[Time: -53.54.23]
Standing on the bridge, Erebus looked at the world in front of him with an indifferent smile on his face.
This is a typical Astartes. His bald head is engraved with verses from the Book of Sacred Scriptures written by Lorgar, the Primarch of the Seventeenth Legion. He is wearing crimson armor that looks like it has been washed by blood. . A pair of narrow eyes were cold and full of vicious light.
He could see the prosperity and prosperity of this planet, and the breath of the souls of the mortals here fascinated him. It was precisely because of this that they came here to make an unprecedented sacrifice to the supreme god they believed in. And Calth is the starting point of this sacrifice, Ushkusu, they will become sacrifices, lighting up this planet and even the entire five hundred worlds of Ultramara, completely destroying them.
It's so funny when those desperate, anguished souls are sacrificed, and a whole new chapter in the universe opens up, and these silly little blue toy soldiers don't know yet what they're about to face.
Thinking of this, Erebus couldn't help but twitch his lips and chuckle. He was not able to meet Guilliman right away, but that was fine. In fact, Erebus welcomed this development. He was really worried that when he saw Guilliman's stupid and ignorant face, he would not be right in front of him. You can't help but laugh when you look stupid and don't know what's about to happen.
"grown ups."
However, at this moment, Erebus received an unexpected message.
"The Ultramarines just sent us a message, expressing the hope that we can temporarily move our position."
"move Place?"
Hearing this, Erebas frowned. His fleet had already entered the berth. Logically speaking, he should not make similar requests at this time.
"What's the reason?"
"It is said that another fleet suddenly appeared and needs emergency supplies and repairs."
"……………………"
Erebus's expression was a little gloomy. He didn't like sudden unexpected changes in the plan. It has to be said that this request was indeed beyond Erebus's expectation. Generally speaking, those who are rigid only A blue toy soldier who knows how to play by the rules would never do such a thing. But from a military perspective, if a fleet is attacked or damaged, it does need to return to the docking station for maintenance and overhaul as soon as possible.
Therefore, the requirements of the Ultramarines are not unreasonable.
"I see."
Erebus thought for a while and decided not to quarrel with the Ultramarines at this time. The penetration of Calth's planetary defense system has not yet been successful. Taking action at this time will only alert the enemy, and the next thing is still left to him. The original body is ready to be completed.
"We will follow their instructions and send out the coordinates."
"yes."
Soon, the new coordinate point of the anchorage was pointed out. Seeing this coordinate point, Erebas's expression became more and more ugly. Because the berth given by the other party is a space orbital station far away from Cowes. Although it is not impossible to park warships here, it is obviously not in compliance with the regulations in terms of etiquette.
After all, they are still ostensibly representatives of the Seventeenth Legion, and this approach is tantamount to driving the diplomatic envoy and his party out of the luxury hotel, and then sending them to the B&B next door...
The Ultramarines Legion would not make such a mistake.
Erebus was a little confused about this, but at this moment, the Ultramarines Legion also sent a message to their brothers the Word Bearers, expressing their sincere apologies to Erebus for his negligent behavior. They also ensured that the far-Earth orbit space station was only temporarily docked, and they would soon activate the battleships of the Ultramarines Legion and have them leave their berths to make way for Erebus.
But it takes at least an hour to fully activate a battleship...
"I see."
Hearing the sincerity and uneasiness in the Ultramarine's tone, Erebus's lips curled up slightly, and the suspicion just now disappeared. It's obvious that these blue toy soldiers are still the same as before, and their reputation is more important than anything else. Honor, dignity, but soon, this may be all they have left.
But before that, Erebus still had something to ask.
"I just contacted my subordinate, and he told me that there was a problem with the combat network connection to Calth? What's going on?"
"Ah, I'm so sorry, Captain Erebus."
The answer from the other side was still so nervous.
"You also know that not long ago, the Mechanicum just upgraded our orbital defense system. This large-scale military exercise is the first time for the new system. The temporary lines have some interference due to data redundancy issues. The commander has asked us to fix the error as soon as possible, but it will still take some time. I assure you that this exercise will not be delayed. This is just a temporary technical adjustment."
"I hope so. I really didn't expect that the Ultramarines would make such mistakes. It seems that my stereotype of you is about to change."
Erebus made a small sarcasm to the other party, and then cut off the communication.
It's just a temporary technical adjustment.
Erebus withdrew his thoughts and looked to the other side of the berth, where he saw a group of naval soldiers quickly gathering and running towards the Ultramarines' battleship. It was obvious that they were going to start preparing to restart the battleship to make room for their good brother.
Seeing this, Erebus gave the order without thinking any more.
"Preparing to leave the berth."
It won't be long before Erebus realizes that he has made a foolish decision.
[Time: -52.32.16]
"The Word Bearers fleet has left the Calth orbital space station and is heading for the remote berth."
Lumière withdrew her gaze, looked at Duanmu Huai and reported.
"Haha, a bunch of idiots."
After hearing Lumière's report, Duanmu Huai also showed a ferocious and cold smile - just like the replica of Erebus just now.
"They certainly didn't know what was waiting for them there, but I think they found out pretty quickly."
"To be honest, Mr. Knight, I think you treat these people very well?"
An looked at Duanmu Huai curiously and asked. She had been following Duanmu Huai for a long time, and this was the first time she saw Duanmu Huai being so interested in a force. Even with the Star Alliance, Duanmu Huai maintained a distant relationship with them, but he seemed to be very concerned about this Ultramarine.
"Of course, Ann, you don't know yet, this world is the only fruit left."
Duanmu Huai put his hands behind his back, stared at the star map in front of him, and spoke calmly.
"It is the place most likely to be re-reached and once again reveal the golden age of mankind, where destruction is absolutely intolerable and unacceptable."
As Duanmuhuai said, the five hundred worlds of Ultramara—a total of five hundred livable planets in four star regions—are recognized by players as the most likely place in the empire to recreate the golden age of mankind. In the eyes of players, other places are just shit, even Terra is no exception - due to a large number of artificial modifications, the former cradle of mankind has completely turned into a place where even drinking water must be transported outside. A ghostly place on the earth where you can't even find any water.
In contrast, Ultramara has beautiful mountains and clear waters, follows the path of sustainable development, has outstanding people, and the mortals and the Astartes get along harmoniously. There is no such thing as other places. Either the Astartes feel that the mortals are just lying between the empire and the emperor. Parasites on the Emperor, or mortals thinking that the Astartes are a group of terrifying demons that have been biochemically modified.
And in fact, even after the Horus Heresy, the Five Hundred Worlds were the most developed and prosperous star systems that survived. It is conceivable what heights the Word Bearers could have reached if they had not caused harm to the world.
Of course, there is also a short story about the representatives of civilization. Many players believe that the White Scars are the representatives of their civilization. The reason is that the White Scars admire and like poetry, are erudite warriors, and are proficient in crafts, arts and philosophy. Isn't this similar to them?
However, Duanmu Huai and other other players completely disagree with this view. They believe that the white scars have nothing to do with their civilization. The white scars are the culture of nomadic tribes. How do they have anything to do with them, who are from a farming civilization? Besides, the Primarch of the White Scar also calls himself Khan - it would be strange if the Ming Dynasty did not kill him. If the White Scar represents his own civilization, Duanmu Huai is the first one who is unwilling to accept it. You won't accept that your own civilization has a leader named Khan. What kind of nonsense is this?
Even if you know a few words, it won't change the essence of your nomadic tribal culture, right?
In Duanmuhuai's view, the Ultramarines and the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramara are closer to the composition of their civilization. There are also foreign players who say that the Ultramarines Legion is the culture of ancient Rome - in Duanmuhuai's view, this is purely for his own shame. Even if you don’t know what Rome is like, you still have the nerve to say that Ultramara is a Roman culture. The family-loving tradition of the Ultramarines should obviously be more in line with ours.
If I have to say it, you foreigners are more like the Space Wolves, the Worldbreakers and the Word Bearers.
You are barbaric, vulgar, fanatical and superstitious, and you like to engage in genocide, and you don't even take a shower. Isn't this the consistent tradition of your Western civilization? With your virtue, you still have the nerve to say that you are the civilized representative of the Thirteenth Legion? Be a little thick-skinned.
"Okay, it's time for us to take action, let's go."
Duanmuhuai also recovered his thoughts at this time and issued the order.
Following Duanmuhuai's order, the fleet quickly started and headed towards the direction of the Calth space orbit.
When the Inquisition fleet entered the orbit of the Calth space station, the Word Bearers fleet commanded by Erebus had just arrived at its far away anchorage. At the same time, Erebus also received the signal from the Inquisition fleet.
"Is that the new fleet? Wait, that's not..."
At first, Erebas didn't pay much attention and just thought it was a fleet of Ultramarines. However, when he saw the dazzling golden churches on those battleships, Erebas suddenly shuddered!
He has not forgotten how much trouble this mysterious fleet caused to the 62nd Expedition Fleet in Istvan. You must know that Erebus was beside Horus at that time. If it were not for the protection of the gods, , I am afraid that the entire 62nd Fleet is about to be ruined. Horus was so angry that he almost went crazy and vowed to completely annihilate the fleet.
Yet, they actually showed up in Cowes?
Is this a coincidence? Or did you already have a plan?
At this moment, Erebus's face immediately darkened.
He began to wonder if he had made a stupid decision.
(End of chapter)
