In the era of strife that spanned thousands of years, conflict and ignorance once cast a haze of despair on the future of mankind. The lingering clouds always lingered over this once extremely glorious race. The past and the future are inextricably linked. It is cut off at this moment, and no one knows where the future route will go.
And the Emperor of mankind appeared in this darkest moment.
He brought peace and truth to mankind in despair, and he brought destruction to countless alien and chaotic existences.
He ended Terra, the infancy of humanity, and its home planet, from the chaotic strife of warlords. The once rich and precious lost world was reconquered under his iron cavalry.
Just like the suffering human beings throughout the solar system, the desperate screams spreading in the star space have never stopped. They use devout prayers all the time to call for liberation and salvation to the human god who should exist in the supreme sky - even though they did not know the existence of the human emperor from the beginning, even if they did not know the truth of the new empire at all, but The countless devout prayers gathered in the supreme sky seemed to have almost turned into a pain that no one could bear.
But the emperor took it upon himself.
In the shrill and painful wail that almost spread across the entire galaxy, the star torch from Terra illuminated the high sky as the turbulent storm gradually dispersed.
The once-lost waterway was re-opened at this moment, and the shining star torch guided the new human empire in this dark sea. They also set off again from this ancient human mother star and embarked on the journey to the star sea. the great journey.
However, any ship cruising in it can be clearly seen in the dazzling starlight - it is something that no one can bear, and any tenacious soul will be broken by it. Just by looking at it for a moment, it will almost overflow. To be horrified and trembled with pain is a heavy duty that belongs only to the master of mankind.
In order to allow mankind to move toward the stars again, the great kings on the Golden Throne forged unparalleled sharp blades. They were forged through endless brutal wars and pointed at the homeland of mankind in the stars that was as numerous as the sand of the Ganges.
A magnificent plot that is bound to rewrite the fate of mankind has emerged.
That was the genesis of the Great Crusade.
It broke the shackles of superstition and liberated millions of worlds from the rule of tyrants and murderous aliens.
It brings hope to mankind for a new lease of life.
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The magnificent collision angle gradually tore through the subspace curtain of Mandeville Point, and an extremely majestic Glory Queen-class battleship slowly sailed out from the lavender waves lingering in the gap in the supreme sky. It was the flagship of the Twelfth Legion. Fortitude and Determination.
Following behind were hundreds of large cruisers, destroyers, and transport fleets from the Human Empire, as well as the expeditionary fleet from the Mechanicus. A magnificent fleet that could cover the sky and the sun appeared at this moment.
At this moment, the smell of iron blood and gunpowder smoke lingers in this dead space, and a huge war is about to come.
Countless broken frozen corpses and space hulks are floating silently. The blood and electrolyte condensed into ice crystals symbolize the disappearance of the twisted and dirty lives of the aliens. The broken limbs and internal organs are all thrown into the depths of the starry sky. The once miserable scene The cry for help is still stored in the communication device and played in a loop.
And the marks of impact, dents and jumps that are all over the broken deck of the space hulk symbolize who is the person who wiped out all these aliens.
That is undoubtedly the sharpest blade in the Great Crusade, the Astartes.
As the blades and sentinels of the 13th Expeditionary Fleet, the battle barges of the Sons of the Mountains have been waiting at Mandeville Point in the Golgotan sector for a long time. They passed through the thick void shield of the Enduring Resolve at a steady and slow speed and rejoined Into the ranks of this expedition fleet.
Several light-years away from this dead star field, is the goal of their journey - the Golgotan Star Sector located around the Maelstrom. It once existed in the Era of Strife and contains the darkness preserved by precious STCs. Forge World Salem.
As the site of the Age of Strife, Salem has undoubtedly become the most developed area in this star field filled with chaos and death. Countless aliens and aliens covet this metal-wrapped planet, and vendettas and wars are never far away from every corner of this planet.
The [Mechanical Pagan Cult], which has been struggling to survive for a long time, is the organization that appealed to the Empire for help this time. Countless information from Mars shows their current difficult situation. The intrusion from Orcs and aliens has almost completely destroyed them. Their scope of activities was forced under the metal surface, and even the alien empire [Brotherhood of Destruction] entrenched on the edge of the maelstrom was interested in the knowledge and heritage they possessed. Soon, panic began to spread in [Mechanical Paganism] began to spread.
Obviously, if they continue to maintain their arrogance, their lives and precious technologies will be torn to pieces under the fierce offensive of the aliens. Through countless generations of mechanical sages, all kinds of ancient knowledge have been carefully protected. It will also be burned in the star sea. There will be no rationality in this wild star field.
Therefore, they used the ancient communication frequency band to contact Mars and the forging world Anvis, and asked for help from the Human Empire, which is now expanding its influence. Even if it costs their precious loyalty and technology, they will not be able to survive the threat of life and barbarism. In front of us...these costs have become insignificant.
They were already familiar with the barbarism and cruelty of the Golgotan sector, and they had a premonition of this coming day.
"...I hope you can improve your efficiency and our defenses will be completely defeated after 31 Mars Standard Days."
"That was already enough. As far as I know...the number of the fleets of those alien bastards has been reduced from 2031 to 861, and there is not much left left for the acceptable number of frontal engagements. The flagship of the 13th Expeditionary Fleet has passed through Mander Vail Point.”
Lotta LS Lin's cold voice replied to the other party in the communication channel in an orderly manner. Although these [Mechanical Pagans] people seemed very impatient, the female captain did not reveal any more information and just allowed the other party to A hoarse, electronic noise-filled voice complained over the comm channel.
"Omnissiah, I just hope your efficiency can be a little faster."
"Of course. We have already skipped at least 42 worlds that could be recaptured by the Human Empire, just to kill the aliens' locust-like fleets, just to reach Salem directly. During this period, the 13th Fleet lost All supplies will be borne by [Mechanical Paganism]."
"You are really a bunch of hungry vampires."
"Thanks for the compliment."
After replying to the other party about the current situation and the compensation that [Mechanical Paganism] would receive from the 13th Fleet in the future, Saleen closed the communication channel.
She slowly sorted through the dozens of battle reports uploaded from the battle barges that had rejoined the expedition fleet - she glanced briefly, and most of them were gang-hopping.
These angels of death really like to join gangs more and more.
Saleen thought to herself that although the war dogs she knew loved fighting in duel pits and participating in attack teams on high-intensity battlefields, they were not enthusiastic about gang-hopping operations.
And unlike the past, there were no scarlet casualty reports in this data that symbolized bloody massacres. Logically speaking, if a reconnaissance mission was carried out in this dangerous star field, there should be a lot of battle damage data. .
Currently, there are only a few repair requests for MK2 power armor.
These increasingly silent Astartes seemed to be getting further and further away from the war dogs she knew.
After all... their current name is the Sons of the Mountains, and their Primarch is also that...
Looking at the very conspicuous Bloody Hand badge of honor on her desk, Saleen seemed to recall something.
On the battlefield of the cruel alien world called Novshendak, Saleen had the honor to witness the heroic appearance of the Lord of Humanity on the battlefield.
When the female captain recalled the majestic red figure standing on the top of the bridge.
As majestic as the golden figure she had seen.
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