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The alloy skull looked at Qin Mo, and a voice came from the skull made of alloy and amplified several times: "Your joy at this time makes me feel honored. It is my honor to be remembered by you, just like I can serve you. .”
"How did you become like this?" Qin Mo asked again, "You said you feel honored? You are a devil..."
"I am a subspace creature."
Piccolo said.
"Yes, we all are!"
cried the missile launcher in its arms.
Qin Mo was speechless for a moment, he was confused.
“You are the Father of our Father.”
Piccolo said again.
When Qin Mo wanted to ask further, Piccolo's alloy skeleton body began to tremble, and eventually what seemed to be possessing it disappeared.
The alloy skeleton turned into something without self-awareness like a machine made by humans, and collapsed to the ground.
The living missile launcher lost its electronic eye and sounder and became an ordinary missile launcher.
……
"They're coming."
The gentle reminder from the guard brought Qin Mo back to reality from his memories.
The Lord of Tyrone adjusted his collar, then held his head high and his posture became very serious.
Heavy footsteps sounded.
The floodgates open.
Two hundred Space Marines, led by the Sons of Antaeus, entered the bridge.
They took off their helmets, came to the command throne, and knelt down on one knee.
There is no need for the Astartes to kneel down, just like any of Qin Mo's subordinates. They only need to come over and nod as a salute.
But all the Astartes here have had one experience - being found by the ships of the Inquisition, and then departing on the ships of the Tyron Navy in the Inquisitor's incompetent rage.
The Astartes believe that they owe their patrons the highest degree of respect.
"Just as the Star Zone promised, you will get what you deserve." Qin Mo's voice echoed in the vast bridge.
The Astartes except Zabriel and other fallen angels were full of expectations.
Zabriel doesn't know where his destination is yet. He hopes to return to the Dark Angels after the original body redresses their grievances. The Sector also guarantees that they will not be forced to stay. They can leave at any time, and even Leave wearing a terminator.
"Son of Antaeus." Qin Mo looked at the largest space warrior.
Chapter Master Saran looked up.
"You will get a home world. You can choose one among the uncolonized planets in the star sector. You should consider the geographical location first. As for the planet type... we can help you transform it later."
"Praise to Tai Lung Three Hundred Worlds!"
Saran thanked her loudly.
Subsequently, other space warriors like the Sons of Antaeus who were promised a home world were allowed by Qin Mo to choose an uncolonized planet as their home world.
Although these two hundred space warriors were quite miserable, one like the Burning Falcon, who was so miserable that only three of them were killed by the Inquisition, was still unique.
"You have independent power in your home world, but this does not mean that the sector does not have supervisory power."
Qin Mo told everyone the rules.
"You can recruit new recruits, and the Tyrones who are willing to join your warband will apply, and then you can perform reconstructive surgery on them."
"But in the recruitment process, you can screen the sources of soldiers, but whether the screened people pass the screening or not, they must be alive."
These rules do not allow these war groups to survive during the recruiting process.
The recruits of the Space Wolves are selected from a large number of people who have bared their teeth with beasts in the ice and snow. Only the surviving ones are qualified to undergo transformation surgery.
Dark Angels do not use anesthesia when performing reconstructive surgery.
The Blood Angels had to cross the Bald Desert and lie in a coffin for a while before they could become recruits.
These links will result in the death of a large number of soldiers, which is the tradition of the old war group.
However, the Sons of Antaeus and other Chapters allowed to gain access to their homeworlds are not allowed to do this, and the Tyrones will help them establish recruits who can screen out recruits who meet their Chapter's standards and traditions.
Just like the Ultramarines, they can survive even if their transformation surgery fails.
Other chapters always suspected that the large number of Ultramarines must be because they had some secrets, but there were no secrets at all, they just didn't do anything in the selection process.
Arrange transformation surgery for a group of strong young men who yearn for justice and long for the Ultramarines, instead of letting them survive naked in the wilderness of ice and snow, or baring their teeth with beasts that are more terrifying than tanks. This is the reason why there are so many of them.
"We accept." Chapter Leader Saran nodded.
Everyone else nodded.
The only exceptions were the Burning Falcons, as they were promised not a homeworld, but help to rebuild the Chapter.
Chapter 573 Going to Terra?
"Burning Falcon."
Qin Mo looked at Lando and the other two space warriors belonging to the Burning Falcon.
The three of them were so excited that they were shaking all over.
They will soon be rebuilding the Chapter.
The Burning Falcon was not destroyed. Even though Lando's three chapter leaders were cut into human sticks and the think tank's head was crushed, the sacrifices of the chapter leader and think tank were not in vain.
The three former recruits, the recruits who survived under the protection of everyone in the Chapter, will rebuild the Chapter.
It's hard for Lando and the others not to be excited in this situation.
"The Sector promises to help you rebuild the chapter."
Qin Mo said to the three of them.
"The gene seeds of your Space Marines need to be extracted before they can be used for transformation surgery on new recruits, and the gene seeds cannot mature in a few years."
"Although the three of you have saved five gene seeds and will soon have a sixth, it is still too slow for rebuilding the Chapter."
"But that's not a problem."
While Qin Mo was talking, the guard Gray on the side stepped forward and handed a document to Lando.
Lando looked through it and became even more excited.
This is a document about the reconstruction of the Chapter.
It said that the three existing Space Marines of the Burning Falcon will be sent to a special dimension, in which the past few years are equal to the past day outside.
Coupled with the assistance of advanced biotechnology, the Burning Falcon's reconstruction of the Chapter is just around the corner.
However, the document does not say what dimension that dimension is.
Only Qin Mo himself knew that it was the dimension of the Star God named Narrator.
Yes, the narrator is a weak star among the Star Gods. If he had not found six other Star Gods who were equally weak and willing to protect him, he would have been eaten by the Nightbringer long ago.
Although it was later accidentally eaten by Saranoga, it was a blessing in disguise. After being separated from Saranoga's body, it became a complete star god.
No matter how weak the Star God is, he is still a Star God.
The Narrator's dimension maintains the most dramatic and interesting servant race, responsible for providing stories to the Narrator.
This dimension represents a special concept of time, and the narrator can adjust the passage of time in the dimension.
What it can do in its own dimension is even more than what Qin Mo can do in the casting dimension, because the timeline in the casting dimension is only to allow the casting to analyze everything in the dimension.
As long as the three Burning Falcon people enter the dimension, they can quickly cultivate gene seeds.
"We, and the entire future Chapter, can only thank you for your generosity by sacrificing yourself at any cost."
"Fighting for humanity, this is my thanks."
Qin Mo said with a smile.
"We will fight for humanity, and of course, we will also fight for the sector." Lando was extremely determined.
Lando's words may seem like a scene remark, but in fact they have a deeper meaning.
If the Empire and Tyron went to war, it was a question of who the Sons of Antaeus and the other Space Marines would help.
They all avoid this question, but in the end they will definitely choose to help the sector after some struggle, otherwise they will not hunt the Inquisitor on Caris. Doing this means that they will never be able to return to the Empire. Over there, the Inquisition will not compromise with the Inquisitor Killers.
The Burning Falcon will not hesitate and choose to help the sector from the beginning.
Qin Mo thought about this and suddenly asked: "By the way, who is the father of your genes?"
The genetic father of the fallen angels is Ryan, there is no doubt about it.
The genetic father of the sons of Antaeus is unclear, they are tall and strong but the primarch is not necessarily Vulkan, Lord of the Fire Dragons.
Because except for being tall and strong, the other characteristics of the son of Antaeus are completely different from those of the descendants of Vulcan.
Saran, the chapter leader, is sometimes reluctant to say who the genetic father is, and sometimes says he doesn't know. But Qin Mo guessed that it should be Mortarion, because like the Death Guard, they have the characteristic of being extremely vital.
Perhaps the Adeptus Mechanicus took out Mortarion's genes and modified them during the Curse of the Founding of the Army.
Those lunatics can do anything.
The genetic father of the black dragon is Vulkan.
The genetic father of the War Claws is Corax.
The other war groups that came to Tyrone also have clear genetic fathers. Even if they don't know it themselves, others can guess it.
But the genetic father of the Burning Falcon is very unclear.
Their skin is not black, they are not tall, and they do not have instincts such as heat sensing, which means that even if they can catch fire, they are definitely not the descendants of Vulkan.
"We don't know either." Lando shook his head. "We new recruits didn't have time to learn the culture of the war group, and the war group was gone."
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and nodded.
He suddenly thought that the Burning Falcon was very adaptable to extremely high speeds, and it also pursued speed...