Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 389 Well... at least he is a champion chosen by God

"Angron - Lord! Good morning! Ah! You are so heroic and flawless today!"

Here we go again.

The accusatory eyes of the second captain and his peers made the ninth captain, brother Oliphosius, who is also the master of the Chapter Pharmacist Association and the actual head of pharmacists in the entire system, hang his head in shame.

Damn it! !

Why did I agree to let him leave the infirmary and go to Wandering Port in a daze? !

I should have continued to report that he had not recovered and pushed the sedative to the maximum so that this perverted scourge would lie there quietly until he died!

In this way, we would not have to endure this kind of lunatic who harassed the father of genes like us in person every day and acted so freely and arrogantly in front of us!

But thinking of the long-missing comrade who was still lying in the infirmary and had not yet woken up, as well as the other unfortunate captives who had been rescued and were receiving more physical and psychological treatment, Oliphosius sighed secretly in his helmet.

At a certain time and place on the other side of the galaxy, Chief Captain Kahn, who was untying the iron chains on his wrists that were wetted by the blood of the enemy and began to slip, and tied them up again, suddenly felt a strange feeling of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Forget it, at least... at least he is a champion chosen by God who came to the door... at least with his guards around, he can serve as a meat shield for the father of genes in the first time.

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Only this member who was also a former child of the Emperor could rush over and temporarily drag the reluctant Lu·I really want to recognize my new father·Xius back. Even the chief steward of the imperial court, the sacred and fearless elder Rilanor, could not convince Lucius. Instead, he was almost angry with him and wanted to open his newly replaced plasma cannon on the spot to clean up the door for the court swordsman.

Can you really just watch and endure it?

Looking at Lucius, who almost wanted to kiss the ring on the finger of their gene father with his lips, but was turned over by the helpless red-haired monarch to touch his silver hair and smiled and left with satisfaction, Oliphos felt that this might be the biggest long-term test in his career as a space warrior.

As a result, everyone had to appease the elder Rilanor, who was rarely angry but very difficult to appease when angry. When they came to their senses, Lucius had already stuck to their gene father again - so annoying!

- Anyway, he would come again as long as he got the chance and was free.

The old warrior with gray hair but still vigorous looked around vigilantly. Everything was normal, there were only dead enemies and living comrades.

For the sake of the Primarch and the Lord of Iron! They couldn't launch a defensive weapon array on the Thunderhawk that Lucius was riding! God knows how much they wanted to do this!

Oliphosius has recently received several cases of hand injuries caused by excessive hitting of sandbags and wooden stakes in the medical room.

Yes, it has faded. Because Lucius had been treated for a long time before, his physical data was very complete and detailed here in Oliphosius, but now it is easy to see that the places that were originally excellent but still had some normal small flaws have obviously moved towards the ideal value compared to before. Although not much, there are indeed systemic changes in the whole body.

In the report, Oliphosius believed that this discovery may still need to be observed whether it was caused by pollution. The only reason is that this change did not repair the scars on Lucius's body-although they were all healed, the skin and flesh were intact, and would not affect the swordsman's strength and speed, but the shape and size of the wounds were completely left on the swordsman's smooth body, like some kind of tattoo record.

The court swordsman gracefully performed a swordsman's etiquette to his idol. If nothing else, at least after he came back from the Relentless Flame, the already elegant movements of this Astartes, who was famous for his swordsmanship, have indeed improved a step further, becoming... rhythmic and pleasing to the eye.

Sighed.

Oliphosius had once tried to measure his steps and movements in preparation for verbal attacks, but the pharmacist brother was horrified to find that Lucius, at least in the physical aspect of the Astartes, might have indeed reached a certain perfection.

The pharmacist withdrew his thoughts.

His body shape, like the Emperor's Children, is usually thin among the Space Marines, which is in line with the characteristics of his gene seed and the habit of using a relatively fast power sword as a weapon, but the natural proportion problems of his bones and muscles or some minor, normal asymmetries and other characteristics that humans should have have all begun to fade.

...But this is a detail that the Iron Lord and Lord Angron have jointly strictly ordered not to reveal. Of course, His Highness Ramezane specifically mentioned to Oliphocius the seriousness of the matter and how his infirmary should respond if Lucius needs to be retrieved again, so the Ninth Captain is very clear about the severity of the situation.

Fortunately, the other former Emperor's Children officers did their best to show all their cousins ​​in the first few days that they were absolutely normal, very normal, and "only Lucius is abnormal!", which prevented them from falling into a situation where their collective reputation was harmed, but Lucius's personal reputation is now obviously irreparable.

Oliphocius, who was forced by Lucius, thought to the pharmacist who had never had such a vicious thought in his life.

It's really despairing. How could a friendly army that actually did nothing big let things develop to this extent.

"Thank you for your generous praise, Lucius." The voice of the Supreme Tyrant of Nuquelia is still as strong and soothing as the warm sun on a person's back in winter, "What is the important thing for you here today? If not, then You can go with me to the Destiny Steel in a moment, I am going to meet my brothers today."

His medical arm was ready to move again.

Even Ms. Lotala Salin's mood became very bad, which in turn led to the delay in the improvement of various facilities on the Desert Ark——

And in the eyes of his brothers' condemnation and confusion, he quietly withdrew his medical arm and the anesthetic injection on it.

So Oliposius could see what Lucius endured or was done on the Ruthless Flame in order to find the whereabouts of his lost comrades in Iron Heart. In addition to the huge circular wound on his chest and the tooth marks all over his body, the swordsman also has a complete circle of slaughter and cutting marks under the neck seal of his power armor, like...

All I can say is... I hope Brother Tarvitz, a member of the Iron Lord's Honor Guard, will be on duty early today.

……Really?

Oliposius saw Lucius wearing a suit of finely carved power armor that was obviously customized for him. It was shining with silver and gold, and was decorated with flowers and branches. It also shamelessly wrote something like "For the most perfect Ange in the world." "Lord Long, I am willing to go to hell to fetch water for you" and other scrolls, following with admiration the tall and majestic figure of the father of genes with a look of helplessness.

"What's wrong with you? Lord Kahn, are there any remaining enemies nearby that haven't been cleaned up yet?"

"No." Iron Heart's Primarch Guard Captain, Chapter Champion, and First Company Commander savored and thought about it again, and replied to the warriors beside him, "It's just a weird feeling of blood surge, I need Calm down the excitement caused by the battle, everything is fine, maybe I am too worried. "