating my experimental environment and damaging the books and treasures I collect. At the same time, I think human evolution is reflected in a certain degree of resistance and resistance to native natural forms. Off the top...so yes."
Admitting to being clean like a child seemed to deflate Magnus a little. The hem of his robe floating behind his subspace projection also hung softly on the instep of his shoeless feet.
"That's good." Morse said briskly, "I think I have found a way, a way leading to a clean and tidy little garden."
I don't know when, In front of the two of them, there was a wooden door wrapped with vines. In Magnus's eyes, the door panel here was painted with clean white paint, and the fences next to it were all lined up neatly. He couldn't help but look forward to another friend Morse was about to visit.
“We will see a vibrant and beautiful garden that is completely different from the exquisite beauty deliberately created in the previous Elysium... And I think the owner here should not know who disturbed it last time Garden.”
"Be careful not to harm the flowers and plants here, Magnus." Morse smiled leisurely, snapped his fingers, and the wooden door opened automatically.
Magnus couldn't wait to enter first, stepping into the dark brown garden soil that exuded the fresh fragrance of grass in his eyes.
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A Nurgling held its newly planted abscess and happily took care of its cute head with yellow and white juice leaking out. Look for the green herpes messenger that it just met a while ago. In its simple thinking, it just wants to show good things to the herpes messenger, so that the pink throat spitting out of its mouth may become even redder with happiness. a little.
On the road, the Nurgling met another Nurgling. Together they patted the fat white insect crawling out from under the rotten leaves next to it. The insect rolled around and spit out some happily from its mouth. The Nurglings dipped in the brown slime and hugged each other. They patted each other's big-mouthed faces with their short hands and smeared the slime all over each other's necks to express their friendship. Unknowingly, there were already seven Nurglings playing together in the soft soil with yellow-green bubbles.
After the last time we encountered a strange purple arrow poking into the ground here, everyone hasn’t run to this corner to play for a while.
Later everyone said that this must be caused by the annoying blue squishy monster again, it is so annoying!
Raindrops fell from the dense yellow clouds accumulated in the sky, passing through the gaps in the half-dead dark brown leaves. The heavy rain added new toys to the creatures in the garden.
A small group of caper musicians infected with laughing hysteria happily accompanied their companions with their rotten-bellied bagpipes on their little red hats made of turned-over fat skin, and then were beaten by the always disappointing people. Bad rash clerk drives away.
However, the Nurglings will not blame the dear scribe. They want to record the endless number of plagues for their loving father, so even if they are not so friendly to other partners, their long green circle noses full of holes and The big pink swollen mouth with yellow and black rotten teeth separated from the head is also very cute. Even the disgusting mucus flowing out of the fat tongue is full of friendly taste.
In the harmonious and friendly play, a strange red-skinned guy suddenly appeared.
Nurgling's simple mind cannot understand when this very tall friend was a new companion created by his loving father, nor can he understand why it is clean and all the organs are inside the body. .
This is so pitiful, Nurgling jumped towards the big red friend sadly, wanting to help it. It must be that the loving father wanted everyone to love it together, so he didn't coat it with dirty juices and soft proliferative tissue.
But why is the big red friend standing there but not coming over?
The expression on its face was also strange. It looked to the left and to the right, as if it couldn't see everyone clearly.
Nurgling suddenly understood! It must be a pair of cloudy eyes given to it by its loving father, so that everyone has different diseases. The loving father really likes the big red friend. Everyone also wants to play with their new friends.
A large group of little creatures in the garden huffed and ran towards the big red friend. Their new friend also squatted down in a friendly manner, and the annoying clean white robes were finally stained with the loving gululu pus. juice.
Thinking that they had helped their new friends, everyone felt that the rotten smell in the thick miasma was getting stronger, and they became sincerely happy.
I just don’t know why, but Honghong’s new friend didn’t join the game even after everyone played with it in a friendly manner. He didn’t pick up a bunch of Nurgling babies and put them on his red arm to accompany him. Everyone is playing on the swings, but they are not willing to lick the bright yellow worm friends crawling around on the ground. Even the little flies with half of their bodies rotten are willing to fly up from the black sewage where they live to play with their big friends. Red The big red man didn't even smile.
The Nurgling clumsily patted the big man's soles without shoes, and rubbed its dirty round body on its calf in a friendly manner, smearing all the dirty slime and semi-solids on it until it turned red. On the skin, I want to make it happy.
The big man seemed to finally see what it looked like. It stretched out its broad hands, and Nurgling raised its small hand, trying to climb onto the back of the big man's hand to play.
But at this moment, there was a very strange bird's cry of pain in the sky, and several crystal blue bird feathers were knocked down by the loving father who was rarely angry with a conceptual spoon. As he drifted down, the big man's expression suddenly became extremely frightened.
“Ahh——”
A terrifying psychic storm burst out from the red giant’s body, violently rolling through a corner of the lush and decaying garden, sweeping away countless densely packed insects in an instant Eggs, rustling tree vines, and countless little creatures were smashed into pieces amidst the shrill screams of collapse of the cruel red giant who committed evil deeds, and melted back into the moist and fertile soil.
The giant's desperate screams continued, and his red cheeks showed the paleness of extreme shock. After an instant, a golden rune rope pulled away the red giant who came to the garden to cause trouble.
When the new little creatures started to play happily, they would raise their heads from time to time, and felt in confusion that there was a miserable and long roar that lingered high in the sky and did not dissipate for a long time.
(End of this chapter)