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The God-Emperor's physique, as generally shown before others, stood around five meters tall. The Bolt Pistol he made for himself had also been designed for that size.
So even placed before Titus and the other two, who stood over 2.8 meters tall and had undergone Primaris Surgery, this pistol was enormous, more like a battle rifle.
Li Qinwu took out the glittering Emperor Bolt Pistol, and the three Astartes' eyes were instantly drawn to it. They stared fixedly at the Bolt Pistol, unable to look away.
Gadriel swallowed.
"Are you sure this is the God-Emperor's Bolt Pistol? You're not lying to us, are you?"
The veteran Metaurus, that steady Astartes, also wore a face full of astonishment as he looked at Li Qinwu and awaited his answer.
What Titus focused on, however, was how Li Qinwu had suddenly pulled out such a huge weapon. There had clearly been nothing on him just now.
Li Qinwu chuckled and waved the gun before Gadriel.
"Do you know the Traitor Terminator Lucius? I captured him some time ago, chopped off his limbs, and imprisoned him.
"Daemons dwelled within his weapons. I found a way to destroy them completely, so the God-Emperor rewarded me with his Bolt Pistol."
For a moment, everyone present fell silent. A mixture of envy, doubt, and complicated emotions arose.
Li Qinwu sniffed. He kept feeling as though he smelled something sour, especially from Gadriel. That guy's envy was written all over his face.
Generally speaking, Astartes were extremely restrained when it came to their desires. But Gadriel was a very young Astartes. Compared to the others, he was more driven by ambition and did not deliberately hide his emotions, always speaking bluntly.
Back when Titus had taken