Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 301 Lord of the Night·Dafa Shen…………

Gan!

Lying in one of the largest, best and sturdiest(?) rooms on the Cursed Echo, beneath me was a pile of the finest fabrics that the Night Lords could find on this ship in an emergency (absolutely no weird leathers! Tanning You can't live well! Hey! You can't do your hair either! (You really don't even have a bed... Oh, let's forget about it.) Octavia contributed pillows she made from her own shawls and other small parcels.

One hour and fifty-three minutes ago, the silhouette of a handsome, noble and powerful man who had everything under control left the bridge and became a legend. Conrad Lamitzan should have fallen asleep immediately due to relaxation and exhaustion. Mr. N. Coates is now lying on the floor in a peaceful posture of the dead - his two black eyes full of bloodshot eyes are wide open as he looks at the ceiling that is dyed dark brown and dark gray by something unknown. .

Gan!

"I can't sleep at all!!!!"

(*Why can’t you sleep? This is much safer, cleaner and more comfortable than any street or cave in Nostramo. I think you are being pretentious! Aren’t you very sleepy?)

"...You are one of the least qualified people in this universe to call others hypocritical. Okay. Besides, this place is so uncomfortable that it makes me recognize my bed. Isn't it weird that I can't sleep on my bed? - And I went to bed without even taking a shower! I was so nervous just now that I felt itchy all over. Are there little bugs crawling in your hair? Take a shower before going to bed!”

(*I have already read it. There is no original body-level amount of water here for you to take a thorough hot bath. Besides, you said you have to wash it twice and then rinse it twice! You are definitely not sleepy enough.)

"I'm very sleepy, but I feel like there are bugs crawling on my body. Even if I'm dead, I have to open my eyes. There's no hot water. You and Talos suggest going to the ground to catch hundreds of people, bleed them, and take a steaming bath. reason!”

(*Then you don’t want to send a Thunderhawk down to requisition their fresh water! It will definitely be quick to let Dietrian use a plasma fusion reactor to boil some water for you.)

"That's not a freshwater lake or river. There's no such resource in this damn place. It's the only source of food for everyone down there, recycled water from the hydroponic farm!"

(* Touching hypocrisy, even praiseworthy considering that you are assuming the identity of a Primarch, so why don't you send someone to check out the cruiser you just captured. (A sneer) Guilliman The poor fellows trained by his rigid and hypocritical dogma have nothing else, but 99% of them will bring their ammunition, food and fresh water in the prescribed amount. Since they only fought for one round, they must have a lot of resources. .)

"...Ah, this...is right...?"

(*You led the hunting group to victory, but you forgot that the winner can enslave others and plunder everything at will, right? It seems that you were indeed too well protected, too well fed, and never starved. , you have never been pushed to the point of desperation, so that you have never engraved in your bones the habit of eating up and destroying prey as quickly as possible at any time.)

Curze's voice sounded subconsciously filled with a hint of happiness and confidence. It was obvious that there was a Primarch here who had his tail raised because he could finally educate an arrogant dove nester without being embarrassed, but... Little did he realize that he had begun to take over the job of worrying about others.

Lamizane seemed hesitant to speak, "I can't say...I think...but forget it, let's not talk about it for now, then I will..."

(*But you finally remembered to assign the task to Talos and Markarian. Now go with them to get what you want. What are you waiting for?)

"Okay, okay, you're right, I'll go right away."

(*Humph, of course, I was right.)

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Lufrix actually still remembers the moment when he led the first batch of blades from the 11th company to climb the wall of the Terra Palace.

The former commander of the 11th Company and now the leader of the Bloody Eye Raptor Sect has not forgotten those glory or the past.

But when year after year, the erosion of life in the Eye of Terror and warp flight caused him and his brothers to even lose the ability to stand and walk on two feet, one crawled on all fours with deformed claws, and The "Midnight Lord", who has a long and narrow skull and a sharp-toothed kiss that makes human speech blurry, obviously has no qualifications to brag about these things to others.

But deep down, do he and his blood-eyed raptors really not care at all?

Obviously not.

The specific manifestation is that Lou Frix has never taken off his helmet in front of others, and is resolutely unwilling to take off their power armor before this sacrifice ceremony.

Although all of them who were personally selected by the Lord of the Night were brought to the Navigator's throne and tied with restraints, they knew that in this victory planned by the Lord of the Night himself, sacrifices and blood would be needed. Their master's moment has come, and this is not a rare incident in the operation of the Eye of Terror - but Lou Frix was surprised to find that although he didn't want to die at all, he still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and He accepted his fate with surprising calmness.

——After all, even if the Eighth Legion can be unified and reorganized under the night, the "people" who have been corrupted by the energy of the Supreme Sky to the point where they no longer even have a basic human form still want to continue to serve the noble Lord of the Night. , it is indeed not appropriate. Lou Frix even felt his two hearts twitching together when he thought about the hatred that their genetic father might show towards him -

Cruel battles, hunting, and flesh and blood can fill the belly, but they cannot fill the insatiable emptiness in the soul.

Endless hunger and thirst gape like an abyss in front of their destiny, hungry, greedy and joyful, ready to feed on their reason.

My Lord, it's okay to end it like this...

But just when he ordered the other Blood Eyes to give up resistance and prepare to dedicate their souls and strength to the victory before the Gene Father was crowned again——

"Goo! Ciel! No! You can't-! Goo!"

"Be honest, Lufrix, don't force me to use force." Their warband champion, the invincible Charr, skillfully stepped on one foot, and then began to peel off the blood-eyed leader's power armor, while the others were The restrained raptors also struggled fiercely when they saw this situation, but their thruster backpacks had been removed in advance, and the struggle without wings only made a lot of noise.

"Serion! Come and help me before you tie yourself up! Otherwise, it will be too late."

"No problem." The Midnight Lord's adjutant, who had taken off the Weeping Lightning helmet, came over. "I've been curious about what's inside their armor for a long time..."

"Father does not allow us to videotape or record in any form." There was a hint of warning in Charles's voice.

"Of course, of course, oh... the blood of the false emperor is above, he is even more alienated than I thought..."

Before Lufrix was knocked unconscious by the subsequent soul siphons that drained the power of the Supreme Heaven from his body, he sincerely regretted why he didn't bring the Blood Eyes with him when he discovered that Selion's faith had been eroded and changed. Just disembowel him.