This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 27 Shark: Oh, can we reconcile?
Inside the room, one twisted and deformed creation after another, something twisted and broken like the subspace appeared.

They look like evil beasts, but are still covered with the skin of the material world. Some are like machines, and begin to grow flesh and blood after losing suppression. Some are originally human-shaped, and after breaking free from the clamp, they alienate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ramesses is indeed a medical student."

Even if one knew that using materialization abilities to create soulless bodies for experiments was, in theory, as commonplace as those people in medical school dissecting mice in a previous life, the only difference was that the art style had become unusually dark and distorted due to the outrageous environment of Warhammer 40k.

But Arthur still felt some physical discomfort.

Those bodies created by materialization abilities and now possessed by demons do have an uncanny valley effect.

This is clearly a sacred act of them giving their souls to the cadaver teacher and conducting research for the future of mankind.

As a result, Chaos was turned into an evil experimental factory of a perverted scientist.

As expected, anything touched by chaos will become distorted.

Research on subspace spiritual energy constructs, research on castrated versions of enchanted warriors of Stormcast Eternals, research on the construction of yellow-skinned chat channels, research on demon personality modification, research on the utilization rate of safe house shielding functions, etc.
He narrowed his eyes and a series of experimental projects flashed through his mind.

Ramses was able to conduct research in such an environment without changing his expression. He was able to accomplish so much in less than fifteen days. It is not something that ordinary people can become a medical student.

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The black sword lit up a blue force field, annihilating the nearest chaotic creature.

Arthur searched his memory and began to methodically clear all traces in this area.

Studying Chaos and coming into contact with demons are serious crimes that cannot be tolerated in any period of the Empire.

This is the secret they must keep.
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Nicol, Tiberus and the captains of the regiment gathered in front of the huge holographic sand table.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on a warrior wearing a skull mask and holding a long, slender, golden staff at the edge of the sandbox.

Te Kahurangi, the Chief Librarian of the Carcharodon, is an ancient warrior who has served the Chapter for over a thousand years.

After hanging up this unusual communication, the doubtful crowd had to once again seek the necessary help from the Chief Librarian who had led them through countless threats.

The other party's understanding of them was somewhat terrifying. Not only did they know the name of the regiment commander, but they also knew his title that had never been made public.

It seems that he is very familiar with their style.

"While cruising in the warp, I caught a glimpse of the scene ahead. It was a blank, misty void. No figures remained in the void, only tiny fragments of death remained around. A thick fear gathered there, filled with disbelief and the despair of impending death."

"That sounds bad."

Third Captain Akia looked at the two ships embedded together in the sandbox.

Because of the influence of the uncontrolled anger in his blood, he was not good at thinking, but even so, he could hear the danger.

This is not a good sign.

"But I also glimpsed a glimmer of hope, a rich gathering of emotions, an uplifting mood. There were invisible bonds that dragged souls that should have perished out of the abyss of death. The eyes of the Void Father once gazed upon this place."

"How can you see such a contradictory scene?"

As a chapter leader who had worked with Kahurangi for a long time, Tiberus's cold tone carried a hint of surprise.

For Kahurangi, who is well versed in prophecy, he doesn't even need to use obscure words like other psychics. He can directly tell fragments of the past and the future. It won't be like this now.

"Because of that invisible thing?"

"Well, it seems that the other side's think tank is very skilled and blocked my prying eyes."

Kahurangi replied honestly. After all, apart from this, he really couldn't think of where the large blank spaces in the prophecy came from.

It can't be that those people don't have subspace projections, right?
"So, what's our answer?"

Through the porthole, Tiberius could see lights beginning to flicker on the side of the battered strike cruiser.

This is an invitation.

“The answer remains the same.”

Kahurangi opened his eyes.

"We'll return with a full load." "That's enough."

Without paying any attention to what others said, Tiberus gave the order directly as the hunger and slaughter in his arms flashed.

"Prepare the shuttle. First Company will stay behind the flagship, and Third Company will follow me."

Tiberus did not give up the idea of extorting money. At most, he would charge less if the other party was in real difficulty.

He knew very well that every choice had its risks, but this was the fate of the man-eating sharks. Even if it meant conflict with each other, they had to step forward and tear off a piece of flesh.

Because they have no idea whether they can survive until the next bite of flesh and blood arrives.

The sharks know that this world is never friendly, heretics, aliens, and even the empire they protect will never look at them well.

So they can only fight and rob, abandon glory and reputation, and become the most unwelcome predators in the eyes of other humans.

Inside the shuttle, all the Sharks remained astonishingly silent. They clenched the broken chainsaw axe blades in their hands and pressed the explosive bombs into the almost worn-out gun barrels.

If what's coming next is going to be a challenge, then so be it.

But when the shuttle's molten beam tore through the isolation door that had not yet fully opened, a group of silent soldiers rushed out of the shuttle, but were dumbfounded by the scene in front of them.

In front of them, fully armed Iron Cavalry Terminators were lined up in neat arrays. The wall in front was illuminated by the lights of several huge vehicles, reflecting one ancient and powerful war weapon after another.

Tiberus did not detect any danger in the smell that came towards him, only the fragrance of food.

Are these the defeated soldiers who need rescue as mentioned in the communication?

Isn't this right?

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Looking at the mortals who lost their balance because the isolation cabin was broken and were protected by more than ten Iron Cavalry Terminators behind them, Tiberus retracted his lightning claws with an expressionless face.

"Kahurangi!"

The voice was complaining.

"I just said we'd return with a full load."

It was natural to pass the blame. The accompanying Kahurangi looked at the dazzling vehicles in the cabin, raised his long staff to freeze the shuttle that was about to attack, slowly moved it in, and used psychic power to seal the isolation cabin that was still leaking.

Looking towards the Deathwatch Librarian, awe emerged from their eyes due to their superb skills.

Even now, he couldn't see any future for these soldiers.

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Ramses, who was still recalling his research project, noticed the awe-inspiring gaze directed at him in front of him and tilted his head in confusion.

"Welcome, brothers of the Great Shark, I am Romulus, the captain of the Death Watch's kill team."

Letting go of the hand that was helping Kovek maintain his balance, Romulus briefly introduced himself in fluent High Gothic, seemingly unconcerned about the aggressive attitude of the Great Sharks.

The man-eating sharks, who had originally looked like bandits, suddenly became restrained.

".Hello."

Looking at Romulus, who was of the same height as himself but of extraordinary stature, Tiberius's mentality was as complicated as if he was planning to rob a down-and-out guy, but ended up robbing the hood of a disguised armored truck.

This is bad luck.

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　　If you have time, you can read the official novel about sharks. These people are portrayed very well. They have principles even when they are in difficult situations. They will repay the help they receive. Collecting taxes is something they do only when they have no choice. They rescued a merchant ship traveling abroad and charged them 10% tax.

　　However, operating within the empire is extremely unethical. Perhaps they think that those who live a 'good life' deserve to be robbed?

　　Moreover, they have a lot of inner drama and their fighting style is violent, but they are actually very cultured behind the scenes. They are worthy of being the offspring of the Crow King, and they are all introverted and reserved.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)