Chapter 553: Reinforcements From Lucius

"The auspicious instrument shows that the space energy is abnormal."

In the command deck cluster under his feet, a voice came from the direction of the detection array again.

"Category? Nature? Which direction?"

Tibers instantly cut off the call and looked at the deck seat of the detection array.

"Large starship, space jump-standard Manzeville point, second quadrant direction."

Hiss... at least five light points...Tibers weighed it in his mind.

The good news is that this is a distance that the fleet's firepower cannot reach at all, which also means that if the newcomer is an enemy, the Silver Dawn cannot be attacked;

The bad news is that if it is really an enemy, then there is really not much time left for them to evacuate.

"Emperor bless you."

Tibers prayed in his heart,

Abaddon's fleet is already a problem they cannot solve, and Mortarion's Death Guard will enter the scene later.

It is not easy for him to step on the time window and take back the holy relic.

If there are new enemies, then if the retreat direction is squeezed, they are not without the possibility of being bitten and annihilated.

+Don't worry... they won't come. +

The Galvans haven't arrived yet, but the voice has already sounded in the psychic communication.

The Primarch was leaving the teleportation hall and walking towards his own palace.

After a battle on the Spirit of Vengeance, Abaddon was no longer able to continue.

Even if he could forcefully suppress his injuries, the turmoil in the fleet would take time to sort out.

Although Mortarion's behavior made him a little confused, from the fact that he did not pursue him, the leader of the Death Guard Legion obviously had some concerns.

What is it?

What can make a demon Primarch keep his promise in front of the enemy and give up killing an important figure in the Empire?

Galvin didn't have any unrealistic expectations for Mortarion, let alone think that he would have a change of heart.

And the only thing that can stop a demon prince is the force that threatens his life.

Who is it?

Galvin turned his mind around, and then locked his target on the shadow lurking on him.

After all, the battle just now was still in front of him, and it was this guy who personally assured him that he could stop Mortarion's threat.

Who is he?

Calvin remained calm, thinking quickly in his mind.

But there was almost no sign of the shadow's appearance, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

+ Your warship is good and very distinctive. +

That voice sounded in Calvin's mind, showing great interest in the Silver Dawn.

+ Tell me? + Calvin felt the information in the words, and it seemed that he was not unfamiliar with the layout of the Queen of Glory.

+ What is this, an energy hub? Your warship seems to like energy weapons very much, and needs so many auxiliary devices? +

+ Yes, because of the needs of the Legion, our plasma engine must exceed the standard configuration. In order to make good use of this part of the energy redundancy, we also arranged more nova cannons on the bow. +

Calvin kept moving, and he was also explaining tirelessly in the psychic communication.

It is a good thing to be able to communicate, and the other party did not seem to refuse this kind of information exchange.

Calvin didn't want to use rhetoric to get information, but since the other party was willing, he was willing to treat it with sincerity and exchange some useful information while communicating.

+Is that so? Then your fleet... No, you don't have a fleet now.

But if you have one in the future, pure long-range combat will be one of your characteristics. +

The shadow was sensitive enough to this special weapon matching plan, and immediately pointed out the impact of the Silver Dawn on the style of the entire fleet.

And Calvin was not surprised at all, and even deliberately slowed down to give it more time to observe.

+Oh... What is that? Psionic Amplification Array? Why is it so big? This is no ordinary transmission equipment...+

The shadow asked again, it seemed that it had never seen this arrangement of psychic circuits throughout the entire ship.

You know, even the Thousand Sons, who are famous for psychic power and witchcraft, only use runes to complete this function.

As for a thorough transformation from the bottom of the battleship?

That's impossible, at least it was impossible under the official attitude of the Empire towards psychic power at that time.

And then, the emergence of the "Nikaia Agreement" completely sealed this future.

+Yes, we use psychic energy more radically. +

Calvin responded to the shadow's question and showed it his power.

The pure fire of order flowed in the hands of the primarch, and the coldness and silence in it made the shadow fall into silence.

+I understand... this is the meaning of your existence... this is also the specialness of your legion. +

Just like its ultimate grasp of the concept of "shadow", when Calvin's power was displayed in front of it, it also understood Calvin's "specialness".

The flowing white-gold flame was enough to make it feel instinctively uncomfortable at the first sight.

It was an extreme opposite to chaos, and it was a power that was enough to completely destroy everything.

+What's the price? +

It asked subconsciously, and then realized that it was talking too much.

+No, you don't need to answer me, let me see for myself. +

+As you wish...+Calvin replied with a little disappointment.

Transactions are two-way, and so are cooperation and coexistence.

Calvin is not afraid of it asking, but afraid of it not asking.

Just now, he was only a moment away from knowing its true identity.

Swish...

The heavy armored door opened to both sides, and the Primarch nodded to the Honor Guards and walked into his own bedroom alone.

The whole team of Templars looked at each other and resumed their previous duty sequence.

The large group of people left in silence, and only two people on duty continued to stand in front of the door with the clanging sound of the halberd of the goddess of vengeance.

"The astropath sent a contact signal! The reinforcements from Lucius have arrived!"

Tibers's excited figure appeared in front of Calvin's desk, and Calvin had just unarmed at this time.

With the two fleets belonging to Chaos beginning to evacuate, the appearance of this fleet finally gave Calvin real confidence in his heart.

And when the Black Legion temporarily retreated and the fleet belonging to Mortarion disappeared in the warp.

He began to wonder where the enemy would go next...well, and Allen.

The end of the millennium... the divided roads... the king who never gave up... and the place of the first fusion.

The information left by Mortarion can be called a riddle, but it has to be said that the time, concept, people, and place are all available.

There are no other shortcomings except that it is incomprehensible and does not sound like human language...

But where should I start?

Calvin is not good at this kind of prophecy, and after thinking about it, he can only let it go for the time being.

This is also related to Mortarion's words. From what he said, Allen's whereabouts seem to be of great importance, but there is indeed no danger to his life for the time being.

Let's think about the present. Calvin decided to contact Titan as soon as possible after this battle. After all, this kind of work is the professional scope of the Brotherhood of Prophet.

What he can do here is very limited, so it is better to leave professional problems to professionals.

The Chaos Fleet has left, but the Farr under his feet has become a problem for Calvin.

More than a dozen cities, led by the Zerita Hive, have not been spared from the successive pollution of Khorne and Nurgle.

The population here is already very small, and after two huge sacrificial ceremonies, it is no longer worth saving.

"Communication access request!" The servo skull reminded Calvin in his ear.

"Access allowed" Calvin looked up and looked forward. After the projector flickered slightly, several figures appeared in front of Calvin.

"In the name of the Emperor! Salute to you, the helmsman of the Eye of the Empire!"

The giant in the lead was wearing a black MKIV power armor, and the emblem on his body made Calvin feel familiar.

The silver-gray imperial wings and the skull symbolizing purity were cast on his breastplate, while lightning and explicit emblems appeared on his shoulder armor.

"Abusers? Which company are you from?" Calvin asked with interest.

What made him more concerned was that when this Astartes warrior appeared, he felt something strange in his shadow for a moment.

"Fifth Company! I'm Captain Isaac Alnida."

"Oh? I remember your defense zone is in Sepramundi? How is your company?"

Calvin asked softly. Meeting them here was a great pleasure.

Calvin knew that as a fleet supporting a lost star zone, there must be an Astartes regiment among them.

But to meet a regiment belonging to the Krieg Alliance here, it can only be said to be the blessing of the Emperor.

"Depending on your help." Alnida first expressed his gratitude to Calvin, and then continued:

"Our company is in good condition. The equipment distributed by the Alliance...is of great help to us. Now the entire company is only short of fifteen people, and can cope with any combat mission!"

"Very good!" Calvin replied to Alnida while paying attention to his shadow.

The mysterious existence fell into silence again after a moment of emotional fluctuations.

And Calvin was very curious about what would make it break its best hiding.

Alnida's report was completed, and then according to the sequence, the commander of this fleet would speak.

"In the name of the Golden Throne! Salute you! I am Admiral Vasilev, the lord of the Imperial Navy."

The bearded man in a red military uniform spoke, but his voice gave people an abnormal feeling of weakness.

The mechanically modified prosthetic eye that occupied one-third of his face caught Calvin's attention.

This is not a simple organ modification, nor is it a common body organ enhancement.

Calvin knew from the cables extending from the back of his head that this was a high-ranking officer who had undergone a sub-brain information integration and embedding surgery!

"Salute you too! The most loyal sword of the Empire!"

Calvin replied in a deep voice. The other party's mechanical transformation has proved his loyalty.

This huge equipment access is undoubtedly the best solution for the human brain and human body to cope with huge information flows when commanding fleet operations;

But this solution also has a huge demand for energy. Once the transformation is completed, it means that he can no longer leave the mechanical throne of the battleship.

Embed himself into the battleship and communicate directly with the machine soul of the entire battleship.

For a well-paid Imperial Navy, this behavior not only means that he has given up a stable and wealthy retirement life, but also means that he has decided to merge with the warship after his death.

On his left, another figure in a red robe also spoke at the right time, but from the completely anti-human word order, this person obviously has little experience in contact with the outside world of the Forge World.

"Praise the Lord of All Machines, Om Messiah! According to the ancient agreement... I... Kesel-7909-θ-Fermat... Lord of the Forge... Sage Ruler... From Lucius... Forge World, I greet you!"

"... Praise the Lord of All Machines, and greet you, respectfully..."

Calvin's eyes turned slightly, and he finally found the most suitable one from the other party's lengthy titles.

"Respected Lord of the Forge."

Hmm... This is the experience Calvin learned in Titan, and it is also the teaching of the veterans of the Grand Master Council.

When dealing with people with both academic and political identities, try to ignore his administrative title and give priority to his highest academic title.

Sure enough, this set of words is particularly useful for mechanical priests.

After receiving Calvin's correct feedback, the tall red-robed priest's eyes flickered (in the physical sense), and then used his synthesized electronic voice to rarely greet Calvin twice:

"Praise the incarnation of the Lord of All Machines... It's a pleasure to work with you."

Happy... to work together?

So there are some who are unhappy?

Subtle emotions appeared in Calvin's mind, and under his observation, the other representatives of the other side really showed some embarrassment on their faces.

Okay... This is still a patchwork unit!

Even from their greetings, it can be seen that they may not even have unified command!

Fortunately, Calvin is also an old fighter, and any adverse situation is within his psychological tolerance.

He decisively eliminated the brewing embarrassment and looked at the last person on the screen.

And feeling his gaze, the strong man in a gray-green military uniform with bare arms did not hesitate, and saluted Calvin directly:

"In accordance with the order of the Inquisition of the Misty Star Region, the 91st Catachan Corps reports to you!"

Catachan? That makes sense...

Calvin retracted his gaze with satisfaction, and the entire fleet began to confirm contact with Tibers on the bridge.

This fleet, which was temporarily pulled up by the Misty Star Region, finally found a person who could unify them after rushing to the edge of the war zone.

At this time, Calvin, who learned about the situation in the direction of Lucius from this fleet, finally calmed down his heart.

After all, that place still belongs to the Empire, and finally there is no war there.

A solid line of defense can give Calvin more confidence to take risks when facing the fog of war in the entire Gothic.

And the appearance of this company of abusers gave him a new sword in addition to the thousand Astartes warriors under his command.

"Hmm... did I forget something?"

Calvin, who finally had some free time, had an instinctive doubt, as if he had overlooked something in the meeting just now.

But after thinking about it, he still couldn't find the source of that weird feeling;

And on the other side of the Farr world under his feet, in the dense asteroid cluster, there was a fierce quarrel about him.

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