(Thanks to Nano Plague Swarm: Luo Yu for the reward bonus chapter, 5/30.)
Unfortunately, the hall Death Lord had chosen for the meeting was not large to begin with. Once more than five hundred Chaos Astartes had squeezed inside, every seat was occupied.
At that moment, Bull-Horn Astartes stepped forward again, his face full of disdain.
"The weakest warband here has more than ten people. A single-digit warband like yours should be grateful just to have somewhere to stand. You want seats too?"
Li Qinwu immediately widened his bull-like eyes.
"What's wrong with having few people? Does having few people mean we aren't people? Am I not a person?! Am I a person or not?!"
The five hundred seated Chaos Astartes all wore mocking expressions.
These Chaos traitors only respected strength.
If you were weak, you deserved humiliation. You deserved to stand!
If this had not been Death Lord's turf, anyone weaker elsewhere would have been robbed and killed outright!
Death Lord said nothing and merely watched from the side. He wanted to see how Li Qinwu and his two companions would react to such humiliation.
Seeing everyone looking at him mockingly, Li Qinwu cursed.
He shouted:
"Doubao! Doubao!"
His Power Armor's speaker immediately responded:
"I am here."
"Activate the reactor overload program."
"Warning: reactor overload will cause the power pack's nuclear detonation. Confirm overload?"
"Yes!"
"Overload self-destruction program activated! Countdown: 10 seconds.
10, 9, 8, 7..."
The more than five hundred Astartes present had seemed glued to their seats, but now every one of them sprang up.
Death Lord frantically beckoned like Erkang.
"Hero, wait! Don't be so hot-tempered!
Someone, get the hero a table, now!!"
Several Astartes rushed in from outside, carrying large square stones and quickly assembled a table for Li Qinwu and his companions.
Li Qinwu