Chapter 273 "Reminiscing About the Past" With the Weeper

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. The hazy golden light on the surface of the body that was similar to his own delayed his "purification instinct" of slashing with his sword.

After all, the opponent "emerged" from the remains of an alien body that was occupied by demons. In the past, Lu Mingfei had only seen such scenes on those dirty insect aliens. Some insects would still remain in their bodies after they were killed. Several smaller dangerous insects emerge and deliver a fatal blow by surprise.

Judging from the body shape, the other party seems to be a human being.

Lu Mingfei stepped forward with the Jingyue Holy Sword in warning, and when he saw the face of the naked figure clearly, his expression suddenly became a little complicated.

Ronald Tang, the former alchemist sergeant who rebelled and fled... or Norton, the alien king of bronze and fire.

Whether it was out of the Astartes' hatred of the aliens, or to be wary of whether the All-Changing Demon King would leave a back-up, or to give this former "brother" the last dignity... Lu Mingfei had a reason to stab him with a sword. Pierce the opponent's heart, then chop off his head to give him a clean death.

Even if he forged a new armor for the Chapter before transforming back into the Alien Dragon King Norton and left a teleportation matrix leading here, he might still be loyal to the Weeping Angels - there is no general in the Astartes' concept. Atonement will make up for one's faults. No matter active or passive, betraying humanity and the empire will only result in execution, not to mention that Ronald Tang is still a dangerous alien.

But Lu Mingfei still hesitated, and slowly lowered the raised sword blade.

"Since the Emperor's power protects it, it must be left to His Majesty the Emperor himself to deal with... My hasty execution will be regarded as an act of transgression."

He stared at the familiar face for a long time, took a deep breath and dragged the naked and unconscious former Alchemy Sergeant out of the burning alien remains.

After confirming with his own eyes that there were no traces of other demons left, Lu Mingfei's light wings spurted out shining flames and carried Ronald Tang straight to the top of the Bronze City.

At this time, the roar of the bolters at the top of Bronze City had just ended.

The "Emperor" was surrounded by seven Lamenters Astartes, and hundreds of explosive rounds blew his body apart nearly ten times, just to allow the calm boy to observe more carefully.

"Please let me go! I am willing to serve you!"

He begged out loud. It's not that he didn't think about resisting, but the golden-armored angel with a golden mask stood quietly behind the boy - the other party's power was suffocating. He had witnessed the fall of King Bai with his own eyes, and also witnessed Just now, the All-Changing Demon Lord in the form of the Dragon King was killed unilaterally.

The "Emperor" does not think that he has the power to rival that angel, and the domain of "Baqi" is not endless. His body's self-healing speed has slowed down visibly.

"I have no mercy for the aliens who have taken refuge in Chaos." The boy just replied indifferently, without any emotion on his face.

"Then why... he can?" The "Emperor"'s broken head widened his eyes and saw Lu Mingfei carrying a naked and unconscious man - it seemed to be... Norton in human form? !

Then he immediately shouted loudly as if he was grasping a life-saving straw: "I can dedicate all the secrets and knowledge I know about the dragon clan to you!"

The boy ignored him. He turned around and walked towards Lu Mingfei. Holy Leno stepped forward holding a long sword wrapped with silver arcs.

"By your will, the Chaos Demon has been completely purified."

Lu Mingfei knelt down on one knee and saluted the boy.

"Yes." The boy just nodded, as if it was a matter of course, and looked at the figure in his hand.

Lu Mingfei felt the boy's gaze and quickly placed the former alchemist sergeant he was holding on the cold bronze ground.

"You made the right choice. Although you didn't mean it, at least you let him live until now."

The boy leaned down and put his palm on Ronald Tang's chest. The hazy golden light on the other person's body seemed to be inspired or attracted and began to penetrate into the body.

Soon, a golden lamp seemed to light up in Ronald Tang's body, and the light clearly reflected his bones, organs and tissues in the boy's pupils.

"Your will protects him. My rash decision on his life and death is an act of transgression against Your Majesty." Lu Mingfei was a little uneasy, not quite understanding the meaning of the boy's words.

"This is his own choice," the boy shook his head slightly. "It was his own humanity that determined everything, and the power of faith actively responded to him. In the consciousness that belonged to Ronald Downe, he I really thought of myself as a human being and stuck to it to this day.”

"..." Lu Mingfei looked at the former alchemist sergeant who was still unconscious beside him in astonishment.

From the perspective of a Weeper who has been fighting Zerg aliens all year round, this is as ridiculous, blasphemous and untrustworthy as hearing a "Gene Stealer" treat himself as a human being.

But soon, he remembered the "Emperor's Scythe" chapter that fought side by side with the Lamenters. Even when they were on the verge of being eliminated and destroyed, there were still many warriors infected by the Genestealers, but despite this, they still Unyielding, some warriors with physical mutations chose to turn into the fire of revenge, completely burning out in the battle with the Tyranids...

The mixture of many thoughts and ideas made Lu Mingfei's thinking somewhat divergent. Finally, he reorganized his thinking and chose to give up thinking - the emperor's will was in front of him, and everything was decided by him.

"The alien knowledge and technology he controls are equally valuable. At least now, I can save the time of training a new 'Alchemy Sergeant' for your legion."

The boy's mouth was slightly raised, as if he was attracted by something interesting to smile - this made Lu Mingfei look stunned again.

But soon the smile disappeared again, and the boy's expression returned to the calmness and indifference he had just now:

"Go and talk to your brothers about old times. Unfortunately, if you have been to the depths of the palace, I can use this contact to mobilize more resources."

"...By your will, Your Majesty."

Lu Mingfei sensibly did not inquire about the boy's meaning. He stood up from the ground and saw Holy Leno behind the boy and the bright yellow tall figures guarding him on both sides.

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The war on the ground is also coming to an end. The heretical legion fabricated by the All-Changing Demon King was completely destroyed by the mysterious array of black-armored warriors. Although the Weepers who landed behind also fought bravely, they still could not compete with theirs. Efficiency is compared.

These black-armored warriors never uttered a war cry from the moment they landed to the end of the battle. They were silent and efficient. After killing the last blasphemous creature, they took heavy steps to reorganize into a neat array on the side of the front line, standing still. It moves like an eternal metal statue.

The remaining Lamenters Astartes and the mortal armed servants took over the task of cleaning up the battlefield. They piled the remaining corpses of heretic creations in one place and burned them in fire; a large part of the heretic creations were in the hands of black-armored warriors. The weapons and even the flames on his body were burned to ashes, so the work was not too onerous.

Chu Zihang and Fingel were sent by the Weeper to the "Emperor Saint" at the top of the Bronze City on the Storm Eagle gunboat. At Lu Mingfei's signal, they each left their alchemy armor—— Compared with the tall power armor warriors next to them, they felt as if they were children walking on stilts imitating adults, which was a little unnatural.

Lu Mingfei first bowed to Holy Lenno, the noble angel, and then looked with some anxiety at the Lamenters Astartes guarding him on both sides——

He felt very excited and uplifted. This was different from the illusion manifested by the "Phantom Mirage" last time. They were all real Lamenter brothers who had fought alongside him!

He quickly recognized the previous battle brothers who wanted to rescue him through the Gothic numbers on the power armor's paint, and tentatively asked in High Gothic:

"Captain Crans?"

One of the Astartes was startled, as if surprised that the Emperor's Holy One knew his name.

He hung the bolt gun back on the magnetic belt on his waist, took off his helmet, revealing a resolute face of a man; there were two gold and one silver service nails on his forehead, which represented that he was crying. The Fighter Chapter has been fighting for at least two and a half centuries, and is a veteran of the Badab War and the Atonement Crusade.

Although his face was covered with the scars and weather of war, it still could not hide the beauty that belonged to the descendants of Saint Leth and fit that dark universe.

He walked forward and performed a simple courtesy, his voice was steady and powerful:

"Captain Crans Fitz, First Battle Company of the Lamenters Chapter, pays tribute to the Emperor's Saint."

For a moment, Lu Mingfei didn't know how to respond.

Captain Crans was his senior and his swordsmanship teacher. When recruits were new recruits, all Blood Angels' swordsmanship was taught by him personally.

But his current identity is Lu Mingfei, a saint whose form is close to that of the great emperor, and has nothing to do with the Weeper champion warrior Katos.

"What year is it... M41 in the Imperial Calendar?"

After a long while, he still wanted to ask about the time from now.

"Nine hundred and ninety-five years, Saint." Captain Klans's face clearly showed a trace of doubt and confusion, but he still answered truthfully.

"Has it been two years..."

Lu Mingfei remembered that it was the 993rd year when he "died". Less than a year after he returned to his hometown, two years had passed in that dark universe.

Of course, he was not too entangled. The concept of time does not exist in subspace... Lu Mingfei looked at the conspicuous bright yellow figures below the Bronze City, and then looked at the huge Tears hovering in the sky. The mother battle barge felt something bad.

The number of Astartes... is too few.

"How many battle brothers are left in the battle group now?" Lu Mingfei asked nervously.

"Including the recruits who are still undergoing the final surgery, there are still a total of 292 warriors in the Lamenters Chapter. Except for the Mother of Tears, which is stationed in one company, the other brothers are deployed on other battleships. .”

"There are less than three companies left..."

Lu Mingfei felt a sense of worry. For a ship-based battle group like the Weepers, which roamed the frontier markets of the empire and often fought against aliens, the fewer reliable warriors there were, the closer the group would be to being destroyed and expelled.

He looked down at the Bronze City again, seeming to be looking for a familiar and respected figure.

But found nothing.

"Malakin..." Lu Mingfei swallowed uneasily, his voice trembling slightly, "Chapter Commander... is he on the ship?"

"The Chapter Master died in battle last year." Krans said with a sad expression. The remaining Astartes also lowered their heads in sadness.

Uncontrollable sadness welled up from the heart, and the unmodified tear glands shed crystal liquid for the second time after Lu Mingfei returned to his hometown as an organ to express emotions. Vaguely, he seemed to hear the soft sigh coming from behind the perfect golden mask of Saint Leonor.