Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 686: All-night Surgery and the Third Evil Guest
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It is unknown what exactly Carloface encountered and who he met that day after he returned to Tizca and after people saw Camille and Maatra leave.

A few hours later, he was found unconscious between the two walking legs of the warlord-level Titan Canis Vertex, which stood as a statue at the entrance of the Fire Phoenix School Pyramid to commemorate the great battle.

What happened next made his colleagues even more worried: a full set of scans on Carlofis showed that he was still killed by the soul-eating bees, but perhaps out of some kind of confidence or pride in his own abilities, he did not undergo further examinations when he was rescued.

People speculated that when he realized that something was wrong with his situation, he wanted to return to the pyramid of his own school to seek help, but eventually he collapsed.

So, following the fallen Black Crow School's Templar Lecturer, First Captain and Chief Think Tank Ahriman, now the Fire Phoenix School's Templar Lecturer, Sixth Captain Carloface also lay in the Medical Pyramid. His ward was next to Ahriman's, and his colleagues also put down what they were doing and rushed over immediately.

"I never thought that one day on Prospero I would hear the news that my two brothers had fallen one after another."

Fussy Taka looked a little irritated, but he still performed his duties well.

Carlofis had undoubtedly delayed himself for too long. Before they arrived, he had already begun to suffer from the progress of the Soul Devouring Bees' reproduction. Half of his face was frozen, and the other half was twisted and deformed wildly, as if he had seen the most horrible thing in the world; he screamed in pain unconsciously, and his powerful hands were bent like bird claws, scratching and breaking everything around him that he could grab. His power armor had been hastily removed, so the blood vessels and fresh scratches on his muscled genetically modified enhanced body were bulging like many purple earthworms, and the blood from the bite of his mouth mixed with saliva was flowing down from the corners of his twisted mouth.

His power was so great that he began to run wild even in the restricted medical room, burning off the hair of the doctors and nurses who dared to come in. Then he began to use his puppetry to manipulate the instruments and equipment throughout the room without any pre-buried crystals, and it seemed that he was about to blow up his own ward and Ahriman's as well.

All this was not stopped until the two closest company commanders, Fusis Taka and Hathor Mat, were urgently called to the medical pyramid.

Although Fusis Taka was a master of force field techniques and was not as good at touching the mind as Baleko Ushizar, the invisible force of the falcon was also very useful in controlling the patient. It would not cause any injuries and there was no need to consider the patient's movements and postures. Carloface, who seemed to have gone completely crazy due to the severe pain, had no idea how to use his strength. Fusis Taka controlled him effortlessly, and then gently lifted him back to the bed with his invisible big hands, and kept him there so that Hathor Mat could come forward and give him a detailed examination without interference.

The medical staff asked them if they needed to push some instruments back in for use. The third company commander, who was still so handsome that he didn't look like his real self, shook his head and refused. Then he rubbed his hands gently, and then placed his palms gently on both sides of Carlofis' head, which was unable to move but still looked hideous. Finally, he closed his eyes, and people could only see his eyeballs slightly moving or pausing under his eyelids, as if he was looking at something that others could not see.

After looking at it once, he carefully changed the position of his hands and looked at it again.

When he finally opened his eyes, Fussy Taka couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?!"

"I can see it, clearly. Eggs with many barbed tentacles, white and ugly, not yet hatched but looking like they will soon, six in total in his brain. As for how they got in..."

Hathor Mat nodded and pointed to a wound on Carlophis's exposed flank that looked like healed claw scratches and a wound that was clearly like a thorn - that wound should have been left earlier today, and thanks to the powerful physiological functions of the Astartes, the bleeding had already stopped and a scab had formed.

Liangyu's instructor scratched the blood scab with his fingertips. "Look here, this should be the location of the rubber gasket of the power armor's abdominal cable. The attack angle is very tricky. Generally speaking, this is a blind spot for attackers. It is completely safe for people wearing power armor. The thing that can stand here and launch a piercing attack on him is either a very small child, and Carlophis is stupid enough to let him or her get close to the distance that is almost touching the leg armor, or..."

"He was attacked by the Soul Devouring Bee. This thing seems to be more cunning than I knew." Fusis Taka said, "The medical staff mentioned that Carlofis went to the ruins in the wasteland with the recorder Camil Xifanni today, and the recorder was covered in wounds when he came back. Carlofis also seemed to have gone through a hard battle. It was Utherma Atla who brought them back. Obviously, Carlofis thought he was not hit."

"He was still a little careless. The eggs of the Soul-Eating Wasp are only the size of dust when they sting the human body. It is indeed easy for an Astartes to overlook them. He really should have done a check." Hathor Mat shook his head. "I don't understand why his Theodar didn't notice and warn him about this?"

"Perhaps if he feels all right in his head, his guardian spirit will also feel all right? - Ah, I feel him starting to arch again, you'd better start quickly. This is important. I don't want to see Carlofis die of brain worms because of our chat."

"What do you think I'm doing?" Hathor Mat placed his long, white, smooth, tender and perfect hands next to Carlophis's head, which was weirdly hideous because he couldn't move. It was as if his muscles under the skin of a motionless person were trying to break through the skin and pop out. He moved back and forth as if scanning in mid-air. "I'm trying to find all the tentacles that extended from the first egg. Damn it, how did they evolve? This damn thing has no intention of leaving the host alive, and it hatched so quickly. It's really unreasonable."

"Hurry up then!" said Francis Tarka sternly, while increasing the force he put on his colleague.

"Be patient! This is a delicate job! If I take this job, I will never let Carlophis lose any ability to speak or cast spells after being revived! These tentacles have barbs, and they extend deep into the brain and hook into the neural pathways of different processing areas. If they hit the wrong place, even if he survives, he will be a useless person! So we might as well kill him now!"

After maintaining her perfect surgical posture for more than an hour, Hathor Mat let out a small, vague hum of victory, "Four! Perfect!"

At the same time, Fusis Taka smelled a special smell of burning protein coming from Carlophis' ears and nose. "Did you use the method of slow heating?"

"What else? Pulling them out forcefully would surely damage his nerves. I controlled the temperature of the cells inside those cells little by little, slowly cooking the muscle parts between the tentacles and the barbs, and then I began to pull them out. Fortunately, they haven't evolved a way to communicate with each other, otherwise we would really have to risk disturbing Lord Magnus for help."

When this matter was mentioned, Fusis Taka's face could not help showing anger. "That damned mortal! The evildoer who brought disaster to the country! He chose this moment to entangle the Primarch and ordered us not to disturb him! When Carlophis is out of danger, I will definitely stop him and ask for an explanation!"

"I have no objection. I have been annoyed with that damn pretty face for a long time. Also, now that I have loosened it, it is the right time to take the egg out as soon as possible, otherwise this damn thing may even revive again... If it is convenient, can you...?"

"Of course." The moment their eyes met, they exchanged their views in their minds and the details of what Hathor Mat wanted Fusis Taka to do next. In fact, such a precise operation that requires coordination would be difficult to replicate among mortals unless it was performed by well-trained scholars and sorcerers like the Thousand Sons. Even with a high level of technology, it would be very difficult - after all, what could be more intuitive and less likely to cause misunderstandings than the steps of transmitting thoughts through the mind?

Fusis Taka reached out and placed one of his hands under Carlophis' nose, while casting his own spell to lift the other's head slightly. Then he entered a state of great concentration, and synchronized and coordinated with Hathor Mat's mind, with the former leading his invisible power to the appropriate position of the insect egg tentacle in Carlophis' brain that was ready to be pulled out, and then used the simulated picture displayed by telepathy to tell him how to operate.

The Falcon's Templar lecturer slowly twisted his fingers in the air with the most incredibly gentle and delicate movements a giant could make. The invisible force field surgical drill on his fingertips had carefully drilled through the necessary capsules, bones and protective layers, and was now turning into precision surgical forceps thinner than a hair to clamp the four tentacles of the insect egg.

"Now!" cried Hathor Mat.

Francis Taka calmly closed his fingers and kept pulling outwards until it was out of the range of the skull base. He quickly pulled again and pulled out a mass of unhealthy dark yellow jelly-like gelatinous substance with blood and blood clots from Carlofis's nostrils. Then he threw the egg, which looked like some kind of echinoderm, into the metal surgical tray beside him with force, making a wet "click" sound.

"There's no need to keep this thing as a specimen." "Indeed." Francis Taka threw it to the ground with his void hand, and then his ceramic steel boots ruthlessly crushed the insect eggs with tentacles and flesh thorns into a pool of meat paste where nothing could be seen.

"…I mean can't you just crush it with a force field and throw it in the medical waste? That's gross."

"Imagining it as the face of some nasty mortal will give me more energy, Hathor Maat. Are there five more?"

"Indeed." Liangyu's temple lecturer raised his head and exhaled. His forehead was covered with sweat, as was his body. "Can you get me a towel? It looks like we're going to have to do an all-night operation." He grinned.

"I just wanted to find a challenge to warm up."

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After coming out of the werewolves' lair, Ramizane's face looked a little solemn, but Frich and Kili were obviously very happy to see him again, so after encouraging the two wolf brothers and sisters of Russ to guard the place again, they began to return to the bridge along the same route they came.

The personnel on the bridge had received orders to return to their respective posts when they left, and now the place became busy again.

The captain saluted them solemnly and gave up his command throne. Perturabo BC walked over and motioned for Ramizarn to pick up the jeweled captain's scepter.

"What is this doing?"

[You wave it... draw a symbol in the air, like this.]

"so?"

Then the whispered sounds of conversation and the sounds of instruments working around them suddenly disappeared, and an invisible barrier separated the inside and outside of the captain's command throne.

"I have to say, this thing really has some of the flavor of a science fiction movie, the way it's done... and it's a very retro magic."

"It's more convenient for us to talk here. This really works well." Perturabo BC said, "This type of ancient technology barrier is not even installed on every line of the Queen of Glory, which shows that the old man's degree of partiality is unprecedented and will never be repeated."

Ten thousand years later, the King Pigeon suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention again.

"Now that we have seen Russ's little secret, and we know that we will have to think hard about arranging the landing of these werewolves in the next Prospero Burning - what are you going to do next?"

【wait. 】

"Waiting? Waiting for what?"

[Waiting for the arrival of our coalition forces, don't forget that in order to convince Magnus, this so-called punitive force must have another person besides the executor Leman Russ, at least in legal terms. He has the supreme teaching authority granted by the old man (at this point, Perturabo BC expressed his dissatisfaction and ridicule with a big roll of his eyes and a heavy snort). ]

"Oh, yes, Waldo and his Guards, as well as the Sisters of Silence, they also have to be present on the scene so that everything is ready."

The dog began to sneer. At the same time, the captain below seemed to have received some new news and was walking up to report to them.

The black and white sheepdog typed on the keyboard and asked him a question: "Has the signal I told you to wait for appeared?"

"Yes, sir." The captain saluted, "We have received the identification code."

The claws tapped a few times. "Are the representatives of all three codes here?"

"Yes, sir. They are all here. They came together. Although the latter two used a secret code, it was Master Constantine Waldo who was mainly responsible for the appearance."

The dog snorted, "Go ahead and assign them guide boats and berths."

After watching the captain leave, Ramizane asked with a little surprise, "Three? Aren't they the Imperial Guards and the Sisters of Silence? Who else?"

[To be more precise. Even Leman Russ at the time was probably unaware of this.] Perturabo BC's beard curled up, as if mocking slightly, [It was Constantine Valdor and the Custodians, Gentia Kroll and her team, and.]

He paused.

【The Order of Ominous Omens.】

(End of this chapter)