Chapter 41

Somewhere in the desert, home to the Stonebreaker tribe, the banner of the Swords of Hatred warband fluttered in the dry hot wind.

Although the Sword of Hatred is still trapped in this wild hive world with no trace in the records that he can find, compared with the confusion when he just jumped out of Mandeville Point, the battle of the Sword of Hatred is Captain Agost feels that the current situation is already very good - between the Astartes brothers from the Blood Ravens Chapter and those under his command, With the help of a mortal auxiliary force, the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred not only obtained many supplies that they had never thought they could obtain in this world, but also learned how to survive in such a bad situation. Techniques for searching for supplies - while many of these methods are very subtle and extremely un-Astartes, yet...

The encounters on this planet have clearly proven that if the Sword of Hatred finds itself in a similar predicament in some battles in the future, these techniques can be life-saving!

And now, he is eating a standard Astartes ration that he found in the warehouse before, tapping the data pad in front of him, thinking about how the battle group will collect resources in the next period of time, and calculating how much resources are left.

Chapter Leader Agost, who was able to enable the Chapter's mothership to conduct a mid-distance subspace voyage with absolute safety, received great news from the elusive Chosen God.

"Brother Bloodraven, what did you say? Did you receive a signal from the Adeptus Mechanicus?"

In the temporary command room of the Sword of Hatred Chapter, the leader of the Igust Chapter looked at the Blood Ravens' battle brothers who had come "uninvited" in surprise, and repeated what the God's Chosen had just said in an unbelieving tone. words.

"Although it is incredible, I have identified their signals and established a relatively stable two-way communication with them. This Mechanical Order was the order that was conducting relic excavation work with our battle group at that time, and it was the last one at that time. The beacon is also near the area where my team operates - it seems that when the relic was activated, they were also affected. "

The Chosen One nodded while pushing a data pad in front of Chapter Leader Igust - on the data pad, some simple 'communications' were flashing, indicating that it was currently in contact with something.

"this....."

Although when I first came into contact with God's Choice, God's Choice hinted that 'aside from his own frog, there may be other unlucky people in this world who are thrown by some unknown relic', but such 'unlucky people' 'And after the 'unlucky guy' from the Adeptus Mechanicus clearly appeared in this deserted world, Chapter Leader Agost still had some weird feelings in his heart - admittedly, things can be explained. But it was such a coincidence. In some sense, the appearance of these people from the Mechanicus was so coincidental that Agost couldn't help but suspect that their arrival in this world was the intention of the Emperor!

"Don't worry, the people in this sect have good tempers and are very accomplished in the way of Ohm Messiah. With their help, with the materials we have now, your ship can be repaired to the point where it can support medium-length subspace The level of navigation is basically no problem.”

Seeing the hint of worry floating on Agost's face, he thought that the Chapter Leader was worried about whether the Sword of Hatred Chapter could have a good relationship with the Egg's Oil Man. The Divine Chosen immediately patted his chest and assured that the communication issue must be OK. After hearing the words of God's Chosen, Igust put away the suspicion in his heart, sorted out his confused mentality for a few seconds, stood up, and connected to the battle group's communication channel.

"Daken, take all the technical sergeants who can leave the mission at hand, and let's go greet a group of distinguished guests."

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The sun is scorching hot and the air is like fire.

On the endless sea of ​​sand, several shining flags fluttered fiercely in the hot wind, clearly informing everyone who saw them that the emperor's servants had arrived in this world. The heavy sound of the engine suppressed the sound of the wind, causing slight vibrations to be transmitted in all directions along the gravel ground. The heavily armed Inquisitor servants and armed servitors patrolled the crowd repeatedly, making sure that these 'barbarians' who had just had the opportunity to touch the glory of the Emperor had honestly worn the equipment in accordance with their Inquisitor's orders. Wear what you need and pick up the tools you need to carry - after several days of suppression and education, Chen Feng The people who are still alive in the tribe basically understand some of the 'rules' that the people of the empire should know, and have temporarily become barbarians with 'a glimmer of hope of being saved' in the eyes of Judge Orogan - of course, are these people worthy of being saved? The final salvation, Judge Orogan means, depends on their 'performance and dedication'.

"Your Majesty Judge, everything is ready."

After repeatedly inspecting the Dustwind tribe's team and making sure that everyone was prepared as required, Judge Orogan's deputy walked up to his master and whispered to a man who was still observing carefully. A report from a high-ranking inquisitor who proved something related to aliens.

"Very well, divide them into four teams, and then select the strongest one from the most obedient person in each team, and give him the responsibility of captain - and at the same time, distribute water and food to his team The authority is also delegated to him, and other things, as usual, I hope to see the results within half a month."

After hearing the report of his deputy, the high-ranking inquisitor who was basically satisfied with the progress nodded with satisfaction. After putting away the things in his hands, he issued the arrangements - indeed, as the Holy Hammer Order, their main business is and Chaos fights, but in the face of the evil xenos hidden in history, the members of the Order don't mind crossing the line just a little in order to unleash the Emperor's wrath upon them.

"Your will."

After the judge's deputy slightly saluted the high-ranking judge, he turned and walked towards the crowd who were still standing neatly under the scorching sun - well, although, the terrible fact that neither the judge nor his people knew was... ...

Their chat, word for word, entered the ears of some distant beings who would cause myocardial infarction to occur actively or passively when they saw it. In the Chenfeng Tribe's queue, four obedient and strong people have been 'internally generated', waiting to be selected by the Inquisitor's deputy.

13. Meeting of the ‘Assassin’s Court’

Nim had never missed life in the tribe so much.

Although a week ago, he extremely hated the sense of routine and longed for changes in his life - but now, he has profoundly

He realized that even though he had to do various things under the scorching sun every day under the command of the chief elder of the tribe, and even though he had not enough to eat and barely had enough water to survive, at that time, he At least it can guarantee that he can do something he likes for a short period of time after nightfall to relax his boring nerves. He can at least have a decent sleep every night. Not like now——

Although the place where he worked was far away from the scorching heat of the star, and although he could even smell a trace of moisture in the air, he felt that some parts of his nasal cavity that had long been disabled had a little sense of 'maybe alive' again, but , nearly doubling the working hours in a day made Nim perfectly understand what "real exhaustion" is! '——As the initial excitement and fear were emptied, in just over a week, Nim felt that his mind had been completely emptied by the so-called emperor's holy teachings, and the whistles of starting and ending work. , as well as whips or other work-related things, although, until now, Nim has no idea what use those emperor's holy words of unknown meaning have for his current excavation work... ..

"Get up! Get up! You lazy fool! If I catch you being lazy again! Your drinking water will be halved today!!!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded in Nim's ears, pulling him out of his chaotic thoughts. At this time, Nim realized that he didn't know when the action at hand had stopped, and he His head has already been bent towards his tool - there is no doubt that he has begun to lose focus due to excessive exhaustion!

"Yes...thank you, Captain Rawls."

Realizing how dangerous his situation was, Nim hurriedly held his tools with his hands and thanked his captain frantically - he knew very well that according to the rules of that scary-looking guy, he had just His mistake was enough to deprive him of most of his food and water today. If his captain let him go, if he was found out, , will also be punished by harsh punishment of sitting together - three days ago, the captain of the team next door did something similar and spared a middle-aged man who was too tired so he took a short rest during working hours. Nim still shudders when recalling the horrific scene in which he was tied up in the sea of ​​sand and executed after being reported by a man who wanted to be a captain.

"Work hard and the Emperor is watching you."

After throwing these words away, the man known as Rolls disappeared into the dark cave like a ghost. Nimu, who felt his hands sink slightly, widened his eyes slightly. After looking around for no one around him, he carefully put the things Rolls had just given him into a small pocket on his clothes. , and tried his best to flatten his pocket so as not to be noticed by others.

——Because it is, a small pack of drinking water.

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Dim light.

Just enough shade to hide the face.

Soft background music of unknown meaning.

And, floating on the holographic battle map, all aspects of a certain high-level judge's camp.

"...So, why do we have to make the environment like this?"

From the shadows, the political commissar's voice sounded a bit bitter.

"We are now playing the role of the boss of the Assassin's Court! As the Assassin's Court, shouldn't it be natural to have some atmosphere?"

Abathur's tone was calm.

"Speaking of which, what we have been doing these days is not very Assassin's Court, right? We are all thinking about how to ensure that the locals survive as much as possible - for this purpose, my chess piece was briefly out of the game for a day."

Ji Jing rubbed his forehead, his words full of helplessness - the captain who was kidnapped and executed a few days ago was his Callidus assassin chess piece, but the people who used the Inquisitor had no idea that they were kidnapping a chess piece. The information gap between the Callidus Assassin and the chess piece itself is strictly a property of subspace existence. Silence's chess piece, which can be said to be nothing happened that day, After resting at night, he strolled back and allowed the whistleblower who thought he would be able to have a good time and drink in the future to get the reward called "life reopening" in peace, and then he became like him and calmly continued to carry out the silent plan. The instructions - according to Ji Jingjing's complaint, 'If I leave the experience and operation of this chess piece to GW, I can write a somewhat interesting short story'!

"Generally, after all, you can't just watch something happen, right? Having said that, you all have some idea of ​​what this inquisitor brother discovered, right?" Monthly fee group 694936135

Gu, who was the first to have the assassin unit arrive - although it was a mistake - swiped the flickering screen in front of him with his hand, causing a pile of information with key points to appear in front of him. After hearing Gu's words, basically all the hammer guys were stunned. nodded.

"Judging from the twists and turns that this Inquisitor brother dug out and sorted out, regardless of some things that have not even appeared on the background board, there is either a Necron tomb world buried underground in this world. Or bury a Douya family network tunnel - both of them are very suitable for receiving an extermination order when they are out of control. It is assumed that this inquisitor brother's operation caused one of the two to start messing around. , realizing that he had committed a heinous crime, he used the order of extermination to connect himself to the world.

It is not an abnormal behavior for the whole world to be bombarded. "

Liang Feifan said.

"And both of them meet the conditions for the empire to abandon the world in a hurry - but having said that, the ribs really caught the empire's eye. If you start from 30K, it is actually very low. According to the plot of GW, in the serious dynasty of eight hundred and ribs Before the laning, although the empire and Paigu were mostly defeated, because the threats were too fragmented, the Empire regarded Paigu as an alien with no foundation. "

While Jing Jing, a professional Paigu chess player, agreed with Liang Feifan's idea, he also raised a very interesting question - the background of the Necron faction was changed due to some historical reasons. As a result, this faction's serious power in the plot was actually in 30 -4 The timeline of 0K is already halfway through. Assuming that the galaxy was abandoned in the early stage, then the Imperial people at that time would not think there was any problem with the Necron at all. A bunch of oil guys were pouting at the grave of the ribs. The probability of playing things off is actually higher!

"So, Silence, do you think the answer is the abandoned webway gate?"

Listening to Silence's analysis, the political commissar sister was thoughtful.

"It's hard to say. Big E said that he didn't see any problems in the world before the extermination order. In some sense, it can be used as an explanation that 'the problems in this world are not related to psychic energy' - this Inquisitor brother When I was praying, the Extermination Order had already exploded, and I couldn’t even determine what the enemy was. Warhammer is a place where linear timelines are too easy to produce, and Big E may not be able to see the answer even if he looks back. "

Ji Jing shrugged her shoulders, saying that she was just analyzing, and knowing that there was really no way to lock down what kind of crazy thing the inquisitor dug out of the ground, the political commissar sister nodded and leaned on the back of her chair. superior.

"Then let's leave this as it is. We will continue to discuss it after the next round of clear information is available - God's Choice, Egg, how is the progress on your side?"

"It's okay. My oil man chess piece has already started to help Sword of Hatred check the damage of their strike cruiser. It will take at most a week to come up with a systematic repair plan. If everything goes well, we will have it in less than a month. Can get them away."

Eggs swear by it.

"Okay, although the judge here said that he wants to see the results within half a month, he has postponed the expected progress in the face of practical difficulties - with a little manipulation, we can make the Sword of Hatred completely unstoppable. Get out of here knowing what's going on - and hopefully nothing else will happen by then."

14. The signs that are beginning to appear

Broken sounds....

Continuous surging darkness...

A heavy and sad sigh...

The rising fire....

And the final nothingness...

In a feeling of emptiness that he had never experienced before, Judge Orogan, who was taking a nap in his seat, opened his one eye, took a deep breath to regain control of his body, and then quickly opened the He bought a device to monitor his physical condition and scanned himself in all directions.

"..."

It took about a minute before Orogan confirmed that all the parameters floating in front of his eyes were normal. The senior trial official gently held the armrest of the seat with his right hand, raised his left arm, pressed his elbow against the armrest of the seat on the other side, and supported his cheek with the back of his left hand, his whole body slightly Leaning on the seat, his eyes began to flicker with thoughts - if any of the high-ranking judge's confidants saw Orogan The way he looks now, he will definitely be out of his mind for at least half a minute due to fear, because only when he encounters a truly "big thing", the high-ranking judge of Orogan will assume the posture of a meditator. , and whenever the high-ranking Inquisitor Orogan poses like this, it is easy to see blood flowing into the river!

'I was dreaming...'

Because it's clear that dreams are the place where mortals are most likely to lose control when dealing with something for too long. Therefore, a long time ago, Judge Orogan transformed his brain through a series of mechanical or biological technologies, making himself a person who is almost unable to dream - the reason why he is almost incapable of dreaming is because he is almost incapable of dreaming. In some extremely special areas or at extremely special points in time, Orogan will still be dragged into the ocean of subconsciousness and glimpse some extremely dangerous clues - just like this time.

Moreover, according to Orogan's experience, his dreams not only peeked into things that could not be seen by normal means, but also always involved 'choices' - choices without the opportunity to make mistakes. After the previous few dreams, he With the emperor's blessing, he chose the right path in the matters he was dealing with at that time and ensured the interests of the empire. But this time, the invisible choice once again appeared in front of him, waiting for him coldly, urging him. He moves forward and makes moves.

'What is it trying to tell me? ’

Following the strong sense of responsibility belonging to the inquisitor, Orogan quickly connected his personal terminal to the computing device and analyzed the elements in the dream that he could still remember. Of course, Orogan did not know that in his own The moment he made this choice, his secret was no longer a secret...

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"...Brother Agost, I'm sorry,

Could you please describe again what you want me to do for you? "

Sitting on a flat rock in the camp of the Broken Rock Tribe, which has probably now been renamed as the Sword of Hatred Battle Group's camp, the god who is using his expertise in this advent body is holding an unidentified weapon in his hand. Know what kind of metal rod it is made of, use He looked at the leader of the Sword of Hatred Chapter who hurriedly came to look for his help with a "stupefied" expression - and at the same time used the recording system to play back his request to him just now. Well, he did hear it right. Igust just ran away. Come and ask yourself think tank questions!

"The think tank of our Chapter suddenly saw some pictures early this morning, some scene fragments that seemed to be meaningful, but he could not determine whether these pictures were revelations to our Chapter or traps dug by some beings for our Chapter. Therefore, Can you please go and give some Blood Crow wisdom to our think tank?”

"Indeed, our Blood Ravens Chapter is famous for its many think tanks, but I don't know much about this knowledge that is difficult to master with my ability."

Although the Chosen One is very happy that the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred regard themselves so much that they come to consult with them on matters predicted by the think tank, the Chosen One who knows very well that he is just an ordinary Hammer still decisively appeals to Igu. Ste showed that he had no knowledge in this area. Consciousness - As beings beyond the extra dimension, they can not care about the waves of fate rippling in the subspace. However, for these Astartes who were born and grew up in the 40K universe, a wrong judgment involving the subspace , the result can only be a disaster!

"However, although I can't give you direct advice on knowledge, I can still give you some other advice, such as..."

Of course, although he did not dare to draw a conclusion on this matter rashly, considering the evil nature of the 40K universe, the God of Choice decided to say something. He walked to Igust, patted his shoulder armor, and then pointed Pointing outside - over there, the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred, led by the oil guy from Egg, were working hard on the things they picked up this week and turning them into usable parts.

"Tell your think tank brothers that no matter what you see, seizing the moment is always the most important thing."

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"The high-ranking judge was thinking because of a dream, and the think tank of the Sword of Hatred saw a fragmented vision - why do I think it is not a coincidence that these two things happened at almost the same time?"

Above the Queen of Glory, Yu and Abathur have secretly placed their first batch of chess pieces near the Inquisitor's excavation site, ready to rush over at any time and place to connect the Inquisitor and his people. Liang Feifan, who was pinned to the ground, looked at the latest intelligence gathered by the hammer guys. , his brows almost wrinkled - as a hammer man who was so good at pretending to be a prophecy master in the last mission by using a bean sprout prophet to pretend to be a prophecy master, Liang Feifan can responsibly comment on prophecies - things like prophecies, The moment you know it, you're sticking your head in the hole!

"It's definitely not a coincidence. I highly suspect it's related to the progress of the Inquisitor's excavation. He may have touched the edge of something - but the strange thing is that our assassin chess pieces have not found anything abnormal in the excavation site so far..."

While talking, the political commissar sister flipped through the reports sent back by the assassin chess pieces of the Hammer guys this week - still no problems were found, but in some sense, this is the biggest problem.

"Anyway, this means that something is already at a critical point - I'm going to prepare my subsequent chess pieces and be ready to enter the field at any time. What about you?"

Silence rubbed his hands.

"Same, my Imperial Guard formation has been placed on the No. 2 launch platform, just waiting for this high-level Inquisitor to really mess things up."

Fifteen. The suddenly rising building

In Warhammer 40k, a universe full of malice that even the word deliberate cannot describe, what does it take to put a planetary system into a devastating crisis? The sweep of a huge subspace storm? The attack of a powerful space fleet? The influx of several renegade warbands? A completely invincible alien? Or a horrible Chaos sacrifice?

Undoubtedly, these are enough to plunge a planetary system of the Empire - or even a star region - into unrest. These are the heartaches that the Empire may spend ten or even a hundred years to solve. However, the reasons for the arrival of these disasters are often simple and ridiculous. It may originate from a star language that should not be sent, or from an accidentally exploded bomb, or from a wrong transaction, or from a resentful mortal doing something inappropriate at an inappropriate time...

Of course, there is another way, which is what the high-level judge is doing now - following a prophecy that seems to be correct and has the right purpose, after a series of operations, some sleeping beings are awakened from the deep darkness.

An existence full of malice towards the "living".

——————————Escape in all directions——————

“Ga-ga-hu-ga-si-”

Nim was running, running as hard as he could. Even the precious food bag in his pocket fell because of his running, which could not stop him from running. The pain that spread from his feet to his lungs could not stop his pace.

The road ahead was winding and his mind could no longer recognize which tunnel exit pointed to the ground, but he was still running.

Running for his own life.

However, the physiology of mortals has its limits. The desire for life and the fear of death witnessed not long ago can catalyze the function of the human body, but cannot give it energy. Finally, after running for an unknown period of time, Nim's legs could no longer withstand the pressure, and Nim fell softly on the slightly soft ground of the cave because it was mainly composed of sand. Even though Nim's brain repeatedly tried to ask his legs to work harder, his legs always responded to his expectations with violent reactions.

Impossible.

"Ha-ha-I-I'm-going-to-die-just-like-my-brother-I'm-turned-into-a-pile-of-ash-by-the-green-light-like-my-brother."

The imminent threat of death brought strange emotional fluctuations to the desperate Nim. With only the strength left to cry, he suddenly realized that there was a compassionate being whispering in his ear, reaching out its hand to him. As long as he could hold that hand tightly, he could live, he could live!

"Save...save me..."

Nim no longer cared whether the voice in his ear was an illusion, and even less cared what the price he would pay if the voice was not an illusion. Seeing the possibility of survival, Nim used up his remaining strength and tried his best to "reach out" to the voice, but he still failed to survive. Some inexplicable force firmly blocked the voice and intercepted the footsteps of its owner, so that no matter how hard it tried, it was blocked outside a curtain and could not get close to reality.

"Click-click-click-"

The sound of some kind of metal collision clearly reached Nim's ears, briefly shifting his attention back to reality. At this moment, Nim realized that in the short moment when he was stunned, at the other end of the passage, the strange creatures that could not be made by humans at a glance had already held weapons and walked slowly towards the place where he was lying. The green light lingering on them became brighter as they "approached me".

"Save me-I don't want to die-Save me-I can give anything-Save me-ah-!"

The dark green light illuminated the place where Nim was lying, and the rays of the Necrons easily burned Nim into a pool of ashes. However, before the body of this poor man disintegrated like dust, his five senses suddenly became extremely clear. In the blink of an eye when his consciousness was about to die, Nim saw the dark green curtain that prevented him from living, and clearly heard the sigh of the eternal existence behind the curtain. I heard that deep sigh that seemed to contain everything in the world.

Then, there was eternal darkness.

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“Hurry, hurry, hurry————!”

“Where are the conventional vanguards? Suppress the conventional vanguards first——!”

"God's Chosen, the Sword of Hatred... Well, I don't think we need to observe them. This light may be visible from outer space. If the Sword of Hatred doesn't investigate what happened, it's not an Astartes!"

"Egg, your oiler - well, you've already started - be careful, control your oiler tendencies, don't open two more big dumplings at once, otherwise things will be really bad!"