Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 600 This is a male ...

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"We don't serve the empire." Said the brown -eyed beads, "But you ask yourself, why do you naturally believe that the" Empire "can achieve our order?"

When Koh's masterpiece really realized the meaning of the name "Peitulobo" that he had always ignored by his subconscious ignoring, more than 70,000 Scholes he had put into work was like the composition of the information that blew up the nest. The bee colony takes off from his 99 -nine plural thinking. It shows the data of the underlying psychological layer of the underlying psychological layer that is not easily distorted by below.

After the Grand Sage finally saw what the sage who was still repaired by the sage, after some of the strong drinks did what the core of the data of his enhanced data, he stood slightly and stood upright. He is full of alien technology, the body of steel and flesh and blood stretched out countless weapons and shields. Obviously, what he made before came in was just a drop.

"Really, oh wow, I, Belisa Rylla! It will be deceived by the power of the Asian space! It's a big surprise! So, even Gali Bo Dema is also your leafy dog? He has such a hawk with such mind and sober.

"Uh." The original body sitting behind the desk pressed the buttons behind the desk carefully. The tech shields are separated. I realized something wrong, "You ..."

"He is not human, my master."

The original cast was opened. At the same time, the unusual soldier condensed a dazzling purple spiritual energy on his fist. The colorful clouds, the beautiful glaze floor began to shock at his feet -but it was not cracking like the usual stone. They were indeed cracking politely, but only limited to the thin layer on the surface. The sinister light black and the silver reflection flowing on it, which made the ugly face after the first casting helmet seemed to be even more distressed.

"How to say? First cast. You must admit that your raw body odor collector is sometimes more associative than mechanical creation. It seems that the enhanced surgery I have done for you is good."

This tall gray armored warrior was silent for a moment, and then said, "My olfactory organ tells me, this is a male ..."

"Shut up!" The soul of the fourth primary body opposite him roared as if he was stepped on his tail, as if suddenly standing in front of a wind tunnel, a large number of high -speed protocol data stream broke out from the other party. R violet bombarding the link between the power armor and the original casting of the original.

"Ha! Space Dead Technology! I am ..." I am ... "

"Of course, of course you will be familiar with this. Because this will be part of your great cause."

The brown -eyed Pituraberry laughed. No other adjectives could replace the vocabulary. He was like a patient hunting dog finally caught a rabbit waiting for a long time, and the blue eyes were sitting behind the desk, Concentrated on listening to the dialogue and looked back and forth, the two were facing each other, and it obviously paid great attention to the appearance of the original ash.

When the silver metal flowing under the black stone under the cracked floor began to float in the silver metal like a variety of shapes and lights, the loyal and green colors groaned, his surging spiritual energy Li has just caused abnormalities in the air that can be visible to the naked eye, but now it suddenly disappears like a real bubble.

"It is Blackstone, owner, my power is limited." The first cast of the original cast stretched out his hand to pull his weapon. His tall body bowed slightly, showing that he was preparing to explode.

"What? This is unreasonable. Many things in this office cannot be compatible with anti -spiritual power ..."

"That's just your insights. You don't understand Space Dead Technology at all."

Petrabo BC seems to be able to use this sentence to fight against Kobe's happiness beyond his usual interest. As one of the most familiar with him, Lamazann realized that there must The things he knew had happened between the two in front of him, but as far as he was concerned, intuitively, he was more interested in the big block of the gray -the head of the original cast?

"I have a space necromancer technology obtained from hundreds of planets in the entire laboratory! No one among humans knows how to use it better than me! How dare you insult me ​​and my genius!"

"Can you say this loudly? Or is it because you find that we are not the empire here, do you say it is so loud?" What was questioned was Mr. Lamanenen, but Petura BC seemed to hear that he heard even more. Happy.

"Get? You say nicely. You always criticize your friends who don't think about, and only archeological and ink. But why don't you say that you have opened hundreds of tombs in the world and stole the necromancer technology? This thief, you even use them so much, too much, too much, really, are they easy to use? Self -confidence, consider you forever, and think that you are a genius -well, you are indeed, but you are still too negative. "

"What right do you have to say that? Arrogance is used to describe boring and mediocre people, and I am arrogant because I am Belisarius Cawl. Belisarius Cawl is qualified to be arrogant because I am the chief spokesperson of Om Messiah!"

The Coronal Cannon of the Dominant Archmagos was fully charged at this time. As he said this, he fired at the strange twins of Perturabo. At the same time, the Primaris, who seemed to be rushing to the desk, pulled out the phase combat knife on his thigh, rushed to the secret door on the wall next to him, and stabbed it in. The phase blade flashed and rearranged the structure of matter and space. Then the door that emerged from the wall was tightly grasped by the fingers of the Primaris. He ignored the flowing metal that climbed and began to bite his gauntlet, and after forcing a gap, he lifted his leg and kicked open the door of the side suite.

"Master! Here!" The tall warrior shouted, while grabbing the mechanical tentacles that Belisarius stretched out to him, and began to run with his master to other exits of the side suite that seemed to be fortified.

[Oh! He is more powerful than I thought before! No wonder Felix and the others said he was ‘Caw’s Monster’ in the book. Pepe, we have to get him! The main thing is that I suddenly remembered that we can’t let Cawl take him around! The gene seed of the Primaris Prime must not fall into Fabius Bile’s hands this time! 】

【It’s a bit difficult, but if you want to get him, it’s not difficult at all. 】 The border collie snorted in their hearts, 【Belissa has been away from Mars for too long, and he has installed too many necromancy patches on himself. You see, I will soon cast a magic that will make him obey. 】

【Speaking of which, this brings up another question that I didn’t have time to ask him, that is, how did he ensure that no one would go in to check the facilities he left on Mars when others were not there, and no one would find out what he was doing? Even if it is fully automated production, this starts at hundreds of thousands, super long-term and super large number of cryostasis chambers and repeated operations. Is this Martian oil guy who wants to physically annihilate his opponent in academic debates so moral that no one will check and find out what he is doing? 】

【...Don't think too much, think about something good. Now we can intercept some of the good things he has made. 】

【What about the part we didn't keep...? 】

【Of course, it has to be sent to Macragge to be delivered to Guilliman who has a heavy responsibility. Ha, who made him have to complete this "Camino de Santiago"? The number of his offspring is indeed not enough to feed the greedy galaxy. 】

【Ah... Alas, but isn't this just right? We can also bring some new blood or gene seeds and Primaris technology to Conrad's descendants. I vaguely remember that they have been suffering from the inability to replenish enough troops, and Curze can't provide them with gene seeds from the Primarch now, but Valer is quite good at pharmacist technology, he should be able to learn Primaris technology. Let me think about it, it would be better to send some vehicles and storm birds...】

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[Why don't you talk, Pepe baby? ]

[……]

[Pepe? ]

[Let me finish the current things before talking about this! ]

[Oh. Oh. Good. 】

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"A pathetic collection of lost souls, who created a monster like you through countless illegal brain enhancements. But you died long ago, Belisarius, and now you are nothing more than an obsession driven by the phantom of a person who doesn't want to die. In this sense, the fact that you can still create these Primaris Space Marines and equipment is indeed worthy of the minds of those genius scholars who built you."

The tall Primarch with brown eyes and pale skin strode towards the doorway in the kicked wall, where Cawl and his creations had discovered that the doors and walls here had all been super-standard reinforced. Someone had embedded phase field generators in the walls at all costs, reversing their weapon properties, making any attack on them completely ineffective.

"How dare you call me a monster?! What kind of lunatic would decorate the bunker next to his office into one that is stronger than the reactor room of a space battleship?!"

He pointed at the seemingly transparent and fragile floor-to-ceiling viewing window that he had just fired at. This thin and transparent stained glass window that looked like it could be smashed with a fist was hit by the radiation high temperature at close range, but it only showed a temperature increase of two degrees Celsius in his thermal imaging vision.

"What material is this?! This can be used to make anti-melt armor! Such a perfect high-temperature defense! You actually used it to make a viewing window! A waste of natural resources! You are a monster!"

The Great Sage raised his only flesh and blood arm to express his disbelief, and the Primaris Prime took a defensive posture in the face of more and more enemies.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one forum, one 6, one 9!

He was alone, still looking very depressed, but calmly facing the blue eyepieces that lit up one after another from the open niches: the elegant wall panels around this cozy lounge and small restaurant hide a whole team of iron ring mechs, whose heights are even taller than the first cast, which are already taller than ordinary space marines. These mechs are fully armed, and the combination of storm shields and thunder hammers looks very oppressive in this confined space.

"Obey or die."

The machine soldiers' loudsters play a monotonous and emotional mechanical synthetic sound, and they are neat. As the footsteps of their steel approached, they hit everyone's minds, "obey, or die. .) ""

Obviously Belisa Rickel is not a weak and leisurely, Petrabo BC has seen countless times in his own cockpit in just a few seconds in his own cockpit. Habits, walking, attacking, and even trying to use their own code data to wrap these machine soldiers connected to his mind--

[(Gutaira Rough)! Lamazann! Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Why is the port still online?? Intersection .

Then even the existence after the curtain scared the moment.

Then the head of the original cast seeing the inconceivable Belisa Rylus Kohn's unified sages suddenly stiff, and then all the alarm lights and the alarm bees on his body sounded sharply. In the hot steam, what rivets were cracking, and even worse, he also smelled a faint but suspicious expired protein that began to gradually become cooked and degenerated -they came from Calle's red robe hood.

"What did you do?!"

"(Olympia's rough mouth), see what you (Olympia's rough mouth)!"

The only two or two in the room roared at the same time.

"See the ghost." Petula BC said, "Do you want to save Kuror? Then listen to my instructions."

"How do I know that you will save him if you listen to you?"

"Of course you can choose to think that I am lying or chose to resist resistance." Petula BC BC's voice was cold like an ice cold hell under absolute zero, "But tell me, if I say I can't save Bailey, I can't save Bailey. Saylie Calle, do you think you can? "

Tall Gray Armor thought silently.

Before he had time to speak, the twin bodies of the brown -brown eyes steel warrior at the opposite side spoke again.

"I know you have always been very very painful. I also know what you have always wanted. And what do you think of Kohl."

Hawan, the head of the original cast, looked up at him.

"I also know how long you have worked for Corlon." Petrabo BC said, and hurriedly turned to lift his legs and rushed to the desk used by his body. "Don’t forget, Kohn started to copy the manufacture things is not you or the original Star Fighter ..."

He paused, "What he wanted to try from the beginning was 'genetic original body'."

Petrabo BC frowned for what he saw in the office.