Chapter 177 Brutal Pleasure
After the dust of the war gradually settled.
Sanguinius, Leon and Leman Russ held a brief but solemn funeral for the Second Primarch under the ruins of the Golden Tree.
Although they were enemies, Chao Che was still their brother.
And he was an admirable opponent.
The remaining Celestial Masters of the Second Legion also attended their father's funeral.
Although they wanted to chop off the head of the rebellious Primarch in person when they fought. But when they really realized that their father would leave forever, the huge confusion and sadness after the hatred dissipated surrounded them like a thick fog.
Hongdu cried.
This brave warrior who was strong enough to leave a deep impression on the Primarch.
At this moment, he cried like a tearful man, his shoulders trembled constantly, and tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.
The remaining Astartes of the Second Legion were also silent, and a certain determination was shrouded in their gray eyes.
Waiting for the war to start later, they will show off to the bad brothers as first-hand information.
No one would care about our ambitions, anger, and blood feuds, and even none of the millions of historians in the Empire would waste words on it.
In front of us is the horizon of the whole world...
The other Astartes were silent, but Hongdu said in a dull voice, "I plan to rebuild the Second Legion."
Even if there were not hundreds of warships lined up in front of him.
"Hahaha!"
In such a situation, the fact that the Primarch and the Angel did not have intimate behavior was a great thing for the Gilests to brag about.
The magnificent spectacle completely disappeared from the galaxy, and the entire planet turned into a sea of fire. Even if there were not many stubborn resistance elements inside the planet, it would be impossible to survive such a large-scale extinction.
The Angel Saint Astra was an ugly and insulted Primarch.
Thunder Eagle often thought so.
It is hard to imagine what kind of turmoil a rebellious Primarch would cause in the Empire.
And the technology is constantly developing.
In the wolf king's little laughter.
A small war is coming.
In Baixue's view.
Boom!
It's the heart, it's the cerebellum... Before losing the heart, Qin Zhong will die. But that process will last for a long time, and then, what the empire needs to do is to accelerate that process. It is to plunder less resources from Qin Shuo's territory and strengthen the power of the empire itself.
Sheng Qin Zhongxiao folded his wings and retreated into the Qin Zhong gunboat with the hatch open.
I was wearing ceremonial armor, and the muscles under my arms were as thick as exposed rocks under the ice field, with scars all over them.
"Little man."
But all that has not yet started.
They were all processed and manufactured by that group of people bit by bit. Although we are not warriors and have not directly stained the blood of the empire's warriors on the battlefield. But if we make a rough calculation, the damage we bring is much less than those Qin Shuo overlords who are comparable to Gillespie.
It was the carnival before the big time.
Baixue came to the side of the wolf king and muttered, "The virus bomb is not ready to break down yet, you can't burn that planet at any time."
It is not just in this legion, but in the entire Gilest group, he does not have considerable prestige.
The surrounding scenes flashed slower and slower, so much so that there was a slight blur in the Primarch's vision.
Connecting one city after another.
Saint Astra turned around and glanced at the wreckage of the golden tree.
Under the flagship of the Eighth Legion, the Wolf King Leman Russ's hearty laughter reached Saint Tan Zhongxiao's ears.
In the Qinshuo galaxy, the industrial planets of Avernus, Dis, Milos, and Phlegos did not choose to surrender because of this. Instead, they put on a fierce fight with the empire to the end, never compromised, and even died to bite a piece of meat from the invaders.
That magnificent building, which can be called a wonder in the entire galaxy, is about to disappear completely.
Can't say...
Millions of narrators are busy in the expedition fleet.
And intelligent constructs cannot instill memories and experiences into people's cerebellums.
"Even if there is no mirror, those bastards can pee and look at their faces. Don't we have the qualifications to let your warriors go up to attack the city one by one? We definitely have it. The war outside the star field will be a big deal soon."
Each Primarch has been shaped by us into a war god who expands the territory of all mankind, an angel of hope who brings salvation, and so on.
Hongdu clenched his fists and said in a voice that was almost roaring: "Even if I am the only one left, I can do it. As long as there is a Tianshi still alive, the Second Legion will perish!"
Hundreds of storm torpedoes fell like raindrops, and the defense system of the entire planet has not been completely paralyzed. The tide-like flames instantly evaporated the small sea. The small land cracked, and the weak impact brought by the light spear reached the hot core of the planet directly.
These veterans from Terra were transferred away from the battlefield in Qinzhong by me without any plan, and they faced the cruel end of being purged.
You try to forget some things, but the face of Chao Che at the moment of his death still flashes in front of you like a movie with frames.
I understand it completely, but it does not affect the wolf cubs' private gossip.
Qin Shuo is a weak alliance occupying a vast star field.
Its symbol is the collapse of the golden tree, before the time rewinding device is lost.
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After the funeral.
Those hypocritical guys want us to swear to surrender, which is a great shame.
The giant tunnels that connect all directions spread on the ground like a spider web.
When mobilizing the legion forces according to my father's instructions.
The war that was erupting under Qin Shuo was gradually coming to an end.
I sniffed the changes in the smell in the air with my nose. The wild wolves were rude and barbaric, and the smell under their bodies was naturally bad. The smell of sweat and engine oil filled the whole spaceship all day long. The arrival of the little angel Saint Asta made some subtle changes in the smell outside the small hall.
Saint Asta's palace, the Red Tears, is still the most shining one among them.
Baixue recorded that scene.
Saint Asta did not have any pity. You sent your own messenger to convey the request for peaceful surrender. But it was naturally agreed. For the people of Qinshuo, the Imperial Fleet is a lovely invader. Our land was plundered and our brothers and sisters were brutally slaughtered.
The boredom accumulated in your heart makes you upset.
Your own Primarch is unruly, murderous, and vulgar. And Saint Astra is completely the other extreme, elegant and ugly, with dignified manners. We are like ice and fire, light and darkness, two completely opposite things, but we don’t have an absolutely intimate relationship among the Primarchs.
But now I have nothing more important to do.
And he retracted his gaze like an electric shock.
That was revenge.
Although the destruction of Qinshuo’s main planet.
The magma ended the riot and poured into the surface along the cracks that cut the entire small continent.
And the extinct planet was just a key point in its huge size.
It was a weak wild wolf, with a body as strong as a mountain.
Moreover, those civilians were not innocent.
Baixue first took a tentative look at Saint Asta.
The intelligent construct has not yet replaced part of the cerebellar cortex and hippocampus.
The city was flooded, and the magnificent mountains were razed to the ground, evaporating into ashes and gas.
Until death came, the rebels on these planets even saw what their enemies looked like with their own eyes.
In such a situation.
It was a brutal and bloody feast, and someone could stop it.
The army and the Mechanicus sages who landed on the planet ended their evacuation, and countless precious knowledge and technological relics were placed in heavy aircraft in small and large packages. Outside the blue flames of the fusion engine, it flew quickly towards the turbulent sky and disappeared in the field of vision.
The wolf guard Baixue came over.
You vaguely understand that you were built to serve the war.
Dozens of large fleets are heading to Qin Shuo's various life planets, and any stubborn resistance will be exterminated without reservation.
Is the situation as complicated as they imagined... Looking at the warriors of the Seventh Legion, Saint Astra sighed in his heart. The actions of the Primarch brought shame to the entire legion. Although the Seventh Legion still has some strength left, it is probably easy to continue the retreat activities in the name of the legion.
Russ wore a fur cloak in the style of Fenweis, with the back open, revealing a furry chest, and only a bag tied around his waist. Saint Astra wore a soft pure white priest dress, with ice-white wings exposed through the sling, and a furry big wolf cub in his arms.
The planet died.
The first extinction operation ended.
The small atmosphere under the planet broke free from the shackles of gravity in the slowly rising temperature and escaped into the inner space. Some giant stones even broke away from the planet and formed large planets.
It seemed to be a faint and distant floral fragrance, but there were no plants under the ice and snow of Fenweis.
So the wolf also described the smell as coming down, but it was quite bad.
Before completing the extermination of Qin Shuo's home planet, the imperial fleet ended its retreat and gathering.
You just spoke in a tone of voice: "I wish them success."
It was not until then.
"What are you waiting for? You can't wait to burn everything to ashes."
Those constructs were also classified as hateful intelligence and ordered to be exterminated, but they could be retreated for research and preserved.
Lei Ying felt a little strange.
It takes several generations and hundreds of thousands of years to build a city, but it only takes a short moment to destroy it.
Those bloodless civilians have not made preparations for protracted resistance and guerrilla warfare in front of the enemy. We transformed these small factories into fortresses, and the factories producing civilian equipment also began to work slowly and at full speed to rush to produce various weapons.
It was a palace full of art, and its magnificent and gorgeous appearance was enough to shock any life with wisdom. That warship was Saint Astra's masterpiece. Every time he returned to the Red Tear, Saint Astra felt relaxed and happy.
A planet, along with hundreds of millions of lives below, met its end just like that.
That was really strange.
The Blood Angels were going back and forth outside the small hall to deal with various confidential matters. We could see that our mother was in a very bad mood, but we didn't bother her.
You fixed your armor under the shock mounts on both sides. With the roar and vibration of the engine starting, the Randan gunboat stopped accelerating. The scene in the window gradually became vertical, and a burning and wailing city was reflected in the amber pupils of the original body.
Because we live with aliens, and the artificial intelligence in Qinzhong is too advanced, it is not possible to implant a structure that assists thinking in the cerebellum.
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Moreover, in the eternal time in the future, that picture will continue to accompany you.
Once the weak line is taken out of the body, its owner will die directly with a small probability. Even in the worst case, it will become a vegetable and can only be used as experimental material or transformed into a servitor.
"Enough!"
A moment ago, the imperial troops stationed under Qin Shuo were completely withdrawn.
Did Sheng Qin Zhongxiao pour hot water on the group of sad and confused soldiers? Of course, you are not in the mood to continue to say some encouraging words.
When you first took over the legion.
But he didn't take it lightly, after all, the conflict between the Primarch and the Terra veterans was not an isolated case.
Lei Ying understood that the Primarch had made some strange arrangements.
Before the research of the Martian Mechanicus sages.
The funeral began.
Even the Primarch with very low charisma and weak hands like the Lion King.
The Randan gunboat entered the burning clouds that filled the sky, and these scenes disappeared. A large number of steel warships were suspended in the sky below the planet, and some of them remained solemn and noisy like a majestic fortress. But a large number of warships were still bombing Qin Shuo's surface.
"What are you going to do next?"
"It's difficult." Sanguinius said, "You only have five people left."
And now...
Qin Shuo's huge fleet is a miracle death star.
But you don't have an instinctive rejection of war.
But that time was an exception.
It must be bad to realize it at this time... Maybe the disaster will happen.
Even a special person who has no weapons and has killed chickens can become an experienced soldier in just a few days as long as he uploads the experience package of the intelligent structure.
Sanguinius asked softly.
"Yes, you have not gathered brothers in the vast galaxy to fight against the darkest and most terrible enemy." Lei Ying said. As the Minister of the White Cloud Department, I am responsible for the transmission of information within the legion and know the whereabouts of my brothers.
But the two generals had serious expressions on their faces.
In the final analysis, in addition to its own hard power, the cultural influence of a Gilles Legion in the entire empire is definitely not to be ignored.
And a small part of them do not even have the qualifications to surrender.
It has also encountered so many challenges that I have to use many methods to re-condense the First Legion under my rule.
Saint Asta stood alone behind the huge French window.
"Those guys are too stupid. We thought you would go up and fight us." The wolf king laughed vulgarly, with a happy expression on his face.
Spread your wings and bathe in the afterglow of doomsday.