Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 202 Old and New, the Approach of the Other Side.

"Have we eliminated that monster yet?"

A low but hard voice rang out from the later flagship of the Chaos fleet, but the very sound of the words was tinged with suspicion.

"I'm afraid not."

Another voice also replied in a firm tone after witnessing the fleet's destruction of Pale Wing.

The dirty black burqa enveloped this black Mechanicist priest who was completely made up of mechanical tentacles and could no longer be seen in human form.

It can barely be called an organ of the head, supported by a respirator that is more symbolic than practical, and gives its own basis to the originator of the problem.

The dark green data pad was pulled out from the podium by one of its tentacles, and the end of the claw-like tentacles rummaged through the scarlet blasphemous data records on the screen:

"The augury showed that there was a 0.03-second countdown before the shelling, and there were signs of teleportation on the Pale Wing, and it was not effectively stopped.

After the target location is updated, there is a high probability that it is near hive capitals numbered 5-9, and orbital strike measures can be considered for further remedy.

"in addition……"

The priest looked behind him at the burly Astartes whose armor bore horns and teeth.

"Based on a general theory, the probability that he belongs to an oversized body is greater than 99%, and the probability that you belong to a monster..."

"Can you shut up?"

Kelsen shook the lightning claw in his hand, interrupting the mechanical priest's summary.

"Okay, after calculation, the probability of being destroyed before I finish my presentation is greater than 95%..."

The priest with profane technology is still faithfully immersed in the calculation of data, but the former midnight lord black armor guard is no longer in the mood to listen to his report.

His thick body in Terminator power armor stepped on the pace like a bell, and approached another relative in the cabin.

"What's your opinion? Are we going to carry out the original plan? Or, according to Father Norris's opinion, we should clean up here first?"

"There is no time, my brother."

Said the mysterious Astartes in green power armor with scales covering his torso.

"In Lord Hydera's plan, the fleet's follow-up supplies must be completed within 5 standard Terra revolution cycles.

The system of this industrial planet has consumed too much of our energy, it cannot be broken any longer.

The power of the macro cannon is obviously excessive, and it will affect the stability of the plate. I can't bear the risk of other problems before the last batch of supplies is produced in the industrial zone! "

"So you want to let him exist, you know there are still resisters here, if you add this monster..."

"Not anymore!"

The mysterious Astartes interrupted the Night Lord, looked at the area on the surface that was still spewing out industrial waste gas and said:

"There are still 30 standard rotation cycles before the last supplies. After getting these supplies, ask Father Norris to drop the virus bombs he stored. Under the natural disaster, everything here will come to an end."

Kelsen's facial expression is hidden behind the helmet, making it difficult to see whether he shares that sentiment.

But the identity of the Astartes in front of him is extremely special. On this battleship belonging to the Night Lords, his status at this time is even higher than Kelsen, the nominal master of the battle gang.

"Then, as you wish. The fleet will wait in orbit until what you ask for arrives."

Glancing at the starry sky outside the porthole for the last time, Kelsen, who lost interest, gave the captain the order to approach orbit and cruise synchronously, then turned and left...

On the other side of the starry sky, thousands of light years away, the fleet from Orpheus has quietly arrived at the outskirts of the Leyak galaxy.

The huge but small figures of the three cruisers are currently exploring and advancing in battle formation in the starry sky.

Now without the Leyak interstellar portal, they can no longer make precise leaps through the warp.

As the first batch of advance ships, they could only use their own engines to crawl slowly in the endless starry sky between galaxies.

"Have you found that galaxy yet?"

Alan Janus stood on the top floor of the battleship Revenant Redeemer, looking indifferently at the boring scenery outside from the perspective of the huge porthole of the cathedral-like building.

In the previous emergency communication with Krieger, the 383 Sons of Calvin led by him had already set off on a battleship ahead of others.

Under the guidance of the navigators regardless of the cost, the Grand Cruiser Brilliant Blade broke through the layers of barriers in the subspace with powerful force, and joined forces with the Revenant Redeemer at the agreed coordinates.

Jules and Gavins finally met the sons of Calvin.

These new gray knights are as they expected, pure and firm, but also have the unique characteristics of Calvin.

Allen also saw Gavins' difference at first glance. Like the honor guards behind him, he has a deep soul bond with Calvin.

This kind of spiritual consistency and mutual rendering, in front of these gray knights who carry Calvin's gene, has a foundation of trust and a special tacit understanding that other compatriots cannot match.

They had already confirmed each other's affiliation after a simple exchange of pleasantries. Except for Alan Janus who was exceptionally promoted as a temporary arbiter, the rest of the Gray Knights automatically became private soldiers recognized by the Titans.

And the newborn Gray Knights have no objection, and they extend their trust in the Honor Guard to the entire Chapter.

The latecomers, who numbered nearly 400, did not turn against customers as Yule worried. Instead, they showed their discipline and obedience in the reorganization orders that were resolutely implemented.

While Yule was greatly relieved by this kind of acceptance, he was also very grateful that Gavins and others existed on this trip.

Their equipment has also been updated in time:

Under the urgent deployment of Aidan and Yule, the backup materials of the Gray Knights of Orpheus were concentrated on the Revenant Redeemer at this time.

On this battlecruiser named after their genetic father, the newly born Gray Knights shed the Mark series power armor produced by the Krieger galaxy and replaced it with a brand new Holy Shield power armor.

Their weapons have also changed from the standard-sized boltguns and power swords:

A large number of storm-type psionic storm bolt guns and Nemesis battle halberds are piled up in the weapon warehouse of the soul savior like a hill.

And what piled up even more were the uncountable psionic armor-piercing bullets and siren-type armor-piercing bullets.

The deployment of these special equipment belonging to the gray knight's psionic combat mode made Aidan and his brothers breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt that the wargroup attached great importance to them.

After these new forces were in place and their professional equipment was completed, after the training began smoothly, Yu Le finally got out of his busy schedule.

Standing on the heights of the training ground, he looked at these gray knights who seamlessly connected with the honor guards and could directly enter the "legion mode" to fight without adapting.

He could not restrain himself and said to Tabers beside him:
"Time is really a wonderful thing. It always reminds me inadvertently that I may be old."

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(End of this chapter)