Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Inser raised his hand, and the Ocean Spear sparkled in his hand. The Chapter Leader threw it fiercely, and the extremely sharp force penetrated the body of a bloodletting demon in an instant. It continued unabated.

Puncture, the body with that thing continued to pierce three demons before stopping.

Without Insel saying anything, the battle brothers in the regiment who were responsible for providing fire support immediately sent them back into the filthy subspace with a volley of fire.

"How far is it from the palace?" Inser asked.

His adjutant, Fias, answered him with an emotionless voice using a speaking device. The reason why he used a speaking device was because his vocal cords were completely damaged in a battle and he had to rely on this thing to speak for himself.

"We need to cross the Bridge of Mercy, but according to the real-time map of the Revenge, it was blown up by the defenders two days ago."

"This is not good news. We have no flying vehicles." Insel raised his head and glanced at the sky. The Destruction of the Deep had disappeared. It should be killing people elsewhere in Terra. This inevitably made the Chapter Leader

It was a pity that he originally expected the Deep Destruction to transport them directly to the palace.

"Find a new road."

The Chapter Master walked in front, using his iron boots to crush the mutilated corpses of the demons beaten by bombs. According to the plan, they should go directly to support the Royal Palace - the scanning function of the Revenge was better than any tactical sandbox he had ever used.

, not only can display the battlefield situation in real time, but can even accurately tell them the situation in the palace.

To put it bluntly, it's terrible there. Nurgle demons are everywhere, and there is no living person in the entire palace except between the thrones. The source seems to come from the Ministry of Military Affairs. This department has dealt with the Iron Serpents Chapter in the past.

Frankly speaking, Insel had a good impression of them - if he gave them everything he wanted, how could he have a bad impression?

He found a stone and sat down. The Astartes seemed very relaxed. This was a situation that was impossible in the past. However, after being modified by the Vengeance, their helmets could accurately display whether there were enemies around them. At this time

, the data on the eyepiece told them that there was not a single demon around.

The range of this 'surrounding' is a radius of five hundred meters.

"I have never fought such an easy battle." Insel sighed in a low voice, and then glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the priest who swore a vow of silence to him slowly walking towards him. The expression of the chapter leader immediately changed.

He became serious. It wasn't that he didn't want to see this brother, but after he swore not to talk anymore, communicating with him became a very painful thing.

As expected, the pastor approached and took out a small piece of kraft paper from his waist. Insel's expression became even more painful. He didn't understand why the pastor was unwilling to use the convenient and fast portable terminal instead of using the portable terminal.

Obsessed with handwriting.

A minute later, the pastor put up the vellum in his hand.

"I hope to join the first team to fight."

Inser raised his head and said: "We have discussed this issue many times. The establishment of the first team is already full. A team of ten people. This is the tradition of the group at the beginning and cannot be changed. Priest, I hope you can

understand."

The pastor nodded quietly, and then started writing again. This time, he wrote for a full five minutes. Insel looked away and nodded slightly to Fias beside him, hoping that he could come over and replace him. However, he

The adjutant turned his head away after noticing his gaze.

......damn it.

The pastor held up the vellum, and Insel read his long speech describing why he wanted to join the first team. He suppressed his temper and read it word by word - and then he shook his head again: "You

There will be a chance for redemption, Pastor, but not now."

The pastor nodded, then put away the brown paper and left. He didn't look too disappointed, as if he had already known this ending.

After watching him leave, Fias came over. He spoke calmly through the speaker despite Insel's meaningful eyes: "The Revenge has given a new route. We can wait where we are for a while. Guilliman

His Highness is approaching here, as well as the soldiers of the parent regiment."

This is big news.

Insel suddenly stood up from the stone.

The Iron Serpents Chapter is a sub-group that was split off during the Second Founding of the Ultramarines. Its founder, Thor Damocles, was an old figure from the Ultramarines Legion period. He served as commander during the Horus Heresy.

He was the sixth captain of the Ultramarines Legion. Although the Iron Serpents Chapter did not have much dealings with the parent group in the following years, they are now in front of the original body.

Primarch!

He didn't need to say anything more. After the Revenge projected the current target into their eyepieces, the four hundred monks of the Iron Serpent Chapter immediately formed a queue and stood there patiently waiting to meet with the Gene Father.

Not long after, several figures riding combat motorcycles set off smoke and approached them in a burst of speed. They were the reconnaissance force. The leader of the soldier stopped the combat motorcycle in front of them. First, he looked at the tattoo on their right shoulder.

Chapter emblem, then took off his helmet and showed a smile.

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Batman stood covered in blood in the bright laboratory, holding a dead bird's head in his hand. There were colorful feathers everywhere, and the light reflected on them reflected complex colors that were heartbreaking.

Crane took a breath and shook off the bird's head attached to the spine - the difficulty of this thing was completely beyond his imagination, and he had to be splashed with demon blood to deal with it.

At this point, the truth of the matter was almost clear, but there were still a few doubts that needed to be resolved. Crane found a relatively clean corner to sit down, and he planned to think about it carefully.

The Tzeentch demons bewitched a branch of the Inquisition and allowed them to conduct such experiments in secret. It may have been initially just to counter the Sisters of Silence - the untouchables are equally dangerous to mortals. Initially, the Inquisitors of this branch may

I also felt that I was just researching a potion that would give others room to fight back when the Sisters of Silence betrayed them.

It's a pity that they suddenly didn't know that they were facing the demon of Tzeentch. This potion can indeed give humans the ability to resist when facing the Sisters of Silence, but the Sisters of Silence have never betrayed. They started just for a possibility

Making a fuss behind his back actually reminded Crane of himself.

He gave a wry smile, is the empire asking for trouble? The fundamental reason for the establishment of the Inquisition is that they are destined to make such a choice one day... It is not enough for Tzeentch to do anything in this place.

Strange. But the real question is, how many years has the headquarters of the Inquisition been established?

Crane suddenly realized this problem, and a creepy feeling crawled up his spine: The Tribunal was established thousands of years ago, and its founder was Malcador. At that time, this organization was absolutely

is pure...but the Tribunal headquarters is another matter. If he can find out when the Tribunal headquarters was established, then he can know when the Tribunal began to fall.

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This point is crucial and affects the lives of many people. If this matter is not investigated clearly, the great purge launched after the war will inevitably take the lives of many innocent people, and even their names will be engraved with shame.

On the pillar. This is undoubtedly a major blow to those who are truly loyal.

After resting for a while and clearing his mind, Crane stood up, turned into a shadow and left. He left behind a force to protect this laboratory. Everything here will become evidence to prove the sins of certain people.

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