Chapter 38 The Wandering Ghosts
What time is it now?
Where is he now?
Pain.
Severe pain.
It was cold, a bad feeling, but consciousness was slowly returning to him, causing pain all over his body.
The pain of the partially broken rib plate in his chest gradually became more obvious, like broken glass embedded in tough bones and flesh. This also explained why his breathing became very difficult, starting from the location where the rib plate was broken. Judging from his physical sensation, only one of the two hearts was still working hard, which successfully saved his life.
Feeling the biochemical feedback his body conveyed to him, the situation was not optimistic.
If only one heart and part of the lungs are still working in this injured condition, the oxygen supply is completely insufficient. Optimistically, it will take a while before he can move his hands, feet and other parts. Now he should It's just that the work of the first aid factors stored in his extraordinary organs was initially effective, and they restarted his brain and part of his system nerves after reaching biochemical standards.
He tried to slow down his breathing and take in a little more oxygen, then tried to move his head a centimeter.
The pain from the wound on the side of his forehead began to become more irritating. Oh, he remembered that before he fell, in addition to his chest, his head also suffered a deflection from a blaster.
The look of utter hatred given by the Iron Warriors as they stormed the fortress before firing their bolters at him was the last thing he remembered before falling unconscious.
A bit ridiculous.
I will definitely remember to wear a helmet next time.
By the way, the fortress... the fortress should have finally fallen.
Because he and the people around him are the last defensive force of the fortress.
He tried hard to move his muscles again, and this time some of the neural interfaces resumed responding, and then he felt something - many things being inserted into the interface on the surface of his body.
The power armor has long been stripped from his body, and dozens of biochemical pipelines and bioservo plugs that do not comply with any known safety protocols are invading him.
And another part of his sense of touch was telling him that he was lying on a strange, cold, stone-like surface.
Based on the condition of these wounds that had not been taken care of at all, he believed that it was definitely not the pharmacist from the reinforcements who had found him.
If there were no accidents, the prisoner would be his current identity.
The next question is, whose prisoner did he become?
He tried his best to open his eyes, but it seemed that it would take some time before he could fully regain more autonomy.
An unprecedented and strange feeling of dizziness surrounded his head and spine, as absurd as if his brain was being taken out and soaked alone in some kind of solution.
A doubt flashed across his mind like a flash of light.
——Why do I have this experience——?
The eyes rolled under the eyelids stuck with blood.
With the return of more self-control will, he can feel that his body that has undergone extraordinary transformation is trying to repair him. The nerve endings are spreading along with the new blood vessels, and the more complex tissues and organs are slowly... to carry out the proliferation of self-cells.
The cold air was sucked deeply into the damaged lungs again.
He tried his best to open his eyes.
——
Parogov hugged Honso and ran wildly along the passage of the Destiny Steel.
He needed to take his severely injured teacher back to the pharmacist's work suite immediately.
As for the little things like finding out why they were suddenly attacked by a fatal attack, and why his running wildly seemed to cause a lot of commotion, the pharmacist apprentice had no time to care.
In his arms, the curve of the monitoring data representing his teacher’s life is getting flatter, but the angle of the brain wave output is getting sharper and sharper. The pharmacist’s medical auspicious device is now directly connected to his eyepiece. , red warning fonts are flashing one after another.
Turning the corner, we finally arrived.
However, the iron ring soldiers guarding the door still strictly followed every scanning and verification procedure. As time passed, they were ruthless guards. Parogov once thought that this was a rule worth abiding by. Excellent procedures.
But now he just wants to use his chain saw sword to split these hateful steel creations in half and then go in and open the medical bay-
Wait? The young white-haired Astartes blinked his light-colored transparent eyes, chain sword? The weapons hanging on his waist are a bolter and a power sword? He had never wielded a chainsword——
A sudden vision swept over him.
The heavy pressure was so heavy that he couldn't breathe at all. He groaned and almost fell to his knees, still subconsciously holding on to his teacher in his hands.
Anger, pain, regret, sadness, fatigue, collapse, self-abasement that go beyond human imagination... and a sense of responsibility that cannot be shaken off even at this point.
This burden is so heavy that it would break any sentient being.
This is...where is this?
A yellow desert with no end in sight?
He blinked.
But the touch from the ground was wrong.
Parogov moved his eyes carefully and slowly, and then his mind went blank for a moment.
The endless yellow that stretches from his feet to the skyline is not a desert - it is all the bodies of Space Marines in yellow power armor - the unyielding black fist emblem is on the broken and bloody shoulders The nails stung his eyes——
The foehn wind brings an ancient and earnest call from a distant realm.
"BLOOD...FOR..."
Suddenly time spun - another scene emerged -
Evil... everywhere They are all unspeakable evil...falling from the sky——
Burning palaces...burning cities...burning huge starships...so ancient and noble...blasphemous...the worst blasphemy and destruction ... Corpses... There are corpses, blood and ashes everywhere... betrayers, loyalists, gold, green, red and many other colors, mixed together, the corpses of the most noble super warriors. The most common rubble and stones were abandoned, and burnt armor, weapons, internal organs and pieces of meat were scattered everywhere...
There is a huge and gorgeous porthole on the bridge...The emblem is blurry...
I don’t know whose perspective changes, and what suddenly jumps into the eye from the window is the miraculous star that brings tears to the eyes. planet.
A great name that is sacred, the common origin of all mankind, seems to be jumping out on the tip of his tongue.
Wait a minute...
What did he see? A black blur blurred the place, but he intuitively felt that it was an abnormal and terrifying scene that exceeded the burden of his life——
Who is he going to wrap up?
Who must he take away?
Must be immediately...
"The final biometric verification protocol is passed and passage is granted. Welcome back to the Apothecary's Laboratory, Brother Nilaidoa."
Iron Ring The robot's electronic eyes flashed green, and with the passing voice, the door opened.
Parogov breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, hurriedly picked up his teacher, and ran straight to an open medical cabin.
His teacher had heard the teachings from the Chapter Master and had given him instructions.
There are enough ghosts of the past, we must first respond to this increasingly complex universe in the present.
Parogov stopped thinking about anything and devoted himself to rescuing his teacher without any distractions.
Quack!
There will be another one in the afternoon. After finishing the story, it will be the second update. After six o'clock
If I can't finish it, there will be a third update. The third update will probably be very late. Readers who need to go to bed early can do it first. Rest, watch the second update and get up tomorrow to read the third update (ω)
(End of this chapter)