Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 80 80. Son of the Emperor!

A strange dizziness struck Lan En's mind.

In this feeling of being drunk but not drunk, Lan En first saw a strange scene.

In a gloomy castle room, the trembling candlelight reflected the left half of a man's body.

Robe, long beard. That's a warlock.

Lan En's perspective was fixed on an operating bed-like device, looking up at the warlock.

Under the weak candlelight, Lan En saw the needle in the male mage's hand, and the large bottle of medicine - Mother's Tears - connected to the back of the needle.

That is part of the Trial of Grass potion set. They will disrupt the original human body structure with violent toxicity and provide the basis for the reshaping of the demon hunter.

This process will make people long for a happy death.

Lan En still remembers this.

From the perspective of memory, the male mage's eyes flashed with excitement, persistence and a trace of deep compassion.

"What are you longing for? What is your desire? How will you implement your will?"

The male mage asked Lan En's perspective like this, as if he was questioning Lan En.

Lan En did not respond. At this time, he was just a spectator, and even his emotions seemed to have faded.

But the true master of that perspective answered.

"I don't desire wealth and fame, status and power. I want a horse as dark as the night and as fast as the wind. I want a sword as bright as the moonlight. I want to ride my black horse at night. I want Use the sharp sword in my hand to cut off evil, this is what I want in my heart!"

That voice is very childish, but the determination and enthusiasm in it cannot be underestimated!

"There will be a horse waiting for you, darker than the night, faster than the wind. There will also be a sword forged for you, it is sharper than light, more dazzling than the moon. But these wishes are not worth mentioning. , it will cost you dearly!"

"I have nothing left!" The young voice said without hesitation, "So I have nothing to fear!"

After a long time, the male mage sighed.

"Your blood, child. This is all."

The first memory is short.

From Lan En's perspective, this isn't even a flashback in the movie.

But then, surging power began to sprout from Lan En's body.

He felt that his vision was getting higher, clearer and more detailed.

This sudden and intense change almost made Lan En think that he had been blind in his previous life!

Even if he undergoes a sudden change from an ordinary person to a demon hunter after a narrow escape from death.

He also didn't feel such drastic physiological changes.

Even if he was just walking around normally, Lan En could feel how powerful this body was.

So much so that even Bordon, the most powerful warrior Lan En has seen so far, seems to be just a trash fish that will be harvested in an instant in front of this kind of power.

Suddenly, Lan En woke up.

This was not a change in his body, but a shift in his perspective to another body.

Another creature far stronger than the so-called "witcher".

Perhaps this is the "thing" that gene seeds can shape.

While realizing this, he also took in the scene in his field of vision.

"He" walked among a huge structure made entirely of unknown metal.

This all-metal structure was so huge that even with the limit of Lan En's current field of vision, he couldn't even make out a scaled claw, and he could then deduce what kind of building it was inside.

It was just the huge scale of the buildings and the magnificent mechanized equipment that made Lan En understand that the civilization here was very advanced.

Humans in uniforms were running around. From "his" field of view, these humans were only as high as "his" chest and abdomen.

If the average human being here is not short, then it means "he" is too tall.

"He" walked backwards through the crowd of human beings.

All the humans who pass by "him" look at "him" with admiration, admiration and even fanaticism.

It’s as if “he” is an angel walking among humans!

This title is appropriate.

Even though Lan En couldn't control the vision in his memory, he could easily feel how perfect the movements of this body were.

Perfect reaction state, perfect body coordination, perfect range of motion and even perfect posture when walking!

This is not only the body of a "warrior", even if this body is placed among the ranks of works of art, it will not be out of place at all.

After "he" walked around in this huge all-steel structure for a while, he met a human in a corridor.

In Lan En's impression, that was the face of a typical European aristocrat.

Wearing complicated and gorgeous clothes, he maintains a sense of weariness after his desires are satisfied, and calls this sense of weariness "aristocratic temperament."

But even this obviously distinguished human being showed strong respect for himself.

"Good day, my lord."

This man with a European aristocratic face greeted him in surprise.

"Your injury seems to be no longer serious, which is really gratifying."

Lan En didn't even know what kind of creature the owner of his current field of vision was, let alone the social relationship.

But fortunately, this is a memory, and the owner of the memory has already responded.

"Good day, Sir Herbert. Being stabbed in the heart is not an important injury. It can be replaced quickly. Although my biochemical knowledge is not as rich as the pharmacist brothers in the legion, it is no exaggeration to say that this kind of There are not many minor surgeries in the army that can be completed independently. During the treatment, I also changed the position of my lung sacs, which increased my breathing and oxygen supply capacity by 0.03%."

In Lan En's opinion, even the tone and voice of "him" when he spoke had a polished and beautiful feeling.

Polite and courteous, like a spring breeze.

Sir Herbert smiled even more eagerly.

"Your injuries are proof of yet another great achievement of the Legion! The despicable aliens in the Imperial crusade and in the Emperor's blueprint only deserve to be wiped out."

"exactly."

"He" responded in an understatement, but even when speaking with this attitude, "his" voice was full of ups and downs of tension.

Has this person practiced opera deep into his bones?

While Lan En was complaining, he was thinking about the content behind the conversation.

Imperial crusade? Are you on an expedition now?

In other words, is the huge all-steel structure we are currently in a stronghold during the expedition?

The owner of the field of vision is not slow, coupled with various transportation equipment on the way.

Lan En estimated that the road traveled so far was more than ten kilometers, but the all-steel structure still did not show its boundaries.

"Ah! Speaking of which."

Sir Herbert spoke suddenly solicitously.

"In our poetry salon, several excellent works have been produced due to the recent conquest. Do you want to take a look? Many of your colleagues were invited to go and gave us accompanying poets a lot of advice! The great original The body possesses great talents, and there is no doubt that you have inherited this perfectly!"

A traveling poet? On an expedition to an advanced civilization?

Are you doing a space opera?

And what is the "original body"?

Lan En complained in his heart, but the owner of the vision suddenly felt a slight displeasure in his heart.

"My brothers, going to the salon too often during this period is too frequent. Poetry is indeed an elegant human art and a good choice for cultivating one's temperament. But our duty is, after all, to bring iron and blood to the humble aliens. I'm going now I don’t see as many brothers in the training ground as in the salon, they are too lazy!”

"His" question made Sir Herbert look embarrassed and frightened.

Fortunately, at this moment, an electronic sound spread throughout the building.

"Notice, the subspace voyage has ended, the Geller position is about to open, we will sail out of Mandeville Point, please prepare all departments on the ship."

The electronic sound notification sounded three times in a row, and the uniformed humans around him walked in a hurry.

In Lan En's field of vision, one side of the all-steel structure that originally constructed the corridor beside "him" suddenly vibrated.

Then the originally integrated steel structure wall retracted upward, revealing high-strength glass.

Beyond the glass is the vast universe of galaxies!

Lan En looked at the grand picture in his memory in astonishment.

This is not some "building" or "expedition route city". This is a space battleship with a length of dozens of kilometers!

In the reflection of light and shadow, Lan En also caught a glimpse of the owner of his vision through the glass.

The dark purple paint with gold edge covers the power armor of the entire body.

Above the thick armor, only the head is exposed.

It was a man with silver hair and an appearance as delicate as a doll.

And on the surprisingly thick breastplate, the pattern of the double-headed eagle is shining with golden light!

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