'Okay, you are really tough. '
Sanguinius let go of his hand, his voice sounding like gritted teeth through psychic communication.
Originally, Sanguinius knew that the first person Khorne paid attention to was himself, but he just didn't understand why he turned to Alexander halfway.
This is the concern of one of the four ancient beings. It is unimaginable how dangerous it is. He is really simply concerned about Alexander's safety and has no other thoughts.
The three of them unknowingly reached the top floor of the Wangting Lighthouse, which was still intact, and all the hidden compartments in the building were swept away.
It can be said that the things in the secret compartment are not only books, but also books, or they are secret secret compartments used for sending messages, which contain secret messages that young men and women pass to each other.
"It's strange. I started to wonder if this building is an orbital tower. Why doesn't it store other things?"
Magnus dusted each other with his hands. He didn't worry about Alexander. There would be plenty of opportunities to get along with him in the future.
Alexander faced the last room and could see the dark red light flashing inside.
"Can you feel the subspace atmosphere?"
Alexander faced Sanguinius: "Remember this feeling. When this breath appears, it means that there must be subspace creatures around."
Alexander knew that the great demon Kabane would definitely make a comeback, and it would not forget Sanguinius.
Khorne chose Sanguinius. He dared to come even when the Emperor was nearby, so there was nothing else he didn't dare to do.
"Smell? Do you mean the inexplicable smell of blood, or the restlessness coming from the blood?"
Sanguinius closed his eyes and took in the state of his body.
He has not yet formally come into contact with psychic knowledge, but stimulation from the external environment will inevitably cause his own reaction, so Sanguinius will remember his body's instincts as a warning.
However, sometimes the same sensory stimulation is caused during battle, so it seems not very accurate.
Magnus quietly shook his head at Alexander, the psychic communication maintaining the link, so he tried to use body language.
The Emperor had not approved the opening up of psychic knowledge, and Alexander would be criticized for spreading it without permission.
"When I go back, I will find you some books on psychic knowledge. Then, based on your feelings today, you will naturally understand what the aura of subspace is."
Alexander doesn't care about this. Anyway, he has too many debts. If he commits a crime once, he will be beaten. If he commits a crime twice, he will be beaten. It is equivalent to making money.
Besides, think tank training will be opened soon, so what’s the use of locking up knowledge.
There is no point in guarding against your own people.
"Okay, let me feel the breath of subspace up close first."
Sanguinius was the first to enter the room.
He knows that he will not fall before his fate, so he likes to be the first to face the unknown and danger, letting his brothers stand behind him.
The last room is an office hall, which is very empty. The luxurious furniture is almost rotten, and the subspace rift is in the middle of the hall.
"There is some kind of energy that is supporting the crack and preventing it from closing on its own."
Magnus stood in front of the crack, which was only a hair wide and more than three meters long. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he retracted it as if he was suddenly struck by something.
"Don't get too close, the space channel will break anything."
Magnus stretched out his hand to stop Sanguinius's footsteps, and the two stood two or three meters apart.
"I think it's the energy you mentioned."
As soon as Alexander entered the room, he felt a very faint bright spot in the wall.
So he stretched out his hand and tapped it twice with his knuckles. The sound was solid, but there was a special energy wave.
So Alexander gathered his psychic energy to form a point on his fingertips, opened the psychic energy transmission channel with one stroke and took out the items stored inside.
"A pistol?"
Magnus walked over and looked down at the weapon held by Alexander. Its shape obviously did not come from the aesthetic style of the empire, giving people a rough and brutal yet delicate beauty.
To Alexander, it looked like a large revolver, but the magazine could not be opened.
There are twenty-three bright blue lines wrapped around the barrel of the gun. The caliber is so large that it can almost fit my unarmored fist into it.
"Would you like to try firing a shot?"
Alexander jumped with a gun in hand.
He did not wash away the subspace power attached to the pistol, and directly raised his hand to aim at the gilded glass window.
Snap.
He pulled the trigger with his fingertip, but there was no reaction from the muzzle, so he took advantage of the situation and pulled his hand back.
"No, no."
Magnus was terrified.
He rushed forward and held down Alexander's hand, and continued to point the gun out the window.
"You don't think I want to see what's in the muzzle of the gun."
Alexander chuckled: "Don't worry, there will be no reaction."
"You forgot that I studied mechanical engineering. It should be that the firing device inside was not turned on."
Magnus didn't care about this, and still held Alexander's hand to prevent him from pointing.
The Thousand Sons Legion, which has conducted many archaeological sites, knows one thing very well: the older and stranger the firearm, the stronger the firepower, even exaggeratedly.
"Does Sanguinius remember that feeling?"
Alexander didn't resist, and turned to look at Sanguinius who was standing next to the subspace rift.
He cannot use psychic penetration to analyze the internal state of the pistol. If the crack disappears, he will lose the opportunity to understand the subspace transmission channel at close range.
"Get rid of it. The smell makes me feel sick."
Sanguinius stood for a few minutes, taking note of the supposed smell, before walking to the window.
"Then I'll try to close the channel."
Alexander can use psychic energy to clear the anchor point, so he uses the psychic clearing stabilization device, which is the gun in his hand.
But at the moment when psychic energy spread to the pistol, Alexander felt as if he had been sucked in by something.
The next moment, the blue coils on the barrel of the pistol brightened layer by layer, making the aura on Sanguinius' wings seem a little dim.
A sense of excitement rose that made the hairs of the three people present stand on end, and the surrounding light quickly converged on the muzzle of the gun.
Zizzi~Boom!
A bright blue beam of light shot out, rushing outward from the top of the lighthouse until it penetrated the atmosphere and shot into the depths of space.
The three people were stimulated by the huge sonic explosion, and their ears roared and hissed.
"What is this? So powerful."
Sanguinius shouted loudly, almost rushing over to tackle Alexander.
"I don't know either. This thing absorbed a lot of psychic energy the moment it came into contact with it."
Alexander's ears were still ringing, and he didn't feel like responding loudly.
When a faint wisp of green smoke drifted away from the muzzle of the gun, Alexander noticed that his wrist was still firmly held down by Magnus.
"Relax and slowly release your hands."
Magnus carefully pushed away Alexander's finger on the trigger with his fingertips, took the gun and held it in his hands, not daring to use any more psychic powers.
"Sanguinius, you go out and ask people to take away the materials in the lighthouse. We will return in a fighter plane now."
Magnus was still conscious and immediately arranged everything.
When the three people came to their senses one after another, a circular hole with a diameter of nearly one meter was revealed on the gilt glass. The glass at the opening had melted and turned red, and was sliding down the colorful window.
