Chapter 137 It’s your turn
The lumen in the office turns towards the warm light of the setting sun, the dog’s paw tips make a slight clicking sound when moving on the table, and the air is filled with circuits and life-sustaining fluid The smell of burning made Perturabo, who had a keen sense of smell, frown.
"What do you know?" Primarch Bian Mu looked at his brother from the other side coldly. "You are just a strange foreign guest here."
"I really don't understand the rules here, but I know very well that when in Rome, do as the Romans do. So even if you still have doubts about your current position, I I am still willing to listen to the words of the Terran Imperial Guard I know." Fearless Phoenix's voice may not be polite and elegant, but it is sincere and plain enough.
A clear trance flashed across Perturabo's face.
"So, the Terran Guards you know are the Glorious Perturabo and the Iron Warriors."
"Yes, is there any problem?"
"No. And part of the answer to your question: Dogs can cheat, so dogs."
"I don't know what you mean"
Perturabo gave a certain no. Whimpering happily, Fulgrim noticed that his ears and tail were clamped, but the primarch Bian Mu further explained to Phoenix, "I also want to know why, but the bottom layer of this galaxy The operating rule is to be unreasonable and have a very rare but real tolerance for 'dogs'."
"Open the net?"
"Correct. When I prepare to implement our plan, the dog form can help me avoid some memory and ability losses that will inevitably occur during the execution process, and Good luck." Perturabo added, "Not all dogs can, only dogs with the name 'Peturabo', and some other elements, and every time they become a dog. You must be smart enough to realize - I am who I am."
The fearless Phoenix, whose intelligence is as sharp as his perception of beauty, immediately grasped the elements of the other person's words.
"Every time? How many times have you tried?"
The dog fell suspiciously silent.
Fearless Phoenix noticed the other party's attempt to evade.
"Perturabo, what are you trying to do? Can you tell me?"
The atmosphere became very quiet, but finally the Border Collie spoke, "Okay, Since your arrival is indeed a small accident, I can tell you something.”
The dog tightened his ears and licked the tip of his nose.
“Trying to own something that I’ve passed by countless times,” he pretended to be nonchalant, even shrugging, “or to use one way of saying it, I’m trying to save it. The part of humanity and the galaxy that I don’t hate.”
Fearless Phoenix visibly froze for a moment due to the actual weight of this suspiciously understated answer, and then a question was thrown out, "...does it have to be in the form of a dog to save humanity and the galaxy? ? Can't try another way out..."
"How dare you assume that I haven't tried it?" This made Perturabo furious, and he growled in a low voice and raised all his manes. Mao, "How many times have I had to personally bury my brothers who voluntarily died for this, how many galaxies have been consumed, how much chaos and order have been used as fuel, how can you know?!"
Shepherd Dog Roaring, the Fearless Phoenix discovered for the first time in this animal the angry characteristics of its brother who were as immovable as steel, and also felt the burst of magma that had been buried under the extinct volcano for an unknown length of time.
“This is the last resource, the last chance. I put all the remaining soul in this, and use half of my last life to achieve him. The result of this time is the only one who is most suitable. The person who holds this position (PERSONA). Each one before was either too similar to humans or too dissimilar to humans. The result of every previous attempt was destroyed or destroyed at the moment of creation due to similar reasons. Only this one! Only this one! He is just the right distance from human beings. He is passionate enough to be able to taste the joys and sorrows of sentient beings, but he is also ruthless enough to not fully understand all emotions!
The dog's voice became low and calm again.
"And he really loves me."
Fulgrim in Fearless was silent. Even the soul of the original body needed enough time to digest the amazing amount of information in this passage and think about it. What comes out of this information is even more amazing.
Finally, the phoenix from the foreign land spoke with difficulty, "Perturabo." He said, "You know, it sounds like you are making an ideal version of yourself and everyone. , our father.”
————In the workroom on the other side, Lamizane’s huge half was lazily lying on a large full-size sofa that stretched across the room. The body of God, and the thin body of Utherma Atla sat on the other end. The cards being played were placed on the small side table between them. Of course, naturally, the three characteristics basically all ended with "always Known as "accidental" and "the intention is good, but the result is a bit crooked" - the abbreviation may be that a certain original body who has a somewhat pig teammate's physique sensed an idea in the dark.
Then Maatra, who was counting cards, spoke.
“Uh, Lamizane?”
“Huh?” the person who was selecting cards responded.
“Aren’t you unhappy?”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
"Well, Perturabo wants to talk to, uh, our brother who arrived unexpectedly, but you are not allowed to observe this matter?"
"What's there to be unhappy about?" The ice-blue eyes that were the same but completely different in Magnus' memory glanced at him strangely, "Is it normal for everyone to have their own little secrets? Everyone is an adult."
" Uh..."
"Don't say that this Nirvana Phoenix can't be completely regarded as his brother. Even if we are a family, we should respect each other's wishes and privacy, right? "
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"Although I personally think that if he doesn't want to say it, I can wait for him to say it, but if something is not communicated properly, misunderstandings can easily occur." The body of the Fourth Primarch began to lower its eyes and insert the card he just got into his hand. " Especially if there are many brothers and sisters, and there is no regular communication between the whole family or no one to mediate, something will happen no matter what."
"...Please stop talking, yes. I shouldn’t ask.”
“Huh?”
Uselma Atra showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
"It's okay, I just feel like I understand why Perturabo asked me to play cards with you."
The giant opposite shrugged, "You always make such a fuss, but I'm used to it, this is the universe."
Magnus knew that he should just give it up, You shouldn’t continue, you see, as the holder of Magnus’s soul logo that continues to this day, he knew from looking through the ancient cellar treasury that Perturabo had worked hard to achieve eternal bonds, and he also had a lot of trouble for himself and himself. The brothers once had some idea of the price they paid for today's results.
The final fruit is so hopeful and amiable. He has already given him such a smooth step, why not follow it? But another part of Magnus, one of the sources from which he was created, the deepest part of his essence, the fire of thirst for knowledge from beyond the nine heavens, burned him so strongly at this moment, driving him He opened his mouth again.
*The ecstatic scream of the Lord of Destiny came from the tallest silver tower in the maze, "That's it!"*
"So, this is why you haven't asked too much about all the questions or Don’t you want to get to the bottom of things and find out why? Do you think everything is fate?”
The man holding the cards in his hand put down the cards and stared at Uselma Atla with his ice-blue eyes.
"What, what's wrong?" The psychic consultant swallowed nervously.
The person opposite made a face.
"Heresy comes from heresy, Maatra, I say, it's your turn to play your cards."
Gua.
The Wufen Wonton Black and White Demon Lord just wants a little love and takes the human galaxy with him, what’s wrong with that?
(End of this chapter)
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