Chapter 720 12 Joint Consultation (Part 3)

Chapter 720 12. Federation Clinic (3)

Belicari Kurou took a twenty -minute round -trip time, and he was not wasted or saved from it for a minute. One thousand two hundred seconds, not many minutes, a lot of points, he was so precisely in the medical hall of the Eagle Wing when it ended.

His behavior was very deliberate, and the genuine proud of his face on his face, he completely alienated the arrogance behind this behavior, making the viewer angry at first, then funny, and finally sighed — Can you be so childish?

He was stuck back to the medical hall. Is he trying to emphasize how professional he is?

The answer is yes.

The red robe monster with a championship was straight up his back, put his right hand on his chest, and used a funny amplitude to the three people waiting for him. Behind the back of the back, a black metal ball with an ordinary person's head -sized head is taken under the red robe embroidered with the golden robe with golden lines, gears and skulls.

Calle carefully held it up, solemnly and seriously spoke to Foggrem.

"Please allow me to show you the great achievements of the emperor's uniqueness."

Phoenix sighed slightly with an impeccable etiquette, and asked very restrainedly: "Is this the original blood stack?"

Kobe looked at him in surprise.

"What? Of course, no, adults! That's a whole fortress, I can't bring it at hand anyway -but you are not wrong. relation."

Phoenix kept his calmness and asked, "So what is this?"

Cobier raised his chest once again with a larger amplitude, and the sound of mechanical operation buzzed. He raised his right hand with proudly, rising the attached limbs together, holding the dark ball upwards until it was higher than everyone present.

"You probably already know, adults, the original blood stack preserved all genetic preliminaries at the beginning, the purest genetic material. Therefore, in theory, as long as the several items of the emperor's control are recovered, it is important The technology of the empire can make genes again. "

The corners of Fogrem's eyes twitched unconsciously. He breathed a deep breath, his teeth against each other, and then made a sound.

"I hope you pay attention to your own wording, and it is best to go straight into the key points. Kohn is a sage. I think I have great tolerance and respect for the embrace of technical talents like you, but sometimes you say what you say is really really what you say is really It is difficult to maintain reason. "" "" ""

Kohn thought for a while and nodded quickly, no one knew whether he really understood Fergorim's words.

"I understand, I understand, in short, the main point I want to point out is that although the wisdom of the emperor is still unable to understand the stupid generation. One is not difficult. "

Fergrem looked at him fixedly, raised his left hand like lightning at the same time, and held down the shoulder of Sol Tatz standing aside.

"You mean" he said lowly.

"Yes, adult." Kohs couldn't wait to pick up his words. "I will bring you the purest version of the genetic material."

When the words fell, his attached limbs began to knock on the surface of the metal ball in an orderly manner, and it also began to slowly deformed, and the microflower was sprinkled from the gap of the sudden crack.

Fergrem raised his hand and drank, and his voice was like a thunder.

"stop!"

The attached limb stopped instantly, and the changes in the ball also stopped together, and the time consuming was less than a micro second. Kobe looked at him, his expression was very serious, and he never brought any lightness.

"Lord Fogerm?"

The Phoenix roared lowly: "Don't open this storage device in front of me, Baileyliu Coul. Tell me first, how do you plan to treat Salren?"

"It's simple. Medical, the adult, the data he collected through his own observations, and the data he collected with him. He believes that the phenomenon of the" hallucinations' phenomenon of your legion and his son -in -law is not derived from physiology. "

"I agree with his views, and I also think that there must be some kind of power that belongs to the sub -space behind this. This problem is tricky here. It exists in the real world we can see. It also exists in the vast ocean projected by the human soul. "

"Therefore, in order to solve this problem and solve it once and for all, you must start at the same time at the same time."

Kobe smiled, and the smile was mixed with pride, sincerity and a little bit of recognition.

"I intend to use this precious pure genetic material to replace the blood of Sallen's body little by little, so that it can avoid any possible pollution at the physiological level. At the same time, Guzman Medical Medical Officials can use his power to "heal" our young patient in the sub -space "

"What do you think of this?" He asked looking forward to it, and his eyes contracted continuously.

Fergrem didn't answer, but took a few steps back, covering his forehead pale. When he said again, his voice had become very hoarse, and asked a question with no head and tail.

"You copy a copy of my genetic material, right?"

"Yes, adult." Koh looked at him in confusion.

"In other words, you can copy more copies at any time?"

"Ah, no, it's not. Even if I am as arrogant as I am, I cannot accept your exaggerated praise. Otherwise, I would not be arrogant, but shameless and arrogant."

"I ask you, can you make more copies?" Fulgrim asked word by word.

"Yes, but it will take time." Kaul replied immediately and calmly.

"very good."

Fulgrim breathed a sigh of relief, then waved his right hand resolutely.

"Destroy this genetic material in your hands. I will set off immediately and leave Chemos. After I leave completely, you will make a new, completely pure copy and use it to promote your idea. You understand Already?"

Kaul pondered for several minutes before protesting in a weak voice: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm a little confused."

Phoenix suddenly fell into a rage.

This rage was so terrible, yet so real. It completely wiped out his beauty. There are some people in the galaxy who are unquestionably beautiful. Even if their faces are distorted by anger, they still move people's hearts.

Fulgrim used to be among them, and he was definitely the best among them, but now he has stayed away from this ranks and turned to embrace another field.

People like the beauty that can be appreciated, such as the rising sun, sunset, calm and blue sea, or clear and moving sky. Few people can appreciate the beauty of hurricanes, tsunamis, thunder and lightning that are full of destructive power.

In fact, they were feared as much as Fulgrim was feared.

At this moment, his thin face was livid, the skin on his cheeks was stretched tightly, sticking to the bones, and his masseter muscles were bulging, as if he was biting the throat of a prey. His eyes were hidden in the darkness, and with the naked eye he could only glimpse two pale and crazy light spots.

He slowly took a step forward, stared at Belisarius Call's only remaining naked eye, smiled nervously, and asked in a very gentle and soft voice.

"I am the source of pollution, Great Sage - I poisoned Chemos and the people on it, as well as my legions and heirs, all because of my incompetence, and you have now shown me a little hope. , like a faint fire in the cold winter."

He took another step forward, and his tone suddenly became cold, completely different from before.

"I want this fire to burn brightly, and I want it to warm everyone on these winter nights. And I'm going to do whatever I can to do that, and I'm going to be a jerk and do whatever I think is good for this fire."

"You can say that I am too cautious, or you can be more frank and say that I am crazy. But I just want this suffering caused by me to stop as soon as possible. The successors of the Third Army cannot and should not bear these things. , they deserve a better and brighter future.”

"So I cannot allow the genetic material in your hand that has been in the same room with me to be used any longer, and I cannot allow myself to continue to stay on Chemos while you are working. After all, the source of contamination should be isolated. Do you agree, Great Sage?"

For the first time, Kaul showed an extremely complex expression, which was almost amazing - his old, swollen and pale face surrounded by steel could actually make such an expression?

"Great Sage?"

Phoenix gently urged her, her fingers stretched straight and twitching continuously, like a paranoid dancer who was trying to dance even though she was tied in a restraint.

Kaul looked to Sol Tavitz aside as if asking for help, but the latter just smiled helplessly. In desperation, he had to turn to another person who remained silent.

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"Well, Lord Fulgrim, I'm afraid I need to ask Lord Khalil for instructions first. After all, I was transferred here under his order. I think I should at least discuss it with him-?"

Caul's humility and caution only received a smile from Fulgrim. He couldn't understand the meaning and just prayed that Khalil could save him.

And his prayer came true a few seconds later, but he probably wouldn't be satisfied with the result.

"I agree with what the original body Fulgrim said." The Grand Inquisitor said as he stood in front of the bulletproof glass with his hands behind his back. "He is very careful, but when it comes to the foundation of an entire legion, you can never be too careful."

After finishing his words, the Grand Inquisitor turned around and nodded to the stunned Great Sage.

"Just do what he said, Call. Destroy the genetic material in your hand and make a new one. I think, with your intelligence, it shouldn't be too much to do. Difficult. As for you, Fulgrim, where are you going?"

Without any hesitation, Phoenix immediately replied: "Anywhere is fine, as long as it can be far away from Chemos."

"Okay, sure, but I have a request."

Phoenix narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "As the original body, my power is at least equal to yours, Your Majesty the Grand Inquisitor."

"No need to threaten me so eagerly."

Khalil calmly took off his wide-brimmed hat, took off his coat, folded it and held it in his arms, and walked towards Fulgrim in another identity.

"I am not a Grand Inquisitor now, I am just an old uncle who wants to accompany his nephew around. How about it, Fulgrim? Are you willing to take my old bones to visit the scenery around Chemos?"

Fulgrim was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, sighed, and his straight back relaxed.

"Okay, uncle." He said softly. "Thank you, thank you very much."

The hurricane stopped, the tsunami dissipated into calm, and the sky, which was covered with dark clouds due to lightning, returned to a clear sky.

——

Savon Caius, the chief think tank of the Third Legion, held a string of faith beads in his hand, slowly put on his hood, and stepped into the ceremony field. There was a sarcophagus in the field. It had a history of several centuries and was a real holy object.

In the past, its users were only the sons of the emperor, but today was different. Today, an Astartes who did not belong to any legion or any primarch lay in it. His name was Anazion Sosa Cawl

Of course, Caius didn't actually know about this. Although he could vaguely perceive some of Anazion's eccentricities, he was a very old-fashioned and serious person.

Three hours ago, Caius's primarch Fulgrim gave him a new task. His Primarch hoped that he could help a cyborg owned by the Archmagos Belisarius Cawl, the Mechanicus who visited Chemos, to interpret one of his dreams.

This mission was very suspicious and there were many things that didn't make sense, but Caius ignored them all. He didn't care about these things. For him, loyalty to the Emperor and the Primarch was an instinct engraved deep in his mind.

"Are you ready?" He asked the cyborg lying in the sarcophagus, his voice calm and hoarse, with the confidence of an experienced think tank.

"Yes, ready." Anazion replied nervously, holding the edge of the sarcophagus tightly with both hands.

Caius closed his eyes and clasped his hands together. His psychic energy instantly penetrated his body and sank into the magic circle that had been prepared in the ritual field.

He already knew that the cyborg in front of him had the potential of a prophet, and every dream of the prophets should be taken seriously-but this young cyborg was not a formal prophet yet. He had not undergone systematic training, and his psychic power was just a mess.

In this case, Caius could only be pessimistic about how much of the dream remained in his mind.

But he still seriously let Anazion enter a deep sleep, and his mind slowly sank into it, carefully and meticulously officially activated the magic circle.

Sure enough, as he expected, most of the things related to the dream had disappeared from the depths of the mind of this cyborg, and only a little bit of the picture remained.

Caius carefully cut the last bit of the picture through magic, checked them one by one, and played them together until he confirmed that there was no suspicious place.

And he found that the picture was just a boiling fire cloud-Caius couldn't help but laugh a little, he probably guessed why this cyborg was afraid of this dream: people are always afraid of those scenes they have never seen.

He checked and played several times again, until he confirmed that there was really no room for his work to continue, and then he ended the maintenance of the magic, withdrew the psychic energy, and woke up Anazion.

"How did you sleep?" He asked him with a little smile.

"I don't know." Anazion answered blankly.

He didn't know - or rather, he forgot.

Did he really dream about anything?

He quickly put the matter behind him, because Cawl's promise to him had been fulfilled. The trustworthy and reliable think tank director in front of him ensured that his dream was normal and gave him permission to visit the twenty-one giant cities of Chemos at will in the next period of time.

Anazion could no longer control his curiosity. As early as when he landed with Cawl, he had overlooked the beautiful landscape of Chemos where technology and nature coexisted.

Although it was just a glimpse, when had he ever seen such a thing with his own eyes? Now, he just wanted to have some fun without Cawl's supervision and deal with real humans.

Yes, other things were also so eager.