NABC Chapter 244 A little accident, the old brother’s summons
Chapter 244 A little accident, the old brother’s summons
Situ Val's next game was about to begin, against the champion of the Tianshi clan, but Yifeng did not go to watch the game.
Our Grand Master is wandering around inside the Phalanx. In the name of coming to the Phalanx for the first time and hoping to see the gift presented to the Emperor by the great Primarch, I visited most of the places allowed to be visited.
Phalanx itself is one of the best defensive fortresses, and there are many things that can be learned from it.
Just as Yifeng was "stealing his skills", he passed a corner and came face to face with a large group of Mechanicus members.
"Honorable Emperor's Angel, the area ahead will be undergoing a blessing ceremony and is temporarily unavailable."
"Omnisiah, above." Yifeng shouted casually and prepared to turn back.
"Please wait a moment, noble Emperor's Angel." As soon as Yifeng turned around, members of the Mechanicus called out to him.
"What's matter?"
"I am Haroth Loken, the great sage of the Martian Mechanicus. You can call me Haroth the sage."
"Okay, Sage Haros, what do you want?" Yifeng was a little impatient, while the other party was confused. He had already signed up for his number. At least tell me your name.
"If I'm not mistaken, this is a shield made from the bones of Sister Silence. I hope to borrow this sacred relic to ensure the safety of my next ceremony."
"Allow me to refuse, Great Sage Haroth. I have sworn to the Emperor that I will never leave this shield unless I die in battle."
Haros heard this and said a few words in the communication channel. It was obvious that the other party thought that the protection measures in his original plan were not perfect and wanted to work harder.
"This is a very important ceremony. For Omnisiah...for the Emperor, with the addition of this sacred relic, the success rate will be even higher."
"Your Majesty, if you cannot let me join in, then I refuse to provide you with the help you need. I am not part of your plan. Please act according to your plan."
Yifeng was quite curious about the next ceremony, but he definitely couldn't leave the shield.
"This... I need to discuss this with them. May I ask your identity..."
"Yang Xiuhao, a warrior of the Red Torrent, one of the agreement representatives who came to participate in the Feast of Blades."
The Great Sage spoke a few more words in the communication channel, and then said: "Are you willing to swear to the emperor that you will never reveal the ceremony you saw later?"
"Before that, you have to tell me how long this will take, what exactly I need to do, and who I am responsible for."
"Don't worry, you don't need to do anything. Just stand there and make sure the shield is in place. There is absolutely no danger. It will take about three Terra days."
"Lead the way."
Yifeng, who was wandering around, was successfully taken away like a "strong man". He walked through many strange places that are difficult to remember with Primaris memory. The strange gravity on the Shanzhen made Yifeng unable to distinguish where he was. He became more and more... Walk deeper and deeper until you reach a magnificent facility.
The black cylindrical facility is in operation, with a diameter of perhaps ten meters. The mechanical ring is constantly rotating, with golden stripes flashing above it, making it look like a core piece of equipment.
Our war leader, in the spirit of watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, happily stopped at the designated place. A large-scale psychic ritual was going to be carried out here. It was difficult to guarantee that the spreading psychic energy would not impact it. Among other facilities, I called Yifeng to come over.
Guilliman stood at the top. It was he who allowed Yifeng himself to come. He also used the excuse of confidentiality to chat with the red-armored warrior and explore the movements on the other side of the red torrent.
Several great psykers were in place, and an instrument that Tai Yifeng had never seen before was brought in by a servitor. The red-armored warrior stood like a sculpture in front of a mechanical door, not knowing what to do.
"Your Majesty the Great Sage, you still can't reveal to me what the ceremony is?"
"You don't need to know this. Oh, by the way, can the power sword you hang on your back be taken off? For safety reasons."
"For safety's sake, let it hang on my back."
Soon the ceremony venue was set up, a dazzling light lit up the bodies of the great psykers, and psychic energy was injected from their bodies into a ring-shaped instrument.
The instrument and the ring on the mechanical pillar came close to each other, and spiritual energy began to beat between the two mechanical rings.
After the light changed from red to green, the ring-shaped instrument exploded with a bang, and the mechanical shell fell off. Yifeng subconsciously wanted to step forward, but the Great Sage signaled that this was within the plan.
The mechanical ring without the shell is exactly the same as the one above. It rotates with the ring above, faster and faster, until the two rings rotate at the same speed.
The originally shining green light now turned into a yellow light, turning rapidly like a trace of gold inlaid in a ring.
"Get ready, everyone, for the impact."
Barriers were raised one after another, and Yifeng, who was doing nothing, saw the great sage Haros waving towards him, signaling to stand still.
A barrier was raised in front of Guilliman, but the Regent said it didn't matter. This "crude" defensive barrier was much brittle than the Armor of Destiny.
The newly added ring took the place of the old ring. At the Great Sage's command, the old ring exploded instantly, and the abundant psychic energy in it was like a psychic bomb, impacting the surrounding baffles.
These baffles are more or less mixed with the ashes of untouchable people, and have a powerful anti-psionic effect, absorbing all the psychic energy.
However, the splashing metal shell did not hit the baffle in the arc of descent expected by the Great Sage. Instead, it was suspended in the air and kept spinning in the gyrations of the psychic impact.
"Holy lightning saves me from trouble, the flesh and blood of God wither in pain, the gears rotate to reveal my heart, the Omnissiah is here..."
The voice of the great sage's words became louder and louder. Miraculously, the same voice as the great sage came out of the great psyker's mouth.
It was difficult for other Machine Souls to perform rituals of this level, and the Phalanx, a legacy from the golden age, ignored him at all.
The broken metal shell began to disintegrate strangely in the air, and under the influence of spiritual energy, it began to become soft and silky, like a silk ribbon floating in the sky.
"Lord Guilliman, something went wrong during the ceremony. Please leave with me immediately."
"No, it doesn't have to be." Guilliman rejected the Mechanicus personnel beside him.
Guilliman stared closely at the surging psychic ocean in front of him. The winner had silently appeared behind Guilliman.
Yifeng felt something was wrong and wanted to stabilize the Great Sage, but the escape of psychic energy blocked the communication channel. The Great Sage's words could not penetrate the layers of psychic waves and reach Yifeng's tactical helmet.
Suddenly, the metal shell shattered, and countless fragments flew in all directions, clanging against the baffle. The one flying towards Yifeng was particularly powerful. It penetrated the baffle and spun towards the baffle. Yifeng flew away.
Yifeng did not dare to hold it up, so he held the golden sword tightly in his hand and swung out the sword. The fragments strangely changed their flight path and floated upward, avoiding Yifeng's slash.
But after entering the anti-psychic shield area, flying became obviously difficult, and finally fell down, puffing black smoke, and was cut in half by Yifeng's sword.
The wave of psychic energy suddenly disappeared, but the detector on the Great Sage's waist sounded an alarm sound of "di di di di~".
"Attention! There is a subspace rift!" All the baffles pressed forward, trying to prevent the rift from occurring, but the huge fluctuations made it impossible for the servitors to push the baffles.
All the spiritual energy suddenly shrank to a point and no longer dispersed in the air. Yifeng successfully heard the great sage's cry and walked forward quickly.
"Haros, step up!"
The Great Sage of Haros was about to open the filter. No one could look directly at the light of the subspace, not even the smallest crack. However, he heard a loud shout behind him and his body failed to react. A pair of big feet had already stepped heavily on it. on his body.
The combined weight of Yifeng's heavy armor and heavy anti-psychic shield was terrifying. One kick dented the great sage's "back", causing Yifeng to leap into the air.
Both the Imperial Guard and Guilliman looked at this heroic red-armored warrior in surprise. The arrival of the Untouchable Shield greatly strengthened the reality barrier. An undefined sound came from the subspace, and a long tentacle stretched out. , and then the crack closed, pinching off this tentacle.
Yifeng crossed over from the original crack, and a buzzing sound suddenly appeared in his mind. This was an attack on the physical level. The gas in the creation point of this subspace crack with a diameter of less than one meter was vibrating at a terrifying frequency. The strength is no less than that of Yifeng standing on the battleship's plasma engine that is fully activated.
Our battle leader felt that all the flesh and blood in his body was disintegrating, and a mouthful of blood brewed from his mouth and fell from the sky.
The broken tentacle below bounced on the ground, and then suddenly grew more than a dozen branches, wrapping around the large psykers.
At this moment, the golden sword light flashed, and the imperial army holding the spear of the guard appeared out of nowhere. The weapons in their hands danced like wind, and all the tentacles were cut off in a flash of lightning.
Yifeng hadn't landed at this time, and the guard's spear had more than a dozen tentacles inserted into it, and it hit Yifeng's shield steadily. It not only caused these subspace objects to wither in a twisted manner, but also slowed down the fall of the heavy armor. momentum.
Yifeng hit the ground hard and suffered serious internal injuries.
The Imperial Guards frowned. The warriors in front of them performed their duties, but seemed to have ruined their plan.
Guilliman smiled bitterly, forget it, there will be many opportunities in the future anyway.
Lariman's organs are rapidly repairing Yifeng's wounds. Our battle leader feels severe pain all over his body, as if he is falling apart. The blood has formed into black clots. If he is not wearing a battle armor at this time, then we can find a A new Uncle Black is born (not).
The Imperial Guard ignored Yifeng and left on their own, heading towards the room where Guilliman was.
Just when the Imperial Army had just taken a few steps away from Yifeng, a great psyker behind him, one of the participants in the ceremony, suddenly had a purple halo in his eyes, opened his mouth, and spit out a stream of psychic energy.
The air flow was extremely fast. Halfway through the flight, it turned into a ferocious mouth and bit into the Forbidden Army.
The observation window above suddenly shattered, and the Imperial Guard beside Guilliman jumped down, drew out the sword from his waist, and slashed at the mutated person quickly.
Guilliman stepped back a few steps and stood next to Ms. Joden. His speed frightened the primarch mother-in-law, and the fast-moving wind blew her down... Guilliman In arms.
The Custodian armed with the guard spear turned back with a sword. The power was so powerful that it scattered the big mouth transformed into psychic energy into the air. The big psyker corrupted by the warp burst out laughing, something Guilliman was familiar with. sound.
"Magnus."
"Be well, my brother."
Before the psyker could finish speaking, his head exploded.
The psykers around them were already weak. They were just human beings. Without their psychic powers, their reactions were much slower. Only then did they realize that someone was rebelling. Dots of blood suddenly disappeared in the air, condensing into a sentence that echoed in this sacred land.
"You will join us, yes, soon..."
With a serious look on his face, Guilliman protected Ms. Euton with one hand, his hand of dominance pointing towards the winner. "Is there anything left behind?"
"I didn't notice it." The winner's blade finally struck the headless corpse. He was very angry because he had been played by the devil.
Another forbidden soldier holding the spear of the guard rose up with a terrifying aura, staring at the several exhausted great psykers around him.
All the people he glanced at trembled, feeling an invisible pressure pressing towards them from the boundless void, pressing them to the ground, unable to move even a millimeter.
Except Yifeng.
He was lying on the ground.
After a while, the Imperial Fist Astartes monks who were guarding the door entered the place, and the Imperial Guard disappeared again, hiding somewhere unknown. Only Guilliman and the messy ceremony venue were left.
"What's going on, Prince Regent, what happened!" The warriors of the Imperial Fists were very angry. What did Guilliman want to do to their chapter monastery!
"During the consecration ceremony, the subspace enemy took the opportunity to attack. Don't worry, it has been solved and the surrounding rituals have been completed."
A son of Dorne fell to the ground with a weak breath (Yi Feng). The Imperial Fists warrior was very angry. He didn't receive the notice that Guilliman was here at all. Where is my brother who "followed" Guilliman?
Yifeng finally staggered to his feet at this time.
"The Emperor is supreme, the human empire will be victorious!" Yifeng shouted, indicating that he had not been corrupted, and then walked forward slowly.
"Great Sage Haros, are you okay?" Haros was kicked by Yifeng. At this time, his body was stooped, but he was not resentful and said to Yifeng very gratefully: "Thank you for your bravery, you are Excellent warrior, loyal angel of the great Emperor."
Yifeng said that it would be fine if he said politely, "Remember to deliver the reward to our war group on time." Then he left.
reward? The Great Sage Haros decided to repair his memory. Did we just talk about the reward? Which memory area did I put it in?
Guilliman wanted to call out Yifeng, but the reward he just said reminded him that Red Torrent hadn't received the black stone materials yet.
However, the angry warriors of the Imperial Fists relentlessly questioned him and asked him to explain what happened. The helpless Guilliman had to start arguing with him. The relationship between the Ultramarines and the Imperial Fists could not get worse. The Empire There is enough internal division.
Yifeng limped back to the battle group's "station".
Situ Val was already lying on the "bed". He was defeated and was given the title of Tianshi Group champion for nothing.
The top four have been announced.
Imperial Fists, Celestial Lions Chapter, Black Templars and Conquerors Chapter.
The Crimson Fist champion who had been talking loudly before met the defending champion Emperor Fist boss, but unfortunately lost.
The Black Templars will face off against the Imperial Fists next, while the Celestial Lions will face off against the Conquerors.
The Conqueror Chapter is one of the war groups guarding the Eye of Terror. Their fighting style is very consuming of mortals. As long as they can win, they will not hesitate to give up the mortals of the entire planet.
They are very similar to the Black Templars and have similar concepts. However, because they have been guarding the Eye of Terror for a long time and have no "expedition" as an excuse, they are a Codex group and their numbers have been severely reduced.
When Situ Val woke up leisurely, he saw Yifeng, the great rice cook, stealing his nutritious meal.
"Brother Yifeng...how is the situation now?"
"Well, the Imperial Fist was defeated by the champion of the Black Templars. He wants to have a showdown with the champion of the Tianshi Chapter."
"Well, please explain, where were you when I was in the battle cage?"
"This is it~~"
"Is the Phalanx a place you can hang out on?"
"I met a group of Mechanicus people..."
"That's good."
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"What did you trick the Mechanicus into again?"
Yifeng didn't want to speak and threw a big haha at Situ Waer.
The Feast of Blades has entered the final stage. The finals are very exciting, but we say that there seems to be a big secret. The champion of the Black Templar lost to the champion of the Tianshi Chapter and was defeated.
But judging from his relationship with the Conqueror Chapter and the Tianshi Chapter, it seems that he is just to help the Tianshi Chapter win the Blade of Dorne.
The relationship between the Tianshi Chapter and the Inquisition is almost at war with each other. I don’t know what the Inquisition is crazy about. It has been passed down from generation to generation to target the Tianshi Chapter. If they take the Blade of Dorn this time, no matter how bold the Inquisition is, they will not Dare to make enemies of all the Sons of Dorne.
If the Blades of Dorn and the Celestial Lions Chapter "disappear", then the Seventh Legion may reappear.
The champion of the Celestial Lions proudly raised the sacred relic, the Blade of Dorne, while the Imperial Fists also took out the sacred relic for all chapters to admire - the Hand of the Primarch.
Rogal Dorn disappeared in a battle, leaving only one hand, which was already engraved with the names of the Imperial Fists' past chapter masters...
Yifeng cooperated with many war groups during this exchange event. With his strong technical reserves and Situ Val's outstanding performance, he won the recognition of many war groups. Of course, some war groups are very grudges. We are As a mixed battle group, they refuse to have any dealings with us.
Even as the other warriors took off their helmets to identify themselves as Sons of Dorne, there were still calls to expel us from the Feast of Blades.
The status of the leader of the thirty-two battle groups and the top eight is not enough to gain the respect of some old groups.
However, the Imperial Fist supported Yifeng. Guilliman said that Yifeng fell into a dying state while struggling to protect the Phalanx. The Imperial Fist had a fight with Guilliman in turn and obtained " winning".
The Imperial Fists, who were in a good mood, announced that Red Torrent was qualified to participate in the Feast of Blades and fully inherited the identity of the Will of the Storm chapter, thus eliminating the petty thoughts of other chapters.
The feast was soon over. The ceremony was important, but not as important as the expulsion of the enemies of the Emperor. The Astartes re-entered their warships.
The Emperor's Emissary Chapter has carefully collected information about Situ Val, and will never let him win so easily next time they meet.
Invite's Light Chapter hurried back, preparing to take out some good items dug out from the warehouse in exchange for the technology in Yifeng's hands.
The Great Sage of Haros sent a message to Mars in confusion, asking him to give a 20% discount to the representatives of the Red Torrent Chapter who came to buy souvenirs from Mars. Then the Eternal Mountain was filled with finely crafted chainswords, bolters, ion guns and melta weapons produced on Mars.
The Blackstone was carefully loaded onto the battleship, and Guilliman sincerely wished that this chapter would perform well in the coming wars, which would be of great help to him in promoting the establishment of a mixed warband with multiple seeds.
The huge body of the Eternal Mountain jumped into the unpredictable subspace, and instead of heading towards the home star, it headed directly towards Lang Juxu.
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"The precious property...will appear on...yes, the sixth planet of the Eye of Spiritual Vision. It is Astartes, a battle barge." Under the gray robe, An old Eldar's eyes were white, and he was surrounded by uncontrollable psychic energy fluctuations.
She was half-kneeling on the high platform of the bridge. Although her expression was painful, she was extremely pious.
Below, a female Eldar has a heroic appearance, wearing a thin white engraved battle armor, holding a crescent silver sword, and covered with a translucent robe, perfectly showing off her graceful figure.
"Astartes? Only one ship?"
"Yes, I saw one."
"Is there any bad omen in the prophecy?"
"No, my child, prophecies are rarely this vague. I can only see black precious objects, and some enemies wearing red armor."
"Call me captain. Now on the bridge, I order, prepare to take action. The enemy only has one warship, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
The Eldar are dying slowly, but they are still everywhere in the universe. The Dark Eldar are plundering the galaxy, the Ark Eldar are traveling in the hidden places of the galaxy, the Wild Eldar live in a corner, and more, these are the ones. Guy.
Eldar pirates.
Relying on the excellent performance of warships, they plunder and live in the universe. Their high-tech attacks can quickly paralyze the engines of enemy ships. Then they will dance lightly and kill those who protect the treasure with precise and elegant attacks. people.
The ships they plunder often become space hulks, because the needs of the Eldar completely depend on their preferences. A large number of things that humans consider precious will be left in the blood-covered ships, drifting in the galaxy, waiting for lucky adventures. explore.
"My daughter, have you thought about it?"
"Call me Captain!, Elros's fleet is coming, we have to make a good plan."