Chapter 541 The Black Legion Appears

The blood is flowing, and the soul in the blood is rising.

The servants of Chaos wielded their swords and sacrificed heads and blood.

And in the center of the magic circle that was piled up to form the Jingguan, a huge blood pool was filling up rapidly.

The face of the deceased emerged in the blood, and corresponding to the location of the real universe, the kingdom of the Blood God deep in the subspace was slowly opening.

On the throne, which was piled and cast with bare bones and brass, the terrifying figure felt the sacrifice.

Then a ray of blood that was so rich that it was nauseating was lowered from the kingdom of God in the blood god's pleasure.

"It's done!"

Seeing the bloody light emerging from the capital, the fallen Astartes felt relieved.

The rising power is absorbing the blood in the ceremony, and then after condensing the power of the soul, it emits penetrating light toward the distant depths of the void.

Then the black fleet appeared.

The red light originating from the Blood God penetrated the barrier of reality and went straight to the other end of the hazy star field - behind the Eye of Terror.

Under siege by the empire, the fleet under the Black Warmaster finally found a way to penetrate the defenses.

A subspace route that had never been traveled by anyone suddenly appeared in front of the Black Legion's fleet.

And everyone on the Spirit of Vengeance knows that this is the gods using their infinite power to help the person they favor.

Warmaster of the Black Legion, heir to the great Gene-Father Horus Luperkar, master of the Word of Terror, and co-master of all Chaos Astartes - Abaddon.

He sat majestically on the throne, and the Claw of Horus and the magic sword Draconion, which symbolized his authority, were quietly by his side.

Hundreds of Astartes warriors from different legions stood quietly in the hall under his throne.

And at the center of this power that could destroy half of the empire were his most trusted warriors from the former Sons of Horus.

They are his sword and his shield.

It is the hand with which he carries out his will, and it is also the cornerstone on which he relies to maintain his status.

As the vanguard of the Black Legion and the leader of the Abaddon Guards - Farkus Kaibo.

As a matter of course, he led his war gang and stood proudly at the forefront of the legion.

"Go, bring it back for me..."

Abaddon said this, while his eyes were looking at Farkus 1 Kaibo.

So the Messengers of Despair appeared on the agricultural world called Farr in battleships before the main force of the large fleet.

The purpose of his trip was to bring back the sacred object that the Warmaster needed in the prophecy.

The void was torn apart and the portal was opened.

Twenty warships covered with blasphemous runes jumped out of the twisted energy vortex.

Macrocannons are taking aim, and fighter planes are gathering.

The Chaos Fleet quickly completed its observation of the surrounding environment. After confirming that there was no threat, it descended straight down. While occupying the upper orbit, it began to project a "rain of fire" to the ground...

So beautiful.

The Chaos Astartes on Hive Zerita sighed.

And those "meteors" that were full of blood and destruction in his eyes quickly approached him after breaking through the atmosphere.

In the archives at that time, Sulla and his team had just found the Inquisitor's relics after a difficult battle.

But they didn't know that now that the whereabouts of the holy objects had finally been determined, they themselves had become the enemy's guides.

"Follow them..." Alstin was on the Eldar spacecraft, giving orders to the infiltration troops on the ground.

On the Silver Dawn, which was still at the edge of the galaxy, Calvin also noticed the changes that occurred in the center of the galaxy.

"Twenty battleships..." Calvin looked at the data fed back from the Silver Dawn.

On both sides of the long table in front of him, stood the entire fleet of high-ranking officers.

The black fleet was distributed on the holographic projector in front of him, and the main ships among them were highlighted.

"Eight capital ships..." Tabos added.

"Can we fight?" Calvin looked at the former, and Tabos also understood the implication of the original body's words.

As a Glory Queen-class battleship, the Silver Dawn will naturally not be afraid of opponents of this level.

Among these battleships belonging to the Chaos side, except for the two battleships that were still a threat, there was not even a third battleship that could withstand the full blow of the Queen of Glory.

However, the enemies here are not just these traitors.

The alien fleet may appear at any time, and as the leader of the fleet, he must take these variables into consideration.

A battle that's rich, but very likely to descend into a melee.

Of course it's not a problem whether he can fight or not, but he really can't guarantee whether he can successfully complete the goal.

"I can fight!" Tabers gritted his teeth and stood up from his seat to assure him.

"As long as they completely enter low orbit, within 20 hours... no, within 10 hours, I am sure the battle will be over!"

"You said it!" Calvin nodded at Tabos, then put away his smile and looked around.

"Did you hear that? The fleet is confident that the battle will be over within 20 hours.

The number of enemies on the ground is unknown, but it won't be too many.

Our principle is to fight quickly and not give the enemy a chance to reinforce.

Are you sure? "

"Us?" The officers, including the Tindaros Legion, looked at each other, and everyone's eyes finally looked at the end of the seat.

"We have no problem, but what is the strategic purpose? Take over the defense here, or evacuate after seizing the holy relic?"

Sir Sutherland felt the pressure, and then looked at the airdrop pods that were scattered to the ground on the holographic projector.

His question made everyone look back at the ground of Farr.

Especially the commanders of the Tindalos Legion, who frequently swept their eyes from various defense nodes.

"Strategic purpose..." Calvin was also thinking.

The reinforcements from the direction of Lucius have not arrived yet, and the enemy's strength is increasing.

The Chaos Fleet in front of us will never be the main force of the enemy.

And if the holy relic is really as important as Calvin thought.

Then once this unit is defeated, the opponent will definitely have a stronger counterattack...

"Prepare to hold on." Calvin looked at the people of the Tindalos Legion and asked them with his eyes.

And these veterans who have been fighting for many years naturally did not say anything, but simply stood up in a simple and neat manner to express their determination to their commander.

"That's settled." Calvin made up his mind and was the first to leave the conference room.

The Primarch's guards followed closely behind, and the group began to gather in the maintenance hall on the upper deck of the battleship with heavy steps.

The Imperial fleet, which had been dormant at the edge of the galaxy, also began to move towards the interior of the galaxy in the blazing tail flames of the plasma engine.

In the galaxy of the Farr Agricultural World, some tiny and secret monitoring stations are releasing observed information to the outer periphery of the galaxy with secret radio waves.

In the atmosphere, the fallen Astartes belonging to the Black Legion have already stepped onto the land of the Farr World amid the roar and explosion of the Death Claws.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dense trajectory of the woodcutters' guns flew over the heads of the Death Watch.

And behind the tactical cover of the smoke bomb, a shot from Sura's plasma pistol finally eliminated the source of the noise.

After leaving the archives, the special agent team followed the map and found the secret sanctuary.

Finally, they found the lost sanctuary at the bottom of the nest city.

And in this sanctuary, they finally saw the target of their mission this time - the legendary holy object that the heretic inquisitor Willskin missed.

The Hand of Darkness, this is the name they saw from the static position where the holy object was preserved.

The shape of this holy object has nothing to do with "hands", it is just a diamond-shaped, stone object like an energy battery.

But this is obviously not what they should care about, and they don't have time to care about this.

Sura and others just took out the holy object, put it in a special safe, and started to move with it on their backs.

The enemy's pursuit was so close that within a few minutes after they walked out of the sanctuary, fierce gunfire rang out again from the Seven Brothers who were exploring the way ahead.

"They are waiting!" Sura said a correct nonsense.

"Who are you waiting for?" Miris asked subconsciously, and then understood what Sura meant.

Waiting for reinforcements?

Of course, they have been waiting for reinforcements.

But from the enemy's increasingly fearless attitude, Miris also felt the pressure on them.

The reinforcements that can make the enemy ignore casualties and firmly fix them.

It is definitely an unprecedented strong enemy that gives them enough confidence to destroy them!

What about us?

Miris looked at Padilla in the center of the crowd with worry, and the sister who fell into a coma again was obviously unable to respond.

According to the original plan, the team should have moved to the nearest SHIELD station after obtaining the holy relics.

But the enemy's increased resistance on the battlefield made these veterans who were extremely sensitive to the battlefield hesitate.

There is no accident, and there will be no luck.

Boom!

A shell landed on the building in front of Miris, but the veteran was not afraid. He just had to shout to Sulla loudly because of the noise: "Stick to the original plan?"

"No choice!" Sulla also roared in response in the artillery fire.

It's not that he didn't try to get out of the battle and get rid of the enemy's positioning of them.

But the enemy obviously changed their tactical goals after receiving the previous defeat.

The enemy in front of them has not changed, but from their firepower arrangement, it can be seen that the enemy is no longer trying to deny the battle, but is firmly sticking to them, not giving them even a chance to get out of sight.

This change of tactical purpose and determination to execute are directly reflected in the previous battle.

Even if Sulla and other Astartes charge several times, they can't stop them from seeing the enemy following them in the rear position.

They have changed commanders, and they are consciously driving us away!

At a certain moment, Sulla suddenly understood the other party's intentions.

In the despair after understanding the conspiracy, what he didn't understand was why the expected enemy hadn't arrived yet...

"I want to know too!" Fakus Cabo, the leader of the Messenger of Despair and the vanguard of the Black Legion, cursed loudly.

It seemed like a curse of fate, or that they were rejected by the gods.

Since they completed the orbital airdrop, this powerful Astartes force has not had a single smooth operation in the following operations.

First, the SHIELD station on the ground lost control without any warning, and then rejected their identification code and destroyed their death claws loaded with ammunition.

Then the communication channel of the vassal army on the ground (the rebellious Kritov Eighth Regiment) was lost, which delayed the Hive City structure map by a full hour.

This unexpected delay was enough to annoy the soldiers of the Black Legion;

And then all the rail trains they encountered on the way to the deep hive city broke down, which further aroused Fakus's already irritable heart.

However, this was just the beginning.

Just when the vanguard of this warband reached the bottom of the hive city by the cargo elevator.

A group of howling banshees and snipers from the Eldar taught them a lesson with their usual raids and ambushes.

The Eldar certainly paid the price, but several people in this elite Terminator team also fell.

What made Fakus even more unacceptable was that the Empire team had already moved away from them when they were fighting with the Eldar.

Given the slow movement of the Terminators in the hive, he could only redeploy his troops and try to block the city in another direction.

Fakus was very angry, but that was all he had left.

He was not unaware of the traces of alien activity here, but he could not understand the position of these aliens.

But the Warmaster's emphasis on the Hand of Darkness was still before his eyes, and under great pressure, he could only pour his anger on the person in charge here.

"You are also a veteran of the Legion, you should know what this delay means to us..."

In the palace on the upper level of the hive, on the opposite side of the video signal screen, the giant wearing the Terminator was looking at him with the eyes of a dead man.

"Accident! This is an accident!" He explained in vain, and Fakus Cable was obviously impatient.

"Accident? You'd better pray that our plan goes smoothly. Otherwise... you can go and explain it to Lord Abaddon in person."

The communication was unilaterally cut off by Fakus, leaving the other side of the screen in panic.

On the periphery of the Farr galaxy, Alstin, who was on the Wraithbone spacecraft, was also under the same pressure.

"The order of the Prophet Council has arrived. You are dismissed, Lord Arsteen."

The tribe warrior in charge of supervision stood in front of Arsteen, looking at the sinner with indifference.

It was this person who abused the authority granted by the Prophet Council in the battle leading the Farr direction;

It was also this person who, after the traitor of the human empire appeared just now, squandered the lives of his people in a position that no Eldar could understand.

"I understand." Arsteen replied calmly, and this calmness aroused the anger of the tribe warrior even more.

He could not restrain his emotions, and rarely questioned the latter beyond the class of the two:

"Don't you have anything to say? Sinner!"

But at this time, Arsteen was no longer the person she knew.

He just stared at the former with his silver eyes, and then asked inhuman indifference:

"Just dismissed, but no clear ban, right?"

"...Yes" the tribe warrior answered reluctantly, and Alstin's next reaction was even more unexpected.

"Then, please allow me to participate in the battle on the ground in my personal capacity..."

Two chapters, two in one.