“Wuhu~~~”
"Harland, you, you, you - you want to send us all to the Golden Throne, right?"
Amidst a burst of curses, the oval-shaped aircraft rapidly changed its flight angle and began to fly vertically upwards at an eye-wateringly steep angle, clinging to the precipitous black cliff.
This made the people in the cabin almost tremble.
Then, the aircraft plunged into the sulfur-filled smoke coiling around the top of the mountain, as if it was about to crash into a pile of immovable rocks.
But the frightening impact never happened, and Roglis felt very calm for a while. He fixed himself in his seat with a magnetic lock. He looked out through the panel and immediately saw a piece of hot red magma. The ocean is undulating and swelling below, as if the violent heart of the planet is boiling in this majestic mountain range.
In his sight, the scene at the crater was swaying and beating due to the ultra-high thermal radiation emitted by the magma.
Even though the unimaginably high heat had been isolated from the cabin, just looking at the melted rocks made Rogris feel an unpleasant warmth.
"Mareotis Volcano, the second largest volcano on Mars after Arcea."
Hearing this voice, Rogris turned to look at the light brown cardboard box about half a person's height on the chair to his left, and said helplessly:
"Brother Rui, can you come out of that... foldable fully enclosed mobile cloaking device No. 2?"
"I'm here."
Rogris immediately turned his head to the right and found that at some point, the pale Raven Guard technical sergeant Rui Boronnat had appeared on the chair.
"Also, its full name is All-Terrain Foldable Fully Enclosed Mobile Stealth Device No. 3."
After saying that, the Raven Guard looked out the window and whispered:
"I heard that it was originally an extinct volcano that was activated by the Mechanicus 10,000 years ago to serve the forge."
"It's incredible."
Rogris sighed and looked into the distance of the crater. There was a huge industrial facility as big as a city.
Viewed from above, it looks like a black rose made of steel and rock rising from the magma, or like the exposed side of a starship submerged in it, with huge gates pointing outwards in the lava. Jets of steam, powerful pistons of gleaming ceramite rise and fall with a groan.
The clouds composed of ultra-high temperature steam surged and roared, like the breath of a giant dragon.
Rogris noticed that they were gaining altitude to fly over this strange building.
As he got closer, he could now truly appreciate the sheer size and complexity of the facility. A carefully arranged set of water gates, overflow channels, and pressure gates restricted the flow of lava, allowing it to continuously circulate within the system, and It forms an incredible scene in the distance of the crater.
The lava flows down the flanks of the mountains into a deep pit hundreds of meters wide, where it converges into a vast lagoon, or an interior of hot, bubbling and hissing lava. land and sea.
Built on this ocean is the Forge Temple of Mareotis, a great city.
When Logris saw those magnificent foundries - there was no doubt that this place belonged to the master of the forge, High Priest Zafarullah Heartfilia.
Throughout the undulating lava lake, with its surface burning with flames, several black cylindrical towers rise from the magma, accompanied by several pyramids that look like flattened tops and are constantly spitting out tongues of fire and steam. surrounded by huge buildings.
The winding paths, wide avenues, empty squares, wide platforms and entire industrial areas were built in the heat of the lava, seemingly to challenge the terrifying power imprisoned in the planet's golden fire.
A golden track marked the path to a majestic silver building built in the center of this huge city, but as the aircraft continued to descend, the track quickly disappeared from view.
A thick retaining wall made of black stone surrounds the lagoon. The scene looks like a crater filled with magma, with small hive cities, residential areas, landing fields, runways, control towers and a huge The container port clings to the volcano's cliffs, filling the horizon behind the wall.
Countless containers sealed with steel plates spread out from the city, stacked together to form a skyscraper of combat readiness materials: weapons, ammunition and supplies were manufactured in various factories on Mars to supply the supplement and conquest of all the empire's armies.
The sky above the port is filled with various types of transport aircraft, some are only as big as a Rand, and some are close to small starships.
The craft were constantly taking off and landing on the city's surface, forming a veritable torrent of steel and braking flames.
A forest of cranes swayed and groaned throughout the port, their heavy counterbalanced arms performing intricate tasks at what could be described as a lazy pace, while an army of servitors, stevedores, and container dinghies Move as much cargo as possible into the cargo hold of the transport ship.
Suddenly, the aircraft tilted again and flew towards a landing platform in the city. A flashing red Mechanicus logo could be seen on a metal boom whose tail end extended into the magma.
Looking out through the image-variable steel plate, the scene begins to ripple due to the high temperature.
"I heard that during the late period of the Great Crusade, a quarter of the empire's power armor was produced here. I don't know if it's true or not."
Rui's words reminded Rodrigos of the purpose of his trip.
The chapter is now in dire straits, and many battle brothers are even fighting in malfunctioning power armor. This is a dereliction of his duty as a technical sergeant.
But, on the other hand, the huge secret in the battle group was weighing on his heart like a boulder.
During this trip to Mars, Soshyan also asked him to learn more about active metals. Perhaps the important task of solving the mystery of gray marrow in the future will be shouldered by him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
This was immediately picked up by the Raven Guard with keen senses.
"Rogris, what's wrong with you? Is it because you failed the logic course in the temple and you're worried about being blamed by the Lord of the Forge?"
"Go! I passed the make-up exam, okay!"
At this time, the inner wall of the aircraft became opaque again, and as they descended through the hot airflow, the hull began to vibrate and make sharp sounds.
"Damn it! Did they ever hit a boat here?"
Harland Alucard, who was close to the cockpit, once again started to complain about Loic Lugo, but his worries were justified. The technical sergeant from the Star Dragon, once he got on the vehicle , will become as crazy as the green skin.
Given everyone's current position, if there is an accident, there is a high probability that there will be no survivors.
"What?"
Loic Lugo, who was in charge of driving, turned his head. His face was flushed, and a silver tattoo was shining on the right side of his face.
"I mean, has anything ever fallen into lava before?"
"Only the devil knows!"
At this time, Uwe Munro, the technology priest who had been silent until now and was responsible for guiding the four Astartes, suddenly spoke:
"It happened a few times, so you'd better not think about it."
"If I had known I would have come!"
Harland complained in a low voice. At this time, the noise from the aircraft engine had changed from a low roar to a sharp sound. The propellers on both sides sprayed flames outward to correct the flow of the airflow.
Apparently the pilots were having trouble lowering their craft onto the landing platform.
