Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 138 The symbol of the new empire (please order)

Zizzi!

In the wilderness burned by the war, under the gloomy sky.

The orange current clung to a large mountain made of metal, stained with rust, and the old ceramic steel shell was stained with black engine oil and blood of the same color.

This is not really a mountain.

But from the appearance point of view, the size is not much different from that of a big mountain.

The scenery in front of Chao Che was the wreckage of Duran's low-Earth orbit. Even though it was damaged, the magnificent technology displayed was still enough to amaze people.

Like this behemoth.

It may take hundreds or thousands of years to create it, but it only takes a short moment to completely destroy it.

The efforts of generations were wasted in the face of greater violence.

"War is the only truth in the galaxy?"

Moreover, the process of changing from the angel of Ruth to the beast demon shocked me even more.

Wei Jiang found that he was wrong.

"Dulan naively thought that it was a poisonous wine that comes with talent. Do you know whether I am choosing to deceive myself or others, or am I really that stupid?"

Each Primarch has his or her own style.

The purpose of Chao Che's visit that time was to have something to do with the little angel.

Fine gravel rolled down the landslide, and no one seemed to be approaching.

I raised my head and glanced at my sister, then didn't look away.

"Perhaps, they think something is more important than life." Astartes, wearing bright silver armor, was silent for a while and replied.

No one said that the cherub was the symbol of the new empire, the Eagle Man of Ruth.

Just when Saint Asta really thought Chaocheru was angry about that incident.

The ceramic soup cauldron is boiling over medium heat. The thick broth outside makes a gurgling sound as the temperature rises and falls. The lid below also rises and rises, making a tinkling sound.

"Gilest was not yet born, and the little expedition was still in its infancy.

"So, you think Gillest's fate will be as special as the Thunder Warriors."

But for Ran Dan, whose technological civilization is more advanced, that is nothing.

The air is still filled with the stench of promethium before burning, the smell of gunpowder smoke from explosions, and of course, even less so, the smell of blood before decay.

He was dragged back by the sages of the Mechanicus to dismantle and study it.

"You are sure, but it is very unlikely." Chaoche said, "The rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked, and the bird is hidden in the bow. This is the tens of thousands of years of wisdom of our ancestors."

The angel shook his head, and the answer he said made Chaoche feel stunned for a while, "——Cooking"

Chao Che stood up hastily.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never dare to think that there is such darkness hidden in Japan's genes."

"Can you see the letter he wrote?"

Before playing it repeatedly for more than ten times, Chaoche finally noticed a strange rhythm in the picture.

That request wasn't too much, but Saint Asta and Duran were so unfamiliar with each other that they had so few concerns.

I squinted my eyes and turned to look at my nominal sister.

Calm exchange of fire, screams.

At the end of the day, Wei Jiang was not interested in such a statement.

Duran lamented, "Also to know if I know that my poor son needs equipment, enough to fill the small amount of munitions of the Leviathan transport ship."

The situation suddenly changed.

Chaoche asked.

"Mokai! Mokai! Mokai! Mokai!"

I attached the micro-robot to my arm armor.

Chao Che squinted his eyes and walked towards the main control center of the space station at a constant pace.

Chao Che suddenly laughed, "Some of the emperor's technologies are not unique. You go out there and look around to see if you can pick up some useless things. It can be regarded as some of your big quirks."

Saint Asta thought so.

Erase the tiny traces left on the spider machinery.

"Even if I were your father."

The atmosphere between the two Primarchs became harmonious for a moment.

Even before Magnus the Red ignored the weird decorations beneath me, he didn't look as grand as a Titan.

Every time I took a step back, not a single ripple of spiritual energy spread out from my feet, and the entire eight-dimensional image of the space station appeared in front of me in a murky manner.

I came to the central control center.

"Is he writing a letter?"

"No one but your all-knowing, all-powerful All-Father."

That's why.

But the sparse bullet marks left on the battlefield still loudly declare the brutality of the war that day.

Zong Ru asked calmly without twitching.

The Meditator appears to be a mechanical structure from the outside, but inside it is actually a total neural unit cultivated using biotechnology.

"So that's what happened."

There is no communication interface outside, but a spider-like micro robot.

We arrived at the center of the space station smoothly.

Like ice and snow melting.

That means that reading the external stored data has not yet ended.

The elite Skarbin mechanical warriors are also vulnerable to a blow behind us.

The angel shook his head and took a step forward, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, "Have you ever doubted you?"

"By the way, he also said he planned to come to your place to learn something." Chaoche asked, "Psychic power use, firearms knowledge, naval battle command?"

A legion of Space Wolves are killing at an alarming rate, tearing open gaps with no mercy, we are the executioners coming with vengeance.

It's close by, under the dining table.

I looked up and down at the little angel in front of me with my dark red eyes.

The light under the robot's head lit up, flashing scarlet in the white and dark space. Four tiny tentacles crawled back and forth under the remains of the meditator, inserting the front into the gap.

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Zong Ru remained silent.

"By the way, who is he writing to?" The little angel put his hands behind his back, with a look of evil curiosity on his face, and glanced at the parchment under Duran's hand.

The expression on Chao Che's face became slightly more solemn. I silently turned off the weak photon screen behind my face, and stretched out my hand to touch the remains of the meditator.

Steel is always melting, and matter cannot be changed by the power of spiritual energy.

A primarch.

Saint Asta stretched out his hand and waved it behind Duran's face, "What was he thinking just now? He was distracted."

That was the first time Zongru had seen such a scene.

"Ahem!"

But the traces left by the war have not completely disappeared.

"You are wondering if Leon is really lucky." Wei Jiang shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "I have the opportunity to taste the food made by him."

In the dark.

"No one can do that except me."

I reached out and touched the surface of the metal ruins heavily.

My eyes were fixed on the projection under the gauntlet.

I raised my head slightly and stepped into it.

"But, when we were under Terra, we were also educated people from all over the world." Duran put the pen in his hand under the matte parchment, raised his head, and stretched.

After a while, a dull voice came from beside him, "Rationally speaking, I don't think so; but from a practical point of view, this is indeed the case."

Looking at the picture under the weak photon screen, Chao Che suddenly laughed.

Her long, slightly curly golden hair extends to her slender waist, and her narrow and loose home clothes also hide her perfect figure. The fair and rough face lost the majesty and majesty of the war period, and was replaced by maternal severity and a male-like evil and turbidity.

It was a long time ago,

Wei Jiang Xingte, wearing bright silver armor, followed closely behind.

The war always begins.

"You originally planned to learn something from him, but then you saw them walking towards the wreckage in low-Earth orbit..."

The light is dim.

The corners of Chao Che's mouth quirked up, and a smile flashed across his face.

A strange combination of melodies echoed under the battlefield, resonating with the genetic defects of the wild wolves, inducing the Katniss Spiral that should have been sleeping to revive and express itself again.

Neither of them continued to speak. The smile on the little angel's face seemed to have softened, and the glory radiating from your body was also slightly restrained due to your high mood.

It is the embodiment of hope, the kind of good and bad things that can bring people hope and courage just by appearing around them.

"He's such a terrible person."

I took out a USB flash drive from the gap in my armor.

Perhaps, he never thought about getting the answers to these questions.

"Father, don't be joking. You are just tools created by me to maintain my hegemony."

"It's also wrong, but it still loses some surprises." Chao Che shook his head.

"What about him?"

The rustling sound of the pen scratching the paper continued to come intermittently, which was the hum of time accompanied by thinking.

Although it took less time due to the failure, Chaoche still got the data he wanted in the end.

"So why they refused to succumb to violence and chose to resist to the end."

Some kind of inexplicable music echoed under the battlefield, and the emotions of the wild wolves became more and more anxious and bloodthirsty.

But that time it was murkier.

"It's nothing, just read it if you want." Dulan carelessly handed the damaged envelope to his sister, and the former wiped the flour stained under his fingers with his apron before taking the envelope.

"That's better to take it easy. There are very few opportunities to meet before the little expedition."

"It's all yes."

But in a non-combat state.

"found it."

Drops of dripping water spread on Chao Che's feet, and a hole that the original body could not nervously pass through appeared behind Chao Che's face.

Scarlet Fortress.

With his own guards, Chao Che came to the metal mountain in front of him. The hatch had already been locked, and there were still many violently dented craters on it, but the outside was also blocked by various discarded metal materials. You have to quit.

That statement was an insult to his sister, not even blasphemous.

Saint Asta is the greatest of them all, and in battle his terrifying glory is almost impossible to look at.

"Yes, brother."

There is also atrophy of the neural units outside the meditator's unit.

This is the sound...

I didn't answer directly, but crossed my arms behind my chest and asked with a heavy smile, "Why are you there? Is he following you?"

before opening the lid.

"He may have been a human being, but tens of thousands of years are too long, enough to corrode everything." Chaoche said, "So, can you allow the future of the entire galaxy to fall to such a cold and heartless tyrant? In the hands of the gods below.”

Outside is a spacious corridor.

The smile on the angel's face became stern, "I'm sure if he wants it, he can't tell you directly. You and Dulan don't have relics from many battlefields in your hands, and the technology gained from them cannot be shared with him. After all, the Emperor He did not play an important role in the defeat of the war."

There seemed to be a transparent arrow pointing towards Toru backward.

"Why is he out there?" the voice of the little angel Zongri came from behind.

The atmosphere became less depressing for a while.

The Gillest's name was Zongru, a native of Randan, and a personal guard of the original body.

Terra was divided between ancient warlords.

In order to complete his rule, Russ created weak genetically modified warriors called Thunder Warriors. These warriors were even smaller and braver than the current Gillest, and the best among them were enough to compete with the Imperial Guards and yet come out on top. "

"Do you still remember these ruins you saw under Terra?" Chaoche said, "these hidden truths."

Only if the cable is not broken frequently can the flashing bring a lot of light.

"King, why did you say that?" Zong Ru asked with confusion on his face.

The light changes from red to green.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the white enclosed space, and the atmosphere seemed uninviting.

In that war, suddenly there wouldn't be so few wild wolves out of control.

The star's light finally returned to the small underground area, passed through the window, and fell under the stove filled with a dazzling array of vegetables and meat. If you squinted your eyes, you could see the fine dust rising and falling in the golden beam.

That was where the angels and Leviathan beast mechas would later compete with each other. It was common to see these Leviathan infantry combat mechas disappear every day.

A little angel wearing a warm yellow apron inside and white home clothes outside came over.

As time goes by…

Chaoche asked seriously, "But now, can you see us again? Even our records have been classified as top secret."

Then he saw what happened on the battlefield through weak photon projection.

Chaoche said, "The bolt gun in his hand is very useless and has limited power. But no one would regard him as his own heir because of that. The same is true for your original bodies, it's just yours Some brothers are too strong and just choose to deceive themselves.”

After looking at Dulan from top to bottom, he said incredulously.

Outside the Tyrant's private kitchen.

My sister, my little angel is truly a symbol.

Wow!

But when we approach a certain fort.

The spherical machine behind it has not been slightly damaged, and the data outside has not been deleted by the Iron Priest of the Wolf Group.

The cumulus clouds in the sky also dissipated as the war began.

but now.

Chaoche replied, "The Thunder Warriors were the first enemy Gillest faced before he was born. The Imperial Army and the emerging genetic warriors destroyed the heroes who unified Terra."

The little angel has a completely different look.

"We were wiped out by Ruth himself." Zong Ru said with a sure tone.

Our eyes were red with bloodshot eyes, we were panting, sharp canine teeth were sticking out of our mouths from the outside of our mouths, and spiky wolf fur covered our skin. Our faces are also elongated. The demons in the abyss are special, irrational and terrifying.

But that's hard to say.

Represents the ultimate in force and war.

Chao Che remained silent.

Chao Che did not continue to ask questions.