Chapter 401 400. Primaris
The long and deep steel corridor finally ca to an end.
The majestic and scarred body is only clad in a loincloth, but the exposed body is enough to put any mortal sculpture to sha.
The angular muscles show amazing vitality and intimidation. These two feelings are intertwined and beco a noble majesty.
The silver-white hair was cut into a short length, but even this hairstyle could not affect the delicate face.
If the owner of this body did not have the hideous scar that was deliberately left across the entire face, he must be a beautiful man as delicate as a master's oil painting.
At the end of the steel corridor is a huge gate that looks like a hangar in a spaceship.
But the owner of the mory knows very well that this is not a fighter plane waiting to fly into the stars. Here is the access port of a large database.
Here, there is only one person who is qualified to access this database.
A skull that appears to be equipped with an anti-gravity device floats in front of the mory owner.
That skull had been modified a lot, and its eyes swept out a burst of red light, scanning the entire body of the mory owner.
Then, as if his identity was confird, he drifted away and floated above the light of the candle beside the gate.
The gate in front of also opened with a roar after the skull was completely restored.
Lan En really wanted to see who the owner of the mory was going to see.
But the man bowed his head humbly as soon as the door opened.
This makes young people who watch mories look forward to it even more.
Because he could clearly feel how proud and arrogant the owner of the mory was, but at this mont, how humble he was from the bottom of his heart.
Walking forward with his head lowered, Lan En could see through the peripheral vision of his mory that this was a huge, roughly circular room.
The decorative style is as complex as ever, but the researcher's orderliness is maintained.
Pillar-shaped culture chambers shining with bright blue light are neatly arranged in rows on the wall.
The owner of the mory took two steps forward, walked to a circular platform, and then knelt down.
"grown ups."
He has a majestic body, but even when he kneels, he is as light and quick as a cat.
This kind of precise control of the body is like an art.
But before Lan En could sigh, in his lowered vision, a huge, huge black shadow slowly invaded from the ground.
The do in the room is very high, and colorful glass is installed on the do, allowing light to shine through the glass, giving you a sense of holiness like being in a cathedral.
But under this holy light, the 'thing' that cast a huge black shadow spoke condescendingly.
Keep your head up, Neville. Today, you will look directly at , from beginning to end.
The sound sounded like it was coming from an ancient audio device.
But even though the voice was so noisy, not clear, and the tone was condescending, the owner of the mory still obeyed completely.
The Space Marine nad Nivell raised his head, and then Lan saw a monster!
It was a nightmare-like hybrid wearing a thick red robe.
His huge body seed to have gone through countless repairs and replacents, so much so that the obviously ridiculously large red robe could not cover his extrely deford body.
Countless chanical legs peek out from the hem of the red robe, making him look like a creature with a huge and bloated centipede in the lower body and a barely humanoid upper body.
The accumulation of these machines was so huge that Neville still had to work hard to raise his head in front of him.
This reminded Lan En of the rockery sculpture given to his alma mater by a famous and successful alumnus when he was in high school in his hotown.
When he was still a high school student and stood in front of the rockery that was millions of dollars in size, it was like Nivell was standing in front of this 'thing' now.
"You are the least stupid among this group of people, of course, I an in the field of biochemistry. You can even help ." The huge figure said so.
Lane felt a surge of pride erge from Neville's consciousness almost imdiately, as if this barely qualified as a complint was already a supre honor.
Your teachings!
The Space Marine originally wanted to bow his head in greeting, but he imdiately realized the previous order, so the muscle bundles in his neck did not even tremble, let alone lower his head.
"-" In the hand of the huge figure, sothing that was hard to tell whether it was a scepter or a long ax clicked on the ground, making a loud noise.
But the reason why I brought you to see you this ti is not because of your shallow knowledge.
Under the red robe, the densely packed chanical legs twisted slightly under the electrical signal, making a small friction sound against the red robe.
You have been operating independently for a while, how is the progress?
Nivelle still doesn't understand the reason why he was summoned, but he still answered the questions without reservation.
"I have been performing Primaris surgery alone for twenty Terran years, and to date, one hundred and ninety-seven recruits have beco honorable Primaris warriors on my operating table."
Sir, based on my level, I am fully capable of serving as a pharmacist for a battle group.
Neville introduced his level of knowledge in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
In that case. The huge figure above the head said noncommittally.
Although the chanical speaker-like voice had no emotion, Lan En felt that this was his tone.
Then I will introduce myself to you in accordance with the will of the supre noble.
What?
Neville and Lan were shocked at the sa ti.
But before this emotion could be reflected from his mind to his body, the next order ca imdiately.
Stand up, Neville.
The Space Marine's instinct allowed the owner of the mory to obey orders without thinking.
Astonishnt still echoed in his mind, but this did not prevent him from standing upright imdiately.
The tall head with a rust-red hood leaned down from the sky and slowly got close to Neville's face.
Lan En could see through the eyes of the Space Marine. Under the hood was an almost completely chanical head, with only a trace of skin remaining that he didn't know if it was biomass.
At the position of his right eye, a laser cara was constantly adjusting its focus, as if it wanted to see Neville thoroughly from the inside out.
Lann can even sll the engine oil.
This Space Marine, or now called the Primaris Space Marine, wasn't it taught by this guy?
He is going to introduce himself now?
What are you doing?
And the supre noble will?
Among the human empires, only one can be given this title.
If the empire has not been overthrown in the span of ten thousand years, there is only one "Emperor"!
It seems that because the order of the "supre noble will" is being carried out, even the sound like an ancient sound shows incomparable solemnity and solemnity at this mont.
This is Dominius Belisarius Caul. A devout follower of Omnisiah and the Great Sage of the chanicum.
Heres to greeting you.
Looking at the huge figure in front of him, barely making a salute, Lan En felt like he was numb.
Neville is still confused, but as a mory viewer, Lan has already made a guess.
This guy is talking to ? !
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