Chapter 344 Save me!
Back in time, the Black Templars surrounded him and left the Betrayer due to the Primarch's rejection - at that time, they did not know that the noble Primarch of Iron Heart had fallen and joined the Betrayer. The procession - the room, the moment you get here.
The rage of grief gnawed at the priest's soul.
Geratos's heart was filled with regret and shame. How could he ignore the call of genes and the connection of blood, and behave so rebelliously against the reunited gene father? ! God Emperor! Has your favor left me at that moment? !
And Caleb's guilt is no less than that of the priest, except that he replaced his chain of oaths with chains of fanaticism - which means that he will always wear this suit for the rest of his life. The gauntlets and the weapons welded to them, until the end of his days, the weapons he wielded against the enemies of the God-Emperor would not leave his hands, nor cease his eternal crusade.
We must rescue the holy Dorne from the hateful kidnappers, lying liars and traitorous heretics. Even if we all stay here, we will be happy. No, we can even say that if we are for such a noble goal, we will die here. In the glorious ending, no satisfaction can exceed the guidance of the God-Emperor and the devotion under His gaze!
The father, whose father no one had been able to find any information about for thousands of years, met them face to face here. What else could it be but the pious rewards and tasks guided by the great God Emperor to his loyal followers?
If at this time there is a warrior who has received the vision of the God Emperor to lead them forward, then what if the other party is the rebellious original body? A charge against the rebels will prove the Black Templars' loyalty in the light of the Holy Emperor!
Previously, because the original body was determined not to leave with them, they had to stay here to accompany the original body that seemed not quite right. After some difficult and pious prayers and cautious, wordless conversations, , the Black Templars are now filled with pure anger of justice and revenge about what they found out about the disappearance of their genetic father - but also extreme worry and heartbreaking helplessness.
“My father Donne, the Holy One on Terra, why do you never speak to us from the beginning to the end, allowing us to happily listen to your voice after a long time? If you unfortunately lose your voice or There are no words, please tell us so that our hearts will mourn with you.”
Magna thought about this question ten million times in one millisecond, then compared the various facts and nodded - it is true that he was not equipped with a sound system and a loudspeaker, and the main body was sleeping and could not speak. .
The Black Templars convey repressed emotions to each other.
“Dorne, why do you insist on staying here instead of leaving with your loyal heirs, allowing us the honor of escorting you back to the mountain formation on Holy Terra? It has been eight thousand years, I dare not imagine you What a joyful scene we will have when we return there! ”
This. Magna thought about it, and the golden-armored giant fell silent under the fanatical gaze.
Finally he made a movement and shook his head.
"Are you planning to abandon us..." Lord Kaleb's calm voice became hoarse, and Geratos seemed eager to die immediately to apologize.
Magna shook his head crazily. Such innocent and childish actions of the god-like giant made them even more sad and angry in the eyes of the Black Templars - everyone noticed the childish stubbornness that was wrong with their souls. But this is indeed Dorne's brilliant golden armor. What they felt before was not the pressure caused by aliens and wizards. As long as they were close to their father, the feeling that would immediately make their heartbeats and breathing speed up. Now every believer claims that they It is felt that devotion to the God-Emperor prevents any Chaos from corrupting and deceiving an entire company of Black Templars at the same time.
This is Rogal Dorn, there is no doubt that, but it is obvious that something must have happened to him to become like this.
Thinking of the psyker wizard who brought them here, who was so powerful that even Geratos was afraid of him, the weird Contemptor Dreadnought, and the one who shouldn’t be here. The Primarch of - Wait, the twelfth Primarch Angron... His Highness...? Yes, yes, the great Iron Heart, the Conqueror of Nuceria, His Highness Angron, was lost in the subspace storm together with his flagship before?
"I must say, Caleb, in the name of the God-Emperor, there is definitely something smack of a Chaos conspiracy here." Geratos stroked his reliquary gloomily with a burnt hand. say.
"That's true, Geratos, but the Black Templars will never refuse any challenge. As long as the eyes of the God-Emperor are still watching us, nothing else is worthy of fear."
"Then, my father, I Heart, glorious Dorne. Why are you..." The new machine soul was actually beginning to feel impatient with the way these descendants spoke and the trouble they caused to him. He reached out and pulled off his helmet and visor. Trying to make them understand immediately why they can't leave——
The terrible truth revealed under the golden helmet once again made the Black Templars make dying sounds and become dizzy.
Under the golden visor is a death mask cast by ingenious craftsmanship - Rogal Dorn's resolute face is forever frozen by moonsilver and fine gold, mechanical circuits and electronics The muscles are exposed from the joint of his neck, and only a pair of white-blue eyes like ghost flames are pure and flawless, analyzing people's souls from the inside.
Then their father made a gesture like slitting his throat, erecting it from the throat, and separating the lower end to the left and right of the sternum - the meaning of this gesture made the Black Templars who understood it horrified and furious - and then pointed He made a gesture to separate his head from it, and pointed to his heart. With the same gesture, he opened his gauntlet to them - a substitute for the hand left in the secret room on the mountain formation. was opened.
There was indeed no blood or flesh in it. It was all composed of precise, rune-engraved circuits and complex pipes composed of electron beam muscles and biochemical liquids. Finally, with the exhaust sound of the vacuum lock, he stood in front of They opened their breastplates in front of them - the strange variety of organ parts, machinery and runes inside were perfectly combined into a beautiful and rigorous cage-like structure, showing that a huge body was carefully removed and stripped. The nerves and organs are finally embedded in the ingenious production of this mechanical body.
——You understand it so well, but you still can’t understand it! I'm not your father! I was made using the replicating cultured organ of the original body and technological machinery! Magna thought angrily, if the security protocol does not allow me to type directly on your helmets...
"Who is it?! My father?! Who is it?! Could it be that he is even a descendant of the God Emperor?" He did such a heinous thing! He actually colluded with the wizard to turn your holy body into a controlled machine..."
Geratos choked, unable to do so. The words wetware servitor were added to the Gene Father.
Caleb asked the word for him with difficulty.
"You...became...your brother's...wetware machine...? So you can't follow us...?"
Hey, look at this, it turns out to be true. That’s it. The main body is also a wetware and I made it from a wetware. I did not violate the Crimson Agreement!
Magna Dorn nodded with satisfaction.
Then he saw in horror that the group of people raised all their weapons in unison, began to kneel around him, and made the final pre-battle blessings to the machine souls of their weapons.
——Not you? ! teacher! Lamizane! Body! Save me!
Mr. Lamizane Carosini also looked at what was happening on deck seven with horror.
What to do, what to do...
When he started to look left and right, he suddenly thought of a possible method. The technique came from the famous prophet Conrad, who was unprecedented in this galaxy. ·Koz’s personal teaching.
(End of this chapter)