Chapter 56 Blind me!
Destiny Steel
Daily work area and training area
The Iron Warriors - Silver Skull - have come out of the medical room one after another and returned to work to resume work. The veterans awkwardly adapted to their new heights - in theory, this degree of change is not a very difficult change for Space Marines who have undergone extraordinary changes and rigorous training, but when you have already When they have lived, trained, fought, and killed at a certain altitude for ten thousand years - especially when this increased altitude reminds them all the time how terrible things have happened to them.
Sometimes the collapse of middle-aged social animals comes so suddenly.
The newcomers of the Tenth Company had to frequently interrupt their work and comfort their seniors with well-meaning but unclear reasons.
Any little curse that is said to work on a specific target has become very popular among certain groups overnight.
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The Chapter Leader’s Mobile Office
The iron ring robots are heavily guarded outside the office.
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People, bow their heads and say nothing.
The atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.
On the left side of the double sofa throne is Lami Zane sitting on the sofa. At this moment, this god-like giant straightened his back expressionlessly on the seat, sitting upright, with a black biological relay plug and The cables were tied into a bunch at the back of the head and then hung down naturally, revealing a forehead that had become much smoother, and eyes that no longer looked like black moonstones, but began to change towards silver-blue moonstones.
Standing next to the right armrest of the throne of the double sofa is Aharin, who is fully armed with etiquette and carrying a tray of coffee supplies. The steel warrior wearing a polished armor decorated with a small amount of gold and ribbons is now looking at him. , nose and mouth, mouth and heart, motionless, imagining himself as a perfect steel coffee table and vase.
Kneeling in front of the double sofa throne is the person responsible for bringing such a solemn atmosphere here - wearing apothecary's white armor, but he seems to have regained his confidence, and there is a twinkle in his eyes about this. The ship's only official pharmacist who explores the light of everything in the room. His talent points are not used for fighting but all in strange research directions. He is full of rebellion and has no integrity. He is notorious within the battle group and is sent away by others. Honso, nicknamed the "Gene Predator".
And in the center of the sofa throne, which is made of smooth calfskin, comfortable pure cotton fabric, and numerous data boards, input devices and display device interfaces and cables, sits a majestic, snow-white long-haired man. The mane is flowing on the chest, the bright brown almond eyes are insightful, majestic, cold and full of wisdom, and has the most beautiful plump square velvet mouth. On the broad skull, there are two hands that are better than anything in the world. The rebounding fluffy ears are——
“Ouch! Oow! Oow! Woof! Oow! Oow! Oow!”
The powerful sub-bass bark in It echoed under the high steel dome, creating waves of subtle buzzing echoes.
The large black and white border collie, the Daemon Prince of Undivided Chaos, the Fourth Primarch, Perturabo, angrily shouted at the kneeling Asta at the loudest volume he could. Te barks insultingly.
The Potion Master listened very carefully, and even said after the Border Collie finished his roar, "Your steely wisdom and will, my lord."
Then he turned his questioning eyes to the figure on the left side of the sofa.
Lami Zain coughed lightly with a solemn face, "Well... you... I mean, do you know your sin? Hong Suo, even if we have long been free from any influence from the decadent empire and the corpse emperor, You are bound by boring rules, but it is still inappropriate and unsupported to privately use the resources you have been rewarded and tamper with your own genetic father, the Iron Descendant, with mixed and dirty information from other sons of the false emperor, and should be regarded as a violation of the Legion. And I am guilty of an act of treachery of the highest order.”
[That’s not what I (Olympia swears) said at all! ! How dare you tamper with my words! ! ! What I'm saying is that you, XXXXXX, XXXXXX of XXXXXX (the dirtiest mix of swear words and curses in some Eldar language and dialect) should be skinned alive, and then your cursed body should be made into a training servitor with a head mounted on it. Hang the bow of the Iron Blood in the life support device and face the subspace hurricane! 】【...Your handling is too detailed and subtle. Also, don’t always attack and kill when you first come up. Ask first if you can’t handle it well? 】
The Border Collie gritted its teeth and made a series of threatening low trills from the depths of its throat.
[Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, listen to what he has to say, ah, Bao, Peibao, listen to what he has to say. 】
Lami Zane calmly moved his butt toward the middle, and quietly put a hand on the back of the Border Collie's neck.
Ahharin stared straight ahead.
Honso is thinking about organizational language.
"My lord, our beloved genetic father, the unquestionable great ruler of Medlengard, please listen to me."
[Ah, look, he’s here to explain. 】The fingers were combed into the claw shape of the mane on the back of the Border Collie's neck.
【At best, it is nothing more than a sinner's sophistry to escape punishment. Only a weak mortal like you would listen to his worthless words. 】
“My lord.” Hongsuo knelt on the ground and saluted his genetic fathers again, “I just think that I didn’t expect that your current form is so perfect and amazing. People are amazed - it is the biggest mistake and sin I have ever committed. But first, I want to explain to you why my behavior is not a betrayal, but to allow you to lead us to success in the new situation that will come after ten thousand years. Respond to the honor and let the Lord of the Fourth Legion regain his rightful throne."
"Oh?"
[Hmph! 】
"Exactly, my lord, every great power in the High Heavens has his favorite general, and now the person who will lead the largest number of Chaos Astartes legions to launch the Thirteenth Black Crusade is not even one Your demon brother, my lord," Honso's eyes shone with inspiration and ambition. "As you taught us, we must do more new things to deal with this increasingly complex universe. Soldiers, soldiers are very important, even if Medlengard's arsenal is at full capacity, all of your world's The resources are at your disposal, and we can gather and recruit enough mortal slaves and armies, but if there are not enough Space Marines to hold up the skeleton of their attack like your outstretched fingers..."
Petula Beau's ears suddenly stood up straight at the same time. He jumped up, dropped to all fours, and twitched the tip of his nose alertly at the shadow in front of the sofa.
【What's wrong? ! Pepe? ! 】
【This kind of too special sight...! 】
Long black hair and a pair of golden, amethyst-like eyes slowly emerged from the shadow next to the sofa, and then the whole Crow Guard looked at them with a kind of eyes and eyes that could not be used by humans. The way language is interpreted and organized "floats" out.
The pale, dark-haired man was about to speak.
Perturabo jumped up angrily, facing the visitor and pressing the switch of the super daylight lumen test spotlight that someone had casually placed there.
No matter what words he wanted to say before, the man rolling on the ground covering his eyes could not say a word at this moment.
【Blind me! Make me blind! ! ! ! ! ! You voyeuristic old bastard! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】
Quack!
Completion power
(Lying up straight)
In the afternoon, I felt a feeling of hypoxia and the brain could not start up. If there are any bugs, you can leave a message to the author here, and then the author will sleepwalk and walk the dog. Lying dead... Thank you very much for your reading and comments
(End of this chapter)