Most Space Marine capital ships have Fortress Abbey functions, such as the Forge Room, Reliquary, Healing Room, and a few other things, each of which is critical to the long-term independent operation of the Space Marine forces.

One of these areas will always be reserved for psionics, as the Empire has many different kinds of supernatural enemies to face, and the Vault and Relic are just as important to the Empire's most elite armies as guns and tanks.

The clowns used various secret techniques to bind the demon-possessed mortal in a secret prison, and the vast amount of chaotic knowledge stored in the Black Library made it easy for them to do so.

It seems that the other party is only here to pass the word, and has no intention of making trouble, at least they have not yet checked out any damage caused by the other party.

Even so, the Imperial generals maintained the highest degree of vigilance.

The room was only fifty square meters in size, and was made of some kind of black metal, with a large number of holy incantations written on the floor and walls, countless white candles spread on both sides of the passage, and surrounded by holy water like a moat.

The other party is not a small fish or shrimp, but a demonic primordial, and the preparation is not too cautious.

Sarkozy led Vimu and Orican to their destination, where the old mantis and the think tank were already waiting at the door of the room.

"Are you sure you want to talk to him?"

The tone of the two was full of worry.

"I haven't met with the deity yet, it's just a microphone."

Wei Mu felt that they were a little too nervous.

And when Vogrim made such a play, he was not surprised at all.

If before the Fall, Fogham was a glittering perfectionist, then after the Fall he was a pompous and arrogant prodigal, behaving entirely on the basis of interest, and had no idea what restraint was.

"Please be careful, we will always be with you."

The two of them knew that they had made up their minds, so they did not say any more.

They opened the gates of the prison and were about to enter.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"Take me one."

Clone Forgen appeared at the end of the hallway.

The young purple phoenix looked dusty, and he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his head, and he could smell the smell of iron filings on his body.

He was striking iron in the forge and sensed the breath of his body in the dark, and immediately left the work at hand to find it.

It is not known how he used to get past the guards in front.

He longs to meet his own being.

Fugen looked at Wei Mu eagerly, for fear that the latter would refuse, after all, Wei Mu had ten thousand reasons to reject him.

And when that time comes, what should he do?

How does he have to convince the other party?

If the other party is resolute, what action should he take?

He was not Killiman, but the regent who commanded the empire and was revered by hundreds of millions of people.

He did not have any power in the Empire.

However, Vi Mu only waved to him, as if inviting him to an ordinary party.

Fugen breathed a sigh of relief and strode after him.

The cloned thing is about to face its own being.

The crowd crossed something like a force field and entered the room.

The environment inside the dungeon was empty and pitch black, except for a few clowns and think tanks left behind, except for the target who was suspended in the air by magical chains.

"It's safe, but beware of demonic verbal deception, for they are always able to grasp the weakness in the hearts of mortals, and we are not invulnerable." Sarkozy reminded.

"Yes, thank you very much for your help." Wei Mu nodded.

The clowns' understanding of the power of chaos is comparable to few groups in the mortal world, and even the Gray Knights, the top exorcist troops of the empire, are hard to match, and having them by their side is really intimate and convenient.

Everyone stood in the shadows to observe the situation in order to deal with any contingencies that might occur, and Wei Mu stepped forward alone, ready to face the evil being.

It was an abomination whose consciousness had long been occupied by demons, its body was extremely distorted and deformed, and its skin was covered with scales, two meters above the ground, and it was rigidly bound by chains that emitted white light, and it could not move except for its mouth.

"Oh roar, you're the kid who has been making a lot of noise lately, and the demons in the Supreme Heaven are calling your name, and I'm starting to get a little tired of hearing it."

His voice was feminine and creepy.

The old mantis and the head of the think tank immediately began to regret letting Wei Mu face such evil things.

"I can't be blamed for that." Wei Mu waved his hand, acting very casually, "To be honest, you are still the first demon to officially deal with me. ”

"But that doesn't mean you're not welcome with the Most High." "They seem to have a very big event for you to celebrate being one of us—very few people get that, and you're a lucky little guy." ”

An orientation party hosted by a demon doesn't sound like a good thing.

"On this issue, please allow me to refuse, believe me, it is good for everyone to maintain the status quo." Wei Mu smiled.

"It's up to you, little one, the will of the four gods is unstoppable and capricious. I'm not looking for you to talk to you about it, though—you seem to have a personal item that belongs to me. The demon host said.

For the last four words, the pronunciation of the demon host was very heavy, which made Fugen's heart sink as he stood in the shadows.

"I've already said before, you're the first demon I've officially dealt with, and I didn't have much to do with you living people before, so please enlighten me a little more." Wei Mu said deliberately.

"A part of what I once was, forged by the remnants of my abandoned body, my clone, little one, I know he is in your hands." The demon host smiled and said, "I am Vogrim, the Emperor's heir, your brother to the Boring Regent, the Demon Prince of the Dark Prince. ”

"Uh, so what?" Wei Mu tilted his head and stared at the demon host in front of him.

"It's a toy that surprised me, I'm very interested in him, and if he continues to stay in your hands, there is a good chance that you will break it." Fogham said.

"What is called breaking, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, I don't have any messy habits." Wei Mu clarified solemnly.

"You'll make him weep, all of you, for my father's pointless and tyrannical cause, which is obviously not a good thing, but if you can turn him over to me, I can show you the way." "You're going to have a hard time dealing with his identity anyway, are you?" ”

(End of chapter)