Chapter 45 Your name

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Wagang sword... Wagang sword... What is Wagang sword...

Fu Qinghai, who was kneeling on the ground, was thinking about this term in his mind.

The woman opposite him looked slightly confused.

The pretense is over, the last words have been spoken, and the questions before death have been answered.

Why didn't he die?

"Click!"

A pair of huge iron hands covered with gauntlets suddenly clasped her snow-white slender neck.

"Well..." The woman's eyes widened in disbelief, holding Fu Qinghai's arm with both hands and struggling continuously.

However, Astarte's hands were like hydraulic iron pliers, and she couldn't break them even even with all her strength.

Fu Qinghai clasped the woman's neck with one hand and slowly stood up from his knees.

The other hand held the black sword stuck in his chest and pulled it out bit by bit.

The woman was lifted up by Fu Qinghai with one hand. She looked at the scene in disbelief, her two long legs wrapped in tight leather pants kicking desperately in the air.

She had seen zombies that could still walk with half their heads missing, but she had never seen a living person that could still stand up after their entire heart was broken.

Half of the sword's blade had not penetrated Fu Qinghai's chest, and it was finally slowly pulled out by Fu Qinghai's left hand.

Thick red-black blood continued to flow at the wound as the sword blade was pulled out.

Fu Qinghai clasped the woman's neck with one hand and raised it in the air. He lowered his head to look at the weapon in his other hand that had pierced him. He played with the simple-looking long sword with one hand.

Valyrian steel, he finally remembered.

From Game of Thrones: A Song of Ice and Fire.

Unlike Adamantium, Vibranium, Mandalorian and other metals that are known for their strong and sharp materials, Valyrian steel is not a special alloy smelting technique.

According to the characters in the original work, Valyrian steel was blessed with cruel blood magic rituals such as blood sacrifices when it was forged, giving it extraordinary sharpness as a weapon.

If the world of reincarnation is really compared to a game, then armor should be calculated when defending against adamantium and vibranium, and magic resistance should be calculated when defending against Valyrian steel weapons.

Strictly speaking, this is a magic weapon.

Fu Qinghai spat out the remaining blood in his mouth, looked up at the woman in his hand, smiled, showed his bloody white teeth, and asked:

"Didn't anyone tell you that the Astartes have two hearts?"

"Heartbreaker...Alicia?"

When he smiled, there was still wet blood hanging on the corners of Fu Qinghai's mouth and chin, which made his smile look particularly ferocious.

What?

The woman said "Uh huh" in shock, but Fu Qinghai's ruthless iron hand tightened and tightened, making it difficult for her to breathe and make a sound.

Finally, the woman who was held up in the air by Fu Qinghai's neck with one hand rolled her eyes, stopped struggling, her hands hung down feebly, and her two long legs stopped moving.

Fu Qinghai threw the body of Alicia the Heartbreaker to the ground.

Then he stabbed Alicia in the chest with the black sword in his hand.

Break the heartbreaker's heart with a broken heart.

Fu Qinghai has always had a good habit of finishing last hits, especially when targeting the Reincarnator who has treacherous and changeable methods.

The World of Reincarnation reminds you of the assimilation point rewards for killing reincarnations from the enemy camp.

Fu Qinggao drew his sword and took two steps forward unsteadily. He held the sword with one hand and covered the wound on his chest with the other.

It hurts, severe pain.

Although the second heart quickly took over the function of the first heart and began to increase its output power to pump blood throughout the body, the first heart was still completely broken.

Young lovers in previous lives on Earth often said that their hearts were broken after breaking up.

This time Fu Qinghai really felt what heartbreak felt like.

Heartbreak in a physical sense.

The most uncomfortable thing is that he is still alive after his heartbreak. Another heart supports his life, allowing him to continue to feel the severe pain after his heart was shattered.

The pain was so severe that even analgesics could not completely stop it.

Fu Qinghai now looked back and thought about it carefully.

I feel more and more that this reincarnation named Alicia the Heartbreaker is bold, careful and very smart.

So far, Fu Qinghai has roughly figured out her entire strategy.

Because they were using a communication device stripped from the armor of the enemy Word Bearers, Fu Qinghai and the Eldar girl Salamander Uthlan could only use the public channel to communicate tactics.

Normally, when a Space Marine is in action, only the internal channel is opened in the communication device, but Alicia the Heartbreaker may have happened to open the public channel in the communication device of a dead Space Marine.

Then she heard the exchange between Fu Qinghai and the Howling Banshee, and guessed Fu Qinghai's plan.

Then he quietly followed Fu Qinghai all the way to the control room of the Bloody Worm's No. 3 engine.

Or maybe she was hiding nearby.

Then he took advantage of the moment when Fu Qinghai was most relaxed and nervous after killing the enemy Hell Beast.

A sword pierced Fu Qinghai's heart.

It can be said that a master of art is bold.

This woman, Alicia the Heartbreaker, judging from the assimilation points awarded, she and Yuki Takakura, the boss of the Kotohira group, are what Asano Jūo calls "advanced players."

Now it seems that these so-called "advanced players" are no better than me.

But they are reincarnators who have unlocked more capabilities.

Fu Qinghai still doesn't know what the conditions are for unlocking these functions.

Fu Qinghai staggered toward the hatch. The analgesics built into the power armor were spreading throughout his body, making him feel a little better.

Alicia's judgment of the damage done to the Valyrian steel sword was incomplete.

In fact, this sword not only pierced the powered armor on Fu Qinghai's chest, but also pierced the black carapace under Fu Qinghai's skin and the closed bone plate on his chest.

The black carapace has no defensive function, but the bones of Astartes are not ordinary human calcium hydroxyphosphate bones. They are made of bone strengthening organs fused with metal and ceramic materials inside, and their hardness is far higher than that of mortal bones.

On the contrary, the ceramic armor on Fu Qinghai's chest had already been mostly lost in previous battles, and was already in danger.

Fu Qinghai wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and chin and walked out of the cabin.

The sword just now not only pierced a heart, but also cut open Fu Qinghai's third lung, causing blood mixed with air to continuously pour out of the trachea.

So Fu Qinghai's vomiting of blood was really vomiting blood, not acting.

Fu Qinghai slowly walked to the corridor near the porthole of the transport ship.

Through the porthole, I saw sporadic fighting still taking place outside.

A few teams of Ultramarines had just broken through here, and there were still some of the Word Bearers who had slipped through the net and were still resisting.

Until now, the battle is not over.

Fu Qinghai sighed.

Suddenly, he saw a new force joining the battlefield.

Three unique anti-gravity jet motorcycles flew from the distant sky.

The front end of the jet motorcycle is the iconic trapezoidal bow-like sharp collision angle, the bone-white power armor with red edges, and the wind-fluttering tassel on top of the helmet.

The White Scars Warriors are coming!

They also landed on the planet.

Although it feels a bit long overdue.

But Fu Qinghai was still very happy.

The overall situation has been decided and the situation is clear, but who knows what strange conspiracies and tricks the Word Bearers and the reincarnators of the Horus camp have up their sleeves.

Fu Qinghai endured the pain and walked quickly towards the hatch exit.

He no longer wants to tangle with the enemies here, he just wants to return to space orbit quickly and use saturation bombing to level this place.

Outside the Bloody Worm transport ship.

The jet motorcycle shuttled through complex caves and tunnels at extremely fast speeds, and the White Scar Warrior's skillful driving skills were fully demonstrated at this moment.

Three jet motorcycles flew past the heads of the Ultramarines.

One soldier focused on driving and shooting. The large-caliber bolt gun installed on the head of the jet motorcycle sprayed a series of mass bombs, suppressing the counterattack of the remaining Word Bearers.

The warrior riding on the back seat raised the power sword in his hand high.

The moment the jetbike and the loose formation of the Word Bearers passed each other.

"Qiang!"

A flash of white light flashed.

A big head wearing a helmet flew high into the sky with a large amount of blood.

Only a bare bloody neck was left, and the tall body carrying the bolt gun slowly fell down.

Fu Qinghai, who had just emerged from the hatch, witnessed this scene.

He seemed to see the shadow of ancient cavalry in the era of space war.

With the support of White Scar warriors, the remaining Word Bearers were quickly slaughtered.

Fu Qinghai waved wildly at the three jet motorcycles.

When White Scar's soldiers saw it, they turned around together, drew an arc in mid-air, and headed towards Fu Qinghai.

Three jet motorcycles were about to stop in front of Fu Qinghai. Before the motorcycles could stabilize, a tall soldier jumped out of the vehicle.

"Great, Qingshan, you are still alive!"

Fu Qinghai was opening his arms to give his colleagues a big hug, but his face darkened immediately when he heard this.

This sentence is somewhat familiar.

Why can't you come up with some good words from your mouth?

Fu Qinghai complained in his heart.

Talal took off his helmet and looked Fu Qinghai up and down carefully.

He said: "Your condition is very bad, Qingshan, what happened to you?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said, "I'll tell you in detail when I get back. By the way, who asked you to come down?"

Fu Qinghai remembered that Seth Vlahos initially declined Ogodei's inquiry about whether he wanted to cooperate in the operation.

"It's the Sossalan." Talal explained. "The Sossalan has been trying to get in touch with the surface after the transmission was interrupted. It has not received a reply for a while. Finally, Vlahos's attendant Initiate a call to us and ask us to come to the surface to provide support.”

Fu Qinghai nodded. Obviously, faced with the unexpected situation of losing contact with the ground troops, the Moon-class cruiser in space orbit did not sit still and wait for death.

We are also actively contacting the accompanying frigate Gladius for help.

Just came a little late.

"Qingshan!"

At this time, Fu Qinghai heard Gurt's shouting not far away.

Fu Qinghai turned around and saw that Vlahos in Gurt's arms had woken up. Astartes' self-healing ability had saved his life.

"Zizi... Qingshan, the communication with the Sossalan has just been restored. We will now take the commander to teleport back to the battleship. For the soldiers whose teleportation beacon has been damaged, the Sossalan will send storm birds to pick them up and return. ." Gurt's voice sounded in the communication channel.

"Received." Fu Qinghai replied.

Gurt's words reminded him of something.

The enemy's method of interfering with transmission!

They still don't know what method the Word Bearers used to prevent the various teams of Ultramarines from returning to the cruiser.

Fu Qinghai asked Talal his questions.

Talal said: "The essence of teleportation is also to use subspace to make short-distance jumps. Strictly speaking, teleportation is magic, but it is a magic used on a large scale by technical priests. As far as I know, many psykers and legions Think tanks can interfere with the transmission process."

"But this is indeed the first time I have seen such a large-scale interference transmission." After speaking, he added.

Fu Qinghai touched his chin and began to think deeply.

It may be an anti-magic device of ancient human technology or other alien technology, but as analyzed above, precious strategic equipment should not be carried only by three transport ships without battleship escort.

And such a large-scale psychic ability, according to the positive psychic level table divided by the Human Empire, is at least a gamma-level psychic unit.

If the enemy was a psyker of at least gamma level, then why didn't he just come out and fight the Ultramarines?

There are many possible explanations…

Psychic science? Exhausted of spiritual energy? Afraid of death?

And the most likely possibility is that... the other party is a reincarnator!

If it were a reincarnation, everything would be easily explained.

The Reincarnators have every possible weird and bizarre ability that cannot be measured by the traditional combat power system within Warhammer 40K.

The reincarnators have no loyalty to Horus and the Four Gods of Chaos. They just want to earn assimilation points.

It is understandable to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

Fu Qinghai looked deeply at the gray bulwarks of the Bloody Worm transport ship that were covered with blasphemous symbols.

Except for the black corrugated steel sword in his hand.

There are many secrets hidden in these three transport ships.

A suspected reincarnator who has never shown his face and can use the Forbidden Demon Realm.

Aliens appear out of nowhere.

Fu Qinghai firmly believed that there must be an alien nest hidden deep in the narrow and deep pipelines of the transport ship.

And that weird old woman who calls herself Prophet Agu...

But there was no chance. The commander of the Ultramarines was seriously injured, the personnel of each team were not fully organized, and Fu Qinghai himself was seriously injured and had not recovered.

The White Scars team that came to support was definitely not willing to cause trouble. Their first task was to escort Master Quinto to Mars.

Fu Qinghai had no chance to explore and search inside the transport ship.

Let all these secrets be drowned in the gunfire of the Moon-class cruiser.

Orbital bombardment would bury it all.

Fu Qinghai guessed that Vlahos thought so too.

Three Stormbird landing craft landed slowly under the cover of the remaining Ultramarines soldiers.

"Come on, Aoyama, the wounded of the Ultramarines are already on the Stormbird, and we're heading back to the Gladius on our own jetbike."

Fu Qinghai looked around and whispered: "Talal, I will go back to the Gladius with you. I need to go to Master Quinto for treatment."

Ogedei had warned that the existence of Master Quinto should not be revealed to anyone outside the Gladius.

After finishing speaking, Fu Qinghai pointed to the black coagulated blood scab on his breastplate and said:

"My heart is broken."

Talal frowned and looked serious. He knew that this was a serious injury.

He looked at the simple black cold weapon in Fu Qinghai's hand. It was neither a power weapon nor a chain saw weapon. Talal asked in a deep voice:

"Is it because of this sword?"

"That's right." Fu Qinghai nodded, "I finally have some decent collections in my arsenal."

After using the excuse of collecting the magic weapon as a collectible, Fu Qinghai said to Talal:

"I have other things that I haven't finished yet, please wait for me."

Talal nodded and watched Fu Qinghai walk behind the transport ship.

Fu Qinghai walked behind the engine nozzle and looked around.

A huge black carbonized sculpture still stands there.

That is the residue of the hell beast that was carbonized by the ultra-high-temperature plasma flow from the engine nozzle.

"I'm here."

A cold voice sounded.

Fu Qinghai looked up and saw a figure in bone-white armor sitting on the highest set of engine nozzles.

The howling banshee jumped up and landed lightly in front of Fu Qinghai.

The fiery red mane slowly fell behind the mask.

Fu Qinghai stared at the ferocious banshee mask, trying to see the expression and eyes of the owner behind it through the goggles.

Nothing was found.

Fu Qinghai coughed lightly and said in a low voice:

"We are going back to the battleship. The transport ship's engine has been destroyed by us and cannot fly out of the atmosphere. After that, we will conduct one or even several rounds of orbital bombing here until it is flattened."

"What are you going to do?"

The spirit girl nodded and said calmly:

"I understand, you don't have to worry about me, I have my own way."

Fu Qinghai nodded. He guessed that this Spirit Tribe woman might have some means of contacting other tribesmen and the Ark Fleet.

But this is not something that can be discussed or stated clearly based on the current relationship between the two people.

A human, an Eldar.

Despite going through life and death, trust was built on the battlefield.

They are just temporary comrades.

Seeing that the Elf girl had nothing else to say, Fu Qinghai nodded and turned around to walk to the other side of the transport ship.

"Wait a moment."

The Eldar girl's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Fu Qinghai turned around and looked at the tall figure in front of him.

This spirit girl who was decisive and decisive in battle was hesitating at the moment, her hands looking a bit like she didn't know how to place them. Sometimes they were in front of her, and sometimes she put them on her waist.

She murmured, and finally said:

"I don't know yet...what's your name?"

Fu Qinghai smiled and said:

"Qingshan, my name is Qingshan."

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