Chapter 539

On the Omniscient Mystery,

Gabriel Angelos, Chapter Master of the Blood Ravens, was standing on the high platform of the armory, watching the Blood Ravens moving in and out.

These Blood Ravens were moving the Blood Raven Chapter equipment and relics they had just "rescued" from the Necrons. Looking down from a high place, they really looked like a group of dark red crows working diligently.

"My Lord, what should we do with these Necron Gao Si weapons?" The Blood Raven's Master of the Forge asked, pointing to the Necron Gao Si guns they had recovered.

These Necron weapons can release green lightning beams capable of tearing apart atomic structures. Neither ceramite armor nor battleship hulls can withstand their damage.

The preciousness is self-evident.

It's just that, after all, these are unclean alien weapons...

"What do you mean, Necron Gao Si weapons?"

Gabriel Angelos glared at the Master of the Forge:

"Do we have those unclean Necron weapons in our Chapter?"

"Isn't this our Blood Raven ancestral Dark Age of Technology disintegration gun?"

"Hey! You, Master of the Forge, are too irresponsible, how did it peel off the paint!"

"Repaint it dark red, I won't punish you this time!"

The Master of the Forge lowered his head humbly and began to repaint the Necron Gao Si... oh no, the faded Dark Age of Technology disintegration guns according to Gabriel's instructions.

"My Lord! Come and see!!!" A recruit responsible for classifying this harvest shouted, holding a bright dagger high in both hands, and beside his feet were an amulet flickering with cold light and an exquisitely crafted sword box.

Gabriel Angelos's mechanical right eye zoomed in rapidly, noticing the shape of the dagger, and was also slightly taken aback.

He walked down from the high platform, flew to the recruit, and took the dagger from the recruit's front.

The dagger looked like a skinning knife used for skinning beasts in the forest. The hilt was a winged robed figure cast from dark gold metal, and the hilt was wrapped in some rough animal skin.

Gabriel Angelos held this dagger high, feeling its balance and elegance.

Opening the door, a top-notch weapon for opening doors, it was definitely the work of a Founding Chapter, and it was very likely from the Legion era ten thousand years ago.

Gabriel Angelos brought the sword closer slightly, and suddenly noticed an inscription on the sword.

"A gift from Lion El'Jonson to Lu Se."

After reading this text, Gabriel Angelos's heart skipped a beat slightly.

Then he picked up the sword box and amulet on the ground and observed them carefully.

The shape of the amulet was a winged short sword, about the size of an Astartes' palm, and a powerful deflection force field generator was obviously installed inside.

Its craftsmanship was exquisite, and the intensity of the generated force field was enough to rival the Iron Halo belonging to a certain Primarch treasured in the Blood Raven relic vault.

And this sword box was equally exquisite. It looked like armor just for storing weapons, but a complete stasis force field system was installed inside, with independent power supply, enough to protect the items stored in the sword box from rotting or rusting for ten thousand years.

The sword box also had the ancient mark of the former First Legion, and was also engraved with words like Lion's gift to Lu Se.

"... My Lord, should this be returned to the Dark Angels Chapter?" the recruit asked.

Gabriel couldn't help but sigh.

Since the Blood Ravens' recruitment world was destroyed and the Great Rift opened, the Chapter's days have truly become worse and worse, increasingly destitute.

The quality of the recruits is also much worse. Blood Ravens from Cyrene in the past would definitely not ask such questions.

"My child, you must know that our Chapter is not wealthy and is often in distress and isolated."

"We don't know the true origin of our Chapter, we have had no gene-father since our birth."