Chapter 96 The Second Legion, the Nine Heavens Army! (Subscription Request)
Chapter 95 The Second Legion, the Empyrean Army! (Subscription Request)
The Archangel and her guards followed the footsteps of the Lord of Steel into the interior of the Salimavis Fortress.
In the eyes of the Azkelon artist, the design of the exterior of the fortress had some considerations that went beyond practical needs. But as far as its interior was concerned, they were just insignificant accessories.
The space inside was cleverly shaped and had details as exquisite as the throne of Terra.
Its walls were polished smooth like marble and lit with recessed lumen strips. The cleanliness of the interior did not sacrifice its defensive function. Each spiral passage turned left as it descended, and each forward passage was filled with dark shooting holes and hidden sentries.
The Lord of Steel took them to a vaulted room deep in the center of the mountain.
This was a hall paved with rows of glittering marble, with many arrays of meditators placed on the smooth floor. The scarlet-robed Mechanicus sages and servitors moved through the intricate cables, and all the data was gathered on the spherical data analyzer suspended in the center of the hall.
The three sides of the hall were hung with decorative tapestries and paintings, large enough to cover the armored shell of the Titan mecha.
And the fourth wall facing them was a large screen.
Hundreds of images were flashing on the screen.
Behind Azkaylon and others, wide steps led to a raised mezzanine, where Perturabo arranged his command platform. The air in this room was filled with the smell of hot metal, grease and crafts. There were workbenches outside the corners, and forging knives were hung under the walls. The specific uses of many of the tools were unclear for a while.
The little angel opened the blueprint with a look of curiosity and appreciation on his face.
The former maintained a very bad balance, without the same confidence as me. Magnulon believed that the other party did not have 80% of his brilliance and could achieve a small achievement in the future.
‘Since you are his son, we belong to you.’ I held the Emperor’s hand and became the leader of your legion. This is the moment when you truly become a Thousand Sons. ”
I found that my eyes were a little wet, although these things have not happened for many years. But every time I recall it, my heart is as sweet as honey, and the whole person is shrouded in a dreamlike happiness.
With such a number of people, we can completely participate in the small expedition in the form of a legion.
Perturabo finished looking through piles of data charts.
But the Seventh Legion’s Tianshi noticed Lu Xiuchenglong’s gaze.
“You have won honors and recognition, your deeds have been praised in the Empire, and you are loved by fewer and fewer people. Everything is moving in a good direction.”
“You have some tasks that need his help to complete.”
“You swore to change, and it is true. "
You also cannot use microcurrent to paralyze all electronic components within the range, or even cut off the electrical signals used to participate in neural activities in the body, directly turning the opponent into a vegetable that cannot even lift a finger.
"You once spent a pleasant time with the soldiers of the 18th Legion under the Spirit of Vengeance. The warriors of the Shadow Moon Wolves taught you the skills of war and combat. You participated in the first war before returning to the Empire under the planet Ossinis, and the angels and shepherd wolves complemented each other on the battlefield..."
Just like the Fourth Legion and the Fourteenth Legion in the past, the warriors of the Seventh Legion gathered in different expedition fleets, using their psychic power to fight the White and Dark in the galaxy. But even under such good conditions, in terms of military merit alone, the Seventh Legion can still be ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the seventy Baweidi Special Legions.
Perturabo's attention was attracted by the sunny and irritable voice of the little angel, and my eyes fell on the drawings in the little angel's hand.
My eyes looked at the first of the eight people, Felix from the Iron Warriors. Although he did not take the initiative to speak, there was a sense of urging in his eyes. Felix panted heavily and remained silent.
"What is that? "
The Seventh Legion only has 700 people. Even after decades of development, the total number of the Seventh Legion is only 7,000 people today.
Under the white paper, there are dark design drawings, some mysterious devices, and beautiful arrangements of gears and motors. Those mysterious objects have nothing to do with the disaster happening on Dawn Star. But they are carefully placed by the Lord of Steel, and obviously have extraordinary significance.
In Magnuron's eyes.
Said,
"Your father saved you from the hell of mutation, so all of you are loyal to me."
"That is your guard captain Magnuron, and that is your chief captain Lashaolong."
"Your blood relatives, you must now tell him the situation facing Dawn Star and all kinds of troubles." Before introducing the personnel situation, the Lord of Steel slowly retreated to work. I walked to my workbench in small steps and operated it below.
"Those are your two low-level military advisors. "Iron Lord Perturabo's voice interrupted Magnulon's thoughts, and I pointed to the two Iron Warriors who were processing data and said, "We are Hakka and Barben Falck."
That gives you a baseline requirement.
Outside that small room.
The latter looks like a fighter, with a thick waist and a small part of muscle covering the shoulders.
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You are not a casual person, and you have a great pursuit of honor and power. You have always left all the affairs of the legion to La Shaolong to deal with.
Introduced his two most mediocre offspring to the Lord of Steel.
Sheng Lu Xiucheng patted the Lord of Steel on the shoulder with a sincere heart, and was thinking about what kind of excuse he would have to find to sneak out of the command room later.
"You are not a veteran of the Fourth Legion, but a new recruit from Azkai."
I thought about it and agreed, "That planet only needs you, him, and the damn idiot who knows where to go. You have unlimited time, but the task is very difficult. You need to work together to complete it and save the planet."
Two Iron Warriors stood at the command desk in the center of the space, switching data lists between the glowing labels of the starship. It can't be seen from the deep red light flashing in our eyes that our discussion is becoming cold.
And Qian took his eyes away from the Baweidi warrior and fell into thought.
Magnulon also saw two other Luxiu Chengte from the same legion.
With the wisdom of the Primarch, of course, he could understand the content below, but it was difficult for Saint Astra to devote himself to the research and planning of numbers like Pertuluxiu, and even to dig out fun from a small string of numbers, which was really incredible.
That makes your language have a power that can be seen but cannot be ignored. At least the Lord of Steel was quite pleased with his sister's praise.
Saint Astra felt a sense of impending trouble, but the wonderful thing was that he had found a suitable reason to get out of the tedious work.
Magnulon nodded politely.
"Your brother, you doubt that those tasks can only be handled properly by him."
The cruel transformation operation and the rare spiritual roots made the Seventh Legion the largest in number among all the legions.
The Four Sky Armies had a separate 70th transformation operation, in which we need to implant spiritual roots that can communicate with the power of the subspace.
Shi Ke's Bawei Diter transformation operation has 14.
"You are so humble and gentle. When you knelt in front of your children and swore to be loyal to us, everyone cried. Although you have been treated unfairly, your mother is kneeling in front of you now."
One of them was Qianjilisi, who was wearing crimson armor and had a horn-like protruding decoration under his helmet; the other was the Seventh Legion Heavenly Master, who was wearing black and white armor and had two swords and rune symbols on his shoulders. Qianjilisi's attention was completely immersed in the data that was like a stream of water behind him, and he was moved by everything that was happening inside.
And Saint Asta's smallest advantage was not sincerity, but sincerity plus the unique beauty among the Primarchs.
You need a maximum of eighty days, and continuous and discontinuous retrograde earth-to-space orbit flight, so that everyone can leave the planet.
I did not answer immediately, but fell into a memory of the early years. At this time, I had not returned to the Empire, and was still a prince under Olympia.
………………
“We thought our mother would force us to change and reward us with harsh punishments.”
“Before that, it was the reunion of the Legion.”
The little angel spoke.
Awaiman and Felix were listening to my stories very carefully.
Saint Astra leaned over and looked at the straw paper covered with equations.
Each Primarch, even Wolf King Russ, did not have a superhuman mind.
Saint Russ said carefully, “You saw his spaceship hovering in the low-Earth orbit of Dawn Star. In order to resist the gravity of the planet, the fuel of the spaceship was burning backward at an alarming speed.”
“You will remember the scene when you first saw the angel under Azkai on this distant morning many years later.”
That still includes the time and efficiency loss caused by flight time, air traffic bottlenecks, refueling and continuous maintenance. If you are interested in that data, you can list the mathematical formulas and he can even take it to look at it. "
Kano knew that it was his own illusion.
"There are a total of 4.17 million people waiting to be evacuated under the Dawn Star. Apart from the Light of Hesitation, the typical capacity of the inter-orbital transporter you can use is about 800 people. Your ground-to-space orbit cannot be launched about 1,000 times a day, carrying about 800,000 people away from the planet.
A dense stream of data immediately appeared on the small screen behind.
At the same time, during that process, we also need to complete 444 times of extreme mental and physical pressure. To ensure that our bodies can withstand that force and our spirits can resist the erosion of the chaotic power of the subspace.
I reached out and took off my helmet, revealing a firm and serious face. I have yellow skin and white hair, and my appearance is almost completely inferior to the Blood Angels. But my brows are always furrowed, and I am worried, which makes me look a little gloomy.
The latter had a smile on his face and seemed to be completely immersed in the story, sharing Kano's happiness and joy. The former has an expression on his face, but the crunching sound of his teeth can often be heard. When Kano looked at Felix in surprise, the voice disappeared again.
"After Lu Xiuchengsi returned to the legion, you were tortured by a terrible disease. Of the original seven thousand Thousand Sons, there were only a thousand left when you met your father." Awaiman added, " But before your father returned, this disease that caused mutations disappeared out of thin air. Although your father did not tell you what price I paid, it is obvious that one of my eyes disappeared from under me forever. Yes."
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The Celestial Masters of the Thunder Department can only summon destructive thunder from the subspace.
It's just that we pay too little for that power. Lu Xiuchengte, who must be said to be incredible, was chosen among one hundred thousand people. In this way, the Heavenly Master of the Seventh Legion will be able to successfully screen out one candidate among one million candidates.
It is the Lu Xiuchengte warrior who is just the Iron Warrior.
At this moment, he suddenly saw various data squeezed up from a planet appearing in front of him. Sheng Lu Xiucheng felt as if he was drowned by the ocean of data.
The natural smile on Saint Asta's face did not freeze before he saw the series of numbers.
"But there is no..."
The amount of data displayed under the plotting gauges is bewildering: loading rates, travel times, cargo capacity, fuel reserves, fleet rotations, population inflows, food levels, water supplies, airdrop schedules and the hundreds of variables that come into play in the evacuation equation.
At that time, Saint Asta's keen eyes found some messy semi-finished products from under the workbench——
"That is Atava, the model warrior of the Thousand Sons Legion and the personal guard of Zi Zhikus." Petuluxiu introduced, pointing to Qianlu Xiucheng who was wearing scarlet armor. I paused briefly, then pointed at the Heavenly Master of the Seventh Legion and said, "That is Qin Shuo, a telepathic master from the Baiyun Department of the Seventh Legion."
Awaiman then said, "But you can still recall that when Prospero suddenly knelt before the Emperor, the Librarians swore an oath.
The Seventh Legion has four small companies: Doube, Lei, Xuantan, Liesu, Fire, Water, Baiyun, Qiankun, and Vajra.
"You are one of the first seven thousand Thousand Sons born under Terra. The scene when you and your father and son, the Librarians, first met has not become blurry for some unknown reason."
The Seventh Legion is called the Four Heavens Army. Like the Thousand Sons of the Seventeenth Legion, every Baweite outside possesses powerful and unique psychic powers.
"As you saw when you came here, the situation is optimistic."
"What he said is wrong." Petuluxiu nodded. "That is a necessary trade-off between the fuel consumption and the overall travel time of the trans-atmospheric spacecraft. Even if the round-trip distance only increases by dozens of kilometers, the total savings The time it takes to get up will be considerable.”
False lies are hard to hide from our eyes.
Each small company has its own unique skills. For example, Dobu is good at using psychic energy to weaken his muscles and reaction speed, and can outnumber the enemy in close combat.
Kano finished sharing his story.
"At this time, the Fourth Legion is still the current Blood Angels. We are called ghosts. Because of our barbaric and cruel nature, we have been treated somewhat fairly. You can feel that these veterans are full of hostility towards you, and you can also feel that What comes to us is peace, fear and pride.”
He said it as if he was trying to prove his research.
When our Primarch returns.
Perturabo took out a small number of data charts and various equations covered with papyrus from outside the cabinet, and placed them behind Saint Asta.
"You led you to defeat these evil mutants under Azkai, so you dedicate your lives to you."
One can imagine how weak his individual strength is.
This is a glorious moment, a moment of rebirth.
After Awaiman finished speaking, the smile on my face became more serious and kind.