Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 124 Fulgrim Interlude··The inheritance of mission

Sade is very, very old.

And as an Elder Dreadnought, there was a reason why he was not taken away and awakened before their last such important and all-out battle group action.

As the vague leader among the thirty comrades, Julius actually knew what the problem was with Elder Sade: he was too old, too old to be persuaded, completely stubborn, and so old that he often suddenly said to himself Talking to himself, he is always immersed in his own ideal dream that no one understands.

And Julius also knew clearly that it was Elder Sade who refused without hesitation the ultimatum given by the Sable Sword to those who were left behind and abandoned.

Despite this, when the young warrior looked back at his home planet for the last time, he did not feel any resentment towards the last Chapter Master, only deep regret: regret that he could not serve as the Emperor's Death Angel in the final chapter of the Chapter. You need to die fighting against the enemy on your own battlefield.

Afterwards, they fell into a dilemma of embarrassment and even humiliation due to lack of supplies, support and identity recognition. The fearless elder who could not bear the humiliation poured out his last anger at the invading aliens, and then he was snatched alive from his own body by the alien pirates. He was pulled out of the metal coffin and thrown into the cargo container, and then he was taken into the black market port along with his young underage descendants in the bumps.

Hunger, pain, and the pain of living decay gnawed at Old Fearless's nerves and flesh. He fell into a deep shock, and due to the Imperial Fists' seeds in the 41st millennium, they generally lacked the organ of regenerating meninges. For this reason, if he died, he would be able to escape from this terrible physical punishment and obtain a peaceful sleep.

But he still refused to die.

The veteran is just like his genetic father, broken, broken, scarred, and the pain all over his body feels like he is in purgatory, but the stubborn stone refuses to die.

Just because he has not completed his final mission.

He was cleansed, treated, and moved into a culture chamber without knowing it. Someone re-modified his almost-remnant body. Exquisite nerve blocking and incision repair surgeries were completed while he was in a deep coma.

The eternal pain that made him want to scream silently gradually became more bearable.

Thad's brain and main nerves were actually severely damaged when he was forcibly pulled out of the amniotic fluid chamber. Honso had discovered the problem when he examined him, but he only reported it to his beloved genetic father. this matter.

"To be honest, I find it incredible that he can hold on until now and refuses to die." The bald-headed master of pharmacy said, and did not admit that he had tried his best to save him partly because of Old Fearless's tenacity. "But his There are very few parts of the brain that can actually move, so I think it’s very likely that he won’t wake up.”

In his report to the Gene Father, Honso wrote, "In addition to the physical loss of portions of the cerebral cortex, biochemical analysis of his brain revealed findings rare among Astartes but rare among older mortals. Some biochemical markers are occasionally found, such as reduced concentrations of beta amyloid 1–42 (Aβ1-42) and reduced glucose metabolism in the bilateral temporal and parietal lobes, etc. The scan results support the diagnosis of Alzheimer-like disease. Therefore, it can be speculated that some trauma caused his brain problems. He is no longer fit to serve as a fearless pilot again."

But Thad was still not ordered to give up. After receiving the unexpected retention order from the Lord of Iron, Honsou stared at the elder sleeping quietly in the amniotic fluid chamber of the pharmacist's laboratory for a long time.

From that day on, the master of Kalangal Fortress gradually became the master of pharmacy of Destiny Steel.

Julius and Parogov would also visit him from time to time.

Gods and humans come and go in the apothecary laboratory, but no one can disturb Sade's sleep.

Thad didn't know all this.

"He" floats above the black ocean, the water below is rough and malicious.

He was determined to complete his final mission, but he didn't know how he was going to complete it. The only thing driving him afloat was that final belief.

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One day, the special formation in the Hall of Omens was activated.

Its source is nothing more than a joking conversation over coffee between an ataxic librarian and a psychic consultant from nearly 40,000 years ago.

"Huh...I think why don't we try summoning the senior sister?"

"Who is senior sister?"

"Well... I mean, maybe we can try to call out the soul of Ferrus Manus?" "Why do you have such an idea? Although I don't like him very much, I must say , Poor Ferus’s head was cut off by our more abominable brothers ten thousand years ago, and his soul will not be wandering around in this universe for us to call at will.”

"Because...ahem...I think he is the only one who can be called out and is safer? It doesn't matter if it doesn't work."

"Well, while trying to hold a séance is a piece of cake for me, we can't hold this séance in a vacuum."

"Hehe. Look at this, Furnace Breaker."

"You just thought of it because of the Furnace Breaker, right?" Blue-green eyes looked at the other person suspiciously, "I saw that you stared at the Furnace Breaker for a long time when you were drinking coffee."

"Anyway, let's try it. Although I think nothing will happen, it would be nice to see how this kind of ceremony is performed in the 41st millennium."

"No problem, just give it to me and it's up to me."

Then things (sure enough) went a little awry.

The spirit of Utherma Atla, who returned panicked from a warp storm, claimed to have witnessed a most astonishing possibility and refused to describe it in detail.

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Sade's five senses were almost exhausted.

He raised his cloudy eyes covered with white shadows above the dark ocean of storms.

bright.

The firm and pure white-gold light guides from the far side.

The arms or wings of some huge creature gently wrapped around his scarred remains.

The communication from the soul level made him understand something instantly.

He nodded.

solemnly agreed.

The one who comes will use his body to complete his mission for him.

And Sade had no doubt of this.

His watch was finally over.

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The life-support module next to Honso sounded an alarm, and he turned around.

From the remains of the body that only had the head, shoulder blades and half of the spine extending down from the chest, between the floating white hair, a pair of bright, firm and noble purple iris-colored eyes opened.

The purple phoenix descends here.

　croak.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)