NABC Chapter 510 Returning to the old place
Chapter 510 Returning to the old place
However, the progress of return is getting slower and slower, and Yifeng feels that there may be ten current prayers mixed with one past prayer.
Tzeentch's followers used the Star Torch's "changes" to make a fuss, calling on followers of the Ecclesiarchy to increase prayers and help the Emperor.
How could mortals understand the difference between Star Torch and Pharos? The navigators could cause panic on the entire planet just by saying they could not sense the Emperor.
Large areas of collective sacrifices of the state religion were held, the holy bells were ringing, and carols were being sung non-stop.
They preached that the Emperor was in trouble and needed more strength from the faithful, more donations, more prayers, and more work for the Emperor.
The wealth of these holy worlds did not ultimately flow to Terra, and the Ecclesiarchy did not even use it to arm the Battle Sisters.
The people's suffering became more and more severe. Half of the higher-ranking people knelt in the sept all night doing nothing and praying for the Emperor. The other half endured more and more difficult work. The dead were exhausted and the rebels gathered.
Likewise, countless pilgrim ships across the galaxy set sail for Terra.
The devout prayers rushed to the Golden Throne in many times the usual number.
Who is protecting the Golden Throne?
It’s also chaos.
Other evil gods and aliens unceremoniously harvested the weakly defended imperial worlds, twisting their minds and kicking their backbones.
The prayers of the Chaos followers would not reach the Emperor.
On the contrary, Abaddon was an important promoter. Every time a world surrendered to the Chaos Warmaster, fewer thoughts poured into Yifeng's mind.
My thoughts are wandering and my heart is floating. The video of Guilliman's speech continues to circulate throughout the empire, and the Imperial Guard even appears in the picture.
The unlucky title of Warmaster fell on Jaghatai Khan. Most of the imperial soldiers did not recognize it. Even during the Great Crusade, few people could realize that the original body of the Fifth Legion was who.
Their complaints are growing.
Anyway, it couldn't reach Chagatai's ears.
He was so fast that even death couldn't catch up with him.
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Riots still occur on Terra. They are confused, they are angry, and they don't understand who the void shield opened by the palace is to protect against even though Terra is very safe.
In this moment of crisis, an unexpected department stepped forward.
The law enforcers of the Ministry of Justice maintain the order of Terra with absolute loyalty. They adhere to the code, judge those who have evil intentions, go deep alone without support, and use bolt guns to declare that the Emperor's Holy Land is still strong in Him. under the rule of
The spiritual light in Yifeng's body became stronger and stronger. After losing some of the warriors with the iron chain, not only the memory hit him crazily, but the spiritual energy itself also began to kill his body. The temperature inside the armor was getting higher and higher. Unable to The contact's skeleton cannot absorb all psychic energy.
The emperor's power flows on the surface of the armor, and to outsiders, Yifeng appears to be extremely sacred.
However, Yifeng did see some interesting things.
Praying for memory fragments to interrupt is usually caused by enemy weapons falling, artillery fire shattering the prayer, or simply the end of the ceremony.
But he saw some of what he had done.
The war was crazy and cruel, and Chaos enemies rushed towards the Imperial front like a tide. A soldier prayed to the Emperor while changing his magazine. In fact, he wanted to call Omnisiah, but subconsciously he called the one he admired most.
A burst of red artillery fire fell and exploded into a cloud of dust. His field of vision was completely covered by dust and he could not see clearly. However, he did not choose to raise his hands to cover his face, but closed the magazine as quickly as possible.
The hot earth was thrown all over his face. The mortal warrior kicked his legs violently, turned over and began to aim at the enemy.
The Chaos believers rushing forward seemed to freeze and stopped charging outside the bunker.
He didn't understand why, but it didn't stop him from subconsciously raising his hand and killing an enemy with two laser rounds.
After a second, he completely realized that it was a useless effort.
The red meteor fell to the ground, smashing the Chaos believers in front into a pulp. The enemies that were lucky enough not to be hit were also blown away by the violent jet deceleration before the airdrop pod landed, and met their death in the air.
"Charge, soldier."
This sentence came from behind him. A red torrent warrior strode across the trench from behind him, firing his bolt pistol without missing a beat. The warrior in front roared and rushed into the enemy group.
"Unite together and liberate the entire galaxy!"
From that moment on, his beliefs gradually changed.
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More outrageous situations came to Yifeng's mind. A ship was gang-banged. They stayed in the complex and small pipes in the ship. He was a ship repairman. For someone as insignificant as them, As far as small ships are concerned, the Adeptus Mechanicus will only send out one official official in a symbolic manner, and the others are temporary non-staff servants.
The fighting soon subsided, and stubborn resistance turned into hiding.
As the days passed and he was hungry and determined to give it a try, the battleship was attacked.
Pirates did it.
A pirate will be a pirate, and he hopes to die at the hands of humans.
The pirates shouted loudly. They said they came after receiving a distress signal, but they were soon attacked.
There was a fierce fight between the two sides, but the pirates won the final victory. He was found, caught, and tied back, with only half a piece of cloth and a wooden stick for his hands wrapped around him.
The pirates stuffed things into his mouth while carrying him. They said that the wounded should be carried on a stretcher and fed something to eat.
He chanted an ode to the Emperor.
Even several stuffed things called steamed buns couldn't stop his mouth. He felt like he was going to die. Is this the legendary human sacrifice?
He was carried to a large hall, which was not like an altar. There was a huge armor placed above it. When all the people carrying the stretcher stopped, he heard these words.
"Captain William, this is the survivor we mentioned."
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A group of Night Lords were wandering around a group of things. Yifeng thought this was some ancient memory, until he saw the emblem of the red torrent between the legs of a warrior.
It seemed to be something unique to Red Torrent, which aroused the interest of a group of loyal Midnight Lords.
He was too far away, and the warrior who provided the perspective was a bit too unsociable.
Next to them is a group of newly "recruited" servants. Judging from the uniforms, it is obvious that they are recruited in a man-eating shark style.
"We fight for the Emperor," the Night Lord said.
The unlucky mortal of Red Torrent seemed to have heard some joke. You fight for the Emperor, and I fight for the Emperor. Why are you beating me?
He stood up and demanded that the Astartes execute him.
Then the Night Lord appeared with a child in his arms.
"That's my son. I will die a glorious death, and so will he."
The mortal stared fiercely at the Night Lord, already prepared for the death of the nine clans. As a captain, his family thrived on the ship. When the ship was alive and the people were there, everyone died on the ship.
"No, he will also fight for the Emperor, and for this he will need to borrow your head."
For these loyal bastards, morality is a luxury.
The mortal in the front is hung upside down, and the Night Lord shows off two decorative heads on his back.
"I sincerely repent of this, and you are lucky to hear a voice that has not been heard in eleven millennia, a Night Lord repenting of what is to come.
We were caught from the ashes, as was every Astartes you can see, we were caught in the worst and most untenable places in the Underhive, by our Masters.
"There are no good people in our business." He said, not just us, but our mortal fathers, mothers, grandfathers, ancestors, they are all gangsters, prostitutes, smugglers, murderers...
When we become fully Astartes, as we do now, the heads of our parents are severed and crafted into decorations to accompany us in battle, hanging behind us.
These two mortal skulls symbolize our complete separation from the past, but today we return to obey the orders of our Primarch and fight for the Emperor.
We are not prepared to abandon this tradition, and please bear with your skull as you continue to watch how your offspring will spread deadly fear among the enemies of the Emperor.
Hate it, hate our ancestors, hate themselves, plant the seeds of a traitor, he himself will bear the sins of eleven thousand years, hate the pharmacist because of the death of his parents, hating himself is only the first step.
The tiniest step. "
The mortal was completely unable to understand what the other party meant, and he shouted: "You crazy people! Crazy people."
And the soldier laughed, his smile was extremely oozing. The sutures at the corners of his mouth were stretched because he opened his mouth too wide. The wounds were torn again, and his pale face looked unusually ferocious.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Yifeng originally thought that this memory should be over, but he did not expect that this neurotic traitor was very pious, and the prayers in his heart never stopped, as if he wanted to make up for all the breath he owed before.
There are almost no breaks in the picture.
The look in his eyes felt familiar to Yifeng. It was the look in the eyes of a craftsman looking at a work of art, the look in the eyes of every White Scar kid when he showed off his talents, but what he did made Yifeng extremely disgusted.
He carefully carved two skulls, as if he was performing a ritual religiously, and covered the skulls with a nano-protective layer.
"You were a drag on us when you were alive. Those fools in Ultramar often interrupted the missions that should have been completed and returned to rescue because of your attacks. Medusa will always be ruled by ten warlord tribes, even though some of them There is corruption and no one can stand up to them.”
He caressed the skull as if performing the final steps of a ritual.
"You are dead, that's it. We are not a group of proud idiots from the empire who exchange the death and disability of thousands of chosen ones for one warrior. We will only sacrifice the two of you, right, one on the left and one on the right. Two, the apothecary chooses the child and you go with it. There will never be a mortal family created because of the Eighth Legion."
He raised two skulls high and hung them on the recruit tank where the chosen one's child was. He would go in and out of it many times in the future. He would recover in it after each operation and then come out to fight for a period of time. Surgery, fight, surgery, fight….
Until death.
The last words Yifeng heard were, "Okay, Sethus, we intercepted their supplies, now it's time to repay them and move towards the war zone."
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"Hold this place," William said.
This veteran, who is often ignored by the priests, is a staunch follower of the Emperor. Prayer is just a form, and inner piety is the core of the power of faith.
The opponent took the first step, and the "twin bolters" opened fire quickly.
The Terminator of the Sons of Horus revealed half of his body. This Gastelin Terminator was a cavalry type, and his shield blocked all attacks. His counterattacks were extremely sharp, and the bolter's counterattacks barely hit the bunker. Half on the wall.
The soldiers at the front were lucky enough to have a few ricochet rounds, but one explosive bomb passed through layers of obstacles and accurately penetrated Charles's head through the gaps in the steel.
"Charles is down!"
"withdraw."
The soldiers in front of the bunker left quickly, leaving the gun emplacement empty.
Several traitors appeared after the Terminator. They relied on the Gastlin veterans to advance and laughed at the cowardice of the soldiers in front.
"Boom~~~"
The sound of explosions overwhelmed them.
The bomb located directly above the passage detonated, and the messy debris mixed with the wall panels fell down, suppressing the Terminator for a short time.
The ruins were shaking, and everyone knew that this weight could not hold the other party down.
The Sons of Horus quickly moved to the edge of the gap and pushed up the wall on one side.
When you hear the charging footsteps of the White Scar children, they are already in your face.
Carrying the Green Temple's unique Fear Spear variant, Keshevich charged towards the downtrodden Terminator, and when the wall was lifted, he inserted it immediately.
The Terminator warriors were killed, and the Sons of Horus immediately fired through the gaps in the collapsed walls, and the two sides began to fight.
During the retreat, Keshevich's power pack was shot, causing it to lose power, and William pulled him back.
The White Scars once again hid their figures, and the Sons of Horus blasted open the passage, cleared the charge route, and launched a new round of attacks.
They rushed through the passage, and the powerful ion beam instantly penetrated the pioneer's waist. When he fell to the other side, his head was exposed, and William shot him in the head.
Gaje and William work well together, but the other has experienced countless wars and reacts very quickly.
The melee between the two sides began. Keshevich stood still, maintaining the flexibility of his upper body at the cost of not moving his lower body. He died standing.
As the shooter in the back row covered by corpses, Gaje's ion sniper rifle passed through the gaps between the armors and hit the enemy. William went up to hit the enemy, and the battle between the two sides was extremely fierce.
The two of them killed the three enemies who rushed in and then retreated to the rear bunker that had been prepared. It was not so much a bunker as the wall of the back room, with several shooting holes punched in it.
The Son of Horus threw a grenade, which bounced off the wall and fell behind the bunker. After the explosion, two enemies rushed into the bunker, one on the left and the other on the right.
They didn't see any enemies after entering. Gaje killed the enemy on the left with one shot from above, while William fell from the sky and inserted a knife into the opponent's neck.
The reinforcements behind the enemy fired intensively and penetrated the captain. Yifeng did not know how Jiajie died. He could only confirm that no enemy crossed their defense line at that time.
Revisiting an old place is like carving a boat in search of a sword.
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"Forward! The warriors of Jaghatai Khan will never stand still!"
Yifeng heard familiar words that would have brought tears to his eyes a few years ago.
The Deika in front of him is very young. He doesn't have some horrific scars on his face, his eyes are shining, and there is no sacred relic of the Chapter Leader on his back. There is no double-knife trap on his back, but a jet of air. Backpack.
"You can wait until you become the Chapter Leader to discuss this matter! Boy, you have to attack quickly in tactics and be careful in strategy. Learn from it." The speaker, Yifeng, is unknown to him. He may be a statue that once stood in the flagship. , he cannot see the face of the praying person.
.....
Except for a certain atoning nun who prayed in front of a mirror.
They were on a Thunderhawk, not a regular Thunderhawk seat. What Deika said just now should have been shouted to the driver. They had just been picked up from a war zone, and the blood on their bodies had not been wiped clean.
"If I kill the orcs in an area, can I be the chapter leader?"
"No, you have to cut me down."
A statue appeared in Yifeng's mind. It was the appearance of the previous chapter leader. Within a few seconds, this memory was shattered with Deika's next words.
"Why? Is it because your sword skills have never been as good as the chapter leader (current)?"
With just one sentence, people can conclude that you are either a son of Jaghatai or a son of Dorne.
The Thunder Eagle paused in the air for a while and did not attack immediately.
The distance to the next area was too close, and Thunder Eagle even retreated a certain distance to ensure that there was enough road for him to accelerate and be at the highest speed when contacting the enemy.
"That's almost it. Let's go."
With a command, Thunder Eagle began to accelerate at full power, and the perspective shook. Yifeng finally saw clearly where they were?
The Thunderhawk can transport more than just Tactical Squads, Terminators, and Centurions.
It can also transport motorcycles.
About four motorcycles and a few commando squad soldiers were ready, with the commando squad soldiers sitting on the back seats of the motorcycles.
With a shrill scream, all the weapons of the Thunderhawk gunship spit out tongues of fire. At a height of several meters above the ground, Thunder opened the rear hatch without slowing down.
The motorcycle fell upside down, making sure to move in the same direction as the Thunder Eagle, and accelerating the wheels to full power in the air.
The landing was very bumpy, but the White Scar boy was like lightning falling from the sky, tearing apart the orcs' defense in an instant.
There was not just one Thunder Eagle. In the field of vision, there were at least four Thunder Eagles attacking from different directions, cutting the orc troops to pieces in an instant.
The power broadsword cut the enemy rapidly, and the orc was cut in half before he could see his opponent clearly.
The chaos caused by the surprise attack lasted only a moment.
"Deika, let's go!"
The jetpack is activated, and Yifeng can take it in with all his heart, as if Deika is really his little brother.
The four assault warriors flew up, flew a long distance with the help of inertia, and crashed into the orc boss's guard circle in one breath.
The attack was quick, and Yifeng's remaining ego gave him a trace of contempt.
Is this the orc boss?
The next moment, I saw an assault warrior flying in front of the orc boss and hitting him directly in the face.
The warrior was riding on the enemy and inserted a knife under the opponent's neck. From a human point of view, it should be at the collarbone, but the orcs did not have such a part.
The orc boss did not die as a result, even though the blade had completely submerged into his body, leaving only the hilt.
He grabbed the assault warrior, glanced here from the corner of his eye, waved his arm thicker than the Astartes waist, picked up the warrior and threw it towards Deika.
The two collided in the air and fell to the ground. Due to the influence of the orc's Waaaagh psychic energy, Yifeng could not see clearly what was happening in the prayer's field of vision.
crooked? What about the signal? Is the Wi-Fi signal so bad?
Emperor, how did you endure it? If I had encountered this situation in an Internet cafe, I would have exposed it long ago...
Wait, what is an Internet cafe?
I seem to have forgotten something important, I'll look for it.
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When the memory resumed, there were many other memories separated in between. Sometimes Yifeng was the Emperor's Champion of the Black Templar, sometimes it was Calgar, sometimes it was Laust...
He has begun to forget his identity, but countless memories have given him the illusion that I am very, very strong.
Most of the prayers are very short and can be said in a battlefield for a while before being drowned out by gunfire, but some are very powerful.
What about destroying the demon engine with one punch, and killing the Chaos Champion with a Jedi counterattack? The battle lasted very long and left a deep impression.
When he re-entered the perspective of the "weak" Green Templar Warrior, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
I don’t know the specific chronological order. There is no change in Deyka’s face at this time, but the person praying has changed.
This warrior is smaller, so...
No, this is not a warrior.
"Follow my footsteps as much as possible. I know it's more difficult in our group, but the same is true for White Scar's sub-groups." Deika said.
The prayer nodded, his prayer was simple, that he could follow Deika's footsteps and die by the Astartes' side.
This is a combat servant, possibly a good friend of Deyka. He is lucky to have survived the transformation failure, and now he is qualified to step into the inhuman battlefield.
The "metal wall" in front suddenly fell down. It was a large vehicle that had never been seen in Yifeng's memory. The soldiers rushed out. There was an attacking motorcycle team in front to attract the attention of the gene stealers. The sound of roaring engines shocked the pure-blood chickens. The damage to a thief's hearing is fatal.
They don't even have motorcycles.
Yifeng thought so.
Are they still new recruits?
But this was the last prayer that had something to do with him. The combat servant threw down the pure-blood chicken thief who stabbed Deyka before he died.
The following memories almost completely stopped, and they were all about the battle between the defenders near the Eye of Terror and Abaddon when the Fourteenth Black Crusade began.
Mixed in with now the march of the Black Legion.
Hey.
Yifeng laughed, and in his consciousness, he laughed.
Look at the history of empire backwards.
It seems that the human empire is getting better and better.