Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Well done Space Wolves."

Guilliman's words made Dorn nod: "That's true. It only took fifteen minutes to clean up the entire Holy Ring. However, the captain of the Frostwolf also took a considerable part of the credit. She actually dared to

Directly launch boarding torpedoes...amazing judgment ability."

There were only two of them in the conference room. Dorn basically went back and forth between the Imperial Fists' station and the conference room these days. He did a lot of data deductions and had so many dense preparations that even Guilliman was confused.

Some are overwhelmed.

"Alyona Anastasia is a very capable commander, although her fighting style is quite eccentric... In addition, she has a good relationship with the Space Wolves."

Dorn narrowed his eyes, and Guilliman's pointed words slightly changed his expression: "...Don't tell me that this was Russ's handiwork."

"It has nothing to do with him, brother. He came back not much earlier than you - this matter is his descendants' own initiative. Let's skip this matter, it is not the point. Center, please report the Holy Ring number to

The scan results are projected."

After a slight buzzing sound, the scan results displayed on the blue light screen made the two people's expressions become quite solemn.

"Cognition is distorted..." Robert Guilliman whispered. "It was still in an instant. Although the Holy Ring did not have time to install a complete mental protection circle due to time constraints, the effect still exists.

I don't think ordinary demons are capable of this."

"This kind of frivolity that plays with people's hearts..."

Rogal Dorn turned his head solemnly and stared directly at Guilliman: "Is it her?"

"It's her." Guilliman pursed his lips. "In other words, she has not left yet. If we look at this matter more pessimistically, can we think that she has crossed the barriers between worlds and came here?"

"In this regard, perhaps we should ask him instead of speculating here."

Donn said this crisply, seemingly unaffected by this terrible conjecture. He turned his head and began to continue analyzing the scan results. As he read more deeply, his expression began to become more serious.

The scanning ability of the center of the array relies on the magic heart of the Revenge to operate. If allowed, it can even divert part of the energy used for operation for scanning and analysis. Considering the size of the Revenge, this part of the energy

It is also extremely astonishing. In other words, the probability of errors in the results it obtains is pitifully small.

The conclusion given by the center is that there is permanent pollution. The sanity is completely normal, but some of the cognitions and concepts in the memory have been completely and silently tampered with. It is absolutely impossible for a real traitor to appear on the Holy Ring. This means

This means that Tzeentch did not rely on any sacrifices or magic circles to control the material world.

She simply cast a fleeting glance at the Holy Ring from the highest sky, and a spur-of-the-moment plan made mortals miserable. The number of people who could survive on the entire Holy Ring may be less than 600, and a large number of originally innocent people

Because of their distorted cognition, they need to be executed immediately. The only good news may be that the Astra Militarum troops on those two planets have benefited from the Black Tower and have not had their cognition distorted...

However, this good news seems so weak in the face of heavy reality.

For a while, no one spoke in the conference room. Rogal Dorn frowned, while Robert Guilliman pursed his lips in silence.

He once thought that they were sure of victory, and he also watched the renewed imperial army's confidence grow greatly - however, reality gave him a major blow. The world is like this, whenever you think you are self-righteous, it will start to ruthlessly

Hit you in the face or your vulnerable private parts and make you realize reality.

Robert Guilliman recognized the reality and quickly threw aside his unrealistic expectations for the future. He had realized that no matter how advanced the equipment was or how strict the protection was, Chaos would always find an opportunity.

.

They are pervasive.

The door slid open, and a bloody Leman Russ walked in with a grin on his face: "How is it? How are my wolves doing?"

"Very good, Russ." Dorn commented calmly. "It's impeccable - even if the Imperial Fists did it themselves, there would be no better results."

He was obviously complimenting, but Ruth frowned. He chose a seat and sat down, and he did not forget to mutter a few words: "You know, Donne, your talent in language is just like mine."

He seems to be talented in singing. So, if possible, we can make an agreement in the future."

Donne glanced at him and said nothing.

"I mean, from now on, I don't have to sing, and you'd better stop being so complimentary... Sounds almost provocative, doesn't it, Robert?"

Guilliman did not want to get involved in this matter. Therefore, he did not answer Russ's question, but extended the topic in another direction: "How did you dispose of the body of Cassandra Vaneskus?"

Processed?"

"To be honest, her body no longer needs to be 'processed'."

Russ bared his teeth: "Her Skyhawk armor self-destructed, and she herself was burned to a puddle of ashes along with the armor. If it weren't for the land-based Titan capturing the last bits of her legacy from the air,

With just a trace of his soul, I’m afraid we won’t be able to recognize it as the remains of a human being.”

"..."

Guilliman let out a long, long sigh. He was prepared, but still felt inevitable anger about this. The anger surged in his heart, beating at the cliff built by reason, corroding

His self-control ability. Russ keenly noticed that Guilliman's hands were trembling.

However, in an instant, he returned to his original state.

"I understand - there is one more victim on the list." The Son of Vengeance replied in a low voice. "This is not good news... but we will continue to push forward, there are still seventeen in the Pacific Star Territory

The galaxy has not yet been recovered."

"That's not what I'm most worried about right now. The two guys Corax and Curze started their so-called investigation on the Holy Ring. Although Corax was very dissatisfied with me taking his job,

But there’s nothing he can do.”

Russ grinned: "The captain of the Frostwolf doesn't know him, ha! Besides, if they go over, I doubt whether there will be anyone alive on the ship."

When he said this, he completely forgot about the name of the wolf pack.

Guilliman had no intention of correcting him and just shook his head: "What else do they want to investigate? If nothing else happens, the Holy Ring will stay in the Barblomis galaxy for a while. She has lost her captain, and we have also

There's no way to pick another one for her. Investigating on a deserted ship - do they want to call out the Machine Spirit?"

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"Maybe it's just a simple competition."

Roger Dorn said noncommittally: "I don't think they can get along normally... Maybe in the future, but definitely not now. Also, what about the others?"

His frown made Ruth click his tongue: "You look just like our father, Dorn."

"...I have no time for your jokes now, Ruth." Donne glared at him with disapproval. "As his son, shouldn't it be natural for him to resemble him? Your words are extremely ridiculous——

Furthermore, the captain disappeared along with the others, where are they?"

"Fulgrim is busy recruiting troops, which means that Vulkan, Sanguinius and Jaghatai are staying with the captain now."

Russ shrugged: "I don't know what they are doing, and to be honest, I don't really care. If there's a fight, fight, and if there's no fight, rest. It's that simple, don't think too much, Dorn. You

Look at the data reports and preparation plans you made... As long as one of them comes in handy, I will be willing not to drink for a year."

"I accept this bet."

Dorn stood up with a slap on the gum, his face calm, but his eyes seemed to have a fire burning: "Wait, Ruth."

He walked out of the conference room, and Russ looked at the closed door, then at Robert Guilliman, who looked helpless, and asked belatedly: "Did I say something again that I shouldn't have said?

"

"...What do you think? You know he won't joke with you." Guilliman leaned back, leaned on his chair and began to rub his temples, his face full of pain. "Oh my god...

..."

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If he had to use one word to describe what Sanguinius was seeing, he probably wouldn't be able to pick out a suitable one from the vast vocabulary. He really couldn't do it.

Before today, the people of Baer had never thought that they would be shocked and speechless by some kind of sight.

Chagatai touched his chin without saying a word, holding the long knife on his waist with his right hand. Vulkan was the most relaxed, happily looking at the boundless sea of ​​stars, showing full curiosity and respect for them.

Respect.

"What a magnificent sight." The Fire Dragon Lord commented with a smile. "So the captain has been drifting in this kind of scenery?"

"It may be beautiful the first time you see it, but it's just that after seeing it a lot. In addition, it's best not to stare at one place all the time. There are not only planets wrapped in world barriers in the endless sea of ​​stars..."

He Shenyan's voice came from in front of them, and the mage moved forward smoothly and quickly. The magic power formed a strip of light behind him, holding the three people behind him.

Jaghatai thought about it again and again, and finally decided to ask: "This is a tense moment of the war, Captain - why did you bring us here? It is true that this scene is too gorgeous for us to touch, but I also have a feeling about it.

Not interested. If we haven’t completely conquered our own world, what else can we talk about?”

"That's a good question, Chagatai. If I had followed the past, I would have talked about something to get rid of this topic. But now we are about to go to another world... So, I decided to be more honest with you."

He Shenyan turned his head slightly, revealing a side face. The gorgeous starlight and golden brilliance flashed away, and some kind of larger shadow climbed up. The three of them could almost only see his shining golden eyes.

In the looming.

"I will take you to a paradoxical world - similar, but different in some details. Yes, it is what you think."

Sanguinius's face turned pale, and the words Blood Angel appeared in his mind. The archangel's body suddenly began to shake, and Vulkan immediately supported him.

"Sure enough." Chagatai nodded clearly. "But, there is still something I don't know - what's the reason? Captain? Why do we go there?"

"The reason is actually very simple, Khan. If someone hit you on the head with a stick for no reason, would you choose to hit you back, or swallow your anger?"

"Of course I have to fight back, and I have to hit him twice."

He Shenyan smiled.

"So, what if he wants to kill you?"

"Kill him." Khan said without hesitation. "Provocation, attack and murder are three completely different concepts. In Chogoris, if someone attempts to murder others, then the targeted victim can be killed

Murderers go unpunished."

"Yes, that's what I'm going to do now... That bastard thinks she can follow the traces we left two times before and find her, and do whatever she wants without having to pay any price?

No, it’s impossible.”

He turned his head, and his voice reached their ears clearly: "Even if I can't kill her, I will make her lose her skin."

"As for why you are asked to go with us...remember, Sanguinius?"

"I...I remember." The archangel whispered, and then he suddenly raised his head, with a little hope in his eyes. "You took me with you. Is it possible that they can still be saved?"

"It's too early to say this now. This involves a promise - I borrowed one of his sons from the emperor of that world and promised to come back to help him later. Now, he needs some help...

..”

Jaghatai's face became a little ugly. In the last meeting, there were many people's negative sides that had not yet been mentioned. For example, his, such as Vulcan's. Coupled with the mage's words, the Chogoris Eagle

His intuition was keenly aware of one thing.

"...Is it what I think?" Chagatai asked softly with a complex look on his face.

"Not bad, Khan." He Shenyan replied seriously. "So, be prepared."

Khan was silent for a moment without saying anything. He rarely brought his emotions to the surface like this. The distortion of his face shocked Vulcan, but what Chagatai said next made him uneasy.

Khan looked at the Fire Dragon Lord and whispered: "Yes, Vulkan - just like the captain said, you may need to be prepared."

Vulkan was startled.