Chapter 593 It’s a Waste if You Don’t Take It
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"Flattery is the maid of sin." - Ancient Terra Proverbs
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When Konrad Curze finally got tired of trying to tear apart and skin every Adeptus Astartes ship loyal to the Empire that came to Macragge's airspace, including the people and the ship (don't ask a man who has Severtarion) ·His Royal Highness, the Primarch of the Enterprise, how to skin the ship) temperament. On the contrary, with the help of Sai, he was commanding his thirteenth brother's group of blue little ones who didn't know what kind of misfortune would befall them. Cubs.
They guided more ships of the war group that broke through the chaotic and violent torrent of the High Sky to arrive at Macragge before the end of the assembly period to enter the port and berth, and then went through a series of reception, inspection, accommodation and other procedures.
Although these visitors also included a few members of other founding groups, as time went by, the vast majority of those who came from as far away as the Maelstrom and the surrounding star fields were sub-groups of the Ultramarines.
From the White Archons who rule the two kings to the Nova Warriors, from Thalasa's Void Trident to the Silver Templar, and from the Dooming Eagle to the mysterious Ascetic Chapter, there are as many as dozens ("Even if I can see me... I think Guilliman... maybe we can take his gene-seed to Honso and use it to enhance our... ...Okay, father, I'm kidding.") The members of the Chapter who inherited Guilliman's genetic blood gradually heard about what happened on Macragge, that their genetic Primarch was resurrected, expelled Chaos, and recovered. After the great rebirth of the planet, they immediately crossed the dangerous sea of stars regardless of the cost, trudged here, and gathered here.
Every warrior and son waits with excitement to meet their genetic father, a living son of the Emperor, a human god who walks among them, and looks forward to honoring him with his presence and serving under his command. As his descendant, he followed his orders and set out for the Star Sea, using his courage and glory to bring greater glory and more glorious victory to the original body that they had praised for thousands of years.
According to rumors, every warrior who walked into the audience hall, regardless of the traditional culture of his group, age, combat experience or original personality, when they finished their audience and walked out of the door, they had changed from the past. Coming out of any shadow, pain, darkness or confusion, a new mental outlook gave them new vitality. They can't wait to prepare for the next grand ceremony and the glorious journey that will follow. .
But when the Eighth Primarch turned his attention to the names in the latest submission list that he turned over in his hand, he laughed out loud again.
"What's wrong with you, father? I thought such boring work had drained away your joy. What could make you so happy? If it's a joke suitable for children, please feel free to share it. Otani has already Depleted my bedtime story stash.”
The smile immediately disappeared from the pale original face like morning dew illuminated by the sun, and now only mockery and anger remained on his face, "Then you can explain to her in detail how you delicately put that The story about the governor's daughter being skinned alive for three days and three nights and having her scream angrily into the global communications network, I think she's guaranteed not to move."
"It's surprising, my lord, your humor and your knowledge seem to have grown in direct proportion. The high level of education provided by Thessa Guarsa and the Iron Blood once again surprised me. Maybe the mission will not be so good When I'm nervous, I should send Otani to Thesaguarsa to be educated by Ms. Octavia for a while, or send her to Wanderport to receive the nine-year compulsory education they recently started. This sounds very good. ”
"I didn't bring you back from the endless war and the deepest darkness just to show you your little pet in front of me every day! Sai!"
The Eighth Primarch snorted coldly. A few strands of his neatly combed black hair fell from his forehead. There was a huge cruiser outside the porthole, blocking the light from the stars. When Severtarion felt something in his heart, he looked at it again. At that time, only the pair of pure black eyes in the shadows reflected the only dark night light in the office, flashing with the light of a bloodthirsty beast.
In that moment of light and darkness, the silk curtains hanging from the ceiling of this elegant cabin suddenly turned into many human skins and human body fragments hanging on chains. The furniture was covered with fresh corpses that had been turned into flat surfaces. The floor turned a deep red, almost black and sticky, with scattered human fragments scattered everywhere.
But when the image of the chief company commander began to transform into a dark blue power armor, the cruiser slowly sailed away, and the star's light shone into the room again. The throne made of flesh and bones looked like nothing more than carved walnut. The shadows of the wooden and ivory decorative panels create an illusion, and the person sitting on it is not the devoured laughing and absurd ghost that dwells on pain, loneliness, fear, loss of control and guilt.
In the pair of bottomless black pupils passed down to every heir, what is hiding behind and peering at the outside world is undoubtedly a rational soul with self-restraint. The kind of light that is truly illuminated by wisdom and morality is basically There is no way to disguise or cover up, it is as dazzling and heartbreaking as the stars in the sky.
So the chief captain of the Eighth Legion, the most outstanding warrior and killer in the Great Crusade, Yago Savitarion held the halberd that slowly appeared in his hand, and slowly lowered it towards the father he loved and deplored the most. Beheaded.
"I have overstepped my bounds, my lord, and I am willing to accept any punishment."
The other party sneered, "Your red gloves don't want to earn it from me so easily, the game. But I can tell you why I laugh."
"So do I have this honor?"
"Look at this." The eighth original bodies kneaded the files in their hands into a ball, and threw it towards the heart armor with the cranial signs of the skull signs.
The latter did not know what the principle was used, so that the chest armor really made a sound similar to that of Tao steel, then reached out and grabbed the paper ball, and then opened it to stare at the content on it.
The next moment, I have learned about what happened before and after the night of the night of the night and her talent that Tosa Gualsa became the new mother star of the midnight lord, as well as the iron ... The Destiny Steel is at least the chief company of part of the inside story and the outside world. The long -lasting corner of his mouth could not help but make the cold smile that was frozen by scars on his face seemed to be more sincere and more honest.
The list of entry into the port on the sheepskin paper was clearly written in the beautiful and correct Gaoge language. Among the extreme soldiers who came to the pilgrimage of the pilgrimage this time, there were "origins" and "silver color" and "silver color. Two void ships of the skull.
"This is ... entertaining them well."
"Ha, I believe the little guy sitting in the Herra Fortress will definitely entertain them."
"Don't we need to pay attention to the origin team? They may start to inquire about the company they missing, or feel something wrong with the contact with us, my owner?"
"Kiriman is not here, as the only primary in the scene, now it is naturally their commander!"
The King of Midnight waved his hand for granted. "I sat on the Mikurag in charge of the deployment, material distribution, transportation and arrangement of all these battles and ships in the next war. Then, of course, I can choose to choose The direction of these soldiers attack! Even if they come to me, can I still order myself to clean up their planets? "
"But." Koz narrowed his eyes and felt the flow of fate that was more and more likely to feel from the height of the sky since the opening of the scarlet road. However, some guys have been excluded from the brocade of destiny completely ... Yes, do n’t take it in white, just like the blessing sometimes more like a curse, and the curse is sometimes blessing.
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"Tomorrow is a celebration parade for" Robert Kiriman's Resurrection and March "."
Makado nodded towards Yulius. "At least I can ensure that even I can not see through your incarnation spells now -it has reached what Magnus used -no, or even can even be able to Speaking of blue is better than blue, the sky is seamless.
"I am very happy to hear you say that, the master. This shows that I have achieved the results of my skills for so long."
With the body size of the original size, he raised his hand and cast his hands as if the natural blue -eyed Rev. Sitting down across the former empire regent, cut a piece from the freshly grilled stone kiln bread that was bigger than ordinary mortal heads, and then wiped the goats on the goat. The sauces made of cheese and Lales, blueberries, etc., then eat quickly without losing elegance. Makardo noticed that the food beverages he chose are still sweet beverages. You should teach as much as possible to eat and eat less sugar. "
"Whether it is Kiriman or you, it is obvious that neither of you will like this exaggerated and consuming money, not to mention that you have found the problem, why do you still promise its super standard holding? "
The voice of the old man contains a trace of blame, but more is persuasion. "It is best not to learn how someone looks like a person. Catch that guy on the spot -this is my current opinion, and I will make such suggestions to you. Of course, if you really like this, it is indeed no harm. "
"Of course not.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
On the opposite side, Yulius had eaten three large pieces of sauce and bread when he was talking, a whole plate of ham, honey melon snacks, and two pots of honey peassers. How speed is like a veteran who once played a hundred battles and forever.
"I am very strange why you put forward such a conservative suggestion, maybe it was influenced by my father? Indeed, pragmatic and efficiency is a higher virtue for us, but the specific problems should be considered in the specific environment. Judging from the current area that has been settled in this area, if we are not such a big fanfare and luxurious, it has been to the extreme of faith worship. If it is announced once, it is likely to have a negative impact on the authority of this matter. What is in line with their common sense, will cause more doubts that need to be explained more afterwards. Such obvious interpretations can be concluded ... "
He stopped suddenly, facing the old man who also showed a smile.
"I'm sorry, Master." Julius said sincerely, "I have been a teacher and guide for a long time in my life, and I always emphasize what I learned from my father, so that I have some inappropriate preaching habits when I don't need to be them. Obviously, the views of viewers like you on the issue of this parade are obvious."
"No, that's good," Malcador said, holding the teacup in front of him more easily, "I am satisfied with your answer, so I don't have to worry about any possible accidents in the most important procedure."
"To the crown you will win." The former Imperial Regent raised his glass to greet the other party.
"To the gift I will keep and give to Master Guilliman." A smile appeared on Julius's lips at the same time, and he raised his glass.
The day after the lunch conversation on the seaside, the grand ceremony and parade began in Magna, the capital of Macragge.
Although it has not been long since the victory in the Temple of Rectification, and the interior of the Hera Fortress still needs to be rebuilt, and there are still a large number of wounded and sick people who have not recovered, the number of soldiers and ships that have arrived is also increasing, and the burden on the local area has been increased invisibly.
However, the mortal governor of Macragge, who has become very idle and fearful recently due to the arrival of the three giants and the personnel changes of the upper echelons of the chapter, is based on the argument that "the piety of the people should not only be dedicated to the sacred emperor, but also to the returned Lord Guilliman, which will consolidate people's faith and dispel the darkness in our hearts" and is doing his best to make arrangements.
In a short time, a grand parade avenue from the Titan Gate to the gate of Hera Fortress was ready. The war engines that were rarely seen on weekdays were driven here on an unprecedented scale, burning incense and praying, and maintained. Thousands of Astartes soldiers in bright and colorful costumes stood solemnly on both sides of the avenue - and millions of mortal troops had already started from the suburbs yesterday to show their military appearance.
Countless streamers, flowers, and colored paper fell from the sky like colorful clouds from the sky. The people of Macragge were empty of the streets, and their families went out, scrambling to grab the best and most forward intersections and high positions, ready to wave and throw flowers and ribbons in their hands to each of the differently painted sons of Guilliman and other brave warriors, while excitedly chanting hymns and praises dedicated to the Primarch loudly.
In the midst of millions of cheers that gathered into a long-lasting wave of fanatical emotions.
The magnificent parade began.