The smoke of Xuxu rose from the barren metal surface, this was the war proposed by the arrogant orcs, and they also paid the price called death, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard carried huge oil cans, promethium flamethrowers were devouring the flesh of the orcs with flames, and the ground they polluted, although no research showed that the metal earth could breed those things, and it was worth it to exchange a small amount of fuel for a thousand years of peace in this place, even if it was quite peaceful.

The Master Chief of the Destroying Eagle returns with the Orc Leader pressed back, his servant's head coarsely bandaged with sackcloth to stop the bleeding, and a few pieces of rotten flesh trapped to death, he clung to the Master Chief's helmet and reported to his loyal master with what little application knowledge he had. "Your sight indicators are fine, but the orniths and sensors are disabled by the orc's weapons."

"The vibrations of those bazookas happened to destroy the lenses at a certain frequency, and a few beautiful lenses, I think they were made by the gods of the alien faith."

Abnormity? The Master Chief's thoughts stopped for a moment, and he realized that those things were not cracked by the shells, but himself, and that Astarte's equipment would not be a problem even if it exploded next to the shells countless times, so there was only one possibility, and his uncontrollable psionic talent was growing stronger, from vague foreknowledge to now affecting reality.

He originally thought that this matter would take more than ten years, at least several years, so that he could complete the current difficulties and find a master who could control such a crazy ability, but he had no time, the war and the emotional blow made those forces more and more uncontrollable, and even almost made the battle situation out of control, the master chief shook his head in extremely fast thought. "No, not an orc."

"Who's that?" The servant asked suspiciously, and the master chief just looked at the orc. "We'll wait until we're in a cage."

"What can I say in front of me, I also say the same." Umurray now lowered his head, just because the alloy cold restraint pressed his arms and face to the ground, his body was pulled like a cargo by a heavy tracked vehicle in a humiliating posture that didn't work properly, now he was missing a lot of teeth, he spoke well, he was once unbeatable, and now he was embarrassed, and the Master Chief climbed up his huge body, the weight of that punch was still fresh in his memory.

Now the king of the orcs is just a prisoner, he is still in the mood to joke, after all, he is a king and a loser, and he doesn't have much affection for this world, after all, he just raced, and he has been the coolest time to live in this world, although those space marines are not dead, they are too strong, and they can get up from the ground and pat the dust if they are blown up.

This was the only thing that Emurray was not satisfied with, but when he saw the devastation of the Human Guard camp, his leaky mouth couldn't help but grin.

However, he was soon crushed into a dark prison, and the people cared more about the victors than the ruined losers, who were waiting for the landing of the Lord of Skadi from the landing point of the camp, and although he was not there in person, the soldiers here were extremely worshipped, and most of the people here would not have survived without his command.

Although the one who made the final word was the Destruction Eagle, the worship of this legend was obviously higher among ordinary soldiers, especially those of Karaza, who had never felt that war could be so easy, fate had foiled them several times in recent times, and those hatreds were so completely dispersed, they saluted the transports in the distance, those who were pious, like a group of believers.

And Alan Baier came down only to examine the orc leader, he hastily walked out of the crowd surrounded by Katachan, and appeared urgent, and walked into the camp where the orcs were held, and the Captain of the Destruction Eagle, the second lieutenant, the Leterin Kid, and the non-commissioned officer of Katachan all waited, and the second lieutenant saluted immediately when he saw his boss. "Mission accomplished, boss."

Alan Baier looked at the wretched beast, and he smelled the blood and resentment here, and spoke in satisfaction. "With only half of the losses of the Carraza soldiers and less than a tenth of Skadi's troops, this victory came very smoothly."

"Secondly, I need to confess to you about this, there is something in the haze of this star sector, like a lonely ghost, and it will never stop."

"And now—" Alan Bair was about to explain the situation when the leader spoke.

"Boss?" The word brought the spirited soul of the dejected orc leader, who had planned to wait here for death without eating or drinking, but he looked up and saw the warrior in a distorted posture with great reluctance, his hoarse voice muttering. "You're the leader of those boys? As a result, you didn't show up, and I lost, haha. ”

"No wonder those purple paw shrimp are so afraid of you, you are the most difficult shrimp I have ever seen, it's not that there are no shrimp or bean sprouts to attack us for so long, but there are only a few who can step into my fortress, and you are the only one who can eat my charge, ha!" He looked a little crazy and twisted, his body was starting to lose weight from his failure, and he could kill himself if he had the chance, presumably the orc would not hesitate to kill himself.

Alan Bair stepped up to him, the boots of his feet snapping, and he lowered his head and looked at the man he had defeated as best he could, until he asked. "What do you know? The thing about the purple guys..."

"I, ha, I don't know." He grinned, his teeth stood out in the dark cell, fair, and at the same time with the rancid stench of orcs, he began to wither, orcs without killing were like plants without sunlight, they would wither in a fairly quick time, and if they were allowed to play with all their might, they could grow into behemoths that empires feared.

Alan Baier just looked at him, as if to see his desires and humanity in this monster, and finally he smiled and spoke. "I can have people weld all the dirty cars that still work, fill them up with fuel, make the most noise, and then trap you on them, and make you go forward as fast as you can, charge, charge, until the engine overheats and explodes, and you die in the incessant explosion and death."

The orc swallowed, ran through a parched and painful metal land, and finally died, the best death for him, wonderful, beautiful, enough, waaagh, compared to this dark dungeon shriveled to death... He replied without hesitation. "I don't know much, those shrimps are very mysterious, very strange, can play tricks, the best psionic boys I've ever seen are not as good as them."

"Hehe, they made me a lot of food, all kinds, and I only need to help them break into my rival's house, as long as I get the order, I will send troops, quite happy, that strong shield shrimp is not there, his beard always distracts me, I hit the core of the shrimp city for the first time, haha, I won, so I have already satisfied half of it, a good game, the remaining half, and now there is a better ending, it is really a blessing to Mao!"

Alan Bair thought about why the damned traitor didn't fear the orc attack, it turned out that the orcs were all in the same group, those killings, those cruelty, death, and now the ruins of Karaza, those heretics have no humanity...

There was a disgusting feeling churning from within him, and he sent away countless of those scum, but those things in the empire were like weeds with roots, forever endless, but Alan Bair's thoughts were not affected, and he spoke. "Symbols, any symbols, what symbols are on the ships of those members of the Purple Hand?"

His question is straightforward and valid, there is a circle of people within the empire whether it is legal or illegal, unless you have the guts to cross the void without supplies and recognition, then they must have a legal identity to settle into, so the human ship must have a symbol to represent who it belongs to.

When the leader heard this, he immediately replied. "Triangle, there's one in there, spiral, I don't know what it is, but they have those things on their boat."

Alan Barr nodded, and the leader seemed to be redeemed, he grinned like a meritorious child, but instead of a crazy hurricane, a hot ray pierced his skull, and the Lord of Skadi didn't have time to wait, nor did he have time to play those twisted games with an alien, the orc's massive body drooped down, and blood moistened the floor of this gloomy room.

"Call the clean-up team in, and then, I'll tell you about the situation here, like the things I asked the orcs, or—" His words stopped abruptly as the Master Chief reached out and expressed his feelings with a waiting gesture.

"Everyone, you have to listen to me, you are all my best comrades-in-arms, but unfortunately the company commander is not there, he is responsible for the whole process of scheduling and commanding the combat brothers, and I will report this matter to him later, now I just say it privately."

"First of all, I'm just flesh and blood, ensigns, lords, warriors, and if you don't care about anything else, strip me of my war armor, and put aside my functional enhancements, which are really just tools to help me perform my duties, I'm just a human being."

"You don't have to be afraid of me, and you should understand that I am not God."

The Master Chief opened his mouth to speak, and a gloomy atmosphere enveloped the place, and the corpses of the dead orcs were nearby, with a fishy smell and pitch blackness, and people couldn't see what the expression of this man who had been in war for many years was now.

"My war in Loand, it was a minor but vital war in my many years of life, and I think that the battle of Minati and the Legion of Partolia in the Forge World is more vivid in my memory, and of course the encounter with Mr. Alan Bair, but in that war, a large number of heretical blood that manipulated psionic powers, flesh and blood changed me, I..."

His eyes suddenly turned a terrifying purple in intense emotion, and crackling lightning flashed past him, and it quickly extinguished because of the identity of the Lighterin Kid untouchable, and if it weren't for the great will of the Space Marine, he might not have been able to endure the Lighterin Kid's ability to tear him apart.

Alan Baier subconsciously spoke. "Psionic energy... And not weak, most psionics I've seen can't trigger those near the untouchable, and that explains why there are so many miracles around you, evil gods or emperors, one of them favors you, and I hope that the kind god should be the lord of the human race. ”

The others were speechless, whether it was the closest mortal servant or the Skadi warrior, or the second lieutenant, it was fortunate that Miss Inquisitor did not come this time, otherwise the matter would not have ended.

And the Master Chief replied. "I also hope that this is the emperor's gift, but the Destruction Eagle does not have a think tank, I don't have a teacher, and the warband priest is far away, I have to choose, I originally thought that I could use my strong self-control to suppress it for decades to complete the task, but the reality is that I have reached the limit now."

"I don't want me to burst like that crazy "Feng" nobleman and kill my brothers and friends on the battlefield, and before those weird spirits can reach their limits, I want the black ship of the Inquisition to let the Imperial Authority judge me for my stay and detention. He said reverently.

Alan Baier lowered his head and thought, Master Chief will definitely become a Gray Knight, with his psionic strength and willpower, it is the Emperor's gift, but he can't leave anything to chance, going to the notorious black ship is obviously the best answer, but he can't give up this opportunity, it is not clear whether it is a curse of the gods or a gift from the emperor to awaken the psionic energy before the big war, he likes to take risks, if he really can't control it, he will deal with the Master Chief, so he spoke.

"Trial? You don't have to, let Miss Inquisitor be your teacher, her spiritual energy is absolutely enough, as for the Inquisition, as long as you don't step out of this star region, even one of the most powerful institutions in the empire will not be able to let you step into the black ship, don't forget, the Grand Inquisitor was killed by me, and the Inquisition has an unstable foundation here. ”

"Master Chief, I believe in your loyalty, willpower, even if it is really the evil conspiracy of the Chaos Gods, I will not be afraid, because you have spoken out, I know better than anyone what they are thinking, if you really want to take your soul, you will not have a chance to speak."

"Believe me, the only god I know is the Emperor, Master Chief, and I will convince Inquisitor Nova to make an exception to teach you your psionic powers, and you only need to turn your power into a sharp blade and pierce the heart of your enemy." Alan Baier had already scoffed at those things, and if they continued to maintain the old system of the Empire at this time, they would not be too far from defeat, and anything needed to be made an exception now.

But Master Chief just said uncertainly. "That psionic power is terrifying, just leaking it tore the internal system of my helmet, and I'm not sure if I can master it."

Alan Baier's expression was grim at the moment, just like when he had poisoned thousands of lives here with hunger. "Then I will personally let you go to the emperor and solve your problems before his throne." Then he changed gear.

"Now, you are a rare think tank of the Destruction Eagle Warband, and I will get the company commander to agree to this matter."

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