Chapter 2367 The Bone-Eating Wolf
Face Fulgrim's speech, Fabius did not speak, but stood quietly, seeming to be thinking or speculating.
Then the fallen primarch of the Third Legion continued to speak slowly:
"In this turbulent era, we must find pleasure in whatever circumstances arise."
The slender shadow of The nails made a crack in the air, and then an image of a person appeared, wearing a Terminator, holding a weird long weapon, and then split into a second image, wearing a simple armor and a phoenix-shaped helmet. Holding a flaming sword.
"See, how interesting it is. My brother who was destroyed by his ruthless father seems to have left a surprise for all of us. Originally, I was hoping to see how things would develop -"
said , the shadow's finger shook, turning into a sharp blade, the purple flame burned at the tip of the blade, and then cut off the two images.
“It’s a pity that he is too greedy. He is not satisfied with taking the treasure from the Lord of Decay. Even though he enjoys the love and pleasure, he is still not satisfied. I never realized that people can be so greedy. Desire, he also tried to snatch away his most cherished jewels, the souls of Ada, from the owner of desire."
The corners of Fabius' mouth suddenly curved.
“Why doesn’t the omnipotent God destroy him directly?”
"Ah, your sarcasm is meaningless, spider, because you have never understood the meaning of God. Satirizing a being you have never known is like punching the air. What did you hit?"
"Of course, my lord, I made a mistake, but since he is the master of desire, shouldn't it be easy to control a man full of desire? Or should he have a power that even the great god cannot interfere with? ? Or is the dying lord on the throne still afraid of the so-called gods? "
"Why should you speculate like this? It's not because he is so special that you came here in such a condescending manner. This, isn’t it?”
“Yes, my Lord, I am interested in this power. It may be the key to the new world.”
“Then we have reached a consensus. Spider, go and assist Eidolon. We need to teach the greedy thief a lesson and tell him that his desire must be fulfilled with the consent of the owner."
"Of course, my lord, but I still have a small request."
Before Fabius finished speaking, the shadow turned into a clown wearing a strange laughing mask.
"You are also greedy, spider."
"This is not greed, my lord, I just want her back, my daughter, my most perfect work, this is a request , more than once."
The clown shook his finger.
"Spider, you once rejected me, rejected my kindness three times, and rejected my gifts three times. You turned your back on me, the person who always protected you, but I still have hope. Do you know why?"
The clown's body leaned forward, stretched, stretched, and finally resembled a colorful snake, and the smiling mask seemed to have turned into a grinning snake head.
But Fabius only half-closed his eyes and remained silent.
Suddenly, the clown stretched out his hand, and there was a purple balloon tied with a string in his hand.
Then he handed the balloon to Fabius, but Fabius just looked at him and did not take it. Fulgrim simply hung it on the shelf behind him. "She once told me that regret is as much a part of desire as satisfaction."
After saying that, he stretched out his finger and popped the balloon, then disappeared laughing in a burst of purple smoke.
Fabius turned around and left. Although this meeting was not a pleasant one, he still showed no emotion, but his heart was full of mixed feelings. After a long period of silence, his mood It became pleasurable again, with anticipation and excitement that had not been there for a long time.
But now he is a little angry.
Meluxin, he will definitely take it back, it belongs to him.
And he also wanted to hold the secret of the so-called undead army in his hands.
As Fabius left the palace, he clenched his fists and ignored the charming screams of the Slaanesh banshees——
What he wants to do in the end, what he wants to accomplish, is to truly transcend the limits of creation, and completely get rid of this mediocre legion and the unknown original body. Fabius is determined to show his true astonishing wisdom.
But before all plans can be launched, he still has a lot of preliminary work to complete.
In a nameless world in the Milky Way, a battle has entered its most brutal stage. A huge battleship is suspended in orbit, trying to suppress the ground defenses with its powerful firepower. The planet A crack visible to the naked eye has been blasted out of the gray surface, but it is not rolling lava, but a disturbing green color.
Lightning continued to rise from the ground, hitting the armor of the giant ship, creating large craters.
As the metal debris crashed to the ground, a high plume of fine dust was raised.
This world is so desolate, not even a single bacterium can be found in the lifeless sand. The thin atmosphere makes the ground temperature enough to freeze a mortal's body in a few seconds.
In the gravel after the bombing, huge triangular black rocks are scattered out of the ground, looking like mountains.
The hunting wolves stretched their muscles, and the screams of collapse and tearing had disappeared. Among the huge piles of rubble scattered, some metal skeleton-like things were still making their final struggle. They had long lost their souls. , even lost consciousness, the only comfort is the pleasure of tearing flesh and blood, their hatred and pain for the living can only be relieved when they spread death.
Wearing gray iron armor and holding a long sword, Leman Russ, with his long hair flying in the air, walked out of the collapsed pyramid and walked along the winding corridor to the battlements of this alien catacombs.
At this time, a strong wind blew, carrying countless amounts of sand. He didn't know whether this was the dust stirred up by the violence of the bombing, or whether it was part of the world's reaction to their invasion, but no matter what, this The desolation and coldness reminded him of Fenris.
The wolves are well taken care of, and he is not needed yet. He has to do more important things for humans now.
The tall original body stood tall and walked into the dim green light. Twelve Wolf Guards wearing Terminators quickly followed his pace, their fists wrapped in hand armor clenched. Wearing heavy battle axes, their bodies are square and square. They are more like the weapons themselves than warriors. Every thought they have is as sharp and fierce as the weapons in their hands.
Standing on the battlements hundreds of meters deep underground, looking towards the cracks created by the battleship bombardment, a wide black ramp rose from the mottled ground faults, shrouded in layers of gray dust. , eroded by the years and riddled with pits and cracks, but still wide enough to accommodate ten Cruel Blades running in parallel.
(End of this chapter)