Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

William and Cullens laughed and enjoyed the feast.

The mission of robbing the red pirate base was completed. They made a lot of money and sailed rapidly in the subspace. After going around in circles several times, they went straight to the world of Langjuxu.

The Red Corsairs are exhausted, and it is estimated that some Chaos Sorcerers have been "forced" to sacrifice a large number of believers in the hope that the warp will tell them who the looters are.

Changing the direction of travel a few times may not necessarily confuse the subspace, but it is better than nothing.

They looted countless precious minerals and robbed several large warehouses before leaving.

These mineral deposits can produce many Rand series weapons. For William, this is no different from grabbing a bunch of Land Raiders.

Cullens was also very happy. He met such a good war group, and Stone Will also gained a lot. William promised that in the future, the loot they collected could pass through William's hands and be exchanged for resources from the Mechanicus.

After all, as rebels, they cannot get help from the Mechanicus. Once their warships approach the Forge World, they will be targeted by the Mechanicus' super cannon.

The numerous trophies they captured from the forces of Chaos could not be purified by the Mechanicus. It would be best if William was willing to help them.

The soldiers from both sides drank and chatted happily. Although everyone was still wary of each other, the atmosphere was effectively relieved.

The huge body of the Eternal Mountain was just a drop in the ocean in the subspace. When the battleship finally jumped out of the subspace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The red pirates haven't caught up yet. At least now we are on our own turf.

On the one hand, William detached a fleet to take the captured materials to the Forge World, and on the other hand, the world of Langjuxu began to strengthen its defenses.

Next, William will personally transport these captured rare materials back to Atris and Taste, so before he leaves, adequate defense preparations need to be made.

In the world of Wolf Juxu, the Weeper divided into groups and met the Stone Will, and neither side liked the other side very much.

The Lamenters consider this a group of shameful traitors, a group of degenerates who followed the Librarian and were manipulated by psionics.

The stubborn will believes that these people are loyal lackeys of the empire, which is simply unreasonable.

If William hadn't been the mediator, the two parties would have fought.

Taking this opportunity, William launched a red ideological "preaching" that tolerance is the only way out for us. For the "Emperor"'s great ambition to liberate the entire galaxy, we must seek common ground while reserving differences, unite all forces, and find brothers with the same aspirations to work together. .

Can you handle my call of comrade?

William gradually transformed into Yifeng. Not only did he take over Yifeng's mantle, he also went to other temples to chant sutras vigorously.

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The fallen leaves in the autumn wind scatter on the ground together with joy and sorrow. The gorgeous summer in Langjuxu is very short. After bursting with strong vitality, the life of nature disappears without a trace along with the warm sunshine.

Far away from the military base, the small settlement of people is completely different from the desolation outside. The entire settlement is laid out in a ring, and the houses connected together on the periphery are both places where people live and ancient and solid city walls.

In the middle is a tall statue of the emperor. Although the political commissar has tried his best to stop it, the appearance of the statue still has the charm of Kazanev.

The moon and stars are sparse, and even if the night sky is clear, in this world at the edge of the Milky Way, it is still difficult to observe the glimmer of stars with the naked eye.

Under the high bonfire, men, women, old and young sat together, and the girl twisted her waist to offer precious fruits to the returning warriors.

The outstanding dancing postures and moving singing voices surround the flickering flames, and the dancing shadows reflected on the wall seem to be more intoxicating than the wine in their hands.

Ancient social customs still continue in this world. Even though humans have stumbled across the devastated galaxy for dozens of thousands of years, the scars engraved on historical monuments still cannot stop people from expressing their best and purest emotions.

A teenager named Clemens was sitting next to his friend, enjoying delicious barbecue.

"Clemens, how about the black bull of Frenca I captured!"

"It's really delicious. As expected of you, Ludvik. It would be great if I could meet the Frenka Black Cows every day."

"Don't think about it. They only travel through the dark forest and pass by here during the autumn and winter weeks." Ludvik also had a mouth full of oil.

"Ludvik, the Hunting Festival is coming to an end, how do you plan to spend the rest of your life?"

"Probably go to a larger human gathering place to find a job. After those sky warriors came here, the wages of odd jobs have improved."

"Oh, our future King of Hunting actually does odd jobs for others. That boss must be the God of Hunting."

"Who am I? I just had better luck in hunting this time. I came across a rare prey and came first. I'm still far behind."

"Yo yo yo, it's still far away~~ The score is 20 points higher than mine. I'm almost falling into the dirt."

"Okay, let's stop waffling. What about you, what are you going to do?"

Clemens looked up at the sky. The flames soared into the sky and overshadowed the light of the stars. But when the bonfire was extinguished and everything turned to dust, the stars still shined.

"I want to go to heaven."

"???"

"I want to see the stars and the sea, I want to see a different world, I want to see other worlds guarded by the Emperor."

"Hush~~shhh~" Ludvik covered Clemens' mouth and called the emperor "Master Emperor". If the political commissar heard this, he would not be allowed to attend cultural classes for several days.

Clemens was fooling around with his friends, but suddenly, he looked up at the "roof" of his home, and there seemed to be something shadowy there.

"Huh? There seems to be a figure."

Ludvik looked in the direction of Clemens's gaze and saw nothing unusual.

"There's nothing. Are the roast beef smoked eyes?"

"Whatever, I'm going to use the bathroom. Eat slowly and save some for me."

Clemens stood up and walked toward the building, leaving behind the crowd who were still reveling.

Ludvik's ears perked up, and he immediately started eating as soon as the door closed.

Leave a little, not how much.

Clemens walked into the elevator calmly and sat on the top floor.

The outermost "city wall" is a full thirty meters long, and for the tall people of Langjuxu, it is as high as an eight-story building.

Clemens ran at the top, heading toward his home.

He skillfully climbed up the wall of his house and looked around. He was sure that he had just seen something, but now there was nothing around him.

It was quiet here, and the black smoke from the campfire had almost dissipated at this height. Clemens could see the clear night sky clearly.

He stood quietly and listened to the sound of the wind.

Suddenly, Clemens said: "Friend, why are you standing behind me? This is not the gate of our Tuen tribe."

"Boy, that's not bad. Do you want to go see the stars and the sea with us?"

Clemens was stunned. He had heard this voice before.

The twelve-year-old boy turned around like a robot, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The political commissar of William's army, Zhuoligetu of the White Scar Gene Seed, was looking at him.

A tall red-armored warrior, the Emperor's supreme blade, a powerful warrior beyond mortals.

Zhuoligetu has been observing this child for a while. He discovered him at the previous hunting festival. He is brave, agile, has strong hunting and perception talents, and most importantly, he is very confident.

He just saw a dark shadow and was absolutely convinced that something was up there.

This is a rare talent, because the sons of Jaghatai Khan often fight on the most brutal battlefields, and they will most likely be surrounded.

Life and death only take a moment. Only by firmly believing in your fighting instincts without hesitation can you achieve the final victory.

"Great...Master Warrior, I am very honored, but I need to speak to my mother."

"I'll only wait for you for three minutes." Zhuoligetu threw a emblem to him, which was an interlaced pattern of a sickle held by a big yellow hand and a hammer clenched by a black fist.

Three minutes is the time left for this child to make a decision. In these three minutes, he will make the most important decision in his life.

Clemens hurriedly opened the door. His mother was sitting on the sofa, reading a golden book.

"Mother, Sky Warrior, ah no,...the Astartes took a fancy to me, and he invited me to join them!"

The mother looked at Clemens in surprise.

"Child, what happened to you today? Did you dream? Those adults have never been to our place."

"Mom, it's not a dream, look."

It seemed like a supreme honor for Clemens to display the shining emblem to his mother.

"The adult asked me to say goodbye to you within three minutes, you..." Clemens was suddenly stunned. He had never thought about what it would be like to live without his mother.

"Really, let's go meet my father."

The mother's words suddenly became gentle. Everyone knew that it was a supreme honor to become an Astartes, and so did she.

"Glory, glory. My child, I don't want you to go, but you are better than your father, you should go, you should. Child, we will all be proud of you. Now, go and talk to your father. "

Clemens opened the door to the inner room. Inside was a picture of his father and a long sword.

Tens of seconds later, Clemens walked out. I don't know what he was thinking, but now he had a different expression.

"Mother, I'm going."

"Ah."

Chaos is everywhere in the world, and a true man should rise from the yellow dust and move between Wu Gou.

While an ordinary man is angry, righteousness in the world will last forever.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to take care of the family and the country, and it has been difficult to maintain loyalty and filial piety. When the sword is raised and the horse is raised, a household will be safe. When soldiers and armor are added to the body, the land will be safe. When the tiger talisman rises together, the world will be safe.

Hold high the righteousness of the world and send me back to the dust.

When Clemens returned to the top after 2 minutes and 51 seconds, the red-armored warrior smiled heroically.

If everyone is like this, why should they fear the enemy?

Clemens' mother stared blankly at the unclosed door, tears welling up in her eyes, but they never shed.

She gently walked to her husband's relics, stroked the long war blade, and then picked it up.

I want to join a hunting party.

Now that the war group has entered a normal development period, there is no need to wait for the arrival of batches of biological organs. Now the biological organs are sufficient.

If the recruit transformation fails, recruits can be recruited immediately into the original recruit tank position without waiting for the next batch.

The number of people in the war group showed explosive growth.

Time passed by. When Clemens completed various tests and entered the modification tank, William also officially completed the construction of the galaxy defense system and began to move towards the temporary Second Pacific Star Territory.

The journey was not smooth. Faced with many misfortunes and unexpected encounters, William showed his superb leadership skills and led the battle group and the following stubborn warriors to effectively deal with various hardships and reach the target location.

But the atmosphere here is a little strange.

On Atris, a black ship of the Sisters of Silence floats quietly in the orbit of the planet. This battleship is old and badly damaged, but it still exudes its indescribable power.

William immediately realized Ina's problem and hurried to the world of Atris.

In this vibrant world, the people of Atris warmly welcome guests from far away, even though it is very uncomfortable for ordinary people to stay around them.

The Sisters of Silence, composed of untouchables, have disappeared from imperial records for a long time. Due to their own power, they have always been in a state of exile from the empire.

They swore allegiance only to the Emperor and the Primarch, but in the vast ten thousand years, the Primarch appeared only a few times. There may be official records of only Vulkan, the Lord of Salamanders, facing the unprecedented orcs. At the time of Waaaagh, the remaining blessings inspired the remaining Sisters of Silence to take action and join the expedition to quell the chaos.

Now, with Guilliman back, the Sisters of Silence happily accepted the order and formed a terrifying killing squad with the Emperor's Custodes to kill across the galaxy.

Yifeng met with the leader of the Sisters of Silence, but the other party's flashy gestures stunned Yifeng.

Sister Silence swore when she entered the order that she would never say a word again and would only use gestures to express herself, but Yifeng couldn't understand sign language.

A Cadian warrior stood up and began to translate.

Oh, oh, you want us to help repair the black ship, um, um, the same kind of power? Ah, yes, yes, we have an untouchable.

Wait, Cadian warrior?

More and more strange troops began to disembark. They looked like they had finally been rescued, waving excitedly and saying hello to the people around them.

A group of Cadian warriors, an armored regiment of the Armageddon Iron Legion, eight Deathwatch warriors, a company of Vostonian Firstborn warriors, a half-broken squad of Tanis' only first regiment... ..

Boy, the variety is as varied as the Comoros Arena.

In the follow-up conversation, we learned that they were preparing to go to the world of Ekfut for a large-scale assembly. While forming a large formation, they were attacked by Chaos in the subspace, and a big demon was dispatched to fight them.

In this battle, the leader of these troops, a Custodian, chose to sacrifice himself and die with the enemy. The remaining warships were either destroyed or scattered by the torrent of the Warp.

When this mixed fleet found the opportunity to jump out of the subspace, the entire fleet lost one-third of its ships.

As the remnants of their forces moved towards the best-preserved Black Ship of the Sisters of Silence, Chaos' pursuit force appeared again.

Under the control of the heroic Imperial Navy, those seriously injured battleships without their "passengers" rammed directly into the enemy fleet, buying time for the black ships to evacuate.

The Black Ship can therefore leap into the subspace, but there are still ambushes in the subspace.

Fighting and running all the way, like all the survivors, after finally getting rid of the enemy's pursuit, the black ship wandered in the subspace, found a psychic mark, and came here.

Putting aside the Sisters of Silence and the Astartes, it is difficult to imagine what kind of torture the mortal troops went through to get here.

Those who survived were those with strong minds and enough luck.

A Black Watch warrior took the place of the Cadian warrior's translator and began talking to Yifeng.

These precious special warriors of the empire asked Yifeng for help in repairing the black ship and handing Ina over to them.

Facing the opponent's tough demands, Yifeng acted even tougher.

Just kidding, what is Guilliman, can he be bigger than the Emperor? Kazanev, stay away.

One of the great contradictions of the Sisters of Silence is that they obey the Emperor's orders, but the Emperor cannot bless these untouchables, and the Emperor cannot even find them.

Kazanev talked to the Death Watch in the distance, and then the Death Watch warrior conveyed the message in sign language to the Sister of Silence in the distance.

In fact, the emperor gave Kazanev no instructions at all, only the words "Sixteen."

But who is the Emperor? He doesn't find someone and tell him what to do. (Except for some primarchs and living saints), he is looking for warriors who think like him and help him by blessing him.

In other words, Kazanev thought so, and the Emperor thought so too, so the Emperor helped him.

Then don't worry about it, I can say whatever I think.

I was stunned for a moment after being fooled by the Silent Sisters.

Where have I run? Is this where the Emperor's secret back-up is lurking?

At this moment, William's fleet arrived.

Warriors from various gene seeds appeared one after another, and there were 5 warriors with gene seeds on the surface, which further convinced this group of warriors from afar that this war group was the emperor's powerful back-up force.

Of course, some people have raised doubts. The composition of these people is really incredible.

However, there is no doubt that these people are loyal to the emperor, so they can rest here with peace of mind.

Originally, the leader of the Sisters of Silence hoped to invite Yifeng and the others to join their expeditionary force and go to the world of Ekfut to gather in preparation for a war of annihilation against Chaos, but now it seems that it is not time for this force to be dispatched.

The Death Watch didn't say much. From the moment they joined this special force, they didn't have to think about other things. They just followed the leader's footsteps and tore apart all the aliens in front of them.

Both parties know that the current break is temporary, and Ina's problem directly affects the attitude of both parties.

Personally, Yifeng wants to hand over Ina to the Sisters of Silence because Ina is no longer young.

They did not have the ability to perform life-extending surgery on Ina. Mortal doctors felt very uncomfortable being around untouchable people, and even found it difficult to hold the scalpel.

If you want to keep Ina alive for a long time, you can only leave it to the Sisters of Silence.

However, the opposition within the war group is not small. As the favorite of the war group, Ina is deeply loved by many soldiers.

Who doesn't love a lively untouchable.

This is a difficult choice. The battle group has lost an anti-psionic means. Baina Pao seems to have lost its original effect. If Ina is lost again, then Yifeng will completely become a squatter sweeping the floor at the door of the treasure house. grandfather.

Chaos demons can jump directly and appear inside the Phalanx in the orbit of Terra. No one can guarantee whether they will suddenly attack the Eternal Mountains.

A Star God fragment weapon, an Eldar holy sword, even those few STC template fragments are definitely worth what they do.

Yifeng spread his hands, "We have helped you raise the untouchables for so long. All the training, support, education and other expenses will be paid to me."

There is no need to give too many extra thank-you gifts. Just a dozen or twenty Untouchable Shields will be enough. We are not greedy.

"........"

The Sisters of Silence couldn't help but ask a series of questions. Because the sentence patterns were so rare, even the Death Watch soldiers who had been acting with them for a long time didn't understand what the series of rapid gestures meant.

The Sisters of Silence can actually provide the bones. Their sisters have just passed away, and they will be sent to the monastic fortress for divine blessing and then made into sacred shields.

But it’s too immoral of you to ask that.

Yifeng said, isn't it unethical for you to steal our group's favor like this?

We originally used the high asking price to tactfully tell you how much we value Ina, but you actually thought we wanted so much.

You are also... too real.

Negotiations here have reached a complete deadlock.

On the other side, the remnants of the Astra Militarum who had not seen a peaceful world for a long time finally relaxed. The local Astra Militarum recruits in Atris were chattering around these big-headed soldiers who were busy eating, hoping to listen to what they had to say. Let’s talk about that difficult and bizarre experience.

"Let me tell you, at that time... Wuwu~ I saw a super large black object rushing towards our defense line. Wuwu~~ Our political commissar immediately asked us to open fire. I was holding a Wuwu~ ~Woooo~ The melta gun handed to me by the leader, I stood directly on the bunker, and I just whined at the thing~~"

With his mouth full of delicious stew, a warrior of the Vostonian First Sons "takes time" to recount his "glorious" experiences.

"Come on, if we hadn't pushed you up at that time, your legs would have been shaking so much that you couldn't walk, tons, tons, tons..." The soldier on the other side was drinking wine.

Even with a lot of bandages on their bodies, these big guys were the first to rush to the wine area.

"You still have the nerve to push me up. You are really cowardly."

"Can that be called cowardice? That's called following one's heart."

Atris is full of joy.