The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 364 352. Mauwell and Pereman

The museum in the eastern capital is not in the city center, but tens of kilometers away from your main city. Rather than being convenient for the public to visit, it is better to choose a quiet place to preserve history.

It takes dozens of minutes to get here by rail, and it is not a holiday, so there are very few people here. The six-story building is covered by lush trees, just like other buildings in their city, and traces of vegetation can be seen everywhere.

After leaving, Marcus looked at the environment here and felt something was wrong, because there were too many plants here, and even some plants could be seen growing around the sidewalk. If it was a terrain like Catachan, it would be understandable, because the trees there can eat people, but the vegetation here is harmless, why not trim it?

Marcus looked at some tree whiskers blocking her way and impatiently wanted to pull them off because they blocked her sight too much.

But when she pulled hard, she found that the tree whiskers seemed to be stuck by something. Fred, who was communicating with Erda in front, glanced at it and said in panic

"Don't pull it! Just push it away!"

Just when Marcus reacted, the tree beard suddenly moved upwards by itself. Marcus was surprised to find that the "big tree" next to him actually stood up slowly by itself. Two eyes emitting faint green light emerged from the huge branches on the top of the tree. It was not a tree at all, but a "tree man" with a trunk like a human.

The place where Marcus pulled just now was the beard of the tree man. The huge tree man stood, and the dry and thin bark could barely recognize his facial features. Now he looked at the little people under his feet with an angry face, wiped his face with his left hand and roared angrily.

After listening to the angry roars from several people, Fred hurried up and said some incomprehensible language. After a long time, the old tree man calmed down and left with a low curse.

Behind him, more tree people about five or six meters tall stood up. Some of them looked to other places. Others continued to sit down and reconnected their roots.

"What is this...?"

Looking at the tree people slowly leaving in front of him, Marcus asked in surprise. The young man next to him showed a patient expression after hearing it and explained

"They are the Mauwell people, a lonely and calm plant race. Wherever they take root, there are forests everywhere."

"Are they a space civilization?"

"Yes, they are a race that joined thousands of years ago, and their civilization has just colonized their own satellite."

"Thousands of years ago?"

After hearing the other party's words, Erda's face was even more surprised, and then she asked another question

"How many races do you have now?"

"Four races, it is very likely that there will be only these four for a long time."

"Why?"

"Because there are only four races we have encountered so far, and according to some of my Some of our races come from other places in the galaxy, and we also roughly know other places in the galaxy..."

"How much do you know about us?"

"Not much, but we know you are friendly, so we welcome you instead of using artillery to confront you."

"Why do you know we are friendly?"

When their conversation reached this point, they had already entered the museum, and one of them took over the other's words

"Because the guilty told them all."

Elda looked up and was surprised to find an Eldar standing in front of him, but a closer look would reveal that this Eldar was too tall and very burly. As if seeing the other party's doubts, the Eldar said himself

"We are Peremen, you can also call us half-elves."

"Peremen? !"

After hearing it from behind, Marcus exclaimed with Elda first. The predecessor of the Peremen was the residents of the Ada's Craft World, Makulda. This Ada world was not able to escape the aftermath of the Eye of Terror after the terrible Great Fall. A large number of residents lost too many souls in the bondage with the warp. If there is no solution, they will definitely face the risk of death and a tragic fate.

So they thought of a way at that time to use the human body to carry the power of the Eldar to create a new body. However, the human body cannot bear the powerful psychic power of Ada, so it ended in failure.

Of course, the Ark Eldar will not give up so easily. With the help of a group of clowns, the residents of the Ark did a very bold thing: using the genes of the Astartes to create new hybrids (fortunately, it was not a big deal to throw a few hundred cans in the Great Expedition. After 31k, you will see if the expeditionary force will come to you).

And these people finally successfully created the Peremen, and the half-elves were born. Compared with ordinary Eldar, the Peremen are more enthusiastic, more caring about the feelings of others, and more flexible. They possess the strength of the Astartes as well as the elegance and agility of the Eldar, perfectly combining the best of the Astartes and the Eldar.

The residents of the Ark World were saved, but the Peremen were not recognized by the Eldar society, because in the eyes of Ada, they were disgusting, because the Peremen could reproduce with "apes", in a sense, tainted the sacred blood of Ada.

(In fact, I personally think Ada is also OK, although GW later said that humans have double helix DNA and Eldar have triple helix DNA, but in the game book there are Inquisitor agents, whose fathers are human and mothers are Eldar, and it has not been deleted until now, so I feel that GW is making trouble)

In the eyes of the Empire, although some radical Inquisitors believe that these creatures with human blood can barely be counted as sub-humans, conservatives and most people with relatively normal brains directly require all Inquisitors to kill Peremen if they meet them after careful observation. Not to mention the Astartes, the DNA used on those guys uses them, which is an insult to the honor of the Astartes.

Therefore, such a race will go extinct almost soon after being created, or it can't be considered extinction, but their living space has been terribly squeezed, so it is very difficult to find a living Pereman in the galaxy.

Erda looked at the Pereman in front of him. The appearance of the Pereman may be more in line with the traditional impression of dark elves in human beings. Their skin is generally wheat-colored, with black hair and eyes, very similar to Egyptians. But they are very handsome, and their pointed ears also represent that they have the blood of the Eldar. (I deeply doubt whether they were created using the genes of the Thousand Sons).

The Pereman lowered his head slightly and said respectfully

"Express the highest respect to you, the messenger of the elder."

"May his supreme mercy forgive your past, my respected friend."

After the two sides exchanged greetings, the Pereman, who was the curator, led them to start the tour.

I have something to do in the evening, so I will post it in advance now, and I hope everyone will forgive me.