Chapter 426: If you start to hesitate after picking up a cub, you will be defeated (2-in-1 4K3)
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As two pairs of silver eyes and a pair of purple eyes looked at each other, One second.
All the Iron Hands present also used various sensors and prosthetic eyes to clearly see the appearance of this giant wearing simple purple-painted armor.
The crude straps and wires that could only protect the vital parts were primitive armor pieces that were also simply hammered out of scrap iron. Underneath was a huge rough overalls, just like ordinary The kind that a workshop worker would wear. On his head was an equally crude helmet that had been hastily knocked out with a hammer or something, only revealing the pair of helmets underneath that could not be concealed in such a dim environment. , lavender eyes.
+! ! ! ! +
What stopped them from firing with all their strength and rushing to attack was the Saint of Ferus who had just rushed in to stop this being from decapitating Malkan.
But their genetic father also froze his movements at this moment.
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There is no doubt that although this existence is huge, it has only just grown.
The skin he exposed outside his work clothes is white and smooth, and his muscles and bones are well-proportioned and perfect. There are no traces of any battle, nor have they been eroded and kissed by too many airs in different worlds.
His coordinated movements were flawless. There are not many traces of holding a weapon on his palms, and there are no lingering cries of the dead or the smoke and musk of the inanimate people that are disgusting and trying to make people intoxicated.
Also his physique and posture.
He stood there, so huge, so elegant, almost as tall as the silver Ferus Manus, but seemed more slender.
Anyone who comes to see it will immediately think:
These two equally huge and perfect beings come from the same source and cannot be completely unrelated.
Invisible, violent, and indescribable emotional shockwaves centered on the silver body of Ferrus Manus, slamming into all surrounding creatures, including loyalists, Chaos traitors, and Gland Hound mutants them. The most primitive and weak tank dwellers even immediately began to kneel down and worship the "two people" in the center in their own language.
At the center of this impact, the souls of the two original bodies who had been inseparable for a long time had never been so clearly aware of what, who, and who else existed in this universe. What once existed and what has become.
Garuda screamed hoarsely and shrilly.
His cry woke up the fearless Phoenix who was also stunned for a moment.
"Who are you?" Fulgrim Ishtar felt his metal throat - how could it seem so dry? His dexterous lips and tongue seemed extremely heavy at this moment, and his mind seemed to be unable to function for an instant and did not belong. himself.
It is one thing to know that there is another self in this universe, but it is another thing to see and come into contact with the other self up close with your own eyes.
Especially when you know that this "you" should have betrayed everything you loved, completely degenerated, deformed, twisted and indulgent to the point of——
——No!
He looked at the young man in front of him carefully again.
At least in this scan neither he nor Ferus found any trace of warp corruption.
What is this? A miracle? A conspiracy? Or is it a sweet bait in a new script being put in front of them?
"Who are you?" he asked again.
"Can you let me go first?" the person on the other side replied warily, "and my dear cousins and wayward children. Don't let your men target them."< br>
"If you can control them not to attack my... descendants." Fearless Phoenix was the first of the three to calm down. After all, the long period of torture in Commorragh and the airborne invasion The experience of personally inserting a sword into the spine of the Great Betrayer Guilliman in front of the throne in the Royal Palace always makes a person's spirit tougher and easier to calm down quickly.
He quickly sent a warning signal to the surrounding steel hands, slightly let go of the hand holding his opponent, put away the saber at the same time, raised his free hand and made a gesture around him so that everyone could See the sign.
The young man nodded and made a few gestures to the followers around him. Although the few gland hounds and mutants were reluctant or even eager to try, miraculously, they all stopped. He suppressed his obvious aggressive behavior. Then he put the weapon in his hand aside and used a very iconic method that made one of the two silver giants feel very familiar, while the other felt a sense of confusion, just like they had once. I have seen or personally inserted sabers or sword blades into the decks of conquered ships or the soil of surrendered worlds.
He took off his helmet.
Unsurprisingly, the long silver hair flowing down to her shoulders and the brighter and twinkling lavender eyes underneath.
"I am Fulgrim." The young creature proudly told them in a voice as loud as thunder and as clear as a mountain spring. "I am the Phoenix, rising again from the old flames of my former failure. I am the new revelation, coming to lift the shadow of ignorance that has clouded the hearts of my brothers, sisters and descendants. I am the one who will rebuild the Legion, and I will elevate the galaxy."
< br>At that moment, Ferrus Manus felt Fulgrim Ishtar's hand tighten.
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In that second, a storm of emotions and thinking data set off in the souls and minds of the Iron Hands. .
They all chose to separate their brain cortex and thinking circuit into two areas for processing.
+Proposal: Shall we jointly address our father? As the sons of Gorgon, we should remonstrate with my father and cut him off as soon as possible. We must not let the past happen again. Nor should the iron will of the warriors be shaken by Ferus's weak performance. +
+Agree. +
+Agree. +
+Agree. +
+Disagree. +
+Brother. Tell us your reasons for objecting to our legitimate advances. +
+ Ferrus Manus will be displeased. +
+So what if you are unhappy. Since the Primarch first descended upon Medusa, the teaching we have received from him has always been to submit to the will of the strongest, to free ourselves both internally and externally from the weakness of flesh and blood. It was his own momentary weakness that led to such an unacceptable result thousands of years ago. That being the case, the clan's voice for what is right must be heard by the Primarch. +
+Really? This was not your attitude towards the envoys of Mars before. +
+My loyalty is unquestionable. +
+I have no doubts about your loyalty to the clan, brother. +
+The Gene Father did not mention it verbally during the last review. In fact, you all still remember the result of his inner dissatisfaction with the content of our clan’s current arrangements for recruits. We were as helpless as young children being targeted by the mechanical zombies and silicon-based ghosts of the Shadowlands. This incident has just passed six thousand eight hundred and seventy-two standard Terra points. Brothers. +
+……+
+……+
+……+
+How? Do you still want to deny that compared to his bewildering fearlessness and current silver face, or that the identity he used at first as Sobek Wilander is different from the increasingly undisguised "Ferrus Mar"? Nusi’s face and identity. Brothers of Steel, is it possible that even now, you still want to deny the throbbing that comes from your own genetic code and even from the depths of your soul? +
+……+
+Thrilling. really. Do you really think that's Ferrus Manus. +
+The lessons learned from the Highland Years Rebellion have only just passed over five hundred years ago. +
+No matter what it is, he not only controls our emotional fluctuations, but also has the right of access to all the treasure houses and cellar doors of Medusa. He also remembers the Mimir he led us to. Treasure house? His identity verification was immediately passed by the ancient machine spirit. So, he is now the great Iron Hand, Brother Ravus. +
+……+
+Don’t doubt it, brother! Ferrus Manus is back! He still walks among us as he did thousands of years ago, and the ancient spirits within each of us, embedded in relic implants that date back to the Great Heresy, are unmistakable. How great! Holy! The intense fury with which Sadinus slew the fallen Sons of the Phoenix was entirely unlike the Warp signature of the Unborn. I will vouch for this by my hitherto service and the chain of the Forge. +
+It’s not that I don’t believe you, Traci. But I've noticed that the operation of your new mechanical body seems to bring you a richer range of emotions. +
+More emotions. Yes, Ravus, there is also greater power and greater control, and greater understanding. I am now more and more proud of being the son of Medusa and Gorgon, and I also eagerly hope that the war group can grow and complete its transformation as soon as possible under the leadership of my genetic father. +
+The ancient spirits can only convey to us the feeling of thoughts but cannot speak. +
+It must be stated: The thoughts conveyed by these feelings have been too strong in many recent moments. I had to have a specially crafted emotional partition module inserted into my cerebral cortex to buffer them. Otherwise they will cause a huge interference burden on my thinking circuits. +
+ Agree. +
+It must be the obsession of the elders from the past who reside in these sacred relics. +
+Then resolution: put aside immediate suggestions or further actions at this time, and continue to maintain continuous observation. +
+Agree. +
+ Agree. +
+Agree. +
+Agree. And speaking of the past elders, did any of you inform ‘that ship’? +
+No. Wait a moment. +
+Who informed. This should not be communicated. +
+Oops. +
+But if it starts to enter the Medusa defense circle, or signals us to approach, we can't destroy it. Also, we must find a way to tell it to avoid the monitoring station and experimental world of the Wanji God Sect. But recently, Mars' allies have begun to express dissatisfaction and spying on our independent actions. ah. Ferus's hand. +
+Your thinking signal shows that your cerebral cortex activity and blood perfusion exceed the values, brother. Let go of your mental barriers and let me temporarily relax for you. +
+Passed. Already open. Now I feel less pressure in my skull. Thanks, Brother Trazzi, it seems that after surviving the disaster, your psychic skills have made great progress. +
+This is the insight given to me by my new life and new body. Its psychic resistance, storage and mobility are indeed better. +
+Don't tell me what the biological father would do if he saw it and what it contained. Even some of us can’t stand ‘those’. +
+However, the fearless body of Sobek Wilander that my father first used woke up deep in Medusa's 'cellar'. He should have seen part of the knowledge that he did not allow us to bring into the world, but he has not pursued our intentions so far. Perhaps Ferrus Manus has tacitly forgiven us, and perhaps we need not be so afraid of keeping the matter secret. +
+If there is any explanation for why we need not be so afraid of Gorgon's wrath, it must be that neither you nor I are deeply involved in the matter. And my future calculus predictions for this are not very optimistic. +
+What’s next. +
+Let’s see how the genetic father handles it. +
+My calculation data tells me that the genetic father hesitated at that moment. He stopped him but did not kill him. We're going to have big, unexpected troubles next. +
+On a rare occasion, I can only hope that your calculations are not so accurate this time, brother. +
+I hope so. +
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After the necessary parts of it were contained, the Vesalius was pushed ruthlessly into the center of the star .
Now, everyone is in the Rakuan clan hall.
Rakuan Clan Hall has been a mobile super fortress built for war from the beginning.
War.
It may be with aliens, or it may be with demons. The war with heretics will always exist, but for a planet like Medusa whose geological surface is too active and rarely has eternal terrain, In the desolate post-technological world filled with clans and groups that are full of survival competition and hostility to each other, the biggest war is the struggle against the death threat here that has always wanted to take away human lives.
So every clan hall actually has functions and spaces that allow a child to complete everything from birth to death.
Of course, it may be a problem for the child to be a little too big, but now that Ferrus Manus has returned, the ancient and mysterious functions of the Clan Hall have been restored a lot.
So a huge living quarters room suitable for the Primarch was quickly prepared, and the supreme prey caught by the Iron Hands in this unexpected hunt across time and space was also imprisoned in it.
“What should we do now?” Fulgrim Ishtar murmured to Gia when all the Gorgon heirs in the room were temporarily dismissed and only the two of them were left. Lou Luo said.
Garuda Ferrus Manus calmly replied, "If we had killed him when we rushed in, we would not have the troubles we have now."
"But stop It was you who strangled him in time after listening to his self-introduction, Mr. Jiujiu! You don’t have to come to me to establish your character after the incident, okay? But I regret not choosing not at that time. Listen to his words and kill him with a saber first - but now, he and the other... so-called prisoners have been taken back to our ship. This may be very strange to me, but I always think so. I feel that killing him may not be the best solution now.”
"..."
"You should express your opinion. As the biggest and most direct victim. Although this is my calm view now, if you plan to execute them immediately to complete your revenge, I will completely It’s understandable, and I fully support you, and I won’t stop you or feel resentful about it.”
“…Just observe it first.”
“Okay, but don’t talk about me. I never warned you, Mr. Jiujiu of Iron Wings! If you hesitate, you will probably lose.”
(End of this chapter)