……

The bridge of the Glorious Humanity.

Qin Mo sat on the throne, and beside him stood the Praetorian Guards and Iron Commanders.

Like Kiliman, Qin Mo also has things that need to be arranged, but now that the people have not arrived, he can think about his own affairs first.

Qin Mo's thoughts drifted back to when he was fighting Motarion.

What Motarian and Kiriman noticed was right, Qin Mo was just distracted, in the middle of the battle.

And the reason for his distraction came from his battle against the seventy-seven Great Demons and the Demon Prince on the Guardian One.

Qin Mo recalled the battle that he easily resolved, but made him think about it to this day.

……

The Great Demon of Nurgle and the Demon Prince surrounded Qin Mo, and their attacks were indiscriminate, because they had come with the determination to die.

Although those attacks that tried their best every time pierced through the power armor, they couldn't hurt Qin Mo's body, nor could they suppress Qin Mo.

When Qin Mo raised his hand and prepared to release the flames to repel the demons, a living missile fell from the sky.

The demons were knocked away.

In the smoke, a group of guys who looked like alloy skeletons appeared.

The commander of these alloy skeletons was a tall skeleton that was about five meters tall and extremely strong.

At first, Qin Mo thought they were Vashtor's minions, but after careful inspection, he found that these guys did not have any mixture of biological tissue and steel on their bodies, and they were not the same as those demon fortresses.

Apparently not a servant of Vashtor.

The alloy skeletons attacked the demons.

With them contained, Qin Mo could kill every Nurgle lackey present faster.

After all seventy-seven demons were destroyed, the Alloy Skeletons immediately withdrew.

Qin Mo followed, and finally caught up with the leader of those alloy skeletons, that is, the guy who was five meters tall and held a living missile launcher in his arms.

"You're Vic?"

Qin Mo glanced up and down at the skeleton's appearance, and finally his gaze fell on the living missile launcher.

Like their ammunition, the weapon is a living thing, but it's not a mixture of flesh and steel, but a metal creature with electronic eyes and sounders.

Qin Mo recalled the demon who had led him into the Slaanesh Realm, entered the Slaanesh Dormitory, and finally died at the hands of Fugen.

The demon's weapon is a living creature.

"You're Vic, right?" Qin Mo was very happy, "You didn't die in Slaanesh's palace!" You're still alive! But how did you become like this......"

The alloy skeleton looked at Qin Mo, made of alloy, and a voice came out from the skull that was magnified several times: "Your joy at this time makes me feel honored, and it is my honor to be remembered by you, just like being able to serve you." ”

"How did you become the way you are?" Qin Mo asked again, "You said you feel honored?" You're a demon......"

"I'm a subspace creature."

Vick said.

"Yes, we all are!"

The missile launcher in its arms shouted.

Qin Mo was speechless for a while, he was puzzled.

"You are our Father's Father."

Vic said again.

When Qin Mo wanted to inquire further, Vic's alloy skeleton body began to tremble, and finally what seemed to be possessed by it disappeared.

The alloy skeleton turned into something as self-conscious as a machine made by a human, and collapsed to the ground.

The living missile launcher lost its electronic eye and sounder, and became a mediocre missile launcher.

……

"Here they are."

A soft reminder from the Praetorian Guard pulled Qin Mo back from his memories to reality.

The Lord of Tyrone straightened his collar, then held his head high, and sat in a very serious posture.

Heavy footsteps sounded.

The floodgates open.

Two hundred space marines, led by the sons of Andros, walked onto the bridge.

They took off their helmets, came to the commanding throne, and fell to one knee.

There was no need for the Astartes to kneel, just like any of Qin Mo's subordinates, they only needed to come over and nod their heads to salute.

But all the Astartes here have had the experience of being found by the Inquisition's ships and then leaving on a Tyrone Navy ship in the Inquisitor's incompetent rage.

The Astartes believe they should treat asylum asylum asylum owners with the highest level of respect.

"As the Sector promised, you will get what you deserve." Qin Mo's voice echoed in the vast bridge.

With the exception of Zabriel, the fallen angels of Astarte are full of anticipation.

Zabriel didn't know what his fate was, he preferred to return to the Dark Angel after the Primordial helped them avenge their grievances, and the Star Sector promised that they would not be forced to stay, and they could leave at any time, even in the Terminator.

"Son of Antaeus." Qin Mo looked at the largest space marine.

Warband Leader Saran looked up.

"You will be given a home world, you can choose any of the uncolonized planets in the sector, you think about the geographical location first, as for the type of planet...... Later, I can help you remodel. ”

"Praise the three hundred worlds of Tyrone!"

Saran thanked him loudly.

Subsequently, other space marines like the Son of Antaeus, who were promised to obtain the home world, were allowed by Qin Mo to choose an uncolonized planet as their home world.

Although these 200 space marines are quite miserable, it is unique that they are so miserable that they were killed by the Inquisition like the Burning Falcon.

"You have autonomous powers in the home world, but that doesn't mean the sector doesn't have oversight powers."

Qin Mo told everyone about the rules.

"You can recruit new soldiers, and Tyrones who are willing to join your warband will apply, and then you can perform modification surgeries on them."

"But in the recruitment process, you can screen the source of soldiers, but the screened must be alive whether they pass the screening or not."

These rules are to prevent these warbands from being able to live in the recruitment process.

The recruits of the Space Wolves are selected from a large group of people who are in the ice and snow and the beasts are baring their teeth, and the living one is eligible for the transformation operation.

Dark Angel does not have anesthetics when performing reconstructive surgery.

The Blood Angels had to cross the Bar Desert and lie in their coffins for a while before they could become recruits.

These links will cause a large number of soldiers to die, which is the tradition of the old warbands.

However, the Sons of Antaeus and the other warbands that have been allowed to acquire the world of their homeland are not allowed to do this, and the Tyrones will help them set up recruits who can meet the standards and traditions of their warbands.

Just like an Ultramarine, you can stay alive even if the modification surgery fails.

The other warbands always suspected that the large number of Ultramarines must be because they had some secrets, but there were no secrets at all, they just didn't work out in the screening process.

Arrange a modification operation for a group of strong men who aspire to extreme warriors with righteousness, instead of having them survive naked in the wilderness in the ice and snow, or baring their teeth with beasts that are more terrible than tanks, which is why they are so numerous.

"We accept." The Captain of the Saran War nodded.

Everyone else nodded.

The only exception is the Burning Falcons, who have been promised not a home world, but a rebuilding warband.

(End of chapter)