Warhammer: Start with a dog

The pharmacists on the screen are trying to open the hatch.

After finally successfully diverting Lamizane's attention with a phone call that seemed to make sense but was actually completely unreasonable, the Border Collie also threw himself back into his daily work.

But some things still feel bad just thinking about them.

(A foul language so unpleasant that it cannot be translated) Peeping Tom, get out of here, don't do it again! It's just a matter of time! Perturabo sat on his sofa throne and spoke with a canine throat that no one else could understand. Yin muttered. It is an intolerable folly to pretend to be crazy in order to cover up.

Lamizane heard the sound of the shepherd dog yelping, and took a special look at the muttering puppy over there. 【Are you OK? Perturabo? 】

[It’s okay—I suggest you focus mainly on Hong Suo and his apprentice. 】

[Ah...well, it looks like they are going to move the contents. 】

The attention of the Fourth Primarch's body was finally diverted again.

The dog glanced over there and viciously marked the important items on the item Regarding the fifth strengthening of the ship's anti-subspace stance security work on the to-do data board.

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Destiny Steel

Hall of Omens

After the purification ceremony was finally completed successfully (?), Julius recovered his psychic teacher Emmenute in the ritual circle - the latter was not dead, but was in a bad condition and seemed to be trapped in psychic powers. Some kind of deep coma like overdraft or portent shock.

Although he was worried about his teacher's condition, fortunately there were two veterans of the Second Company who could be entrusted to him. After leaving the think tank director in the care of reliable older Space Marines, Julius adhered to his duties and returned venue, once again using the holy object and his own power to examine the antique.

The training warehouse is still humming softly.

The towering painted fine gold door of the Omen Hall opened quietly, and the dozens of tons of door leaves moved as smoothly as opening a satin curtain.

This outstanding work of art that combines mysticism and technology has an extremely exquisite weight distribution and transmission mechanism, which makes it open and close with a counter-intuitive lightness, and ensures that when the protective measures in the hall are opened, the door The normal traffic functions and security measures do not interfere with each other.

It also allows for some level of security scanning of people coming in and out, so people in the lobby only briefly glance at the entrance.

Hmm... why isn't the ceremony over yet? Hong Suo strode into the hall, the soles of his metal boots hitting the smooth patterned floor, making a sound that was neither gold nor stone.

Dear Julius, how much more time do you need to finish it?

The acting priest who was reciting holy prayers did not respond to the master of medicine, but nodded slightly to indicate that he had seen the person coming.

Julius obviously doesn't have a second mouth to answer your question, Master.

Parogov's voice came from the helmet, and the sound filtered by the grille had an electronic style and a weird sense of pitch change, but this extremely impressive voice still succeeded in making the faces of the war blacksmiths on the side distort.

Haha——! If he wants, I can install one for him!

You can place one for yourself first, Master.

The pharmacists stood next to the culture chamber, began to check their tools, and unloaded a mobile medical module that served as a receiving and storage platform from a gravity sled.

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What is this-! We have long since returned to the Lord of Undivided Chaos and Iron, and now we not only have to guard a servant of the Lord of Changes, but we also stand in front of a person who may be the Loyalist Primarch A living saint or a descendant or something like that.”

Shanto complained again in the private communication channel.

If there's anything worse, it's that the Loyalist Primarch's name is Rogal Dorn.

Dassadra responded impatiently, Okay, Shanto, I suggest you save some time and complain to your old rival next time. What is his name, Lysander? You can complain to him These.

Ah ha, Dashadra, good advice. I would be happy to do so, even better if I could chop off the limbs of the loyal Danat before the conversation begins.

Do your thing, Shanto.

In the center of the hall, the priest's work was finally over. He stepped aside to look after his teacher and gave up his position to the pharmacists.

Honso stepped forward, his medical lenses flashing, and he looked carefully at the antique relic.

Turn on your helmet camera to record, Parogov, this work begins...

The Pharmacy Master, who had used sensor scanning and naked eye observation to dismantle the machine in his eyes for a long time, activated the auxiliary device on his backpack's surgical arm, and with the power and laser tools in his hand, he performed the surgery as quickly and steadily as precision surgery. To dismantle and move.

The outer layers have all been opened. Open the first layer.

Open the first level, and proceed to the second level of cracking, oh... the password, okay, a very typical Mechanicus password setting that is arrogant and easy to crack and then gives away everything for nothing... Hahaha... But what's the point of this? What’s the use?”

It's really a rare multiple insurance measures and energy redundancy mechanism, but why didn't he just use the stasis stance? Well, I guess there was no long-term storage plan before the crash... Obviously your previous owner valued you very much, hey , Hello, Black Princess.”

Master Honsou, using the title Princess for an ancient and respectable warrior would appear to be a very strange hobby of yours. Perhaps, the title Black Knight is more appropriate.

Oh, little Nilaidoa, don't be so serious. I admit that I am a little frivolous. Maybe it is because I am in a very good mood because I have cracked these little tricks.

The last thin layer of high-strength crystal cover that covered the mourning crow finally slowly faded away from the hidden layer on the side, and the contents of this training chamber that had been drifting in the universe for an unknown period of time were finally fully displayed in front of everyone.

The mist caused by the evaporation of the cryogenic liquid spread downwards, and flowing milky white tendrils slid across the apothecary's white power armor boots.

Nikon Sharokin sleeps quietly in his ancient metal life-support coffin, and some details that have been obscured by the frost and fog from an unknown period of time are exposed.

Biological relay plugs, life-sustaining tubes, and mechanical cables were inserted deeply into various parts of his body with precision and coldness. Even with an incredible long-term energy supply, his fat and excess muscle layers had actually been consumed very thin. , almost none, so the whole person looks slimmer and slender, almost unlike the usual broad figure of the Astartes.

The two largest wounds on his body were filled with granulation tissue, proliferated blood vessels and pipelines. It seemed that they did not grow back together because of the implants, which once again confirmed Hongsuo's guess about the accident.

So we can see...

While the pharmacist was going through the inspections one by one and explaining them one by one, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall, his little apprentice quietly wiped the wounds on the ancient warriors with a piece of medical dressing and carefully collected the medical waste.

Next we can do the transfer so we can study the two separately...

Lamizane took a sip of tea in front of the monitor screen.

Suddenly the sound of weapons sounded simultaneously within 0.0001 seconds.

At least three twin-linked bolters were aimed at Parogov simultaneously.

Gua!