Chapter 215 What kind of green version of the Royal Court are you?
“It seems that the adults won’t be able to use us this time.”
After they waited in the trench for a while, Dassadra, who led the soldiers down to the ground, had to make this judgment. The machine soul of the missile control system on his Terminator had begun to refuse to communicate with anyone. Endred was not unhappy about this. He had a brain. It's great to chop, but don't be frustrated if you don't have the head to chop.
“But it’s really strange, this is an arrow on the string, it’s just a matter of effort, why should it stop us from stepping forward to share our father’s worries?”
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"Why did you ask not to send and deploy more vehicles and soldiers here after discovering something was wrong here? It is our mission to exterminate aliens, heretics and... well, too." Angron thought, "I don't Understand the reason why he did this.”
“Most of our brothers really can’t figure it out. There may be a few who pretend to be confused - but if you don’t understand, it’s for someone else’s sake. For the sake of face, I am still willing to tell you mercifully. Let me put it this way, Angron. "In another new communication channel between Perturabo and Angron (why say another one?), Shepherd. The original body picked up his interrupted desire to share again.
"The residents of this place actually have no problem from a genetic level..."
"What? I thought..."
"Well, I I just told you that according to the observation pictures sent back by the servo skulls we launched before, although they are very restrained, they can indeed use some of the strange abilities of the orcs, especially the iconic one that does not conform to any common sense. Make the impossible happen' and the ability to imitate quickly This is one of the main reasons why we can't just order our loyal spawn to rush forward - obviously some of our weaponry must ensure that the opponent cannot use the orc's ability to imitate. Come, we also need to hide our ships temporarily, otherwise things will become extremely difficult.”
"——We will talk about how much alien technology you put under the normal equipment shell later, but——but didn't you just say that??"
"But their genetic purity According to the most stringent standards of the insect bureaucrats under that rotting corpse, there is indeed no problem. I can even tell you that according to the results of random analysis of anesthetized living samples, the human genes of Carrick and the residents of Pearl Moon are actually the same as those of the Ministry of Interior. As documented, overall the degree of mutation is lower, the genetic stability is higher, and due to high gravity, they have a shorter and sturdier body shape and greater musculoskeletal density."
" It's just that the Pearl Moon was not drafted due to the sparse terrain and population, and operating marine agriculture was considered sufficient to meet their tax obligations - guess why Carrick was not selected to be a draft world, nor was it because of this Being famously targeted by those biological sages with equally bad tastes and methods, the only people on this planet who were recruited by the Calixis Military Ministry were some Ogryn apes? "
"Huh? "
Hearing this kind of dull voice that Lamizane often makes from one of his own brothers obviously pleased the black and white stuffed demon to some extent, and he slightly slowed down his arrogant teaching tone. .
"That's right, because everyone on Carrick is thinking about the same thing using the ability to 'make the impossible happen'."
"Ah——?"
"Obviously, the goal they are thinking about must be similar to 'make sure no one notices our differences', 'make Carrick a world without a sense of existence' or 'let everyone except us... People other than traders of necessary living supplies have inadvertently ignored our expectations. Otherwise, it would be inexplicable that this place has never been famous for its pure genes, has not paid blood taxes, has never encountered space pirates, and has not been attacked by Chaos and can be married. "It's been so long."
"Is it possible to do this kind of thing? I mean, doesn't it mean they..." "Yes, it means they collectively created one." A huge spiritual suggestion position, and anyone who has been here, is close to this place, or even just reads the name Carrick from the documents should be able to trigger this psychic suggestion."
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"Incredible!"
"Considering that their hint may have been effective for more than a thousand years even on all mortals and aliens in this sector, including the oldest psykers among them... As a group, it’s really not bad.”
“Not bad! How many people do they have in total? If we can let them have more babies and distribute them...”
"That's impossible, Angron, we even have to conceal their existence, if you don't want their lives for the time being."
"Why? Isn't it a very unusual thing for these mortals to be incorporated into the auxiliary army? Direct and powerful assistance..." Suddenly, the twelfth primarch seemed to think of something. The demigod giant's always calm face quickly darkened, and the majesty and dignity of a king and ruler were vaguely revealed from those lines of wisdom. Thoughtful.
"Because their origin involves...'him'?"
"Yes." Perturabo's electronic voice showed a "Ah, finally this grand step has been revealed" It is obvious that there is not only one person here who likes to play logical reasoning games, but some sheepdogs are just too arrogant to say it.
“In the few cases where humans have acquired the alien abilities of green-skinned orcs, we can see that, without exception, the people in these cases are all humans themselves, and they all believe in those aliens. After the gods gained some divine power, it is obvious that these two 'gods' are very generous and teachable, tsk tsk, it is indeed convenient."
"However, the situation in Carrick is completely different. The belief is the orthodox and conservative state religion, and their belief in the state religion is very calm, not even to the level of 'fanaticism', and the rulers have a clear tendency to separate politics and religion... It is very rare, in this sector and even in the entire galaxy. It's a breath of fresh air, especially when you consider that the establishment of the Calixis sector was even driven by the state religion."
"So the state religion personnel here..." Angron was confused. asked.
"Same, obviously there is not a single qualified 'devout' sent here. Haha, our creator... I'm going too far. The members of the state religion here should also be affected by the hint. They think they see What they see is just the impression of a semi-dead world in their minds."
"So who are the people of Carrick?"
"The descendants of the legion whose abilities have been severely degraded. ." The data point flashed, and the visual list was constantly updated in front of the sheepdog. "I think the abilities of these last descendants have revealed why 'he' will be completely erased by our creators, otherwise it will be a threat. The foundation of the Great Crusade'. "
"...Thank you, Perturabo, every day after meeting you and Lamizane, I am subverting my original world."
"You're welcome, ignorance is not our privilege, but that of mortals. Angron, my brother."
(End of this chapter)