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Chapter 157 The Angry Weeper

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Tahir, who had regained consciousness, quickly jumped up and took a defensive stance towards the judge who was speaking in front of him.

However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, Tahir discovered something was wrong, because his perspective was obviously much higher than before, and the judge standing in front of him was like a dwarf!
This is very wrong, although the Space Marine's body shape has reached a height of more than two meters due to the influence of bone strengthening transformation.

But although this height is high for ordinary people in the empire, it is not extremely outrageous.

Normally, most citizens of the empire could reach his shoulders or chest. Although there was a certain gap, it was not outrageously large.

However, the judge before him...

Tahir judged that he should be about 1.8 meters tall, but when he was standing upright, he was obviously only below his chest!

This is so wrong! Unless I'm standing on a high platform, there's no way there's such a significant height difference between me and the other person!
However, Tahir was very sure that he was not wearing power armor and was on the same level as the other party, so there could not be such a huge height difference!
Moreover, Tahir clearly remembered that he had been seriously injured before he lost consciousness. Not only was his chest and abdomen pierced, but his right arm was also completely lost.

But now, all his limbs are intact!

(O'Neal is 2.16 meters tall. The picture basically shows the height comparison between Astartes and ordinary people. There is a difference, but it is not exaggerated)

(Comparison between the world's tallest man at 2.74 meters and O'Neal. Add one foot to the ruler next to it to get the height of Primaris Astartes)

"I am Chen Xi, the Lord Inquisitor of the Anti-Foreign Order. My throne agent discovered you and your companions, and we saved you." While Chen Xi was speaking, he also gestured for him to look around.

Around them were several huge beds, on which lay other weepers.

"We found eight people in total. One of them was so badly injured that we had to bury him in the Dreadnought Sarcophagus. The seven of you could still be saved, so we treated you." Chen Xi explained, then added, "However, because your limbs were severely mutilated, we had to use some special techniques during the treatment process. This may have brought some changes to you, such as..."

"My height?" Tahir seemed to understand what was going on.

"Yes, you should be ten feet tall now, much taller than your original body. At the same time, your physical strength and recovery ability have been greatly enhanced. You can easily crush your previous bones compared to before." Chen Xi was not joking. The completed Primaris Astartes could indeed easily crush the wrist or bones of the old Space Marine.

Tahir wasn't thrilled or excited. Instead, he was quite wary, even showing a hint of anger. "This is blasphemy! Even if you're an Inquisitor, you can't transform an Astartes!
This is blasphemy and betrayal against the God-Emperor! You are committing heresy! You are violating the Codex Astartes!"

"With all due respect, Lord Guilliman didn't seem to have stated that Astartes couldn't be modified when he wrote the Codex." Chen Xi didn't mind the Weeper's attitude. Instead, he continued to explain in a friendly manner, "Also, the technology I'm using isn't heretical. Quite the contrary, it was developed ten thousand years ago by a Mechanical Magus on Mars, commissioned by Lord Guilliman himself."

Chen Xi's explanation did not make Tahir let down his guard, and while the two of them were talking, the other Astartes also woke up one after another.

"Tahir, are you okay? We survived? Where is this? He is..." When a weeper who woke up looked at Tahir, there was still a smile on his face, but after seeing Chen Xi who was confronting him, he immediately became alert: "A judge? What's going on?" The other weepers also gathered around Tahir at this time. Although they did not agree with the conflict with an judge, at this time all they could do was to support their brother as much as possible, and at the same time they could try to stop him before he made any impulsive actions.

After all, no matter what, the Weepers are a chapter that is still in the process of atonement. If they do something to an Inquisitor again, then this chapter can really be expelled.

"He performed biochemical modifications on us, which is a blasphemy against the Codex Astartes." Tahir quickly explained the whole story to the other battle-brothers and why he should be wary of the Inquisitor.

The others immediately looked at Chen Xi with hostility. Obviously, transforming an Astartes was a very taboo act in the empire.

If discovered by the Astartes Chapter, there would usually be no good outcome.

Even for Inquisitors, this chapter will argue with reason and even resort to force to resolve matters that are obviously taboo.

For example, directly making a judge who crosses the line disappear physically.

But Chen Xi was obviously not worried that these seven freshly-baked Primaris could do something to him. After all, there was no think tank among them, and facing a psychic of a high level, seven Astartes without even weapons and equipment would not be enough even for the Primaris.

Chen Xi just snapped his fingers, and the psychic spell bound the seven cans.

"A Psychic?!" One of the wailers obviously saw that Chen Xi was using psychic power, and immediately wanted to use brute force to break free from the restraints.

He had done this once before, using his will and brute force to withstand the power released by a newly awakened psychic and rush to kill him.

He was now planning to replicate what he had done before. Even without a weapon, it would be easy for him to break a mortal's neck with the power of an Astartes.

But his struggle was doomed to be in vain.

"It seems you won't listen to my explanation anytime soon, so I'll have to let someone else explain it to you." Chen Xi felt somewhat helpless. He wasn't the kind of eloquent speaker whose every word could be likened to a splashed-ink landscape painting, and he didn't have the power to persuade others with words, so he could only call for help: "Lord Mephisto, it seems you still need to talk to them."

Following Chen Xi's call, Mephisto, who had been waiting for a long time, walked in from outside. Looking at the seven three-meter-tall strong men in front of him, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

"Brothers of the Weepers, please calm your anger for now. Some things are not what you think." Mephisto took the initiative to release the psychic power that Chen Xi used to imprison the seven Weepers, and then used his own power to calm their emotions.

(End of this chapter)