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Chapter 291 Son
The Thousand Sons expert floated silently behind Li Anjun, almost flying close to the ceiling.
Seeing that the soldier wearing the Mark X armor was still staring at the patch, the scarlet warriors approached to an absolutely safe distance and raised their bolt guns to aim at the exposed head.
The moment the hellfire bomb left the muzzle, the soul-destroying fluctuations immediately attracted Baina Pao's attention.
Again? We've changed places, right?
Li Anjun instantly received the subspace warning, and a psychic shield immediately formed behind him.
Bai Na Pao: You move away, I will fight next and beat him myself.
The power of enchantment instantly filled Li Anjun's consciousness with the roars of countless mortals. He clearly knew that someone had launched a soul attack on him. Even if he did not look back, Li Anjun could still sense everything around him.
Without looking back, he responded with several psionic lightning bolts. The power of thunder cleansed away the criminals. The sacred psionic energy struck. The Thousand Sons strong man had quick eyes and quick hands and pulled a scarlet letter warrior in front of him.
Screams and wails came from the empty battle armor, like strong wind pouring into the battle armor from the broken tactical eyepieces, whistling and emitting high-frequency sound waves.
Blue lightning jumped on the power armor, from one joint to another. The fully enclosed armor began to "leak", and the bound soul was exposed to the real world, and was ruthlessly oppressed by the barriers of reality.
The Thousand Sons strongman immediately gathered the souls of his comrades, turned around and ran away.
This enemy think tank was more powerful than he imagined.
He flew along an air valve pipe, constantly releasing phantoms to confuse the pursuers behind him.
Li Anjun closed his eyes tightly, and his body moved uncontrollably on its own, constantly chasing the enemy. His soul clearly saw the flow of spiritual energy within his body.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
Li Anjun always thought that he had psychic powers and went berserk, but this time he lost control too much. Likewise, he could learn more.
Every secret of using spiritual energy in this body now exceeded his imagination. Li Anjun's soul could clearly see all the changes in his body. He was greedily learning without even the consciousness of resisting.
The power of the Hundred Patio Robe is so warm that the individual integrated into it can gain essential stability, but the enemy doesn't think so.
The power of Bai Napao collided with the Thousand Sons Wizard for several rounds. Each time, the Thousand Sons strongman had to use some tricky methods to make the enemy's power fall into the air. However, it only bombarded the moon-class cruiser and exploded. The energy made him feel threatened by death.
"O my destiny, where have I been?"
.......
Yifeng's blade was only an inch away from the high priest's neck. The anti-psionic power absorbed all the blessings of Tzeentch, and the high priest suddenly lost the mist covering his soul.
In extreme pain, he opened his left eye and looked at the terrifying armor.
Because the blessing of Chaos faded, the price of his previous use of psychic energy appeared. His thighs began to shrink, his right eye rotted, the entire eyeball turned into pus and disappeared, and half of his face ulcerated.
These broken parts have lost their corresponding souls.
Without the soul, the corresponding body also begins to disappear.
"Forbidden Army~~"
"Oh, you woke up when the sword hit your forehead?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
"Yifeng...chapter leader?"
"Call me Commander. What happened?"
"...We entered the depths of the subspace, damn Alpha...kill the navigator...the palace, the planet made of huge crystals...No, no! Who am I??? Who am I?? "
His body began to change, and dusty memories began to return.
"Victory Alpharius!"
Yifeng was a little speechless. You acted so much that you forgot who you are, right? I thought I could get some information.
"Bang~" One shot killed the Chaos believer.
Yifeng just wanted to turn around, but felt it was not safe.
He had such a big hole in his chest before, and everyone thought he was dead, but wasn't he still alive and kicking? Now blow your head off…..
No, not safe, flamethrower!
The fighting brothers on the side heard Yifeng's cry and ran over. Under the gaze of the division commander, they said that the enemy in front of them was burned to ashes and sent to an unknown place by the scorching air waves.
Yifeng felt relieved and turned around to look at everything around him.
Flesh and flesh corpses covered the bridge, and countless warriors were supporting each other. The enemies wearing the power armor of the Redemption Light Chapter were easy to deal with. The trouble was those muscular mutants with huge strength.
These mutants are really dizzy when they swing up big pillars and hit people on the head.
The flesh and blood dispersed, revealing a command room that had been completely covered in patches. There were rivets and iron sheets everywhere on the sides of the command podium, and patching materials with different emergency levels on the ceiling, layer by layer, as well as other necessities. Walls in the lower areas, including the mortal crew's lounge, bedrooms, etc., were removed and patched in such important places.
"They've run out of ammunition and food." This is the simplest judgment.
"Listen to the follow-up troops and immediately look for the battleship's navigation records. I want to know what happened."
"Commander! Li Anjun is missing, and there are reactions of psychic explosions behind him!"
Yifeng turned around immediately.
I knew those Qianzi wouldn't just run away. This group of people who believe in Tzeentch are like the Dark Eldar. They will always cause trouble for you before they achieve their goals.
Just after taking two steps, Yifeng suddenly turned around and said: "Don't give up the guard here, be careful of the enemy coming back."
The servants of the God of Trickery are not so easy to deal with.
Wait, Thousand Sons...a dark thought...
"Connect me to the pharmacist channel...pharmacist! How are the wolf brothers? Are there any with full combat power?"
The pharmacist was transforming Ans and glanced at the patient's seat. "It doesn't matter, a company of people can do it."
So why are you hesitating? Thousand Sons and the Wolf Group are at odds with each other.
The Burning of Prospero was one of the deepest wounds of the Thousand Sons Legion. The Emperor asked the Wolf King to lead the Sixth Legion to punish the Thousand Sons, but under Horus's provocation, the Sixth Legion went too far.
Thousand Sons and the Wolf Group are at odds with each other.
The moment Brother Wolf landed on the deck of the Moon-class cruiser, he smelled the stench of the traitors. Several veterans who could fight wildly took off their helmets and sniffed everywhere, with cruel smiles on their faces.
The new recruits closely followed the veteran leader, passing through the ruins and leaping over the broken passage. The exploding psychic energy in the distance made the expressions of the wolf brothers even more distorted.
"It smells like a traitor."
"Boom~"
Li Anjun's indiscriminate bombardment of psychic energy turned the Scarlet Letter Warriors, who were in numerical superiority, like flies dancing in the air.
The Thousand Sons Wizard wrapped himself in a burst of psychic membrane to disable the controlling psychic powers, but that was all he could do.
The huge metal plate was torn off by the psychic energy and hit him directly. The long river of psychic flames surged in the channel and hit him like a tsunami. He also had to deal with the sudden appearance of lightning and strange creations from time to time.
What kind of think tank is this guy? How come they all know it?
The Thousand Sons strongman suddenly remembered his genetic father. The super strong man or the original body who was favored by the God of Destiny could directly use powerful witchcraft regardless of talent.
"Damn it, he didn't even recite the spell, why is he so powerful... No, it seems like he never stopped talking..."
Li Anjun's technique of scolding was learned from the Langtuan and White Scar children...
That curse word flew out with a fireball, and the Thousand Sons Wizard began to wonder if those nasty words were a spell to activate psychic powers.
This guy was also stunned. He imitated Li Anjun and yelled, and then... he took three ice picks in a row.
Li Anjun's helmet beeped, and he heard a rare psychic message from another think tank.
"Li Anjun, suppress the enemy towards the warehouse area. The division commander will lead the troops to guard there."
The Thousand Sons strongman gave up using psychic phantoms to distort light. The enemy's vision seemed to be at the subspace level, and the phantom seemed to him to be a weak psychic energy.
Then... what if I create a clone that contains energy stronger than my own body?
The Thousand Sons strongman poured 80% of his body's power into a psychic clone. Using this spell requires paying a lot of money, but he can't care about that much now.
Use it immediately.
As expected, Li Anjun bombarded the clone indiscriminately and kept driving it into the distance.
After receiving a random burst of psychic lightning, the Thousand Sons strongman's body immediately restrained his power and minimized his connection with the subspace. The Scarlet Letter Warriors stood beside him in a daze.
Hide, hide again….
The psychic reaction was obscured by the subsequent big explosion. A ball of power that made his heart palpitate should have stopped his clone, and the two sides had already started fighting.
The Thousand Sons master wanted to retreat, but felt that this place was too strange and there must be a huge secret hidden there.
Information is the God of Wisdom's favorite thing, and He sees hidden intelligence as Khorne sees skulls.
This Thousand Sons strongman decided to hide quietly deep in the battleship and take advantage of the chaos to get some information. Even if the casualties this time were extremely heavy, he could use the information to return to the subspace for communication.
He thought so and took a step forward gently.
"For Ruth and Allfather!"
The wolf brothers suddenly jumped out from behind the ruins and pounced on the enemy fiercely.
The fastest wolf brother threw all his firepower at the enemy. The missiles collided with psychic energy, and the anti-psychic bombs broke through the enemy's barrier in the smoke screen, tearing apart the Thousand Son's body in an instant.
The Tau meningeal concentrate exploded in his body, and the extremely disgusting force made him fall to his knees on the spot, his whole body twitching uncontrollably.
What does psychic deception have to do with my olfactory search?
The remaining fighting consciousness of the surrounding Scarlet Letter warriors and the hatred deep in their souls for the Wolf Regiment soldiers drove them to continue firing, and they were destroyed after a moment.
One of the wolf brothers still died. The scent was the advantage of the wolf group. Wearing adamantine armor without a helmet, it would be better to wear power armor. At least power armor would run faster.
The wolf brothers had no nonsense or any thoughts of interrogation, tearing their enemies apart in just a few blows.
The Thousand Sons strong man's flesh and blood corroded by the subspace are scattered everywhere. Every drop of this blood is full of corrupting power. Once a mortal touches it, he will be noticed by Tzeentch and unknowingly become his spy.
The wolf brothers sat down on the ground, surrounding the fallen veterans, surrounded by the scattered scarlet letter warrior armor and internal contents.
They gathered around and roared loudly.
.....
Yifeng was a little angry. He had been tricked again. He was actually a clone. As soon as he got close to him, he began to fade. When the cross sword split him in half, he became two halves, floating in the sky, and continued to fade until his spirit Can be completely absorbed by the armor.
On the other side, Li Anjun's tears were streaming down his face and he couldn't stop them at all, and they still had some psychic power.
Bai Napao: Yifeng! I can't see you, I can't see you! ! !
After hearing a few words from Yifeng, the anti-psionic power popped him out of Li Anjun's body.
The soul of the think tank regained control of the body and smiled foolishly.
Yifeng: "It's broken. My think tank is broken. Damn it."
Li Anjun: "No, sir, you don't know what I know. I understand!"
The think tank was dancing around trying to show off the powerful psychic spell he had just used, and then suddenly became weak and fell to the ground, falling into a coma.
Five minutes later, Yifeng stepped on the body of the strong Thousand Sons, confirming the authenticity of the enemy's body again and again.
Did you steal a body from somewhere and lie to me?
In order to ensure absolute safety, Yifeng asked hundreds of soldiers to conduct an intensive search, with Brother Wolf standing behind...
It was finally confirmed that the enemy had been driven out.
.......
The Redemption Light Chapter has been discussing it internally for a long time and has developed many plans.
It is basically impossible to break through the encirclement among more than a hundred battleships.
They came to the very clear conclusion that the enemy could not possibly possess sufficient manpower to deploy Astartes on every warship.
If one warship deploys ten people, the one hundred and twenty ships will have 1,200 people, which is more than a battle group.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
The plan drawn up by the think tank only allows the most elite warriors in the group to use subspace teleportation at the beginning of the war to seize an approaching super-fast battleship of the enemy. They can only directly join the enemy in absolute secrecy. The bridge of the ship replaced their command system and issued the order to retreat. All other strike cruisers covered the ship and had a chance to break out of the encirclement.
This is basically impossible.
Diogen refused to do anything so risky.
They have been fighting abroad for a long time, and the information they received is not very accurate. In their intelligence system, only the Red Torrent's heroic fight during the last Tyran invasion was commended by the regent.
There is no updated information yet.
Diogen watched melancholy as a transport approached their flagship, sending a message requesting a dock.
"I think I am not suitable to continue to be a chapter leader. After this escape, I will retire. You can choose a more suitable chapter leader."
Diokin met Nian Cijin. His vision was still as sharp, but there were a few more things behind him.
"In order to thank your regiment for its great achievements and fearless sacrifices in the fight against our traitors, our regiment fully abides by the treaty, returns the one hundred and fourteen pairs of power armor found, and provides an equal amount of power armor as a token of gratitude. ."
Diogen's answer was weak, "Thank you very much, can we leave? We have accepted the regent's call and need to set sail immediately."
"Regarding the misunderstanding that our battleship damaged your group's strike cruiser, I took it upon myself to present a new-star frigate to your group."
Diokin rolled his eyes, feeling that something was not right. There must be a monster if something goes wrong.
"This matter of the frigate is not in our previous agreement. We only ask to leave immediately and will not accept your gift."
"Then let's talk about the next thing."
"Is there anything else we need to discuss?"
"What do you think?" Nian Cijin's strength gave Diokin no choice but to continue the conversation.
"At first, I wanted to pay some confidentiality fees," Nian Cijin said slowly.
"No need, we will keep it a secret for you, if this really involves the great emperor and regent."
"Yes, I expected you would say this, so... I would like to make a more friendly suggestion. We would like to have more in-depth communication with your group."
Diokang wanted to say it was not necessary, but after seeing Nian Cijin's confidence in attending the meeting alone, he decided to let him finish.
"Exchange battle brothers and learn from each other. For example, we deploy a company here with you to help you fight, exchange technology with your tech sergeants and pharmacists, and you do the same."
"We're going to see the Prince Regent."
"Of course we know that. It just so happens that we have a group of soldiers who want to meet the regent and give him some important things. At the same time, it's time for the Death Watch soldiers to make some arrangements.
The "foreign students" of the Death Watch usually fight for two hundred years, but the number given by Red Torrent is too many, and it is guaranteed that after returning, the next batch will be even larger, so the Inquisitor is willing to "break the rules" and let these warriors return early. Some go back.
A large portion of the Alien Tribunal is even close to the Red Torrent Chapter.
Diokin rejected this proposal. After all, the Redemption Light Chapter has quite a secret, and it is not appropriate for outsiders to know such an overpopulated number of people.
"You can come with us, and we will protect your ship until it reaches our destination. Believe me, this is very sincere."
And Nian Cijin smiled.
One hundred anti-psionic warriors walked with heavy steps, followed by more than two hundred pairs of power armor, and walked into the strike cruiser and stood behind the warehouse.
The warriors of the Light of Salvation were holding bolt guns and wanted to stop this group of unknown warriors. They called many people to come, but...
The battle brother wearing adamantium armor raised his bolter and fired a shot into the chest, shocking them.
"It makes no sense, brother. This is the Primaris version of the Centurion suit. We need to go with you to meet the Regent Robert Guilliman."
Diogen heard the noise outside and knew something was wrong.
"What did you do?"
"Nothing, let them come in and introduce to the distinguished Chapter Master Diokin what the important items I want to transport to Guilliman are."
Later, Nian Cijin introduced the armor to Diokin in detail, and invited him to use the power sword to slash the armor with all his strength, completely confusing all the Redemption Angels.
Diogen's vigilance told him that even if there were three hundred Astartes on his ship, there was nothing they could do against these warriors wearing super armor.
The hundred soldiers they boarded were enough to take down the strike cruiser.
Diokin gritted his teeth and said forcefully: "These armors are too precious and must be sealed in a top-secret warehouse."
(We can’t wear it, we’re afraid…)
Nian Cijin said generously, we can not only take off the armor, but also teach your soldiers to wear and use it. What is the use of a top-secret warehouse? Is it as safe as wearing it directly as a Primaris warrior?
Diokin was already convinced of the origin of this war group, but he still had...
"Ha, I know your doubts. These one hundred warriors do have extra tasks. They have to transport an STC template, which is a template that records the technology of these powerful super battleships you see."
How can we hand over all the templates? We must only hand over a little bit. The question is to use the technology on the templates to improve the battleship on the Moon-class cruiser.
Of all the information, the technical sergeant ensured that only the continuous plasma weapon, the Ion Storm, was of sufficient value.
On the one hand, Belisarius Caul has the gravity gun, so the intervention of Ion Storm is the icing on the cake. On the other hand, this can effectively improve the status of our battle group in Guilliman's mind.
Even though it can't be lifted as high as Caul, it can effectively rise to a height that is difficult for most forces to reach.
As other Astartes Chapters speak ravely about Ion Storm and the results achieved with it, our status will grow in Guilliman's mind.
This would give Guilliman a good word to say even when he met the Emperor.
Yifeng is convinced that the Emperor doesn't know much about our chapter. Not only do we stay outside the Star Torch, but we also wear anti-psionic armor for long periods of time. The Emperor's impression of us may only be what Mad Wolf has seen.
At best, the Emperor trusts our Chapter as much as Guilliman trusts Cawl.
Diokin immediately stood up, "STC fragments?!"
"Don't be nervous. Our technical sergeant has confirmed that the technology inside is limited, but it can indeed greatly improve our combat effectiveness. As a reward, I can let your technical sergeant learn these technologies. Well, remember not to tell anyone."
No matter how much the Redemption Light Chapter hates machinery, they cannot refuse such an important thing.
"I understand what you mean."
Diogen immediately made a decision in his heart. Not only did he have to escort some important things back, but he also had to be vigilant at all times against these soldiers of the Red Torrent, reminding the members of the Mechanicus in the Empire not to trust them easily. Studying template fragments is to pay attention to electronic viruses. Invasion.
"Then let's..."
"At least a hundred Astartes, preferably including pharmacists and technical sergeants. If you are worried, you can also send the priests over. How about placing them in the damaged strike cruiser. After we repair it for you , can we change it back next time we meet up?”
We have cleaned up the battlefield. Dozens of you, the more than a hundred sacrificed warriors, are wearing apothecary armor and equipment. No matter how you think about it, nothing is wrong, okay?
"Just do this." One hundred adamantine armored warriors have entered the cabin, and more than a hundred warships are watching eagerly outside. Diokin has no choice.