In the silent confrontation in the office, the video from the projector continued to play.

Both of them, far from their original shells and images, could hear the sound of conversation coming from them.

“…… The Emperor apparently believed in its authenticity and sent assassins to prevent me from asking you for help...... I'll die like Ferus......*(1)"

The dreadnought let out an angry roar, not very graceful, but very real. "Shameless !!!"

"It's good to hear you have a fair share of yourself here with us." The Primordial Border Mu nodded, "So you still want to continue to look back?" Fogen? He also added, "There are some wonderful shots of you in the back, I personally think...... Well...... Very memorable. ”

The hilt of the poor Seiko Power Sword made a clicking sound in the big steel hand of the phoenix that was on the verge of dissociation, and a voice came from the dreadnought, "No need, Xie Xie You's explanation!" Peturabo! You can then tell me everything I should or have the right to know. ”

"Okay." If Bian Mu had a regretful expression on his face, then the black and white dog fur and stuffed mouth could indeed greatly modify this inappropriate emotional outpouring, especially when the Purple Court Phoenix in front of him was swearing with his various honors and scars to swear that the depraved and filthy sinners in this galaxy who had defiled the names of Foggrim and his heirs were all completely destroyed physically and mentally-

"Hmm...... Actually, there's another you. ”

"What?!!! What do you mean by that?! Peturabo ??!! Tell me!!! Tell me everything!! ”

Vogram's voice was almost hoarse and desperate, and the disintegrating force field of the blade in his hand hummed, and it seemed that the dreadnought phoenix was doing his best to contain his anger.

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

"I'm sure that if they know that there is such a sin in the world and cannot bring it to its proper destruction, then their existence is a desecration of the name of the Emperor's son!"

"Okay."

At this time, the dog looked at the rising figures on his report, and was very satisfied with his harvest today.

"It's literal," said the handsome and cute four-legged stuffed demon in black and white, "and you have a very ...... Well, very capable and indeed a son of some kind of brilliant genius, who, after the great rebellion in this galaxy, was able to learn from the Comoros with his cruelty, ruthlessness and paranoia......"

When Perturabo uttered the name, the intrepid Fogem let out a terrifying sound, like the eruption of Mount Vesuvius, billowing scarlet-like lava erupting with rage, and servers and life support systems overloaded with warnings.

"—the blood of the Comoros—", the handle of Fergrim's Seiko Power Sword slammed and shattered, and the intrepid hand squeezed it, the blade slashing down across the floor and flying to the other side of the room, "and cloned countless Ferus from the corpse of Ferus for ...... Yes, there is also a clone of 'you' and he sold your clone to the Xenomorph. ”

The stuffed demon quickly finished the rest of the sentence and opened the shield generator on his desk before then.

Most of the items in the office were then subjected to a powerful shockwave until many of the Dreadnought's systems were rendered immobile due to overload damage.

"Glad to see you regain your composure, Vogrim."

The angry sparks of the contemptuous fearless could only move slightly in response, and Perturabo jumped onto the table to keep his eyes on the other.

The dog curled his big tail and was about to say something, when his brother from a foreign land interrupted what he was about to say with great rare and rudeness.

"Peturabo."

"What's the matter?"

"Tell me." There was a hint of hope and a hint of fear in Dreadnought's words, "Since this is the video of the traitor who has fallen to the deepest depths of the Dark Goddess's feet, why are you with him, and it looks like you're 'talking' instead of fighting?" ”

"Oh, first of all, I wouldn't call that a negotiation, in fact the snake thought he could fool me with his show and bad flattery from the beginning to the end, but—well, I didn't have some more realistic understanding of human relations in general. But basically, the self-esteemed basilisk and his heirs were seeing themselves as masters at that time, and me and my heirs as servants and tribute. "So my answer is that I was really dissatisfied with our father and his ideal kingdom at that time, so I chose to take the other side. ”

Fogrem began to gasp, "And now?!" What now?! Magnus is with you, too—"

"Oh, he also has a demonic self to deal with, and you might be able to talk about that."

The dreadnought eyepiece went off and lit up again, "Wait a minute, so are you?" Peturabo. Phoenix's voice was lowered, as if whispering, "Well, I mean, the one who is taking your name in your body...... What? ”

"Before I answer that, let me ask you a question, Fogen."

"What?"

"After 'you' arrived with us and woke up in this corpse, did you find yourself 'offset' in some way?"

"Wait, you mean?"

"Fogen, do you feel that some of your words and deeds don't seem to be quite like you? Some trait impressions that were otherwise insignificant or even traits are reinforced. ”

The dreadnought quickly controlled his emotions and began to think, he thoughtfully "Yes, and this change, although I can recognize it, I don't feel anything wrong at all, and I will even subconsciously attribute it to the most plausible explanation, but, yes, when you point it out to me, I can feel that if it were a mortal, I might not even recognize it. For example, I always want to drink afternoon tea with grace, and my unusual lightness and naturalness in dreadnought, the physical strength of this ordinary contempt should not be enough to support my swordsmanship, but it does—does it have to do with 'him'? ”

"Exactly." The original Bian Mu nodded, and squatted down on the table, bringing his four white hairy claws together and flattening the fluffy long tail, "That's it, actually, each of us here will be changed by this 'shift', more or less, but if the final calculation shows that this 'shift' is beneficial to the development of this galaxy and ourselves, then I think this 'influence' of his is successful for this life, but everything must be under control, and things must not be allowed to get out of control." Stay true to your heart, Vogrim. ”

"Stick to your heart? It's not a problem for me now, it's you-" Phoenix's tormented, wounded, and battle-hardened but still glowing diamond-like soul examines the Whitedog from behind its fearless eyepieces, "it's you, are you *fucking* the Perturabo I knew?" Any Perturabo I know of – and which one would willingly give any being a 'dog'? ”

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(1) This is the original words of Vogrim in "The Extermination Angel" to deceive Perturabo.

Wail.

Who would dare to say that the author is a riddler!

(End of chapter)