He is the strongest warrior of mine, dedicated to me.

Like a sculpture, I shape it; In the flames of war, it is refined.

The warrior of my heart, whose heart is like iron, whose body is steel;

Dressed in the armor of the strongest, holding the sharpest spear;

The epidemic cannot invade it, and the charm and the spirit cannot disturb it;

A hundred battles are practiced and strategic, and the divine soldiers accompany him, and they are invincible.

He is the guardian of the Holy Terra,

He is the defender of humanity,

In the name of the Space Marines, you should be fearless!

- The Supreme Emperor of Mankind

Half a month after the Destruction Eagle joined Skadi, this place is still in a state of disobedience, the Space Marines are not in the command of the Imperial Guard, even the Sun Lord cannot mobilize those supermen without personal favors, which is not only the binding of the Astarte Holy Book but also the deliberate of the Empire, as well as the innate arrogance of the Astarte warriors.

Alan Baier saw that the fourth company commander was innate arrogant, like Na Lima, but such a person would be extremely loyal if he was desperate, and on the contrary, he did not trust those who joined Skadi unconditionally.

There is no test of war and there is not necessarily a common interest, and if he is to be under his own command, then Alan Baier will have to investigate the situation!

So he returned to the conference room and began to communicate with the other departments, and in essence, the current Doom Eagle had no control over Elan Baier except for the well-connected Master Chief and his men.

But he doesn't like the means of oppression of others, but he needs to make the other side aware of the pros and cons of cooperating with Skadi, for him it is just a small ploy, but it will also make him fall into the Imperial Vanity Fair, Alan Baier can only worry about what to do with those arrogant space marines, and only fall asleep in the middle of the night.

At the same time, the Destruction Eagles are still gathering, exchanging, feasting, and constantly entering Skadi, they have become the sharpest blades in this world, but they are not the lord's, just as the captain of the Destruction Eagle said, the emperor's super soldiers will not be enslaved by mortals, and their willingness not to call Skadi Lord mortals is the greatest mercy.

The Leterin Kid prepared a lot of food and drink for them, and at the long table where a hundred people gathered, many of the brothers had a very good idea of Scardy, and felt that they could stay here.

And the commander of the fourth company looked at the brothers who were sitting at less than half of the hundred-person table due to the continuous battles in the late millennium, and also realized the kindness of Lord Skadi.

"Brothers, we will live here in the future, protecting this world, and the many lives here, under the light of the Emperor."

He spoke to reassure his fighting brothers who had come to a new environment, but they were not necessarily unhappy, such a comfortable place and food that those born from the wild world did not enjoy.

However, Space Marines are not obsessed with lust, they are natural swords, sharper and more destructive than any material thing in this world at all times.

They are content to feel the experience for a while without forgetting their own honor, those warriors are natural fierce horses, difficult to tame, except for duty and warbands can drive them, food and materials cannot, status and power can not.

The Destruction Eagles are content with this feeling, they don't need the rule of mortals, they soar through the sky, ambush the enemies of the Empire, death descends from the sky, only death will make them fall, they will never stop, they are not falcons, they will not listen to human commands.

That pride and prejudice made them still repulsive even for the organizer of this wonderful banquet or the chef, but some felt that the food and the lair were just bait, and the space marines who soared through the skies would soon exert their power in the galaxy for the Lord of Skadi.

The methodical warriors took care of themselves, the mortal servants cleaned up the food scraps, and with a faint tiredness, the fourth company commander returned to his new room, he did not want to sleep, but he was doing the most important thing.

He was planning a method of recruiting recruits for Skadi according to the Destruction Eagle's strict and harsh recruit selection method, and the pharmacists had shown that it was possible to store and cultivate genetic seeds, and there was also a stagnation position to meet various special needs, and the harsh natural environment here could also meet the needs of recruit selection.

"This is really a treasure of feng shui...", he muttered to himself, but suddenly noticed a message from his personal data tablet.

He subconsciously flipped through the documents, generally speaking, the official documents of the empire were distributed on brown paper, and the data here was obviously not an official statement, and it was not a secret.

His thick fingers slid lightly, but the content on it made the big man frown, and soon, it was a word that made him unhappy, but soon he realized that he could not do anything about it.

Above is the Casting World and Fortress World that is close to Skadi, Mina Tiria's call, if it is usual, the relationship between the Mechanics and the Space Marine is not too bad, and the Destruction Eagle and the Casting World of their own star sector also have a long-term agreement, and now they open their mouths to those people with sincerity, but the words that answer them are not to be accompanied...

The reasons that made this veteran so miserable were complicated, if it was just a weapon, they could rely on a technical sergeant to forge it, if it was a Space Marine operation, they could have a pharmacist do it, but only the modified organs that continued the Star Marine's lifeline could only be cultivated with the consent of the Genetic Sage.

When a new set of Space Marine's organs is cast, a genetically seeded fertilized egg is implanted into a human slave for testing.

The slave then spends her entire life in a static experimental capsule, motionless, as a kind of medium, and during the long days and months, two sets of pre-genomes are generated in her body.

When the two sets of pre-genomes were formed, they were extracted from the original slave bodies and implanted into the other two test slave bodies to generate four pre-genomes.

By analogy, it would take 55 years of reproduction to create a healthy set of organs for making Space Marines.

These works must be officially approved and carried out by the Great Sage of Creatures in the Mechon, and then approved and actually used by the Warband Leader, so the Star Marine's forged lifeline is actually in the hands of the Mechon, and when a warband is supervised and approved by the Sage to use organs, they can continue their personnel replenishment.

The relentless refusal of the Foundry World in the local sector made the veteran feel as if he had been attacked by the tyrant of the Behemoth Swarm, and his head buzzed, and his low mood came back, giving him an uncomfortable expression.

At the same time, another letter of vellum brought by a voyage ship was brought by a timid mortal servant, with the refusal of the Governor of the Pan Lan Casting World, and the only two Casting Worlds above level 15 in this and nearby Casting Worlds have closed their doors to Space Marines...

In an instant, the huge force crushed and shattered the poor terminal, the fourth company commander covered his cheeks weakly, pondered for a long time, did not understand why those mechanical sects refused, he wrote the star language overnight, asking them to reply, the fatigue caused by the sudden bad news made him close his eyes, for the space marines, there is no need to sleep for so long, but this time he slowly woke up at noon the next day.

But things didn't get better because of his attitude, and even though he tried his best to please the sages who forged the world, they still refused to provide genetic surgery and organs for the Space Marines in this sector, and when he offered to let the Destruction Eagle Warband protect your world, they simply replied that the Lord of Skadi did better...

Those Mechachanistic worlds have experienced the hardships brought by the Red Pirates, and the entire sector has been suffering from the Space Marines for too long, distrust and fear, and instead it is the Imperial Guard who saves them, not the supermen who are forever absent.

Such historical problems are the reason why the Destruction Eagle is not recognized today, in contrast, Mina Tilia is willing to provide weapons to Master Chief because of their former activity, but the help of the Genetic Sage is invaluable and can only be mobilized by close strategic partners.

And now it is unlikely that they want to leave this star sector, the cruiser stayed at Skadi's satellite for repairs, most of the equipment and personnel also entered the fortress monastery inside the castle, and the brothers were also used to living in the cold weather of Skady, and every time they moved, they were not responsible for the relics and brothers of the warband, which put the company commander in a dilemma.

To leave or perish, he can even grovel to those casting governors at this moment, but he can't leave his position, those mental tortures mainly come from his sense of responsibility, although he is arrogant to mortals, but he is very responsible for his brothers.

That feeling tormented him for the rest of his life, until he reached the point where he saw his fighting brothers living in peace and contentment with Skadi, and he thought of the fortress that had withered away because of the lack of interstellar marines' surgical organs.

When he stepped into the hall again, most of the fighting brothers who saw him at this moment would be surprised that he was in a terrible state, his body was no longer as hard as before, as if fatigue and pain filled his interior, and when the emaciated warrior met the master chief in the hall, the hero of the Destruction Eagle asked his commander in surprise.

"Oh my God, brother, what's wrong with you?" He put aside his task of overseeing the expansion of his brothers in Skady, and watched with concern as the once high-spirited warrior became like this.

The warrior had become muscular and mentally weakened, and although the Space Marine's strong foundation kept him healthy, it was difficult to assess that he had no psychological problems, and the company commander, though still in a loud voice, answered absent-mindedly.

"Brother, we are in trouble, not enemies, not enemies of the Empire, but distrust, we can't fit into this sector, the Red Pirates have a bad record, except for Skadi, everyone else is hostile to us."

"Someone has confused the Angels of the Empire with the enemies of the Empire, and they think that we... Anytime, anywhere, become a lackey of chaos! ”

The short-cut change in the cheeks of the Master Chief Valian. "I didn't feel that way, and during the time I was fighting, most people had a very good attitude towards me, and there was no hostility at all."

"That's impossible, the trouble caused by the Maelstrom makes Pangiaz very hostile to us, and the other sectors are similar, as if this is the backbone of the whole area, and we..."

"There's a difference, sir, that's the hero of this sector, the hero of the Imperial Guard, the Lord of Skady." Master Chief spoke.

"He is the spiritual leader of this star sector, and you are not the strength of the Skady Corps, we are outsiders stationed, not the troops of this star sector, this judgment point is whether or not they will be sent by the Lord of Skady." He said it suddenly.

"I learned that kind of unification ability when I was in the expeditionary force, the mechanical cult of this star sector, the Imperial Guard, the citizens of the empire, they are all expecting heroes to save them, and the person who set off the expedition at this moment is the Lord of Skadi, and in this sector, he is the will of the emperor." After the master chief finished speaking, the company commander showed an incredulous expression.

"You say, I have to obey the regional forces? Obey the strong right? ”

Master Chief said. "No, he's not a power maniac, he resigned from the position of the Sun Lord, he has made remarkable achievements, he entered Terra, and now he can command the panorama of the empire, but he understands that the current empire is gold and jade on the outside, and it is rotten on the inside, and only by renewing the life of the empire outside the fortress can human civilization continue."

"How can you be sure, the world is hopeless, I don't understand who can give me hope." The company commander fell into a depression, hopeless depression for this rotten world.

"He told me... The original will return, in the future, more appropriate than any prophecy, he is very special, I have a 90% feeling, the great original will wake up, the father will wake up. After the master chief finished speaking, the company commander suddenly froze.

"Father... Well, it could be... Possibly, possibly! He hurriedly walked around the hall a few times, the previous tiredness was swept away, he called out to the mortal servants, he had figured it out, obeying the mortal forces is not necessarily a shame, the Destruction Eagle has to wait even if it falls to the ground, if that day really exists, he must go to Terra to worship.

He brought brown paper, and a quill pen scribbled beautifully on it, and such a decision was somewhat against the Astarte Tome, but given that most of the warbands regarded the Tome as rubbish, he didn't care to announce it.

This sector soon dispersed that strange star language, that is, the arrogant Star Marines warband in the Skadi Lord exists in the real universe every time, the Destruction Eagle Warband will obey his personal orders, but they are not unconditionally obedient, but the commander will determine the specific situation, but this order is strange enough.

The service of the Space Marines to mortals almost confirmed the concept that the Lord of Alan Bair was chosen by the Emperor, and in this sector, the news was relayed by much of the world, and even spread tens of millions of light years before stopping.

Such a miracle is not caused by oppression, what really makes the space marines change their minds is actually hope, it is that hope that makes them die and never chase death again, like the master chief, the eagle lands, but it is still sharp.

(End of chapter)