"It looks like this world is very dangerous. Since I arrived, I feel like there are 100 things as heavy as me on my body. I am not used to it." Vulcan, who was wearing a dark green power armor, said, "It's uncomfortable. I feel like my whole body is tied up. What kind of world is this? Our strength has been severely limited. "
"This is a world that is limited by Ancient's Great Guardian and the big whirlpool of the elves. Everyone is the same." Anglo looked at the bloodthirsty big demon that was completely exiled by him and gradually turned to dust. He explained, "This world is the last refuge of Ancient's. They let their servant, the Slan Demon Toad, create the Great Guardian. After that, the elves created the big whirlpool to protect this world. These two magic circles suck out the demon wind of this world. It is difficult for chaos demons to enter the mortal world, but the mortal power is severely limited."
"Weakening oneself and weakening the enemy? This is not the first time I have encountered such a situation. "Gilman nodded. The extreme warrior's gene prototype looked around." Where is Fu Gen? "
"Fu Gen? He went to the Luscia Expedition. There is no news from him now. I don't think he will come. " Anglo shook his head and said to the few people, "Laing is getting married. You will not come empty-handed, right?"
"We brought many gifts." The gene prototypes carried a few big boxes into the yard. Anglo whispered to himself, "I knew it."
"Come and sit in the house. Tomorrow, we will leave for the south. We will go to the cathedral. I have already prepared your clothes." Anglo turned around and walked to the house he had built in the woods. "Father's army will help you take off your armor."
"I really do not want to see you, Anglo. Every time I see you, I think of my shameful past." The First Army gene prototype, Leon El Zhuang Sen, was the first to catch up with Anglo. "If I could, I would kill all of you traitors."
"Ha-ha. If you really want, we can fight one-on-one later." Angelang didn't really like Zhuang Sen, or rather, he didn't have a good relationship with many of the original members. Luo Jia was still hiding in the Eye of Fear, and Horus was dead. He had nothing to say to these loyal original members.
"Father emphasized that we are here to attend the wedding, not to fight." Zhuang Sen's face twitched a little. This was Emperor's order, and Zhuang Sen could only do as he was told.
"Oh, you can fight to your heart's content!" Magnus had a look of ridicule on his face. "It would be best if the two of you were half-crippled, and then we'd have Kaul build you two iron toilets, one for each of you. How perfect would that be? You'd be able to accompany me in the throne room, and I'd be able to hear you curse every day. How interesting would that be?"
"Shut up, Magnus. If you continue like this, we'll pack you up and send you back right now!" Seeing that the Originals were about to quarrel again, Kirman hurriedly shouted at Magnus, who was trying to stir up trouble.
"Be quiet … and eat." His skin was as white as snow, and his hair was as black as ink. He had a pair of black wings, and he was the original Raven Guard Clarkson. He spoke with a pale and dry voice.
The fire lizard gene prototype, Vulcan, was looking at the little house Angelang had built. He was looking at Angelang's collection with interest. "Wow! It looks like this world has everything. Green skin, chaos creatures, dead spirits, and demons. "
Half an hour later, the five geno prototypes had taken off their armor and were sitting in the garden of the little house. The autumn wind was blowing, and red leaves covered the mountains. The creek was running. There was a fat roasted lamb in the garden, and there were two barrels of Bagerman's dark beer. There were many side dishes on the table.
"Is one lamb enough for us to eat? Angelang, why don't you make more? " After sitting down, Red Son Magnus grabbed a mug from the table and poured himself a glass of Bagerman's dark beer. The dark beer was so thick that it made him shout happily. "I believe that Kirman can eat all the food you've prepared for him alone."
"I'm not that scary. Vulcan is the same." Kirriman also took a glass of dark beer. He gulped it down. The dark beer of the dwarves was very refreshing. The Extreme Warrior geno prototype could not help but think of his hometown, Makurag. It was as beautiful as it was now.
Commander Kalga was now in Makurag. There had not been any battles recently, so he was ready to respond to Kirman's "unyielding expedition."
"You are so scary. You and your children are. I have been thinking, are you and your Smurfs all disguised as Oker orcs? Why does it feel like there is no end to them? " Magnus greedily breathed in the fresh air. He had been held down on the Golden Throne for a long time.
Ever since he had been born, the Emperor no longer needed to be restrained by the Golden Throne. In reality, ever since the Emperor had returned, the Emperor only needed to divert a portion of his power to maintain the Golden Throne. Magnus had more to do with adjusting and controlling the Golden Throne, rather than forcefully maintaining it. Occasionally, he would be allowed to walk around the Imperial Palace, but of course, he was under surveillance.
"One is not enough. I know. I have ordered the guards to roast another one and bring some fish." Ankelon brought over a big pot of broccoli. "Don't worry. It's enough. Zhuang Sen, here. Cut it yourself."
Zhuang Sen took the knife and cut a big piece of lamb chop from the roast lamb. He ate it in big bites.
The original Black Star Troopers gobbled down the food. Plates of natural delicacies were served, and they were all devoured by the Troopers. Vulcan and Clarkson were discussing how to increase the number of Black Star Troopers in their group, while Magnus and Zhuang Sen were discussing whether the new Black Star Troopers could be counted as their own Black Star Troopers.
Zhuang Sen's opinion was that if the king said they were children, then they were children. Magnus' opinion was that if the Black Star Troopers were strong enough, then they were children.
"Cheers, Kirman. You seem to be in better spirits." Ankelon raised his mug and said to Kirman, "Among all of us, you are the most talented in ruling a country. Father needs you as a helper."
"The situation couldn't be worse. The 'Mega Fissure' has divided the entire galaxy into two. Battles are going on everywhere. We barely know what's going on on the other side of the Mega Fissure. We can only get some information when my father shows his unparalleled power." Kirman took a big gulp of Bargmann beer and sighed. "We have brought Laing's wedding gift this time. After the wedding, we will return to Tara the next day."
"So soon?" Ankelon was confused. "Father has returned."
"There are wars everywhere. We are needed everywhere." "Emergency reports for help are coming in from everywhere. Our military strength is stretched thin. After Abaddon and his Black Army witnessed Father's strength, they did not dare to get close to Tara. Therefore, they have been moving around Kadian. We have temporarily formed an alliance with the Death God Army to deal with the endless Chaos Army together. An unprecedentedly large army has gathered around Kadian, and they are preparing to face the next wave of attacks."
"What about Damocles?" Ankelon asked.
"The war in the Damocles War Zone has stopped." Kirman looked at Zhuang Sen. "Leon led his people and destroyed an entire fleet of the Titanium Planet. He killed six of the frontline commanders sent by the Titanium Planet. The Titanium Planet was forced to give up on attacking Damocles. We are not interested in fighting these scum anymore. We need Leon elsewhere."
"A bunch of scum. None of them can fight," Zhuang Sen said coldly. "What a waste of time."
"Hmm … What about the Space Undead, the Tarun Bug Race, and the Spirit Race?" Ankelon asked.
"We are still cooperating with the Spirit Race … temporarily. Father has a ceasefire agreement with the Spirit Race's Death God …" Kirman frowned. "However, there are many Spirit Race too. The Ark Spirit Race, the Black Spirit Race, the Spirit Pirates, the Spirit Race's Clown Race, the Spirit Race's Death God Army, and so on. Other than the Death God Army, we will attack the other Spirit Races."
"Hey, f * ck them up! Cut it down and be done with it, "Anglo yelled, drinking from a large bowl (goblet) and gobbling up the meat.
"Ahriman led the Red Warriors of the Thousand Army to attack Fenris, the home planet of the Space Wolves," Kirman said. Kirman continued, "Vulgan and Clarkson led the Salamander Legion to defeat Ahriman … Other places are also fighting, but that's not important. What I'm worried about now is that the space undead are reviving on a large scale, and the tentacles of the Taron Insectoid Fleet are spreading everywhere. Amiddo has become half a demonic world, and the Sacred Blood Angel Legion in Baal is sending a desperate signal for help. If Father didn't sense Commander Dante's call for help, we might not know what kind of difficult test the blood angels are facing."
"I understand. Don't worry and go do what you need to do. Leave this to me and Laing." Ankelon also knew that the original bodies were needed everywhere, so he could not say anything more.
"And Fugen!"
"Okay, okay, okay. And that sissy Fugen."
The five original bodies ate a big meal, and their faces were glowing, especially Magnus. The Child of a Thousand Sores geno prototype kept drinking. At this time, Vulcan and Clarkson were grilling fish. Zhuang Sen and Kirman were playing a game of war chess.
This game of war chess was the Empire tabletop game that Suria had given to Laing. There were many chess pieces on both sides. There were the most basic Empire swordsmen, spearmen, and archers. There were also Empire knights with lances, bishops with hammers and shields, and huge cannons. There were also the Kurfürst with a holy sword at his waist, and the fully armed emperor of the Empire.
Ankelon spent a lot of money to buy a few sets, and he often played with the guards.
He explained the rules of war chess to everyone. "Different soldiers have different abilities, but their points are also different. You need to build an army with 2,000 points and send it to the battlefield."
"The Empire's emperor has a 4 + protection rule. He can attack repeatedly. The hammer in his hand, Gail Maraz, ignores the armor of the enemy unit. He can also reroll the die if he fails. You need to choose a mount for him. It can be a warhorse, an armored warhorse, a pegasus, a griffin, or even a dragon."
"I like this game." Kirman and Zhuang Sen were very interested in this tabletop game of war chess, and they were locked in battle.
"Brothers, come and eat fish." Vulcan, who was three meters tall, was holding seven or eight grilled fish skewers. He said, "I grilled fish."
"I … I have seasoning," Clarkson said.
"That's all mine," Ankelon said.
Each of them had a grilled fish in their hands. At this time, Magnus began to get drunk. He began to yell, "It's been a long time since so many original bodies gathered together. Do you remember, Kirman? The last time so many Primordial Bodies gathered together was more than 11,000 years ago. Ulano, do you still remember? "
Kirman was a bit surprised. "Why are you bringing this up? Brother. "
"I wasn't there. Only you, Horus, Mortarion, Forgen, and the others were in Ulano! And that traitor Horus! "Zhuang Sen said coldly.
"I was there. I still remember what happened back then!" Vulcan said loudly. "Ah, what a sweet memory, but how bitter it is to think of it now. Magnus, what are you trying to say by bringing this up?"
"I remember that before the gathering in Ulano, we also had a gathering. At that time, those two were also there …" Magnus was tongue-tied. "You know what I'm talking about, hehehehe ~"
All the original bodies' expressions changed.
"Magnus!!!" Zhuang Sen stood up. He walked in front of Magnus and grabbed him by the neck. "Father made us swear to never mention it. You're going to disobey Father's orders?"
"I didn't disobey anything, brother." Magnus spread out his hands, pretending to be innocent. "I didn't say who it was."
"Hmph! They never existed. Remember this, Magnus. "Zhuang Sen let go of Magnus and threw him to the ground.
Magnus had asked for a snub. He had wanted to continue mocking Zhuang Sen. Those two really didn't exist? Just like how your Dark Angel really didn't have any secrets? Secondly, the Empire really didn't exist?
Thinking of the explosive collar on his neck, Magnus decided to keep his mouth shut.
… …
An hour later, everyone began to tour Ankelon's little house and the collection inside.
After a few years of accumulation, Ankelon's collection could be said to be a dazzling sight. He had all the specialties of the Old World.
"Brother, I really like your collection. Can you give me something?"
"Brother, this wine is delicious. I'll take it."
"Brother, you have a lot of coffee stored. I'll take it."
"Brother, I want to eat beef."
The original bodies began to unceremoniously empty Ankelon's storage room. Vulcan swept away all of Ankelon's meat storage, Clarkson took away all of Ankelon's red wine collection, Kirriman looted the high-quality coffee that Ankelon had painstakingly imported from Tyrell, and Magnus took away all of the barrels of Bargmann beer that Ankelon had bought from the dwarves.
"Hey! I'm robbing you!? "Ankelon shouted in dissatisfaction." How can you do this? "
"Zhuang Sen! Did Father send you here to rob my storage room? "Seeing that the original bodies were ignoring him, Ankelon could only complain to Zhuang Sen.
The original body of the 1st Legion had a hesitant expression. He didn't understand why his brothers wanted to rob Ankelon's storage room. They didn't lack these things.
But since everyone was doing this, Zhuang Sen felt that it wasn't right for him to do nothing.
Thus, Zhuang Sen walked to Ankelon's corral alone and picked up the trembling bison inside.
"Then this is mine."
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