The long and deep steel corridor finally came to an end.
The majestic and scarred body is only clad in a crotch cloth, but the exposed body is enough to put any mortal sculpture to shame.
The angular muscles show amazing vitality and intimidation. These two feelings are intertwined and become a noble majesty.
The silver-white hair was cut into a short length, but even this hairstyle could not affect the exquisiteness of the face.
If the owner of this body did not have the hideous scar that was deliberately left across the entire face, he must be a beautiful man as delicate as a master's oil painting.
At the end of the steel corridor is a huge gate that looks like a hangar in a spaceship.
But the memory owner knows very well that this is not a fighter plane waiting to fly into the stars. Here is the access port of a large database.
And here, there is only one person qualified to access this database.
A skull that seemed to be equipped with an anti-gravity device floated in front of the memory owner.
The skull had been modified a lot, and its eyes swept out a burst of red light, scanning the entire body of the memory owner.
Then he seemed to have completed his identity confirmation and drifted away, floating above the light of the candle beside the gate.
The gate in front of him also opened with a rumbling roar after the skull was completely returned to its position.
Lan En really wanted to see who the owner of the memory was going to see.
But this man bowed his head humbly as soon as the door opened.
This makes young people watching Memory even more excited.
Because he could clearly feel how proud and proud the owner of the memory was, but at this moment, how humble he was from the bottom of his heart.
As he walked forward with his head lowered, Lan En could see through the peripheral vision of his memory that this was a huge, roughly circular room.
The decorative style is as complex as ever, but the researcher's orderliness is maintained.
Pillar-shaped culture chambers shining with bright blue light are neatly arranged in rows on the wall.
The owner of the memory took two steps forward, walked to a circular platform, and then knelt down.
"Sir."
The majestic body is as light and quick as a cat even when kneeling.
This kind of precise control of the body is like an art.
But before Lan En could sigh, in his lowered vision, a huge, huge black shadow slowly invaded from the ground.
The dome in the room is very high, and colorful glass is installed on the dome, allowing light to shine through the glass, giving you a sense of holiness like being in a cathedral.
But under this holy light, the thing that cast a huge black shadow spoke condescendingly.
"Keep your head up, Neville. Today, you're going to look directly at me, from beginning to end."
The voice sounded like it was coming from an ancient audio system. .
But even though the voice was so noisy, not clear, and the tone was condescending, the owner of the memory still obeyed completely.
The Space Marine named Neville raised his head, and then Lan saw a monster
It was a nightmare-like hybrid wearing a thick red robe.
His huge body seemed to have gone through countless repairs and replacements, so much so that the obviously ridiculously large red robe could not cover his extremely deformed body.
Countless mechanical legs peek out from the hem of the red robe, making him look like a creature whose lower body is a huge and bloated centipede and whose upper body barely maintains a human shape.
The accumulation of these machines was so huge that Neville still had to work hard to raise his head in front of him.
This reminded Lan En of the rockery sculpture given to his alma mater by a famous and successful alumnus when he was in high school in his hometown.
When he was still a high school student and stood in front of the rockery that was millions in size, it was like Neville was standing in front of this thing now.
"You are the least stupid one among this group of people, of course, I mean in the field of biochemistry. You can even give me a hand."
That huge one The figure said so.
Lan felt a surge of pride emerge from Neville's consciousness almost immediately, as if this barely considered a compliment was already a supreme honor.
"Your teachings"
The Space Marine originally wanted to bow his head in greeting, but he immediately realized the previous order, so the muscle bundles on his neck did not even tremble. Not to mention bowing.
"哐哐" In the hand of the huge figure, something that was hard to tell whether it was a scepter or a long ax touched the ground, making a loud noise.
"But the reason why I met you this time is not because of your shallow knowledge."
Under the red robe, densely packed mechanical legs twisted slightly under the electrical signal. There was a slight friction sound with the red robe.
"You have been operating independently for a while, how is the progress?"
Neville still does not understand the reason why he was summoned, but he still answered the question without reservation.
"I have been performing Primaris surgery alone for twenty Terran years, and so far, one hundred and ninety-seven recruits have become glorious Primaris warriors on my operating table."< /p>
"Sir, based on my level, I am fully capable of serving as a pharmacist for a battle group."
Neville introduced his level of knowledge in a neither condescending nor overbearing manner.
"In that case" the huge figure above his head said noncommittally.
Although the sound of a mechanical speaker is the sameYin had no emotion, but Lan En felt that this was his tone.
"Then I will uphold the supreme noble will and introduce myself to you."
What
Neville and Lan were shocked at the same time.
But before this emotion could be reflected from his mind to his body, the next order came immediately.
"Stand up, Neville."
The Space Marine's instinct allowed the owner of the memory to obey the order without thinking.
The shock still echoed in his mind, but this did not prevent him from standing at attention immediately.
The tall head with a rust-red hood leaned down from the sky and slowly got close to Neville's face.
Lan En could see through the eyes of the Space Marines that under the hood was an almost completely mechanized head, with only a little bit of skin residue that he didn't know if it was biomass.
At the position of the right eye, a laser camera is constantly adjusting its focus, as if it wants to see Neville thoroughly from the inside out.
Lan can even smell the engine oil.
This Space Marine, or now called the Primaris Space Marine, wasn't it taught by this guy?
He is going to introduce himself now
What are you doing< /p>
And the Supreme Noble Will
Among the human empires, only one can be called this title
If the empire does not have a If it is overturned, only the emperor
It seems that because he is executing the orders of the supreme noble will, even the ancient sound-like voice shows incomparable solemnity and harmony at this moment. solemnly.
"The following is Dominius Belisarius Caul. A devout believer in Omnisiah and the great sage of the Mechanicus."
"Here, to you Salute."
Looking at the huge figure in front of him, barely making a salute gesture, Lan En felt numb.
Neville is still confused, but as a memory viewer, Lan has already made a guess.
This guy is talking to me
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