"Sidney is dead," the Chaos Wizard Mendez said in his hoarse, dirty voice.
On the plains hundreds of kilometers away from the Arenal Valley, next to an abandoned hive is the fortress and camp of the Skulltaker warband on this planet.
The former auxiliary buildings next to the hive are full of broken walls left over from the war. Occasionally, a few rooms that were saved from destruction because of their excellent construction quality or good location became the transactions of interstellar pirates here. location and the headquarters of the Chaos warband.
The main force of the Skull Snatchers is not here.
At this time, they were still roaming the entire universe on their ship, the Styx-class heavy cruiser "Bloody Dawn", led by the Chaos Lord Jufo.
Staying here is a small detachment led by the warband's nominal number three: the Chaos Wizard Mendez.
They have their own mission here - to run this gathering place for interstellar pirates, while firmly guarding the interstellar channel leading to the asteroid belt behind the planet.
This is one of the many escape routes that the cunning Chaos Lord has reserved for himself, and it is also a key source of intelligence for the "Bloody Dawn" heavy cruiser to repeatedly escape from the empire's encirclement and suppression.
At this time, it was already late at night and the hall was extremely quiet.
The dry voice of the wizard Mendez, who suddenly woke up from meditation, sounded harsh in the empty hall.
The leader of his guard, Melkor, the skull champion who believed in Khorne and was also the leader of a group of Chaos Terminators, responded to his Lord's call immediately:
"That mortal psyker? Don't you like him very much? Even though he has been unwilling to dedicate his soul to you."
Mendez's eyes did not open. He was savoring in his own soul the wail of Sidney's soul as it finally shattered.
"That's not important. What's important is that he died."
Melkor didn't agree with this explanation. He didn't have the bad habit of using his precious power for meaningless thinking, so he just answered straightforwardly:
"Is it weird? People are dying every moment on this planet. Fights, murders, duels, murders... and no matter what method, these killings themselves are the best gifts to please the Skull Master."
Mendes was not angered by Melkor's sophistry, or in other words, the conversation with his top thug, who was too lazy to think, was his rare pastime.
He maintained his dry voice and continued:
"No, there are thousands of ways to die, and the mark I left in his soul told me that his soul was annihilated the moment he came into contact with the other person."
"Is this so?" Melkor finally understood what his Lord meant:
"Ah! We have a guest, right? Who else on this planet can do this except you? I'm going to call all the brothers now. I think we have something to do!"
Melkor stood up excitedly, and the servo in the red cavalry Terminator power armor made a heavy roar.
He couldn't wait to walk out, and behind him came a rare warning from Mendes:
"Wake Mog up too and reset his memory. Call in all ground troops,
Wait for me at the door. "
After receiving the warning, Melkor finally became serious. He turned around and looked at the figure who was still sitting cross-legged under the icon of the Skull Lord:
"Devil Engine? Are you sure we can use it? You know, it kills as many of us as its enemies every time it wakes up."
"Of course, you have to understand the difference between actively annihilating a soul and passively annihilating it. This guy who smuggled in is more dangerous than you think."
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"This is it?"
Calvin, who was deep in the ruins in the middle of the river valley, looked at the ancient stone cabinet in front of him and took out an unknown mechanical creation and asked Constantine.
"Yes. I think we can return." Constantine's eyes were fixed on the reliquary containing the mechanical fragments, and he didn't want to leave for a moment.
"Is this the relic you are looking for?"
"No, this is just a fragment that carries an ancient message. We have to go back, purify and analyze it, and only then can we know whether the message in it is the one we have been looking for."
Perhaps knowing what the Gray Knights were thinking, Constantine patiently explained to them.
"No matter what, thank you for your help along the way. The goal of this mission has been completed halfway. As long as we can return safely, there will be no surprises in what we promised you."
This is what Calvin and his comrades most wanted to hear.
"Then notify everyone to return the same way..."
Before Calvin could finish his words, the screen on his left arm and the communication device next to his ear simultaneously sent out contact signals representing urgent matters.
The initiator of the contact signal was the Inquisition's black ship "The Noble and the Nasty" that was supposed to be on standby in orbit.
"Arbitrator Calvin! I am Matthew!"
"I'm Calvin, what's going on?"
"Just now, the astropath on my ship told me that there are a huge number of unknown large objects coming from the nearby subspace! Within a few hours, they will break through the constraints of the Manzeville Point and appear in the orbit of this planet. superior!"
Matthew's voice was extremely dry due to impatience and nervousness, and Calvin could already imagine how anxious he was on the track.
But he still insisted on telling Calvin the conjecture he was least willing to say:
"I guess the exploration fleet from Grea has arrived!"
"How could it be so fast? It was not expected to be within a year?" Calvin also realized the seriousness of the situation.
"I don't know. Judging from the last exploration record they showed up, there should be at least three more exploration locations among us. I think they may know something."
Ma Wei's voice was also full of doubts and confusion, but more of it was the fear of being discovered.
He could not imagine the purpose behind the behavior of an entire large exploration fleet from Miracle Crown coming straight from three distant sectors.
"We have got the things and can return within an hour at most." Calvin calmly comforted the panicked Mavey.
"Your throne! That couldn't be better! I will open the teleportation array right now. Please return as soon as possible!"
"Roger!" Calvin cut off the communication signal, then picked up the mechanical priest beside him and the relic box in his arms, and strode out.
"Be gentle! In the name of the God of All Machines, I order you to be gentle! What happened! Put me down! I can walk on my own!" Constantine, who didn't know why, loudly condemned Calvin's rudeness.
Calvin had no time to pay attention to the protests and questions from the mechanical priest under his arm. As he walked, he issued the latest instructions to the entire team through the communicator.
"Everyone is here, return to the surface as quickly as possible! At the same time, order the remaining team on the surface to conduct signal docking and adjustment with the transmission array in orbit! This is not our strike cruiser, we must do these tasks in advance."
Under Calvin's order, the entire team of Gray Knights adjusted the energy output of their power armor to the maximum standard, and then advanced toward the surface with their huge strides that seemed slow but actually fast.
It was only then that Calvin had time to answer the mechanical priest's questions.
As he strode forward, he explained concisely to the priest under his arm: "We have finished stealing the chicken, and it's time for us to leave. And the master you least want to see seems to have received some reminder, and has already been stolen from the three sections. People from outside are coming here. According to Matthew, they may arrive in an hour at the earliest."
As Calvin finished speaking, Constantine, who was still struggling, immediately stopped struggling. Obviously, under the requirement of running speed based on the premise of escaping for one's life, he must also admit the eternal truth that those with height and long legs must run fast.
The Gray Knights finally successfully completed their evacuation from the ground to orbit at 4:50 a.m.
The "Noble and Dirty" did not stay for another minute or a second. After receiving the return of the Gray Knights, it immediately started its escape route.
Its main engine, which had already been fully warmed up, ejected a huge wake following Ma Wei's order, leading the uninvited guests on the ship to quickly escape from this place of right and wrong before the owner arrived. 81 Chinese w
After the black ship broke away from the orbit, it did not head towards Manzeville Point, where it was clear that there was a possibility of encountering danger.
On the contrary, under the guidance of an experienced captain, they avoided the possibility of a head-on encounter with the exploration fleet and turned their heads in the direction of the asteroid belt behind the planet.
In the eyes of this old captain with 300 years of service experience, the top priority is to ensure that he is away from all possibilities of observation.
This choice proved to be extremely correct and prophetic 30 minutes later.
When the Noble and Dirty will hide its body at the edge of the asteroid belt, Calvin and Constantine, who have already arrived at the bridge, can still barely see the planet through the porthole of the black ship.
The Manzeville Point on the outside of the planet's orbit was suddenly torn apart by the power of subspace, and what was spit out was an entire super fleet of more than thirty ships.
How huge is the scale and quality of this fleet, with more than five battleships alone!
As for the smaller heavy cruisers and cruisers, as well as the attached heavy-duty landing barges, they are even more row upon row, connected in the bow and midships.
Constantine even used the excellent vision of his mechanical prosthetic eyes to see some heavy landing ships marked with the Titan Legion logo!
This fleet obviously had a clear goal and was filled with some kind of anger about being stolen. They had just finished breaking away from the state of subspace navigation, and they couldn't wait to launch a global announcement on the public frequency to the entire planet.
While declaring the legal rights and interests of the Grea Forge World it represents to this planet, the fleet ordered all armed forces on the surface of the planet to give up resistance, otherwise they would be dealt a devastating blow without hesitation.
And those special heavy-duty landing barges discovered by the sharp-eyed Constantine pressed directly towards the surface of the atmosphere with a clear target, releasing wave after wave of super missiles towards the Arena Valley where Calvin and others were before. Large anti-gravity landing module.
At this time, in the river valley on the surface, headed by Mendez and Melkor, there were a group of people from the Skulltaker warband who had just prepared for war from a hundred kilometers away and arrived at full speed on an assault boat.
They stared dumbfounded at the unknown objects falling from the sky - these were only seen during the Great Crusade, representing the rain of fire and steel that would appear when the Titan Legion attacked the ground.
Their only thought was: "Master Skull, isn't it just a matter of stealing something? What's the big deal with you?"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
