Stars for the good Warhammer

A human girl? Why is she here?

Although it did not appear to be a threat from the outside, the Astartes still maintained a high degree of vigilance in the face of this strange intruder.

Looking at the silent tin cans in front of her, Hui Feng, who was sitting on the swivel chair, sighed helplessly. She rested her elbows on the armrests of the seat and raised her face with her palms.

His left calf rested on his knee. The way he crossed his feet looked full of arrogance and a hint of laziness. He tilted his head and his hair lightly swept the ground.

Soon, I heard her say helplessly.

"My master wishes to engage in conversation with you, although in my opinion this is not necessary."

"But Sanguinius did provide us with some help. We are not people who break our promises, so I will serve as a representative to negotiate for the subsequent transaction content."

After saying that, Gray Wind paused for a moment, and after sweeping his eyes over the Astartes again, the girl smacked her lips and muttered reluctantly.

"If it weren't for my master's order, I wouldn't be bothered to talk to you upright walking paramecia."

The scene was silent. At this moment, Dante, the leader of the Chapter, stepped forward and spoke.

"Are you Gray Wind?"

He had been observing the strange little girl in front of him from the beginning, but no matter how he looked at it, she was far from the alien they knew. This situation reminded him of a legend he had heard.

It is said that in those star fields on the edge of the Milky Way that are not enveloped by the light of the Star Torch and are still unknown to the Empire, there are still some human civilizations that have been preserved from the dark technological age.

Could it be that the girl in front of me and the so-called master behind her are remnants of the Dark Ages?

"That is my name, my master wishes it."

However, before Gray Wind could finish his words, perhaps angered by her condescending attitude, an Astartes angrily raised the bolter in his hand and pointed the muzzle in the direction of the girl.

"Dirty thing! Give our father back!"

dirty stuff.

This description obviously made Gray Wind feel harsh, and as her eyes fell on the hot-tempered warrior.

The next second, a large amount of gray-white quicksand emerged from the gaps in the metal floor and wrapped it up at an extremely fast speed. From a distance, it looked like a white silkworm chrysalis.

Realizing that the other party had launched an attack, the other Astartes captain took a step sideways, quickly drew his gun and fired a string of explosive shells towards Gray Wind.

What they didn't expect was that the explosive bomb disappeared without a trace the moment it was fired into the opponent's body. It did not have any desired effect, as if it had been swallowed up.

Seeing that it had no effect, the company commander immediately charged in the direction of the girl. In the process, he activated the power sword in his hand. Amid a thunderclap sound from the decomposition stance, the swiftly swung sword succeeded. Split swivel chair with backrest.

But strangely, Gray Feng, who was supposed to be sitting among them, disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, under the surprised gazes of the others, a strong storm suddenly blew up in the tactics hall of the Baal Covenant. A large number of gray-white particles were swept into the air. In an instant, it seemed as if there was a rain falling inside the ship. A snowstorm.

Soon, with a crisp clanging sound, the power sword in the company commander's hand suddenly broke. At the same time, other people present were also surprised to find that the weapons on their bodies were rapidly failing, and even the ceramic steel Even the power armor made was unable to withstand the corrosion of this storm.

What shocked the angels even more was that as a large amount of gray-white gravel gathered, the image of the original body Sanguinius soon appeared in front of the company commander.

In his shocked eyes, he saw the kind-faced archangel raised his palm high, and then slapped the opponent's faceplate heavily.

This slap full of "fatherly" love successfully silenced the scene.

After an unknown amount of time, when the storm gradually subsided, and looking at the Blood Angels who had been disarmed and became quiet again, Gray Wind once again transformed into the image of a girl.

At the same time, the warrior previously wrapped in the "chrysalis" was also released, but the power armor on the opponent's body had been completely decomposed and devoured, leaving only a layer of black carapace implanted in the skin. .

"So can we sit down and have a good talk now?"

Looking at the slightly disdainful expression of the other party, it was only then that Dante realized that the girl in front of him did not seem to have a fixed shape. The gray-white storm might be her original appearance.

perhaps

The other party might be more dangerous than he thought.

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After a moment, after ordering most people to leave the tactics hall, only Dante and a group of rationalists represented by the chief think tank were left on the scene.

After hearing the details of the transaction told by Hui Feng, the chief think tank on the side asked impatiently.

"Are you saying that your master can help the Blood Angels overcome the defects in the gene-seed?"

Black Rage and Blood Thirst. In the past thousand years, the Blood Angels have been looking for ways to lift these two genetic curses. It can be said that this is the heartfelt wish of almost every Blood Angel.

"Yes, it is not difficult for my master."

Then, I heard Gray Feng continue speaking unhurriedly.

"And you must have seen that not long ago, after my master noticed your arrival, he displayed a soul fragment bound in Haiwen in front of you."

"Father's Soul"

Such speech once again deeply shocked the angel cubs at the scene.

"Yes, my master has the ability to reunite souls. This is one of the reasons why we took Sanguinius away."

In an atmosphere of disbelief, Dante asked a crucial question.

"I want to know where your master is. Is he in Haven?"

However, Gray Feng just smiled at this, then crossed his arms and introduced with pride.

"He is not anywhere, but at the same time he is everywhere, because he is the embodiment of a civilization's will, not the existence of some small individual."

Gray Wind's remarks reminded the Astartes present of the Hive Mind that controlled the Tyranids.

Could it be that the two are similar?

"In short, Sanguinius's soul has been completely shattered by Horus and scattered in every corner of the galaxy."

Upon hearing the name of Horus, the Astartes present suddenly became heavy-hearted.

However, Gray Feng's next words cheered them up again.

"But my master is willing to spare some of his busy schedule to collect the soul fragments scattered everywhere until your father returns again."

"However, there is a small prerequisite for this."

Speaking of this, Gray Feng deliberately let it slip when he saw that the eyes of everyone present were attracted.

"You may retain your loyalty to the Emperor, but in exchange for lifting the genetic curse and resurrecting Sanguinius."

"My master requires all necessary services from the Blood Angels."