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Chapter 136 Dad! Why is Dad bald? Dad?

As the spire carrying the Governor's Palace collapsed, the Insect Saint perched on the mechanical spire also turned his attention back to the Storm Crow Gunship in the sky.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The Blood Angel warrior who was driving the Storm Crow let out a sharp wail.
A powerful psychic force suddenly pushed the entire gunboat, and almost everyone heard the chirping of thousands of insects in an instant.
The Zerg Saint is not only a Titan standing on the battlefield, but also a huge Zerg psychic unit.

Its huge brain tissue and specialized nervous system are enough to make it a psychic unit far beyond common sense.

Even though most of the psychic energy released is used to maintain the shield, it is still far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
however,
The white-haired Mephiston suddenly opened his tired eyes, and blue psychic flames burst out from his eyes.

He waved his fingers, and the air around them suddenly became extremely cold, as if everyone was teleported to an icy planet.

Reina looked at this scene in amazement. As a psychic, she knew that when a psychic allowed the power of the warp to enter reality, the air would become lower to a certain extent.

But in such severe cold, Reina could never do it.

Mephiston pointed his finger at the Insect Saint, and the buzzing sound of the insect swarm surrounding everyone's ears suddenly disappeared.

Then, a psychic lightning bolt thicker than the Storm Crow gunboat gathered and swirled like a giant snake, pouncing towards the Insect Saint.

Strong waves arose on the Insect Saint's psychic shield, and the Insect Saint's entire body was shaking.

“Aa ...

The Insect Saint roared, and the powerful sound waves turned into a hurricane that shook the entire mechanical spire.

Its psychic power suddenly increased and condensed on the psychic shield, shattering the psychic lightning released by Mephiston.

It raised the giant biological cannon in its hand high and aimed it at the Storm Crow gunship in mid-air.

The biological shells roaring with flames shot rapidly towards the Blood Angels.
Mephiston suddenly opened his hands, and his psychic power was quantified into tiny particles, instantly covering the entire Storm Crow gunboat.
Everyone only saw a faint light appear before their eyes, and then the surrounding scenery moved and changed, and the biological shells released by the Insect Saint passed by them in the distance.

The Insect Saint shot off target?
Reina was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was not the Bug Saint who shot off target. It was Mephiston who used his own psychic power to teleport the entire Storm Crow gunship.
What a powerful psychic power! Lena even suspected that his psychic power had surpassed the combined power of the previous group of brain worms.
But uh.
Lena looked at the Blood Angels' chief think tank named Mephiston.

His hair was almost silver-white, with just a hint of the golden color common to the Blood Angels.
His skin was strangely white, and he didn't look like he had been exposed to the sun.
Moreover, this chief think tank had been hiding in a dark corner of the Storm Crow Gunship, as if he was deliberately avoiding the sunlight.

And she didn't know if it was just Lena's illusion. She felt that the chief think tank's teeth seemed a bit sharp.

She was a little suspicious. Was this chief think tank a little bit mutated? Why did he look a bit like the legendary...
"A vampire practicing witchcraft." Traveler Anrakel said to Mephiston with some contempt.

But when he spoke, his cold tone unconsciously carried some vigilance.
Even he could not ignore Mephiston's powerful psychic abilities.

The moment he heard the word "vampire practicing witchcraft", Chapter Master Dante clenched his hands into fists.
Mephiston also turned his tired face and cast a warning look at the traveler Anrakel.

"My Lord." Mephiston looked at Dante, panting, showing his fatigue to Dante.

He had previously fought against the Spirit Brain Beast and faced the Hive Mind, and now he was still exhausted and had not recovered. Dante nodded slightly: "Everyone, get ready for the airdrop."

"According to the original plan——————Hmm?"

Commander Dante was suddenly stunned.
He saw that on the mechanical spire, beside the Insect Saint, within its psychic shield, a red and pink wooden door suddenly appeared.

The wooden door was so neat and clean, so intact, standing among the ruins, it seemed a little out of place.

His superhuman observation ability told him that the wooden door just now did not exist.
Suddenly, the wooden door opened.
A bald figure over three meters tall walked out of the wooden door.
Dante saw the face of the figure clearly. The face was full of divinity and kindness, but also majestic and noble.
Dante felt dizzy for a moment, as if his soul had been hit hard.
"Father!!!" Dante couldn't help but exclaim.

The figure's face was exactly the same as Sanguinius's, even his body shape was the same, except that he had no hair.

Dante even seemed to hear vaguely the sound of flapping wings.

"My father!"

"By the blood of Sanguinius!"

"Dad!!! Hey! Dad, why are you bald!"

Not only Dante, but all the Blood Angels on the Storm Crow Gunship were stunned as if they were struck by lightning.

It was the face of the Archangel himself. Even Sanguino was only wearing a golden mask with the face of the Archangel carved on it.
Mephiston's expression was even more horrified.
His powerful psychic power allowed him to vaguely see that behind the figure was a faint blue-white light, and in the light, a pair of wings were faintly flapping.
"Is it really my father? No. Why is my father bald?"

"The trick of the Lord of Change? Then why not do your hair?"

Mephiston's face was filled with confusion.

Reina, who recognized this gesture, shrank back a little, trying not to draw attention to herself.
At this moment, the bald man with a Saint-Gilius face standing behind the Insect Saint slowly took out an ancient gourd from his clothes.

Reina was stunned for a moment. She recognized the gourd.

"Dang, dang, dang! Pocket tornado!"

The bald man with a Sanguinius face raised the ancient gourd in his hand and pulled out the plug.
A swirling tornado suddenly surged out of the gourd, and then quickly rolled up the surrounding dull air, turning into a gray tornado that swirled up. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to the same size as the mechanical spire.
The surrounding bricks, rubble, and remaining buildings, as well as the swarms of insects entrenched in them, were immediately swept up.
The Insect Saint roared, and its four sharp claws dug into the ground, trying its best to resist the gray hurricane that suddenly appeared before it.

However, even its huge body began to become insignificant in front of the increasingly huge hurricane that pierced the sky.
The man with the face of Saint Guinness had already entered the red and pink wooden door at some point and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the Insect Saint was trying his best to fight the storm, and he still had no intention of paying attention to Dante and his party in the sky.
However, Dante on the Storm Crow Gunship had no time to be happy.
The storm did indeed involve the Insect Saint, but the storm was also heading towards the Storm Crow gunship where Dante was.

"Quickly land on the Thinker's Gate near the Mechanical Spire!"

　Gosh, I finally finished writing a chapter. My stomach still hurts. I took my temperature and it’s 37 degrees. I will try my best to write one more chapter, but it may not be enough for 2 words.
　　
　
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