Warhammer: Start with a dog

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Calixis Sector, Wandering Port

Today, the queue in the square in front of the delicious and nutritious restaurant was unusually short of about twenty feet of people queuing at the end.

Although no one is willing to give up their spot in the queue to receive the sacred hot water, there are always families with too many children who are permanently understaffed. Among them, those who have the most plans for their children’s future have to go to the hospital today for their own children. Asking for an extra blessing from God and regretting its absence.

The reason for this rare phenomenon is that today it is said that the noble and merciful masters of the Holy Communion Land were invited by the state church in Hong Kong - more than a hundred branch sects of the state church here were eventually labeled as heretics and shocked in the long process. After fear, questioning, verification, debate, abuse, pulling, fighting and assassination, they reached an internal truce agreement.

In the end, Wandering Harbor Cathedral took the lead and solemnly sent a procession of priests and envoys full of honor and sincerity to this place. The origin of this place is still mysterious, but its effect has undoubtedly been proven to protect many people in the void. The souls of the people of the empire, to prevent them from being lost in the unknown world of darkness and alienity. The owners of the restaurant and the light shop opposite it, the ancient Carosini trader dynasty, issued an invitation, inviting them to send representatives to go together today. A cathedral was built in the central fortress, where preaching of the glory of the Holy Emperor was carried out.

The event will also compare the preaching and gathering of lost souls from both sides in order to decide who has the highest priority in exegesis in this remote place - yes, the state church is the state church, but you don't look at what it is. How many bolters do local and fellow "loyal" opponents have.

So the Carosini Dynasty sent the confident and high-spirited Black Templar Priest Brother Geratos and the former Imperial Fist Priest Brother Likaiwen, who is now very stable and unfazed by honor and disgrace, to "preach it." How did our great lord bring the light of protection and glory to this place?" and by the way, Loken and Togaton at the door "accidentally" mentioned "it is said that who went to listen to the two emperors' angels of death" "

Perturabo BC commented on the actions of the Ecclesiarchy: "Obviously, because the things we provide for mortals here are too effective when crossing the subspace ocean and the darkness at the edge of the galaxy, the group of magicians are quite anxious. That’s why I made this decision.”

As for Lamizane, as soon as he heard the words "We will deliver eggs", he firmly believed that even if Brother Geratos announced on the spot that the opponent was a heretic, he would not lose the debate conference.

"If that's the case, then why didn't the state church choose to issue a heresy trial order against us, violently ban us or use violent agencies to arrest us? And the state church seems to be able to summon the battle sisters of the Sisters here to assist? Although it's completely I don’t remember the details, but I’m pretty sure that the State Church of the Calixis Sector is definitely not a good person, and this sector seems to have... Let me think about it... Well, it shouldn’t be the Silver Shroud... Yes, the Sisters of the Ebon Holy Grail! They should be stationed here."

The name mentioned by Lamizane made Perturabo BC's long eyebrows rise by about two millimeters. The dog tapped the input device twice, "Hmm. Although it is the Ebony Holy Grail, it is only fifty They are just nuns. Moreover, the residence of these fifty nuns is thousands of miles away from Roaming Port. According to the information sent back by Macadu, the Grand Inquisitor here has no intention of using the armed forces of the Sisters to intervene in any conflict. They were all very cautious, which is probably one of the reasons why we didn’t see them.”

"Well, it's a shame that I haven't actually met a member of the Sisters of Battle. So why isn't there any other action?"

"You think there isn't?" Perturabo BC sneered at this, "Okay, let's use an analogy."

He operated the robot arm of his car to slightly open the curtains and pointed at the scenery and people outside.

"Did you see that young girl?"

"I saw it. She seems to admire you very much. Have I seen her around here at least five or six times recently? Every time she shyly holds roses and letterheads. Sometimes she will leave you with roses. The poetry of flowers.”

"Come on." The original body of the Iron Warrior, who now had black and white fur, sneered again, "She doesn't admire us or devoutly come here every day to write hymns to me. The spikes of the roses even contain genetic sample collectors. Very A neat gadget, but not an imperial one. This girl is one of the Inquisitors, an Acolyte agent sent to spy on us, though she does a pretty good job for a newbie."

"Ah? Oh, wait a minute, (whisper) LOGOS, where is the built-in recorder? This is the first time I have seen a mortal acolyte with such a normal appearance. Let me take a photo to commemorate it... Wait a minute, you How did you find out...Then you still keep her..."

"This girl is not a big threat, and the master behind her is very patient. She also abides by her duties and does not cross the prescribed red line, so I will keep her to see what she and the master behind her want to do. I am not afraid of the enemy, but I don’t need to create anything extra.”

"That's right. We need to have fewer enemies and more friends."

The dog nodded naturally, then turned his gaze to the other side, "As for the bugs that appear from time to time but have neither patience nor respect and courtesy towards me..."

They watched helplessly as they watched in the distance, outside the mezzanine eaves of a warehouse filled with goods, a vague human figure seemed to emerge from the transparent air, struggling painfully for a few seconds - and then something passed by, taking the The invisible figure, whose limbs drooped limply, was dragged back into the darkness.

Although it was very fast, Lamizane still recognized what it was: it was the former Star Knight, the new blood adjutant Maxim who is now "Silver (Steel) Color (Iron) Skull (Brave) Bone (Soldier)" A small side face turned away.

"Wait a minute, that's not the one I bought before..."

"Those are the Dornish stone brats under my command. I transported them here and scattered them on the Wandering Port and the surrounding asteroids. They were responsible for covert tracking, listening and clearing operations. - Let the Black Templars do this. They couldn't help shouting various slogans, and each of them had their weapons chained to their wrists! The Sons of Olympia who followed me were severely lacking in numbers, and even if the Destiny Steel could operate, they still needed to keep people. Guard. Not to mention the iron ring, even a special model like the West...'Whiterace' is not necessary to do this kind of thing. The purpose of retaining the characteristics of each legion is to ensure appropriate strategic deployment. Make the best use of everything, use good steel on the blade, instead of using a stalker to gnaw hard bones or a heavy firepower corps champion to carry out assassinations. "

Perturabo lowered the curtains and used a mechanical arm to lift the milk cup in front of him and bring it to his furry mouth. "Although according to the outdated Astartes Bible, the 10th Company is indeed a scout. , I didn’t choose them just because of this, because we only have their size and equipment that are most suitable for this kind of activity. Moreover, I only recently retrieved them from the bottom of the Destiny Steel, and it’s time to let them out for a walk. Let’s test the training results.”

"...Wait a minute, what else is in the bottom warehouse of the Destiny Steel? Isn't it various inventories, water tanks, fuel and that kind of garbage disposal device? I thought we had dealt with it last time? When did you..."

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that the bottom warehouse may not have been properly cleaned for more than six thousand years when we left Medlengard, so I asked them to wear the reconnaissance armor newly developed by Decima's armory and The weapons went down again to clean and inventory the goods on the lower deck to do a practical test of the new equipment, and by the way to exercise their physical fitness and daily affairs abilities - after all, I am the tenth company commander, and I have the right to decide how to smash these cobblestones into sharp spearheads. Or a nice dip pen tip.”

The dog took a satisfied sip of the ice milk brought to his mouth by the robotic arm, and licked the tip of his nose, "Ah, I should say it, although I thought you bought them out of habit and inexplicable cold kindness. , but now I find it feels surprisingly good to mold the stones of Dorne into my shape with steel.”

Lamizane muttered, "You are now using Dorne's wetware on the flagship to train a bunch of Dorne's descendants as the teacher of the machine spirit Magna Dorn... Well... I don't It's easy to say, but the descendant of Dorn... should at least be able to withstand pressure. Speaking of Sage Decima, why doesn't he come out to communicate with his colleagues here? There’s probably a lot of news about the lost world here.”

"Desima is an independent sage who belongs to the Order of Origin. And the Order of Origin and Mars... tsk, strictly speaking, they cannot be considered to be together." Perturabo BC showed a look at this With a rather profound expression, he said, "When the members of the Yuanhuan Order left Mars... to use an inappropriate metaphor, maybe you can understand that their relationship with Mars was a bit like my first... The nomadic fleet exiled by the nineteen younger brothers, Krax, is just that the Order of Origin has not yet been labeled as a heretic by the empire."

"This is really a simple and clear explanation, I understand. The learned and talented Perturabo baby! Even the secret of Clarks is known! Since the Source Return Order and Mars are not so confrontational, it is no wonder that Decima Sage is here He served on your flagship. I was wondering before that if he belonged to the Dark Mechanicus, why he looked so... quite... in all aspects..."

"It's normal, right? He's just very keen on the research of war and weapons. The Minamoto Order likes to study this aspect very much, so I provided him with a position in the armory, an undisturbed research place, and a place where he can study from time to time. With the benefit of playing chess with me, with the help of Magna's computing power and stable space, his research has made great progress. This is one of the reasons why he has been staying here instead of devoting himself to the most difficult endless battle. one."

"Sage Decima... To be honest, his name is actually a little familiar to me, but I can't remember where I have read about his life or experiences. ...Besides, I am very curious about your sons. Do they all look like you?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"I just suddenly remembered that some of the original body's gene seeds, as far as I know, will make the descendants more and more like him over time? Of course, I am very sure that the Alpha Legion does not have this problem."

The dog's bright dark brown eyes looked at his body in front of him inquiringly, "You have suddenly been thinking more like this recently. Are you sensing something or is the environment here making you feel too boring?"

"Because I've been seeing more and more people recently, I've used my...your brain a little bit, so my thinking has become more active."

Primarch Bian Mu pricked up his ears, "People, the flood of thoughts can even affect... This is also... Well, most of my sons will look like me, but there are also some quite eye-catching coincidences. I usually Seen as a darkly humorous satire on everything our biological father built."

"For example?"

"For example, in addition to the pronunciation of Shanto's name and the name of a certain Salamander Chapter Master, I also have several sons who serve as war blacksmiths. They are named Korvax, Kalfaran, and Fei Los Ironclaw, and there is also a son who looks like he was adopted from Fulgrim’s Third Legion, his name is Tolamino.”

Lamizane was stunned for a moment and burst out laughing, "Oh my god Pepe, I never knew you had such a strong sense of humor! That's great! I hope I have the opportunity to meet them later, hahahaha."

"Oh, I think you won't be able to see some of them." The dog flexed his paws and scratched the fur around his mouth, "But maybe you will see a few of them."

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When Soltarn finally arrived at the scene of the teaching accident under Callan-Gol with manpower, both the accident and the demon had been basically dealt with by a certain angry war blacksmith.

Toramino, who was so angry that he lost face and dignity that he was deformed (physically), gave full play to the bonus effect of intense emotional power in the Eye of Terror - that is, even Blood Heart later even obtained his Demon weapons, axes and whips also failed to stop him from retreating under the intensive close-range shooting of siege missiles and the completely lifeless and crazy slashing attacks of the siege master. Finally, he was struck by a powerful long-handled broadblade. The shovel flew away half of his head, and then he roared at the fact that he was driven back behind the curtain.

In the midst of the chaos, the students had climbed to the cave platform on one side, and watched with a new sense of awe that the building had returned to the form it had been put into on the most arduous and extreme frontline siege battlefield 10,000 years ago. A terminator master used a violent saturation attack that was equally cruel to his own life and that of the enemy, and only used any means to achieve the purpose of destruction, blasting the opponent, his demon armor, and half of the mine here into a pile. Full tutorial demonstration of Ruins' close-in-the-face firepower and melee polearms.

"I'm beginning to think that Professor Toramino is really powerful now." Samokan and his friends murmured while sketching, "This method of exorcism is so immediate and easy to learn! It's much bigger than memorizing it." Duan Da Duan’s incantation is much clearer! I think this method is more suitable for me.”

+...(a strange and complicated mood swing of schadenfreude) +

Aquilon, the giant King of the Skinless nodded, "Cut! Kill!" he announced, "Learn from the professor to kill stronger and harder! As long as you kill more, you will win!"

Uriel, who had silently listened to the conversation, had already begun to hold his forehead and think about how to get the two students' brains back in the cultural courses he was responsible for next.

He only felt a dull pain in his head.