After nearly a week of waiting, this cruel and unusual trial of Leman Russ has finally come to an end.

Of the 1,246 candidates, they finally withstood the erosion of their bloodline with their own tenacity and transformed into a half-dragon jackal warrior who returned to the Wolf Fang Fortress safely. There were only 84 candidates, almost one in a million.

The vast majority of those who fail to be promoted will be taken back to the Demon Research Institute Affiliated Hospital in Maradomini, the seventh level of hell, in the blizzard-filled wasteland by the selectors who have been secretly following them for a long time. However, this also means that

With this, they have forever missed the legendary opportunity of being 'immortal' and side by side with the 'Lord'

Under the watchful eye of the more than 100,000 Kanian warriors from Wolfsburg, Levi, the Grand Duke of Avernus, personally presided over the Ultramarine Promotion Ceremony.

clang!

Levi took a chain sword with a cold-edged edge from Hotz's hand, and tapped the tip of the sword on Fenris' right shoulder to show recognition of his identity, and then used this sword that could tear through solid ice and

The chain sword, which tears human flesh as easily as rags, was handed into the hands of the eager hybrid Titan. At the same time, the other eighty-three wolf riders also brought a heavy metal box and placed it on each initiate.

In front of him, he slapped a chainsword heavily into the hands of these underachievers with both hands.

"From now on, you are warriors of Zeelandia."

"I will be watching you!"

Levi looked around at the soldiers who were holding back their excitement.

"For His Majesty Tiberius! I will fight until death!"

A group of new warriors also raised their roaring chain swords in response as hot as lava.

Hotz held Fenris's wrist and guided the young child to insert the chain sword into the hole of the metal box like a key.

Click, the next moment, there was a heavy rumbling sound of machine rotation inside this mechanical-like box. It opened to both sides, revealing a composite interface platform system that looked like black armor inside. And around it,

Then there is a piece of armor that looks like a work of art.

It is the third-generation extreme power armor that Zeelandia's First Demonic Research Institute has spent more than half a century developing, combined with some Netherese technologies.

Compared with the previous almost pure metal material, it uses Fregesos green iron ore produced in the fourth hell, and combines enamel materials and ceramic materials to fuse it into the almost strongest material in hell. Its inner

The system can not only enhance the wearer's strength, enabling it to crush a demon's skull with one punch, but also allows the wearer to wear it due to the naturally high magic resistance of the Fregesos iron mine and the addition of some solidifying protective magic.

Its ultramarines rush straight into the sorcerous storms that the demonic legions cast upon the battlefield, jump across cracks in the ground, endure the weight of the deep sea, and even fight in the cold void.

Not only that, this set of equipment that has become the legend of Baator Hell is also equipped with two battle axes enchanted with force field magic, which can cut demons much larger than themselves in half with one sweep, and a similarly iterated one.

After several bursts of bursting crossbows, they were able to deal devastating blows like a violent storm to the place without heavy fire support when encountering insurmountable defenses.

"Recruits, stand up." Hotz ordered.

"I obey your orders!"

As a group of newly promoted extreme warriors stepped onto the complex composite interface platform, the silver steel boots clicked together like hunting clips, and then the 'intelligent' mechanical platform began to extend several mechanical arms.

Attach and unload this set of power armor piece by piece on these humanoid weapons that are also like iron embryos.

In just a moment, a silver wolf company that looked like an iron can appeared in front of Levi and a group of envious and jealous Cania trial warriors.

On the side, the leader of the Sixth Chapter, Hotz, took a deep look at the child in front of him and said in a somewhat convoluted Titan language:

"You need to remember that a day of laxity will lead to a lifetime of heresy!"

Fenris responded with a wolf howl excitedly:

"For Leman Russ and All-Father! Ouch!!!"

"For His Majesty Tiberius!" The other new silver wolves roared again.

"Ouch!!!"

For a time, the entire sky above the Wolf Fang Fortress was reverberating with this substantial roaring sound wave, so much so that large-scale avalanches occurred in the nearby mountains.

"They are all a bunch of idiots who forget about everything after being given some benefits."

Bestna, who was on the top of Langya Glacier, looked at the scene in front of her with a somewhat sour tone.

For a giant like her who is almost as big as a Titan, wearing armor is an extremely luxurious thing, and it is also unrealistic.

Because as the volume increases, the weight of the armor will also increase exponentially.

And if these problems are solved through enchantment, it will probably be an astronomical figure that even a large city-state cannot afford.

As a frost giant, she has never doubted her offensive threat to the enemy, but defense has always been her shortcoming. In addition, her large size also greatly reduces her dodge space.

If it hadn't been for this reason, she felt that she could have chopped off a few more heads of the hundred-armed giant before dying in battle.

At this time, the frost giant suddenly saw in shock that Li Wei was hooking his claws at her.

She instinctively wanted to embarrass the other party, but when she thought of what the other party had said before, she couldn't help but feel a little curious, so she jumped straight down from the Langya Glacier, landed in front of Li Wei with a bang, and slowly stood up straight.

Holding his arms and holding his head high, he asked unceremoniously:

"Why are you looking for me?" She was still unhappy with the other person's attempt to be her grandfather.

Levi grinned, as if nothing had happened before, and forcibly stopped his gaze from sinking into the valley-like ravine, and took out a silver metal box that was several times larger:

"Here, this is the gift Sylvie asked me to bring you. What are you waiting for? Just open it."

The terrifying and earth-shaking sound of the frost giant landing immediately attracted the attention of other warriors.

Bestana opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say any words of rejection, so she pretended to be nonchalant and placed her big hand on the metal box. She was just about to ask how to open it, when she saw the metal box moving towards it on its own.

The two sides stretched out, and a giant armor with its entire body closed as if kneeling on one knee appeared in front of her.

In an instant, those new ultramarines who were still showing off their armor to their colleagues suddenly felt that their brand-new wolf armor no longer smelled so good.

At this time, I heard Levi's voice:

"This is my design, and it was also cast by your mother Sylvie in the smelter in her hometown.

"So, it's called the Heart of Morning.

"This is also what Sylvie expects from you."

'Heart of the Morning?'

Naturally, Bestana has heard stories about it. Legend has it that it was originally the name of a certain angel of order, and even its songs are spread in the North:

I would like to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my hands and turn into wings to protect you

At this moment, Miss Frost Giant gently stroked the sharp lines of the armor, feeling the cold touch on it, inhaled her reddish nose, closed her eyes and hugged the gift given to her by her mother.

It was as if her mother also opened her arms and hugged her, murmuring:

"Thanks

"Thank you Tiberius."

"Thank you, mother," Bestana added in her heart.

"Oh yeah."

And this scene full of temptation undoubtedly made Li Wei and all the Kanian warriors look straight at him.

It felt like a group of blue star gentlemen attending a car show who suddenly saw a car model with a proud body stretched out in front of a top concept sports car.

Miss Frost Giant's intuition was so keen that she suddenly opened her sharp eyes and met the silver dragon's sunken gaze that was somewhat unbearable.

"What? Do you want to have a fight?"

But this time, not only did she not show any anger, but she raised the corners of her mouth, raised her chin slightly, looked at the big man in front of her provocatively, and said with her lips.

Just like a monster hunter who just got the magic weapon and his self-confidence suddenly exploded.

"No, no, no."

Silver Dragon Levi immediately looked away with a guilty conscience.

What a joke

This thing is made by dismantling part of the alloy deck of the original battleship.

He didn't want to experience the feeling of being ridden on the face by a ship girl.

The sixth level of Baator Hell, Maradomini, the City of Grand Peri, and the Affiliated Research Institute of the First Academy of Magic.

As a bell rang, Carol, who had been working in front of the test bench all day, looked at a set of test data that had finally made progress in front of the light and shadow screen, and habitually touched his increasingly taller penis.

Hairline, then he saved a copy of it, and at the same time copied a copy and sent it to his department head through Mengwang's mailbox - Fisher, who is also the deputy director of the affiliated research institute of the First Academy of Magic, then got up and left.

The man at the workstation stretched out greatly, and all the bones in his body made a crackling sound.

However, at this time, there were only a few people who had made staged progress and left their workstations like him. Most of his colleagues were still immersed in their work. When they saw him getting up, they raised their heads in envy and nodded with a smile, and then continued.

Keep your head down and work.

Carol has long been used to such scenes.

Although the institute's stated policy is an eight-hour work day, everyone knows how important the work at hand is:

They not only shoulder the inheritance of Zeelandia's civilization and technology, but also shoulder the huge logistical preparations for the hell-level mission of the Abyss Expedition.

Over the years, the most common sentence Carol has heard privately is:

They didn't want to experience the despair of Zelandia being destroyed in front of them again, but they were unable to do anything about it.

It is precisely because of this unforgettable collective memory that drives this group of respectable demon researchers to work day and night in such an unknown underground research institute to explore the unknown and study the front line of new technologies.
To be continued...