Chapter 199 What did you do to Dorne? !
In the afternoon that lasted as long as an eternity, the warm living room was filled with words that Perturabo spoke in anger that could not be heard by mortal ears.
The all-knowing Primarch, in a state of anger and pleasure that he had not experienced in a long time, "outspokenly" dismissed Fabius Bayer, Belisarius Caul, and Xerath the Enlightened. , the Comorian Haemonculi and the mad doctors, oh, even the technical level, low-level mistakes and principle issues of some genetic witches were "commented" by him one by one.
Angron, who was sitting opposite, had already successfully entered deep meditation. After all, the Twelfth Primarch was so gifted with psychic powers and at this moment he said, "If I can't enter meditation today, I will leave today." "Don't go out of this living room. Teacher, why didn't you tell me that my fourth brother would be so scary at this time?" You have the clear understanding.
Later, Lamizane's colleagues described the horror of Perturabo's speech as, if any of the comments were leaked, the fate of the mortals they heard would probably be nothing more than turning into chaos eggs on the spot. Each sentence was enough to make a large number of members from all the Inquisition, Assassin's Court, Rogue Traders, Imperial Navy, Ministry of Justice, etc. inside and outside the empire rush over following the clues.
As for whether this will attract the 18th Route Founding Group and various sub-groups, well, the Loyalists and Chaos Factions can probably be attracted to say at least seven to eight thousand-man expeditionary forces, and 80% of them can also bring Gray Knights and A troupe of pointy-eared aliens and the Ark.
Since it is such a terrifying speech, there is no reason why the existence behind the curtain of the Supreme Sky should not cast its gaze here, and use it to answer its own questions or spread a few words through reasonable "coincidence" - —
But they were annoyed to find that the underground structure of this forging planet had been remodeled extremely delicately and complicatedly by skilled workers, and key ritual objects had been embedded at every important node, making Bei The interior of Lakaan has become a multi-layered, three-dimensional, extremely protective planet-level anti-peeping ritual that can respond autonomously to the prying eyes from the corresponding gods.
It was only at this moment that some of the Tzeentch demons remembered the "Silver Skull" members on the Iron Blood. What they had done here was too "normal", but now it seems that there is a hidden meaning. combat and construction activities, even those super-heavy vehicles that have been converted into shield machines and other construction machinery - efficiency is indeed for the sake of efficiency, but in fact this efficiency is to treat this as quickly as possible - the entire formation. The construction of a super giant structural work made of integral sculpture materials is completed!
The realm of the High Sky is filled with angry roars, ecstatic dissatisfaction and desperate desires that can never be reached. Even Nurgle claims that he can even get a piece of this planet's genius defense formation. He will use a new inspiration to prepare an unprecedented pot of plague soup. For this contribution, He will give Perturabo a bedroom of his own in the garden residence, overlooking the entire vibrant garden. That kind of thing.
After finally venting his anger on every necessary insect in the universe that displeased him and added discordant notes and unnecessary trouble to the harmonious data rhythm of the universe, Bian Mu finally stopped his rambling comments and accepted Lamizane's hair smoothing service.
"I am thirsty." said the Lord of Iron. "If you go and pour me a bowl of sweet water, I will tell you almost all the secrets hidden in Dorne."
Angron's breathing was completely consistent with the environment, and he was roaming in the spiritual world wholeheartedly.
Lami Zain thought for a while, then looked at the black and white border collie slapping his tail and licking the tip of his nose strangely. He stood up and poured a bowl of water, using cold mountain spring water and boiled water. The groundwater, blended together, was just the right temperature for the entrance, and then he brought it to Perturabo.
The dog drank heavily until the whole bowl was finished.
Perturabo seemed to have regained his composure and pride.
"Yes." He said, "Then, although it may be a bit boring, let me tell you how I asked Rogal Dorn to produce gene seeds for the Iron Warriors."< br>
"...Although it ruins the atmosphere, this sentence does sound a bit strange."
"It's nothing strange, it's just a fact. Don't interrupt." The black and white dog patted its tail, " At first, I really didn’t think about doing this. After all, this stone is really annoying. The reason why I didn’t even want him to die was that I wanted him to cheer up, stand up again, confront me head-on, and let me stand out from everyone. Defeat him in the battle before you. ""The pure seeds used by the Iron Warriors before your arrival were often looted from corpses and secret caches. In fact, using those seeds to cultivate recruits is the only way to make them become. Some methods like Iron Warriors use our own content in the brainwashing steps and hypnotic surgery procedures. However, the supplementary soldiers produced in this way are actually not stable, and it is very easy to have the idea of revolting against the veterans..."
He sneered again, "After all, I will not be as secretive as that corpse. There is indeed something supernatural in the bodies of the original body and the Astartes, and it is difficult for ordinary pharmacists, even legion pharmacists, to discover or determine Their role is because the knowledge they received from the beginning is not the whole picture, and the knowledge given is enough for the time being. This is in line with his habits."
"I was indeed in a wrong place before. I worked in vain for a long time, until the reason why you asked for Hong Suo to be taken away suddenly made me realize something. Once you open up your mind, you will find that my subsequent approach is completely in line with the original intention of our birth. "< br>
“Rogal Dorn is actually my backup on the physical level, so this part of the change is almost unnecessary, and the most obvious difference in appearance between our children is only the height and musculoskeleton. The allocation of the structure, let’s just say that the part that needs to be modified on the gene chain is simply an extremely easy modification of the coding fragment, and there is no need to even use unknown knowledge.”
“Subsequently, due to supernatural factors. , I cannot directly modify this part of Rogal Dorn's underlying genetic code to mine. If he is completely the same as me, then the probability of him being contaminated by the Chaos Meme will become very high, which does not meet my need for a stable , the requirement of pure source. "
"So I made an extremely clever decision." Perturabo became excited, his tail rolled up on his back, his eyes sparkling, and he revealed the answer.
"I ended up making Rogal Dorn into a 'Chimera'."
"Wha...what?! You made Rogal Dorn into a troop carrier?!"
< br>"It's a chimera! Your book has been read into the dog's belly! In short, this way his original body can conveniently and continuously produce modified Iron Warriors while maintaining its own purity and stability. Gene Seed."
Information about chimeras and production methods was quickly imported into Lamizane's retina by the faithful LOGOS.
"It's so... he is worthy of being the Chaos Demon Lord. He activated and utilized his brother's body to this extent, and then turned part of his subconscious into his own flagship to control the machine soul. Maintaining the activity of his cerebral cortex, who can say that you are not evil enough?"
The black and white stuffed devil king curled his tail triumphantly.
"That's right, as long as I'm here, Rogal Dorn can't even think about dying. He has to work for me for the rest of his life until he is willing to stand up and fight me to end it."
"... Just say it is."
(End of this chapter)