Chapter 172: Nice to meet you, my good Erebus

A blasphemous joke whose meaning was difficult to understand was placed in front of Mephiston.

Confusion immediately emerged in Mephiston's mind.

Usually, it was he who used prophecies mixed with riddles to make others feel confused and puzzled.

This time, it was his turn to guess riddles.

Just as Mephiston was thinking, the Genestealer owner with four arms served Zhou Yun the fragrant salt-baked fire scorpion and hot tea made of blood-grass roots.

Salt-baked fire scorpion is baked in rock salt with the shell on. Some grass leaves growing in the Baal desert were mixed into the salt as spices.

Zhou Yun wiped off the rough salt on it, broke open the scorpion shell, took out the snow-white and tender scorpion meat with tableware, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Salt-baking well preserved the original taste of the ingredients. The fresh and sweet scorpion meat carried a faint salty taste. Originally, this rock salt contained a lot of impurities, so the salty taste should also carry a bitter taste.

But the owner of this restaurant used some kind of spice Zhou Yun didn't know, suppressing the bitter taste, and instead bursting out a pepper-like spicy fragrance, stimulating and teasing Zhou Yun's tongue, making his lips and teeth feel numb as if they had been electrocuted.

A look of approval appeared on Zhou Yun's face; the craftsmanship of this Genestealer restaurant owner was really good.

He picked up the hot tea made of blood-grass roots beside him.

It was a pile of brown-red roots like snakes, which were washed clean and soaked in hot water. The substances in them were released, dyeing the whole cup of water red.

Zhou Yun tried to take a sip, and the sweet taste quickly eliminated Zhou Yun's prejudice against its appearance.

The faint herbal aroma, weak sweetness, and bitterness, combined with an aroma similar to caffeine, made Zhou Yun feel refreshed.

Opposite him, Mephiston sorted out the information in Zhou Yun's words and quickly obtained the two most important and effective pieces of information.

Guilliman is about to be resurrected, and Sanguinius is also about to be resurrected.

Mephiston had already learned these two points from the Khan, but since they were said again in Zhou Yun's mouth, it meant...

"Is it you?" Mephiston tried his best to lower the surprise in his voice, but couldn't help but say.

Yes, it should be so.

On Baal today,

the person most likely to resurrect a Primarch and bring him back to the world is the Saint Doraemon in front of him.

He is a candidate for three positions in the Warp and is worshipped as the God of Death by the refugees of Hades.

"It's me." Zhou Yun wiped his mouth and said quite casually: "Old brother, you finally recognized me!"

"I missed you so much; have you forgotten? Your father and I were good brothers! I even held you when you were a child!"

Listening to Zhou Yun's words, Mephiston's cheek twitched slightly, and then he tasted the deep meaning in these words.

This person in front of him had a friendship with his Gene-Father... This made Mephiston's face twitch slightly,

because he knew that his Gene-Father Sanguinius also had a not-shallow friendship with the Silent King of the xenos Necrons.

Now another Saint Doraemon has appeared... a candidate for a position in the Warp...

Xenos and the Warp are basically the two biggest types of enemies of humanity.

If it weren't for the fact that the Gene-Father had a deep friendship with xenos and the Warp, Mephiston would definitely angrily condemn this as slander.

A wave of ups and downs in Mephiston's heart.

Father, why are your friends not very serious? This doesn't match your image in the Chapter records.

Shouldn't you hate the existence of xenos and the Warp like enemies?

"Call me uncle." The corners of Zhou Yun's mouth hooked into a brilliant smile.

Mephiston's expression stiffened for a moment; the word uncle was really too strange for an Astartes.

Most of the uncles of Astartes are employed by the four Chaos Gods.

"... Uncle, it's rare to see you, let's go elsewhere to reminisce about the past." Mephiston hesitated and said.

There were too many Genestealers here, and many things were not convenient to say directly.

However, Zhou Yun shook his head: "Big nephew, wait for uncle to eat another round."

Before Mephiston could react, Zhou Yun waved to the owner behind him.

"One portion each of oil-braised desert rat and fried dry roots, and two more cups of red-grass root soaked in water."

The Genestealers on Baal have a social structure similar to the blood-kin tribes in the depths of the local desert, maintaining the principle of collective hunting and food sharing, so the food in Sheath-Wing Fortress is basically free of charge.

However, Zhou Yun felt that he didn't eat for nothing; didn't he also give the Genestealers a fire scorpion he picked up on the side of the road?

Mephiston looked blankly at Zhou Yun eating three people's worth of food alone like a whirlwind.

The statues of the two angels were hanging in mid-air.

They were forged from the black metal that forged this xenos city.

One exposed the original color of the metal, and the other was plated with gold.

The Dark Angel spread its wings, as if to take the Golden Angel into its arms. Its face was ferocious like a beast, sharp teeth protruding from its upper lip, pressing against its lower lip. Bright red blood stones were inlaid in its eye sockets, like a drop of blood about to fall.

The Golden Angel hung its wings behind it, as if it had just fallen from the sky. Its face was sacred like the purest infant, its lips tightly closed, revealing a melancholy beauty of compassion for all living beings. Blood stones were also inlaid in its eye sockets, but they were as pure as filtered grape wine, summer red.

The Dark Angel held a long sword, almost wanting to slash at the neck of the Golden Angel.

The Golden Angel held a long spear in one hand, the spear tip pointing straight at the chest of the Dark Angel.

It seemed that in the next moment, the two would perish together.

What this statue originally wanted to express was probably the Golden Angel falling from the sky and suppressing the Dark Angel.

But now the entire city had been reversed, and it turned into the Dark Angel suppressing the Golden Angel.

Mephiston and Zhou Yun stood on a small square made of metal plates hanging in mid-air beside the statues of the two angels.

This Chief Librarian of the Blood Angels glanced at Zhou Yun. He did not dare to use psychic powers to peek at the projection of the person in front of him in the Warp.

His psychic premonition warned him that this was very dangerous... but his appearance was fake. Through the vision of the material world, Mephiston couldn't see anything. Even if he used his real face, it might just be the material body of a Warp existence, which explained nothing.

What Mephiston really wanted to know was how much of the great power of the person in front of him in the Warp had entered the material universe, and how much could his material body carry? If this material body was destroyed, would he be banished back to the Warp?

Mephiston pondered his words for a moment, then opened his mouth:

"Nice to meet you, Lord of Death." "Nice to meet you, Lord of Death."

Zhou Yun and Mephiston spoke almost at the same time.

The two stared at each other, and Mephiston's face showed embarrassment first.

The corners of Zhou Yun's eyes twitched slightly.

This sentence was said by Torghun Khan of the White Scars to Mortarion in the past.

And Mephiston's title happened to be the same as Mortarion's, both being Lord of Death.

Zhou Yun just wanted to say this famous quote; Mephiston didn't know what he was thinking.

Mephiston's expression also twitched slightly.

The person opposite was known as the Chosen of Death, and in the Khan's mouth, he was one of the most powerful contenders for the title of "Lord of Death."

Mephiston really felt embarrassed to call himself the Lord of Death in front of this person.

"No, no, no, you are the real Lord of Death." Mephiston said hurriedly.

The corners of Zhou Yun's mouth twitched. Mephiston's tone gave Zhou Yun the feeling that he was about to stand up and toast him with a big drink.

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There was silence between the two for a while, because many words could not be spoken directly.

"What are you going to do?" This was clearly asking Zhou Yun how he intended to resurrect Sanguinius.

"I have an agreement with the Lord of Baal." Zhou Yun pondered his words and said: "Before seeing him, I will not disclose the content of this agreement."

Zhou Yun's tone was well-controlled, revealing just the right amount of sincerity, and under the sincerity, there was a trace of undetectable urgency, as if he earnestly hoped to resurrect his friend Sanguinius quickly.

The winged figure in the white light seemed to notice the traces of performance, and his wings twitched slightly.

Lord of Baal? Dante? Mephiston was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Zhou Yun was talking about the real Lord of Baal.

The remains of Sanguinius sleeping in the underground tomb, in the golden stone sarcophagus.

Sure enough, he was indeed the key to resurrecting Sanguinius and came according to the agreement between Sanguinius and him.

Mephiston's reason told him to be cautious, but his psychic premonition and observation made Mephiston believe that everything the person in front of him said was true.

But no matter which aspect it was, Mephiston could not make a promise.

"This is not something I can promise; I am only a Chief Librarian."

"I am willing to believe you and am willing to make every effort to cooperate with you."

Mephiston sighed and said:

"But my image in the eyes of the Chapter brothers is not good. If I take you there by force... they will treat me as Erebus."

"Please also believe that the determination of the more than twenty thousand Blood descendants gathered on Baal to protect the remains of their Gene-Father..."

"Only Dante can make this decision; only if he agrees can I take you there."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly, knowing that Mephiston already trusted him, and put away the acting ability brought by the Hot-Acting Clapperboard & Robot Director.

The acting ability displayed with the truth was obviously infectious even to Mephiston, who had extremely strong psychic powers.

As for what Mephiston said, this was not out of his expectation.

Honestly, if Mephiston hadn't appeared in front of him by chance, Zhou Yun wouldn't even want to hook up with Mephiston first.

Because the combination of the two was really too easy to make people think wildly.

Mephiston's image within the Blood Angels had never been good; he belonged to the type that could stop new recruits from crying at night.

There had always been many Astartes who felt that Mephiston was just a vampire playing with witchcraft, already close to falling into Chaos, and should have his head chopped off with a power axe to comfort the spirit of Sanguinius in heaven.

Even Chapter Master Dante had many fears, suspicions, and fears about Mephiston.

And Zhou Yun himself... Zhou Yun himself was the object of faith of an emerging sect on Baal, and might also be stained with a lot of Warp.

A suspected existence in the Warp, a suspected Chaos wizard playing with witchcraft... this combination looked like the pair of Chaos God and Erebus.

Zhou Yun is the Chaos God, Mephiston is Erebus.

"My good Erebus... no, that's not right." Zhou Yun hurriedly changed his words: "My good big nephew, do you have a map of Baal's main planet? Give me a copy."

Mephiston hesitated for a moment, wrapped part of the information with psychic powers, and passed it to Zhou Yun.

Then he hurriedly cut off the connection between himself and that piece of information to prevent his will from accidentally entering Zhou Yun's will...

Looking at Mephiston, who looked like a cat that had almost been electrocuted, Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at the information that popped up in his mind.

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(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 173 =====