Chapter 114: Webway Expedition, First Encounter with Chaos Space Marines

"You have to be careful, any body modification should be done voluntarily."

Ryan reminded Harry, who said they would arrange for a psychiatrist to regularly confirm those joining the Adeptus Mechanicus.

Ryan sighed: "Actually, they are not even planning to recruit people, they are just servitors who need work. If the Emperor had not been tempering them during this period, the civic concept of Second Terra's education would be enough to make people respect themselves. , otherwise according to the original system of the empire, they would have been accustomed to using population as a resource. "

I hope that under the constraints of Second Terra, the Mechanicus here can also develop in the direction Ryan hopes for.

"One more thing. I have studied the empire's military system. When going on an expedition, there are usually state church priests accompanying the army. Santos is not going to Holy Terra to join the state church, but to become a member of our Second Terra. Priest, I hope to join the Webway Expedition."

Ryan was a little surprised when he heard Harry's words. He believed that after Santos lived in Second Terra for a period of time, he would never think of going to Holy Terra to join the state religion.

But he could obviously stay at the rear and assist Harry in handling the religious affairs of Second Terra, so why would he take the risk to participate in the expedition?

Ryan said: "Talk to him. If he really insists, let him follow. I am very happy to see that the original people of the Empire have contributed to the goal of Second Terra. He can actually stay in the rear. , it will be more useful to help you plan and design our belief system.”

Harry said reluctantly: "You said that too, but that guy always feels that he needs to be on the last line in order to show his piety."

"Let me try it. To be honest, he has also seen the composition of these Space Marines. There are no flag bearers in our combat team. These flags can indeed play a role when they are not available."

Santos explained slowly: "Little Roberto, that might be a bad thing!"

As soon as Roberto finished speaking, he walked back in small steps, as if he was walking on his own ship.

Hannock slowly tore up the first few pages of his notebook and finished talking about these relatively basic physics knowledge. I am not from a noble family, so I still know the basic education knowledge.

The overall variation of the power armor is not small. Only the protective parts corresponding to the obviously mutated body parts are removed. The small part of the power armor still worn under the body even maintains the shape when it leaves the factory. Is there any obvious change in the metal itself? Mutations.

"Either the opponent's ship does not have a considerable number of think tanks to deploy psychic protection, or it is not the case. These priests, who are regarded as followers of the false emperor, do not believe in the false emperor at all!"

Since leaving the protection range of Noah's Star Torch, these intense subspace energies have become violent, making people confused as to which of the two states is the true expression of subspace energy.

Chaos Space Marines often have little understanding of the Imperium's technological decline, or are even willing to understand.

Under our battleship, two dormant Noah's Star Torches are sleeping, waiting to be opened as soon as they arrive at the target location.

"Hey, sir, if you are sure you can read, I can teach you. Big boys can't go to school. You young people just learned some words. Although it is enough, the little man Geller said that people must If you pursue retreat, you will spend several months on the road when you go out to fight. You hope that sir, you can teach you less culture. You want to see other troops before going out and embarrass the Seventh Terra. "

Before we left our own star system, we retreated into subspace navigation. The Emperor's position has not been reviewed long ago, so it will be correct.

Roberto held the power ax in his hand that was embedded with the heads of several Space Marines, and walked step by step towards Santos.

A Chaos Space Marine wearing white Mark IV power armor, but exposing the unmutated upper arms and abdominal skin, looked at the psyker who was surrounded by other members of our warband.

Yan Shan always believed that Noah went directly to the subspace in order to prevent too violent actions from impacting the subspace, which would cause existing human beings to experience the impact of the subspace similar to the birth of the Eye of Terror.

But for soldiers, the worst we can do is learn how to use various weapons and equipment as quickly as possible, common combat strategies of imperial troops, etc., which is even more ineffective.

Santos became panicked, and the mutated tissues in various parts of his body even began to wail, and other people's mouths began to quarrel and chatter.

Because among these most taboo remarks, there are half-understood legends circulating:

If no one reacts at all when they retreat into the subspace, and even shows extremely weak adaptability and feels happy about it, this may mean that they themselves are not at risk of being corrupted by Chaos.

The Chaos Space Marines did not essentially become demons like the demonic originals, but still retained their own physical organization, so entering and exiting the subspace was not as troublesome as the demons.

Hearing that, Roberto raised his ax and made a mocking sound. Then he suppressed his laughter, laughed, and dropped the ax to the ground, holding his stomach.

"Santos, he is saying that his witchcraft is effective and has tempted these priests who have abandoned the false emperor. We should not have initiated civil strife at that time, which caused the battleship to slow down, which might have caused you to retreat and plunder enough resources. ”

We passed the starport identification very slowly, but we knew that the Mad Ax War Gang was not far away ambushing us at the entrance to the subspace where we last set off.

Our power armor helmets usually have regular horns, and the cracks in the eyes overflow with materialized chaotic brilliance, but the faint green of the electronic mirror.

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The medical department said that everything was abnormal, and even hoped that those who were wrong would not react.

The energy of the subspace is not the soul of all life, and even includes the souls of these lifeless beings.

Even without the protection of the Emperor's position and people's hesitant belief in Yanshan and Noah, a strange disease still broke out among the crowd. As long as everyone closes their eyes, they will hear their most beloved people saying something in their ears that sounds vague to us, tempting people to stretch their souls and tighten their nerves, wanting to hear vague, what no one is saying?

It is said that such a degree of subspace storm is not a manifestation of transcendent wisdom, tempting any existence who wants to pursue its secrets to step into it, and never leave from then on.

I understand what I hear, but I can only hold on to myself and the scriptures I have finished writing, and force myself to get rid of these voices outside my ears.

Silver light flickered in the characters. I wonder if it was the light of Noah or the play of a demon of similar nature.

Hanok, who thought he had no light mission, wrote the first line of words under the page:

Roberto calmed his weapon, sat back in the main seat, and issued an order:

I am a priest now, and I will teach us more knowledge, or explain the scriptures to us, so that people can gain spiritual love.

The Ice Fang Warband and the Faced Ones sailed out of the subspace and retreated for the only supply repair.

"Oh?"

Maybe when no one asked the Pope how many divisions I had before, no one would seriously explain that there were only a few divisions, and they all knew weapon technology.

People can resist the erosion of pollution and maintain themselves by believing in Yanshan. So it's time to believe in Noah and release the light they fear most to these filthy and dark enemies!

Few of the Seventh Terra soldiers who were born in the first million people had experienced the feeling of warp navigation when we evacuated the mother planet. There was even no protection from the Emperor. It was just that Geller relied on his domain ability to swipe monsters inside all day for protection.

I opened my notebook and was shocked to find that there were very few doctrines written in the two books below, but I couldn't recognize the meaning of the text. I only knew that this must be extremely low-level and secret knowledge. In the eyes of some psychics, this is not a wonderful witchcraft rule. In the eyes of the officials of the Empire, the text below is not a panacea for how to change the status quo of the Empire.

"That's the first time you heard such strange words. The priests of the state religion are the most loyal lackeys of the false emperor. After 10,000 years of baptism, the truth of the empire has long been swept into the trash can. The faith that replaced it, haha, is more corrupt than chaos."

Geller said, and sighed in his heart. In that world where there is no chance of realization as long as you doubt, no matter what the effect and process of realization are, there is indeed no supernatural power that will interfere with the reality he faces.

Hanok also volunteered to stay at the front. That would be the first battle I experienced.

Going deeper into the warp, these viewing windows have not been closed yet, which would allow any human to see what kind of crazy and magnificent scene the warp energy inside has not yet gathered.

"This bright man looks up at the sky, and prays for someone to give me darkness. Because when I decide to illuminate the darkness, I am not light."

That time we retreated into the warp, our adaptation was only slightly worse than that of the first time we retreated into the warp.

"Follow these ships, it seems that our destination is still far away, and we will leave the warp at most once in the middle to repair. You should take advantage of this time to attack the ships on the inside, and you will definitely be able to kill a captain of the Space Marines, so that you can have one less skull under your weapon."

I met an Eldar warrior in the church of the Seventh Terra, an Eldar warrior who had once become a giant.

These Chaos Space Marine warbands were so conspicuous in our eyes that it made people wonder if it was an ambush.

Gloria Garden World, now because of the approaching war, its nobles fled to the relatively dangerous star zone after the news.

Hanok, as a military chaplain, did not wear G1 power armor. I just brought a thick blank notebook and had not finished writing.

Hanok suggested curiously: "Gentlemen, you are grateful to teach them as much knowledge as you can. It is your honor. But they are self-deprecating. You know, as far as you know, your cultural level and moral cultivation are not at the level of the imperial army. You think they should immediately find the personnel of the Imperial Military Affairs Department before learning the basic characters, and teach them to use various types of imperial equipment."

Roberto stroked his axe blade, and the war gang members in front of him walked out one by one. There was also a rotten smell under us, which would alert people.

In comparison, the degree of mutation of this psychic who was caught by us as a tool was even milder than those of our Chaos Space Marines who had been around for thousands of years.

The Necrons have a technology called exorcism, which can make the inner intelligent life gradually chaotic and indifferent, lose emotions, and turn into a dead living person with only a physical body.

Harry asked tentatively: "If so, you also built a church under the battleship?"

I closed the cover and looked to the side. Several soldiers in the same dormitory came over generously. One of them said:

It's like the saying that is widely circulated in the Seventh Terra: The golden guy gave him a chance to survive, and the silver guy gave him the courage to survive.

Those Chaos Space Marines belonged to a warband called the Axe of Madness. The specific origin of the mother group is still unknown. Because of the disorder of the time in the subspace, there are not many Chaos veterans who have lived for thousands of years. In fact, our bodies may have only been worn out for hundreds of years.

The observers who have lived in the light of the Star Torch for a long time have no keen perception of any intense subspace energy except for the unavoidable damage to their physical eyes.

The transformed planet ship followed closely behind the expedition team of the Seventh Terra. At this time, Roberto still understood that I had made a very accurate decision, and the degree of the decision was second only to the choice to betray the Empire that year.

There are only 800 people in the People's Guardian Force, and their main role is not to be a mascot and watch how the Space Marines deal with these fallen brothers.

Axe of Madness did not explicitly believe in a certain Chaos God, so the power armor under his body was white, and there was not even a golden pattern.

Only the staff of the logistics department would see the power armor and weapons that needed maintenance every day. Obviously, those Astartes had training intensity that mortals could hardly imagine every day.

If these crazy inks that turned into giant gods, or rolled up storms of light years, or even reproduced the creation of the universe, splashed on the perspective mirror with completely distorted angles, they would go crazy on the spot and become a member of the Chaos Egg.

And now in the real subspace, these violent energies are like intelligent entities, which will make people feel a strong emotional impact. Whether it is positive or negative emotions, people will be unable to resist extreme behavior.

"Very bad, have you been discovered."

That shocked me very much. Other life individuals do not have the ability to transform into giants. I am determined to write a hymn for the light, but I don’t know how to start.

The pressure on the Emperor's position needs to be completely renovated in the real world before it can be restored to its best condition.

Slowly, a curfew was imposed inside the ship, and everyone, including the Astartes, could only stay in their own dormitory rooms until the ship left the most erotic area.

I kicked Santos away, picked up the axe, and chopped off the former's head.

In those terrible warp storms, even demons will be born from them, let alone any individuals without consciousness and intelligence.

So we didn't realize that the new psychic professional observer of the Seventh Terra, Er, had discovered us.

"Go find these bad brothers of yours, strip them of our armor, and take away our weapons. As for the mortals you meet on the road, just kill them, but there is no need to waste your time looking for trouble with us."

"You just teach them that knowledge, but in the real battlefield, they still have to rely on the experience of veterans and their own summary of the situation, and they can completely doubt the methods provided by the formula."

The regent is very happy that those nobles are causing trouble for me, and use that place as one of the transit stations for the transportation of war resources.

But once 44% of people face the situation of losing contact with the warp and losing their souls, we will only become victims and have no power to escape from it.

"Your Excellency Ryan, Your Excellency Noah, it's really blasphemous. It seems that you have to wait until you leave the warp before writing the scriptures."

After all, the weapons taken out by the opponent at that time are less powerful than the old models in their hands ten thousand years later.

When the two regiments completed the correction and set sail again, the newly equipped psychic observers under the ship discovered the enemy ambushed at the designated location.

Abaddon is about to launch the smallest White and Dark Expedition in history. We, the Chaos Space Marines, will also take advantage of the Empire's busy resistance to the Tyranids to attack the Deviants or the Forge World to seize the weapons and equipment needed for the White and Dark Expedition.

When we were still in Olympus, we often saw that the subspace ocean in the Astronomican was so intense and beautiful. These magical purple lights flowed in the trajectory that people could see, as if all the beauty of the soul was in it.

I have met Ryan. Although the concept of the state religion is not much different from Ryan himself, the role of the state religion itself is still negligible.

Finally, before I know how much time has passed, the warship sailed out of the safest subspace area and arrived at a relatively peaceful place.

These skulls that once belonged to loyal warriors have not been twisted and alienated, and have not been possessed by demons, and are placed under the axe blade.

At this time, the other party came to me and raised the axe heavily.

When the first ship was about to retreat into the warp, the Axe of Madness followed closely behind, activated the boarding teleportation that the abnormal space marines were fully capable of, and retreated to the bottom of the ship without a beacon.

The skull of the trophy swung under the axe blade of the weapon and made a clanging sound, but it was venting its anger, questioning why the owner would use a noble weapon to kill a big strong man.

The two continued to finalize some details of the Webway Expedition. Eight days ago, the expedition opened.

Although the citizens of Durya were slow to accept it, for the imperial compatriots who were less trapped in the suffering, the loyalty and faith in Ryan only made us end our lives, and our lives were not completely numb.

It was good, the demons were defeated and exiled, but we were killed, and our lives were really dead.

So who should spread Noah's image and deeds?

So I directly tore up the pages I wrote in the notebook, threw them into the exhaust pipe and burned them.

So at this time, new light is needed to bring people the courage to fight for life.

Santos gritted his teeth and said his speculation:

"Why is this, nothing has happened. He is a believer of Tzeentch, there must be no change, everything is going smoothly, so you should send him to see Tzeentch."

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Hanok is a military chaplain. I tried my best to comfort everyone, but even I could hear the chaotic and confused mumbling. Was it asking myself or inducing myself?

People who have no hesitation in their will or even strong faith, such as combat men, can maintain abnormality for a long time.

"You have learned those, but you don't understand some of the principles, such as parabola, quantitative angle, etc. The veterans only told you to adjust the angle of the gun by visual method. You want to know the deeper principles. Hehe, those are like physics knowledge. If you serve in the past, you must go back to school to learn them again."

"Yan Shanzhen, you are sure that your witchcraft has not taken effect. With the loyalty of these state priests to the pseudo-emperor, we will definitely follow the instructions of the suddenly appeared 'Ryan' and interfere with the operation of the battleship."

Because Hanok had heard Yan Shan mention that Ultraman usually only praises and nods.

The Ice Fangs commander, Halleck, decided to take advantage of the enemy's strategy. I judged that the enemy would attack the ships that retreated into the subspace channel, so several battle groups were concentrated in the front ships.

Yan Shanzhen did not see anything worthless from the following. I only recognized the parts I wrote, and felt that the words that suddenly appeared were the revelation given to me by Noah.

In the past, the classics recorded that the creators of these bards or choirs were all stories that were passed down and known to the public before they personally experienced various deeds.

A woman in a priest's robe was telling people about the parabola and acceleration calculation formula of the artillery shells. The painting style was really strange.

A ship transformed from a large planet was vigorously chasing the Space Marine warship that had just passed by. The warship showed no signs of slowing down.

"That's better off."

The various departments of the recovery operation were busy, especially the Emperor's Stand Generator and the warehouse where the Astronomican was stored. The sound of technical sergeants repairing and maintaining was everywhere.

The fallen psyker named Santos said respectfully, I carefully turned sideways, and looked at the Chaos Space Marines under the cover of the hyperplastic tissue on my head.

But I obviously didn't realize that I, a priest, was preaching for the first time, and I actually said those things.

The soldiers looked at each other with curiosity. Hanok nodded heavily and said:

The People's Guardians boarded the battleship of the Faced Ones and went to the direction of the planet Hopes with the Ice Fangs.

From the white shadow, a voice came:

At the same time, in the Emperor's Stand.

The subspace navigation is fun and safe. Although they are under the battleship of the Faced Ones, many people can see what the Space Marines are doing.