This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 108 Next Stop, Barr
"needs time."

Ramses was not in a hurry and then destroyed the right hand of the demon host.

Arthur silently approached with the surgical instruments on his gauntlet.

"By the way, I remember that Arthur can isolate himself from the influence of the warp."

Romulus went through the PPT twice more and asked aloud.

"Would he be a suitable pharmacist?"

"You still want Karna to go up and reclaim it."

Ramses couldn't help but complain.

"."

Romulus looked embarrassed.

"Don't worry about that. I can still use my psychic powers next to him, and he hasn't canceled me. For the specific reason, you can regard this as the fatherly love from a good brother."

Ramses made a joke.

"If we really have to divide it, then I must be the father of you three."

Upon hearing this, Romulus couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

He understood what Ramses meant. To put it bluntly, the reason there was no mutual influence between them was that they were not on guard against each other.

Otherwise, the abilities of the four of them would definitely block each other.

"Once Arthur has completely taken over the responsibilities of biological research and is able to independently develop a team of pharmacists for the future legion, I will put these aside and focus on the research of the Stormcast Eternals and the extraction of Warp knowledge."

Speaking of this, Ramses rubbed his head with a headache.

Recently, Tzeentch has been looking for his campus in the Warp. After he stopped capturing Tzeentch demons, he also tried various ways to study disguise and tried his best to sneak in.

At first I could distinguish them directly, but now I have to spend some time to look at them one by one.

Without those Tzeentch demons, the demons of the remaining three gods are not very reliable. Ramses feels that the current subspace searcher has become a bit clumsy.

The originally established knowledge organization mechanism lost its most important link due to Jianqi's tireless attacks.

“This problem is indeed quite serious.”

After listening to Ramses' account of his recent experiences, Romulus frowned.

But who can blame Tzeentch, a demon who possesses knowledge and the Lord of Change? He is really difficult to deal with.

He didn't know much about the Warp, but if Ramses thought it was a problem, then it would be really troublesome.

"Tzeentch isn't the only one who possesses knowledge of the Warp."

Arthur, who was still repairing the skin on the demon host's hand, lowered his head and said.

"?"

Romulus tilted his head.

"Vashtol."

"Oh--"

Before Romulus could react, Ramses punched him in the palm.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have only been thinking about the Four God Demons. There are still a lot of demonic potential waiting to be developed among these Chaos Undivided."

I used to subconsciously ignore these guys and treat them as scraps to be used as supervisors. Only when Arthur mentioned it did I remember that this group of chaotic people could be infinitely subdivided.

Alas, it’s a pity that those unclassified demons have been living too well recently, or the Four Gods are too newborn. I shouldn’t have used a filter and ignored the fact that they are all newborn.

"You guys are busy, I'll go first."

Ramses snapped his fingers, and the entire psychic projection disappeared in an instant.

In the subspace park, the Unclassified Demon who was serving as the supervisor stared at the shadows and the task indicators on his panel, and felt that he was about to face a disaster.

"That's pretty fast."

Romulus sighed and looked at Arthur who was packing up his stall.

"Don't you need to continue?"

When he first saw Arthur saying that he was trying to study medicine, he didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect it to be so exciting.

"The people of the Goddess of Vengeance have arrived." After killing the demon in this body, Arthur lightly grasped the armor, and the medical equipment unfolded in his left and right hands immediately fell off and were placed in the backpack that had been emptied by the micromotor.

Their current armor uses the most advanced technology. The equipment built into the "Armor of Destiny" is even more advanced than the armor of the Imperial Guard. With Dantioch, they can directly design cutting-edge products regardless of cost.

Recently, Romulus asked Dantioch to design a mass-produced model. Once the improvements are completed, their future legions will have good armor to use.

"Okay then, let's go together."

After waiting for Arthur to push the surgical materials into the incinerator for destruction, Romulus left the small dark room.

"grown ups!"

When they arrived at the bridge, Romulus and Arthur also found that the Supreme Marshal Ledotus had also come.

Didn’t you come this morning?
"As the temporary representative of the United Expeditionary Fleet, I have come personally to deliver the news from the Navigator's Sanctuary."

Ledotus saw Romulus's confusion and continued, "In thirteen Terran hours, the fleet will set off. We will head to our first stop, Baal, to meet with the Blood Angels."

The Hades star field where Bal is located is just in the southern part of the Pierrede star field. The expeditionary fleet is heading to Ultramar, so going there is indeed a matter of convenience.

"it is good."

Romulus had no objection to this. It was a good thing to be able to deal more with such start-up groups.

Necessary human interactions are still needed, and in theory, time travelers do have the means to deal with the black rage.

"So, sir, may the duel begin?"

Facing the sharp gaze from the Nemesis Chapter Captain behind him, Ledotus asked naturally.

"."

I'm saying, why does a departure message require the presence of the Supreme Marshal? Do you just want to fight?

Romulus decisively gave up his position.

Let Arthur, the high-level succubus, handle it.

"can."

Facing the gazes converging towards him, Arthur naturally walked into the duel arena that had been set up recently to deal with duels.

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In the soul forge of the warp.

"It's coming, it's coming soon."

Vashtor looked at another completed contract in his hand, threw the soul in it into the forge, and watched the countless war machines pouring out of it.

This is the cargo delivered to Abaddon, the Warmaster of Chaos.

Logically, he would have delayed this batch of goods for a while, but recently some war gangs have become active and placed a lot of orders from him, so there is no need to take advantage of the invincible war commander.

A blue light flashed in Vashtor's eyes as he stared at the Soul Forge.

Although it is unclear what the Lord of Change is doing, since a large number of souls have been coming into his account, this secondary god who has been trying to strive for the status of Chaos Gods will not care too much about those dirty things.

It’s enough as long as you can get the benefits from the Four Gods.

Anyway, once these weapons are released, they will become the power to stir up the fate of the universe.

Vashtor stared at the burning forge, his eyes filled with immense pride.

Look, this is my domain, an advantage that none of the four gods possess.

Fight, let these gods fight. When I grab the drifting sand from your giant mouths, when these sands that you never cared about turn into rolling stones, it will give you an unprecedented surprise.

Vashtor, who calls himself the God of Machinery, gazed at the universe, his eyes fixed on the huge rock floating in the vast universe.

There was the Dark Angels' fortress-monastery, where he stored what he had always dreamed of.

"Come on, come on."

He chuckled softly as he waited for the boulder to vanish into the vast universe once more, losing its trace once more.

Vashtor waits for the day when the galaxy is torn apart; at that moment his chance to become a god will come.

The joy brought by this enjoyment was so charming that he ignored the sudden disappearance of some demons in the soul forge.

(End of this chapter)