Chapter 402 The gold content of the legend is still increasing
Wandering Port, the famous cold trade and black market trade transaction center in the Calixis sector, prepares to go to the Kronos expansion area and the abyssal zone explorers The reputation of the last supply point and the last stable Imperial Navy forward base before the "Big Mouth" has now been added with the title of "Holy Land".
Although observers from various powers are very uneasy and puzzled, empires that usually carry out large-scale crackdowns or even openly burn heretical activities such as spontaneous worship activities that have not been verified and approved by them Both the Ecclesiarchy and the Inquisition, which often pay close attention to such events, have maintained an extremely suspicious silence.
It is said that Terra and Saturn may temporarily mean that "it is not necessary to make the matter known to everyone out of consideration for the stability of public order, the effective reduction of rumors, and the personal safety of the people of the empire."
Those "general restaurant operators" who looked like monks Astartes without power armor were also registered in Carlo as "service personnel of the ancient confidentiality contract" after investigation. Under the name of the Xini Dynasty, people who go further back to this previously unknown dynasty will be surprised to find that this dynasty not only has a trading license issued by the throne personally, but its lineage has not been cut off for 10,000 years. , even well-organized and well-documented.
In addition to the fact that their family seems to like to venture to the distant frontiers of the Milky Way to make a fortune, it will eventually require a lot of time, energy, manpower and money to truthfully verify the footprints of each generation of family heads.
The joint discussion meetings of the Navy, the Ministry of Justice and the Chamber of Commerce that were originally held frequently in the central fortress have quietly turned into meetings that are only held once in a long time and "there are no special circumstances today." At the conclusion, the meeting quickly adjourned.
In fact, there were more than once - many times when pilgrims, explorers, or other missionaries who were unaware or did not know what a living miracle they were about to witness appeared before their eyes. When visitors to the Wandering Port see the extraordinary creations clustered together in the Court of the Dead Square in the center of Phnom Penh's long, tall, multi-story trade corridor - Phnom Penh - they usually experience strong emotions surrounding them. There was some commotion.
But generally speaking, the degree and scope of this kind of riot is pretty good, and it can be suppressed in a short time.
Worse and longer-lasting riots are generally smaller in scale, but the movement can be large.
For example, when an angry Anglican priest proclaimed that there could never be a "black angel of the God-Emperor" here, sitting in a port shop filled with blasphemy, speculation and adventurers, turning a blind eye to the evil here, just praying and Allowing any creature willing to walk into the store to shop - such as the giggly alien who amused himself by telling him this - to caress and touch their sacred war armor and pure weapons, and take a charter flight just for that purpose It’s time to get ready to bust this lie and preach a generous sermon along the way.
The poor priest was taken to the Court of the Dead and saw with his own eyes a pair of mercenaries who were obviously from the Dark Eldar Tribe, maybe brothers and sisters, handing over a full bag to the clerk at the door. Throne Coin, and then walked in with great swagger to "taste" the three noble and resolute Emperor Champions who were praying devoutly in the center of the store. About 20 standard Terra Points. In the end, two of them couldn't help but draw their swords. And when the pastor was about to faint from anger.
This pair of damn pointed-eared aliens was finally dragged away by an Astartes monk who came from the opposite side after hearing the news and punched each other with divine sanctions.
That’s not to say that the two dark spirits didn’t resist, but the moment the monk appeared, the two aliens let out an extremely terrifying scream, and then threw them at him. All the weapons that could be thrown out immediately split up and fled - of course, this attempt failed after 10 seconds.
Because - this "Emperor's Angel of Death" is really like the angels in the pictures, able to fly.
The lucky ones who witnessed the whole process here that day swore that they saw invisible wings growing out of the angel's back and catching up with the escaping aliens. Those two hateful pointed-eared aliens were not his enemies at all. .
As for the true identity of this mysterious, helmeted Astartes, no one has known it so far. It stands to reason that the color of the power armor and the painting of the shoulder armor can be easily revealed to those with relevant knowledge. Distinguishing them in the eyes - after all, this is one of the purposes of using armor paint, but his paint is at least recognizable to no one in the nearby star sector, but those symbols seem to be very consistent with the habits of the Adeptus Astartes. .
Everyone only knew that he had never taken off his helmet in front of anyone, nor said anything that could be caught by mortal ears.
But those very suspicious tall warriors in the "Holy Communion" place (or, "Delicious and Nutritious" restaurant) and the "Holy Pius Torch" (or, in other words, the Royal Store of Silver Mask Levitation Equipment The Emperor's Champions (light pollution neon billboards) seemed to admire him very much, especially the latter, who suddenly erupted in golden laurels during the first few appearances of the Septon Astartes. The fanaticism and eagerness to stick to it amazed the people in the square at that time. Of course, the old people passing by Istvan III who were watching the show in the restaurant on the other side also had their own comments on this.
For example, a comment from a Moon Wolf with sea-green eyes and wearing a training uniform of the same color with silver trim was, "It feels like a group of lost cubs finally saw their father coming home from hunting and shook their shorts desperately." "Tail" and "I still want to say, can't the cheating point-to-point teleportation function used by our dear 'Whiterace' cousin every time be popularized in our power armor?"
Then Togaton, who was speaking without holding his chin firmly, was hit on the head by Loken's explosive chest.
"Show some respect to these Sons of Dorne, Torgadun! Haven't you read the heroic and fearless deeds of each generation?! Respect!"
"Reading means reading. , I admit that they have fulfilled their mission so faithfully, but there is something in it that makes me shudder." Moon Wolf's sea-green eyes turned to his flaxen-blond short-haired companion, "Do you want to say that you don't have it? Keen, Gavel”
“…”
"Okay, okay, I admit, their deeds are too heavy, which makes me always want to talk about it in a relaxed tone, so as to get rid of the haze. So I still want to think about how to get the other functions of his armor. Well."
"That may be a bit difficult." Loken sighed. "Actually, the master at the armory sent me an inquiry letter and asked me if I would be willing to participate in the test of the new model."
"What? Just participate in the test of the Ohm Messiah believers. It’s worth it if you can get this equipment.”
“According to Master Decima’s description, the organic components in this equipment may be less than that of a Dreadnaught.”
Togaton shuddered, with an incredible look in his eyes.
"That is to say...but he looks...this flexibility and feeling..."
"So don't ask too much. During your vacation, you should go to the simulation training ground and the fighting pit of the Desert Ark more often. , Tariq. "
They were talking in the restaurant and did not notice a passing girl looking at them curiously and blinking in surprise and admiration.
(End of this chapter)