Chapter 178 The Raven Lord and the Human Spirit
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Seven hours after the Chiaval landing battle.
“The war lasted for seven hours.”
“I can’t imagine that after the return of the 40,000 people who fought alongside the First Legion, it took us seven hours to attack a planet. hours.”
"Well done."
Kir, Lord Commander of the World Eaters Legion, walks through the streets of Kyaval's capital city.
The centurions followed the legion commander and listened silently to the reprimand.
The centurions had no problem with Kiel's sarcasm, at least not expressed.
According to the discipline of the legion, if you rebut when being reprimanded, you will be whipped by the flag-bearer - and the centurion will also do the same.
"If it were the Twelve Legions of the past, this world would have belonged to the Emperor six hours ago. As for the people in this world... they would have returned to dust."
A rebuttal sounded from behind Kil.
The legion commander suddenly stopped and turned to look at the person who retorted.
Thunder Warrior Hal.
He is not a centurion, but as an important combatant, he will also participate in legion affairs that only centurion-level personnel can participate in.
"The rebels of Primarch No. 19 have also joined the battle. They are more of a hindrance than the Nucerians, but when they get into trouble we have to help."
"Your order! Legion Commander "My lord."
"Now you ask where we wasted seven hours?"
Hal continued.
Kiel frowned.
Hal is not a thorn. Even though he is different from all the battle brothers, even though he is stronger and more agile, he is by no means a thorn.
But since Hal returned from the First Legion, he has become a different person, refuting the father of genes and the commander of the legion.
"We all have to carry out the will of the Primarch, because we are weapons." Kiel said.
"But we are not only the war dogs of Angron, but also the war dogs of the Emperor." Hal said.
Kiel stared at Hal.
After a moment, the eyes fixed on Hal moved to a flag officer.
The flag-bearer stepped forward and held down Hal's arms.
"We are the World Eaters." Kiel pointed to the symbol on the shoulder armor.
Hal only needed to shake his arm to throw the flag-bearer away, but he did not resist and accepted the upcoming whipping honestly.
Kiel took the others and moved on.
A group of people came to the square in the capital.
Angron and Corax are here, opposite the two original bodies, are the core figures of the guild, who were Chiaval's previous masters.
The rebel brass stood behind Corax.
Kiel walked over and stood behind Angron.
Angron turned to look at Kil, thinking that in order to avoid scaring the people here, he didn’t bring any gladiators over, so why did you come here.
Then Angron sensed what Kiel was thinking: he wanted to show these guild members some power.
As Kil expected, when these superhuman warriors who directly attacked fortresses and military camps appeared during the seven-hour war, all the guild members looked at the superhuman warriors in fear.
The focus of these people has also shifted from Corax and the top brass of the resistance to the superhuman warriors.
"As we discussed before, we surrender. As long as we are still alive, we are willing to serve you and your brothers."
A face with sharp angles and eyes like eagles The sharp old man saluted Angron and said.
Angron was silent and didn't react at all.
The old man saluted Corax again and repeated what he said.
Corax looked at Angron, then at the senior rebels behind him, and nodded: "That would be the best. I can keep your lives, but your property and power will be lost. Be deprived, but before that you have to accept one thing, that is, we will monitor you from now on."
"But there is a prerequisite."
Corax emphasized.
"But there is a premise. The premise is that you really surrender, otherwise you will know your fate."
Hearing this, the core members of the guild in front of them all knelt down, kneeling down respectfully, not dissatisfied at all. None of them knelt down.
"I am not someone like you." Corax said, "I don't need people to kneel to me."
Everyone in front of them stood up immediately, with extremely smooth and smooth movements.
Corax waved his hand, indicating that everyone could leave.
The resistance soldiers immediately escorted everyone to the place where they were detained.
"Thank you." Corax turned to face Angron.
Angron was deep in thought before facing Corax for a few seconds.
The latter immediately realized what his unique brother might have sensed.
“Two hundred and twenty-one people in total.”
Angron said what he had just perceived.
"Seventy of them were completely compliant. They were not the core figures among the core figures. They were afraid of the resistance and my army, so they felt that saving their lives was the best result. Of course, In their opinion, if others can do something good, they won't mind changing their minds."
"The rest are all plotting destruction. Some want to assassinate you, and some want to kill me. After the legions left, there were those who attacked the rebels, and some even wanted to kill them all with nuclear bombs, such as the old guy named Serrado. "
"Brother, this is why I said you were in trouble here before. It’s more trouble than I had on Nuceria.”
“At least the high knights will only beg for mercy and surrender before they die. At least the high knights and guards on Nuceria are slaves, but here you are. No. ”
Angron told everything he had sensed. Corax was deeply shocked after hearing this.
Some of the satellite miners are experts in psychology. They teach Corax psychology and equip Corax with interrogation abilities.
As the Primarch, Corax could observe more, and he could even hear the heartbeat of mortals.
But in the meeting just now, the core figures of the guild had no red faces, no heartbeats, no suspicious reactions, expressions, or eyes.
That's what the so-called human essence is.
Recalling what Angron said about the future of this planet and satellite... Corax even felt that even if he established an effective rule and the Emperor did not interfere here, as long as he would leave one day, then these The human spirit will jump out and change everything back to the way it was before.
"Have you ever been in a situation like this? Pretending to surrender and then sabotaging it secretly?" Corax asked.
"Of course. But it was not the high knights who did this, but some slaves who were rescued by the city-devourers." Angron replied, "They hate us extremely, but they dare not fight us or be like us They wanted to point the finger at others and create panic through the death of former slaves who had just become freedmen like them."
When talking about this, Angron still had an expression on his face. Complex, even though he already knew why those people thought that way.
"Then I took them out and fed them to the worms." Angron continued, "But... thinking about it now, as the original body, I always had a way to deal with them, and finally made them convinced and changed their ways. .”
After hearing this, Corax felt that it was impossible for him to play strategy games with those guild members.
Because Angron said that the Emperor would come soon, and then he would have to be dragged out to fight the Great Crusade.
"It would definitely not be appropriate to kill them all directly." Efreenya whispered, "Whether it is on Nuceria or here..."
"Indeed It's not appropriate." Angron looked at the woman whom his brothers regarded as his sister, "But I would still make the same choice if I had to do it again, but the method would be better."
Everyone pondered.
"What about judging them?" someone said.
"Maybe this is better." Angron nodded, "As long as you can ensure that these people are under absolute surveillance and do not give them any chance to contact the outside world."
Kolak Si already has an idea in mind.
The Raven Lord first looked at Efreenia.
Avrenia had just questioned Angron, but it was not entirely a question. She was not a kind-hearted person who would sympathize with the guild's higher-ups. She just wanted to say that it was not appropriate to kill them all.
After all, there is no legend of the gods here, and most people will not believe that the gods will bring better things because of the legends.
Some people still need to be judged.
As for those who Angron said even want to die together...
"Some people in the guild will know what the Lord of Ravens is." Corax's face was gloomy, " Let’s start with Serradu, who is preparing to die with us.”
Avrenia nodded.
……
Late night.
Selado leaves from the prison gate.
A floating car was waiting outside the prison gate.
The driver opened the door, put on Serrado's coat, handed the cigar, cut off the end of the cigar and lit it. A series of services were in place.
“Idiot.” Cerrado cursed as he looked at the prison, turned around and entered the floating vehicle.
The driver also got in and drove the float car to take off.
Serrado looked down at the city from the car window.
Resistance soldiers and newly recruited militiamen maintained order. Three or two superhuman soldiers stood on the street motionless like statues, but they would quickly respond after receiving reports from mortal soldiers about where enemies appeared. Take action.
Cerrado watched with his own eyes as three superhuman warriors rushed to a neighborhood occupied by gangs and then quickly cleared an entire neighborhood as rebel soldiers confronting the gangs looked on.
"Our enemies are very powerful, but they are not smart enough to let go of a poisonous snake that might bite them to death."
Selado suddenly sighed.
Illuminated by the warm interior lights, the man who once almost stood at the top of Chiaval looked down upon everything, including those superhuman warriors.
“We will take back everything that belongs to the guild.” The driver said.
"No, we can't take it back." Cerrado looked at the driver's back, "The people I once served ridiculously thought that we would take everything back, but this is absolutely impossible. All we can do now is do something before we die. What. Eighty percent of the people in the guild are so hated by the rebels that they want to eat them alive. We can't even hope to survive."
The driver nodded in agreement.
Selado leaned back, crossed his legs, put down his cigar, and white smoke slowly flowed out of his nose.
"Are the nuclear bombs ready?" he asked.
"Only waiting for your authorization." The driver turned around and took out a data pad.
Cerrado took the dataslate and pressed his finger to the screen.
The dataslate began scanning his fingerprint, then projected a beam that scanned his iris.
Chiavar's masters do not wear implants, as this distinguishes them from the bastards who have been transformed into three-headed, six-armed beings.
Although this persistence occasionally brings some trouble and cumbersomeness.
【Welcome. 】
The data pad unlocks, revealing the image of a raven.
The driver turned around and stuffed the muzzle of the gun into Serrado's mouth: "The Lord of Ravens greets you."
With a muffled sound, Serrado fell on the seat. .
The driver passed his hand across her face, and the disguise disappeared, revealing her true face - a smooth silver plane with no facial features.
The float car gradually moved away. When passing through the downtown area, the driver opened the door and threw Serrado's body out.
This assassination was just like the previous assassinations of the overseers and guild mining employees on the Lycaeus moon. It was not for doing something secretly, but for punishment and revenge.
Assassinations like this are happening all over the planet.
Those who tried to secretly contact their masters in prison had their heads shot in the street.
Those armed personnel who had stayed in the secret place as backup means before the war, and the technicians who controlled the drones, were killed by the tall figures emerging from the shadows.
(End of this chapter)