Chapter 386 Lucius Tarzan
"The key point is of course the true identity of this 'Whiterace' brother and whether he can be with me... Huh? - Huh?!"
The champion swordsman jumped up from a hard blow on his back and turned around to curse.
"Who came here to seek death - Ah!!! Thor! Stop fighting! I don't have armor!"
"I'm going to hit you!!!"
"Why did you hit me?! Is this your attitude towards your brother who just came back to life?!"
"Why do you say?! Brother?! Even if you want to be the son of His Highness Angron, look at it See if you are worthy! A veteran! You are lost in the port! The third army has been humiliated! ! ”
The former commander of the 10th Company of the Third Legion screamed and raised the weapon in his hand, and everyone found that it was the power sword he had sheathed, but it was now shining. The bright red luster, the dense blood on it even spread to Tavitz's power armor.
"I said, is it really normal for him to be like this? It doesn't look right." Tarik Torgadun immediately expressed his opinion on this, "We should really bring a priest brother with us today Come! You actually forgot that this is the galaxy where monsters and demons are everywhere after ten thousand years!"
Loken glanced helplessly at his big-mouthed brother, but Tarik was right, since they were There are currently no powerful psykers in the world, so it would be an appropriate choice to bring a priest brother to fight together to prepare for possible subspace attacks. In the past, due to the orders of the Nikaea Council, they had gradually lost this habit. , must remember in the future...
You mean think tank brothers? In today's iron... on the Destiny Steel, think tank brothers are more rare than priest brothers... no, there are none except for the Iron Heart Monastery next door! It's not necessarily possible to invite the regent to serve as their assistant psyker! Besides, the former regent seems to be very busy recently, and he can be regarded as a dragon that has never seen its end.
"It's okay." The one who spoke was the monk "Whiteres" who was still standing there. "I have just received a new instruction, which authorizes me to monitor the development of this matter and prevent it from getting out of hand." Knock out Sol Tarvitz, so don't worry."
His voice, although it has the harmony of mechanical creation, is rich and sweet, like an elegant antique chiming clock, in which. It deeply contains the strange power that convinces other warriors, "Don't worry, this is just some normal... bill collection scenes."
"Sorry, respected...Brother Whiterace, you just said "What to collect?" Torgadon asked in a friendly nostalgic tone, because their dormitory was adjacent to the current "Silver Skull" monks' dormitory, and those who were the brothers of the Sons of Dorn were in front of the training room and canteen trench. During the battles, he often told them about people and things that had happened over the past ten thousand years.
But this Zamyrax-Sanglong improved mecha with the pseudonym "Whitereath" and the appearance of Astartes power armor just shook his head at him.
Just as they were talking, the chase over there had begun to enter a fierce stage.
"Stop!" Tarvitz howled, the unsheathed sword in his hand glowed with red light, and he viciously chased Lucius, who was surrounded by pink light spots, "Stop! Face!" To me! Leave your blood and skull behind!"
"Aren't you stupid if you really stop? "Lucius rushed up the wall with the agility of his pink and bright feet, and the wind was blowing under his armor. Then he turned back and kicked up and grabbed the lowest part of the hanging crystal chandelier closest to him. That brass branch.
The huge weight of Astartes caused the crystal chandelier, which was not originally designed to withstand this unbearable weight in life, to begin to make dangerous metal cracking sounds at the top link, but Lucius' Reacting faster, he twisted his body like a snake in mid-air, and used the swing force to flexibly throw himself towards the main crystal lamp in the center - that lamp looked obviously larger and much stronger - and there were also There are auxiliary iron bars for him to climb to the top of the lamp.
"Tavitz" who was chasing Lucius was furious under the crystal lamp.
"Come down!"
"Hey! Come up!" "Come down! Let us have an upright battle! Face your fate! You coward! Coward! Weak! Salisi!"
"Didn't you just want to beat me up? Wake up! Why did you mention that? What’s wrong with you?”
When the glowing Lucius reached out to touch his bolt gun, A warning buzzer with psychic power sounded at the door, like a referee blowing his yellow card.
"Sol Tarvitz" angrily took back the hand that took out the long-range weapon. Obviously, throwing the weapon in his hand as a long-range attack is not allowed. Moreover, this distance is almost equal to the distance for an agile swordsman. The sword was delivered to him.
Seeing this, Lucius stood on the top branch of the crystal chandelier and laughed wildly - and what happened next was very good for the people present and a certain powerful man who was overjoyed behind the curtain. It is a wonderful interpretation of what it means to be extremely happy and beget sadness.
Crystal lamp, I don’t know why, maybe it’s because the high-energy rays erupted from a distant star’s flare are a little stronger, or maybe it’s because a screw was slightly shallowed by a centimeter when it was originally installed.
In short, in the sudden collapse, the huge brass-plated crystal chandelier and the ceiling carved with expensive marble and coral gemstones hit the hall floor with the chandelier, suspended ceiling, brackets and the stunned Lucius. and the grinning "Tavitz" on the ground.
The battle brothers aboard the Merciless Flame were silently watching how the pink-assed Lucius was beaten to the sky by the furious Sol Tarvitz holding a very suspicious red light scabbard. When he entered the ground and ran around in the hall.
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In the meeting room in the back kitchen of the "delicious and nutritious" restaurant on the other side.
Perturabo BC took a deep breath as he looked at the projected image in front of him and the real-time charts where the curves and histograms on his data board next to the image began to mysteriously increase dramatically.
Calm down, Perturabo, you can't kill them all yet, because Lamizane's current overflow of abilities has not been sufficiently controlled, and it will be even worse if extraneous problems arise...
Look, haven’t you already given an order to Shitou’s most stubborn son to temporarily settle part of your debt? Now that part of the armory has been unlocked, you can now even drive him like a Death Slave Trooper! Think about it! Think of this wonderful thing! Think about what’s for dinner!
He glanced at it and saw that the gap between the K-curve and the S-curve had indeed narrowed.
This allowed Perturabo to calm down a little, that's it, as long as...
But at this moment, the T curve suddenly stretched to an astonishing height that should not be expected.
......
No, no, Perturabo, calm down, calm down, it is the most unreasonable and irrational idea to overturn the universe now and start over.
he told himself.
After all, if we reopen this time, we won’t have any extra “lives” to gamble on!
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! Go to (Olympia expletive)! ! ! ! Wait until I find the opportunity! ! ! I must put all of you troublemakers alive into the macro cannon and shoot them out! ! ! ! ! ! Definitely hit it hard! ! ! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)