"You should remind him?"

"He's stubborn!"

"You're stubborn too."

"Seems to be!" St. Giles wiped his forehead, wiped all the scabs on his forehead, and exposed the white and tender skin that had regrown because of the rapid healing underneath.

"Fortunately, though, I wasn't sent to hold out in that doomed place." A disdainful smile appeared on Chen Guo's face, in the meeting just now, Rogdorn, a megalomaniac, actually wanted him to stick to the Lion's Gate spaceport located above the Terra Palace, but he decisively refused.

Just kidding, when the sky falls, there is a tall man on top, and he willingly wants to be a short man.

Defending the Lion's Gate is a thankless task, so leave it to Rogdorn to do it himself.

"But it seems like you can't touch the fish anymore." St. Gillies glanced at Chen Guo as he spoke, in a joking tone.

"That's true." Chen Guo raised his eyebrows with a headache, "To be honest, if there are conditions and opportunities for me to make a new choice, I will definitely choose to defend the Lion Gate without hesitation, rather than facing an albinism who is neither male nor female." ”

"Haha...... If you have the chance, you must cut off his head. ”

"He has ascended to the demon and is now a demon prince, and it may be difficult to kill him."

"Well, then cut off his head this time, and cut off his head again next time I have the chance."

"Good...... However, Vogrim is strange, as the main army, they seem to only work but do not help. While Horus was struggling to attack, he actually led his genetic offspring to amuse themselves in the nest on the back. A sarcastic smile hung on the corner of Chen Guo's mouth, it was a strange thing to have such a teammate to win in Horus.

"He's just a useless waste!" Rogdorn's voice came from behind him, "A waste who is not a creature who wins on his own! ”

Rogdorn's relationship with Ferus Marus, the genetic prototype of the Iron Hand, is relatively good. For his murderer, Fergrim, who had the same good relationship as Ferus Marus, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

It's just that Vogrim has been paddling off the field all the time. Rogdorn has never found a chance to solve it, and more importantly, Fogrem has now become a Prince of Chaos at this moment, his body has long been killed by Petrabo, and as we all know, the Demon Prince has no way to kill it completely, even if he is killed, he will soon be resurrected in the subspace, which is why Rogdorn is too lazy to do it.

However, at this moment, this crazy guy, I don't know if it's because his heart is too perverted, since he has begun to use illegal drugs to pollute those nests that have not been hit by artillery fire, and directly cultivate and corrupt millions of residents inside into shields controlled by contraband.

Except for the angels, other people don't really feel much about Fogham's bad taste.

For when the inhabitants refused to follow the Empire into safety and remained in the Hive, they had already been abandoned by the Empire, and had become enemies of the Empire in some way.

However, it is clear that Fogham is not just doing his own bad thing.

His real purpose is to guide the millions of nest residents to become followers of Slaanesh, and lead them to the front of the palace to sacrifice themselves, so as to weaken the emperor's will once again, so that the Chaos Demon can enter and leave the palace freely, instead of just hiding behind and watching silently.

This is the fundamental reason why Vogrim has been put back on the must-kill list.

"The Khan has found his traces, but the white scar is because of the heavy losses in the previous battle!"

"I know, I know I understand, just leave this kind of thing to me!" Chen Guo didn't really care about waving his hand, he didn't take it too seriously when it came to leaving the palace to fight. But he still has to be careful, after all, he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter and plant himself at the hands of an albinist who is neither male nor female.

Rogdorn saw Chen Guo, so rude, he didn't say anything more, and left the conference room with his genetic heirs, and walked towards his command center.

At this moment, he was very reluctant to divide his forces to defend, and in his eyes there was not much value in the Lion's Gate.

But there was no way, in the face of a unanimous vote that the defense of the Lion's Gate must be strengthened, and it must be defended no matter what.

Rogdorn was reluctant, but he had no choice but to obey.

He had to mobilize a large number of Imperial Fist Astarte to prepare to take advantage of the enemy's attack before he could launch an attack, and be the first to reach the Lion's Gate above to set up a defensive line.

At the same time, he also had to devise another policy and strategy, relying on the understaffed Emperor's Fist and auxiliary armies to defend the empty Imperial City.

"Hopefully, it's not a sheep attack!" Rogdorn said in the bottom of his heart.

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"The Lion's Gate is our last retreat, and if it fails, then we really don't have any retreat."

"Don't be too worried and pessimistic, I've prepared a safe way to retreat...... I'm not going to take anyone out this time, so you're responsible for staying in the palace in peace." If it goes well, I'll be back in a few days at most. According to Rogdorn's speculation, although Aegis is already in danger, it has sufficient energy and can hold out for at least a few more months. As long as Kiliman can arrive within these few months, the tide of the war will be reversed in an instant, and we will be victorious. Chen Guo suddenly found that he seemed to have begun to draw a big pie as well.

It's all to blame on the idiot Rogdorn, who is self-righteous and paints pies all day long, leading to him actually starting to draw pies after attending a few meetings.

"Wait a minute!" Linda stopped Chen Guo, who was leaving: "Have you forgotten something?" ”

"What's the matter?" Chen Guo had some doubts, he really couldn't remember if he had forgotten something?

"Have you forgotten the weapon you asked me to help you mend?"

"You mean the Black Sword? The old fellow's hands and feet were so fast, and he had already patched them up in this time. I don't know if it's strong or not, don't forget that we also wanted to try to mend the black sword before, but in the end, it didn't all end in failure. Chen Guo didn't spend much effort, and immediately remembered, what exactly was what Linda said?

Not long ago, when he just came out of the dungeon, Chen Guo asked the old guy who was possessed by the emperor to help him repair the black sword that was cut off by the incarnation of terror himself.

Because it was cut off by the hands of the incarnation of abusiveness, it seemed that some kind of curse had been instilled on the black sword, and Chen Guo didn't try to repair the black sword before, but no matter what kind of effort he and Linda made, and what kind of master craftsmen they found, they still couldn't repair it.

As a weapon that matches the armor of the berserker, although Chen Guo has not used the black sword for a long time, it has to be said that this is indeed a good weapon, especially its exaggerated length and width, which can allow Chen Guo to fully appreciate what it means to be an inch long and an inch strong when facing any enemy.

It's a pity that since that use, it has been cut in two, and it can only lie there and eat ashes.

"Just look at it, that old guy looks very confident, I don't know why he is so confident." Linda's expression was very calm.

"Then let's go check it out!"

"You go, I still have some documents that have not been sorted out, these documents are some scientific and technological drawings left over from the Golden Age, very important, I need to back them up and upload them as soon as possible to prevent some accidents, resulting in the destruction of these precious materials, it would be a pity."

"Then you are busy slowly, and I will go by myself."

Because the Chaos Demon in the dungeon has not been completely cleared, and it is impossible to be cleared at all, the old guy's forging site was temporarily placed in the square in the southwest corner of the palace.

When Chen Guo came here, he was helping a lot of Astarte repair weapons...... As a master craftsman of the Forbidden Army's Armament Hall, it is not too simple to repair these weapons, which have been damaged by the battle not long ago.

Watching his hands fly up and down in the air, he used a large number of power swords, lightning claws, and chainsaw axes...... Even some of the battle armors that had been seriously damaged were quickly patched, and after the repair was completed, Chen Guo nodded.

It can be seen that this old guy does have two or three brushes, but this skill alone is not enough to prove that he can repair the black sword.

Seeing Chen Guo's arrival, the old guy immediately stopped what he was doing, and commanded the two Astartes to help him walk towards the container that was temporarily parked in the square not far away.

Soon, it didn't take long for the two Astartes to slowly walk out of the container with sharp black swords on their shoulders.

Chen Guo looked at the black sword...... Compared to before, it seems to have become wider and sharper, and you can tell that it has been specially polished.

The fractured position is connected with golden yellow pure gold, and at the same time, there is a colorful luster flowing on it, and it is obvious that in addition to pure gold, there must also be a bright gold added.

"Huh? Wrong! ”

Chen Guo's eyes suddenly narrowed, the black spray paint on the surface of the black sword was specially processed, and another layer of black paint was applied to it.

"What did you draw underneath?"

"The eyes are amazing!" The old fellow raised his eyebrows, and his face showed surprise. He originally wanted to show off again, but he didn't expect Chen Guo to directly see at a glance what he had done on this black sword that was the same as the door panel.

"I carved a totem under the coating. It is a new totem that I create by imitating the totem on the Heavenly Sacred Spear. With the blessing of this totem, he has a certain degree of damage enhancement against both psionics and chaos demons. What's more, after carving this totem, its sharpness will also be greatly enhanced. The degree of sturdiness will also become stronger and stronger over time. The only pity is that because of the time constraints, I didn't have time to melt it down and reforge it, but just reunited it with a hard fusion metal.

However, as long as it is not bombarded by naval guns or the like, it should not break again. In addition, I have doubled the weight of the entire greatsword, you can see if the weight is suitable. ”

Reaching out to take the black sword, Chen Guo raised his eyebrows.

This weight has indeed increased several times, no wonder it needs to be lifted by two Astartes together to be able to lift it out.

It's a bit difficult to take it yourself.

Feeling the return of the black sword, the berserker's armor began to squirm and tremble.

And as he squirmed and trembled, the black sword also began to emit a low vibration sound, as if it felt the return of an old friend.

"Tut-tut! Looks good, right? The old guy also successfully felt the interaction between the black sword and the berserker armor on Chen Guo's body, he nodded silently, it seems that his estimate is not wrong, this kind of thing is really only available to this kind of tyrannosaurus-like guy.

"It's really good, but it's also a little heavy, but I don't know how powerful it is."

"Are you questioning my technology?" The old guy's face immediately fell, he was busy for a long time, and he was actually suspected by this guy, and he knew that he wouldn't be so concerned.

"The only way to test the truth is to experiment...... You guys come over to me. He reached out and beckoned to a few Astartes who had not walked away, and pulled them all over. A small number of these Astartes are from the Emperor Fist, and most of them are from the Holy Blood Angels, looking at their appearance, they should have just come down from the front line not long ago, and the armor on their bodies was covered with all kinds of metal patches, and their faces without helmets were full of tiredness.

However, they were lucky enough, because there were a lot of Astartes who would never come back.

"Get out your power swords!"

Letting these Astartes gather the power swords together, Chen Guo's palm trembled, and then he slashed hard from left to right.

"Dingding, dingding!"

Astartman only felt a gust of wind passing in front of him, but his palms did not move, but the power swords that were held in their hands were all cut off without exception.

The sharp blade fell to the ground, leaving the bare blade standing tall in the wind.

"Not bad!"

"Heh, do you think that's the end of it?" The old man smiled sinisterly, and pointed at the black sword, a depression in the hilt.

"Press on and give it a try!"

Chen Guo pressed it, only to hear a soft snap, and the blades on both sides of the black sword suddenly became numb, and there was a click-click sound.

Yes, chainsaws!