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Chapter 944 299. Bait

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 944 299. Bait

If you want to ask and insist on knowing the truth, then Sicarius will tell you that in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that one day he would fight alongside a group of Iron Warriors.

This shocking fact was almost as shocking as the time he learned that there was a group of Orcs who believed in the Emperor.

However, the reason why the fact can be called a fact is of course because of its cold truth. The four people in the team quickly accepted this matter, but another new question also arose.

Saul Tarvits proposed it.

"If here, the Iron Warriors are loyal." The Emperor's Son's face was almost as pale as Mephisto's. "Then - does this mean?"

"My rationale tells me that we should not continue this issue any longer."

Uncharacteristically, Bjorn said calmly: "No matter what happens here, or how it is different from our world, it has nothing to do with us."

He spoke very slowly, but more firmly: "Anything that has ever happened here has nothing to do with us. Remember this, okay? Tavitz, Mephisto, Sicarius. You all

You should remember this."

"I really want to do what you said, but it's hard for me to do it."

Sol Tavitz pursed his lips and shook his head: "My legion betrayed once."

His voice was very soft, but it was enough for everyone in the room to hear clearly. The emperor's bust with half-closed eyes looked at them pitifully on the ceiling, as if he already knew something.

"So, will they do it again? Or, this time, only a small number of people will betray? And among those people, just..."

"Please calm down, Captain." Sicarius had to speak out to stop him from continuing this dangerous thought. "Your speculation is horrifying, but it has no reason or foundation. We have no knowledge of the history here.

What understanding, actually—"

His words were interrupted. Mephisto turned his head and looked at the door that was knocked. After a few seconds, he told his companions: "It's one of those Iron Warriors."

After a few seconds, he said hesitantly: "And it's a bit familiar."

familiar?

His description made them frown, and the knock on the door sounded again. Sicarius walked over cautiously, opened the valve, and turned the handle. With a burst of steam being released, the door was obviously modified.

was pulled apart.

An expressionless giant stood in the corridor, without weapons. The surface of the black and gray power armor was very mottled, but it was by no means old. In fact, Sicarius could see that this power armor had been taken care of.

very good.

The scars on its surface were probably deliberately preserved.

"My name is Honso, the war blacksmith of the Iron Warriors." The man introduced himself slowly. "In the name of the Emperor, I will be responsible for the main communication with you in the next period of time."

Except for Sicarius, the expressions of the other three people have changed somewhat. As the center said, there are no secrets on the Revenge. The information terminals and radios at each station will play out specific battle reports, and the soldiers and

All the Astartes can watch, and because of this, they all know who Honso really is.

The War Blacksmith didn't know their mental activities. He just took a step back and then began to observe Sicarius. After catching a glimpse of the mark representing the Ultramarines on his land-moving Titan, his expression changed slightly.

It's not easy to spot, but everyone present saw it.

His expression became more gloomy.

"Ultramarines." The Warsmith clenched his fists tightly. "Your Majesty the Emperor, I really doubt whether my sanity is contaminated."

Sicarius had some bad premonitions, and the information revealed in this man's words made him quite uneasy. However, he did not want to show his cowardice in front of a war blacksmith, so he took a step forward and spoke in a deep voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about something that you obviously don't know much about." Hongsuo looked at him with a half-smile. "Now, the simple self-introduction between you and me is over, but there are still three more."

Bjorn walked out of the room with a serious expression: "Bjorn, from Space Wolves, it's a pleasure to meet you, War Blacksmith Honso."

After he said these words, everyone began to notice that Honso's face began to twitch. He took a deep breath of air, took a step back, and then took another step. His fists were clenched and he was keeping

Trembling.

"Good, good, Bjorn." He looked away and murmured to himself. "Emperor, who exactly did you send to my ship."

Bjorn's expression suddenly became fierce, but he did not take action. Like Honso, he also took a step back slowly. Sol Tavitz glanced at him worriedly, and Bjorn made a

A gesture to indicate that nothing is wrong.

However, his expression seemed to be one that wanted to devour others.

Sol Tavitz sighed, stepped forward, and took off his helmet, but before he could introduce himself, Honso called out his name: "Saul Tavitz!"

The war blacksmith's expression finally became a little happier, and he even smiled.

He walked forward, squeezed Sicarius away, held Tavitz's hand and shook it up and down: "Nice to see you! Your deeds will last forever, and Lucius, the reborn one, has written down all your names.

!”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Honso the Warsmith. But Lucius?"

Sol Tarvitz asked again in a complicated and unspeakable way: "Reborn, Lucius?"

"Yes, he - ah, I see."

Realizing that something was wrong, Hongsuo let go of his hand, sighed, and began to explain: "It seems that you and I don't know the same person. But, no matter what, I am very happy to meet a loyal person. And

No"

He looked at Sicarius and Bjorn, as well as Mephisto, who had been staying in the darkness without speaking.

Noticing his gaze, the Librarian of the Blood Angels took a step forward silently. He did not take off his helmet, but just tapped the emblem on his right shoulder. After noticing the emblem representing the Blood Angels,

The Warsmith shook his head again.

Mephisto got the answer he wanted.

So, at this moment, a huge and cold spiritual energy flashed through, boiling in the air. The blue light was mixed with golden fragments, and the appearance of anger even began to make the metal in the room emit an unbearable wail.

Not far from the corridor, someone screamed in pain. Then, soon there were dense footsteps. Heavily armed steel warriors rushed over.

Sicarius heard Honso sigh. The war blacksmith raised his hand, and a panel popped up on the metal gauntlet on his right hand. He pressed it, and the footsteps disappeared again.

Then, he slowly performed an eagle salute: "The spirit means that I am not crazy. Then, in the name of the Emperor, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Let’s add another chapter.

(End of chapter)