Chapter 131 Dantioch Interlude·4·Meat pad? Iron Fist!
The wind carrying the smell of promethium passes through the huge cavity under the planet's surface.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on the living creature that made the voice of the Fourth Primarch.
The black and white dog's beautiful brown almond eyes glanced coldly at everyone in the chapel hall from above Dantioch's shoulder armor.
The panicked questions of his useless heir were the only sound in the chapel at this moment.
"No, it's impossible! Before I set off, I was lucky enough to meet our great genetic father on board the Iron Blood! There's no way he could appear here! This is absolutely impossible! What kind of evil thing are you! How dare you pretend to be Iron The voice of the Lord!"
"[Evil object?]" The furry four-legged creature deftly found some space to place his four flesh pads next to the old blacksmith's shoulder armor, power backpack and helmet. Claws, the old blacksmith gasped, grabbing the battle brother's arm to prevent his old and weak knees from falling to the ground due to the sudden increase in weight.
The stunned adjutant Taraschi helped his commander in time, but he himself did not dare to raise his head at all and look at the plush four-legged creature that they all found so cute and approachable before— —The creature's throat was making a sound that made them tremble from soul to body.
"[Evil? How dare you apply this term to me like this?]" The voice of their genetic father, the tyrant and destroyer of Olympia, the eternal father and master of the Iron Warriors Legion, was heard everywhere. There was a rumbling echo in people's heads and brains, and the newly appointed war blacksmith of the 14th Battalion began to tremble in the calves under such overwhelming majesty.
The voice of questioning was not produced by the vocal cords of a small creature at all. It was inconsistent with anyone's common sense. The open lips of this stuffed creature could not match the pronunciation at all. Above: Such a grand and majestic sound can only be produced by the Lord of Steel, Perturabo.
Dantioch took a deep breath through his broken lips under his iron mask. He blinked hard to identify the voice that had not been heard for many years, trying to find any trace of trickery and deception.
"[Very well, Krendel, originally, for the sake of being one of my heirs, your poor shrunken little brain might still be useful, but now I have changed my mind. - See Look at the insults the Horus sewer rat next to you has just given to your comrades and former boss, and the contempt in his words towards your father, and yet you are actually yelling at your comrades because of them, so senseless! You must speak for them! As an Iron Warrior, you can so easily accept the poor orders of that Corsonia gangster!"
Astartes officer wearing the unique green armor of the Sons of Horus! At this moment, he took a step forward, put his hand on the handle of his weapon and pulled it out, as if to fight for the honor of his father against this bold maniac who did not even have a human form. He raised his thick black eyebrows and opened his mouth to speak.
But the big black and white dog just glared at him with bright almond eyes, and the traitor's heir closed his mouth like a sheep being stared at by a sheepdog, and did not dare to move at all.
The member of the Mechanicus who came with the betrayers shrank his body in red robes further back, closer to the entrance where they came from, leaving only the three bionics under his hood. The mechanical eyes were shrinking, spinning and clicking like crazy.
The mortal auxiliary officer here held his weapon, placed himself in a position suitable for concealment and shooting, and observed the scene alertly, while the priest in blue and gold cassocks stood surprised but unwavering. .
"[Dantioch, take me there.]" This mysterious and mysterious black and white dog proudly gave the order to his once most beloved heir.
The old blacksmith did not move at first, until the animal repeated his request again, and then a deep sigh came out from under the iron mask that melted into flesh, and then the ancient servo and power armor joints were driven up to support He walked forward with the old soldier's weakened but not dead body.
The crowd gathered around the edge of the altar retreated hesitantly, like a large herd of bewildered, headless lambs. Only Krendel, who had just been most intoxicated in false glory, was highlighted in place.
Step by step, Dantioch stood in front of the trembling Iron Warrior Astartes with the magical creature on his back.
"Honored...Honored Dantioch..."
But the man in the silver-gray steel mask just shook his head tiredly at the betrayer who had been sentenced. A simple sentence spoken to Krendel showed that even after years of being publicly reprimanded, stripped of his honor and Terminator armor, and banished to such a desolate and remote place, Barabas Dantio Ke still has deep admiration and deep understanding of the person in the dream.
"It's too late, Krendel, may your soul find true rest."
The black and white border collie commented with a sneer.
"[Arrogant at first and respectful at the end, that's all.]"
He raised his head with trembling ear tips and a long snout, and announced the final outcome of this heir in front of the steel altar.
"[Tens of thousands of possibilities pass through my brain in every light second. This has been the case in the past, and it will be the same in the future.]" A look appeared on the face of the furry black and white dog. Every Iron Warrior who had ever seen the primarch would always have a cold and cruel expression engraved in their hearts. The long-lost feeling made the tall warrior who should have no idea of fear make his muscles tremble and almost unable to lift his bolter.
"[If you think that I can't deal with you after losing my body and armor and taking this form, then you are totally wrong. Idris Krendel.]"
The pet dog's well-groomed paws stretched forward, and his pads slapped against the Astartes' head, which was enhanced by advanced genetic engineering. At first, nothing happened. The sad and abominable man who followed Chaos and Madness even showed a hint of joy unconsciously. He raised his gun and was about to say something——
Then, the Space Marine officer's head flew out - physically speaking, with a small half of his spine, red and white flesh, and some mixture mixed with metal cables - and hit the reinforced chapel heavily. On the passing relief wall, it exploded and splashed like a fragile water bladder, and its contents spilled all over the floor.
"[Your destiny should have continued after this, Krendel,]" The voice of the Iron God rumbled in everyone's ears, like the voice above the peaks of Olympia. Lightning and thunder, "[But my verdict is here, I will cut off your fate and never exist again.]"
And when everyone's figure fell into the noble, furry four-legged creature again, In the majestic and arrogant eyes -
The rebel envoys once again truly and uncontrollably trembled.
Gua.
Several times, he almost beat Crundall into Cromwell (turning his head)
The second one is more, code
(End of this chapter)