"Hoo ......"

Lamizan unconsciously rolled over in the quilt on her bed.

The lights in the room are kept at a level of darkness suitable for sleeping.

Before leaving the room, Ahlin had lit the electric fireplace for his fathers, and the pine charcoal used as a decoration emitted a faint metallic scent of Libana cedar on the heating plate, with a slight metallic smell of mountaintop rocks.

Behind the screen, there are many documents, brushes, paints, various tools, half-finished felt pendants and unfinished chess pieces.

It is true that not only are the Astartes, as the heirs, designed to be a life form that can sleep in extreme conditions with very little rest, but a primordial can work continuously as an undoubted miracle of genetic engineering.

The bottom line that the original body can force itself to the limit of the pitiful amount of rest time has already been run by one of his younger brothers in the future, but what does this have to do with Lami Zane?

When a person feels that he needs to sleep for seven hours to be able to think and do things properly, he must find a way to sleep for seven hours – Ramizane Kalosini.

The massive body of the original body stretched his legs, and his back arched against a warm, hairy round thing, well, this should be Pepe.

With this settled cognition, the body of the Fourth Primordial burrowed its head into the bouncy pillow and fell into the next round of deep sleep with satisfaction.

The fireplace glowed serenely, reflecting the large, self-heating plush cushion on the bed.

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Destiny Steel

A new workshop for pharmacists

The life-support pods in the lobby of the medical chamber are now empty.

After the careful treatment of the pharmacist and apprentice, the wounded veterans who were lying here at that time were all discharged from the hospital and returned to their jobs with enthusiasm and motivation.

Therefore, the daily work of the master apothecary and his apprentices naturally returned to the creative and research-oriented track of the past.

Under the shadowless lamp, the Thousand Sons Supreme Wizard Emenut, who had been stripped of all his power armor, was lying quietly on the operating table of Hongsuo.

Julius was not here, and the vicarious priest seemed to have some task on his part, but before he left, he promised to come back as soon as possible to visit his teacher again.

"Master Hongsuo, I don't think our behavior is appropriate this time."

Parogov handed a pair of hemostats to his teacher, who was choosing a suitable descending incision with the help of a medical lens.

"No, no, little Nira Idoa, this is our venerable brother monk, Emenut, for the great contribution we are going to carry out on the subject of 'the study of the special properties of the thousand-think tank type genetic seed—on the importance of psionic properties in genetic seeds and the laws of heredity.'"

Hong Suo's medical lens shimmered, he carefully separated the dense network of blood vessels, subcutaneous tissues and muscles, and carefully tossed the separated flap aside, deep in the corners of the bones, he could already see the special form of the gene seed reflecting the glimmer of the surgical lens.

"We should be proud of him and his act of giving, and make good use of this precious symbol of friendship."

The pharmacist apprentice handed over the tray and medical dressing gel in time.

"That being said, Master Hunsso, is it too ruthless for us to accept the care of Julius and extract his seed while his teacher is unconscious?"

"Little Nila Idoa, I am the head of the pharmacists of this warband, and my authority allows me to perform such medical acts as I deem necessary against my fighting brothers in the warband. Did I tell you? ”

"Yes, teacher, I don't have a problem."

"Very good, hand me that long-nosed pliers, I'm going to clamp them out......"

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The star map of the universe opens up a random change that lasts for a millisecond in the last millisecond before dawn.

The weaver of fate's greatest tried to see from the constant reconstruction, where the threads were knotted this time.

Loyal and disloyal soothsayers and prophets mingled in panic, passing on the language of the stars.

Signs, patterns, and rituals left where they should be, and everywhere was a mess.

Many more have gone straight into madness or become a Chaos Egg.

The ritual operations carefully prepared by countless wizards have all undergone unpredictable and incomprehensible shifts at this moment.

The Demon Fear and the Great Demon screamed in a thousand possibilities, and even the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations began to fold one after another in the extremely violent vortex of change in the crystal labyrinth.

But the blazing flames covered it all, burning a millisecond of eternal time to ashes.

This power has made the gods of the kingdoms look at it.

But the initiator left no trace, and all that was presented to the gods was the play that was being played in front of the stage.

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"I'm ...... A flash of memory, the ruins of a ruined ivory tower, a daydream of a distorted brokenman. I'm—"

"Shh

The dog remained motionless and maintained a majestic posture.

"Keep your knowing, but don't say that name, don't say who you are, remember, you are, but you're not Magnus."

"What?"

"If you want to be yourself, then you can't be Magnus."

The giant's one-eyed eye and the bright eyes of the border herd met again.

The former somewhat escapistically moved his gaze aside.

"You can be anyone, but you can't be Magnus."

Peturabo repeated again in his electronic voice, "I thought you were a smart man, and we were running out of time. ”

The Scarlet King's echo was like a snap, and he looked up at the moon on the winged wall—it was slowly sliding in the direction of the early morning, and on the other side, the celestial sphere representing the sun, was rising.

There was a grand consciousness that was being revealed to him from the long river of time and space through the inhuman form that claimed to be his fourth brother.

It wasn't the whisper of the ether, it wasn't the spirit of the ocean, Magnus suddenly realized that it was the sign of some man's blood and iron forged from billions of years of long, exhausting time.

"—Before the Sun Rises—"

"-You're going to start this journey-"

"—The Escape from the Crystal Temple—"

"-ONE transmuted into TWO-"

"-MAGNUS BECOMES MORTAL—"

"—The scent of sinking water grows on the scarlet rose—"

"—At the end of Hakuba's journey—"

"—it protects everything that is not fallaous and undisguised and sleeps in it—"

"-The only one who has died-"

"-The City That Never Falls-"

"-Flying Claws-"

"—Thou shalt be again—"

"-Great Again-"

Quack –

These two chapters have a little spoiler.,If you don't want to be spoiled, you can boast about the author's riddler cultivation-

In addition, if it is not refreshed after 2 o'clock tomorrow, then it will be 6 o'clock to brush two chapters-

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