Chapter 69 Can Rogdorn Do It?

Destiny Steel

Office of the Chapter Master

"What?! This thing has been shut down for so long and it can still move on its own?!"

In Perturabo's office, Ramizane couldn't help but look at the monitoring screen and asked incredulously, and drank the rest of the tea in his hand in one breath.

"Red Chicken! (Exciting!)"

Ahalin silently recorded another variant of the ancient language word pronunciation syllable from the kind father's mouth.

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A clear cry.

Like lightning, it passed through ten thousand years of time.

The tiny, invisible, and indescribable things rolled back behind the curtain in panic.

The lumen of the Hall of Omens was activated, and the brilliant artificial sunlight illuminated the entire hall, as well as the glittering gold on Parogov's shoulders.

Two curved claws penetrated deep into the ceramic steel. The golden eagle-shaped creature proudly landed on the neck and shoulder armor of the equally surprised Silver Skull Pharmacist Apprentice, and spread its wings behind his head. At the same time, it raised its head and chirped happily or proudly.

Dassadra, Shanto and Honso's guns simultaneously accurately locked several possible fatal points of the mechanical creature that flew out of the ancient steel coffin at an incredible speed. Well, Julius and Parogov's reaction was still a little slow.

The acting priest, as a sober psychic present, held the scepter and approached his friend cautiously.

"What is this? What is it?"

What appeared in front of everyone was a single-headed mechanical bird similar to the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle.

This eagle-shaped creature looked extremely delicate, and the lines of the shape and the direction of the metal bones and flesh were a perfect replica of its natural version.

The bird is all golden, every detail and every metal feather is perfect. Only those tiny seams, occasionally exposed parts and gear clockwork structures can tell the viewer that this is a masterpiece of engineering and art - oh, not entirely.

One wing of this mechanical bird is the same gold as the body, and one leg is also. All the golden parts and their surface patterns are carefully carved from gleaming brass and rare ivory-like materials, but the other wing of the bird is a light silver, and like its other leg, it is made of some common cold-rolled steel material and engineering resin.

It is obvious that the Crow of Death was not the only one who suffered a fatal attack at that time. This bird-shaped robot has obvious traces of being smashed by long-range weapons and then repaired.

The repairer's craftsmanship is very good and the repair is also very careful, but the insufficiency and simplicity of the materials used in a hurry inevitably create a sharp contrast with the original part, and also indirectly tell something that happened to it ten thousand years ago.

Dassadra heard Shanto muttering in the private channel.

"Damn Chaos, I feel really bad now. Am I dazzled? The combined outline makes me see a pseudo-emperor lackey wearing golden armor. Anyway, this thing looks weird. Let's try shooting him, Dassadra."

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"Although I know that this bird is 99% certain to be some kind of black technology antique product, things are really starting to go against common sense. With such a small size, what kind of energy can it support for so long and still move? It's outrageous! It's as outrageous as finding that your Apple phone can be turned on immediately after being left uncharged for five years."

Rami Zane has completely entered the viewing mode. He puts a mixture of nuts and dried berries into his mouth.

The Border Primarch is still handling affairs and does not seem to have any obvious reaction, but a black ear with a plush edge secretly stands up. Ahlin observed that the flexible muscle bundle at the base of the ear supports the ear to turn 90 degrees to the side without moving the head to obtain the best side sound reception effect.

The Iron Warriors attendant secretly recorded this and decided to be more careful to control the strength when massaging the ear roots next time.

"Why is there so much interference in the monitoring channel today? This band makes the vision uncomfortable."

Perturabo frowned his black and white eyebrows and turned on additional psychic monitoring.

"————!"

The dazzling ultra-high energy reading light spot stimulated the canine retina, and he squinted his eyes.

The demon primarch once again looked at his body, which was watching the scene with great interest, to make sure that the other party was not paying attention to him at all.

Then he calmly began to input the agreed code bytes that had not been used for many years into a certain band.

Ahalin dutifully added hot water to the teapot.

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"Don't talk nonsense, Shantuo," the second company's adjutant calmly stopped his peers from trying, "Father is watching us."

This sentence successfully made the active war blacksmith immediately stop, "You are right, everything is under the control of the father."

He regretfully deviated the crosshairs a little.

On the other side, Hong Suo was also holding a gun and asking questions to his young apprentice.

"Parogov, how do you feel?"

The Astartes who was asked did not move at all, but the calm voice of the Imperial Fist came from the ventilation grille, "I'm fine, Master Hong Suo, my mind is clear, my thinking is normal, and I don't feel any special changes."

"Really? That's great news, now prove it to us, Parogov."

The other party cleared his throat, "In the dining hall of the Lord of the Silver Skull, even the Imperial Guard will completely surrender to Him from stomach to body and mind. Can Rogal Dorn do it!"

Under the indescribably shocked looks of the people around him, Honso put away his twin bolters and said, "Uh-huh, yes, it's little Niraidoa himself."

Julius said in disbelief, "Did you just use something very disrespectful..."

"A test measure," Honso immediately cut off the acting pastor's frightened words. "A very reliable test measure is a secret agreement between us. Julius, you can also consider doing this."

"No, thank you, Master Hongsuo. I think I can take some other measures in this situation. And I sincerely hope that you will try not to use this kind of inspection measure in the future when there are brothers and monks from other battle groups. ”

The two of them were close enough to touch the big golden bird, but the mechanical bird still did not move from its original position.

The three of them looked at each other.

Finally, Hongsuo stretched out his silver metal arm and tentatively lifted one of the mechanical bird's claws.

"OUCH!!!!!"

At a speed that even the Astartes' eyes could not catch clearly, the sharp beak pecked a large hole in the Potion Master's metal arm.

The metal's activated flesh writhed and squirmed, quickly filling the wound.

"It's really vicious."

Honso shook his hand.

The big bird seemed very satisfied. It raised its head, then folded its wings and combed its feathers as if nothing had happened.

Parogov tried to take a step forward.

The bird made no movement. He walked to the steel coffin again and reached out to touch the sleeping Astartes inside. The bird still showed no reaction.

"We might as well move our Black Princess into a new container first and then make plans."

The Potion Master decided decisively.

Gua.

Six o'clock...or after six-thirty! (you)

It seems that Mortal Death 3 will be released on February 1st?

Next, when I can take a leave of absence, I may take a leave of absence to re-promote the main line of the outline... hurry up and push forward to avoid the horrible backstab.

Another: I feel that I am more conservative than the official...