Chapter 191 If you don’t die, you will die
“Killed by a psychic kid?” Quadrant asked.
In the eyes of this monk, only psychic power can possibly kill a primarch.
“No.” Qin Xia checked with his psychic vision, “If there were a lot of psychic boys on this planet, I would have brought the soulless one down. Vulcan suffered a laceration. Moreover, the shape and depth of the wounds are inconsistent, indicating that he was besieged to death." Hearing this, Quadrant's head extended from the body, close to every wound on Vulcan's remaining upper body, and carefully observed and recorded it.
This is a good opportunity to study the Primarch.
Even if the instructor, Kyle Bohar, is here, I am afraid that he has no regard for dignity and has to lie on the ground and observe carefully.
"So he is dead, guys." Olina looked in disbelief, "A primarch is dead. Angron's skin was not even broken when he was set on fire in the Battle of Mach City. This one is so strong. The famous original body just died like this?"
Ouliya glanced at the door of the medical room and whispered: "And his descendants don't look close to him at all, they don't look like soldiers of the Twelve Legions. Being so close to Angron... they were not sad at all."
Qin Xia looked at Vulkan's body without saying a word.
Under the bright operating light, the wounds on Vulcan's body looked even more horrifying.
These barefoot doctors do nothing but observe the Primarch.
I don’t know what kind of weapons the green skins used, but the fortress trembled from time to time. Dust shook off the ceiling of the infirmary and fell into the original body’s wounds.
Anti-bacterial means are completely non-existent.
“It’s just like the cartoons watched by the sailors on the deck of the White Knight.” Qin Xia said expressionlessly, “Those who are immortal will always die.”
The words echoed through the room along with the tremors.
A piece of gravel fell from the ceiling and hit Vulcan on the head.
Vulkan suddenly woke up, quickly sat up with his arms supported on the ground, and accidentally broke Quadrant's stretched-out neck.
Quadrant's body fell to the ground and his head fell. Brown picked up the head and held it in his arms.
After Vulkan woke up, he looked around. He first looked at his body and found that only his upper body was left. Then he turned to look at the uninvited guests in front of him.
"The leader of the Twelve Legions, Angron, the leader, the leader of the White Knight Think Tank, Qin Xia."
"And a few weird minions of the leader."
Brown held the quadrant. He raised his head, glanced quickly at the team members including himself, and opened his mouth to make a brief introduction.
Vulgan gradually calmed down and glanced at everyone present, then looked at his scattered intestines, and finally fixed his eyes on Qin Xia's face.
Hearing the news of the arrival of reinforcements, the Fire Dragon Lord showed no joy at all. His eyes were full of alert: "Angron? The Twelve Legions have arrived as the Emperor said?"
"It's not here yet, but it's coming soon, one week. One solar week." Qin Xia nodded.
"How many people will the Twelve Legion slaughter?" Vulkan asked almost angrily, "Including friendly troops and civilians who are blocking the way, how many people will they slaughter?"
"The situation has changed. When Angron returned, the Twelve Legions were no longer the butcher legions." Qin Xia said, "They now follow the original body, implement the original body's will, and fight to save more people."< br>
Vulgan raised his right eyebrow and looked at Qin Xia silently.
This honest man was a bit stupid after all, and he half believed Qin Xia's frivolous words.
"Anyway, I'm here to help." Qin Xia added.
Vulkan thought about it, nodded, looked at the body of the Mechanicus monk who fell on the ground, and issued a dull apology: "I'm sorry...I...I wake up every time I am resurrected..."
"He doesn't blame you." Brown replied.
Vulkan looked at Brown.
Brown held up Quadrant's head: "His vocal device was damaged by you, and he asked me to help him say that you are not to blame."
"Bring the repair tools." Vulcan said to the doctor beside him.
Just when the doctor was about to get up to get the repair tools and Vulcan wanted to repair the quadrant with his intestines exposed first, Qin Xia raised his hand.
A beam of light was released from the ring on Qin Xia's middle finger and illuminated Quadrant's body.
Time in some areas is turned back.
Quadrant’s head flew up from Brown’s arms and landed upside down on the mechanical neck.
The fragments of the neck were also restored until the quadrant was completely intact.
This is one of the functions of Tarc's ring - to travel back in time in a small area.
"Lord of the Fire Dragon, your mental reaction just now was normal. I was too immersed in research and forgot to avoid it." Quadrant issued a cold voice like a machine prompt.
Vulgan looked at the quadrant and then at Qin Xia. Although he didn't say anything, Qin Xia could tell that Vulgan thought he had seen a group of weirdos.
"Sorry, but yes..." Vulkan made a gesture of invitation, signaling the team to go out first.
"Do you need me to help you get back to your original appearance?" Qin Xia raised her hand.
"Suffering is the iron felt that tempers a strong will." Vulkan said, putting his hand into the most horrific wound on his back and pulling out a sharp thorn.
Qin Xia led the others out of the infirmary and stood outside the door waiting quietly.
Until Vulcan walked out of the infirmary intact.
Even the original body didn't know when he put on a new set of armor and carried a new warhammer.
"A miracle of bioengineering." Brown looked at the original body that was alive and kicking again, turned to the quadrant and said.
Quadrant observed Vulcan. It is impossible for him to show corresponding facial expressions when he is thinking, but anyone who knows him even remotely knows what he is thinking.
Vulgan walked toward the outside of the underground headquarters without saying a word.
The fortress would tremble from time to time, and some dust would fall on people from above the corridor.
It seemed that it was not just the fortress that was shaken, but also people's hearts.
The mortal Auxiliary soldiers assisting the Space Marines on the fortress's defensive walls shivered back after each tremor.
In the eyes of mortals, this is proof that the fortress is about to fall.
Qin Xia and his party walked beside Vulgan and came to the ground together.
After another tremor, people finally knew what was causing the tremor.
Qin Xia saw a steel worm emerging from the ground, carrying gravel and running towards the nearest human being. The greenskins controlling the worms in the cockpit cheered and howled, but before they had time to kill as they imagined, they were destroyed by the concentrated fire of several poison blades parked in the open space in the fortress.
Qin Xia noticed that the ground under his feet was soft. It seemed that this was not the first time that the worm-like green-skinned war machine had come in.
“Some very powerful Ork aliens were born during the war.”
Vulkan said as he walked
“They are bigger and more brutal. I don’t know them. There are not many in total, but I know they will appear when I appear, so I still go to the fortress to kill them.”
"I believe that as long as the largest Ork aliens are killed, the other Ork aliens will lose their unified command, or the aliens from other galaxies will be attracted to this world to participate in the battle. Either way will be beneficial."
"This is not my wishful thinking, but my experience. I must do this."
Qin Xia agreed: "The beheading tactic is very effective and necessary."
Vulkan walked near the apron, and a transport plane opened the door, but the original body did not enter but stopped and looked down at Qin Xia.
“I am grateful from the bottom of my heart for the support of the Twelve Legions and my brother, but to be honest, your numbers are too small.” Vulkan glanced at everyone around him, “Stay in the fortress, we How can I hold on until my brother comes?"
"It's true that the number of people is small, but our combat effectiveness is not low." Qin Xia said, signaling to sisters Olina and Quadrant Brown.
They immediately spread out to help defend the four main defensive walls in the southeast, northwest and northwest.
"I also brought a Titan, but it is in a state of being about to appear or not yet appearing. It can be used at any time." Qin Xia added.
Vulkan smiled.
Primarch No. 18 felt that Qin Xia was a humorous person. He must have a strong personality to be able to maintain this humor after coming to this world.
At the same time, the original body also felt that although Qin Xia's group looked weird, they were absolutely brave. They could count their number on one hand, but they had the courage to run into the fiercest battlefield.
“Let’s kill those big greenskins together.” Qin Xia walked towards the transport plane, “One more person means more strength.”
Vulgan hesitated for half a second, he felt that Qin Xia didn't look like a lunatic with serious self-destructive tendencies. He must be confident that he was willing to involve himself in death, so he entered the transport plane with Qin Xia.
The automatic program in the transport aircraft operates, controlling the transport aircraft to take off and head to the destination.
Vulkan looked at the fortress outside the plane window, worried.
But concern quickly turned to surprise.
In the sight of the original body, the woman wearing strange armor floated on the defensive wall. A beam of light shot out from her hand, and all the green skin evaporated wherever the beam passed.
On a defensive wall that was already full of enemies, the weirdo of the Mechanicus raised an object, and then the greenskins became painful, and the weapons in their hands exploded, and the knife that could have cut through the ceramite armor Instead, it was easily broken by the surface of the armor.
"What are those?" Vulgan turned to look at Qin Xia and asked eagerly, "The empire's new technology?"
Qin Xia shook his head: "It is the wisdom of our ancestors."< br>
Realizing that Qin Xia didn't want to say more, Vulkan ended the topic and talked about important things: "Those aliens are intelligent creatures. They have air defense capabilities but they never hit the plane I'm on. Their fighter jets will even guide me. Take me to a valley to fight those huge aliens."
Qin Xia listened silently.
Vulkan looked in disbelief: "If I die, they will even send my body back. Once they even bandaged my wounds and implanted a prosthetic body in me."< br>
“But they do this just to continue fighting challenging battles.” Qin Xia said.
Vulgan realized that Qin Xia did not know anything about Ork aliens or had limited knowledge.
"I have a plan."
Qin Xia said what he had been planning since just now.
“You should want to maintain a high-intensity war in this world, even make the war intensity as high as possible, continue to attract aliens to join the war, and reduce the pressure on other worlds. It is very wise. I think so too. ”
“This kind of alien will pursue larger-scale and more intense wars for fun, and although this kind of alien seems to be commanded, from a macro perspective, it is still based on instinct. Do things."
"So we have to find a way to turn this world into a crazy alien playground, and spread it widely among aliens, attracting more aliens to come to this world to fight."< br>
Speaking of this, Qin Xia swallowed.
He suddenly recalled a green-skinned force called the Blood Ax Clan. The Blood Ax Clan imitated humans, wearing uniforms like humans, and establishing a strict command and obedience system like humans.
But the Blood Ax clan has not appeared yet. This is both lucky and unfortunate.
Qin Xia continued: "Our idea is feasible, but if we want to do better, we have to find a way to use the characteristics of this alien, so if I make something later, it will be very special to you. Weird and confusing behavior, please remember that we have the same goal."
Vulkan nodded vigorously.
So Qin Xia opened her backpack with confidence and took out two paint spray cans.
Hold a paint spray can in one hand, divide the skin surface into two areas, left and right, and press the button to start spraying.
Soon Qin Xia turned into a red and blue person.
"..." Vulgan licked his lower lips with a complicated expression, nodded and murmured like a self-hypnosis, "We have the same goal. We have the same goal."
Qin Xia had the same expression Complex, silently put down the spray can.
Transport planes fly.
Qin Xia’s thoughts drifted back... to ten thousand years later.
At that time, a guest came to the White Scars, a space warrior from a special force responsible for dealing with aliens, called the Death Watch.
They specialize in dealing with aliens.
The guest was a lone warrior who was rescued by the White Scars. He fought against the greenskins on a planet for seven years.
The guest's equipment had been destroyed long ago, leaving only the body, which was painted red and half blue.
The soldier who looks like a tough guy like Schwarzenegger talks about the past seriously in a deep tough guy voice.
"Yes, I fought those damn aliens for seven years, all by myself."
(Deep tough guy voice.)
"I painted myself a damn funny color, fought the damn alien, and fought in the name of the God-Emperor."
"God Emperor bless you, this is amazingly useful. If it weren't for this damn color, I would have been hacked to death before you, the think tank, discovered me in the prophecy."
(End of Chapter)