Chapter 613 The King of Qin Is Actually Me

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"I just knew! This old guy couldn't have no conspiracy!"

Before this sentence was finished, Pertulabo BC had already appeared in front of Ramizane like a whirlwind, staring at the white dove in the golden bird cage like a great enemy.

"What did He do to you?! Don't think of success!"

The colorful protection appeared in the space in front of his car like fireworks, making it as lively as the Lantern Festival.

Quiet.

The air was quiet, with only the sound of the monitoring instruments and their own breathing.

The round doves tilted their heads in the bird cage and stared at them. Then they made a string of "cuckoo" sounds and then lowered their heads to peck at the golden food.

Peturabo waited for a while.

Nothing happened.

"Uh...it's actually nothing big..."

"It's okay, why are you screaming?"

The Lord of Steel turned his head angrily, his eyes were blazing, his ears tightened, and his tail was straightened.

"That's right." Ramizane explained hurriedly, and subconsciously reached out to touch the other person's head, "I just said it was too thin and not fat enough."

"So what's wrong? Are you going to chop him or roast him? The fat pigeons have to be roasted."

"I think the pigeon soup is more suitable for the patient's recovery period...ah, no, I mean, when I said it was too thin, I was touching it, so I could feel its changes."

Looking at Peturabo's increasingly gloomy face he hurriedly added, "I mean, when I want it to be fatter, it instantly becomes fatter!"

"What are you talking nonsense?"

"Really! Pepe! See if it has become fat by yourself!"

"That's just the normal behavior of birds changing positions or feeling nervous and fluffy with feathers."

That being said, Pertulabo walked up to the dove carefully and looked at him, and he forced his subconsciously shifted gaze to focus on the other's eyes with a little annoyance.

The pair of black eyes were just the first time they were black. He suddenly discovered that dark blood red appeared around the pigeon's pure black pupils...

A cow-eyed pigeon.

A sudden but useless knowledge came into the mind of the Lord of Steel, and he swung it immediately and continued to observe the dove, from beak to tail feathers.

This pigeon seems to have really gained weight? But that doesn't mean anything. For the old guy, the use of psychic deformation has almost become an instinct, a constant spell that persists, a more solid disguise than the phantom camouflage he drapes on his body now, and maybe this time so too.

Then you should use anti-psychic substances to stimulate them.

When he was about to summon Hong Suo and prepare the experimental device, something big suddenly hit his face out of thin air, almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Pepe!!!"

"Go away!"

Peturabo roared and pushed away Ramizane, who wanted to come and pull him away, then his automatic cannon and other weapons opened fire.

Blood and minced meat splattered.

Rilano rushed in from outside the temporary lounge at a speed that was absolutely steadily shaped from his age and size, and the decomposition force field shone brightly on the power sword in his hand.

"Your Highness! (Your Highness!)" he shouted, "Are you okay?!"

The four-legged Iron Lord gathered his protective stance, and the torn fragments and liquid fell from mid-air to the throne steps where they were, making a thick crackling sound, like a red and white spilled open. Fresh fish, some of the pieces that were not burned to ashes, were still steaming.

Ramizane didn't say anything or move.

Damn it.

Peturabo BC glanced at his frozen face with the corner of his eyes.

The death happened too suddenly and too close, and he wasn't sure how much Ramizane saw.

But the Cyris were undoubtedly frightened.

"We're fine." He turned to the head of the royal court majestic, and the other party lowered his head slightly to show respect. "Clean the floor clean." He glanced at Ramizane again, "Cover it quickly."

Peturabo glared at the doves in the cage.

The other party just tilted his snow-white and round little head, "Gugu?"

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After a while, Relano had invited the two His Highnesses to the re-separated room, and delivered incense and hot drinks, and then quietly retreated.

Ramizane sat there and took a sip of hot chocolate with her eyes dull.

Take another sip.

Then he choked up.

"Is that person just now?! Pepe?!"

"……Yes."

"It's so scary," Ramizane said, emphasizing again, "It's so scary. It's as real as a fake. It broke too quickly and happened too suddenly, and I didn't dare to see it clearly. Still feeling stiff all over now, but my heart beats very fast again.”

"Then don't recall the details. That was an accident," Pertulabo BC reluctantly jumped out of his car, wearing only the necessary communications backpack, and his trimmed nails stumbled by. The lab floor, and then the round and powerful flesh-padded claws brought his furry body to Ramizane's seat. He leaned down with the power armor, and then placed his head on the other party's thigh. "He invaded my minimum protection line and triggered the automatic alert for the weapon. So that happened, and if someone was responsible for it, it was definitely not us-and that was a soulless person just now."

"Soulless?" Ramizane immediately skillfully inserted his finger into the thick and fluffy mane of the Border Collie, rubbed the back of the dog's head with his fingertips, and moved from the back of his head to the soft hair of the ear as the rubbed position was. His tone gradually calmed down, and there was a little glow in his eyes.

"Yes, some of the numerical characteristics of the Soulless Man are still very obvious."

"Why did a soulless man suddenly fall from the sky? Being here?" Obviously, the topic was transferred successfully, and Ramizane took another sip of hot chocolate and started to think.

"This is what I want to know," said Peturabo. "This could never have happened."

He hesitated for a moment, his ears and the fluff on him fluffed back and forth in Ramizane's palm, "I just thought of... an anti-psychic object in front of the dove."

Ramizane thoughtfully followed his gaze and looked at the dove paced in the cage.

"Let me try again? Or do you try again?"

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The last sane scene of Aowen Gaogang stayed in the cave underground in Cadia and attacked his Dalian brothers a moment before they attacked.

Then the wild wolf that surged like a tide swallowed them...

No no... There is no wolf on Fenris...

The wolf is...

"Rus' toes!"

The wolf Lord howled and jumped up from the ground, his nose twitching wildly, and the muscles on his bearded face twitched. A smell of disinfection and healing agents that were rare in Wolf Tooth Castle but were quite common on other cousins' warships, especially those after the battle, immediately penetrated his nose, making him unable to help it. He spitted on the ground, "Spit! The herbs taste much stronger than this!"

Then he arched his back and found that he was not pierced by armor and was stepping on the smooth and cold floor barefoot.

What's going on? So the battle is over? Are they receiving treatment at some pharmacist now? What about the others? Where is their own wolf priest? Where is Asco? Why aren't they accepted by their brothers? By the way! Howling blood! How are they doing with Blood Howl? ! Was Abaddon defeated? ! How is Cadia?

He turned around and was about to ask any medical servant or pharmacist who came over this series of important questions, but suddenly he was stiffened by what he saw:

Although he did not know the two giants, the two gods, the two gods, they could only be - such a body shape and oppressiveness - they could only be the powerful existence of the Primrose, standing behind him, staring at him with bright eyes .

For some reason, when he realized that he was being stared at by the brown-eyed primordial on the left, under such a strong body size, Gao Gang subconsciously clamped the tail that did not exist between his legs.

Then the ice-blue-eyed Primrose on the right seemed to start to twist his face strangely.

——Wait, what is this, this, this, this?

Owen Gaogang touched down in horror and touched a particularly fluffy, plush thing stretched out from his butt—the touch was also derived from his palms and his—the tailbone nerves—

"All Father is here! Ruth!!! What is this?!"

"…Drag him out! Next!"

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Various intelligent biological samples that can be found on the Tianming Iron Number, including iron that was packaged "naturally" by a "good" old steel warrior and given to "pharmaceutical master" Hong Suo for further treatment" After the experiments of the remaining space wolves in Dalian that were completely werewolfed, the two Iron Warrior Lords now have a further understanding of the special features of this pigeon.

“In general…”

Ramizane took a data board and looked at the listed record entries to make changes.

"The body of this dove is indeed a white dove as defined by Guterra, but the weak psychic energy it constantly emits has the psychic characteristics of your father, and it is likely that there is a piece of His soul or similar one in it. Things…and then its own spiritual aura is like some kind of small 'wishing machine', which can achieve the wishes of the person closest to him or the one who is the strongest or most devout to the emperor... …Although the scope of the impact is very small, it is still a very, very powerful ability, but…”

"But judging from the current experimental results, the wishes of all experimental subjects have been achieved to some extent, but the implementation methods or results have all been distorted to some extent, and none of them are realized under absolutely ideal circumstances . ——Even if this old thing turns into a pigeon, it is completely unaware of the so-called degree as always!”

"...so it can be said to be very powerful, but it can also be said to be useless... Why do you always think this description looks familiar..."

"Don't forget, it has a characteristic that those who pray sincerely to the old skeleton can sense it as some kind of existence." Peturabo BC snorted dissatisfied. "I knew Rilano's loyalty was indeed unreliable!"

"Don't say that, Pepe, if the ancient sage is really unreliable, he would not take the initiative to tell him that he could sense something like 'the dove has the feeling of His Majesty'. Since he took the initiative to tell us this, it means that he There is really no malice towards us and I really want to serve us."

"Hmph! What's the real thing to serve us? He clearly felt that the old guy started to take the initiative here. He felt that the flat-haired bird fell here as a disguised recognition and title! This old antique is still living in unity During the war, I thought I was His confidant!”

"Wait, this statement...so...if He can be recognized as your father, can we... use the emperor to command the princes?"

Ramizane suddenly said, "Okay! The King of Qin is me!"

"...Don't joke! If He is really here! What is that on the Holy Terra? Or the thing that he is sitting on the throne that hasn't turned the Holy Terra into the second eye of fear. How much stuff is left?”

"Ahem! I'm kidding... Well, we shouldn't be kidding. We need to understand the current situation of the Empire Star Torch. This is the most intuitive - how is Magna's system?"

“Half of the system is passing tests, and the rest is being restarted by our young Fogrim Pallas.”

"Can you send an inquiry message to Wanyou Port?"

"It will take a while to use the corresponding module. Magna's 'ontology' situation is still not stable now." Pertulabo BC frowned and looked at the information flow scrolling on the holographic screen in front of him, "but the current Iron Blood Array is in the Iron Blood Array. There is no large number of reports of observation data from the real universe, so I think the situation is not too bad."

"At this time, I will think that maybe we should prepare a set of star choirs as a backup. Alas! Why do we feel that we are lacking in psychics... Let Master Kaduer come back soon! Makurag Do you need so many capable people there?”

Peturabo BC glanced at him, "Didn't you say you want to help Kiriman complete his mission?"

"But at this time you will feel that people are not enough... It's really not enough for the entire Galaxy! - Kaul should wake up all the original cast Space Marines as planned this time."

"It should." The Lord of Steel still frowned. "The incident of this group of original cast Space Marines being awakened is still very important, because Kaul himself forgot how many cellars he built and how many combat preparations he stored, so he still We have to follow his steps step by step. But Hong Suo should have taken out a lot of original casting technology and other knowledge from his chips."

"What?" This time it was Ramizane's turn to be surprised, "Honso? When?"

"Just before he helped with Caul," Pertulabo BC sneered. "Although he couldn't understand it immediately, he was very clever in copying everything he couldn't understand."

"So that's what the observations of this dove so far are, if He is just a small part of neutral fragments split from the 'Human Emperor', what are you going to do with it?"

Ramizane put down the data board, walked over and picked up the bird cage, and looked at the dove.

Peturabo BC frowned again.

"I……"

The dove flapped its wings in the cage and suddenly felt something flying around.

"Bang!"