In the dimly lit room, a long thick candle on the top of the snow-white skeleton was lit, and a small flame lit up, illuminating everything in the room.Seeing the boss's head appear on the battlefield, the orcs who lost the boss all had their own ideas, and suddenly h!
Don't get up.Without the blessing of the force field, they were no match for the Space Marines at all, Su Ming just took the nun back to the relay station again, and killed hundreds of green skins in the way by the way, and handed over the rest to the Space Marines outside.The pitch-black steel walls did not know how to achieve such perfect sound insulation, and the sound of fire and explosions on the battlefield seemed to be far away.The skeleton represents pure divinity, and the room they are in is now filled with rows of skeletons with candles on the left and right, which may have been the confessional room of the Anglican priest in the past, because there is a smaller icon here that is looking down at the two of them.The light flickered, and the nun continued to light a second candle, some of which had been eaten by the orcs, but it seemed that the candles containing nanomachines did not taste very good, and most of them were preserved, except for the mess in the room, but the tables and chairs carved out of stone were still in place.Maybe the bench was a foot collapse, at least this room was certainly not for the Space Marines, and they would have to crouch down to get in when they entered the door.Orcs like scrap metal, wood can do it, but stone is a material that only the most professional garbage guys know how to use, and they don't like to carry it most of the time."
Why do you tell them they don't need support?"
The nun lit several rows of candles, and even the room became warmer, before she went to the table and sat down, threw her white helmet on the table, and asked the death knell question curiously."
Maybe I do need help in some areas, but definitely not in terms of combat."
Su Ming took out some small red and green objects from his pocket, and he pushed some of them in front of the nun: "Do you want to eat something?"
It's delicious. ”Next, if you want to manipulate these two companies of Space Marines, you must not put yourself in the position of 'rescued', but behave arrogantly and strongly, which is the right way to get a voice from the Space Marines.But the next operation may be a little dark, so don't let the nun know."
What is this?"
The nun's attention was diverted, and the text on it looked like very old low Gothic, that is, the writing was super ugly, and the grammar was also problematic."
Biscuits, milk candy, chocolate."
Su Ming wiped the snacks with her hands, lined them up, picked up a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into her hand: "This is a plant extract product, containing fat and calories, which can replenish the mitochondrial energy needed by human cells.By the way, peel off the plastic skin on the outside before eating. ”The nun glared at him, she just hadn't seen this kind of food, she didn't know which primitive world it came from, but she wasn't stupid, she didn't know how to peel off the package and eat it?
Space Marine's transformation surgery is very powerful, they can eat any animal or plant to gain energy by adding another 'preset stomach', and can fight until death.But those modification surgeries can only be used on human males.The biochemical modification that the Combat Nuns undergo is another very rudimentary version of the monkey, often enhancing retinal imaging, or limb movement, not to mention the medical nuns and the scribes.Although the harsh training she has undergone has made Eiffelal's physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people, after all, as a human being, she still needs to eat."
Space marines are fighting outside, and we're eating here, like" She struggled a little, and turned her head to look at the hallway without the door."
Don't worry, they're just chasing down the withdrawn greenskins, it's not an act of honor, it's just odd jobs."
Su Ming waved his hand, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Now take a break, the real battle has just begun, you won't forget how many kinds of our enemies there are, right?"
”Efilar clenched her fists, she silently tore open the chocolate, took a vicious bite, and showed a little joy but a little regretful expression: "I won't forget, but what does this have to do with you recruiting Space Marines?"
Now that you're all that strong. ”Deathbell shook his head, he pushed the bottle towards the nun: "I'm not omnipotent, some things have to rely on you and the space marines to help, at least to know what the name of this planet is, why the situation here is so chaotic, what is buried underground." ”The nun refused the drink, she was not allowed to drink, but concentrated on biting the large piece of chocolate: "Do you mean the space necromancy?"
Then you should check the Mechanica's database, if it is true that they dug up the tomb here, the Martian Foundry World should have a record. ”"Everything that involves technological mining is classified, and I don't have any acquaintances with the mechanical priest, what about you?
Are you familiar with those squatting at home?
”Su Ming retrieved the wine bottle and poured himself a sip, as if asking casually.The nun stuffed the food into her mouth, patted the scraps on her hands, and made a gesture: "I grew up in the world of Ophelia since I was a child, and after becoming a warrior, I always received a request for assistance from the Inquisition before leaving there to go on missions in other worlds.Once the mission is complete, the survivors of me and my sisters will be sent back to the monastery to continue cultivating.Unfortunately, I don't know any Mecha acquaintances, but I do know a few Death Cult Assassins. ”"You've also learned to tell jokes."
Su Ming pointed his finger at her and sent her another piece of candy: "So we still have to rely on the Space Marine Warband, and it is much easier for them to question the Mechanicus Cult in the name of the Warband, than it is much easier for us to ask someone to come here." ”And the nun thinks it may be difficult, she has seen some mechanical guys, those half-human, half-machine thinking is completely logical, whether it is an executive order or a force deterrence, they don't care, they only calculate the gains based on gains and losses.Moreover, the Dark Angel and the Space Wolf won't listen to you, if you ask them to help you question, will they go?
But witnessing the performance of men along the way, she didn't ask the question, but asked something less relevant: "You seem to be interested in those ribs of space necromancers?"
Do you like ancient technology?
”"I used to live outside of the light of the Imperial Torch, working as a bounty hunter in a mixed world, and you know, sometimes you have to use whatever weapon you pick up in battle."
Su Ming made up nonsense, he wanted more than just the ribs, but he couldn't say it directly: "But once, I accidentally picked up a necromantic Gauss gun, which was so easy to use, but unfortunately it was damaged in the later battle, and since then, I have always been very interested in their weapons and want to get some to spare." ”The nun nodded knowingly, bounty hunter, mercenary, it turns out that his profession is this."
I see, you want to follow the Space Marines into the Great Catacombs, take the opportunity to use your ability to put things into subspace, and get some good weapons, and I will keep it secret for you."
She straightened out the logic and got the answer she thought was correct: "But since you are a genetic protogen, why do you continue to be a mercenary?"
Go back to Sacred Terra, perhaps" "What about you?"
Ever wanted to return to Ophelia VII?
”Su Ming interrupted her and raised his hand to wave in front of him, indicating that he had not thought about going to any Divine Terra at all.Efilar was silent for a moment, her lower lip tilted to the left, then she gritted between her teeth, silence accompanied the two of them, and incense cleansed the air.It took a long time before she sighed: "I'm afraid I can't go back, at least I can't die right now, what is this?"
”With an innocent face, she picked up the bag of biscuits next to her, the bag of food that Deathstroke had clearly introduced to her just now.