Seeing his comrade fall, the surviving dark angel was filled with grief and indignation, and resolutely chose to raise his gun and fight back.
A sudden battle.
No one was able to react in time.
Even though they had the strongest combat bodies and the fastest reaction speeds in the empire, it was difficult for them to figure out what was happening.
The warriors on the expeditionary fleet's side thought that the Dark Angels had rebelled, become conservative, and wanted to stifle the Empire's reforms, so they launched an attack on them.
The Dark Angels believed that the expeditionary fleet was sent in the name of Guilliman to destroy them.
After all, Caliban's secrets are enough to shake the Empire to its foundations.
What Lion the Lion does is not much different from what Horus did in the past.
The only difference is that Lion was not lost in the false promises of the Warp.
But outsiders wouldn't think so much once what happened in Caliban in the past was revealed.
Other forces in the Empire will only stubbornly believe that Lion, as the Primarch, has betrayed the Empire and surrendered to Chaos.
The surviving dark angel did not hesitate at all.
His excellent fighting instincts allowed him to shoot Cybers in one shot.
One of the opponent's arms was broken by the huge impact of the bomb.
Unfortunately, Cybers was already prepared.
He leaped into a notch, dodged the Dark Angel's next blast, and survived.
"Calm down, don't be impulsive." A soldier shouted, trying to calm both sides down.
After all, this incident happened too suddenly and they didn't receive any news.
"Traitor," Cyboth yelled, and fired again, narrowly missing the Dark Angel.
The Dark Angel warriors, who had originally thought that there was a misunderstanding, no longer held out any hope and stubbornly believed that the expeditionary fleet came just to eliminate them.
He fired continuously, forcing back several soldiers of the expedition fleet, then turned and fled deep into the ship.
Two fighters were wounded in the exchange of fire.
Seeing this situation, the other warriors had no choice but to open fire and chase the dark angel, otherwise it would cause greater damage.
The fighting situation between the two sides quickly spread to all communication channels.
The Emperor designed the Space Marines to possess extraordinary mental reflexes.
The Dark Angels were the best among them, and they quickly raised their guns and fired in an attempt to defend themselves.
The other fighters were forced to fight back and the fight began in a matter of seconds.
It happened so fast that neither side had time to sort out the misunderstanding.
The Dark Angels have long been frightened by the Caliban Laws.
In order to hunt down the fallen angels over the years, he even betrayed his own friendly forces and secretly attacked the Inquisitor.
Before this, they heard a lot of news.
Guilliman's decree to reform the bureaucracy has already shaken the entire empire.
Opponents and supporters were slowly torn apart into conservatives and reformists in the empire.
With Guilliman's victory after victory and the launch of many new war technologies, his supporters are gradually increasing.
After the powerful destruction of the Zerg fleet in the Charadon sector, his supporters began to overwhelm his opponents.
Many star regions and galaxies began to reform spontaneously, preparing to respond to the Primarch's call and work together to fight for the survival of mankind.
Of course, many opposing forces believe that Guilliman's reforms are not for humanity.
Guilliman's reforms were intended to prepare him to succeed the Emperor and become the second Lord of Mankind.
The soldiers of the expedition fleet were all in a state of confusion.
They did not receive any combat missions.
Why did they suddenly open fire and start a fight
The sounds of fighting could be heard over the communications, making it very noisy.
The cautious Dark Angels drew their guns and fired immediately in order to protect themselves.
Many soldiers were injured, and several were killed by the dark angels' attacks when they were caught off guard.
The soldiers of the expeditionary fleet had no choice but to launch a counterattack.
Regardless, action must be taken to prevent chaos and casualties.
... ...
On the bridge of the Victory Crown, the atmosphere that had been chatting happily suddenly became tense.
The situation suddenly fell into chaos.
Azriel, who was with Calgar, heard the communication from his subordinates and immediately realized that something was wrong.
He originally wanted to order them to stop and investigate the situation first.
However, before he could say anything, something strange happened.
In full view of everyone, a sword blade pierced directly into the abdomen of the great mentor.
The speed was so fast that no one could react.
The opponent's attack was even more ruthless and vicious, stabbing through the opponent's abdomen with one sword.
Even Calgar, who was standing nearby, was unable to react, and the attack happened just like that.
Logically speaking, such an attack is not enough to knock down a top combat master who has experienced countless battles and fought on the front lines against aliens and chaos.
However, the sword in the opponent's hand contained a terrible evil power, which destroyed the Space Marine's powerful self-healing mechanism and made him bleed continuously.
Azriel's face was filled with a trace of panic. He weakly grasped the other party's azure shoulder armor with one hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Why?" Azrael said weakly.
"Die, traitor," the warrior yelled. "You are all traitors, the Dark Angels are all traitors, and for the greatness of Guilliman, you must die."
Azrael's communicator was already on.
Originally, he tried to stop his subordinates' reckless actions.
This was a premeditated split.
Unfortunately, before he could say anything, he was stopped by the sneak attacking soldiers.
At this moment, the warrior's words echoed in the ears of every dark angel through Azriel's communicator.
"For the great Guilliman" the words echoed across the comms.
Every dark angel who received this message was shocked and panicked, and felt unspeakable sadness and pain.
There is no doubt that such behavior is a complete betrayal for them.
Their former comrades-in-arms wielded the butcher knife against them.
For the sake of the Thirteen Primarchs, Calgar was ordered to destroy them.
To wipe out the stain on the empire
In order to remove the obstacles that prevent the Thirteen Primarchs from ascending the Golden Throne
Whatever the reason, the Ultramarines swung their knives and slashed at the Dark Angels.
Hiding behind his helmet, the soldier smiled. Everything was going as planned.
How heartbreaking it will be for Guilliman to see this when he arrives.
When brothers meet with swords, only one of them can survive.
If Guilliman were killed, the Ultramarines and their successors would inevitably fall into endless madness.
They don't care whether the Dark Angel is innocent or not.
When the time comes, they will just seek revenge and wipe out everything.
The wrath of the God-punishing Colossus will be poured out on the Stone Fortress and all conservative forces that attempt to defy the original body, strangling all opponents of the Empire.
He pulled out the sharp blade that carried an evil aura, and bright red blood dripped from the blade onto the floor.
He swung again, trying to chop at Azrael's head.
Azrael is the Grand Master after all, the strongest Dark Angel warrior.
He bent down to avoid the fatal blow, and pushed the opponent away with his hands that were becoming increasingly weak.
The torn wound carried a strange power that destroyed his self-healing mechanism, making it impossible to heal urgently.
The wound was bleeding continuously, and the evil force was rapidly depriving him of his vitality.
He was so weak that he fell to the ground.
This scene shocked everyone.
Even Calgar was stunned for a moment. He looked at the warrior wearing azure power armor and holding a bloody black blade, and keenly realized that something was wrong.
"The Dark Angels are traitors, kill them, for Guilliman." The warrior with the blade shouted, while raising his gun and firing, trying to completely stifle the Dark Angels' counterattack.
The Space Marines' reaction speed is extremely fast.
Just one breath is enough for them to react in various ways.
In a battle, one second is enough to decide the life or death of both sides.
A quick response is naturally a good thing, but sometimes it also means that neither side has a chance to speak or explain themselves, and a crisis has already been triggered.
Seeing the Grand Master fall weakly, several warriors of the Dark Angels Chapter fought back without hesitation, shooting at who they thought were enemies with their bolters.
"Cease fire." Calgar came back to his senses from his shock. He roared loudly and ordered the Ultramarines who were firing to stop.
But the next second, the warrior who attacked Azriel had his head blown up by the Dark Angel's explosive bomb, and bright red flesh and blood mixed with helmet fragments flew everywhere.
The other warriors were also forced to find places to hide by the explosive shells fired by the Dark Angels.
Under Calga's orders, they were forced to suppress the thought of fighting back.
Many Dark Angel warriors were filled with grief and anger. They dragged the injured Azriel to a hidden corner with extremely sad faces.
"This is a misunderstanding," Karga shouted, trying to calm both parties down.
However, this is doomed to be in vain.
The Dark Angels inherited the character traits of the lion: very powerful, very cautious, and very suspicious.
Plus the unique legion structure.
These characteristics make them almost invulnerable, enabling them to receive information before the enemy and formulate targeted strategies.
Sometimes, however, caution and suspicion are not good things.
They will turn something that was originally salvageable into an irreversible bad situation.
"You betrayed us." A dark angel screamed in suppressed pain, "You attacked the Grand Master."
"There is a misunderstanding. I never gave such an order." Karga shouted.
Just as the two sides were trying to establish a tenuous communication.
A parallel laser cannon controlled by an unknown person locked onto the hiding dark angels and began shooting.
The laser did not cause any casualties among the Dark Angels, but it did break the communication that had been established with great difficulty.
The Dark Angels no longer had any hope.
They fought back and blew up the laser cannon.
He fled deeper into the city with Azriel, trying to steal a fighter plane and escape back to the Stone Fortress.
"This is a misunderstanding," Karga shouted. "I did not give the order to open fire. All troops are not allowed to open fire."
The Dark Angels ignored it, believing it to be just a deception strategy of Calgar.
As long as they let their guard down, the other side will find an opportunity to destroy them with ease.
"Take the Grand Master away quickly. We have been betrayed. We have been betrayed. The Grand Master has been badly wounded. The Grand Master has been badly wounded. Decima has been killed."
A fleeing Dark Angel warrior called out, reporting their situation to the Stone Fortress.
They fought and retreated, fleeing to the boarding deck, trying to take the Grand Master away with them.
Azrael, who was supported by several Dark Angel warriors, tried to say something.
But he was too weak. The terrible blade had taken away a lot of his vitality, leaving him so weak that he could only move with the help of his comrades.
Watching the terrified Dark Angels warriors fleeing, Calgar's face was solemn, and he looked at his deputy.
"Find a way to control Azrael and his group first and find out what's going on. Order all troops not to kill the Dark Angels, but to capture them first, leaving room for finding out the truth."
"Investigate the warriors who attacked Azriel. Bring the first warrior who opened fire to me. I want to interrogate him. There must be something wrong with this matter."
After all, Calgar has been in charge of the Ultramarines for a thousand years, and has experienced countless conspiracies and intrigues.
He knew that there was more to this matter than meets the eye, and there must be an enemy behind the scenes fanning the flames.
Azrael would never betray so lightly.
Otherwise, he would never have brought so few people to his flagship.
However, what was unexpected was that before Calgar could finish the things in his hands, a shrill alarm sounded throughout the flagship.
Things are getting worse.
The outer defense platforms of the Stone Fortress opened fire on them.
Beams of light cut through the vast, eternally cold void, and fan-shaped torpedoes were fired like a large net using the giant cannons of the Stone Fortress.
The Stone Fortress controlled by the Dark Angels Chapter unleashed a massive attack on Calgar's fleet, mistaking his troops for the enemy.
Screams of fear and shock mixed with piercing alarms rang out on every ship.
Many high-ranking officers of the fleet were in a state of confusion.
What's going on
Why did the Stone Fortress attack them.
A large number of ships sent questioning messages to the Stone Fortress, hoping that the other party could restrain themselves and not do anything wrong.
However, their inquiries fell on deaf ears, without causing any ripples or any response.
Suddenly, the connection between the two parties was cut off and there was no response.
And in the Stone Fortress, chaos also broke out.
The crisis came so suddenly that no one expected it, and it broke out with a bang.
The Stone Fortress is extremely large. It was built by the Dark Angels using the wreckage of Caliban. It is equivalent to a small self-sufficient world.
It is home to a large number of mortal auxiliary troops and dark angel warriors.
Many factories such as weapon forges, ordnance assembly plants, and food supply centers are located in the Stone Fortress.
This allows the Dark Angels to move across the galaxy, hunting down the enemies of humanity and the Fallen Angels.
Such a huge base naturally has many dark corners that are not monitored.
This leaves room for the defecting prisoners to avoid being hunted down.
Azrael has been trying to clear out the escaped prisoners since the last attack.
Many prisoners were killed or recaptured.
However, the emergence of a large rift interrupted the clearing of the Stone Fortress.
In order to protect the empire, he had to send the dark angels out to fight those hateful enemies and save the worlds inhabited by humans.
Those escaped prisoners naturally became active in dark corners everywhere.
Normally they are suppressed and hunted.
And today, they will rise up in resistance and deal the Dark Angels their most terrible blow yet.
After the Dark Angels Grand Master Azrael gave the order to head to the Crown of Victory, their counterattack had already begun.
In a factory that could be connected to the main control information center, the prisoners quietly took control of the place and began their plan.
"Keep going." A tall warrior wearing simple armor said in a cold tone, "For the sake of the Nine Changes, we can't stop."
In his hand was a bloody knife, and at his feet lay dead civilians.
Beside them, warriors who were as tainted by Chaos as he was, holding weapons, and leading other civilians in chanting and singing.
If a judge were here, he would draw his gun immediately.
These are all blasphemous words and music, the most evil existence from the subspace, and they must be erased immediately, otherwise they will bring unimaginable pollution.
These melodies have existed in the universe before humans learned language. They are extremely ancient and contain terrifying power.
The melody is connected to some indescribable essence and has the power to corrupt everything.
One can set them to any melody.
In any case, they can exert mysterious power.
These melodies carry mysterious powers and, combined with the input codes, can quickly corrode the Dark Angels' fortress defense systems.
Another person walked up, with the Chaos Holy Number of Nine branded on his body, his eyes were ignorant and full of fanaticism.
The man had no fear of impending death.
He was wearing only a shirt and shorts with those evil prayers carved on his body, and holding a blue bottle in his hand.
The offerings for this occasion were placed in a bottle, two eyeballs from his wife and son, and half a bottle of blood.
At the bottom of the bottle, there is a note with words written on it.
As long as a sacrifice sufficient to please the powers of Chaos is made, those indescribable beings will respond to any request made by humans.
Pure souls, acts of betrayal, and the suppression of beauty all please them.
The man loved his wife deeply, but for the sake of a greater cause, he killed his wife without hesitation, and even killed his children, just to offer a better sacrifice to those unspeakable beings.
The man opened the bottle cap and poured out the blood inside.
He threw away his wife and children's eyeballs like garbage.
He took out the piece of paper full of words from the bottle.
Paper is made with a special material and ritual.
The remaining blood was slowly absorbed, the paper began to heat up, and smoke came out from the edges.
The man threw away the bottle and knelt devoutly in front of the communication transmitter.
He picked up the data cable and plugged it into the port around his neck.
The man looked at the piece of paper and read the words written on it with a pious expression.
The paper began to heat up slowly and smoke rose up.
The man chanted the letters one by one, and the neural cables converted his thoughts into text and input them into the communicator.
There is nothing special about these words.
It can be written in any language, in the tongue of men, in the tongue of the Eldar, just as it can be mixed in any melody.
Language and melody are only its external manifestations. What is really important is its essence, the evil essence.
Soon, the man typed the words on the paper, and the paper in his hand began to burn, with smoky fragments slipping through his fingers.
The atmosphere became more oppressive, and the strange whispers became more terrifying.
The air became chilly, and a strong psychic pressure emerged.
Even soldiers who have undergone reformation find it difficult to endure such oppression.
The man who was typing the text was shaking violently, his tongueless mouth opened wide and he let out a silent scream.
His eyes began to melt in their sockets, his body twisted unnaturally, and then melted away bit by bit like a melting candle.
Seeing this, the warrior plunged his knife into the man's head, completing the final execution.
This is the ninth and final one.
Nine names had been entered into the system database, entering the data stream of the Stone Fortress's communications network like poison.
There are no filters or mind-space barriers that can block or erase them.
Because these names are just made up of ordinary letters, they are not harmful codes or virus data.
However, once they enter the system and are read by many mechanically modified communicators using their mind space, they will grow and reveal their true colors.
It is no longer just an arrangement of letters, its essence will be revealed, with endless variations that will make people deeply immersed in it.
In the main information processing room of the Stone Fortress, hundreds of millions of wires and sensor strips converge here.
Connected to the mainframe, men and women who have undergone mechanical modification and program coding sit here to listen, select, and transmit information streams from different areas of the Stone Fortress.
Their mouths moved constantly, hissing and repeating the passing data stream.
The automatic transcribers whirred and the information tubes beeped.
The huge array of thinkers sometimes opened their mouths and sometimes closed them, looking like they were in extreme pain.
The skull was removed, revealing a large number of data cables embedded in it. The machine slave, which was covered with a transparent glass cover, trembled.
He received a strange and unusual message and fell into a brief silence.
After a short pause, I checked the system and realized the problem, restarted it and tried to format it.
"One." The machine slave said tremblingly, and his programmed and mechanized brain trembled subconsciously a few times. A large amount of data flowed from his brain to the main control center.
"Two." Another machine slave also twitched.
"Three." A painful voice spread, and the machine slaves trembled.
Some men and women noticed these anomalies and looked at it all with confusion.
Machine slaves have completely lost their personal consciousness, so how can they still feel pain
"Four." Hundreds of machine slaves shouted at the same time, and the huge sound resounded throughout the control room.
A mechanical priest on duty turned his mechanical head and looked at the shouting mechanical slave, with human confusion revealed in his mechanical and electronic eyes.
He moved his heavy mechanical limbs towards the out-of-control machine slave.
"Five." A louder roar was heard, and some men and women fell into confusion.
"Six." Some men and women with their own will also fell into it. The huge data flow overwhelmed their brains, making them scream subconsciously.
"seven."
The Mechanical Priest's expression became solemn, and a hint of fear appeared on his mechanized face.
He connected to the communications of other colleagues and used binary communication to ask them to come over.
The crisis here obviously involves something special.
"eight."
The mechanical priest walked over, stretched out a mechanical arm, and his fingers quickly liquefied to form a thin needle.
His idea was simple: to use a thin needle to try to read a small amount of information in order to analyze the problem.
The next second, his eyes widened.
An unimaginable flow of data hit his operating core like a flood.
"Nine."
The Mechanical Priest who was trying to solve the problem also screamed.
Lights flickered rapidly along the many corridors of the Stone Fortress.
Red warnings popped up on all the screens in the main control center.
All the mortals who controlled the various systems of the Stone Fortress were confused as to why the problem suddenly occurred.
Before they could react, many weapon platforms opened fire directly at the Imperial fleet that had come from afar.
At the same time, communications were cut off.
The Stone Fortress fell into chaos.
Ezekiel, who was in charge of guarding the Stone Fortress, suddenly looked solemn. He had not had time to deal with Azriel's injury on the Victory Laurel when such an emergency suddenly broke out.
The outer defense platforms of the Stone Fortress opened fire on the Imperial fleet, which was no small problem.
"Stop." Ezekiel, realizing that the situation was not good, shouted into the communication device, trying to prevent this crisis.
"Sir, we have lost control of the Stone Fortress. We were not the ones who gave the order to open fire." The technical director responded to Ezekiel, "A large amount of waste code is flooding our communication network."
"How long will it take to return to normal?" Ezekiel's face turned grim. This matter made him feel a little uneasy.
The enemy came well prepared, with layers of arrangements, just like a chess player who controls the overall situation and plays everyone at his fingertips.
"The Changer." A cursed name that must never be spoken emerged in Ezekiel's mind.
Only Tzeentch the Changer could play out such a complicated conspiracy.
Its purpose is obvious, which is to cause a split between the Dark Angels and the Primarch.
"It will take seventy minutes. I'm trying to initialize the code and flush the scrap code. It's estimated to be completed in seventy minutes, and we will have control in our hands," said the technical director.
"Damn it." Ezekiel said, "Can we regain control as soon as possible and establish communication with the expeditionary fleet?"
"No, our communications were the first to be attacked. External communications have been destroyed, and we can no longer send information to the Imperial Fleet," said the technical director.
“Find a way to establish contact as soon as possible,” Ezekiel ordered.
"Understood, sir. I will speed up as much as possible."
Ezekiel shut down the communication, the technical director's words did not reassure him.
It would take time to restore communications and clean up the code, and they couldn't wait that long.
Seventy minutes was enough for the expeditionary fleet and the Stone Fortress to suffer heavy losses on both sides.
"Let Dagone come to see me." Ezekiel connected to another channel.
Communication must be made as soon as possible, otherwise the situation will only get worse once the expeditionary fleet counterattacks.
Through the images transmitted by the expeditionary fleet to various parts of the empire, Ezekiel knew how terrifying the firepower of the expeditionary fleet was.
The Tyranids' hive fleet, the Orks' battle moons, and even the Undead's tomb motherships were all destroyed with ease by the expeditionary fleet.
It is conceivable how the expeditionary fleet has been strengthened under Guilliman's promotion.
Its firepower has reached an extremely terrifying level.
Especially the appearance of the God Punishment Colossus.
This terrifying creation, comparable to a celestial body, is an existence that every civilized force must fear.
However, Ultramar can mass-produce such giant structures and produce them on an assembly line in a very cheap way. This is undoubtedly a display of Guilliman's terrifying strength.
With such means, the expeditionary fleet can easily destroy all enemies that try to stop them.
Once, the expedition fleet gave up communicating with the Stone Fortress.
That would undoubtedly be a terrible disaster for the Dark Angels.
Just as the order was given, footsteps were heard at the door.
Ezekiel turned his head and saw that it was Boris, a member of the Death Wing.
"Master Ezekiel," Boris said.
“What’s wrong?” Ezekiel asked.
"We must immediately carry out a boarding operation against the expeditionary fleet led by Calgar and prepare for the Stone Fortress to enter the warp." Boris said.
"Are you crazy?" Ezekiel looked at Boris and frowned. This would intensify the conflict.
Boris shook his head and said in a serious tone: "The conflict has now been intensified. The Grand Master is seriously injured and trapped in Calgar's flagship, the Victory Laurel. This is already a signal to us to declare war. Do you still think this is a misunderstanding?"
"Even if we take a 10,000-step back and say that the Imperial Regent did not issue an order, and even take a 10,000-step back and say that Calgar did not issue an order, the two sides have already exchanged fire, more than six expedition ships have been destroyed, and nearly 300,000 crew members have died. Do you think there is still room for recovery?"
"If we continue to stay here, we will only be in a more critical situation. The firepower of the expeditionary fleet is well known. It is enough to destroy all enemies who try to fight them. If Calgar mobilizes the Sky Punishment Colossus, I am afraid that the Stone Fortress will also be destroyed like the Battle Moon. My suggestion is to leave first, and then find a way to figure out the situation. Staying here will only make things worse, and may even cut off the bloodline of the Lion."
Hearing this, Ezekiel couldn't help but waver.
What Boris said is not without reason.
Even if there is any misunderstanding between the two parties, it is a good idea to leave temporarily. Afterwards, find a way to establish contact with the Thirteen Principals and communicate the problems. Perhaps there will be a turning point.
Now that both sides have opened fire, once the opportunity to enter the subspace is lost, the Stone Fortress will inevitably disintegrate under the offensive of the expeditionary fleet, and by then there will be no way to save it.
Even more terrible is the Stone Fortress's stockpile of ancient weapons and the many prisoners held deep within the fortress, which are things that absolutely cannot be exposed.
Once exposed, the consequences will be disastrous.
It will make the situation worse.
What's more, the Dark Angels are the parent group of the subsequent army and the direct bloodline of the Lions, which has unimaginable significance.
Once a war is declared against Karga, it will inevitably bring unpredictable consequences.
"We must use strong measures to stop this." Boris saw Ezekiel's struggle. Once attacking a Primarch's troops, the chain reaction it would bring would be difficult to predict.
It is very likely that it will be deliberately promoted by conservatives to cause military confrontations in various places.
Now, the Lionbloodline has encountered an unprecedented crisis. Boris cannot sit idly by and watch this crisis destroy the Stone Fortress. The pride and loyalty in his bones do not allow him to remain indifferent to the destruction of the Lionbloodline.
Ezekiel looked embarrassed, but before he could issue an order, a loud and noisy voice sounded again from the communication.
"There is a demonic invasion." The voice of the chapter chaplain, Asmo, came through the communication.
"What's going on?" Ezekiel asked.
"The escaped prisoners performed a sacrifice ritual. When we arrived, they were already dead. The summoned demon was nowhere to be found. I suspect it was in disguise," said Asmo.
"Find it as soon as possible." Ezekiel's face was grim. He turned to look at Boris and said, "Gather the Deathwing Company and prepare for the raid, but you are not allowed to make decisions on your own before I give the order."
"Understood, Lord Ezekiel." Boris said, then turned and left.
Not long after Boris left, Dagone hurried over wearing armor.
As he walked along, he saw that chaos had spread throughout the entire Stone Fortress and the situation was worse than ever.
"Is there something wrong? Ezekiel, why did you summon me in such a hurry?" Dagone looked at Ezekiel and asked.
"I need you to do something." Ezekiel said, "Our communication with the expedition fleet has been cut off. The last information we got was that the Grand Master was attacked. I can't use this information to make a comprehensive judgment. I suspect there must be an evil force behind this. For this reason, the Stone Fortress needs to establish communication with the expedition fleet, otherwise both sides will suffer losses."
"What is it?" asked Dagnet.
"I need you to lead a team to the Victory Crown. No matter what the situation is, you must send me a message to report the Grand Master's situation. If possible, you can negotiate with Calgar on behalf of the Dark Angels Chapter to clear up the misunderstanding." Ezekiel said, "This mission is also risky. If Calgar is ordered to destroy us, then you will die if you go to the Victory Crown."
"I believe that a Primarch would not be so reckless as to issue a war order to a fledgling mother group. I will definitely complete this mission successfully." Dagone said.
"This is all we can do, Dagone. No matter what the situation is, we have a clear conscience. If you also encounter an accident and are imprisoned and killed by Calgar, the Dark Angels will be forced to fight back and flee this area."
"I understand, and I will take my mission seriously," said Dagone.
The outcome of his mission will bear on Ezekiel’s war orders.
Once he gives out wrong information, Ezekiel will make the wrong decision and destroy the Dark Angels.
Dagonet leaves.
Ezekiel continued to preside over the situation in the Stone Fortress, trying to keep it from getting out of control.
He ordered a group of Dark Angels to hunt down prisoners and missing demons and suppress the chaos in the Stone Fortress.
After issuing a series of orders, he saw the chaotic battlefield outside through the photos taken by the optical device.
The light and torpedoes mixed together, opening up a killing battlefield.
Seeing an expedition fleet destroyed by the firepower of the Stone Fortress, Ezekiel felt a sense of despair and fear in his heart.
Communications were cut off.
Could the expedition fleet have imagined that the Stone Fortress was controlled by others and launched an attack on them
If not, destruction will befall the Stone Fortress in an instant.
Brother will draw his sword against brother.
This is undoubtedly an extremely sad thing.
... ... ... ... ...
Foolish mortals will never understand change.
They stubbornly adhered to the empire built with lies and believed in the pathetic corpse emperor.
We have forgotten that the nature of the universe is infinitely changing.
Any loyalty and benevolence are nothing but illusions, they are the result of biological evolution and the emergence of something for the sake of survival.
In the long history of the universe, any self-righteous emotion will eventually just die out.
Over the long course of time, only the concept of change will be passed down forever.
A capable lieutenant under Tzeentch, a man of discord and conspiracy, roaming the wide corridors of the Stone Fortress.
At this time, the spirit was wearing an officer's uniform and walked towards the core of the Stone Fortress.
The servants along the way who were unaware of the truth were saluting him.
Everything is going as planned.
Guilliman's flight was carefully managed to ensure that he would not arrive in time to resolve the conflict between the two Chapters.
Moreover, Guilliman will be attacked the first time he enters the real universe.
The Dark Angels retain many weapons from humanity's Golden Age.
Many important prisoners are also held deep within the fortress, some of whom would cause unimaginable harm if released.
And that is its goal.
The planning for the Stone Fortress began hundreds of years ago.
In order to deal a fatal blow to the dark angels, the demons had already
This place is under martial law and you don't have enough authority.
When the changeling walked to a big gate, a fighter slave walked over.
The hydraulic device made a hissing sound, and the weapon system installed on the shoulder was activated. The muzzle of the cannon as thick as an arm was aimed at the officer transformed by the spirit.
"I need to go over to something," the Changeling said.
This place has been put under martial law, please return. The fighter slave responded according to the program that had been set up long ago.
Ezekiel has issued an order, and now all departments are conducting emergency investigations to try to find those rebels and demons.
The machine slaves located in various locations in the Stone Fortress also prevented the movement of relevant personnel in accordance with the preset martial law procedures.
The officer captured by the changeling obviously did not have enough power and was blocked from the periphery.
"What happened?" A higher-level dark angel warrior suddenly appeared and asked.
"I need to find the armory supervisor, but it blocked my way." The changeling said calmly, "Please help me pass, sir, otherwise it will delay the next thing."
The changeling used his words to guide the other party, using the power of words to peek into the heart of the dark angel warrior.
This was an easy task for it, knowing that not every Space Marine was as powerful as Azrael.
"Wait a moment, we are still investigating." The Dark Angel Warrior glanced at the other party and shook his head.
"That's a really bad situation." The changeling vividly imitated the tone of human complaints.
The Dark Angel warrior glanced at him and then turned away, and he didn't see anything wrong.
The next second, the dark angel warrior was pierced.
He has been cautious enough and remains vigilant at all times.
Unfortunately, he was facing the primordial destroyer, a fragment of the power of chaos, the most adept at conspiracy and subterfuge in the universe.
The dark angel warrior was killed by the lurking demon before he could say anything.
When the dark angel warrior turned around, it was the most relaxed moment.
One of the changeling's arms turned into a spike, killing him cleanly.
The fighter slave was about to react when the spirit of change pierced his processor, shredded it, and turned it into pieces.
After a moment, the changeling shed his officer's disguise as easily as removing a coat.
It turned into a Dark Angel warrior that was killed.
Such an identity allows it to enter places with higher authority.
It walked deep into the Stone Fortress, issuing different orders to the mortal auxiliaries it met along the way.
Of course, the commands it issues are different when facing different objects.
Using its ability to read the shallow consciousness, it manipulates any mortal it sees.
Faced with those mortals who did not trust Guilliman very much and were more loyal to the Dark Angels.
"The expeditionary fleet betrayed us. They were the first to attack us."
"Destroy those expeditionary fleets."
"There are many traitors who are trying to hinder us. We must eliminate them by any means necessary."
Faced with those followers who were fanatical about Guilliman, it issued different orders.
"The Stone Fortress's power must be destroyed. Someone wishes to harm Guilliman and hinder humanity's rise."
"Some dark angels have already betrayed. Destroy them. Stop them."
"Clean up the stubborn ones, brothers, for the Emperor, for Guilliman."
With the help of different identities, the changeling easily disrupted the already chaotic situation in the Stone Fortress.
Many mortal auxiliary troops launched attacks on friendly forces, shouting for the empire and the emperor.
Such a dramatic and ironic scene made the changeling laugh from ear to ear behind his back.
Of course, these are just its little tricks, little desserts before the big meal.
It has a big surprise for the Dark Angels.
Judging from the time, Guilliman will be here soon.
It's time to give him a big show.
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