Chapter 240 Looking forward to returning, looking forward to reunion
“So can we bring him back?! What are you waiting for?!”
Even if there are extenuating circumstances, Sklar The company commander's disrespectful roaring behavior in front of the Iron Lord brought him the clamp of the solid steel arms of two iron ring soldiers - some people can understand, but a certain plush tyrant can't stand it. I won't spoil these boys.
The elder "Kaidomo" also kicked the opponent's amniotic fluid compartment firmly, and the mark of his metal walking foot was clearly left on the opponent's crotch - mainly due to normal fearlessness, even if The Contemptor model cannot raise its legs as high as its chest to kick - not counting the fearless vehicle used by a certain Purple Phoenix, Mr. Lamizane Carosini has privately claimed that he believes in the real Phoenician Ji Ren could use that fearless pointe to dance the palm dance while swinging the sword - but he didn't elaborate on what kind of palm it was.
At the same time, Divine Fearless saw the very blasphemous Chaos Abomination intelligence that was now unabashedly wearing the same power armor appearance of Rogal Dorn and walked away with a novel little sense of excitement. He came forward, took a metal needle, and injected a shot into the fearless neck of the Contemptor in a serious manner.
"Pfft!" the Second Company Commander's Fearless roared, "What do you think you are doing? Playing house? I am a Fearless, are you, a creature of chaos...? Huh...? What...? How? ..."
Wuwei's originally generous and strong voice softened and turned into a humming weak protest, allowing the two iron ring soldiers to lift him up and stuff him back into his seat to sit down.
【Look, I told you, put the note of demand 'I want to make a soup of all kinds' into the pistachio caramel croissant and the cauldron that have been naturally decayed for seven days. Throwing it into the sewer is useful. ]
[No, it actually works, but it is dangerous...]
[It is inactivated and will not be contagious. 】
[Inactivated? Do we have a pharmacist on board who can do this? Or do you let the apothecary of Iron Heart...? 】
【No, I can’t ask their pharmacist to do this. Although their pharmacist is allowed to use the equipment in the infirmary, he can’t even crack the password of Hongsuo’s equipment, and he reported that Can't understand most of the potions he left behind. So after much deliberation, I asked Magna to ask around, and the kitchen staff replied that they could handle it for me. 】
【……】
【Anyway, it does take a bit long to let the kitchen handle it, but you can see that the processing effect is very good. This powerless potion can knock down even Dauntless with one shot. 】
【...You must not leak this news to any soldiers. This will greatly reduce our morale. 】
【How can it be possible if you can’t? Haha. 】
"Okay, now you can listen to us, Captain Sklar. Let's make a long story short." A certain tall original body turned around and knocked on the stereoscopic projector. Refresh a row of analysis data and charts.
“According to the calculations of the great and wise King of Steel, the principle of this Ada Webway Gate is that someone has placed a prophetic trigger trap... It is very clever, and it just happened to trick the previous one. Unlucky... Ahem. Although this trigger used up all the soul stones it could use,"
His ice-blue eyes blinked, "But Captain Hal. There are so many soul stones in stock that we can try to go there when the same astronomical conditions come next and use his stock to 'pull' your Gene Father again so that he can move towards where we are currently. The space-time point is closer, and even finally 'pulls' him back to our space-time point."
His fingers slid a few curves, "Kaidomo" the elder said, "But this is extremely subtle. You may not be able to 'pull' successfully at one time, and you must be careful not to 'break' the weak 'shuttle' during the process. This requires someone to act as a pulley and anchor point for the soul, and it is necessary to 'comb' the 'warp and weft' passing by at the same time. '..."
Before the Divine Fearless experienced a rare mortal experience of "the eyelids can't hold it anymore" and fell asleep from the endless explanation, he heard Lotala Salin say, "Then, let us try it as soon as possible, I am willing to be the first to bring out my soul to pave the way for his return. I have a very bad feeling and I don’t want Lord Angron to stay there any longer.”
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Angron Petra strode down the corridors of the Emperor's Dream.
Every mortal servant who encounters him will respectfully bend his waist almost in half, waiting for the noble person to pass.
His gold and silver armor and sage's horned crown exuded the smell of new oiling in the candlelight and incense. The brand-new scarlet silk and gold cloak was carefully put on his shoulder armor by the servants, His nobility and majesty were equal to those of any Primarch who had returned before him.
Imperial poets and chroniclers have begun to write countless praise poems and records of his molten ruby hair, bronze skin and golden eyes like his father, while composers and artists are also observing the emperor. The action of the prince's heir was so that he could draw portraits, compose music and sculptures for him. The person who was described and praised by thousands of people was very helpless, and even started to think coldly after feeling sad and worried.
As his conversation on the bridge unfolded with the sun that was and was not his father, he understood more than the oath he had made on the surface of Nuceria. What role should he play in this fateful scene, so he readily agreed to the other party's request for him to take over the Twelfth Legion.
Then, as expected, the Emperor told him that he should leave as soon as possible to join his War Dog Legion, and then immediately accompany him on the next step of the Great Crusade.
As for Nuceria and Angron’s fellow gladiators on the ground in Nuceria? Oh, their little slave uprising will not succeed. Without your help, they will all be dead if you go down now. Why not just look at the star sea, and my bureaucrats will come to finish it for you. How It's relaxing, you don't have to worry about it, and you don't have to face embarrassing scenes, right?
"What you have to do is for humanity, for the future of humanity, Angron."
The Emperor looked at him in the light, and rarely spoke a little slower to him at this moment, "We Our eyes are looking farther, larger, and more towards the destiny of mankind and the future of the galaxy. We cannot stick to some small things on a small planet. You are a original body, and I can give you the peace and harmony. You have been given much more than a kingdom, a continent, or a planet. Your destiny requires you to take on more, command your legions, and unite every world in the sea of stars under my banner. It is the destined responsibility you have been given."
The tall red-haired Primarch was silent for a while, and seemed to be convinced. He put away his ax and leaned towards his father and the Emperor. A gift.
The Imperial Guards beat the tails of their halberds on the ground to express their congratulations. The poets and court musicians immediately rehearsed grand music and recitations. Countless flattery, blessings and praises poured in to celebrate the great mankind. The Emperor has found another noble and powerful son.
Only Angron Petra himself knew how cold his bones felt and how cold his heart felt after listening to those words.
He must find a way...
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“You "Say, can we see him again?" Yochuka asked Kleist, playing with the chain and the head of another slave owner.
The huntress and the boy sat together on the other side of the mountain, the blood of their enemies still fresh from their bodies.
The woman in question looked to the horizon, "I don't know, Yochuka, but I wish I could."
What the wise King of the Red Sands had done to them the night before The prediction happened, and his pre-arrangement also worked. Before the battle began, he handed the two remote controls and the beacon to Kleist and Cromach respectively.
After killing enough enemies, the remaining slave gladiators were teleported to a safe place under the cover of a huge explosion and avalanche. Angron Petra put all the remaining emergency The rations were left for them, and then they were told to walk in the direction of the sun setting in the wilderness until they could see the source of the creek and the huge coniferous forest split by lightning, release the beacon there, and then wait. .
The gladiators indeed found the mouth of a creek and a coniferous forest, but there was no one that he said was split by lightning.
So they have some concerns.
But soon they no longer worried.
As the smell of ozone spreads, the temperature drops and a strange crackling sound fills the air, the hair on the surface of many people's skin stands on end - a huge psychic lightning splits the emerald green coniferous trees.
Someone came and disappeared with the mortals after the conversation, and the forest returned to silence.
(End of this chapter)