Chapter 598 Because I'm Batman
In the hive city of Holy Terra, there has been a legend that every night, a messenger of justice named Batman will appear. When you feel guilty and meet Batman, you'd better pray that you have a bottle of ice-cold Nuka-Cola in your hand.

As the place with the highest human population density, Terra Hive, with its scale of occupying half of the continent, has become the industry benchmark for the entire Empire. It is not only a gathering place, but also a proof of the fantasy of Imperial materials science, and an important proof of the Imperial Fists' crazy diss of the Iron Warriors.

Whenever Lemon Can and Little Bee meet, they always argue about who is the greatest architect of the empire, and the argument gradually evolves into a fist-to-flesh brawl.

During this ten thousand years, the Iron Warriors built a fortress defense line along the Great Rift that spanned half the galaxy. They were so cruel that even in the warp one could see the phantom of steel stained with countless souls.

But even though they had built such a great wonder, every time there was a quarrel, the Iron Warriors were always outnumbered by the Imperial Fists. The reason was that the Imperial Fists built the entire Solar Segmental Defense Line and undertook all construction work on the human home planet, including the Terra Palace.

但此时此刻，多恩真想把当初建设巢都的那个混蛋薅过来，给他坤坤上装个痛苦手套，再狠狠揍他两拳。

Why the hell had the hive become so bloated?
Looking at the architectural drawings that his son had just opened for him, Dorn could still smell the fragrance of the ink on them. But this thing was now useless. If he really wanted to search according to the drawings, he might as well find a place to sleep.

Dorn didn't say anything, and the other Imperial Fists didn't dare to speak either. They just stood there stupidly, attracting a crowd of hive residents who watched, thinking they were doing some kind of performance art.

The Emperor's Angels of Death are rare elsewhere, but there are a lot of them on Holy Terra. The residents of Terra are no longer surprised by them. One enthusiastic noble girl, after finding out that the leader was actually the Primarch, stepped forward and asked if she needed help.
"Your Highness, may I ask why you are here? Our Hills family has some connections in the nest city. If you..."

"Quiet!"

The noble girl didn't dare to speak, but she didn't want to give up the opportunity to get close to the original body, so she could only find an empty seat and stand there, acting as a background board for the crowd to point fingers at.

But our great Rogal Dorn was not as calm as he appeared. Instead, he took out a metal glove covered with complex coils and put it directly on his hand.

"Magic Pain Gloves, tell me what to do next? Magic Pain Gloves, I need your help."

Along with a tingling pain all over the body, the metal device that Dorn called the Magic Pain Gloves generated several blue electric lights, giving Dorn a strange feeling of pain.

After a brief thought, it was unknown what Dorn had realized from this, and he ordered the bewildered noble lady next to him:
"Take us to Hogmenethil."

Colleen Hills was startled by the suddenness and paused for a moment, saying, "Your Highness, what are you talking about?" "Shouldn't Your Highness Hogg do evil things in Alicia? Yesterday, I saw him promoting his own bathing package on Kara's website, saying that after the bath, you can enjoy the supreme service of circumcision, and you can get one for free if you circumcise one, and the second one is half price."

Perhaps to prove that what she said was true, Colleen took out a terminal and replayed yesterday's live advertisement, then handed it to the Space Marine next to her for confirmation.

Others were not sure, but Dorn could tell at a glance that this man was not Hogg. Although his hair was dyed white, his body shape and demeanor were exactly that of Old Eight. As for the one who appeared later and said that the second hair was half price, it was his younger brother Corax.

While cancelling the bathing package ordered by the silly boy, Dorn said that these were all fake and online frauds should not be trusted. Since you have money but nowhere to spend it, you might as well buy some construction funds from the Imperial Fists. But when buying, you must look for the legion mark and don't buy from those black-hearted Iron Warriors, as they love to engage in shady dealings.

Wait, Iron Warriors? Yeah!

Thinking of this, Dorn suddenly had an idea and asked a different question:

"Then do you know where Batman is? Or where is the idiot who calls himself Curze?"

"Hush! Your Highness, please keep your voice down. You don't care, but we are afraid. If the Midnight Haunter knows that I am talking about him, our family will be finished. Everyone in the entire hive knows that the Midnight Haunter is the most cunning one."

Seeing that the noblewoman named Colleen had started to chatter again, Dorn held her head and lifted her up, staring into her eyes and said:

"Quiet, I'll ask you again, do you know his whereabouts? Don't tell me any midnight stories, I just want this person."

Being lifted up by a four-meter-tall giant must not feel very pleasant. Colleen nodded quickly to show that she knew it, but because her head was grabbed, she could only swing her body back and forth like a dead fish.

"lead the way!"

"As ordered!"

Opportunities and crises coexist. After hearing these two words, Colleen knew that this was a sure thing. No matter how she looked at it, she was helping the Primarch. Telling others about it would definitely improve her status in the family. She might even become a trading family under the Legion and have a separate family tree for herself. With this beautiful fantasy, Colleen called her servants to lead the way, and led this group of Space Marines who looked difficult to deal with to the lower hive.

Maybe it was because she was a bit stupid, or maybe it was because Dorn looked like a good person, but it was very likely because Colleen was a devout believer in the Black Light. In any case, when passing through the freight elevator, she started chattering non-stop.

When he was born, he was nearly killed by the Black Watch short positions that fell from the sky. Later, when he grew up, he worshipped His Majesty Mara and started selling glassware that was said to have flowed out of the palace, which caused his father to be on the verge of bankruptcy. In the end, he almost starved to death and was given relief food by the Black Light Sect.

After talking about the first 20 years of her life, Colleen began to talk about how she became a devout Black Light believer after eating relief food, and her luck changed from then on.

Although his parents passed away, his small branch family successfully established itself in Holy Terra, a place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, by acting as a dealer of figures for Blackwatch.

"And on my 30th birthday, I actually met you, Your Highness. This must be the blessing of the Lord of Black Light. Of course, the great Emperor of God has also made an important contribution. I still admire His Majesty Mara very much. Do you want to buy another batch of glass bottles? That dog-headed man ornament is simply amazing."

"Don't! Don't!"

He held the mouth of this mortal girl. Although Dorn thought her words were a bit annoying, it was not a crime punishable by death! Dorn knew what his mother was capable of. You were lucky not to be killed by Fang. You were so stupid that you still wanted to sell those glasses.

After rubbing the head of this mortal who looked like a child to him, Dorne, who was very frugal with words, still gave an admonition:

"Is it possible that the dogman who sold you the glass ornament didn't lie to you, and that it really could have come from the palace? And since you picked it up at such a low price, didn't you notice anything wrong?"

"What? What's wrong with that? Although my father choked to death on jelly, he was still holding...wait, Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Dorn didn't say anything, but just nodded. The reason was self-evident. Colleen, who seemed to have understood the truth, was unable to utter a word. Her face was full of tears, like a fart girl whose toes had been stepped on.

With a ding, the indicator light turned from red to green, and the door of the freight elevator slowly opened with a mechanical transmission sound. Everyone came to the bottom floor of the hive city of Holy Terra, and everyone's weapons were ready, even Dorn pulled out his Storm Fang.

However, when the Imperial Fists looked at the bright lights, the constant flow of people, and the street scene without even the slightest odor, an inexplicable sense of absurdity arose in their minds.

"Father, I feel that the ground here is cleaner than the deck of our Phalanx. Look, there are green plants in the corners. Is this really the lower-level hive filled with poison gas and lunatics?"

Dorn had no idea what was going on here. When asked by his son, he had no answer at all. He could only take out his gloves again and ask about the magical gloves of pain.

Seeing that their own Primarch was starting to go crazy again, his guards wanted to tell their father that this thing was useless, and they even went to the Emperor for help about this matter. The Emperor told them that their father was a masochist and that it would be fine to just beat him up.

Beating up their own father is something the Imperial Fists would never do. They are not Blackwatch, who have to hold a banquet to celebrate even the ascension of their own Primarch.

Colleen, who was standing by as an outsider, saw the original master giving her electric therapy again, and hurriedly said:
"Your Highness, what are you doing? Isn't this what the bottom nest should be like? Since I was born, this place has always been the safest area in the hive. Although Batman is a little narrow-minded, but..."

Before Colleen could finish her words, she found that the Space Marines on the opposite side were all looking behind her with strange expressions, and the originally bright lights were instantly extinguished, leaving the surroundings in darkness.

"Who is talking about the great Midnight Haunter? I smell evil, is it you? A girl who has been single for 30 years and only knows how to practice judo in her room."

A slippery tongue licked her neck, and with a stinging pain, a drop of blood was sucked away by the long tongue, and the hoarse voice, as if from the late stage of laryngeal cancer, revealed the little secret deep in Colleen's heart.

"I didn't do anything bad, don't kill me, I'm just a guide, don't say anything more, why do you know my little secret?"

"Bah!"

There was a flash of lightning, and the light that had been extinguished lit up again. A strange big guy wearing black power armor, a pointed helmet, and a huge black cloak stood on one leg on the street lamp next to him, like a big bat.

"Because I'm Batman!!"

(End of this chapter)