Dedicated Loyal Skulls to the Marvel Universe

"Yes, Mr. Steve, I think these are all small things. If some guys are afraid of death, that would be weird."

Another skull smacked its mouth and said that although a few teeth were missing, it did not affect his speech.

"Ah this."

Steve grinned, feeling helpless about the faith and sacrifice of these Astartes.

"Hey, hey, Matthew, Raul."

"Here, here is your heir's head."

Steve called Matthew and Raul over, and then handed their heirs to them.

"You bastard, you really don't live up to your expectations."

"Look at yourself. You only have one head left now. How can you be loyal to the emperor in the future?"

Looking at the two people cursing and leaving, Steve smiled.

He did, saving the lives of these lads.

It’s just that some great guys’ bodies are gone and only their heads are left.

But it doesn't matter, it's good to be alive, isn't it?

Fortunately, they are undead. If they were humans, these guys would not survive at all.

"How do you feel?"

A beautiful red stone appeared directly in front of Steve's eyes with a beautiful red stone in Richard's hand.

"My emperor!"

"My emperor!"

The surrounding Astartes warriors knelt down and bowed respectfully to Richard.

Steve took off the helmet on his head and held it in his arms and said:

"They are all very reliable people."

Steve looked at the Astartes warriors kneeling around him and said with some jealousy: "You are such an enviable guy."

"Hahahahahaha, I always do."

Richard touched his chin and put down his hand with some regret. He had always wanted to grow a beard so that he could look more majestic.

"Let's go, let's stay alone."

Richard waved his hand and disappeared again.

At this stage, the circle teleportation technique has been integrated into one's soul. It doesn't matter whether or not to draw circles. Usually, drawing circles is just to show off.

In addition to Matthew, Evil Jay, Raul, and Randy, other soul entities are now surrounding Clayton, seeming to be denouncing something.

"You are so dishonest, Clayton."

Phillip rubbed the power claw with both hands, seeming to be thinking about how to give Clayton a slap on the face.

"Don't count on me if you have problems with your power armor in the future."

Val said angrily that he also wanted to be the first to become a golden skeleton.

"I really want my baby to kick you hard."

Nikola gently stroked the undead war horse under his crotch.

"I really want to take off your armor."

Chuck said, playing with the wrench in his hand.

"It really looks honest but is not honest at all."

Vincent crossed his arms and snorted coldly.

"What are you talking about? Let me listen too."

Richard's voice suddenly broke in, and he was also in a hurry. He saw the movement here and wanted to take a look.

"Meet my emperor."

Seeing Richard, everyone knelt down in a panic.

"Okay, okay, you don't need to pay attention to these. By the way, you have contributed a lot to this battle. It just so happens that there are more bronze skeleton warriors in the Kingdom of God. You can go together and watch and recruit some good seedlings."

Richard happily said that after defeating Yan Po, Richard directly extracted the divine power from Yan Po God and instilled it into the world of the Kingdom of God. In addition to continuing to restore the world's level, Richard specifically made the world conscious It gave birth to a group of bronze skeletons.

If evened out, each Astartes legion could expand to 1000 people.

This number can only be said to be a battle group, and it is still early to become a legion.

No matter what, it must have a scale of tens of thousands of people.

"Thank you so much for your grace!"

Everyone was overjoyed and shouted to Richard.

"Hahahaha, okay, Clayton."

"My emperor."

Clayton took a step forward and said, "What is my emperor's order?"

"You performed very well today, very well. You are the first to be promoted to the Golden Skeleton level."

Richard appreciated: "So, this time, you can give priority to recruits."

"Yes! Thank you so much for your grace!"

Clayton stood up straight and said at the top of his lungs: "Clayton will definitely live up to your high expectations and will definitely remove all obstacles that hinder the empire's progress!"

Although he felt the murderous eyes behind him, Clayton remained unmoved. He wanted to firmly express his belief to Richard.

"Very good! Very spirited!"

Richard floated up and patted Clayton's five-meter-high shoulder and said, "Do a good job. The empire will face more and more wars in the future. You are the future of the empire and the face of me, Richard."

"Yes! We will definitely not embarrass our emperor!!!!"

"For the great empire!"

Richard pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it high at the sky.

"For the great empire, for the holy emperor, for the lord of billions of undead!!!"

Seeing the light radiating from Richard's body, all the undead warriors knelt down on one knee and roared out their oaths at the top of their lungs.

"It's terrible."

Luodan and his group gathered together again, looking at Richard supported by the undead, and once again deepened their awe and reverence for Richard in their hearts.

"For the great empire, for the holy emperor, for the lord of billions of undead!"

In the trench on one side, a fanatical voice sounded. When I walked in, I saw a skeleton wearing a golden robe standing there.

"Ah, this is another famous scene, I need to write it down quickly."

Marcel stuck his head out from the trench on one side and looked at Richard, who was shining brightly. The admiration in his heart was beyond words.

But he knew that now was not the time to stare at Richard, so he quickly took out a drawing board and drew the scene in front of him.

When Marcel finished painting, he put away the drawing board. At this time, he saw a skeleton warrior doing something sneakily.

When he leaned over to take a look, he found that this guy was worshiping Richard's portrait with three lit wooden sticks.

Okay, that's totally unspeakable loyalty.

Marcel's blank eyes widened.

At this moment, Marcel suddenly thought of how to poach people from the Christo Legion.

"Hey."

Marcel reached out and patted the skeleton warrior on the shoulder and said, "You understand very well."

"You are…………?"

The skeleton warrior raised his head and looked at Marcel in confusion, as if he didn't understand what Marcel was looking for.

"I, I am the newly appointed pope by my emperor, and my emperor asked me to form a church."

"Really?"

The soul fire in the skeleton warrior's eyes kept jumping, and he asked expectantly: "Can I participate?"

"Of course." Marcel nodded and said, "I see that you are very talented in this area. I think the Skitarii can be left to you in the future."

"Really?"

"It's necessary, I think you can definitely do it." Marcel said deceptively: "Actually, I came here because of my emperor's guidance."

"Wow! My emperor's guidance!"

The skeleton warrior immediately became enthusiastic and shouted: "Just wait, I will win over my brothers now to protect our emperor's faith!"

"That's right, hurry up! The safety of my emperor's faith is left to you!"