Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Assemble, prepare, set off;

Starport, frigate, shuttle.

For half an hour, Gothic—this huge planet divided into blue and red colors divided by human settlements and forging worlds, became smaller and smaller in the eyes of everyone;

An artificial ocean with undulating tides, a hive city covered with green plants...

The industrial rust belt is black and red like a pool of blood, and there are never-ending forges flowing with bright red lava...

No matter how magnificent civilization is, it cannot match the laws of physics;

No matter how great a race is, it is just a drop in the ocean in the vast universe.

And after more than ten minutes, when it completely disappeared from Sura's sight, the shuttle also quietly sailed behind an asteroid belt into the cargo hold of a certain output ship that was quietly opening.

In two hours, the transport ship disguised as an armed merchant ship returned to Gothic again, and then followed the huge ship flow and recognized the dull routine password.

The wetware occupied by mechanical logic could not see through the camouflage it wore from the Inquisition, so after successfully obtaining the permission to pass through the inner ecological zone, the transport ship quietly passed through Goth's outer defenses.

Sulla, King, and the four sons of Calvin stood quietly in the specially-made warehouse with a shield, like six sculptures made of steel.

The internal circulation system of the power armor was working quietly, with only occasional data streaming in the darkness. After causing the servo to chirp at an increased processing frequency, their eyepieces flashed a little light.

Bang!

I don’t know how long it took, but when the heavy object fell to the ground, it meant that artificial gravity was restored again. Several giants woke up from their meditation, and then began to habitually inspect their equipment.

Next to the transport ship that had sailed into the star port of the Gothic capital, an agent who looked like a worker walked into the warehouse. Sulla and others looked at each other in silence, and then ignored the corpses lying behind him. Walking out with the gesture.

Star port - shipyard - orbital elevator that descends directly from the clouds;

The train, which was as huge as a cruiser in the old days, used hundreds of tons of solid metal wheels to rumble through all the dust and wasteland on the rails, and then carried a sword of judgment forged from Titan into the distance—— That huge city where prosperity and crime coexist.

The giants walking in the three-dimensional city had no sense of existence. They clearly had huge bodies and iconic armors, but they still looked like ghosts and did not alarm any monitoring along the way.

The benefits of the Tribunal's deep cultivation of Goths for many years are vividly displayed here. Among the countless roads extending in all directions, there is always one that allows them to calmly look down at the mortals at their feet without causing any ripples.

Sulla's vision was also shocked from the hundreds of sleeping warships placed on the side of the star port when he just left the warehouse, to being numbed by the prosperity of the forging world and commercial hive all the way.

This is Goth, a planet with both steel and singing and dancing;

This is Gothic, a contradictory world with war and peace at the same time, two completely opposite phases.

"They are not normal..."

The Gray Knights strode forward, while Sulla at the front of the team looked sideways.

Behind the one-way transparent armored glass, there is a broad field of vision covering more than ten kilometers in the vicinity from a bird's eye view at a height of several hundred meters in the air corridor.

In the eyes of Sulla in this corridor, on the buildings on the outer edge of the lower level of the hive, mortal soldiers as small as ants were being assembled and mobilized in staggering numbers.

Weapons, ammunition, armored vehicles, and field hospitals, vehicles the size of matchboxes and black blobs converging;

He could even imagine the sound under his feet at the moment. It was the rumbling vehicles and the swishing military boots that were merged into a torrent, and then among the successive passwords, they pointed in the direction Sura had walked before.

This army, which is gathering from various camps, has obviously received clear combat orders. However, when Sura passed through the hive building, he did not hear any relevant information on the encrypted channel of the defense army.

"Rebellion." Jin didn't look back and still maintained his traveling speed. He was not surprised by the rebellion taking place beneath his feet, and his tone did not even change at all.

"——Here?" Sulla first accepted the facts, and then tried to understand the logic of the facts. However, the planet under his feet was not only filled with the weapons of the empire, but also the force of the forging world itself, which made him unable to understand the logic behind this situation.

"No, not here." Jin turned his head and stopped.

The gilt texture of Achilles' helmet reflects a gorgeous halo under artificial lighting. Different from the azure blue of the Gray Knights, behind the dark red eyepiece, Sulla can still feel Jin as an emperor. The guard, that plain but compassionate look.

"In Jehard." As he spoke, he seemed to have looked beyond Sulla to the place they had just passed;

Sulla reflexively clenched the halberd in his hand because - it was the largest warship cemetery in the entire Gothic.

In the Gothic mainland, and even in the shipyards of the three nearby forging worlds, the essence of human industry accumulated over thousands of years is placed in the starry sky behind that star port;

Hundreds of warships were sleeping in that void.

Each of them represents the labor of tens of millions of people per century; each of them is the essence of human industrial technology!

And if these sealed and reserved warships are lost, the entire Gothic Sector and even the entire Hazy Star Region will suffer a heavy blow in terms of war potential!

The enemy's malice was so strong that the moment Sulla understood their intentions, his chest expanded unconsciously!

"Why don't you stop them!"

The clanking armor showed Sura's impatience, but in the field of vision he looked around, the other comrades appeared indifferent.

Looking back again, he saw Jin who was still calm. Sulla, who was belatedly aware of this, finally realized that Gorgon, no, the mission given to him by the original body was not as simple as he imagined;

And when did he himself become the last person in the team to know the news - the one who was isolated?

"Psychic energy."

Among the comrades behind him, Arbitrator Thor, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

He looked at Sura seriously, and then said in a slightly clumsy tone:

"You can no more fight it than you can fight your destiny."

"I didn't!" Sura defended instinctively.

But when his eyes met his comrades, and the rising consciousness in his instincts, at the moment of contact with the will of the legion, he received a huge flow of information.

His pale explanation naturally disappeared in the breeze blowing in the corridor.

"Let's go." Jin's voice saved him, allowing the briefly-stopped team to move forward again.

The former seemed to have no interest in the problems between Sulla and his comrades, while Sulla also took the time to "read" the information in his brain.

At the same time, in the conference hall of Blackstone Fortress, everyone who received the notice from the Tribunal that there would be a rebellion showed indifferent smiles, and then they were informed by the news that "the rebels are targeting the Jerhad Star Port." Shock.

The smiles on their faces didn't have time to disappear, but the blood under their skin disappeared without a trace in just a few seconds, as if blown by a storm.

"No! They won't succeed!" Admiral Holmes is still struggling. The elite marines stationed on the star port are his last stubborn source of confidence.

"What if someone sneaks in early?"

Calvin looked to his side, and the Inquisition Intelligence Officer continued to speak after receiving the prompt.

"Ahead of time? Sneak in?" Holmes's eyes moved rapidly, and the muscles on his face became ferocious and twisted at a certain moment!

He suddenly turned his gaze behind him. There was the position of his adjutant and the deputy chief of staff of the Gothic Naval Command - Commodore Johnson!

"Yesterday, the battleship decommissioning list I signed was sent by you, right?"

late! I'm so sorry!

I recommend this book to a friend.