Emperor's Bane

Chapter 213 The Cobweb on the Iron Heart ([-])

Here they come, those whom my blood relatives call The Old Guard, come.

Look at those people, what terrible and indifferent eyes, what silent and dangerous breath, what admirable will, tenacity and ruthlessness, in the shadows of their eyebrows and the dust on the soles of their boots, I clearly see To countless deaths.

This time, there were only 12 of them, but I searched the entire Iron Warriors, and I couldn't find twelve equal fighters who could take the possibility of victory away from them.

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Perturabo was the first Primarch to see The Old Guard.

When Morgan was fully prepared and left the [North Star] to reunite with her familiar and unfamiliar blood relatives, she selected twelve most stable souls from her bad boy army as her visit for this time. When the personal guard.

Bad boy: This is Morgan's private name for each of the Old Guards in her heart, and it also symbolizes their image in the eyes of Queen Gene: naughty, rough, not so obedient, but with a kind of other The wonderful power and endless drive that good boys don't have.

Just like those bad boys in the mortal race, they are dangerous elements who are not worrying at ordinary times, negative factors that take pleasure in breaking the rules, and are the thorns and riot cores that are enough to give any manager a headache. With an uncanny gift for completely messing up any delicate plan.

Put simply: kind of like Space Wolves.

But on the other hand, they are not complete scum. In their hearts, their cognition of morality and loyalty is still intact, and their enthusiasm for the collective is still shining, their potential desire to become pillars and heroes. Moments, simple beliefs that stand up.

They were bad boys, rough diamonds so stubborn they could hardly be cut, delicate cogs misplaced: but they weren't real villains, scum who had degenerated so badly that they prided themselves on being evil.

That's an important distinction, and it's why Morgan ended up keeping them.

Among the Dawnbreakers, it is not without characters that even the Spider Queen is desperate for: Among the huge base of nearly [-], Morgan did see some dark souls, their stench even defeated the Lord of the Second Legion for private property. The deep-rooted greed sent them to the embrace of death.

But Morgan didn't execute them, or purge them with much fanfare: that would be very un-Morgan.

She just did a little thing.

When Cortez and Pizarro applied for a business trip to the world of death called Catachan, the Lord of the Second Legion, who had already heard about the Green Hell, approved it. request, but made some minor adjustments to the roster.

At the beginning, Cortez felt a little confused, but when he saw the familiar part of the adjusted names, he knew what his mother meant.

Cortez didn't say anything. This cunning and fierce explorer regarded this as a test, a sacred mission from the great mother of genes. He was preparing as usual and exhausted all means , gathered the characters on the list, and took them to Catachon.

And Morgan didn't bother with these small things anymore. After removing the carrion, she was finally able to better observe those who barely met the standard, and she wasn't very cold about her various policies, but they were often very capable of fighting [bad] children].

In the end, she selected these beings and stuffed them all into the [Old Guard]: before the 23rd Expeditionary Fleet finally arrived at the [Tulle of Destiny], the Queen of Dawn had done all the work, and since then she has A private guard with a total number of 214 people was formed.

She didn't designate a commander for these bad boys, but took the opportunity of visiting her blood relative Perturabo to pick out twelve of them who were relatively calm, and asked them to gather on the tarmac in advance: When the mother of genes finally arrives late, these bad children who have been together for a short time have already decided the preliminary victory or defeat in a silent confrontation.

When saluting Morgan, one of them stood half a body ahead of his combat brothers: he was the future commander of the [Old Guards], and he was also meeting with Perturabo At that time, the silent guard standing beside Morgan.

And this person's outstanding indifference and ruthlessness quickly attracted the attention of the Lord of Steel: After shaking hands and saying hello to his blood relatives who had been separated for more than 6000 days and nights, Perturabo's eyes wandered casually. Sweeping past the steadfast Dawnbreaker, he stayed on the fearless face and terrifying scars.

"Your name, Dawnbreaker."

When Morgan and Kelly Fanny greeted and hugged each other, Perturabo looked at Morgan's son and inadvertently compared him with Felix.

"Lana, my lord."

"My name is Jean-Lana."

The voice was more heroic than he had imagined.

Nodding his head in satisfaction, the Iron Lord quickly put the soldier behind him and concentrated on the real treasure: less than two meters away from Perturabo, his nominal sister and his actual The sisters are embracing each other tightly, brimming with sincere happiness.

All the Dawnbreakers and Iron Warriors retreated into the distance at this moment, leaving only the Iron Lord to appreciate this scene: yes, for a moment, Perturabo even let go of all his thoughts and concentrated on appreciating Looking at Morgan and Kelly Fanny, who have been reunited for a long time, watching them embrace each other, confiding and expressing emotion to each other with smiles.

This living scene seems to be more valuable for quiet appreciation than all the works of art in the world. Compared with those dead objects, the scene in front of you has an irresistible vitality that belongs to life and reality.

In the pupils of the Lord of Steel, there was a light that made him intoxicated: only for a moment.

In the next moment, in his heart that was so strong and firm as to be irreversible, the Lord of Steel ordered himself to regain his sanity: He should never indulge in these meaningless mundane things, he still has a job, has Quite an important task that needs to be done.

The Lord of Steel looked at Morgan and Kelly Fanny again. This time, his pupils were full of earnestness, observation and exploration.

Perturabo intentionally brought Kelly Fanny here and made her a companion to welcome Morgan. He restrained his desire to communicate and splicing memories, but in the very beginning of the meeting, he downplayed his own Existence: In this way, he can take advantage of the reunion of Morgan and Kelly Fanny, quietly observe from the sidelines, and review Morgan from the beginning to the end again from the most objective perspective, to get rid of the vagueness in his heart. Contrasted with the image of chaos, too.

This is something he has long thought about.

So, after all the Astartes stepped aside, when the two ladies who had been separated for more than ten years had a happy conversation, the Lord of Steel stood not far away, intentionally condoning all this happening, And silently watched his silver-haired blood relative.

In Perturabo's ruthlessly running pupils and heart, the figure standing on the dawn star 16 years ago, and the woman with the same silver hair and green pupils in front of him slowly merged together, like two There are two exquisite statues that are exactly the same, and they are perfectly stitched under his operation.

"Ok?"

Perturabo frowned.

Just when the figure in her mind was about to merge with the truth in front of her eyes, Kelly Fanny's hair fluttered forward, breaking the delicate fusion: the lady from Olympia leaned forward, gently Pulling Morgan's sleeve, after the latter bent down, he whispered something in his ear.

Vaguely, the Iron Lord seemed to have heard about his name.

What are they talking about?Are you talking about him?Are you talking about what happened to him at Olympia, or what happened at Dawn Star?
The Lord of Steel frowned, thousands of thoughts and worries crossed his mind at this moment: he didn't want Morgan to know about his past in Olympia, and he didn't want Kelly Fanny to find out that he left his home planet later experience.

There is no reason.

Inexplicable worries ignited a blazing invisible fire, swallowing all the careful thinking in his mind in an instant, Perturabo's breathing was heavy with his frowning, urging him to take action, his His fists clenched involuntarily and creaked.

But luckily, before he could speak, the two women parted ways, and their conversation became open again: or so it seemed.

"..."

A breath loosened soundlessly, Perturabo's clenched fist loosened, and he blinked, denying his panic a second earlier.

Yes, it was just some uncontrollable accidental factor, just Kelly Fanny's hair fluttering randomly, disrupting his actions.

He defined it thus, and continued with his task.

Like a gear roaring again, the light-colored pupils of the Lord of Steel continued to search for his target with the restart of his will, and the vision of the Primarch finally crossed the icy air, and he would never be caught by anyone. In the corner he was concerned about, he activated his observation of those blue pupils.

Eyes seldom deceive.

Perturabo believed so firmly.

He still remembers, he still remembers the scene 16 years ago, when his words successfully induced Morgan's thoughts, making her pupils become empty and blurred, the high wall of her soul would be crushed by steel... The Lord easily crossed over, so as to witness and hear the sincere words from the silver-haired lady.

Perturabo has always remembered this move, and in the past 16 years, he has occasionally reproduced this move on those mortals: it can be said that it has been tried and tested.

In this way, he looked at the pair of blue pupils, the pupils that awakened countless memories in an instant, that was the deepest impression he had on his sister: after countless encounters with mortals, children, After being aggrieved with reality, and after citing [Li Xingxing's case] in his heart time and time again, those pupils have become more and more deeply rooted in his heart, like the seeds of a giant tree, taking root and sprouting.

As long as he can...

!

At the moment when the Iron Lord's sight was launched, as if he had already sensed it, the two ladies who had a good chat seemed to have advanced to an interesting topic. They smiled at each other and turned their heads one after the other. , looking towards Perturabo.

"..."

"cough!"

The sight of the Iron Lord suddenly shifted just before the two ladies looked over. He coughed heavily, with his hands behind his back, his eyes drifted to the Iron Warrior at the side in an instant, and then he sensed [behind the scenes] Catching the eyes of the two ladies, he nodded casually, seemingly disinterested in anything.

The eyes came and went quickly, and in the next moment, as Kelly Fanny opened the chat box again, the two ladies were immersed in the quick and short topic again.

Perturabo watched them quietly, until he was sure that there would be no more accidents, his fists clenched again slowly relaxed, and the Iron Lord slightly pursed the corners of his mouth, ready to... …

Kelly Fanny moved again.

Damn!

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This time...

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Damn!

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This time...

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Damn!

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Behind Perturabo, Flix stood numbly.

The leader of the trident just watched like this: his Primarch was facing away from him at this time, with his hands behind his back, and in just a few minutes:
Hold, relax, hold, release, hold, release...

Felix blinked, and after thinking for a moment, he shifted his gaze to Dawnbreaker beside him.

Well, he didn't see anything just now.

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"call--"

Perturabo was breathing heavily, his complexion had unknowingly turned into an iron-gray color that would make any Iron Warrior feel like a thorn on his back, but even so, he still tightened his face, Make yourself look as normal as possible.

In front of him, Morgan and Kelly Fanny had been chatting for several minutes, and their sincere smiles were always permeating, forming two beautiful natural pictures: In the brilliance of friendship and sincere emotion, Pe Tulabo even had an illusion that Kelly Fanny's yellowed vulgar face seemed to be emitting some kind of light that he couldn't fathom.

He glanced and looked again.

When he saw the third eye, the Iron Lord suddenly realized, and then he condemned himself heavily in his heart: it was the most precious few seconds, which was wasted by him.

……but.

He had never seen such a flying look on Kelly Fanny's face.

For a moment, Perturabo was even depressed.

……Do not!

Do not!Do not!Do not!
Stop worrying about these insignificant things, there are really important things to do!
Both inside and out...

Perturabo murmured his promise in his heart, finally, he raised his head again and launched his observation vision: this time, this time he must confirm the impression in his mind !
This time...

Perturabo looked up.

Then, he saw: the short joke between the two ladies had ended, and after Kelly Fanny turned around first, Morgan also walked towards her blood relative with a smile.

"..."

[Long time no see, Perturabo. 】

"..."

"...Yeah, long time no see."

It wasn't until Morgan actually walked in front of him that the Iron Lord recovered from his astonished state.

What has he been doing these few minutes?
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Damn!

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