Angron Petra blinked his eyes disapprovingly as he was interrupted and awakened by the countless tributaries of the work that had been assigned.

"I said it's important not to interrupt my train of thought and meditation at work."

"That's so, Your Highness." Company Commander Balor's voice sounded helpless, "But this is the message of the two Highnesses of the Silver Skull......"

"Let me see." The Twelfth Primordial frowned as he began to feel the flames of aggressiveness and anger that he had been well trained by his teacher to hide beneath the exterior of a ruler were trying to ignite again with his elevated emotions and blood pressure.

But he won't let them prevail, reason and emotion are double-edged swords, requiring excellent control from the wielder, and he learned from his adoptive father many years ago how to balance them and release them properly.

Therefore, after reading it, he only instructed the adjutant around him to take care of his unfinished work, and hurried to join his brothers.

Although he had a good understanding of how unreasonable the presence of his mad or truly genius brother could be in this ship, Angron Petra felt a deep powerlessness when he arrived this time. But the matter in front of him still needed to be dealt with, because the King of the Red Sand had already seen the ice-blue eyes sweep over with a hint of inquiry, and he sighed and walked over resignedly.

"What the hell is going on?" As he stared at the sticky composite metal mesh that had been ejected and the markers with psionic flames tied to a sturdy mummy figure standing beside them, the Twelfth Primal exclaimed, "I don't remember we ever invited our brothers from the Eighth Legion to this place!" ”

"You should ask him that." The black and white flower dog looked at someone next to him who was still inexplicable with a resentful look of "can you give me less work that needed 007, I still need sleep after all", and the electronic sound came from the megaphone under his armored neck.

"Me? How many times this month?! What's the matter with me again?! The body of the tall genogen, which was holding its arms, shouted, "That's not what I want to catch!" Didn't I catch a super hunk raven Sharokin?! It's not like I haven't seen him look like when we salvaged him! I was screaming just now! ”

"Shut up!" The dog bared his canine teeth, rounded by years of chewing, "The Lord of Steel will never scream!" His watery brown almond eyes swept sternly over the Astartes in his entourage, and before the others could react, Ahalin was the first to make a gesture of obedience and obedience to the Iron Lord, and the rest of the guard wore helmets and could not read their expressions clearly, but they followed suit. This caused the dreadnought fire control system to lock in frustration for a while before disappearing.

Angelon Petra sighed again, and he felt a deep exhaustion washed over his mind, not due to age, but to care. It's just two of them, and I don't know how confident and optimistic their father was in creating twenty at the same time.

He gave up mediation for the time being, but he was more mentally minded than any of the heirs here...... Well...... the brother of "Young and Light" was bickering with himself, and walked over to look down at the fruit they had caught in this field-no, I don't want to think about why fertile land and farmland are popping up here, I just want to focus on the one in front of me-

"Your name?" Angelon Petra mobilized his psychic power to speak to his target, the sublime and pure talent engraved in the depths of his soul made his face look more powerful and persuasive, but reduced the threat of suggestion and brought a sense of security to the listener.

The haggard, pale face of a skeleton and a beast that the Twelfth Primordial was not very familiar with, but remembered very clearly, emerged from his long, messy, nightmarish black hair toward the surface of the real waters, like some kind of ghost emerging from a past killing.

The muscles in the back of Angron's neck and shoulders tensed instinctively at the sense of danger he remembered from the countenance.

The long, narrow eyes with strange beastly beauty were dark and shiny, and they had to look directly at the artificial sunlight behind Angelon, and they contracted their iris and narrowed their eyes very tightly.

He stared at the pair of molten golden eyes that had crouched down looking down at his primordial body.

Look into his golden eyes.

Golden eyes.

Golden.

"Nikona Sharokin."

He said.

The jagged teeth glowed slightly under the thin, parched lips.

Angelon frowned tightly.

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"That's completely wrong."

"Whether it's right or wrong, it's certainly not who we thought it was at the beginning."

"How can you be so sure?"

"If it were who we thought it was," said Angron, looking at the captive in the monitor who was sitting quietly under a metal pillar with his neck and limbs chained, "he wouldn't sit and meditate so honestly and speak in such an orderly manner. ”

“…… It's really irrefutable, but it's hard to say, right? He wasn't always that ...... Uh-huh, ahem! The speaker stopped his words at the sudden burst of scolding in the telepathy.

"I mean, we've only been members of the Raven Guard since we came here, and we've never heard of us being with ...... What famous relationship did he or his legion have? ”

"That's right. But if he really has nothing to do with someone or something here, then he can't be with us. The black and white flower dog said gloomily.

"Let's see what our Sir Cador has to say about this spectacle, for he is the only expert we have here who has done a little bit of success in this area. - (Olympia foul mouth), where the hell was Uthelma Atra thrown to?! There is no way that a character like him with Emenut will be unknown in this galaxy for 10,000 years! But my database has so far found no trace of him, which is also very unusual. ”

The old man whose name was mentioned took a step forward from between the giant and the steel with his fiery staff, "Actually, I think you can think of it if you give you some time, but since you asked first, I will ......"

"Wait! I know! Between frustration and astonishment, Lamizane suddenly realized a thunderbolt of thought that cut through the night in his mind, "We are so dark under the lights!" Pepe! Of course you have a relationship with him! And Angron is also here, so it's even more relevant! ”

"What...... the black and white dog blinked, then gritted his teeth, "I see...... I see...... Truly! Maze!!! ”

(End of chapter)