Chapter 26

Dur Howling Fang stood at the edge of a building, folded his hands, and quietly looked at the battlefield in the distance where the smoke had not yet dissipated. There, under the guidance of Sage Egg, the huge, shut down, but seriously contaminated and unusable God's Machine was being dismantled and destroyed in an orderly manner, with all safety procedures ensured. Aircraft took off and landed near it, delivering manpower and supplies. The Astartes of the Imperial Fists established a defense line near it to prevent any possible resurgence of heretics.

Well, of course, in Dur's opinion, even if there are still heretics alive in the world of Balaton, it is unlikely that they will have the courage to rush to the Titan dismantling site... After all, the heretics who can survive in such a situation must have a little brain, knowing what is a valuable tactical loss and what is a suicide...

Trample, tramp, tramp.

Just when Dur looked at the time and found that his rest time was almost over, and he was about to return to the place temporarily allocated to the Space Wolves as a base, he heard familiar footsteps. Without turning back, Dur knew that the person coming was the rune priest of his team, Tolom Frostscar.

"Tolom, how is the old wolf?"

"Before I came to you, he had recovered well from his injuries and complained to me that Aida didn't know the goods and didn't choose the best and strongest wolf wine we had - well, he also complained about me a little, saying that I didn't give the best wolf wine to the prophet's tribe."

Thinking of what Gary talked to him before he left, Tolom, who knew that the old gray hunter had completely walked out of the shock, also smiled slightly.

"Ah - you are worthy of being an old wolf. If it were me... I would probably still be in a depressed state now."

Knowing that Gary was recovering steadily both physically and mentally, Dur let out a long breath - he asked himself, if he had encountered everything that Gary the Wolf had encountered,

then, he might have fallen into autism in some sense.

"The reason why we are sad is to remind us not to forget the sacrifice, brother."

After saying this, Tolom also looked at the affairs list and determined what to do next.

"Tomorrow, there will be a brief meeting of all parties. We have to determine which world we will attack next. Now the captain can't get up from the bed for the time being, so you and I will go to this meeting."

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"Want a sip?"

"Don't dare, according to the setting of 40K, mortals will die if they drink Fenris's wolf wine."

"We are not mortals in this world, so, Liang Feifan, want a sip?"

"No, no, I think this wine should be drunk by the Chosen One. He made a very great contribution in this battle. , we should drink to celebrate our victory."

"Without the operation of your pawn, I would definitely not be able to invade the demon-engined Predator-class Titan so smoothly. Besides, this wine was requested by you, Liang Feifan, so you must be the first one to drink it-"

"How about, Sister Political Commissar, you come?"

"No thanks..."

On the Queen of Glory, the Hammers were surrounding a wine jar that looked a bit inconsistent with the overall style of 40K, and were discussing enthusiastically and fiercely who should take a sip of this thing-when Gary was just carried back to the rear for treatment, in order to In order to maximize the "malice" of the Eldar, and to complete the scenario of the Eldar supporting the Empire, Liang Feifan controlled an Eldar chess piece and ran to the room where the Galilean Wolf was being treated to find the Space Wolf man to ask for the promised wolf wine, and calmly told him the fact that his Skywalker Prophet chess piece was "sacrificed" to destroy the demon-engined void shield - although the Galilean Wolf calmly asked the Space Wolf Rune Priest next to him to take the Eldar chess piece to get the wine, Liang Feifan knew that his Eldar chess piece had just left the treatment room , and then Gary let out two sharp wolf howls...

"So, is there really no one who dares to drink this Fenris wolf wine? I just asked Big E, and he said don't worry, we will never have any physiological problems from this wolf wine."

Seeing that no one around dared to help him taste the spoils he had brought back this time, and he was not sure whether this thing would really cause any harm to his group of people, Liang Feifan shook his foreign aid decisively after thinking for a few seconds, and confirmed from Big E that they would never be completely injured by Fenris's wolf wine. Hearing Big E's guarantee, the other hammer guys finally showed a little eagerness to try.

"But it's better for you to drink the first sip, Liang Feifan? Anyway, nothing will happen, right?"

Silence began to add fuel to the fire.

".....Well, that's fine."

Because he was really curious about what Fenris's wolf wine tasted like, and with Big E's guarantee, Liang Feifan finally reached out his hand, poured the wine, and drank it——

With a "puff" sound, a large cloud of water mist was sprayed out, all in one go.

"Why does Fenris's wolf wine have the taste of white snake grass water? Could it be that this kind of hell drink also exists in the 40K universe?"

"What kind of hell taste is this? Let me drink it."

Seeing Liang Feifan spit out water, Shenxuan, who felt that he was getting curious, also poured a glass of wine and drank it in one sip——

"Puch!!"

God's Choice also succeeded in turning into a spray generator for a second.

"I didn't taste the snake grass water, but how did I get the taste of raw cucumber from this wine? By the way, there was also an inexplicable smell like the skin of some animal!"

"Huh? I don't believe this stuff tastes so weird!"

The two Hammermen were tricked and successfully attracted the third Hammerman to come and enjoy the taste of Fenrisian Wolf Wine. After a while, this strange-looking Hammerman followed in the footsteps of the first two - well, but it was a little better. Yes, Gu didn't drink it and spray it like Liang Feifan and God's Choice, but swallowed it hard.

"I...I mean, how did the old friends in Fenris manage to brew so many strange flavors together? Or is it simply our own problem? Because of our dimensions, we managed to drink Fenris Every flavor of wolf wine?”

He finally let his brain ignore the strange taste in his mouth and spoke.

"...According to the plot, Fenrisian Wolf Wine, which is basically fermented from a bunch of plants on Fenris, tastes like a mixture of engine oil and acid to the Space Marines - to put it bluntly, it doesn't It tastes good, so at least the taste of the wolf wine we are drinking is within the normal drinkable range?"

The Commissar frowned and thought. Although Fenris Wolf Wine is an important part of the background setting of the Space Wolves, GW did not describe it too much. Therefore, the Commissar recalled it in her mind for a long time before she remembered it. A short plot describing the taste of Fenrisian Wolf Wine.

"Probably... So, what should I do with the rest of the wine? I think it's a waste."

Hearing what the political commissar said about the original taste of Fenris Wolf Wine, Liang Feifan suddenly felt that he had brought back the taste of Fenris Wolf Wine.

It's not that unacceptable - well, although, although, he still doesn't want to drink it, and he can be sure that other people probably don't want to drink it either...

"That's not simple! This kind of thing is just the price of a punishment game! Most people are fine now, right?"

Abathur rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of a good idea.

The hammer guys nodded. Now that the world of Balaton is undergoing post-war inventory, the hammer guys really have nothing to do for a short time.

"Let's take the chess pieces we are currently CDing, pull up a table, and play a gang war that doesn't require too many units! Whoever loses gets a drink, how about that?"

"Sounds good?"

"Done! Come on!"

48. The next target world is...?

"...We have completed the reconstruction of 45.31% of the communication network in the main casting area, and 22.56% of the factories in the main casting area have been confirmed not to be contaminated by heretics and do not require human support. The production function has been restarted. In addition, the inventory of the warehouse area in the main casting area is also proceeding steadily. Currently, we have identified the following materials that can be utilized..."

The incarnation of the egg, Bishop Egger of the Greaser Chessmen, sat on his seat, shook his mechanical arm, and pulled out scenes of projections in the air, allowing various data to be displayed to other participating empire members - especially The data boards of Lord Mardiush and Rune Priest Trom, who temporarily replaced the Galli Wolf for the meeting, were displayed one by one. Looking at the information that represented good news, several real imperial people His expression finally changed from the seriousness just after the war to a hint of smile.

"...To sum up, our re-control progress on the Balaton world has advanced to 19.22%, and the re-control progress on the main casting area has advanced to 81.65%. Data calculations show that 23 "After Terra Nature, we will be able to re-establish the space route from Sotheki to Balaton."

After sputtering a lot of things, the Oil Guy Bishop of Egg sat down and gave up the right to speak to Gu - and when Gu's descendant chess piece stood up, he was very familiar with the Astartes' body in various states. The Rune Priest Tolom clearly realized that the Ultramarine's condition didn't seem to be very good?

"Brother Gu, after the meeting, can you please go to the Space Wolves' camp for a drink?"

Because he didn't know that the reason why this ultramarine who often dealt with him looked a little embarrassed was that his 'body' drank too much Fenrisian Wolf Wine, so that he was still in a state of A heart-wrenching truncation. Therefore, when Gu heard Tuolum's invitation to the banquet, it was natural that Gu felt something in his stomach churn.

"Thank you, but I still have a lot of work to do and can't rest."

After trying hard to throw some smells that were simply unacceptable to normal people from his mind, Gu quickly entered the state and began to report what he was responsible for. Trom was not angry after being rejected by Goo. After all, he also knew that once the Ultramarines Astartes were involved in management and diplomacy, more than 80% of them would become Workaholic...

"I have had a series of discussions with Liang Xianshi's people. The new leader they sent believes that although the prophecy has revealed the most critical scene, the end has not yet come. Therefore, they hope that both of us will continue the alliance. protocol."

"This group of Ada... I have to admit that they are indeed worthy of the wolf wine of Fenris."

Hearing that after suffering such losses, the Ark Eldar were still willing to continue fighting side by side with the Emperor, Trom couldn't help but smile - admittedly, as an Astartes, he still He will be wary that these aliens may do something detrimental to the empire at a critical moment. However, the tragic sacrifices made by the Adas in the recent Battle of Balaton have been recognized by this veteran warrior.

"Next, let me report..."

Seeing Gu sit down, the arrival of the political commissar sister - his commander who drove the legendary shadow sword immediately picked up the bus and reported the loss of the 51st regiment's vehicles in a serious manner. After the report, the political commissar sister immediately He turned around to control his iron-handed father and made another report.

In this way, one by one, the hammer guys used reports to inform the people of the True Empire in a very 'reasonable' way about the military forces that could still be mobilized, the materials that could be utilized, and other important battlefield data. ——As the intelligence and data in these reports slowly became intertwined into a web, the true purpose of the hammer guys also "surfaced".

"The battle in Balaton World can basically be declared to have entered the final stage, and the arrangement of troops and supplies will be completed in the near future. Next, which world should we choose as the main direction of attack in the next stage?"

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Drunk and dreaming of life and death, ignoring worldly affairs.

Calanz no longer knows how many days he has been immersed in the "Gentle Country" - or, in other words, since the war gang members he sent out to find the empire's possible space power disappeared inexplicably, and he did not even send a word back. , this person felt that something was completely wrong

The leader of the Angels of Paradise warband decisively plunged himself into extreme decadence - his destruction was so complete that even his chief wizard, who also belonged to the Slaanesh warband, could not stand it.

"Boom!!"

Accompanied by the sound of the door being violently kicked open, a ray of light was not too dazzling, but it was already a bit irritating to Calanz, who had been in the dark for a long time in his room with no light at all. Light fell upon the face of the leader of the Chaos Astartes warband. Under this 'fresh' pleasure, Calanz, who had just enjoyed a horrific meal with ingredients that no mortal could even imagine, finally opened his mutated and huge pupils and looked at the man standing at the door. people.

"Aha - my wizard, come on... I... I thought of a good cooking technique again, and now I also have the ingredients on hand, let's come together...?"

"No, Calanz, now is not the time."

The wizard of Calanz, who looked up and down for a while but found it useless, did not speak. He directly concentrated his spiritual energy to guide the power of joy in the supreme sky to the real world, and then blasted them into Calanz simply and crudely. in the room. When the purple halo representing the power of Slaanesh spread in the room and then disappeared, the leader of the Angels of Paradise warband, who experienced the fleeting joy, let out a loud voice that even the wizard had to lift his staff to defend himself. screams.

"Ah - ah!! Waste - waste! You can obviously - obviously you can -!"

"After everything is over, you have plenty of time to enjoy it. Now, the warband needs you to make a decision. Karanz, the power turbulence in the subspace tells me that Balaton's group of trash has no information. The false emperor's The dog is very likely to take control of it again."

"Um?"

Forty-nine. The troops are divided into two groups...probably

Udal World, Nest City No. 1, the original governor's residence.

Flesh becomes flowers, blood becomes rivers, bones become sculptures, skin becomes flags, and mourning becomes joy.

Surrounded by bursts of weird aroma that could make a mortal intoxicated to death, Calanz, whose brain was finally 'retrieved' by his chief wizard, sat in a prototype that was probably some kind of imperial vehicle, but the inside was completely Different gadgets, with several of their own soldiers, strode into this 'finely crafted' palace. Deep in this desecrated devil's cave, his chief wizard was already waiting there.

"Show me what you see, wizard."

After carefully selecting in the room for a while, he finally found a seat that satisfied him with its softness, smell, and screams. Calanz carefully lifted up the thin gauze on his body, which was very elegant. sat on it. He signaled his chief wizard to present the revelation of the Supreme Heaven before his eyes.

"yes."

Hearing Calansh's words, the Slaanesh wizard who had been waiting for this moment immediately channeled his filthy power, causing the sixty-six victims bound by him next to the ceremony table to be killed in less than tenths of a second. Precisely dismantled into 'living parts'. As the screams of the victims came to an abrupt end, the ritual venue, infected by pain, suddenly erupted with gorgeous deep purple light, mixed with countless weird lines that would make mortals go crazy or fall just by looking at it— -Although these lines quickly disappeared as the light dissipated, the unnatural observation ability of the Fallen of Slaanesh had allowed Calanz to easily imprint them into his mind.

"..."

After savoring the sensual pleasure this dark ritual gave him for a while, Karanshi slowly 'interpreted' the few words his wizard presented to him in his mind - following the lines lurking in the lines. The dark secret was stripped away in his mind, and a rare expression called 'solemnity' appeared on Karanshi's mutated face.

"Too many blanks, wizard, can you find some more sacrifices to make the revelation clearer?"

"Sorry, Karanz, finding this information is my limit."

He recalled that he wanted to get closer to the truth about Balaton, but before he even started casting the spell, he felt a strange, trembling feeling in his heart. The wizard of Slaanesh's warband decisively and un-Slaanesh admitted that his power had its limits, and would not increase his strength in this matter at all.

"How many more sacrifices can we find that can be used? I mean, the kind whose souls can still satisfy the Lord of Indulgence."

Hearing that his wizard rejected his proposal, Karanz nodded noncommittally and quickly assessed the known information in his mind - soon, the fallen Astartes came to the conclusion, no matter what Whether the world of Balaton was burned by the servants of the Corpse Emperor, even the few manpower under his command would be impossible to fight against such a force.

Ever since, he was ready to ‘do big things’.

"a lot of."

"Very good, then, apart from these sacrifices, how many mortals do we have that can be armed?"

"enough."

The wizard, who was fully aware of what his boss was planning in his mind, answered these two questions without any hesitation. After hearing his wizard's response, Karanshi felt that "this wave must be done." A 'gorgeous' smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Make all the other guys into suitable materials, and I will see the main areas of Udal decorated beautifully within a month - ah - it must be incomparable

Gorgeous..."

Karanshi, who had already 'imagined' what the future Udal world would look like in his mind, suddenly twitched his hands and feet, foamed at the mouth, and his body jerked, giving the poor man sitting on him a brief relief. Looking at the warband leader rolling around in the mess on the ground, the Slaanesh wizard, who no longer cared what he was going to do, nodded slowly.

"Do your will."

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"So, the next target is the Udal Hive World?"

Above the Queen of Glory, Shenjing, who had been idle for the past two days and was about to become moldy, stretched out her hand, pulling the rib carriers she projected into the universe, letting them wander aimlessly in the void, while chatting with the political commissar sister beside her. Touching the sky - and beside him, Abathur, who had been monitoring the psychic fluctuations in the world of Udal, was already eager to give it a try. He almost stuffed all the troops he could use into the spore sac, and F2A went down.

"Yes, although we have put forward the suggestion that the empire is currently a bit short of manpower and should we first find ways to obtain some veterans from the agricultural world, the two commanders of the empire believe that even though we have no support for Balaton The raid in this world can be said to be perfect, but as long as the military quality of Udal's world is not much lower than the average, it will be a matter of time for those heretical traitors to discover that Balaton has returned to the empire - so, although Udal sees it from all angles It has become a world of negative value. However, in order to prevent the entire Morton Hess galaxy from being too severely affected, solving Udal must be the top priority next. "

The political commissar shrugged her shoulders and gave a quiet answer.

"...A world with negative value? If this sounds like a normal situation, Udal seems to be subject to an extermination order."

Abathur complained with a subtle expression.

"After the meeting, I used Iron Father's chess piece to talk to the Rune Priest of the Wolf Group about this matter. He meant that in a certain sense, our attack on Udal must be an alternative extermination order. No pity, no sympathy."

"......this?"

After hearing what the political commissar said, the expressions of the two hammer guys who did not attend the meeting suddenly froze.

"It has been contained for too long, and we cannot be merciful now if we do not want to see the corruption resurgence from deep within Udal's core in the future - these were his words when we chatted with me."

The political commissar sighed heavily. Like other Hammers, he didn't want things to move towards a life-first perspective. But the hammer guys also understand that if they don't do this, they will have fled back to their world to find Big E in exchange for rewards. However, what about the empire?

"......In this case, the Imperials in the agricultural world will have to resist for at least a while longer - wait, how about? I'll go down and play with my spareribs?"

Thinking that he was idle in the sky, Silence suddenly clapped his hands and made a suggestion that made the political commissar sister twitch her eyebrows.

"....Are you going to remake the War in Heaven? Now that they haven't gone to the sky, it may be that the war is not exciting enough. Aren't you afraid that the greenskins will get excited and directly point out weird things to start messing around?"

"Actually, I think it's okay. The greenskins are afraid of decapitation. It's no harm to decapitate and cripple them in advance. How about this, I'll go down and play with some bean sprouts?"

Liang Feifan suddenly appeared, with an expression full of "I don't mind the big deal". Seeing that the two aliens reached a PY deal without any signs, Abathur also raised his hand.

"Alien coalition? Count me in!"