Calgar took the data tablet that recorded the interrogation information.
He glanced at the tough cultist just now.
The other party had fallen at the feet of the think tank who was interrogating him.
His eyes were white, he was foaming at the mouth, and his body was still twitching unconsciously.
The faint glow cast by the rotating holographic projection in the room shone on the guy's face.
One can clearly see the look of fear and despair on the cultist's face.
Even if he fell into a coma, the symptoms did not subside at all.
It looks like it was carved with a knife.
Using witchcraft to read the soul of a living person can cause irreversible harm.
In mild cases, the patient may suffer nerve damage or even hemiplegia, and be unable to take care of himself.
In severe cases, the soul may be damaged, causing the person to become insane.
It is an extremely inhumane method.
Karga didn't like this method either.
But he was more concerned about Abaddon's whereabouts.
That damned predator had escaped from his grasp several times.
This incident was regarded by Calga as a disgrace in his long military career.
The guy's toughness made Calgar take out his anger towards Abaddon on him.
He had given the traitor his chance.
The other party has no loyalty to the empire in his heart.
Even if you have failed, you still have to act so tough.
To keep it secret for his master.
There was no need for Calgar to show mercy to such a fool.
Any cruel means are permitted for those traitors who have abandoned the Imperium and regarded Abaddon and the Chaos Gods as their followers.
Any mercy shown to these guys would be cruel to the warriors who died tragically fighting against the gods, and to the ordinary people who were massacred by the traitors.
The data pad was very smart and would automatically lock onto Calgar's child's eye field of view, sliding along with the movement of his eyes.
It only took him a few seconds to read all the information he had read from the other person's mind.
The contents inside made Calgar frown slightly.
After Abaddon escaped from his hands, he once again raised a powerful army and recruited some good men.
Those strange steel mechanical puppets were exactly the brand new legion forged for him by his new subordinates.
The combat power of those puppets should not be underestimated. They can knock a Primaris warrior away with one punch and blow up the heavy armor. They are just one step away from killing a Primaris warrior instantly.
What's even more terrifying is their nearly immortal ability to regenerate.
Even cutting off the subspace would be of no avail.
It can also be resurrected and increase strength.
Now those metal mechanical puppets have been cut into pieces and thrown into different dimensional spaces, which prevents them from being resurrected.
Otherwise, he would probably still be fighting those damn metal mechanical puppets.
"We must not let Abaddon escape again this time." Calgar said firmly in his heart.
Every time he escaped, the guy would form a new team.
As long as Abaddon is not destroyed, the Empire will never have peace.
Keep reading.
This is the purpose of these Chaos traitors to seize the Void No. 5 Space Transfer Station.
As the empire's military power grew.
The living space of Chaos Traitors is gradually being compressed.
The Empire's warbands generally expanded to an exaggerated degree.
A single warband could easily muster several thousand Primaris warriors.
Even with the blessing of the gods, the Chaos warbands are no match for the Primaris.
At one point, they were chased and surrounded by the enemy.
During the long-term hunting by the Empire, the situation of many Chaos warbands was once very difficult.
There is a lack of equipment and ammunition, and the casualties are severe. There are no slaves to be used as cannon fodder.
More importantly, it’s not like it used to be.
If you lack equipment, rob the empire's industrial world.
If you lack weapons, rob the empire's foundry.
If you are short of warriors, just steal the empire's gene seeds.
If you are short of slaves, just rob the Empire's hive worlds.
Work hard and you will have enough food and clothing.
Before the imperial reinforcements arrived, they had already left.
But things are different now.
As long as the Chaos warbands launch an attack on the Imperial world, the Primaris Chapters will quickly come to them like sharks smelling blood.
Five or six hundred Primaris warriors were sent out at once to chase and fight.
A small war gang has only a few dozen people.
There are more than a dozen people who are in a worse situation, or even just a few.
The Empire's Primaris warriors came out in hundreds.
When I see them, I get as excited as a dog seeing a bone.
Each one ran faster than the other, fearing that the Chaos Warriors would be hacked to death by their companions before they could even strike.
Many war gangs felt very frustrated.
Who can tolerate getting a huge experience package
More importantly, with the upgrade of the Empire's weapons and equipment, the local defense forces have also been upgraded. Various exoskeleton armors, automatic artillery, drone clusters and other equipment have become part of the regular force's equipment.
The Chaos Warriors would not gain any advantage against the local defense force's protection system.
There is a high possibility that you will hit your head and get a bloody head.
If they encounter Astra Militarum troops such as Catachan and Krieg, it will be difficult to escape.
Plundering the imperial world is no longer a profitable business.
It is a high-risk, low-return, and losing business.
If we are not careful, the entire gang will be destroyed.
Under such circumstances, the Chaos warbands became increasingly miserable. They had nothing and were fighting against the Empire purely for love and faith.
Even Abaddon encountered such a problem.
In order to obtain enough soldiers and slaves.
Abaddon set his sights on illegal areas such as Void Five that were far away from the Empire.
Under Imperial law, all the depraved acts that occurred on Void Five Space Station are strictly prohibited.
Even if those guys were attacked, they didn't dare to make a sound.
Once the Empire tracks them down, the Inquisitors will simply eliminate them.
They were captured by Abaddon's legions and used as slaves.
If discovered by the Empire, they would immediately greet him with explosive bombs.
If it's more miserable, they will be taken away to have their brains removed and become machine slaves to atone their sins. This is also a normal operation in the empire.
"Now, the waterways leading to Cadia have been completely blocked, but Abaddon still controls such a path to provide support for the Cadia battlefield."
Karga frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed.
He suddenly realized that if the path marked on the star map really existed.
This could be an opportunity for the Empire.
A chance to annihilate the enemies of the Empire on the battlefield of Cadia.
The traitors can take that route, and so can the Empire.
Orc Emperor - Bonebreaker.
The supreme ruler of the dead - the King of Silence.
There are other scattered aliens, and even those dark elves who have not yet been wiped out are on Cadia.
The rise of the empire forced the empire's enemies to unite and fight for a chance to survive.
It is obvious that humanity's battle to retake the galaxy will take place on the planet Cadia.
Now, the Primarch of the Imperial Fists, Dorn, and the Primarch of the Dark Angels, Ryan, have both rushed to the vicinity of the Eye of Terror because the Cancerous Legion has called on enemies across the galaxy. In addition to the two Primarchs, His Majesty has also left the sacred homeland of mankind and is rushing to the battlefield of Cadia.
If he could make use of this unknown waterway and launch a surprise attack from behind while the enemy was busy dealing with the empire's frontal attack, he would be able to catch the enemy off guard.
The enemies of the Empire will pay a heavy price.
It is even possible that they will be completely wiped out on the battlefield of Cadia.
The Empire will take this opportunity to completely unify the galaxy.
This is an opportunity not to be missed.
As the vanguard of the cancerous legion, Abaddon will certainly go to the battlefield of Cadia.
As long as he was fast enough, Abaddon would be stuck in the Cadia Fortress like everyone else.
By then, this big predator will be unable to escape.
"This time, I will never let you escape from my hands again." Karga grabbed the star map, turned around and prepared to walk out.
When he reached the door, he glanced at the traitors, waved his hand and said, "Execute all the traitors, and have the Mechanicus send people to reclaim the Void 5 Space Transfer Station."
After saying these words, Karga walked out of the room.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of bombs exploding continued behind him.
Those traitors who betrayed the Imperium and surrendered to Chaos were executed one by one.
The battle of Void Five Space Station is declared over.
Calgar left a team of Mechanicus behind to recover the Empire's property, Void V, to prevent it from becoming a hotbed of Chaos again.
The rest of the fleet planned to follow the instructions on the star map, go around the back of the Cadia battlefield and stab the enemy in the heart.
Calgar, who returned to the flagship, also planned to receive the fourth Primaris upgrade.
As the right-hand man and capable assistant of the emperor of the empire, Calgar always gets the best technology.
The technology for the fourth Primaris upgrade, which had just been perfected, was also sent to him as soon as possible.
Calgar will use overwhelming force to capture Abaddon.
Crush that damn bastard underfoot, bring him back to Terra, hang him together with those traitors, and become a beautiful landscape of Terra.
"Even if the Four Gods crawl out of the Warp this time, they cannot save you, Abaddon."
Naked, Calga swore in his heart as he was about to walk into the upgrade cabin.
The upgrade cabin was started up under the operation of the technical priest.
Accompanied by the sound of machinery, the hatch slowly opened.
Karga raised his leg and stepped into it.
Nanomechanical arms held him in place.
The hatch then slowly closed.
Calgar fell into hibernation, filled with anger towards Abaddon and the beating he had received from the fake Horus.
When he wakes up, he will be reborn again.
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History should never be forgotten.
To forget history is to betray the past and to give up the future.
Witness the truth, report the truth, and record the truth.
This is our mission.
The mission of the narrator
Those warriors used genes, bombs, and spaceships to fight a tangible war in the galaxy.
And we are fighting another war with words and cameras.
People will think we are weak and can be killed at will, and that we have no power.
Such an idea is absurd and foolish.
Those short-sighted people cannot understand how terrifying the power of words is!
It shapes entire races, shapes empires, shapes the future.
This power is hidden and powerful.
Even those warriors were born from this power.
Historians trudge through the past, recording things that have long since happened and passed.
They record the history of this moment for future generations.
Tell them what happened.
This is the meaning of being a narrator.
Many people cannot understand what I say.
What great power can words written on paper have.
It's not a magical rune.
Such people can only recognize visible forces but not invisible forces.
If a race has no history, they will have no cohesion and will not create any civilization.
A race that cannot draw strength from its past cannot look toward the future.
When did human civilization begin
When did the first ape-man appear
When you built your first house
When the first fire is lit
Neither.
Civilization began when humans first learned to record history.
With history, they united and established tribes and villages.
This is the invisible power of history.
If we lose our history, we lose our future.
Sitting at his desk, the famous chronicler Kakar is completing his autobiography.
He has served the Empire for centuries and is an old man.
Fortunately, the Empire's life extension technology is powerful enough to allow him to still have a healthy body and a sharp mind to do his job.
In order to improve his efficiency, Kakar installed a thinking-assisting brain computing device on himself.
This device can help him think better and use more precise words more accurately.
History is a rigorous matter and does not tolerate distortion or errors.
Otherwise it will bring wrong enlightenment to future generations.
Human beings often make mistakes constantly, and the essence is that some people tamper with history for their own selfish reasons.
They will embellish their mistakes.
Later generations have an illusion that the beautified and distorted history makes people feel that the crisis at that time was not particularly serious.
Even if I experience it again, it is within my acceptable range.
This leads to humans constantly repeating low-level mistakes that they have made many times before.
Humanity cannot learn any lessons from history.
Who can get the right answer from wrong information
Of course, as a history book of imperial enlightenment, it is allowed to be less rigorous and provide some emotional guidance.
This is a helpless choice.
Many people don’t like to think. They just like to passively accept other people’s opinions and then regard them as their own.
Kakar had already realized this.
Humans are lazy creatures. Even if the Empire lowers the threshold for acquiring knowledge, it will be useless.
There will always be a large number of people who are unwilling to take the initiative to learn and study that knowledge.
These people prefer to waste their precious time on meaningless things.
They don't like to think about many opinions, but prefer to be guided by others.
As for those who want to actively seek the truth, they can naturally find the truth elsewhere.
What Kakkar did was put the truth out there.
As he grows older, Kakar's understanding and insights into many things become deeper and more thorough.
He learned to shed his subjective emotions and record every historical event with the attitude of an observer.
This approach earned him more praise.
His narrative style makes people feel as if they are watching the events happening right there.
After writing the last few words, Kakar put down his pen, leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath.
His autobiography has become a very long story by now.
Everything he had seen and heard over the centuries, his own growth and the mistakes he had made were all written in it.
Kakar leaned back in his chair and let himself empty his mind, giving his brain a chance to rest.
He let his thoughts run wild like a wild horse.
I’m thinking about what to eat after I’m done with my work!
Then I thought about tomorrow's plans.
In the end, those chaotic thoughts will always plunge into the abyss of memory, connecting to things that happened hundreds of years ago.
Every time Kakar recalled what had happened, he felt like he was having a long dream.
Everything kept flashing by like a movie.
The Thirteen Primarchs, who were only regents at the time, awakened in Ultramar and launched an Indomitable Crusade to save humanity in Macragge.
Countless heroes gathered there, vowing to take back everything lost for mankind.
As a result, legendary battles broke out.
Not long after the Indomitus Crusade began, the Thirteen Primarchs signed the Narrator Act, re-opening the Imperial History Department.
Scholars were allowed to board the ship to record various historical events.
Kakar thought of himself at that time.
Nothing but blood.
Without knowing anything, I boarded the ship heading for the endless starry sky.
At that time, his parents were still alive and in good health.
I fully support his choice.
Encourage him to do things he thinks are worth doing.
Kakar was committed to serving his country.
He and many other companions boarded a ship bound for the Vitria galaxy.
At that time, the empire was not as powerful as it is today.
The Tyranids were a major threat to the Empire at the time and the nightmare of countless Imperial armies.
In the dark days before the awakening of the Thirteen Primarchs, several battles between the Empire and the Tyranids ended with heavy losses for the Empire.
There are only two outcomes for the Imperial Army when they encounter the Zerg.
One is eaten, and the other is eaten.
At that time, the Terran Council even planned to use the Extermination Order to isolate a belt of ruins to trap the Terran Zerg.
Fortunately, with the efforts of heroes such as Cawl, the Living Saint, and Inquisitor Grey, the sleeping thirteen primarchs were successfully awakened.
That was definitely their greatest achievement.
Because the fate of mankind has changed dramatically because of what they did.
If it weren't for the persistence of those people, the empire would have been shattered by now and become a paradise for aliens and traitors to revel.
In the battle against the Tyranids in the Vitria galaxy, many soldiers who went to the battlefield left suicide notes in advance.
Some officers even requested Kakar to take photos of them to serve as their posthumous portraits.
Kakar thought of the past and smiled bitterly.
That battle was truly brutal, so brutal that any words used to describe it would seem pale and powerless.
The void defense line was lost, and the fragments of the starship fell like meteors, extremely dense.
Every flash in the sky meant the death of tens of thousands of sailors.
Countless fighter planes and Tyranids fought in the atmosphere.
The pilot looked through the cockpit door and saw countless Zergs everywhere.
The desperate pilots launched suicide counterattacks again and again in their damaged planes until they were torn to pieces by the Zerg.
The fighting on the surface was even more brutal, with flashing explosions and mountains of corpses everywhere, both Zerg and human.
The knights drove their mechas and charged towards the insect swarm with war cries, and activated self-destruction the moment they fell.
The giant Titan stood proudly beside the collapsed city wall, suppressing the Zerg with weapons powerful enough to destroy the city, creating opportunities for the evacuating troops, but was eventually overwhelmed by the endless Zerg and met its end in a cloud of flames rising into the sky.
Finally, even the defenses of the nest city were breached.
Bloody battles broke out on every street and in every building.
Countless soldiers used their flesh and blood to block the advance of the Zerg.
Even those extraordinary warriors were overwhelmed, and there was no safe place on the entire planet.
If it weren’t for the imperial regent at that time, today’s emperor, who arrived in time.
Kakar felt that there was a possibility that he and old John would die there.
When the news of victory came, he walked out of the trench and saw corpses everywhere he looked.
Burning ashes were falling from the sky, and ruins were everywhere.
The entire sky was covered by smoke, gray and hazy, with only faint sunlight covering the surface.
The pungent smell of blood made the air smell fishy.
There is no one who is not burdened with the sorrow of losing loved ones.
There is no one who does not suffer the price of victory.
The battlefield of Vitria was the first time Kakar realized how terrifying the word war was.
Countless lives were lost just like that.
Lying on the cold ground, filling every gully.
The blood that flowed stained the land.
Those dead are not cold numbers, nor can they be summed up in one sentence.
But they are living individuals.
They've had other characters as well.
I was once a child who rested his head on his mother's lap and looked at the stars in the sky.
They were once wives and husbands who held their loved ones in their arms and made a vow to be faithful until death.
A father and mother who were once ecstatic that their children came into this world.
In order for mankind to stand tall among the stars, they bravely fought bravely, one after another, and used their lives to resist the enemy's attacks.
Kakkar also grew up from that time.
He no longer felt that his status as a scholar was superior to those soldiers who could only tell dirty jokes.
Those soldiers were not as knowledgeable or educated as he was.
They have no appreciation for art and music.
Their favorite entertainment is nothing more than watching handsome men and beautiful women make comments, making all kinds of vulgar jokes, and bragging about their own deeds.
But their courage put Kakar to shame.
On countless nights, Kakar would ask himself in his heart, do he have the courage to die for his beliefs
Kakkar was sad to find that he didn't seem to have any.
If so, how come he is still alive and not fighting like those brave men
After the Battle of Vitria, Kakar learned to get along with the big-headed soldiers.
He also learned to tell obscene jokes and to tell in an exaggerated tone the stories that the distressed soldiers and the ladies had to tell about their three days and two nights.
Kakar opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling illuminated by the lights in a daze, trying to free himself from his memories.
At this time, a crackling sound of electricity was heard and the communicator made a sound.
An information interface was suspended in the air.
A man in an Imperial uniform appears in the frame.
The left half of the man's face has been replaced by machinery, and a mechanical prosthetic eye has been implanted in his left eye, emitting a faint red light.
His face was extremely serious. It was unclear whether it was because of the mechanical modification that prevented him from smiling, or if it was just his personality.
There was no emotion in his tone of voice.
As mechanical as a machine.
"Recorder Kakar, your request to interview the Primarch, Lord Lion, has been approved. I hope you are well prepared. If you miss this opportunity, you will not have a second chance."
“Please trust me as a professional recorder,” Kakar said. “I am always prepared to record everything I think is worth recording.”
The man on the message screen nodded. "The team that's going to pick you up has already set out. They should be here within half an hour. Cherish this opportunity."
"I will cherish it," Kakar said.
The man said nothing more.
The information window is closed.
The light dissipated into the air.
Kakar stood up and stretched his muscles.
Then I simply tidied up my things.
Just waiting for someone to take him to the location of the Dark Angel Primarch - Lionel Messiah.
The room Kakar is currently living in is the living quarters of the Imperial Celestial-class battleship, the Invincible Truth.
In addition to its powerful firepower that can easily destroy everything, the Celestial-class battleship also has a size comparable to that of a planet, and its residential area alone is as large as a city.
It is obviously unrealistic to walk to such a huge starship.
After waiting for a while, the doorbell rang.
Kakar walked over and opened the door, only to find two Primaris warriors with black and white painted armor on their bodies.
They showed proof that they were members of the team that brought Kakar there.
Kakar took the equipment he could use for the interview and followed them out.
The transport boat is ready at the nearest platform.
There were also several Primaris warriors waiting there.
After taking Kakar onto the transport boat, they also returned to the cabin.
The transport boat took off straight and flew towards the battleship's administrative center.
The giants sat around Kakar in silence.
Apart from stating their purpose at the beginning, they never said anything to Kakar again.
Only the armor roared softly with their every movement.
Many people don't like being in close proximity with Primaris.
They are huge in metal armor, and ordinary people look very thin in front of them.
The huge sword and grenade launcher also naturally give people a sense of fear.
What's more, they rarely talk.
Many ordinary people have seen them kill more often than they have seen them speak.
Kakar wouldn't, as he had interviewed and interacted with these Primaris warriors many times.
The Primaris train very hard, and their usual entertainment is either fighting or shooting, without any activities other than combat.
To put it bluntly, they are not aloof, but ordinary people simply cannot chat with them.
If the entire chapter were to gather together for a banquet, it would be quite noisy.
Many soldiers would talk about their deeds like chatterboxes.
They can brag just as much as the privates.
Sometimes, when a person is caught bragging, he will get so angry that he will demand a duel.
When the transport boat landed and the hatch opened, Kakar saw an extremely busy scene.
Astra Militarum generals, chapter servants and servitors, compiler mechanics and logistics support personnel came and went, all busy and tense.
Those Primaris warriors led Kakal through various checkpoints and helped him verify his identity.
He was sent to the door of Lion Ryan's study.
This is where the Primarch meets with non-military personnel.
After being notified that entry was allowed, the door of the study was opened.
Kakar stepped inside.
Like the primarchs he had interviewed before, Ryan's room was surprisingly plain.
The interior is simple and without any unnecessary decoration.
Data crystals and books were piled haphazardly on the tabletop.
Ryan sat behind his desk, waiting for him.
He was still examining the holographic projection on the desk before Kakar walked in.
Hundreds of small-scale wars are shown on it.
With his professional vision, Kakar could tell at a glance that the projection was showing the battle in the Makota sector.
That is the important path leading to the Eye of Terror.
After the fall of Cadia, the Makota sector became a key battleground for both sides.
The situation in the Makota Sector is extremely stalemate. Many worlds have been polluted and transformed by the Cancer Legion. The Empire is still struggling to open up the situation.
Many warbands of the Empire have raided it many times.
However, those traitors were like weeds, one after another they came back after they were harvested.
"Sir." Kakar saluted.
Ryan nodded, turned off the battle projection about the Makota sector, and looked up at Kakar.
The Primarchs are the Emperor's finest creations.
Each one has a flawless physique and an irresistible personal charm.
Kakar tried not to look directly at the Primarch.
Many people burst into tears or speak incoherently after seeing the original body.
Kakar didn't want to make such a mistake.
"You've submitted interview requests to me so many times that I begin to doubt whether you will keep submitting them until I meet you if I continue to refuse." Ryan gestured for Kakar to sit on the chair in front of the table.
"I will continue to try for a while until I am sure it is impossible to interview the adults, and then I will give up." Kakar said calmly.
"Why are you so persistent?" Lai En asked.
"I hope to record the story of the lion for future generations, a complete story, rather than guessing from fragments."
“It’s a long story.”
"If you are willing to talk, I am willing to spend time listening."
Ryan was silent for a moment, then finally spoke.
"You can only record it, and you cannot make any changes. You must get my permission before publishing it to the public, or you can publish it after I leave the empire."
"I see."
"There is still some time before the next meeting, so let me tell you what happened when I was thrown into the starry sky from my father's laboratory and landed in the Caliban Forest."
"When I climbed out of the damaged cabin, I was already deep in the forest from the moment I had memories. When a group of knights went deep into the forest to explore, they found me and brought me back to human society."
"Their leader is just this." Lai En stopped talking here.
"Who is the leader?" Kakar asked.
After a moment, Lai En spoke again.
"The leader is Luther, the new knight of the Grand Knights, my mentor, and my guide."
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The Blood Angels Chapter flagship - the Holy Blood.
"Tyers, as a son of the Holy Blood, you have served the Empire for a long time, from a naive recruit to a warrior with countless honors. Your faith is pure and sincere, and your belief is as firm as a rock. After the discussion of the Blood Council, your noble character and achievements have been recognized. Are you willing to serve as the captain of the 10th Company of the Holy Blood Regiment?"
The Holy Blood Priest, Cobreau, who was wearing red armor, holding a scarlet holy grail and wearing a mask of Sanguinius, spoke, his voice without any emotion.
"If you refuse this honor and stand up and leave this temple, no one will blame you, Tiles. If you are willing to bear this burden and swear to live up to this honor, then stay."
Tiles did not move, but knelt there quietly on one knee, waiting in silence.
There is no way he would give up this honor.
This is the best reward for his heroic fighting.
Dante stepped down from his throne and with a soft sound he drew the Chapter's holy sword.
The blade was as long as a mortal body, forged by the finest craftsman in the Imperium, a great Primarch, Vulkan himself.
The sword in Dante's hand is far superior to all weapons in ancient times.
That Primarch was an expert in forging, and combined with the Empire's advanced technology, the weapons he forged were extremely powerful.
Vulkan was not stingy and would forge his own artifacts for those warriors he thought were worthy.
This already symbolizes a kind of recognition.
Only the most outstanding warriors can obtain weapons forged by a primarch himself.
The tip of the inactive sword rested on Tiers' shoulder.
"I, Dante, the Master of the Blood Angels Chapter, hereby declare Tiles Captain of the 10th Company of the Blood Angels."
Many warriors sang the Song of Baal together to celebrate for Tyrs.
After the ceremony, Tils stood up.
His face also emerged from the shadow of the candlelight into the light.
The son of Youji, the water seller in the past, now looks haggard. Years of war have left hideous wounds on his face.
"The Chapter needs to go to Cadia battlefield for support first. The subsequent cleanup of Armageddon battlefield will be handed over to the Tenth Company. Bone Crusher has already escaped from here and mixed with those damned Chaos evil creatures. With the strength of the Tenth Company and the auxiliary army, it is enough to clean up the battlefield of Armageddon." Dante said: "This is also your first battle after being promoted to company commander. Don't let us down."
"We will never let down the name of Holy Blood." said Tiers.
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A few hours after being promoted to the Chapter's command level.
A fleet led by a giant battleship separated from the huge fleet and headed straight for Armageddon.
The Blood Angels Chapter's flagship, the Blood, entered the warp along with many other warships and headed for the Cadia battlefield.
That will be the place where the decisive battle between the human empire and many aliens will take place.
There is no possibility that the Blood Angels will be absent.
Standing on the battleship's command bridge, Tiles watched the Holy Blood depart.
The noisy bridge was filled with the voices of officers and technicians.
The Imperial double-headed eagle flag was hung high above the bridge.
The honor banners belonging to the Tenth Company were arranged next to the double-headed eagle flag.
Some have faded with the passage of time, some are still as colorful as when they were just woven, and some even have dried blood stains.
The previous company commander died in battle, meeting the greatest death with his bravery.
The Primaris warriors are just powerful, which does not mean they are absolutely immortal.
The powerful WGHAAAA energy vaporized him in an instant.
As a result, Tiers became the captain of the 10th Company.
The warband left, and Tiles turned his attention to the mission.
Clear Armageddon, then reunite with the Chapter on the Cadia battlefield.
It is said that the great emperor of the empire has set out from the solar system, hoping to make it in time for the final battle.
Previously, the Blood Angels had been clearing the outer areas of Armageddon, uprooting the planets controlled by the greenskins and destroying their fortresses.
Today, the orcs on Armageddon are like crabs with their legs pulled out, just waiting for the Empire to strike the final blow.
Tirs's mission is to complete the final work and completely eliminate the orcs and demons of Armageddon.
The fleet is moving very fast.
Even though the Empire does not yet have a webway to Armageddon, with the help of the lighthouse navigation system, the speed of the fleet is far beyond that of the past.
After reaching their destination, the fleet began to return to reality.
The spaceship flew out of the warp, and the residual light of the warp still remained on the Geller force field.
The force field-driven engine shone brightly, like a sun pushing the huge warship into flight.
The void shield system slowly started up and took shape amidst the trembling of the shield generator.
A gray planet appeared in front of them.
Covered by thick clouds.
Terrible war broke out all over the surface of the planet.
The world is being pushed into the abyss of death by a destructive force that exceeds its own recovery capacity.
The world is scarred.
Every area is scarred.
Strange energy is gushing out from all over the planet.
The earth has been broken, and hot lava is spreading like a river across the surface of the planet.
War has turned this world into hell.
Armageddon was once the industrial world of the Empire.
Then it became a doomsday ruins due to the invasion of demons and orcs.
The planet's ecological environment has been seriously polluted.
Toxins and radiation have poisoned this once industrial star.
Ordinary people only need to breathe in the unpurified air outside the hive to inhale toxins that are deadly.
Those toxins will cause the lungs to slowly rot and melt.
The surviving humans hid in the Armageddon Hive, defending the planet for the Empire.
The fortress of Armageddon is extremely majestic.
Those towering buildings are protected by huge void shields.
The tall city walls are covered with huge weapons.
Various gun muzzles are scattered all over it, like the sharp teeth in the bloody mouth of a beast.
At this time, an endless green tide was attacking the Armageddon Fortress.
From the battleship's detection device, it can be seen that the orcs are very large in size.
After having the Orc Emperor, the green-skinned orcs also experienced atavism.
They are recovering their strength as killing weapons.