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Chapter 212 This kind of business competition is too despicable.

"My son."

Saint Gilles' voice was filled with sorrow.

He stepped down from the throne.

The body, shrouded in light, was strong and imposing, exuding an immense sense of oppression.

The enormous wings unfolded behind him, their pure white feathers as real as the Primal's sorrow.

"Father, you are truly our father."

Tears welled up in Mephisto's eyes, and his voice choked with emotion.

"I'm so sorry for causing you so much suffering." The Primarch's voice possessed a sorrowful beauty.
He bent down and reached out to cup Morpheus's face.
The touch was real and warm, giving him an indescribable sense of sacred peace.

"You have done so much for humanity, Mephisto."

"You are one of my finest sons, the guardian of humanity, the sword that protects mankind."

“You have suffered so much, I should have kept my promise and brought you to my side, freed you from the strife, and put you to stand with the departed brothers.”

Mephisto smiled with relief.

"Yes, take me with you, Father."

“I have served for so long, I have endured so much suffering, please grant me the release of death, let me return to your side.”

However, Saint Gilles shed tears.
The falling tears shone with radiance.

“I cannot. Humanity needs you, and the new Lord of Humanity needs you. The final battle is coming, and fallen heroes will return. Mephisto, you must remain in the mortal world.”

These words froze the smile on Mephisto's face.
Ah!
With emotions running high, these words seem a bit inappropriate.
Do I have to go back to work overtime?
"No, Father, take me with you." Mephisto still wanted to plead.

Saint Gilles shook his head. "No, I'm sorry."

Upon seeing the Primarch's rejection, Mephisto showed a sad expression.
At that moment, with a loud bang, the vast underground space trembled.

It was as if a terrifying beast was charging at this place.

"The enemy is closing in, we don't have much time left, Morpheus."

Saint Gilles' voice was still sorrowful, but he no longer shed tears.
He looked at Morpheus, a hopeful look in his eyes.

Do you know these two angels?

The golden angel and the black angel stepped forward and stood beside Saint Gilles.

Mephisto first looked at the golden angel and called out the angel's name.

"San Guillerno?"

The golden angel nodded, acknowledging that he was indeed Saint Gileonore.

Mephisto then looked at another dark angel.

The other person's face was very familiar, but he couldn't recognize him.

"And who is this?" Mephiston looked at Saint Gilles, hoping to get an answer.

"The Dark Angels are the opposite of Saint Gillenor. Before humans even arrived in Baal, the ancient races living here were already aware of the existence of the Golden Angels and the Dark Angels,"

"They are the right-hand men of the King of Angels, and also his eternal adversaries."

As Saint Gilles explained, he pointed to the stone pillar next to him.

A picture lit up, showing Mephisto a group of slender aliens.

They wore heavy robes, the fabric decorated with artworks carved from bloodstone.

In the scene, they erected monuments that would stand for ten thousand years.
The monument is engraved with golden and black angels.

"Millions of years after this race perished, humans came to Baal and established a paradise-like colony."

As Saint Gilles spoke, the surrounding scenery changed.

Mephisto was astonished to find himself standing in a void.
Two satellites orbiting Barr came into view.

Tomoe is surrounded by azure ocean.

The light gray of the desert and the dark green of the lush vegetation create a beautiful scene.

Victoria and Ephemeris are exemplary models of technology and architecture.

The magnificent ring-shaped building surrounds the satellite, and the dazzling lights adorn the bustling city like stars.

"How beautiful!" Morpheus exclaimed, his face showing astonishment.
He never imagined that his hometown, which he considered a dead world, was once so beautiful.

"Unfortunately, that beautiful world was destroyed with the arrival of an era of strife."

Saint Gilles' tone was as sorrowful as ever.
"Fortunately, we were given the opportunity to rebuild it."

"We will rebuild Baal into paradise once again," Mephisto said firmly, swearing to the Primarch.

“That’s what I hope for too, child,” Saint Gilles said. “I brought you here so that you would make a choice.”

"This is a heavy choice, but if we succeed, we will have a great chance to rebuild Baal back to its former paradise."

With a wave of his hand, Saint Gilles vanished from the starry sky, and they returned to the cold underground space.

“Sanguilleno was once a mortal until he chose to sacrifice himself to save me on Devon.”

"That sacrifice allowed him to absorb all the good things that the Sons of Baal had shown over countless ages, and thus he gained immortal power."

"But the Son of Baal also bears the burden of sin, a power even more terrifying than that wielded by San Gileno."

"It represents chaos and fury, which is why the Blood Chapter suffers from thirst and black fury."

"This power has grown stronger with the passage of time, and it is embodied in every child of the Holy Blood."

"The Holy Blood Angels were Baal's strongest children, so they were the first to be cursed."

"When all the Holy Blood Angels have fallen, the curse will spread to every Son of Baal."

"Baal's people will die under the control of Bloodthirst and Black Fury. In the end, this dark force will even affect other worlds, or even the entire Empire."

“Is there anything I should do?” Morpheus asked.

Saint Gilles looked at Mephisto, his bright eyes revealing sorrow.

We grieve for the heavy burden and terrible fate that this poor offspring will bear.

"Morpheus, you must merge with the Black Angel, control its power, and tame it so that this power can be used for the Empire, and the Blood Angel will find peace."

"The price will be equally terrible. You will become synonymous with darkness, and all things will fear and hate you, but you cannot tell anyone about it."

Mephisto's eyes widened.

He has already given so much to the world, isn't that enough?
Are we going to make him continue to endure misunderstanding and suffering in silence?
“No!!” Morpheus said, “Take me away, Father.”

“I’m sorry.” Saint Gilles released Mephisto’s hand, took a step back, and repeated, “I’m sorry, my child. Live on, for humanity, for the Empire, and for me.”

"Stop talking."

Mephiston shouted and ran toward Saint Gilles.
"Father, take me away, please."

At that moment, a gush of bright red blood, seemingly from nowhere, erupted like a tsunami, engulfing Mephisto and choking him.

Saint Gilles sat once more on his throne, gazing down upon Mephistopheles, now submerged in a sea of ​​blood, his eyes still filled with endless sorrow.

"Go back; your duty is not yet fulfilled."

"The warp is in a turbulent time, and the Great Raiders have unleashed their uncontrollable power."

"The subspace and the real universe will be closely intertwined, but the High Heaven is not an evil hell; it has merely been corrupted."

"What we need to do is purify it and get everything back on track."

"Please forgive me for not being able to free you from your suffering. Humanity and the Empire both need you, Morpheus."

“No!” Mephisto shouted.
He struggled and tried to reach the archangel.

However, a crimson wave crashed down, and he was swept away and sunk into the blood.
Once Mephisto resurfaced from the sea of ​​blood and regained his footing,

Saint Gilles and the two angels have vanished, leaving only a surging sea of ​​blood.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Russell's voice.

“Come back, Mephisto, we need you.”

The sound kept repeating, like some kind of whisper.

A force appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Mephisto's limbs.
At this moment, the sea of ​​blood also began to churn, engulfing the chief think tank.

Under the influence of two forces, Mephisto was pulled back to the real world.

"He's back! Quick, control his limbs and inject him with the medicine."

The biological sage standing beside the modification platform spoke excitedly.

He ordered his servants to restrain the trembling Morpheus and injected him with a pre-prepared drug to repair the chief strategist's body.

It also introduces the energy of the star into the other person's body, thereby activating dormant bodily functions.

The think tank members, led by Russell, were delighted to see this.

"By the Archangel, he has returned."

But soon, their faces showed fear.

A terrifying surge of psychic energy erupted from Mephisto's body, sweeping across the surroundings and shaking the heavens and earth.

boom! boom! boom!
Along with the explosion, power cables and equipment throughout the four walls of the room simultaneously burst open.
Dozens of dazzling energy streams burst forth from Mephisto's mouth.

His body was enveloped in a bright, golden-crow-like energy radiance, like a sun slowly rising.

The orb of light slowly rose, and Mephisto became a shadow within the blazing flames.

Boom! The ball of light exploded.

A terrifying energy erupted like a storm.
He knocked everyone around him to the ground.
Then, Mephisto opened his eyes, and the violent power was instantly absorbed into his body.

All the scars from the past have disappeared, and Mephisto has become an exceptionally handsome man.

“Congratulations, you have crossed the boundary of the Primal Forging.” Russell’s face lit up with joy. “It seems that you have successfully suppressed that dark being.”

Mephiston looked at Russell.

He recalled what Saint Gilles had said in the illusion.

Controlling the Dark Angels comes at a price.

For the rest of his life, he would have to fight against that dark angel.

Only in this way can the warband and Baal be preserved.

Thinking of this, a heavy gloom settled over Mephisto's heart.

But he didn't show it; instead, he grinned and smiled.

"Yes, I have taken control of that terrible dark angel."

"Now, find me some clothes, I need to see the Lord of the Blood." At that moment, Dante, the Lord of the Blood, was receiving the Chosen One who had come from afar.

The chosen ones who came to visit were none other than Doraemon and White Wolf from Doraemon Workshop.

They had already learned that the Blood Angels were about to launch a Dark Side Expedition.

They came specifically to promote the brand-new Angel Power Armor in order to expand their business.

Recently, the biological brain introduced by MC Dynasty has made them feel threatened.

The decision was made to use new products to expand the market and build a competitive advantage.

The power armor they were trying to sell was different from ordinary power armor.

In addition to various cutting-edge technologies, it also comes with a pair of wings made of active nano-metals.

The metal wings not only provide the lift needed for flight, but the metal feathers that make up the wings can also be launched out, turning into sharp blades to tear apart enemies.

"This is an angel suit that we developed specifically for the Holy Blood Angels. It abandons traditional energy batteries and uses cold nuclear fusion for power. One refueling can support several years of high-intensity consumption."

"In addition, it is made of active nano-metal materials, so as long as the energy core is not completely destroyed, it can self-repair, reducing logistical pressure."

"Equipped with an adaptive module, each component can be programmed and shaped to perfectly fit both the standard Astartes and the original cast Astartes."

"It features the brand-new White Tiger servo system with nanosecond-level response, as well as a dynamic perception system, multi-core assistance, and perfect compatibility with squad combat."

"It adopts the Xuanwu architecture and is equipped with a biased force field and a small plasma shield to enhance battlefield survivability."

"The pair of angel wings on the back are even more remarkable. They feature an aerodynamic design and incorporate the latest 2.0 anti-gravity device, making them more stable and quieter."

"The wings of the angel are connected by hinges, allowing them to extend and retract freely. Using the latest neuro-sensory connection technology, the wings become an extension of the body, with nanosecond-level response and built-in repair capabilities."

"…………"

Dante, Corbro, and the other Blood Angels stared in disbelief as the Chosen Ones introduced their equipment.

It sounds so high-end and impressive.

"The Empire's enemies are so powerful, you need more and better equipment, and this Angel Armor is the most suitable for you."

"As long as you purchase our armor, we will also provide excellent after-sales service. Doraemon Workshop solemnly promises that if there are any quality problems, you can return the goods within seven days without giving a reason, and we will only replace them, not repair them, during the warranty period."

White Wolf paused for a moment, then offered another major discount: "Order now and receive a small frigate, 500 meters in length, as a gift."

Dante turned to face the Blood Angels, including Corbro, and exchanged glances, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Previously, they used whatever the world provided.
Where have I ever been a client?!
I had no experience, so I was a little nervous.

"I wonder if we could try out this suit of armor?" Kobro asked.

"Of course, we will do our best to meet any customer's needs."

The white wolf nodded with a smile.

Before long, several Doraemon Workshop employees wearing scarlet robes came in from outside and began to replace Kobro's armor.

They were all members of the Mechanical Repair Society.
Later, due to issues with benefits and career prospects,

He gave up serving the Mechanical Repair Society and instead joined Doraemon Workshop as an employee.

The way the first-generation Angel Power Armor was worn was exactly the same as the MK Power Armor previously used by the Blood Angels.

Of course, Doraemon Workshop is already researching second-generation powered armor.
Using brand-new technology, it is integrated into a large metal box.

Once you place your hand on it and it passes verification, the box will be automatically activated.
It transforms into a fluid, liquid metal that covers the wearer's entire body.

The employees at Doraemon Workshop were very quick, and it only took them a short time to remove the MK-type power armor from Kobro's body.
Then, he put on the Angel Power Armor.

"Praise be to Om Messiah..."

After changing clothes, the employees recited a binary song praising the God of Machines together.

A data interface suddenly appeared in front of Kobro, who wasn't wearing a helmet.
It displays detailed parameters of the power armor, as well as the status of each component.

[Angel series armor has been activated]

Corbro tried to move.
The server system's response speed was found to be ridiculously fast.

Compared to the armor I wore before, it was like heaven and earth.

The optimization of the synesthetic system made him feel that the armor was no longer an external object, but an extension of his own flesh and blood.

With a thought, the metal wings on his back came to life, extending and retracting at will.

With a gentle flap of its metal wings, Kobro took flight, like a legendary angel.

"This armor!"

Dante's eyes widened.
He never imagined that power armor could be made like this.

Doraemon and the White Wolf smiled.

This meticulously designed angelic power armor is sure to entice these holy blood angels to become enamored with it.

The previously released CMC power armor is not much different from the MK power armor commonly used by the Empire.

However, starting with the Angel model, power armor design will undergo a radical transformation.

Of course, the Angel Power Armor is extremely expensive to manufacture.

After all, they use the most advanced materials.

Currently, it is estimated that only Astartes can use it as a complete unit.
However, that's more than enough. With their angel armor and fully forged Astartes, they are undoubtedly the deadliest army in the galaxy.

As for the previously developed CMC power armor, along with the newly developed Thor's Hammer power armor, they will be distributed to the elite forces of the Astragalus Army.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" White Wolf asked the Holy Blood Priest Kobro.

"The performance is indeed excellent." Kobro landed, looking shocked.

With this power armor, the Blood Angels' mobility and combat capabilities will be significantly enhanced.

He could already picture himself wearing this power armor, slaughtering those aliens and traitors.

It'll be like cutting melons and vegetables, a complete massacre.

"I never imagined power armor could be designed like this!!"

A voice came.
Everyone turned to look and saw that it was Russell and Mephisto.

"Have you successfully crossed the original casting boundary?" Dante asked excitedly.
Mephisto nodded. "Yes, I have crossed the boundary of the Primal Forging. The first thing I did after awakening as the Lord of Holy Blood was to come and see you."

“Good, very good.” Dante walked over and patted Mephisto on the shoulder. “We all thought you wouldn’t make it to the Battle of Rontian?”

"Today is truly a day to celebrate, as yet another imperial hero has crossed the boundary of the original forging."

"Why not take advantage of this day and add to the joy, Lord of Holy Blood? Please make Doraemon Workshop your weapons and equipment supplier."

Doraemon walked up to Dante and Mephisto.

Dante looked at Corbro, who nodded slightly in agreement.

“Then sign it. The Blood Angels will purchase weapons and equipment from you,” Dante said.

"You won't be disappointed, Lord of Holy Blood. Doraemon Workshop is dedicated to providing our guests with the best armor and weapons."

Doraemon reached out and summoned a contract interface.
"To facilitate trade, this is a trade system developed by the Imperial Bank and the Ministry of the Interior. As long as you sign your name here, it will have the same legal effect as a paper contract."

After Dante reviewed it and confirmed that there were no problems, he signed his name with his bio-seal.

Dora smiled and said, "Then I wish us a pleasant collaboration."

After signing the contract, Dora Workshop provided the first batch of 100 sets of Angel Power Armor for Holy Blood Angels.
Dante didn't waste any words.
After receiving the new equipment, he had his Holy Blood Guard, company commander, and veterans change into new gear.

As they flapped their wings and flew away, the little players active in Baal immediately started drooling.

"That's so cool!!"

"The Holy Blood Angels have changed their outfits, they all have wings?!"

"Dora Workshop actually managed to make wings."

"Damn it, they didn't sell to us first, but instead supplied the NPCs first."

"I want wings too, beautiful wings."

"Does it have the ability to mimic? I want to become like Saint Gillespie."

"........."

The release of the Angel Armor has sparked much discussion among players.
It's even more popular than the biological brain in Minecraft Dynasty.

After all, the biological brain is what enhances computing power and changes empires.

For ordinary players, it doesn't really have much of an impact.

But wings are definitely a factor in how cool a game character looks.
After all, being strong is a matter of the current version, but being cool lasts a lifetime.

Having a pair of angel wings—whether it boosts combat power or not is another matter—it's definitely beautiful.

Just as the Angel Power Armor made its debut and sparked heated discussions,
On the other side, in the world of Rath Forging,
Sage Morio, the forging supervisor, received bad news.
"The Blood Angels said they no longer need us to provide power armor; they have a better supplier."

The mechanical priest who was giving the report bowed to the wise man Morio.

"No need?" Sage Morio asked with some surprise. "Didn't you tell them that this time we will not only provide them with standard power armor, but also a batch of Terminator armor?"

Sage Morio firmly believed that the Holy Blood Angels would absolutely not be able to refuse such equipment.

After all, there are only a few Terminator Armor suits in a single battle group.

They only gave it to us because the Holy Blood Angels are a newly formed group.
Otherwise, you might as well go cool off somewhere else.

“They made it very clear that they didn’t need it,” the mechanical priest in charge of the report said cautiously.

“This assessment is a very ignorant decision,” said Sage Morio.
"Sage, why don't you take a look at this?" The mechanical priest opened a projection interface, playing a picture of the Holy Blood Angels flying in the air.

Sage Morio's mechanical eyes widened slightly, and the sound emanating from the brass speaker was filled with shock and disbelief.

"A powered armor with wings that can fly?? Was it developed by those Chosen Ones?"

The mechanical priest nodded. "It was developed by the Chosen Ones. The Holy Blood Angels also said that the Chosen Ones' service is better than ours, and that buying their products comes with a free gift: a small warship that is 500 meters long."

"They also offer after-sales service, claiming that if any quality problems occur within the warranty period, they will only replace the parts, not repair them, and you can call a repairman at any time if you encounter any problems."

"Dante, the Lord of the Holy Blood, has decided to make Doraemon Workshop the weapons and equipment supplier for the Holy Blood Angels."

“This…this doesn’t comply with the regulations of the Empire and Mars…” Sage Morio tried to use the regulations of the Empire and Mars as an excuse.

But when they realized that the other party was the Chosen One, the messenger of Om Messiah, they immediately backed down.

In terms of the belief in the god of creation, others are more orthodox than him.

"That's outrageous! They're actually engaging in business competition!!"

Sage Morio never imagined that one day, the world of forging would also encounter commercial competition.
Damn it, will this world of casting, which is guaranteed to make money regardless of drought or flood, go bankrupt again?

P.S.: Look at this, guys.

(End of this chapter)