Chapter 312: Very bad news
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Spire.
The Governor's Residence.
As Anton walked in the corridors beneath the mansion, there was a slight shouting and deafening cannon sound in his ears, and the sound of logging guns never stopped.
These voices came from the other side of the Audience Hall, which showed how fierce the fighting was there.
"The Praetorian guards are really hard to deal with." Anton muttered to himself, but he didn't panic, and still walked through the underground passage.
The attendant followed Anton, and as he walked, he saw that the walls were covered with photographs.
It's a photo of Anton's father with the mechanical hound, and each of the mechanical hound's wives.
The reason why the women were the wives of the mechanical hounds was because they were all in tears, their mouths had been transformed into iron dog mouths, and their hands had been amputated and put on iron dog paws.
It was the first time that the squire had followed Anton to this place, and he had only become Anton's screed half a year ago, and the photos of the former governor he had seen were all photos of their family, not with the hounds.
"Your Excellency, why is your father so ...... Love mechanical hounds? The squire couldn't help himself and asked.
Anton replied expressionlessly: "About eighty years ago, our family went hunting in the nest, and my father brought his mechanical hound, which was a gift from a mechanical priest with whom he had a good relationship......"
The squire nodded, he knew that most of the nobles' entertainment in the nest was to go down to the nest to hunt the living.
"We chased the family into a long-abandoned drainage pipe with bug-like monsters and a lot of bald heads."
"The guards died, my mother was torn apart, the hound was separated from us by a bald head nailed to the wall with a fork before, and in the end only me and my father remained."
"When a monster opened its bloody jaw and was about to eat me, the wounded mechanical hound came all the way to protect us and scare the monsters off."
"My father thought that the mechanical hound was sent to him by the Ohm Messiah and the Emperor, and together with the grace of saving his life, we all loved it as a family."
After listening to the story, the squire suddenly realized, and thought that it was no wonder that the former governor liked his mechanical hound so much, even if the hound had been killed by the usurper, he did not hesitate to sell the population of a residential area for money, and then send the body to Agrippina for repair.
"Your Excellency the Governor......"
"Huh?"
Anton glanced at his squire.
The squire shuddered and asked, "Why does the hound's wife always change ......?"
"What do you say?" Anton asked rhetorically.
The attendant quickly closed his mouth and continued to follow Anton in the passage.
They walked for a full half hour, and every half meter along the way there was a picture of the governor with the hound and the hound's new wife.
Eventually, they came to a gate.
Anton opened the door with his own blood and walked in.
The squire's eyes searched in the dim light, and then saw a ...... sitting on a throne of bones Monster.
It had arms and legs, was extremely fat, had a purple complexion, and was stunningly large with a round bald head.
Anton saluted it.
The monster nodded in response.
"After you see the results of the Praetorian Guards' investigation, I'll organize the guards to attack them." Anton respectfully reported.
"Idiot." The monster's mouth did not open, and the voice sounded directly in the heads of Anton and the attendants, "You are in a showdown, if you don't have a showdown, only Ling and your family may die, and there are still people in the sect who can hibernate and wait for the opportunity...... Your whole sect's big plans have been ruined by you! ”
Anton frowned, very dissatisfied.
He is still a human being, not one of those sacrificial purple-skinned bald heads, and he can't afford to sacrifice his entire family's life for the sake of the so-called grand plan.
"What's the use of your showdown, have you beaten the Tyrone?" The monster asked.
"I can't beat it, but I can struggle." Anton asked the monster rhetorically, "Even if there is no showdown, what can you do if you survive the attack of the Tyrone and continue your big plan?" ”
The monster was silent.
After a minute of silence, the monster said angrily, "I let you go when you went down to the nest, you don't really think that the hound can protect your life, do you?" Later, I helped you regain the position of governor......"
"What do you want to say?" Anton asked.
"I want to say, no matter how things turn out, we're worms tied to a rope!"
Anton nodded: "Yes, I know this very well. ”
"Alright, now go get me some food, I'm going to recharge my energy and get ready for the next battle." The monster closed its eyes and said no more.
Anton glanced at the attendant beside him: "I have brought it to you." ”
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Five minutes later.
A mountain of corpses was piled up in the spacious meeting hall.
Anrida dragged the corpse of the last enemy out of the pierced tank and threw it onto the hill of corpses, then set a fire to set the corpse on fire.
After doing all this, Anruida sat on the burning corpse, his bionic skin began to burn and gradually reveal the metal bones, but he didn't care anymore, because most of the skin on the surface of his body had been destroyed in the battle just now.
There is no thrilling part of the battle with the noble guards, it is one killing after another, and as a civilian official in the guard, he still has the combat ability of the Praetorian Guard.
"One...... Two ......"
Sitting in the flames, Anruida counted the family crests she had just collected, recorded the families they represented in the database, and then began to purge these traitor families.
After recording all of the traitor's family, An Ruida threw the badge into the flames and sent an urgent communication request to Qin Mo.
"Governor."
When Qin Mo's face appeared on the video, An Ruida saluted, and then said everything that happened in Beisu, and finally put forward his own thoughts: "I suggest that the Beisu nest be cleaned. ”
"I think so too." Qin Mo looked absent-minded, "Yaoen, that space marine, you, plus Gray, the four of you should be enough to clean the spire of the nest capital, first kill all the rebel families on the spire, and then guide the army to clean up the lower nest and the bottom nest." ”
"Yes." Anrida saluted again.
The communication was hung up by Qin Mo on his own initiative, and it was obvious that he didn't really care about the gene stealers who appeared here in the North Pleiades Galaxy.
The scale of gene stealers in the North Nest Capital must be amazing, much more than when Tyrone One was still the Nest Capital...... But this is no longer the case.
[A large number of hostile personnel were scanned.] 】
A message appeared in Anruida's field of vision.
On the map in the upper right corner of the field of vision, dense red dots are gradually approaching the Audience Hall.
Soon Anrida saw the first group of enemies, the remaining ranks of the Noble Guards and the Spire Guards.
These men surrounded the Audience Hall and set up a blockade under the cover of armored troops.
Anruida sat on the burning mountain of corpses and watched it all indifferently.
At this time, the battle in the hundredth area of the lower nest had ended, and Yao En and Chen Ye teleported from the lower nest to An Ruida's side.
Information was shared between the Praetorian guards, and Yao En was already aware of the orders of the Lord of Tyrone.
Gray also flew to the orbit of Hokujuku 1 in his Praetorian Guard, but instead of teleporting, he descended directly from the orbit.
Everyone on the ground saw a fireball fall from the sky and smash into the Audience Hall.
In the smoke-filled ruins, a figure wearing Praetorian Power Armor carrying a half-cut chainsaw sword slowly walked out.
The genestealer officers present were terrified at the first sight of the half-cut chainsaw sword, and they could even sense the souls of their own kind wailing through the jagged cracks of the chainsaw sword.
"I'll tell you a very bad news. Ten minutes ago I was teaching a female naval officer to swim aboard the Tyrone III. Gray's voice was amplified enough for everyone in the room to hear, "And then, and then I was called, thank you so much." ”
The only responses to Gray were lasers and various live ammunition on the gravity shield.
(End of chapter)