Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 179 Initial Assembly and Unexpected Approach
Thought for the Day: Prophecy is meaningless when it becomes part of the future itself.

"Tell me why you're here, Apothecary from Flaming Eagle. I wonder how poor your Chapter is to have an Apothecary in charge of diplomacy?"

This was the first sentence Elvis heard after he set foot on the interstellar fortress "King of Birds of Prey".

The mouths of this group of Astartes, whose names were similar to those of the Elvis Chapter, were still so stinky, and the yellow and red paint was as annoying as he remembered.

If it weren't for Calvin's mission, he himself would never want to come here again.

"As you can see, we are indeed a bit down. But we also have something that you don't have. Take me to meet your elders, I have something to explain."

Elvis restrained his emotions, and said to Hercules, the first captain of the Firehawk Chapter, who greeted him in front of him.

"The battle group leader is waiting for you in the conference hall. As I said bluntly, where are your high-level battle groups? Are they all dead?"

Hercules, who turned around and walked in with Elvis, did not stop talking, and was still using his arrogance and roughness to covertly test Elvis' intentions.

But Elvis had no intention of entangled with him. It had been a year since he left Calvin, and he was eager to complete Calvin's mission just out of the court's sight, and he didn't have the extra energy to deal with such trivial details.

He simply stopped, approaching Hercules oppressively with his taller body after undergoing purification, staring into his eyes and said:

"If this is what you wish, then as you wish, yes. I am now the only veteran of my regiment, are you satisfied?"

"...Sorry" Hercules took half a step back, he had no doubt at this moment that if he offended again, the other party would die with him.And the information in Elvis's mouth was enough for him to understand the importance of the other party's trip.

There was no other communication between the two until they entered the meeting hall of the interstellar fortress.

"Tell me your reason for coming, young man of Blazing Eagle. Although we are not bound by blood, we are both victims of that incident. I allow you to make a reasonable request for support."

Adelaide Yadonis, the leader of the Firehawks, sat on a throne symbolizing his status, looking down at Elvis.Standing beside him was the chief pharmacist, Silas Moore, and Hercules who had just walked behind him.

"The envoys of the other battle group on the opposite side don't even give a seat. Is this how the Firehawk treats guests?"

Elvis looked at the three people above him, and sneered at their judgment-like reception attitude.

"If that's your attitude, then I think I can leave."

"presumptuous!"

Hercules stared angrily, he just wanted to speak, but Adelaide on the throne raised his hand to stop him.

His cunning nature was evident at this moment, and arrogance was one of the weapons they used to conceal their intentions, as much as their reputation for brutality.

"That depends on what you bring. Sit down, honorable envoy of the Brother Chapter. Let me hear your purpose."

Elvis walked with his right hand under the guidance of the guards, and sat under the chapter leader Adelaide.

After the guards exited the hall, he spoke to Adelaide under the eyes of the three:
"I'm here to solve a problem for you, a problem about gene seeds."

"Oh one question..." Adelaide was still repeating along with what Elvis said.

But when the former finished speaking, Adelaide, who understood the meaning of Elvis' language, changed his face suddenly.

He squinted his eyes uncharacteristically and smiled, looking at Elvis's head and chin slightly swaying. Hercules, who received the signal, did not move his upper body, and began to slowly reach for the plasma pistol at his waist with his hand hidden out of sight.

And Adelaide's own big hand also began to caress on the power sword hilt standing obliquely beside the armrest of the seat.

The words in his mouth did not stop, and the obscure Gothic language came out from the roots of his teeth as if he had been chewed vigorously:
"I don't quite understand what you mean. Young man, what do you want to help me with? You, say it again?"

Elvis was not in a hurry to answer, the hall in front of him was filled with killing intent like substance.He knew that if he couldn't get to the point in what he said next, he might not have the chance to explain again.

"I, have a way to purify your gene seeds."

His determined voice echoed clearly in this ancient hall fortress.Just like the information in his words, wave after wave hit the top of the Firehawk Chapter.

"How is our industrial capacity now? How far is it from the minimum shipbuilding standards?"

Calvin stood in the large forging factory on the iron ring, watching the huge gravitational magnetic field forge working amid deafening roars.

The huge ceramic-steel alloy blank is like a mass of molten liquid at high temperature, and it is precisely pulled and transformed by the magnetic field.

This is the efficiency and scale that the ground casting technology will never achieve. Breaking away from the shackles of planetary gravity, the explosive leap forward of human manufacturing ability in a vacuum environment is a landscape that he had no chance to see in his previous life.

"In fact, enough is enough. If we are not too slow, even the most primitive planet can spend a century building a standard imperial warship."

Father Constantine had a rare break from the work on the Mechanical Ark to meet with Calvin.

Now, as the supreme sage of the order, Constantine, who can be regarded as half a casting general in a sense, has too many things to be busy in his hands.

Calvin hardly ever saw him take a break, even when he was talking to Calvin, the data interface behind him was still connected to the main body of the ark.

The endless documents and authorizations submitted from all over the world finally gathered the rapidly refreshed data on the pupil membranes of his eyes.The huge amount of work is like an endless river, scouring and devouring the few remaining sanity of the mechanical sage.

"You should pay attention to your rest, I don't want to lose your helper ahead of time." Calvin said half-jokingly and half-warning.

"Don't worry, I won't die. I'm too busy to die."

Constantine's answer is just like his identity, even humor must be found in cold words.

"The standard Imperial battleship you mentioned just now, shouldn't it be a "Moon-class" cruiser?" Calvin turned the topic back and asked what he was most concerned about.

"Yes, as long as there are enough ores, even if it is a barbaric world, I am confident that I can provide you with such an imperial standard battleship within a century."

Constantine said seriously, as if Calvin gave an order, the inhabited planets in the three nearby galaxies would start this long project.

"No! No! No! I don't want such a big and useless ship. Let this kind of garbage serve the Imperial Navy. The Gray Knights and Astartes don't need this kind of thing."

Calvin shook his head repeatedly, denying Constantine's suggestion.Then, belatedly, from Constantine's green mechanical prosthetic eyes, he noticed the smile unique to the members of the Mechanicus.

"I suddenly wanted to dismantle those parts of your body and see which part is responsible for your aesthetically abnormal sense of humor."

He gritted his teeth and threatened the mechanical sage, and then, on the expression of the latter thinking seriously about the reason why it was not feasible, he laughed and regained his face...

The hearty laughter echoed in the towering tower, which was a rare expression of emotion in the decades since he became the leader of the tribe.

This journey through time and space is coming to an end, and he knows that the time he spends with this mechanical priest who can be called a partner is getting scarcer.

When the two parted, he looked into Konstantin's eyes seriously and said:
"Don't die, my friend. I want more memories with you..."

In Imperial Calendar 081.M36, at the edge of the solar star field, next to the famous *** galaxy, a huge interstellar fortress is running its engine with all its might.

Dozens of large plasma reactors are outputting full power under servo control, and nearly a hundred injection ports are spewing hot tail flames.

The fortress swallowed a huge amount of energy at an astonishing speed, and it was a long-distance journey full of doubts and worries under the cost of incalculable consumption.

"You'd better pray that what you say is the truth!" Hercules stood beside Elvis, which was the highest instruction given to him by the Chapter Master.

The Chapter has taken all five battle barges and battle companies within them back for this operation.

The companies carried on these spaceships have their own missions that need to be performed, and some of them even include some half-baked battlefields.So this kind of behavior can be said to be very bad in nature.

Although they have done things like leaving without saying goodbye before, in all fairness, every time they sell their character, they get reasonable income.

This is the first time that the Firehawk fighters have directly abandoned their allies without any visible benefits...

Thinking of this, Hercules felt a little guilty for no reason, and he felt that this violated their principles.

Bless the Emperor!I hope this guy is telling the truth, otherwise, they will have to imagine how they will face the wrath of the high lord and the court...

The embassy with the newborn Astartes of the Firehawks Chapter had already departed, and the other Chapters formed in the Founding of the Damned must have received word by this time.

In contrast to the two "Eagle Order" Astartes fighters, compared to those Chapters will have the same choice.

But it won't be absolutely the case, at least that person from the Black Dragon Squadron might not be able to come.

Hercules had worked with them before, and the strange culture of the warband not being ashamed of their mutant characteristics, but proud of them, was still fresh in his memory.

Under the threat of Elvis pointing out that the Inquisition will definitely wipe them out in the long run, they reluctantly said that they would consider it.

The weepers are not necessarily, this group of bewildered people are lucky for their mutation.

If he was corrected, compared with the blood thirst and black anger on them, Hercules felt that he would rather choose melancholy, since melancholy would not kill anyone...

The Minotaur warband was not credible, and after discussing with Elvis, he went to their warband headquarters in person.

Standing in front of this group of violent madmen who were rare in the warbands that were built at the same time, Hercules admitted with difficulty that there were really warbands that were more willing to fight fiercely than them.

This Astartes, who are notoriously dislike fighting with mortals, in the eyes of Hercules, is obviously more interested in them and the Chaos Space Marines who are also Astartes.

And he seriously suspected that there was an unspeakable deal between this group of tauren and the high lord.

He even guessed that if Elvis hadn't taken out a mysterious badge① at that time, then what awaited them was the fate of being tied up and sent to Terra.

Don't even count on the Blood Snake Demon. They probably aren't even sure whether that group of people have brains or not.After discussing, the two gave up directly.

What about Antai's son?It's also choking.That group of people didn't have any obvious physical characteristics, but having no abnormalities was more terrifying than having abnormalities.

The ghost knows what little secrets are hidden in them...

The engine of the interstellar fortress has burst to the limit, and Manzeville point is just around the corner.

The moment he was about to sail in the subspace, Hercules, who had been thinking about it for a while, actually discovered shamefully:

This group of wargroups known for their depravity is actually considered normal among the brothers who founded the army at the same time...

"It's better to be normal, better to be normal..." He muttered in his mouth, in exchange for Elvis' strange eyes.

The eternal war of empires in the galaxy continues, and the rush of blood and souls still seems to have no end in sight.

However, under the vast territory of the empire and such a grand war background, there are a few relatively inconspicuous forces that are gathering towards the galaxy where Calvin is located.

Some of them were belatedly aware of the empire, and finally discovered the abnormal internal audit institutions from the abnormal material gathering here, such as the recently born Foreign Religion Order and Rebellion Order.

There are also cursed, desperate Astartes warbands such as the Firehawks and the Tauren and Wailers.

Calvin predicted both of these and made arrangements accordingly.

But there are also some unexpected guests from outside that Calvin did not expect.

As existences earlier than human beings, they have been hidden under the veil for thousands of years after the civilization was broken.

These strange but self-contained creatures have unique interests and pursuits, and their whereabouts are secretive.

Led by the prophets of their race, who have both reputations and reputations, they are active in every corner of the history of the human empire, trying to change some established or undecided things with their unique power.

Unfortunately, the results were not ideal.

All in all, these "people" are nothing more than a ghost of their race civilization after its demise, still living in the dream of rebuilding the rise of the civilized race.

At this moment, they are exploring in the direction of Calvin with a cautious attitude.

This is a very different style from their previous ones, even going to some more dangerous areas, they have not experienced them so cautiously.

This special attitude comes from the prophets inside these "people". In their perception, Calvin is both an unpredictable variable and a final conclusion for the process of history.

This kind of contradictory conclusion forced them to approach Calvin cautiously, not daring to easily touch this unknown element in order to affect the existing prophecy.

PS: ①The badge of a high-level member of the Order of Ominous Omen, with extremely high authority, can pass through the high lord and go directly to the palace to meet with the imperial army.There is a similar description in the official original book.

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(End of this chapter)