Chapter 142 Memories of Original Sotis

Chapter 142 The original memory of Sothis

Lu Mingfei didn't want to nor wanted to investigate the origin of his soul's arrival in this dark universe. These things were in the past.

His current identity is a human slave of the green-skinned alien, and he is being hung on this rough and wild heavy-armed chariot as a decoration for this drag racing. Under him is the death roller that is spinning rapidly during the speed push.

This planet is called "Thothis", a fringe industrial world where the state religion is powerful.

However, three years ago, the evil "Green Tide" broke through here. The emperor's icon was torn down and replaced with all kinds of ugly and blasphemous green skin totems and symbols.

After cleaning and replenishing supplies, Warboss, who formed this green-skinned army, continued on his waaaaaaaagh among the stars! journey.

And this world where equipment can be crafted is left to the management of one of his bosses.

For the remaining humans, the leader rarely killed them all, but instead kept them as labor slaves.

Lu Mingfei's face was calm, his eyes searching for Yuan Zhennu's figure.

Sure enough, on another orc vehicle, I saw the pale-faced Yuan Jingmei who was also used as a "decoration".

Although the other party is tied to the car with a high safety factor, unlike Lu Mingfei who will be crushed to pieces by the death roller once he falls;

But he has to endure deafening noise pollution, because he is decorated with a "Brother Mao's waaaaagh" noise tank.

The chariot, which was completely painted in red and looked like it was pieced together from a pile of metal scraps, had several huge rusty horns hanging on it. A strangely dressed green-skinned orc boy held a "instrument" equipped with a sharp knife or something that could spit fire. ", combined with the howling wind of the wasteland, the sound of the vehicle engine, and the roar of the orc boys, formed a deafening carnival song.

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"The experiment was successful. You are free to choose your dream... Can I release the dream now? I can still control the power of the dream."

After their journey as decorations ended, the surviving human slaves were thrown back into the "Xiami Nest".

After the whipping boy left, Yuan Zhinu almost collapsed and asked with a trembling voice.

"Why are you so scared? I think with your fighting ability, you shouldn't have this kind of emotion when facing these aliens."

If it had been in the past, Lu Mingfei might have cried bitterly like the other surviving human slaves, or prayed to the great emperor with them.

But now he looked calm and had no idea what fear was.

He was even thinking in his mind, which one was more capable individually than the alien called Deadpool back home or the green-skinned orc here.

Japan's snake-like Deadpool may be able to fight hand-to-hand with the slightly stronger orc Machete Boy and gain the upper hand, but the greenskins do not only have the Machete Boy as a basic unit. Their ability to rampage in this dark universe relies on their terrifying numbers. The reproduction speed of "wildfires are endless, but spring breezes blow again" and the incredible "science and technology".

"This is your dream. In your dream, I don't have the high-blooded body in reality... This is how Kazama Ruri's personality collapsed..."

Yuan Jingnu whispered in fear.

"For a warrior, courage should override strength, rather than rely entirely on strength. You lack the training of courage."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Courage... courage is meaningless in the face of the gap in strength."

Yuan Zhennu whispered.

"Then at least you can choose to die standing."

Lu Mingfei turned around and walked towards the depths of the crowded and dim slave lair.

Most of the green-skinned boys don't like to live in dark and crowded hives. They prefer to race outside the wasteland and fight happily under the watchful eyes of Brother Mao. So, except for the technical boys and the hardworking farts, While the Greenskins tinkered with weapons in the foundry of the hive, the other greenskins set up camp outside the hive.

The captured human slaves were also left here to be driven as coolies, but they were soon whipped by whipping boys (equivalent to slave owners), cruel entertainment by orc boys, or under the big mouth of "Squig" Down……

The number of human slaves is drastically decreasing.

Lu Mingfei still remembered how desperate he looked when he first came to this world.

Cowardly and timid by nature, he was first struck to the point of going crazy by a background that was completely inconsistent with the time-travel themes in online novels; later, in order to return to his peaceful and prosperous hometown, he was left alive under the humiliation and torture of the green-skinned orcs. .

Maybe it's luck, maybe it's other humans trying to make him, a child with a body of twelve years old, live longer, or maybe the greenskins just want him, this "fun little shrimp" to grow up, there's always someone He was dragged away by the greenskin in front of Lu Mingfei and never came back.

But Lu Mingfei just stared blankly, huddled in a dark corner and comforted himself half-consciously, saying that it was a good thing for them to die early and get relief, so that they could quickly return to the emperor's throne...

Then he fell asleep restlessly, longing not to be eaten by Scrooge tomorrow, or to be able to return to his familiar hometown when he woke up.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor, please send down your divine gift to save your devout believers..."

"Great Lord of Humanity, the hateful aliens are trampling on your people, please spread your glory and destroy them!"

"The gods on the golden throne..."

Walking in this slave lair, Lu Mingfei could hear the crying supplications and prayers of the human slaves huddled in the corner anytime and anywhere.

He very much hoped that everyone would be safe and sound, and all the believers were saying "Emperor's blessing", hoping that the Emperor would personally protect them - but Lu Mingfei knew that this was impossible.

The Emperor exists to protect the human species as a whole, and individual followers mean nothing to Him.

But people still hold on to hope and pray to the great being who sits on the golden throne and faces the destructive power of the highest sky (that is, the subspace). The light of the star torch illuminates the galaxy and protects the human species, but he is constantly troubled.

This fact is sad and despairing, and the realization of it is enough to crush the soul of any believer.

But this only made Lu Mingfei's belief stronger.

He is the Lamenter, the Emperor's death angel, and humanity's only protective shield against the dark galaxy.

They wanted to share the Emperor's worries, and like the Primarch Sangliest, they wanted to do their best and save every human being.

Therefore, the Lamenters are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of mortals, and cry with tears for the humans they cannot save. The feelings and actions that other chapters regard as stupid and cowardly are the meaning of the Lamenters' existence.

This belief has been integrated into Lu Mingfei's soul. Even after returning to his hometown and losing his superhuman body and power armor, Lu Mingfei still had the courage to hold a crudely assembled chain sword and launch a fearless charge against the false gods. .

"Suffering is prayer! Faith is protection!"

"Stand firm in your faith! Only the proven devout, Him on the Golden Throne, will send His Angel of Death to save us!"

Among the crowd were the bishops of the state church, who were reciting the "Emperor's Book" loudly, firmly defending the fragile faith of the slaves under torture.

Lu Mingfei despised these bishops. Compared with other slaves who were ashen-faced and skinny, their faces were rosy and their fat bodies were wrapped in gorgeous state church robes.

When he was an Astartes in the past, he might not have noticed this; but now that his emotions are perfect and he upholds the will of the Emperor's attention and blessing, in his view, these Ecclesiastical Bishops are just using the Emperor's will. Huang Rongguang is a despicable person who comes to seek personal gain!

Only he truly gets...

After a while, Lu Mingfei realized his emotional fluctuations and lapses, and immediately calmed down to regain his composure.

"What...should we do next?"

Yuan Zhennu, who had been following him, suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Take them away."

Although these bishops were despicable people, they did have one thing right.

Soon, the Emperor's angels of death will come to rescue these poor human slaves.

Tomorrow, Astartes warriors from two companies of the Weeper Chapter will discover this planet occupied by the orcs. Having experienced the shadow of the "Corinthian Slaughterhouse Three" accident, they will not hesitate to parachute to begin a desperate rescue - —

After becoming an Astartes of the Lamenters, Lu Mingfei heard this tragic story from other seniors.

"Slaughterhouse Three" is an industrial world occupied by greenskins. Countless human slaves were enslaved by orcs. The Weeper fought desperately with the greenskin orcs to save them. After rescuing millions of human slaves, they discovered that they The vehicles simply cannot take away all the slaves.

But the Lamenters were unwilling to abandon their people and decided to stay and fight, even if they were killed in the siege by a steady stream of greenskin reinforcements.

After witnessing the noble sons of Holy Leth fighting and dying for them one after another, the saved people did not want these noble angels to become their burial objects. They knelt down and begged for the blessing of death, as free people of the empire. To die with honor, not as a tool of ugly aliens.

The Lamenters had to accept this result. For the Lamenters Chapter, this was a tragic failure. More than two-thirds of the expeditionary warriors were lost in one operation, and only less than ten were rescued. one of the people.

For this reason, they even refused the Iron Halo personally awarded to them by the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, which aroused the resentment of a large number of Ultramarines sub-groups.

"I can feel the emotional fluctuations in your heart that want to change everything... But this is a fictitious dream, and your actions can't really change anything."

Yuan Zhennu whispered.

"This is not to change anything, this is just something I should do, whether in reality or in fantasy."

Lu Mingfei said, "This is also your test."

"My...trial?"

"I think you should be very clear by now about the tasks you are going to take on in our battle group."

"Remember everything you saw and let it become a part of your memory. In the future, the new members of the Chapter will undergo the test of courage and battle on this dream battlefield."

Lu Mingfei said.

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