Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 95 Guilliman is attacked on the eve of the Emperor's Day of Advent or the Sanguinius Da

Chapter 95: The Eve of the Emperor's Day or Sanguinius Day Special: Guilliman is Assaulted-

Sometime between the 41st and 43rd millennium.

A psychic priest, Guilliman, and his friends walked into the officers' mess of the Destined Steel.

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His unconscious use of psychic vision revealed a horrific scene that would make anyone without a strong mind go crazy and turn into a chaos egg on the spot - this crowded cafeteria was filled with the aura of chaos comparable to the realm of evil gods.

The divine power of the four evil gods spread and clashed here unbridled. Each Astartes wielding a dinner plate and wearing steel-silver power armor flashed with at least one kind of light blessed by the devil.

"Ultramar..." Robert Guilliman groaned in disbelief as his shocked brain finally confirmed for the hundredth time what his eyes were seeing.

His next action was, of course, to charge while drawing his dagger - oh, and then he found that he had drawn a priest's scepter.

No, since this place is like this, why is there still a priest? No, I can't think about it.

But this will not have much impact on what I will do first to pour out the wrath of the empire on the traitors. I can still - what else? He fumbled at his waist and tried to pull out his pistol - A heavy book under the robe at the waist? Strange, when was this hung up? But it's very hot to the touch -

So he glanced down very logically and naturally.

Robert Guilliman would wake up at night for countless centuries to come, regretting why he had touched and looked at it.

“————————!!!!!”

The dazzling spiritual energy expanded, and the surface melted into a sphere, like a dangerous and beautiful crack of light at the moment before the star exploded. Then, a huge halo shock wave exploded.

"Wow."

His two companions stood at the door, and at some point they already had a whole plate of hot cinnamon butter apple and peach pie in their hands. One of them was holding more - a huge roasted bird - Well it could also be baking some kind of giant bipedal dinosaur - and baking cookies and cakes.

Colorful defensive shields, anti-psionic stances, and sirens were triggered. In addition to overturned tables and chairs, there were also people lying on the ground.

They quickly picked out their companion, then carried him away as if nothing had happened.

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"You did a great job, Robert!"

The dazed Guilliman was pushed into a comfortable armchair by invisible hands.

"Here, you earned this! Ha! I bet those stupid boys didn't even see who surprised them! What an 'Omar's victory of justice'! Hehe."

Then someone cut a large pie for him that was full of aroma and smelled delicious and placed it in front of him.

"What do you want to drink? I'm very happy today, so in addition to spiced Reca coffee, rose water, apricot pulp and skimmed Steiger milk, we can also have some of my treasured Terra tea leaves!"

"But you didn't tell him that using psychic powers there is a serious violation."

"So what, by the time they remember to track it down and go through the process and approval procedures, these delicious foods will have disappeared."

Uselma Atla squinted her eyes in contentment as she poured rose syrup on it and sprinkled it with sweet raisins before taking a big mouthful of hot pie.

"Yes, but I will never miss the review, confession, review, confinement afterwards..."

The psychic consultant immediately interrupted "Dorn" who was picking up the tea cup.

"Don't mention these spoiling things on this rare day!"

Guilliman finally remembered something of what had just happened. He carefully moved his hips on his seat and looked at the book from the corner of his eye.

The book is not there.

There hung the plasma pistol just as he had left the room.

Someone patted him.

Roboute Guilliman looked up, Dorne's bright pale blue iris eyes staring back at him.

"Don't worry, Robert," he said. "It'll be over soon."

"Have a bite and then go."

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In the solemn temple of Macragge.

The Ultramarines gathered worriedly under the stasis stand shrine where their genetic father rested. Chapter Master Calgar was surrounded by all the Chapter Masters who could come on Macragge. To his left It is the chief think tank, Tigris. On his right side stands the captain of the house, Captain Pissia. Next to him is Cato Sicarius, followed by the master of forging Finneas, and the quartermaster. Recruit mentor, and first company commander Agaman.

The most respected member of the Ultramarines, Chaplain Otan Cassius, Lord of the Sanctuary and Guardian of the Chapter's soul, was solemnly burning incense, performing rituals and chanting loudly to Robert Guilliman's shrine in front of them. Recite prayers.

With the pastor's enthusiastic and pious voice, the haze lingering on everyone's brows dissipated a lot:

The body of their genetic father was shaking to pieces, and there seemed to be smaller black shadows inside it, and it began to gradually condense towards its original entity.

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postscript

A comfortable, secret and unreachable space aboard the Destiny Steel

"As it turns out, you had a great time today and teased our brothers to your heart's content. In fact, you are still worried about Nicaea and what happened next, so you used your magic to let Guilliman participate in the experience, right? "

"Haha, why don't we come and try this piece of synthetic buffalo milk... Yes, I still feel resentful about it!" After Uselma Atla failed to quibble, she went straight to the crime, and when she came into contact with the person opposite His eyes immediately dropped by half his head.

"So you are still exactly the same as before! You are extremely confident and love to do dangerous operations, and then let others wipe your ass." On the side opposite him, the dog sneered and finished typing the voice and used his tongue on a plate of rich custard. He rolled it into his mouth in one breath and then licked his lips.

"How can there be any dangerous operation?! I have clearly taken all security and preparation measures this time, and the location I chose is very..."

"What I say is a dangerous operation is a dangerous operation! And the key point is the location!!!" Perturabo barked and roared while recording voice into the backpack device, and the rumble of the bass bark echoed into thunderclouds under the dome. In a voice like that, "You (Olympia expletive), don't you know what you are doing?! If you didn't know how inappropriate it was, would you have chosen that place to do it?!"

"Uh..." The seemingly thin mortal grasped his sleeves tightly and defended himself weakly, "That's not it. I think, after repeated verification, the new connection has replaced -"

"Although I don't like Magnus showing off his psychic powers and his little tricks like a fool ("Hey! Who is the fool?!"), but from what I've checked here, he did do it this time No more caution, there will be no next time. Calm down, Perturabo."

Someone from the shadows spoke.

"Hmph! To put it lightly! Workload! Who is doing this extra workload?!" The dog turned his head and stared at the guy who spoke menacingly. The other person immediately closed his mouth and started to roll his eyes.

"So -" Dog walked to the table, Man stood up, and approached his mortal brother, "When will you train that one out and start gathering your warriors? We need the underground network and sect of the Thousand Sons Power—damn, we need more men!”

"...You want him to be a priest, and you want him to be the chief think tank, and you want him to be the affairs officer. Are you asking too much from the body of an Astartes? He is an Astartes, not us."

"Then stop drinking your damn Prospero-esque afternoon tea and come help me crunch the numbers."

"I believe I will be able to finish the second part of the course soon and start the third part of targeted training."

"snort!"

Gua.

happy holidays!

It’s Christmas alone, but it’s great to have beef rice with a sweet person!

I just didn’t expect that the effect of drinking buffalo milk would make me look hideous.

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