Chapter 314 is on the verge of breaking out
The Night Lord tried his best to ignore the Imperial Sky Eagle emblems that appeared clearly on the edge of his helmet's retinal vision.
Obviously, Dietrian and his Mechanicus brothers are modifying and reconfiguring these Seiko Terminators, whether it is because the modification time is too tight, or some people simply do not realize that this is a problem. The armor's internal system did not remove all traces of the Empire, which requires its wearer to take some time to get used to, but the tactical fearless armor - that is, the precious Terminator Armor is worth getting used to, especially since these have no longer been used. How much ammo and energy does the weapon on the armor have after getting a full reload.
Serion carried his new power weapon and twin bolters in an unaccustomed posture, with a lightness that was inconsistent with the huge weight and volume of the Terminator armor he was wearing. Passing through the ruined halls and the vigilant crowd, they came to their brooding father.
“My Lord.”
"Sy."
"How are you?"
His genetic father - still just wearing a shirt and toga, with the shoes on Octavia's busy schedule Taking the time to point out the Terran noble sandals made for him by the slaves - in the words of Miss Navigator, "I never expected that one day I would start free love on a ship like this and start practicing what I once thought I would never need. The knowledge and skills of how to be the matron of a noble in a foreign territory, I would say, is more tiring than having the Cursed Echo conduct ten subspace attacks."
As for why I still regret it so far. The Earth could not ask the Primarchs to once again don the midnight-colored power armor they were familiar with, because even if they now had an additional Adeptus Astartes cruiser, the resources on it would not be enough to "build a suit from scratch to allow the genetic "Power Armor" for personal use is still a drop in the bucket - not to mention that the abundance of mineral reserves on the planet under their feet has almost reached a level that has no development value.
So the being he asked about is now sitting on a makeshift soft couch, leaning on a huge red cushion. He opened his eyes with a tired look and looked carefully with those black eyes. Cerion glanced.
"I'm fine, Cy, but if you don't say what you want to ask right away, one of us is going to be in bad shape. And I don't think it's me."
(*You are starting to sound a bit like one of my annoying brothers. But I haven’t remembered who it is yet.)
“Forgive me for having a little doubt, please answer it for me, my Lord. "
"Tell me."
"As the First Talos, I know part of Talos's past prophecies, and I have seen and heard them with my own eyes. Those alien fleets with sophisticated equipment, mysterious but flexible warp navigation capabilities and sufficient numbers - they also have the power of foreboding."
"I admire your courage, Sirion, you are worthy of the name I called you." The Primarch smiled, showing his teeth. Those shark-like teeth that were now brushed white and shiny looked bright in the dim light. Dark and hungry.
"You are questioning my power - questioning the words and orders of your original body, your father? Huh?"
Invisible pressure came from the man who was leaning on the soft couch. The primarch spread outward, and the slaves murmured prayers in Nostramo and knelt before their returned master.
(*a grunt of satisfaction) That’s it, that’s it, you are too weak and too gentle for everyone! Make them fear you! Fear is my armor and my weapon! The power of justice is born from fear! )
Celion of the First Talon knelt down with difficulty in his Terminator armor, and took off his battle armor helmet, trying to expose his fragile throat to his master, while performing the ancient etiquette of the Legion, It means "to give one's heart to the other person".
"My Lord. I'm just... too curious. The desire of curiosity tortures me, whips me, and drives me to come to you."
(*Oh, he actually has some wrong desires. Yes, I originally thought that the last attack of the Cursed Echo had drained all the unpleasant things from my offspring, but this one is obviously very cunning and hidden deeper, allowing him to unknowingly pursue the genetic father. The pleasure of slowly killing and tearing with hands, well, it's boring and primitive, but...)
"...but it does fit in with my impression of a certain existence."
(*(There are hisses, gasps, screams and the sound of something crackling and rolling in the background)
"...Where are you fighting with? Hello? Hello? Forget it." Mizan turned his gaze to Sirion, whose eyes were beginning to become dull and hollow. The purple shadow in the depths of his black pupils was quickly being eroded, "Oh, although it seems that there is no need to explain it now, I still want to say: because Kang Radkoz saw more, that's all."
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When the twenty-four void ships from the Ark of Uthwe docked gracefully in the high orbit outside Tessaguarsa, the cursed echo that was ordered to hide in advance Both the No. 1 and the Crowned No. 1 found that the other party seemed to be just waiting - or in other words, very sure and very purposeful. "No sign of a large number of landing ships or sensor scanning signals was detected. The only landing signals were flashed on the ground - they all went to the location mentioned by His Highness."
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“Maybe not many of these aliens fell to the ground, and they can completely handle it.”
“I don’t know, but... I have a feeling that there is something in the nearby subspace. Here comes Septimus”
"What?"
When asked, Octavia frowned her eyebrows tightly, almost feeling painful. At the same time, the navigator on the Coronation and the Astropaths also suffered There was tremendous pressure.
"I...I don't know, Septimus, but that thing is different from other dark things...it is, it has a shape that can be described...oh my God Ah, the throne is up!"
She screamed and tried to cover her third eye, the Cursed Echo roared in the waves of the warp and circled its tail to protect her, baring its sharp teeth at the evil visitor. .
“It’s a flame, it’s a giant, it’s a huge bird with its whole body burning with flames!”
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“I see what we are going to deal with, brothers.” At the same moment, under lightning and thunder, Lufrix and his blood-eyed brothers Gripping her sharp claws deeply into the remaining city wall, as the only scout on the ground, she witnessed the entry of the aliens and the arrival of "her".
The Ada alien did not land here from the sky.
Their weird and slender figures wearing slender helmets appeared directly behind every shadow and every wall of this ruin, quietly forming dozens of destruction teams and squads under the gaze of the raptors. The kill team descends deep into the catacombs.
"A boat made of ghosts, bones and memories, the souls of dead aliens in the container, driving them."
"Usvi," Volosa hissed, one in the bloody eyes. "So that's why there are so many ships but not so many people, they don't have that many alive."
"Act as planned." Commander Blood Eye warned his brothers, and they captured a The unique sound of engine operation - Ada's alien flying eagle warriors began to appear on the tower ruins two hundred meters away.
Before starting to engage in the battle according to the "good tips" given to them by the original body, Lou Frix glanced at the timer: the first step of the planned time above has been triggered on time and is counting down.
"Weeping Blood Eyes." He showed a heartfelt smile for the first time under the helmet in so many years, "Soar. The hunting has begun."
As for the ending of "her" ……
It's a pity that I couldn't see it with my own eyes. I will definitely ask Talos for a wonderful battle video, which will cover the time when the original body died thousands of years ago.
Commander Blood Eye thought happily.
(End of this chapter)