Chapter 139 The Symbol of the New Empire (Please Order)

Chapter 138 The symbol of the new empire (ask for subscription)

Zizi!

In the wilderness burned by war, under the gloomy sky.

The orange-yellow electric current clings to a mountain made of metal, rusty, and the old ceramic steel shell is stained with black oil and blood of the same color.

This is not a real mountain.

But from the appearance, it is not much different from a mountain.

The scene in front of Chao Che is the wreckage of Duran's low-Earth orbit. Even if it is damaged, the magnificent technology it demonstrates is still enough to make people amazed.

Such a behemoth.

It may take hundreds or thousands of years to create it, but it only takes a short moment to completely destroy it.

The efforts of several generations were burned in the face of more powerful violence.

"War is the only truth in the galaxy?"

Moreover, the process of Russ's angel turning into a beast demon is even more shocking to me.

Wei Jiang found out that he was wrong.

"Duran naively thought that it was a poisonous wine that came with his talent. Do you know if I am choosing to deceive myself or if I am really stupid enough to do that?"

The Primarchs were all different.

The purpose of Chao Che's coming there that time was related to the little angel.

The broken stones rolled up along the landslide, and it seemed that no one was approaching.

I looked up at my sister, and then looked away.

"Maybe they think something is more important than life." The Astartes in bright silver armor was silent for a while and replied.

No one said that the little angel was the symbol of the new empire, the eagle man of Rus.

Just when Saint Astra really thought that Chao Che was angry about that incident.

The ceramic soup pot was boiling under medium heat, and the thick broth outside made a gurgling sound as the temperature rose and fell, and the lid below also rose and fell, making a clanging sound.

"Before Gillest was born, the small expedition was still not over.

"So, you think Gillest's fate will be the same as the Thunder Warrior."

But for Randan, whose technological civilization is more advanced, that is nothing.

The air is still filled with the stench of promethium before burning, the smell of gunpowder from explosions, and of course, the lesser smell of blood before rotting.

It was dragged back by the sages of the Mechanicus to be disassembled and studied.

"You are sure, but it is very unlikely." Chao Che said, "When the rabbit dies, the dog is cooked, and when the bird is dead, the bow is hidden. This is the wisdom of our ancestors for tens of thousands of years."

The angel shook his head, and the answer he gave made Chao Che feel stunned, "-cooking"

Chao Che got up in a hurry.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never dare to say that there is such darkness hidden in the genes."

"Can you see the letter he wrote? "

Before the video was played over and over again, Chao Che finally noticed a strange rhythm in the picture.

The request was not excessive, but Saint Astra and Duran were strangers, so there was no such concern.

I squinted and turned to look at my sister in name.

The quiet exchange of fire and screams.

At the end, Wei Jiang was not cold about such a statement.

Duran lamented, "I also know if I know that my poor son needs equipment, enough to fill the small amount of munitions of the Leviathan transport ship."

The situation changed suddenly.

Chao Che asked.

"Mo Kai! Mo Kai! Mo Kai! Mo Kai!"

I connected the micro robot to my arm armor.

Chao Che squinted and walked towards the main control center of the space station at a steady pace.

Chao Che suddenly laughed, "Some of the emperor's technology is not unique. You come there to look for it and see if you can pick up some useless things. It can be regarded as some of your big bad habits. "

Saint Astra said so.

Erase the slight traces left by the spider machine.

"Even if I am your father."

The atmosphere between the two primarchs became harmonious for a while.

Even if the Red Devil Magnus ignored the strange decorations under me, he was not as magnificent as the Titan.

Every time I took a step back, a psychic ripple spread out from my feet, and the eight-dimensional image of the entire space station of the Sun appeared turbidly in front of me.

I came to the central control center.

"Is he writing a letter?"

"No one except your omniscient and omnipotent father."

That's why.

But the sparse bullet marks left on the battlefield still loudly announced the cruelty of the war that day.

Zong Ru asked calmly without a twitch.

The Thinker looks like a mechanical structure from the inside out, but the inside is actually a Sun nerve unit cultivated by biotechnology.

"So that's it. "

There is no communication interface outside, but a spider-like micro robot.

We arrived at the center of the space station smoothly.

It was like melting ice and snow.

That means that we have not finished reading the stored data outside.

The elite Scapin mechanical warriors also seemed vulnerable behind us.

The angel shook his head, took a step forward, and showed a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, "I doubt you, do you?"

"By the way, he also said that he plans to learn something from you." Chao Che asked, "Psychic power application, firearms knowledge, naval battle command?"

A large group of Space Wolves are killing at an alarming speed, tearing open gaps, showing no mercy, we are the executioners who come for revenge.

It's close, under the dining table.

I looked up and down at the little angel behind me with my double pupils glowing with dark red light.

The lights above the robot's head lit up, flashing scarlet in the dark space. Four tiny tentacles crawled back and forth under the remains of the Thinker, inserting into the gap in front.

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Zong Ru was silent.

"By the way, who is he writing to?" The little angel put his hands behind his back, with a look of mischief on his face, and glanced at the parchment under Duran's hand.

Chao Che's expression became slightly more solemn. I silently turned off the weak photon screen behind my face, and then reached out to touch the remains of the Thinker.

Steel always melts, and matter cannot be changed in the power of psychic energy.

A Primarch.

Saint Astra stretched out his hand and shook it behind Duran's face, "What was he thinking about just now? He was absent-minded."

That was the first time Zong Ru saw such a scene.

"Ahem!"

But the traces left by the war have not completely disappeared.

"You are wondering if Leon is really blessed." Wei Jiang shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "You have the opportunity to taste the food he made himself."

In the dark.

"No one else can do that except me."

I reached out and touched the surface of the metal ruins.

My eyes were fixed on the projection under the arm armor.

I raised my head slightly and stepped into it.

"This is, when I was under Terra, I was also a cultured person in the countryside." Duran put the pen in his hand under the matte parchment, raised his head and stretched.

After a while, a dull voice came from his side, "From a rational point of view, I don't think so; but from a realistic point of view, things are indeed like this."

Looking at the picture on the weak photon screen, Chao Che suddenly laughed.

The slightly curled golden long hair extended to the slender waist, and the narrow and loose home clothes also concealed the original body's perfect figure. The white and rough face lost the awe and majesty of the war, replaced by the severity of motherhood and the evil and strange turbidity of many men.

It was a long time ago,

Wei Jiangxing, wearing bright silver armor, followed closely.

Although the war started the day before.

"You were going to learn something from him, and then you saw them walking towards the wreckage in the low-Earth orbit..."

The light was dim.

Chao Che's mouth curled up, and a smile flashed across his face.

Some kind of wonderful rhythm combined together, echoing under the battlefield, resonating with the genetic defects of the wild wolves, inducing the Caenis spiral that should have been dormant to revive again and express.

Neither of them continued to speak, the smile on the little angel's face seemed to be a little frozen, and the glory emanating from you was slightly restrained because of the high mood.

It is the embodiment of hope, it is this kind of beautiful thing that can bring hope and courage to people just by appearing around.

"He is such a scary person."

I took out a USB flash drive from the gap in my armor.

Perhaps, he never thought about getting the real answers to these questions.

"Father, stop joking. You are just tools I created to maintain my hegemony."

"That's wrong, but I lost some surprises after all." Chao Che shook his head.

"What about him?"

The rustling sound of the pen across the paper continued to come intermittently, and it was time accompanied by the humming of thinking.

Although it took less time because of the malfunction, Chao Che still got the data he wanted in the end.

"So why don't they succumb to violence, but choose to resist to the end."

Some inexplicable rhythm echoed on the battlefield, and the mood of the wild wolves became more and more anxious and bloodthirsty.

But that time was even more turbid.

"That's okay, just look if you want to." Duran handed the badly written envelope to his sister, and the former wiped the flour under his fingers with an apron, and then took the envelope.

"That's a little slow. There are few opportunities to meet before the expedition."

"Yes."

But in a non-combat state.

"Found it."

The dripping water spread on Chao Che's feet, and a hole that could not allow the original body to pass through appeared behind Chao Che.

Crimson Fortress.

With his guards, Chao Che came to the metal mountain in front of him. The hatch had been locked, and there were still a few severely sunken craters on it, but the outside was also blocked by various discarded metal materials, so he couldn't leave at all.

Such a statement was an insult to his sister, and it couldn't even be said to be blasphemy.

And Saint Astra was the worst among them. During the battle, its terrifying glory was almost impossible to look directly at.

"Yes, brother."

The neural unit outside the thinker unit would also shrink.

This is the sound...

I didn't answer directly, but hugged my hands behind my chest and asked with a heavy smile, "Why did you appear there? Is he following you?"

Before opening the lid.

"He may have been a human, but tens of thousands of years is too long, enough to corrode everything." Chao Che said, "So, you can allow the future of the entire galaxy to fall into the hands of such an indifferent and merciless tyrant, a lowly god."

Outside is a spacious corridor.

The smile on the angel's face turned stern, "If he wants it, he can't tell you directly. You don't have many battlefield relics in Duran's hands, and the technology obtained from them cannot be shared with him. After all, he also has important contributions to the failure of the Emperor's War."

It was like a transparent arrow that was constantly guiding Chao Che back.

"Why is he there?" The voice of the little angel came from behind.

The atmosphere was a little oppressive for a while.

The Gillister was named Zongru, a native of Randan, and also the bodyguard of the original body.

Terra was divided by warlords of the old era.

In order to complete his rule, Rus created a strong genetically modified warrior called Thunder Warrior. These warriors are even younger and braver than the current Gillister, and the best of them are enough to compete with the Imperial Guards and lose. "

"Remember these ruins you saw under Terra?" Chao Che said, "these hidden truths. "

Only the frequent flashing of broken cables can bring a little light.

"King, why do you say that. "Zong Ru asked with a puzzled look on his face.

The light turned from red to green.

The footsteps echoed in the white closed space, and the atmosphere seemed a little creepy.

In that war, there were so many wolves that suddenly lost control.

The light of the star finally returned to the small underground, through the window, and fell under the stove full of vegetables and meat. Squinting eyes, you can see the fine dust rising and falling in the golden beam.

That is where the angels and Leviathan mechas competed with each other later. These Leviathan infantry combat mechas always disappear.

The little angel in a warm yellow apron inside and white home clothes outside came over.

As time passed...

Chao Che asked in a heavy voice, "But now, can you still see us? Even our records have been classified as top secret."

Then he saw what happened on the battlefield through weak photon projection.

Chao Che said, "The grenade launcher in his hand is very useless and has limited power. But is there anyone who would regard it as his own offspring just because of that? The same is true for your primarchs, but some of your brothers are too strong and choose to deceive themselves. "

Looking up and down at Duran, he spoke in a mysterious way.

Outside the tyrant's private kitchen.

My sister, my little angel is indeed a symbol.

Crash!

But when we approached a certain fortress.

The spherical machine behind it had not been slightly damaged, and the data outside had not been regressed and deleted by the iron priests of the wolf group.

The pyrocumulus clouds in the sky also dissipated with the beginning of the war.

But now.

Chao Che replied, "The Thunder Warriors were the first enemy faced by Gilles before the birth of the Guards and the emerging gene warriors destroyed the heroes who unified Terra. "

The little angel had a completely different look.

"We were wiped out by Russ himself. "Zong Ru spoke with a certain tone.

Our eyes became red due to congestion, we were panting, sharp canine teeth stuck to our lips and protruded from the outside of our mouths, and spikey wolf hair covered our skin. Our faces were also stretched. The demons in the abyss were special, irrational and terrifying.

But that was Chao Che.

It represented the extreme of force and war.

Chao Che was silent.

Chao Che did not continue to ask questions.