Chapter 93 Old Friends

"Honestly, you could have taken it slow." Lin Fan, wearing a rag that he had pulled from nowhere, sat on the Space Wolves' transport plane, while Cather White Fang, who was opposite him, was touching the fragments of the Frost Axe in his hand with a sad face.

As for Wodehouse, the rune priest who was trapped in corrosion and psychic chaos fell into a coma after being slapped by Lin Fan, but the chaotic aura on his body had dissipated. I believe that after a long rest, this respectable rune priest will be able to serve the emperor again.

Lin Fan was still a little scared and asked Cather White Fang if he would settle accounts with him when Wodehouse woke up.

Cather White Fang just collected the fragments of his broken Frost Axe with a heartache, and then told Lin Fan that Wodehouse would not know who slapped him.

"Alas, everyone was very nervous and sad at that time, and was very alert to any movement. Who could know that it was really you." Kaiser White Fang collected the fragments of the battle axe in his hand and prepared to go back to the mechanical priests to see if they could repair it. If they couldn't, he would have to go to the iron priests.

Kaiser White Fang had already determined that the one in front of him was the real thing when the axe hit Lin Fan's head. After all, the feeling of hitting was too familiar. But unfortunately, under his relentless anger, the frost battle axe that had accompanied him for countless years also became another ghost smashed by Lin Fan's head.

But at least except for the axe, everyone was in good condition, and the old guy Wodehouse could survive, which made Kaiser White Fang a lot happier. He subconsciously reached out and touched his wine pot, only to realize that it had been empty for a long time.

Govistin and his group were still in a coma. After all, the time flow in the real universe was only a dozen minutes. However, in order to solve the problem of why Lin Fan could survive in the wreck without clothes and full body armor, Kaiser White Fang and his group had to wrap Lin Fan up with a piece of cloth and called the Empire's ship to send them back.

"How did you come back? Wodehouse and I both thought you had fallen into the hands of the devil." Kaiser White Fang adjusted his body to make himself sit more relaxed and comfortable. You can't see this kind of comfortable behavior in those Space Marines who value rules and image, such as the Imperial Fists and the Ultramarines.

"Ah, this is a long story, but you know that Diego sent me back."

"Diego? Cardo Diego? The missing Supreme Master of the Grey Knights?"

"Yes, it was him. After we released him from the seal, he used a forbidden spell to send me back."

Kaiser was deeply attracted by Lin Fan's words, and continued to ask like a curious person, "We? Who else?"

Lin Fan closed his mouth and looked at Kaiser White Fang with his eyes, without saying a word.

"Hurry up and tell me! What are you doing?"

Lin Fan was a little entangled, "I'm afraid that if I tell you, you will be too happy and tear down the ship."

"How is this possible? Wild wolves are cold hunters. How can they be happy to tear down the ship?" Kaiser was disdainful of Lin Fan's words, saying that he had been through many battles and had seen a lot.

It was obviously a group of huskies, pretending to be wild wolves. After silently complaining about his wolf king and his cubs, Lin Fan cleared his throat and spoke.

"I fought with Leman Russ in the warp."

The three Grey Hunters and their old wolf Kaiser White Fang stood up suddenly, and even the unconscious Wodehouse's breathing became faster.

Lin Fan looked at the burning eyes of these tall Space Marines looking at him, just like the Blood God Warriors he saw at the entrance of the arena. He twisted his body nervously and wrapped the cloth around his body tighter.

"Really? Are you telling the truth?"

Although Kaiser asked Lin Fan, his excited expression and the uncontrollable raised corners of his mouth showed that he had completely believed Lin Fan's words. He was excited and walked around the aisle of the transport ship.

Then he suddenly pounced in front of Lin Fan and squatted down, making his eyes level with Lin Fan, and the other three Grey Hunter Space Marines followed suit, squatting together and staring at Lin Fan with their shining eyes.

"Well. It's true. I met Leman Russ, humiliated Khorne with him, and finally pulled Diego out of the coffin."

"I didn't ask you to tell me the outline, but the details." Kaiser couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't wait to hear Lin Fan tell him the story of the Primarch.

"How tall is our father?"

"Does father make good wine?"

"Did he ask you about us?"

"Have we disappointed our father over the years?"

In the cabin of the Space Wolves' transport ship, Lin Fan answered countless questions from the Space Wolves warriors, while Wodehouse, who was sleeping beside him, frowned, as if he was dissatisfied that he couldn't hear their father's story.

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In a factory on Mars, a tall technical sage is carefully checking the parameters of the huge battleship in front of him through a data board. After hundreds of years of consecration prayers and holy ceremonies, the battleship has completely wiped out the chaos corrosion on it. After complex repairs, it will be put into the endless stars and serve the Emperor once again.

"Hmph, machine soul?" The Great Sage seemed a little disdainful. Such blasphemous words were enough to make him be formatted tens of thousands of times by the Mechanicus of Mars, but none of the priests around him heard his words and were still busy with their work.

"This parameter? Interesting."

The Great Sage put down the data board that he picked up with his mechanical limbs and gave orders to the other mechanical priests.

++The data of the Heart of Vengeance is normal, and the machine soul is recovering steadily. According to my calculations, it will be able to show her glory after 150 standard solar days, and prepare for the final consecration and prayer to the God of All Machines, for the glory of Omnissia. ++

++For Omnissia, for the God of All Machines. ++

++Now, I have to deal with some other matters. ++

++We will complete the task, Great Sage Tara. ++

Without replying to the priests, Great Sage Tara silently drove his body towards the depths of the Mars Grand Factory. He entered his own research room, where he usually conducted detailed research and prayers on the sacred voice of the God of All Machines. But today, the situation seems a little different.

The gear-powered axe in his hand gently knocked on the ground, and an invisible and imperceptible membrane covered the entire surface of the room, spreading false information to the outside world.

Any uninvited guest who tried to enter the room would be blocked by the membrane and sent to the room with Great Sage Tara and the same fragments, where they would have a conversation and meeting without any suspicious loopholes.

The center of the body of the Mechanical Great Sage quickly deformed, and a limb with a completely different style from the rest of his body stretched out from it.

The metal limb looked smoother, denser, and colder. Those priests who transformed their bodies into machines were more human than this metal limb. It was like a black hole of life, swallowing all the activity around it.

After a few seconds of perception and calculation, the Great Sage Tara sighed, mixed with longing and helplessness.

"Is it you?"

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