Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The shadow did not come towards them, although he glanced at them - Cordos was sure of this. He flicked his cloak and disappeared into the darkness.

Then, a soldier without a helmet walked over, and behind him two technical sergeants were busy repairing the broken fracture.

He made an aquila salute, and Cordos wanted to return the salute, but then he realized that he was still holding on to the recruit and the One-Eye, looking extremely ridiculous.

The soldier coughed and resolved the embarrassment in a considerate manner, leaving him some time to sort himself out.

The two crimson tears on his face made the warrior look extremely majestic: "Hello, brother, I am the captain of the third company of the Crimson Blade Chapter, Yinzikiel Zanglin."

"Hello, brother." Cordos finally had time to return the greeting. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the two recruits were blushing at this time. Obviously, they had no idea what to do when facing veterans outside the battle group.

How to face each other.

He sighed silently in his heart, and then immediately collected his emotions: "I am the non-commissioned officer of the Kronos Tactical Team of the First Company of the Sword of the Emperor, Cordos Harris. We have been ordered to come to support you.

..."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, with a bitter smile on his face. Several bolter shots rang out, indicating that the Crimson Blade warriors were firing at the traitor who fell to the ground.

"...I'm sorry that we still need you to support us." Cordos pursed his lips and inserted his sword into the armed belt at his waist. "This is really...sigh.

"

Everything ends in a sigh.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Brother Cordos." The warrior with deep red tears looked at him with relief. "This is how fighting with traitors is, tactics and plans will always be destroyed by them, isn't it?"

His humor made Cordos relax a little, but only a little. Cordos originally wanted to talk to him for a while, but the black shadow of the bat came back at some point and suddenly appeared in Yinqi Kil

Behind him, he was a full head taller than him, and his size was completely enlarged, making him a living giant.

This discovery made his muscles tense.

The black shadow spoke, and the cold breath gushed out, making the already cold bridge much colder again: "Captain Yinqi Kil, ask the technical sergeants in your company to go to the engine, which was destroyed by the traitors and placed a thermal

Melt bomb. It seems like that is their last resort."

"I have removed the bomb." The shadow paused and glanced at the nervous Cordos. "...But they still need to repair the damaged areas, otherwise the ship will

The boat can't move."

"Understood, sir."

"In addition, there are some injured outside the hangar who need help. There are many Astartes of the Emperor's Sword, and some innocent civilians."

"Understood, sir."

Yinzekiel nodded to Cordos, and then left. The black shadow remained in place, staring at Cordos with careful eyes, and his eyes stayed for a moment on the saber on his belt.

It made him extremely nervous.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't even know how to address the other person: "..."

The black shadow seemed to notice this and took off his helmet, revealing a face that looked like a statue. It was impeccably handsome and breathtakingly noble. But his expression was so calm that it was almost lifeless and the coldness in his eyes was

But it destroyed everything.

"The title is not important." Black Shadow said calmly, his eyes swept over the two trembling recruits, and nodded slightly to them. "Don't be nervous, I am not a big shot."

No wonder... Cordos thought to himself that he actually had a very heretical conjecture in his mind, but he didn't dare to say it.

He didn't even dare to let his thoughts wander in that direction.

"Well..." Black Shadow pondered for a while. "How long has it been since you have had contact with the Inquisition, or received news from Terra in any form?"

Cordos blinked, not understanding what these two questions meant. He liked Terra, but hated - no, hated the Inquisition very much, and the whole group did the same. It was for this reason that they

Always fighting the Tyranids on the edge of the Empire's borders.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

They came back this time because their ship needed maintenance. The Emperor's Sword was more than just a ship to them. For a small war group without a home world, it was their home.

Cordos said cautiously: "At least four hundred years, my lord."

"Four hundred years." The black shadow nodded, and a cold blue light overflowed from his eyes. "Sergeant Cordos, do you know what happened to you?"

coming.

Cordos' heart sank - he couldn't hide it from him. What will happen next?

The sergeant smiled bitterly, knowing that he probably had to go to the Inquisition. Those people didn't care whether what happened to them was a blessing from the Emperor. They just wanted to inquire about it and be suspicious of every miracle.

But the shadow's next words made him widen his eyes in shock.

"That's a miracle." Black Shadow concluded. "But we don't know what happened to you, so you need to come with us and go back to Terra together. Ah, by the way, I

I have three things to tell you."

"First, your genetic father, Robert Guilliman, has woken up. He has been awake for some time... There is no news circulating where you are fighting, so you cannot receive the news that he has woken up.

I regret this."

"Second, Terra fought a second battle three years ago. The evil gods and their demons invaded Terra, but we finally won, and the Emperor revived and stepped down from his throne.

, and killed Tzeentch with his own hands. Yes, we have one less enemy."

"Third, the Tribunal has disappeared and been replaced by a new organization. And I am the person in charge of this organization. I haven't thought of its name yet, but I would like to invite you to join, Sergeant Cordos.

… That’s all I have to say.”

"Take a good rest with your brothers. After going to Terra, you don't have so much time. The children on the Terra space station admire you warriors who have returned from afar. You may be pestered to talk about it.

story."

After dropping three bombs and blowing the heads of the three people who were still conscious into a pool of pulp, Crane flicked his cloak, escaped into the shadows again and left.

.....What just happened? What was he talking about?

Cordos stared blankly in the direction he left, blinking with a dull look on his face. His wooden-like posture lasted for a full five minutes before he came back to his senses. It was not because of himself, but because of the old one-eyed man at his feet.

woke up.

As soon as the technical sergeant woke up, he saw his old friend looking down at him like a fool. The expression made him couldn't help but curse: "The Emperor and his sacred - ah!"

A passing Crimson Blade warrior cast a strange look at the man who spoke so freely, and then left quickly. Cordos raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead.