In the dim cabin, a tall figure was walking slowly. As he walked, his black armor with flame patterns made a slight friction sound, and at the same time, frivolous singing could be heard from under the helmet with blood-colored bat wings embedded on both sides. .
This metal passage is very spacious, enough to accommodate two Leman Russ passing side by side. The walls are polished chrome surfaces and fluorescent strips. Every curved wall is smooth and flawless. The floor is a bright silver floor, and the walls are covered with The mirror-bright metal, the corridors and doorways are circular, and there are blank reading screens everywhere. All these screens and the light strips on the ceiling continuously emit uniform light, which is very different from the Imperial ships. But it has strong characteristics of human civilization.
Although there are no road signs around, the person walking is obviously very familiar with it. He walks freely through the forks one after another. Passing through the unmanned cabins, he can see that all the machines are well maintained, bright and clean. Some pure white tall robots occasionally appear in the cabin, performing certain maintenance actions that have been repeated countless times.
Soon, the man arrived at the bridge of the ship. It was even more different from the imperial ship. It was completely a shining sphere hundreds of meters in diameter. There were several circular hovering platforms inside, brightly lit, and various Operation buttons appeared in the air as ghostly rays projected by hidden holographic projectors, and scanner readings were displayed on large flat screens suspended throughout, automatically tracking on command.
The man wearing a war horse helmet is already here. He is looking at the slowly rotating star map without saying a word. Massive information is constantly passing by around him. Occasionally, there will even be highlighted names of people, such as Soshi Yang. ·Alexei.
"Huh? Why are you here? Where is the Scorpion?"
Hearing the other party's voice, the man wearing the war horse helmet did not look back, but said calmly:
"He went to see the prisoner again."
"It's been several days, right? You haven't pried it out yet?"
"He said it should be almost done today."
"I gonna go see."
"Wait a moment."
At this time, War Horse Helmet turned around.
"There's something I want to discuss with you."
The Bat Helmet then spread his legs slightly, crossed his arms with his chest, stood there in a very lazy posture, and nodded.
"Okay, you say."
"This time I feel that without our intervention, Soshyan's chances of winning are slim."
"You've said this several times."
"Now there's something new."
As he spoke, the war horse helmet stretched out his hand, and then a floating panel appeared in front of him. He fiddled with it twice, and some information appeared directly between the two of them, and the text was correct no matter which direction it was viewed from.
"look."
"Well... I guessed it right, the high lords are causing trouble again."
Bathelm glanced at it and shook his head.
"But now that the wise man is not here, we can't interfere in this matter."
"So I'm thinking about whether to help Soshiyang directly? But the wise man strictly prohibited us from conducting private activities before departure..."
"Isn't the raven already hanging around there now? We'll know the specific situation when he comes back. Orders are orders, but we have to be more flexible. Let's leave it like this for now. I'll go to the Scorpion to have a look."
After saying that, the Bat Helmet turned and walked towards another passage. In the middle, he also passed a square surrounded by towering gray-black metal stacks. These metal stacks were as high as the buildings, and each building had a dull texture on its surface. Light ripples, and the wide circular dark stone field on the ground is filled with slender lights, forming complex geometric shapes with swirling patterns that are constantly decomposing and reorganizing.
"Hello! Mr. Bat!"
Suddenly, a girl with short white hair and a silver gelcoat, about seventeen or eighteen years old, jumped out of the void. Many blue celebrity bars could be seen on her body, and there were many thin lines on her face that formed a circuit. , the holes deep in the eyes are an ever-changing mosaic.
Facing the girl who suddenly appeared in mid-air, Bathelm didn't turn his head. He just raised his right hand and waved it, and responded lazily:
"Hello, Lucy."
"Do you need my help?"
"If you can, send me to the Scorpion. I'm too lazy to walk that far."
"Okay~"
Along with the girl's cheerful voice, the Bat Helmet felt his whole body tremble violently, and then he appeared in a dark room.
When he walked towards the door of the room and opened it, he immediately saw a figure standing by the wall not far away. Then he turned around and looked at the room where he appeared - it was actually a bathroom.
"I knew she wouldn't help unless she was playing tricks."
Smiling, the Bat Helmet walked towards the figure, who was leaning against a heavy blast door.
"Is it done?"
The Bat Helmet only asked, and the other person immediately raised his head, and at the same time, the lights in the corridor lit up.
The opponent wore armor of the same color as him, but the helmet was shaped like a dormant black scorpion, the shoulder armor was a scorpion pincer, and the scorpion tail was coiled around a power backpack.
"Today, I think."
A dull voice came from under Scorpion's helmet, and then he straightened up, opened the door and walked in
"Okay, just talk if you want my help."
As soon as Bathelm opened his mouth, the door slammed shut.
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The Space Marine who had been stripped of his armor was hung on a chain. Only his shoulder armor remained in place, because it had become an inseparable part of his body. The demonic faces on both sides of the shoulder armor were covered with a yellow spell. Wrapped in bandages, he couldn't make any sound.
At this time, he was falling into a drowsy dream——
"Surrender!"
The earth was burning and the sky was burning. Wearing a white priest's robe over his armor, he walked among the dead. Two swaying corpses followed him, roaring from his throat. They were all dead Imperial soldiers.
"Or die!"
He saw the battle ahead, the ignorant Imperials struggling under the onslaught of warriors in black armor.
Soon, he will destroy this religious world that worships the false emperor in the name of the Black Legion.
"This is vengeful rage."
These were the last words spoken by the corpse on his right. A pair of shiny black feathers were inserted into the corpse's back. The corpse's lips squirmed, but no sound came out.
Then, sensing the danger, he immediately cast a spell, and a ball of white mist was spit out from the mouth that could no longer make a sound. The white mist gathered into a deep shadow, and then gathered into shape.
This is an evil beast, his life-saving talisman at critical moments.
Then, the body on his left also collapsed on the ground, with feathers on its back. The ominous black color made his hair stand on end.
He tried to summon his warriors, but found no response.
Even the sounds of fighting disappeared——
only.....
Only crows circled the battlefield, perched on the blackened roofs and ruins, and landed on the corpses and rocks of the dead. They crowed with mockery in their cries.
He's coming...he's coming...
Realizing the danger, he turned and started running, summoning the orbiting fleet to call for help from anyone he could.
But there was no sound, just dead silence.
And crows...
They hovered over his head and screamed
he came……
At the end of his rope, he struggled to summon the power of subspace and screamed a spell to wake up the dead, but it was already too late.
"Kill them! Kill them all!"
Furious by all this, he went crazy on the battlefield as if possessed, waving his arms at the blackbirds.
Suddenly, the Silent Man stopped and froze because he was trying to strangle a crow.
