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Chapter 963 318. Pioneer

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 963 318. Pioneer

War, war, war, war. Endless, never ending.

This world is like a public toilet. A big lump of thick, hard, and black stuff called war was pulled into the toilet one by one by four stinking perverts. There are many more besides.

All kinds of malice that can overflow and crazy things beyond the scope of human understanding.

One man tried his best to press the pump button, but the water couldn't flush those things down at all. The water even overflowed and he almost drowned.

This weird metaphor made the mage almost fall off his chair with laughter. Lictor took a step forward in time and helped him up: "What makes you laugh so happily?"

"It's nothing. I can't tell you, Lictor."

He Shenyan buried the matter without leaving a trace. In the face of a powerful enemy, his mood is very stable. After all, he is completely prepared this time. Even if he does find something beyond his expectation,

It can't be worse than eternal heaven knocking on your doorstep.

The Master has a very appropriate metaphor for his current state of mind. He is like a middle school student who played games all night and did not move a single thing last night. However, there is still less than an hour before school, which means that no matter how hard he tries, his homework cannot be completed.

Complete.

Therefore, his classmates will most likely see a person who walks into the campus with an open heart and a smile.

He Shenyan's mentality is like this now - three evil gods are merging with each other, one evil god is eyeing him, and a group of super energy creatures who have crossed over to look for him are hiding aside with malicious intentions, waiting for the right time. What's the matter?

Worse than this?

"The first batch of black towers has been manufactured." The central voice sounded above his head. "Do I need to put them in immediately?"

"No, transport them to the ships of Dorne and Jaghatai." He Shenyan sat up slightly, crossed his legs together and began to shake happily. "Let these black towers set off with them, and let Korak go.

Come here, please, Center."

".Your recent mental state makes me very worried."

There was a pause in the tone of the center's voice for a moment, causing the Imperial Guards to look up in disbelief at the blue light spinning above their heads.

"It's okay. If it doesn't work, go to the White Tower and find that guy who is not good at learning and charges very high prices and ask him to prescribe a few more bottles of medicine for me." The mage waved his hand perfunctorily. "Hurry, center, teleport him here. I'll

If you have anything to do, come to him."

After his words fell, the blue light flashed away, and Corvus Corax, who was still swinging his sword, was teleported to the captain's cabin.

He held a training sword and fully understood what was happening in less than half a second. Then, a clear look of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Why are you showing that expression?"

He Shenyan made a puzzled expression and looked at the Lord of Crows, but the smile on his lips betrayed him.

"It's a good thing that I came to find you, Corax Vulkan, Russ and others have been complaining about this - or do you not want to be the vanguard?"

"I never said I didn't want to take on this responsibility. Don't get me wrong." Corax answered quickly, and then took a deep breath. "What do you want the Raven Guard to do?"

"You decide for yourself."

The mage spread his hands and told Corax quite confidently: "I decided not to give orders this time. I want to focus on other things, so you can do it yourself."

Corax was silent for a few seconds, his expression changing rapidly. Finally, he calmed down - the captain's mental state could not be expressed, but if this opportunity is missed, it will never happen again.

He began to think and made a gesture: "I have heard that Dorne and Jaghatai will be responsible for the main battlefields this time. But I also heard from Konrad Coze that he and Robert were with

Sanguinius is currently on Macragge, so I guess the Blood Angels and Ultramarines won't stand still?"

"of course not."

The mage boredly changed his posture so that he could support his cheek with his right hand and lean back lazily on the chair. This posture made his voice become lazier: "But, I still said the same thing

, Corax. They command their own legions. So, it's your turn."

He smiled slightly and raised his right hand: "What do you want to do?"

How would I know?

The Lord of Crows sighed helplessly: "You didn't even give me a specific battlefield situation, and of course I know nothing about the current situation in the five hundred worlds of Ultramar - I mean, no matter how brilliant the general is,

It’s impossible to make the right decision in this situation, right?”

The more he spoke, the more he felt something was wrong. The speed of his speech slowed down, and Corax frowned. He didn't think He Shenyan could be so out of tune. Even if he was not mentally healthy, he couldn't explain it. What he had shown in the past

Neither of the two personalities is irresponsible.

After a while, in silence, Corus Corax asked slowly: "You are not kidding me, are you?"

"how could be?"

He Shenyan looked at him with a smile, and then burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, I do have a bit of - um, too much sense of humor recently? Just pretend that this never happened. Then, Center."

The blue light buzzed, the light curtain vibrated, and a huge current situation picture slowly rose on the table.

The mage stood up and climbed over the table lightly, letting the light curtain sway behind him. He came to Corax, looked up at the Lord of Crows, then snapped his fingers, and the blue light flashed away, and he

As tall as him.

"That's good." He whistled, hooked Corax's shoulder, and regardless of the weirdness on the latter's face and the discomfort that almost jumped out of his bones, he forcefully pointed at the light curtain and began to explain to him.

"Robert divided his five hundred worlds into five star regions for easier management, which is good. If we deal with ordinary enemies, it is just the military linkage between the Ultramar Auxiliary Army and the Ultramarines and the sub-groups.

It was enough to make those enemies return defeated. Unfortunately, what they have to face this time is Nurgle’s demonic army and the latest intelligence of Konrad Curze.”

He Shenyan said softly: "Death Guard."

Corax's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Yes, as you imagine, there is also their original body Mortarion." He Shenyan whistled again, but there was no smile in his eyes. "So I want to give you a difficult task,

Corax.”

Facing Corax's dark eyes, the mage said word by word: "I want you to go deep into the subspace and intercept Mortarion."

Kevin, owes 2k.

This kind of thing is like constipation, and you can't get rid of it no matter what.

Why do I keep playing this weird metaphor lately?

(End of chapter)