The Death Knell

The journey back went smoothly, because the Space Marines are top-notch laborers, and the Space Wolves are also the best at robbing homes.

Coming and going like the wind, the Eldar's material storage point was looted, and then everyone evacuated quickly. The other groups of Eldar patrols outside had not yet reached the passage where everyone came from.

The wild wolves in the cabin sang songs from their hometown at the top of their lungs to celebrate the harvest of the robbery, while the nun had been holding the slate and sitting next to the death knell.

She didn't know what it was exactly, but she was interested in it.

The speed of the looting boat is very fast, which is obtained by dismantling most of the weapons and armor. Even if a lot of things are piled into the cabin where everyone is, it only takes more than half an hour when everyone returns to the relay station base. .

"Brother, you pick the spoils first, because you contributed the most today!" Gunnar jumped off the airship and saw Orpheus coming, he quickly said to Deathstroke.

It is very incongruous to have a man-bear-like build and a clever little face. He seems to be worried that the angel will pick out the good things first and his brother will suffer. This is a very down-to-earth wisdom.

Su Ming's eyes glanced at the snow-white flour cake similar to 'stone cake', and then looked at the dark hay leaves. He really didn't know what to choose.

I took two biscuits and thought of it as soon as I could. I'll roll spicy sticks with the nun later and eat them.

"We want these, you can divide the rest." As he spoke, he jumped down from the cabin and walked towards the relay station.

"Get some more, there are a lot of things." The Wolf Lord picked up a box, which should be his share: "These foods can't be stored for too long outside the Eldar webway."

Su Ming shook his head and glanced at the nun. In the night, her white hair looked a little dim, and she seemed a little distracted.

"No, you guys eat, the nun and I have something to do."

"Okay, I understand." Gunnar showed that smile again, showing his long teeth, and smiled very funny: "You will definitely not miss even a single knife insect tonight, so you can play without worries."

"???"

Only then did the nun come back to her senses, with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't know what the two of them were talking about or what they were trying to play.

Su Ming was too lazy to talk to Barbarian. The Space Marines were all eunuchs, but they were also young, right? He nodded to Orpheus, who was coming towards him, and the priest nodded to him, and the two passed by.

In order to keep the secret, you have to pretend to be unfamiliar.

The elevator at the relay station was repaired, and he took the nun through it to the top terrace. These days, the two of them lived in the communication room on the top floor. They could breathe the blood-smelling air all the time during the long nights, which was very comfortable.

I don’t know how many people have died on this planet during this time, and the air is starting to smell a little bit.

"What else did you read on the slate?"

Back in the room, Su Ming walked to the terrace, leaned against the flower bed in a paralyzed posture like Ge You, picked up a skull and started playing with it.

The nun put the slate on the table, took out some food and put it aside: "This is just part of a huge epic. I don't know where the Eldar dug it from. It just says that there is a powerful dynasty in this world."

"That means that there is a big tomb under our feet, and there may be billions of Necrons slowly awakening." Su Ming expressed his understanding and asked for her opinion.

"At least it's as much as you said, but we haven't received a reply from the Mechanicus yet. We don't know when they awakened the undead, and we can't estimate the cycle of this recovery."

The nun held her chin, took off her gauntlets and began to eat. She ate very gracefully, but very quickly.

"Well, this is good news." Su Ming threw the skull into the flower bed, sat up straight and took out the wine: "The bigger the tomb, the more enemies there are, which means that the more powerful the dynasty was, the more good things they had. .”

"If you can kill all the undead in this world, you are right." The nun looked at him with dead fish eyes and swallowed the bread in her mouth.

Su Ming smiled and waved his hand, and offered another bottle of strong drink to the non-drinking nun: "Don't worry, what others can't do doesn't mean I can't do it. I will definitely do what I promised you, and I also want to See what a changeling lord who can deceive a group of nuns looks like."

Efilar took a deep breath, broke the neck of the soda bottle with his bare hands, picked up the soda and took a swig:

"That monster disguised itself as one of us. It had all the memories of the real sisters' past interactions with us, and was unable to distinguish between his disguise and his deception. As for what it looked like? It appeared after it thought it had killed all the sisters. I found the prototype, which was a humanoid, huge two-headed crow.”

"Didn't he give his name? I mean, I've heard of a few particularly famous Transformation Lords."

Su Ming touched the slate on the table. The information transmitted at the moment of strangulation was very complicated.

In addition to the cold touch, this stone is not as simple as it looks. Although it is also made of silicon, its molecular arrangement is changing at any time, and it also contains a large amount of alien energy. This thing is likely to be in the host's memory. black stone.

"If you are not the Primarch, you are the biggest heretic." The nun threw the empty bottle aside and looked at the dark sky: "How can an ordinary person like me know its name? That monster doesn't exist at all. Treat our sisters not as rivals, but as maggots. Would you tell the maggots your name? It’s hard for me to imagine how you know the names of some of the changing lords.”

Su Ming withdrew his hand, pinched his chin and thought about the stone, and replied: "I will just treat it as if you are praising me as a god, although I am sure that I am not a god, but just an ordinary person."

"Huh, okay, then you are so ordinary that it's scary." Efilar sighed, moved his snow-white neck, and returned his gaze from the dark clouded sky to the table: "This slate is incomplete. If you want me to interpret more for you, you'll need to find more."

"It may be a small piece that fell from a giant mural. The world is so big that it is impossible to collect it on purpose. If you happen to come across it, just look at it. If you don't come across it, forget it." Su Ming shook his head. He drank wine by himself: "How can your spiritual power be able to decipher the Necron text? I have never heard of the Inquisition having such an ability."

"I can anyway, don't ask." She avoided Su Ming's gaze, looked at her feet, and stuffed the bread into her mouth.

Su Ming smiled. Her reaction actually explained everything. This special method of using psychic energy did not come from the church, but from something that could not be said.

"Okay, I can't see my fingers tonight, there are even less bombings, and we don't have to say those disappointing things on such a beautiful day. How about" Su Ming put his hand into his pocket, took out something and slapped it on the table: "Let's play a game Let’s play Gwent, I’ll teach you how to play.”

The nun covered her forehead. He had already taught her too many useless skills, why would he come again?