Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"When you choose to serve the great Lord of the Stars and fight for humanity, your tattered equipment will be upgraded. It can even make you stronger, like me."

When they heard that they could get equipment upgrades by choosing to serve the great Lord of the Stars, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes and their gazes focused on Motuo.

I saw him calmly stretch out his right hand and then slowly clench it into a fist.

With this movement, the surrounding air seemed to be under tremendous pressure and began to emit dull sounds, as if a trapped giant beast was struggling and roaring.

"Wow!"

"What a terrifying power."

"Is this the terrifying power that Captain Medog possesses?"

The Space Marines behind Azriel looked at Medog's outstretched arm with disbelief and exclaimed in amazement on the communication channel.

Everyone was immediately shocked by Motuo's terror. Those who had some ulterior motives just now, after seeing the terrifying strength displayed by Motuo, could not help but hide their inner thoughts, for fear of being discovered by Motuo.

"Broken equipment? Become stronger?"

Although Azriel was also shocked by the strength displayed by Motuo, he was even more confused about what Motuo said.

Azriel looked at Medog with a puzzled expression. He subconsciously lowered his head and examined the Indomitable Terminator power armor he was wearing.

This set of power armor has been with him through countless battles, although because of the battle just now, it now looks a bit worn and messy.

However, the Indomitable Terminator Power Armor is also the excellent power armor that more than 90% of the Space Marine Chapter Commanders in the Empire dream of.

If Azrael had not chosen to be loyal to the High Lords of Terra, he would not have been able to obtain such precious power armor.

Azrael raised his head again, his gaze fixed on Medog's gleaming golden power armor. Compared to his own, the difference was worlds apart.

With strong curiosity, Azrael once again carefully examined the power armor on Medog. After careful observation, he was surprised to find that the power armor Medog was wearing was made of extremely precious adamantium!

This material is not only extremely hard but also extremely heavy. It is basically used by the Empire as the keel of warships, as well as the skeleton of knight mecha and Titan mecha.

No one expected that the power armor worn by Motuo was actually made of refined gold. Moreover, seeing how freely Motuo moved after wearing the refined gold power armor, one can roughly judge the terrifying combat power that Motuo possessed.

Looking at the guards behind Motuo, nearly half of them were also wearing power armor made of refined gold, and each of them was equipped with a sharp power sword at his waist.

Such a luxurious array of equipment was truly astonishing. Even in the Minotaurs, who served the High Lords wholeheartedly, only a company of elite veterans could be allocated some power swords, and generally no more than thirty people could possess a power sword.

It was only then that Azrael finally realized that what Medog had said was true. Compared to the equipment of these people, what he and his battle brothers had on them was indeed just a pile of junk.

Thinking of this, Azrael couldn't help but feel a desire for greater power. If he could wear such fine equipment, perhaps he could achieve more victories in future battles and better serve the Lord of the Stars.

Medog squinted his eyes and looked at all the Astartes Space Marines. After being shocked by the strength he displayed, he lowered his head to look at Azrael and the Space Marines who were still kneeling on one knee:

"Rise up! Under the command of the great Lord of the Stars, there is no need to kneel down and worship anyone."

Although Motuo's words were plain, they contained a strong pressure, which made Azriel and his group stand up involuntarily, not daring to disobey Motuo's orders.

Medog pulled out a power sword from the waist of a Star Space Marine behind him and handed it to Azriel.

Although Azriel didn't understand the meaning of Motuo's actions, he still respectfully took the power sword handed to him by Motuo with both hands.

After Azrael took the power sword, Medog continued to speak:

"Under the Star Lord, every warrior can obtain a power weapon. Of course, if you feel that one power weapon is not enough, you can also equip a few more power weapons."

Medog pulled out a dagger from his waist and waved it in front of Azriel: "Like me."

"Buzz" Motuo pressed lightly on the handle of the dagger, and a blue decomposition point lit up on the blade of the dagger:

"The power weapons that you consider invaluable are now available to the great Star Lord as many as he desires."

"You even use daggers as power weapons." Azriel's eyes widened, looking at the dagger in Motuo's hand in surprise.

"Here's a gift for you." Motuo looked at the very surprised Azriel, turned off the decomposition force field on the dagger, and threw the dagger directly at Azriel.

Azrael looked at the dagger thrown at him, and frantically used the dagger thrown by Medog, holding the dagger in his left hand and the power sword in his right hand:

“Is this what it feels like to be rich?”

Azrael couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the power weapons in his hands, wondering what a hard life he had lived in the past.

Faced with the generous Medog, Azriel could only ask him to give him more alms and not to pity a country bumpkin like him.

Not only was Azrael extremely shocked when he saw the power weapon in his hand, even the Astartes following behind Azrael were looking at the power weapons in Azrael's hands with envy.

Astartes are generally equipped with chainswords. It’s not that Astartes like chainswords, but they can’t get better equipment and can only use chainswords.

If a chainsword and a power sword are placed in front of everyone and asked to choose, basically no one will choose the chainsword, and everyone will choose the power sword.

"Not only that." Motuo continued to speak calmly.

Motuo removed the magazine of the Ripper rifle in his hand and pushed the bullets out one by one.

Azriel became even more confused as he watched Medog's actions. Even if he wanted to show off in front of a country bumpkin like him, shouldn't he have brought out more sophisticated weapons and equipment?

Unloading the bullets from the magazine? Although I already know the terrifying power of this firearm, there is nothing to brag about!

"Ding Ding Ding"

One after another, thick bullets fell from the magazine and hit the deck with a crisp sound of fine iron hitting each other. Gradually, Azriel realized that something was wrong.