paranoianovel Chapter 489 Good days, beat the bastard!
Chapter 489 Good days, beat the bastard!
Belisarius Call was too arrogant. He absolutely believed in his own calculations and arrogantly implemented his own ideas, regardless of whether others agreed or not.
If something is 100% guaranteed, what more reliable experiments are needed? Do you think we still have time?
When the golden giant closed its movements and slowly folded its fingers back to their original positions, everyone finally heard Yifeng's words on the communication channel.
"Pharmacist, I need to replenish combat medicine and check the condition of my black carapace. There are signs of overload."
Not only the pharmacists, but also the soldiers who "felt they could help" rushed over in droves, surrounding the place with water.
As soon as Yifeng took off his combat helmet, his skin adhered to the inner wall of the helmet and was torn off by him, and his face turned blood red.
It looked scary, but for the Primaris warriors, this was only a minor injury.
The extreme fatigue caused by the end of the potion's effect is attacking Yifeng's consciousness. He really wants to sleep, but pharmacists usually use methods that he doesn't want to see to wake him up. In order to prevent some pharmacists from taking revenge, He decided to hold on a little longer.
Kaul walked to the edge of the crowd leisurely, walking very slowly. He put most of his energy into processing the fresh data.
He found that the front was too crowded to enter, so he shook his robe and the whole clone flew up, floating from the sky to around Yifeng.
"Are you okay? Brother Yifeng, you will face an unknown multiple of pressure."
"I'm fine, Call. It would be better if I could strengthen my skin."
There seems to be no point in being angry with Kaul's clone. If you want to teach him a lesson, you have to wait until his true form comes.
"I remember you created a more powerful warrior, called the Primaris Head, right?"
"I'm sorry, Brother Yifeng, you can no longer transform it. It can only be made by the chosen one."
Rather than creating a powerful Primaris Stitch, it is better to say that he is trying to use all the Astartes genes to create a longer-lived and more loyal Thunder Warrior.
According to Cawl's worship of the Emperor, it is not ruled out that he has the courage to try to restore the Thunder Warriors.
"Hey, Great Sage, you said that the Callidus assassins of the Assassin Court, their skin seems to be like snake scales. Do you think they can be put on the Space Marines?"
"That's going to cost a lot."
"Haha, the important thing is that someone is willing to change."
The shortcomings of this kind of thing are that it has a price but no market. They say every day that the equipment of the Forbidden Army is worth a planet, and the cost of building a Forbidden Army is comparable to that of a wealthy world...
Counting the Taiping Star Territory conquered by Lian Lei Luo, I have tens of thousands of actual control worlds under my command. If I can exchange them, I will exchange them for 20,000 forbidden troops, which will defeat any enemy.
"You should not tell me that I am just a sage of the Mechanicus."
After just chatting for a few words, a thin film appeared on Yifeng's body. The resilience of the Primaris warriors was so abnormal.
"Hoho, when will your real body come over? I hope to have a chat with him, and the leader of the Primaris. Your clone's memory is still missing."
Yifeng didn't know what was missing, so he simply found a reason to look down on him and to be mean-mouthed.
"You are prouder than me." Kaul said this.
"No, I'm bolder than you."
After hearing this, Kaul read a formulaic apology to Yifeng and then drifted away into the distance.
He went back to Guilliman, and the Custodes who were watching here withdrew to the psychic Titan of the Order of Omen.
Like all Titans, the Machine Soul will forcefully oppress the three psyker pilots, which is basically equivalent to a direct shortening of their lifespan. The Silent Sister who serves as the commander-in-chief ordered the Titans to evacuate, and they need to replenish ammunition.
There was no human figure in the crystal coffin, and the "Psychic Battery" was wiped out.
The senior nun of the Sisters of Silence originally wanted to chat with Yifeng, but seeing that Yifeng was "injured like this", she had to communicate with another soldier.
That was originally Volus.
However, Ina held the chain with one hand and pulled Furushi's cloak onto her back with the other hand, then turned around and held him tightly.
She will never come out before the other person leaves, never!
In the end, Kazanev met her on the side. I don’t know what he said, but it was better than the last time he met the battle sister.
.....
"Come in, Great Sage Caul, come, let me introduce you, this is my brother, the Primarch of the White Scars of the Fifth Legion, Jaghatai Khan, this is my Great Sage of the Mechanicus, Creator of the Primaris Warriors, restorer of many anti-gravity technologies, and the alter ego of the Archmagos Belisarius Caul."
The regent warmly greeted the great sage to come in.
The Great Sage's analytical instrument never stopped, and he quickly discovered that the entire room was very messy, and there were obvious major deviations in the placement of some things. This was an error that was not allowed to occur in a formal meeting between the two original bodies.
The Khan looked unhappy, while the Regent "sat where he was" motionless.
According to Cawl's analysis of the chair Guilliman was sitting on, it was only a breeze away from falling apart.
"Guilliman" was more like pacing in place than sitting.
"This great sage has made outstanding contributions to the empire. The armor I am wearing was also made by him, including these two wings."
"Very good, the quality is very good. Belisarius Caul, you are an outstanding great sage. It is a blessing for the empire to have you." Chagatai Khan praised him meaninglessly, and followed The words rushed out of his throat along with a secret gasp, and he exhaled a breath of thick air.
Caul's gas flow display device was clearly displayed in his mechanical eyes.
"The experiments on Brother Yifeng have already produced results."
"Just say, Great Sage, Khan is the person I trust most, and there is no need to hide anything from him."
After hearing about Yifeng, the two original bodies temporarily became quiet.
"There were some surprises in the experiment. Brother Yifeng and his idea proved feasible. He, one hundred Sisters of Silence, five thousand adamantine warriors and seventeen black stone spiers proved to be able to directly resist the psychic Titan. The Destruction Cannon attacked with all its strength without any losses."
Kaur's no loss means no one was seriously injured.
"This is really exciting news, but Great Sage Caul, something unexpected happened. What exactly do you mean? What I approved is the eighteen black stone spiers."
"The chain connecting the Destruction Cannon and the Black Stone Spire accidentally fell off, causing Brother Yifeng to face the wave of psychic impact. According to the accident regulations, our anti-psionic power is sufficient, and Brother Yifeng also successfully completed the experiment."
Khan laughed and said, "The great sage you found is very reliable, the regent." Khan bit out the last title very hard.
And the response he got was, "Accidents always exist, and a good sage will take everything into consideration before an accident occurs. Are you right, Empire, Kingdom, War, and Marshal!"
Kaur felt that the atmosphere around him was not right, and it was better to retreat first.
With all due respect, sir, no matter from which angle you look at this plan, this plan is very feasible. Brother Yifeng suggested strengthening the strength of the Space Marine skin, and proposed contacting the Callidus assassins of the Assassin Court to learn from their skin transformation. I hope to put its snake-scale skin on the Space Marines. "
"I understand, I will contact the Assassin's Court."
"Then, if there is nothing else, sir, I will go back and process the data. I will be able to get specific analysis conclusions in about thirty-one Terra."
"Go."
When the door to the conference room closed again, Khan's sneer lingered in the regent's ears.
"What do you say? Do you want to peel off your skin and put it on my heir? You are best at snake scale skin. It's all for the emperor."
Alpharius waved his hands with a wry smile, stood up, and moved his feet far away. There was a big pit under his feet. Just now, the original body was not only "sitting down in the void", but also walking on one foot.
Khan refused to give up, raised his fist and wanted to take action.
"The Great Sage's armor is of good quality. I wonder how high it can withstand the intensity of combat."
"Circumstances dictate, Khan. I am the only one who can return in time."
Before Alpharius could finish speaking, he received another punch on his body.
"Khan, there is no time. The armor is now damaged and cannot be repaired in time."
"What does it matter? Just wear the old armor. Guess what I found on the People's Light? A beautiful pair of snake scale armor."
As the trophies of the last capture of the Nightfall and the Omega from the battle with the pseudo-Omegan, the Pale Spear and Thessia Scale Armor, which truly belonged to the original Omega, were lying in the relic room.
Khan was very angry. What he found on the People's Light made him very happy at first, thinking that this unit had a good record. However, when he met the Regent, this complete collection of weapons and armor of the original body changed. It was like Alpharius was declaring the sovereignty of the People's Light.
"Brother, that's real loot. They found it when they captured the Omegon."
It’s over, I can’t tell clearly.
The "friendly exchanges" between the two primarchs even continued until Yifeng's injuries were basically healed.
Yifeng sat there blankly, as if he no longer needed to plan anything, everything was in order under the leadership of the original body.
More adamantine warriors are gathering here. The Dark Angels are about to enter the Sun Sanctuary. The Alpha Legion has disappeared. The Imperial Fists and Ultramarines...the total number of people exceeds 600,000. Although Not all of them responded to the gathering, but 50,000 extremely excellent adamantine warriors could be selected from them.
Together with our 30,000 veterans and the 20,000 warriors from other war groups, a total of 100,000 adamantine warriors are ready to enter the death land.
The huge black stone spire on the People's Light is being secretly transported to Terra, and Caul has also made some. There are obvious differences in the styles of the two. Caul's equipment is more like a black stone obelisk and more like a Kadi Installed creation.
What should he do? It seems that there is nothing left to do, and the next thing can no longer be accomplished by one person or even an organization.
"Yifeng, Chagatai Khan wants to see you, uh, the regent intends to make him the war commander."
"William, you said that the Dark Angel is also moving towards Terra, right?"
"Yes, I suggest you hurry up to the secret conference room on the ninety-third floor."
"I doubt there will be a second Primarch returning."
I heard that a warmaster is to be appointed, but the Lion King will not come back? Couldn't he rely on his strong willpower to defeat the decomposition energy of the undead and jump directly to Terra?
He or even the entire Red Torrent didn't know that the one really coming back at this time was Leman Russ, who had tightly sealed off his news.
The Beiwei Army was denied access to that area, and the only ones who were able to roam freely throughout the building were the temporary Primarch Guards.
Before entering the building, Yifeng hugged Ashlan first, "I miss you so much, my swordsmanship champion."
The two of them went to meet the Khan together. Ashlan had not worn the adamantine armor. He was having a hard time at this moment because he was carrying a lot of things.
"Ha, Ashlan, is this a sacred object granted to the Khan by the regent? At first glance, it looks like a good thing taken from the imperial treasury."
"It should be so. After so many years, the Khan's weapons should also be changed. You see, the regents are all wearing the Armor of Hope and the Wings of Despair. When Jaghatai Khan returns, he will definitely have to forge a new pair of armor and armor. arms."
Aslan looked at Yifeng and then at the various master-level weapons in his hands. This was probably the happiest time in his life.
"Teacher, hey hey, division commander, look at this..."
"Don't say it. You will behave better in a while. Please beg Khan. He likes warriors with excellent sword skills. Maybe he can give you one."
Yifeng looks ridiculously strong. Not to mention how powerful the armor is, Ashlan can't understand it, but the Snow Eagle War Blade in his waist, this sacred object with white scars, is a real master-level sword. Just by looking at it, he could understand how powerful it was.
"Don't be silly. I'll give you this knife later."
Yifeng shook the dead cross sword and signaled to Ashlan that he could take the snow eagle. He still had one.
.....
The two Primaris warriors opened the door. After Yifeng and Ashlan entered, they closed the door tightly, squatted towards the door, and then locked it.
The majestic figure of Jaghatai Khan made everything around him look miniaturized. He was standing in front of a huge bone table, stroking his beard with one hand and holding a pen with the other.
The brush made of the soft hair on the belly of the extinct Mercury mineral beast suddenly waved. Khan's speed was as fast as the wind, and his calligraphy was completed in one go. A bundle of white paper with one throne coin instantly turned into a priceless treasure.
Seeing Khan stop his movements, Ashlan said: "Khan, the leader of the Yifeng Chapter is here, and there are also the weapons you want."
"Okay, Ashlan, stand over here... You are the creator of the red torrent, aren't you Yifeng? Take off your helmet."
Chagatai Khan observed Yifeng carefully. Sometimes, he still held a little hope.
Since the person sitting on the regent's seat is the leader of the 20th Legion, does Yifeng have a gene seed that might be Alpha?
Now that last illusion was shattered, the Lord of the White Scars was convinced that this was his gene-seed and that there was nothing wrong with the ritual scars.
Chagatai glanced at Ashlan, and the majestic look in his eyes made Ashlan stand there without daring to move. This was the first time in all his years of service that he felt so weak.
After the original body turned his head, Yifeng also looked directly into his eyes without any retreat.
"The look in your eyes tells me that unlike Ashland, you will not swear allegiance to anyone."
Yifeng blinked. He just didn't know how to salute Khan at all, so he could only use the courtesy that White Scar usually used to the chapter leader.
"Please forgive my rudeness. I can't remember a more solemn etiquette."
Khan pressed down Yifeng with one hand and stopped his salute.
"Before you bow, let's take a look at this."
Khan pulled him aside. After the ink spread out on the paper, the sharp-edged calligraphy he had just started to write became restrained. The four big characters looked vigorous and powerful, with the feeling of "a veteran welcomes the spring breeze, and an old sword is sharp again."
"What a 'Glimpse of White Horse'."
The Khan sighed.
See it the other way around! It says 'Eagle Strikes the Sky'.
Chagatai Khan silently took Yifeng's helmet and put it on for Yifeng himself.
This move scared Yifeng to the point of saluting on the spot.
"Put on your helmet, draw your sword, and salute when you're done."
Yifeng thought it was some swordsmanship etiquette, so he pulled out the key of Helek.
As soon as the hand pressed on the key handle, Khan moved so fast that Yifeng couldn't see it at all.
He took half a step back, brushed his big hand in front of Ashlan's face, and accurately drew a weapon from his arms.
Ashlan felt her chest loosen, oh, the power hammer was gone.
In an instant, Yifeng felt the roar of the wind, and his whole body lost his balance. Attacks seemed to come from all directions.
"Khan, please forgive me if I have done anything disrespectful..."
Before Yifeng could finish speaking, the handle of the hammer was inserted into his adamantine helmet, right between his eyebrows. The violent impact made him bite his tongue.
He grimaced in pain and couldn't form a complete word for a while.
"I'll let you skim the shadow on the white horse, plunder the horse, right? plunder, plunder again...Have you forgotten the training?" The sledgehammer whirred, and Ashlan didn't know what to say. She wanted to go After trying to dissuade Khan, Khan took a step forward when he heard the collision of weapons in his hands and turned around to glare.
The sledgehammer flew to Ashland's feet, the wildfire arm armor flashed in front of Ashland's eyes, and another finely crafted power ax was missing from her arms.
"You said that you should let the soldiers write more calligraphy and quietly suppress your violent murderous intention. What are you doing? I will let you Pippi Xiaohao, I will let you have a big gun, Perturabo's heirs are better than You can name it..."
Khan's cultural literacy class was very unpretentious at times. Yifeng tried to fight with Tai Chi swordsmanship, but Khan was really too fast. As long as he wanted to, it was impossible for the Key of Herek to touch him.
Yifeng was whipped and spun like a top. At this time, Khan was not using much force, most of it was skillful energy. Yifeng even felt that Khan had studied the Tai Chi sword technique he taught Ashlan, and through his own After improvement, show him what softness is.
It was obvious that Yifeng was thinking too much.
"Come on, this is the only one you can do well among your works."
After Yifeng was spinning for a while, he barely caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye.
Khan held the coiling dragon stick and gently picked up Yifeng. The fine gold giant like Yifeng was lifted into the air by a huge force.
There are many shadows of the stick, and the original body is really serious and can easily suppress any space warrior. After hitting the dragon stick ninety-four times in a row, Yifeng is still flying in the air.
The Ashlan people were all dumbfounded, and they tried to dissuade him under great pressure, but Chagatai Khan did not look at him and just asked him to take a step back.
The next moment, the long stick slammed into Ashlan's original position, and the long stick stood there. Yifeng fell from the air and hit the top of the stick, swinging his two arms left and right like a rattle.
Khan did not release the weapon with his right hand, and with his left hand he drew out a power sword from Ashland's side.
Ashlan is just a weapons stand, like Khan and Aphelios, cutting weapons to greet Yifeng.
When Khan took the weapon, Yifeng seized the opportunity and jumped downwards, but as soon as he left, he realized that it was a trap.
Gritting his teeth, he blocked the Key of Herek in front of him and received another kick in the chest.
A strong wind blew in the conference room, but there were no scattered documents or overturned stools. All the furniture had been locked in place in advance.
The sound of striking iron was far louder than Vulcan's anvil.
Yifeng floated in the air for a while, trying to figure out one thing.
This is not a foster father. Any primarch who can get him, along with a hive-sized flagship and 50,000 adamantine warriors, will treat him well.
This is my biological father, and he will really beat me up if something happens.
Khan's strength was increasing, and his attacks were gradually testing the defensive limits of the adamantine armor. Yifeng had only one choice, and that was to fight back at all costs.
Khan never showed mercy to the weak, and begging for mercy would only make him beaten harder.
When Yifeng was "standing on his head" in the air, he suddenly stabbed straight with the long sword and hit the floor. Khan swung a blow to miss the key of Herek, which was used as a pillar, but the Coiling Dragon Stick fell down. The stick broke.
This was the moment that really surprised Khan. Yifeng seized the opportunity, stood upside down in the air and kicked Khan on the head.
Khan easily dodged this kick and only touched his long locks of hair.
And then...several wigs fell off.
...
Then Chagatai is not Russ. How can his hair grow so fast? After half of it is chopped off, he can't go out with a braid.
Khan turned around and found his hair falling from the air. He quickly threw half of the dragon stick towards Ashlan's eyes, blocking his field of vision. The reduced attack made Yifeng's head look behind the ceiling. With lightning speed, he quickly collected all the wigs and stuck them on his head.
Yifeng successfully created a record, strictly speaking.
This was the longest time in history that any Astartes could survive the Primarch without falling.
There was no chance of falling down, he was just being beaten in the air.
Tens of minutes later.
When Yifeng landed, he felt like his whole body was falling apart. Was every inch of his spine broken? He couldn't even control his arms from raising.
Yifeng's tactical helmet rolled aside. The helmet Khan put on him only knew the simple but highly precise disassembly process.
Belisarius Forge tried to revive Yifeng, but Yifeng felt that he could hardly open his eyes, and could only vaguely see that the power sword opened his mouth.
Khan exposed his fingers, swung his sword blade upward, and blood dripped into Yifeng's mouth.
The blood of the original body can produce gene seeds, which is also the best "medicine" for Space Marines.
For example, Saint Les used his own blood to drip into the mouth of a warrior when he was thirsty. The warrior was cured of his blood thirst to a great extent and became stronger.
If you hold on, you will undergo another transformation. If you cannot hold on, you will die.
(So, the blessing of chaos means that you will become stronger if you can hold on, and you will turn into a chaos egg if you can't hold on, so the original body is...)