Destiny Steel

Special interrogation room

[Ahem, then, I have good news and bad news now, which one do you want to hear first, baby Peturabo?] 】

The Border Collie stared gloomily at Lamizane, whose gaze avoided the dog's death gaze and unconsciously drifted towards the flying feathers on the top of the Border Collie's head.

[I don't see any situation that would be good news at this time, we've only been in the interrogation room for nine minutes now, and most of the people on the Iron Blood don't know what's going on except for Ahalim's last order.] 】

Perturabo's claw-tipped nails clicked anxiously across the input device, [The smell of intrigue and changemakers can be smelled even by my stupidest son.] And I'm ——! 】

The angry roar of the black and white long-haired dog echoed through the interrogation room, "Hoo roar——! Whew! Barking! Mmmm Whew!! (I don't believe you forgot to send the command!) I still have to hide here stupidly and needlessly waiting for my soldiers to bring me helmets before I can go out!! Ramizane Kalosini! Where is your respect and obedience to a Primor?! ）”

The roar echoed through the room, and Ahalin hung his head respectfully, he was asked to keep an eye on the unlock that had been opened in the doorway to prevent someone who was not human from breaking in—he was trying to imagine himself as the inanimate door itself.

Thankfully, I don't understand.

He thought.

[Well, cough, okay, so I want to know the good news!] Then let me start with the good news, the good news is that I just contacted Captain Vought, and he reported that most of the area of the Iron Blood is currently normal, and there is no problem with the route, and the rest of the Iron Ring Soldiers, Thousand Son Wizards, Ultramarines, and the Tenth Company are basically staying in their own quarters, and the crew is in place, and the Iron Blood is still under our control. 】

[The vast majority? Basically? The contempt with the head of a black and white dog fearlessly approached his original body, and the dog's head stared at each other wide from the bottom up.

[Oh oh ......oh oh Cough! No! Ah, most of that means, well, there seems to be some crossfire at the door of the pharmacist's workshop...... Due to the obscuration of the fog and the damage to the sensors, it can only be vaguely judged that there was a firefight, well, yes, then, um......]

[If you don't want to make my anger more intense, vague words are the worst option, and you'd better finish the rest of the news in one go.] 】

[Well, that's the first thing, all but two of the Iron Warriors we brought from Medrengard were involved in the assault on the Apothecary's workshop; The second thing, Parogov alone held; Thirdly, Julius had run to their aid, and had received a large number of overlapping psionic communications from him after the interference had been removed; Fourth, all the wounded are now being taken in. I'm done. 】

[I-to-put-he-they-all-do-become-macro-cannon-cannon-shell——!!!!!! 】

Suddenly, all the living creatures on the giant ship shuddered a little from some strange feeling.

The Raven Guard still hung silently, the brainwashing process proceeding in a step-by-step manner, transcendent.

Where no one noticed, a tattoo mark vaguely emerged from the depths of his muscles.

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Destiny Steel

Pharmacist's workshop

The floor was littered with dragging medical equipment, staggered cables, disinfectant potions, pungent smells of potions, culture fluids, blood, charred flesh, and the smell of strange organic matter sawn or ground bones.

Hung Suo—wearing only half-body power armor and a medical bird, bare the side of his body where he lost his arm, was energetically patrolling the wounded in every medical chamber and hospital bed.

Walking to a particular medical pod, he stopped, looked at the name and corresponding medical records, and a smile appeared on his face.

Hun Suo reached out and pressed the button to open the hatch.

After a burst of warnings, what appeared inside was Dasdra, who had almost turned into a collection of various drug nutrition pipelines and bioservo relay interfaces.

"Good day, Dasada, I have good news and bad news, which do you want to hear first?"

The other's eyes rolled, recovering from the tranquilizer.

"The good news is that you're all faint at the door of my workshop, and while you bastards have almost left this place in ruins, thankfully there are no major problems with the infirmary, so you've all been able to get very timely rescue. Dear Tes. Hong Suo said slowly, each word unusually clear, and even sounded almost elegant.

"You should thank my lovely little apprentice and his friend for their timely treatment."

"Say thank you to Roger Dorn?" The latter spat out the tube in his mouth, and then tried his best to spit out a mouthful of bloody spit, which landed on the sheets, burning them in a sizzling black hole along with the mattress. "You bastard! You traitor! ”

"I don't know why you're all so excited, but it's clear that this is the Iron Blood, and we don't have Rog Dorne here. I'll tell you all about the chaos hysteria you've collectively committed, and you've opened fire on the Iron Blood, attacking your companions, and suspected rebellion, and I'm going to report them to my father, the Iron Lord. ”

The Half-Blood Apothecary's smile grew more pleasant, "Obviously, the long days in the Eye of Fear have destroyed the will and spirit of most of you, the steel has been corroded, and the Iron Lord may need some new furnaces and anvils to forge new steel. ”

"You- just want to get on top and take out all the competitors! Do you think our wise father would believe such an unwarranted slander of yours?! ”

"Oh, Dasada, don't be in a hurry, listen to me. The bad news is that due to the chaos, and we only have two pharmacists and a priest apprentice, it's only normal that we don't have time to check it carefully when it comes to salvage, you see, for the repair of your organs and body, we use the seeds of the indwelling spare tank to cultivate the experimental organs. - Oh don't worry, my dear brother, all of you, not just you. ”

"What do you mean?!" Dassada's voice had never been so alarmed and transposed since he was an eight-year-old child.

"Meaning, we're all half-blood hybrids now, dear Dasada, you're probably a strong-big-chaos-chaos-chaos space soldier with the Iron Warrior, Imperial Fist, and Ultra Warrior genes at the same time."

Hong Suo grinned, his steel and white teeth shining together in the shadowless lamp.

Dasadra felt a wave of vertigo.

The other also felt dizzy.

Wail......

Finish on time——

Thanks for the support –

(The joints are so sore)

In addition, the alliance leader thanks to the 11th version - no, it will be there when it gets better!

(Forgot to press the scream posted (good thing remembered))

(End of chapter)