Curze I don't understand why I was lying in a coffin and singing a song, but in the blink of an eye I met with this disaster.
According to Curze's last memory, he seemed to have been hit by some huge orbital weapon and fell directly into a coma.
But God knows why in Blackwatch's hinterland Alicia, there would be idiots attacking him with orbital weapons. This was Curze's biggest doubt before he fell into coma.
As the medicine was injected, Curze woke up slowly. He felt his butt was itchy for the first time, and wanted to get up and scratch it. But when he raised his hand, he found that what was swinging with his consciousness was a huge mechanical arm.
"Well, what's wrong with me?"
The confused Konrad Curze also found that his big brother Hogg was back, but before he gave his big brother a hug, he felt like he had grown a lot taller.
"Hogg, and Perturabo and Magnus, why are you looking at me like this?"
Curze, who made the sound, realized that his voice was wrong, but his groggy mind prevented him from thinking too much. He just thought it was the sequelae of his injury.
At the same time, he felt that the itching on his butt was getting worse, and he desperately wanted to scratch it with his hand, but before he could do it, Hogg on the side grabbed him, and Magnus on the side used his spiritual power to summon a mirror.
This sight made Curze let out a sharp roar:
"Ah~ what the hell is this! How did I turn into a Dreadnought, and who the bastard came up with the painting on it, I want..."
"Bang!" Seeing someone slandering his creativity, Hogg raised his fist and knocked on it. Curze Dreadnought shattered a piece of armor with one punch.
This punch successfully caused Curze to squat on the ground with his head in his hands. The big lump of Dreadnought suddenly showed anthropomorphic emotions, as if the armor was his skin.
In fact, this is because of the psychic runes engraved by Magnus, the armor perfectly transformed the damage signal and transmitted it to Curze's perception through the electron beam, allowing him to feel some cyber phantom pain.
The three brothers are not surprised by this phenomenon, because every driver of Dreadnought will experience such a situation. Although the situation of Curze is special, it is still expected.
Most of the Dreadnought pilots were disabled Space Marine who fell to the ground and were unable to enter the battlefield again. In order to allow them to continue to serve Imperium, the Legion placed them into Dreadnought as a last resort.
This group of disabled veterans can only control the armor through neural links, using mechanical power to replace their once-forged bodies, which will inevitably have some side effects.
Among them, the most distinctive one is phantom pain.
The lost limbs stimulated the nerves all the time, making these soldiers understand that they could no longer be like ordinary people.
However, due to the flesh-reshaping cabin invented by Hogg, the Dreadnought currently in service can be roughly divided into two models.
One of them is an old version equipped for people who can't even repair the remodeling chamber, and after Hogg optimized the biological conduction signal, it no longer had the torture-like experience it had before.
The other one is Tactical Dreadnought, which Blackwatch is equipped with in large quantities. It is inspired by a game called Titanfall that Hogg once played. It is essentially a reskinned mecha.
And Hogg just added the word "tactic" to the name of Dreadnought to highlight his unusual high-end taste.
Curze, who recognized the reality, wanted to cry without tears, but it still felt an itch and eager to scratch its butt, so it asked the three brothers in front of it:
"Brothers? My butt is so itchy! Can you let me scratch it?"
Upon hearing this, the three people had different expressions, but they all seemed to have heard something ridiculous. Hogg also did not laugh out loud, but used his 88 years of experience as Dog-Man Emperor to firmly control his emotions.
Half a second later, the three brothers seemed to have a strong connection. Magnus was the first to say:
"Curze, now that you have been installed into Dreadnought, you should understand one thing."
"Ah! You mean I only have one head left?"
"No" Perturabo continued what Curze said.
"Most of your body is intact. Except for some damage, it can be said to be overnutrition. Even this kind of injury can only be regarded as a minor injury to Hogg."
Upon hearing that it was just a minor injury, Curze felt confident that he would be able to leave this Dreadnought in a few days and continue to have fun with girls from other races.
This made Curze swing the body, use the camera with his face printed on it, and look at Hogg who had not yet spoken, his voice full of indifferent attitude.
"Brother, do you have anything to say?"
Since Curze no longer cares, Hogg is not afraid of his younger brother. He blames him and Magnus for his current behavior. He directly explained his situation:
"Curze, although it is just a small injury, it is for me. After all, Primarch's physique is also different, so to put it simply..."
"Oh! Brother, why are you so annoying? It's just a small injury. Are you still afraid that I won't be able to accept it?"
"Ah, to put it simply, you are like a banana. The upper body is basically complete, and the lower body is also basically complete, but only the middle piece is missing."
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As if he was afraid that Curze wouldn't understand, Magnus, as a scholar, also brought a banana leftover from their dinner from the workbench.
The three brothers got together, and Tulabo broke off the upper section, and Magnus broke off the lower section, leaving only the middle section in Hogg's hand.
And Hogg was considerate enough to put the middle section of banana into the feeding mouth of Dreadnought, so that Curze soaked in the nutrient solution could taste the banana.
"So?"
Hogg, who discovered that Curze was still unwilling to give up, stopped pretending and said directly to him with a dull look on his face:
"You've lost your ass and the super bully above it. Don't even want to play in the club this year. Just be your Tactical Dreadnought!"
But don't be discouraged, this machine is built by three of us brothers who have put in their different knowledges, and the weapons you carry on your crotch are much more powerful than your previous gadgets!"
Hearing this bad news, Curze couldn't accept it immediately. The whole machine emitted bursts of white smoke due to the overheating of the brain. With a pop of sparks, it successfully shut down.
Seeing this scene, the three brothers looked at each other and felt that this young man was not as calm and confident as the older generation of artists like them.
The two of them left the foundry workshop feeling bored. One was preparing to summon Thousand Sons to pick him up, and the other was preparing to leave Alicia and return to his home group.
Hogg could only call Ross and them to settle down Curze, and then he came to Blacklight, which he had been away from for a long time. After having some fun with Saint Jelena, he sat on the sofa that he had stolen from the old man Emperor.
However, he discovered that there was a red cloak on the back of the sofa. Under the dense holes, only the embroidery with the dog print mark was intact.
"Goda, is that you?"
No one answered Hogg's question. As Hogg touched the cloak, a remnant soul unwilling to fade away took the initiative to throw itself into the crazy illusory tentacles and completely integrated into it.
In the Noda bridge, only Hogg was slumped on the sofa. He seemed to have heard the initial greeting again:
"Oh my God, you eat so much!"
Hey, it's true that I'm not good at writing emotional dramas.