Chapter 135 Fearless Phoenix Mind Break
The dog pushed the data pad in front of him away with his paws.
There was no outsider in the Chapter Master's office at this time, and the soft hidden lumen illuminated the entire space.
Squire Aharin was beaten to his knees when he and his brothers challenged the authority and ability of the new first company commander, and is now undergoing treatment on his calf by a pharmacist in the infirmary. He promised, apologetically, that he would be back at his post within two hours to continue serving his father.
Wannas, who has been lurking in the shadows all year round, has been sent to the armory, reportedly to adjust the new power source of his jet pack or perform similar repairs.
Therefore, although Fulgrim's question seemed tough and abrupt, it seemed that Phoenix had carefully considered his brother's endurance.
The black and white dog pondered for a moment, "Okay, first of all, that's not 'what', that's a human, Fulgrim, that's an Astartes, but -" The dog seemed to It was very unspeakable to say, "He is the genetic descendant of me and Rogal Dorn."
The huge metal body of the Contemptor Dreadnought leaned back because of the surprise of the driver inside, "What—— ? Perturabo? What did you say? How could you do this? , Wait, wait... Do this to your offspring? "
"Hush, Fulgrim, watch your words!" The fourth in the body of a border collie? The Primarch pricked up his ears and rolled his tail over his back. "Don't describe it as if something happened or was very ambiguous!" The dog paused. "--it reminds me of 'Fogg. Rem's clumsy and... disgusting performances full of betrayal, lies, deceit and depravity on the Heart of Hydra"
The fearless eyepiece flashed a sharp light, and people. You can hear the focusing sound of the optical focuser.
"While I do want to know more about your common genetic heir, I hope you understand that this accusation against me is very serious, Perturabo."
"I understand myself very well. What are you talking about, because I even convinced myself and my legion to accept the obvious lies of my brothers-" The black and white dog's head turned to the two people who listened with interest, "Maatra. , you take Lamizane out."
"Uh...? Where should I take him?"
"You can go wander around anywhere. The studio and the small game room, anyway, you can't go too far, and don't stay here. I need to have a good talk with my (dog with emphasis) brother."
"Hey, "The body of the fourth original body complained dissatisfiedly because the good show was interrupted, "Why don't you let me hear it? Isn't it a secret about Hydra's heart? I already knew it! You want to hide it from me? I would like to hear the opinions of those who heard this for the first time!”
"Listen, Lamizane, we had an agreement. I warned you not to speak freely in this galaxy. Do you still remember it?" The dog obviously changed his face when facing his body. , his electronic voice sounded much gentler, "Do you need me to remind you again? In addition, if you knew about those events, I think you would considerately leave Fulgrim for a while, wouldn't you?"
Maatra was puzzled and Fulgrim was horrified to see the rock-carved face of their fourth brother make a look very similar to that of a mortal who suddenly realized and looked at Phoenix Fearlessly with sympathy. expression.
"Okay." The tall body stood up dissatisfied, "You want to say that... That scene is indeed quite embarrassing, but I hope you won't skip me and talk too much, let's go, Ma'atla, let's go next door and wait for a while. By the way, we can think about how to make the psychic beacon I told you last time smaller, I mean more portable..."
The thin psychic consultant tightened his Casillas robe, nodded to the two brothers left in the room, and then left with the tall giant.
The door closed and calm returned to the office.
The Violet Phoenix turned this time with cautious curiosity to her black-and-white shaggy sheepdog brother, with the shell of Perturabo's own Contemptor parked nearby.
The other party's pair of bright and clear almond-shaped eyes were also staring at him.
A thought flashed through Fulgrim's mind: He had always felt that no one could match his eyes except the fallen Sanguinius, but there was really no one who could reject Petula. Bo's eyes at the moment? Oh, Father, what am I thinking?
"Fulgrim, you asked for this." Perturabo said slowly, and then the dog's paw pressed a few buttons and opened a holographic record with pictures. . "Then let's take a look at what happened here before." A picture recorded by a multi-angle sensor appeared in front of them.
"Heart of Chemos..." Fulgrim murmured in disbelief. "What the fuck is this?!"
On the screen, on the stage in the center of the magnificent stone amphitheater filled with spectators, under the watchful eyes of everyone, blood dripped from the white-haired What flowed out of his head, flowing through his almost inhumanly beautiful eyebrows, and lying on the ground in an extremely dramatic performance posture like a flower falling from a branch, was Ziting Phoenix's own face.
"I mean, I mean, how could he, how could he, how could he!" Wuwei almost screamed, his metal finger pointed at the man in the picture who had the same appearance as him The man wears nothing but a cloak and has a completely naked body with snake-shaped tattoos on his limbs.
"I...I mean, how many people were here at that time?!" Fearless Phoenix's voice sounded like he was about to be suffocated.
“Thousands and thousands.” His brother’s electronic voice sounded smooth and easy, “By the way, most of the soldiers of the Fourth and Third Legions are here too. Do you want to continue reading?”
Although he seemed to want to refuse, the strong Phoenix still said, "Let us continue to watch, I want to see what this farce will turn into in the end."
"I have always been determined to do this. I'd love to see it work out." So the scene continued.
As the scenes flashed by and more blasphemous people and even aliens appeared, Fulgrim began to scream and curse continuously, and finally lost his usual elegant demeanor.
While truly lamenting the blasphemy that his loyal, brave, and outstanding descendants had become by following their father in this world, Fulgrim gritted his teeth and spoke in Chemos dialect. The white-haired man in the picture cursed with vulgar words and curses that you would never expect from the mouth of the Emperor's Son Primarch.
Until he saw that sinister smile and heard the whisper that only the person involved heard.
"You forgot, brother, it was I who killed Ferus."
The exotic phoenix forgot his situation, he jumped up, pulled out his sword, and was not afraid of the heavy metal walking feet smashing them fine furniture.
His high-speed flashing eyepiece turned in horror to the Primarch Border Collie sitting on the throne.
“Although the Iron Hand finally leaves us, my brother Perturabo,” Fulgrim’s voice trembled horribly, “Ferrus is here... and does not deserve to die. Yes?"
His brother answered him coldly as expected.
"Yes, Fulgrim, you are the betrayer, and it is you who personally cut off the head of the loyal Ferrus Manus."
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Then I can finally show you the RH Meifeng I dated half a year ago, hehe (the scars on Meifeng's body in RH are actually more serious, so in order to be able to print them (?), the artist @月上山青 Mrs. has made them beautified)
I hope Dianniang won’t close my picture(.)
Gua.
Third sister, the soul is broken.
Pepe, the black and white dog that changes the topic, is bad, but still easy to touch!
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(End of this chapter)