Emperor's Bane

Chapter 42 Sabis Star 4
"The so-called Ran Dan is not so much a tyrannical and barbaric alien civilization, but rather a sinful alliance formed by several powerful opponents. It is a giant snake Hydra with countless heads. Whenever you think you have already cut When all its vicious onslaughts are gone, it will poke more profane legions out of the darkness."

"Only for now, we have found different opponents on the battlefield with Ran Dan, including Ran Dan, the bone eater, the brain eater, and the worm-shaped Sloth, and besides that, Ran Dan is still a big Large-scale slave-holding races, they will drive a large number of alien races and even human slaves into the battlefield, as cannon fodder that consumes the ammunition and energy of the defenders."

"According to the information we have uncovered, Ran Dan's tactics have not changed much in these years: their army commander is named [Warmaster], and each [Warmaster] has different powers, commanding thousands of Wan's army and cannon fodder slaves, and under the [Warmaster] is the elite warrior of the Randan race [Overlord], the [Overlord] is an extremely difficult opponent, their brutal strength and combat experience are comparable to Astar The best of the special fighters, and their weaponry is even better."

"In most cases, Ran Dan is used to sending their elite fighters [Overlord] to drive a large army of slaves to charge the front line. This kind of attrition battle sometimes even lasts for several days, and their main force will be in [ Under the leadership of the War Commander], they are waiting for the opportunity, looking for a chance to kill with one blow, but at the same time, once the army commander is killed, the morale of Ran Dan's army will be severely hit, and there may even be a short-term rout .”

"In addition, Ran Dan is quite good at some unique tactics, such as the large-scale use of drones, and they will also control a celestial-level artificial war satellite. Controlled by their nerve-controlled slaves, their deterrence in void battles is comparable to that of the Queen of Glory."

"In addition to these terrifying war machines, Ran Dan's elite fighters are also opponents that cannot be underestimated. They are almost taller than the Astartes, full of brutality and cunning, have rich combat experience, and don't mind using all kinds of despicable These [Overlords] are also equipped with excellent equipment. Their guns and armor contain some technologies that we cannot explain for the time being. On this basis, almost every [Randan] Overlord will be equipped with a private void. Shield to protect yourself."

"In the battle with these beasts, please make sure that their heads are destroyed, or their limbs are completely separated from their torsos, otherwise, please don't relax even a little bit of vigilance. Their body structure is different from that of humans. For Fatal wounds in the throat and chest cannot kill them quickly, and let's be honest... the will to fight in these [Overlords] is truly astonishing."

"Destroy their heads with a chainsword, smash their limbs with a bolter, and if you can, trample their chests until they are no longer visible—want to kill a ran Dan [Overlord], this is the safest way."

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Zahariel's voice wandered in the room, but this cheerful dark angel was raising his face very seriously at this moment, telling the information that the terrifying opponent was allowed to spread to the person in front of him bit by bit. two guests.

Ahriman and Morgan sat across from him. The two representatives of the Thousand Sons Legion put most of their energy on listening to and memorizing the knowledge, while the remaining part went through the porthole and came to the pale and In a barren world.

Morgan was very serious, but Ahriman was a little absent-minded.

Sabis 4 star, this is the name of this extremely barren world, as the name suggests, it is the fourth world in this galaxy called Sabis galaxy, and it is also the only one in this galaxy that allows humans to barely carry out colonization activities Although there is only barren fresh water, foul-smelling creatures, a small amount of minerals, and endless wind and desert in this world, the only Sabis River that runs through the continent has also become the name of the galaxy.

Before the start of this war, there was only one mining organization with less than 4 people resident on Sabis 30, but since the invasion wave of Randan aliens began to appear and disappear in the nearby galaxies, the Sabis galaxy also Being involved in this war has become an insignificant footnote in the empire's long eastern defense line.

A mortal legion that had already been defeated in the Shana War and suffered heavy losses was dispatched here to become a more than nothing defender here, and these, these sad mortals ushered in a group of unexpected guests.

"The 23rd Kronos Regiment... I remember that's their name, right?"

Ahriman yawned idlely, showing no concern for these talentless mortals.

[Yes, the data shows that they were defeated in the stalemate of the Shana campaign. Although they have been recruited again, their combat effectiveness is not enough to be trusted. 】

"An army that can't even be considered a mortal auxiliary army, and its combat effectiveness is not enough to trust."

Ahriman's eyes passed through the porthole, and finally stopped on the rather shiny Mandeville point in the corner of the Sabis galaxy. He turned his head and glanced at Zahariel.

"That thing is why we're here?"

"Yes."

Zahariel nodded.

"A Mandeville point that has never been discovered before, and is so huge that it is large enough to enter and exit a large-scale fleet. The purpose of our coming here is to confirm all this, and if necessary, we need to leave enough defense forces .”

Ahriman touched his chin, feeling the drowsiness that almost spread all over his body.

"Since it's so important, why act now?"

The Dark Angel smiled helplessly.

"A mechanical bishop in Shana's world noticed it when he went out to inspect, but when he returned to Shana's world, he was quickly sacrificed in the war, and his colleagues had a little bit about the ownership of the inheritance... ...a small disagreement that was only recently resolved."

"Then they figured this out when they were sorting through the documentation, and here we are."

Zahariel spoke very seriously, but the listeners didn't listen very much.

Ahriman kept yawning. He hadn't rested for a long time. During these days, he had been constantly assigning the Thousand Sons under his command to ensure that they would reach the corresponding Dark Angels company smoothly.

In the chaos and complexity caused by the Randan War, this was not an easy task. Many times, Ahriman could not even trust the legion's communications, and could only determine the identity of each Thousand Sons warrior through time-consuming and laborious transmission of spiritual information. Condition.

But fortunately, it all came to an end.

Zahariel's narration was still going on, but Ahriman was no longer in the mood to continue listening. He waved his hand and left without speaking.

Sometimes, he really sucks.

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Morgan showed an apologetic smile to Zahariel. She precisely controlled the arc of her mouth, because she was not sure how much strength and angle [Apology] needed, and she was not sure whether her eyebrows and eyes needed more. fit the theme.

But fortunately, Zahariel didn't delve into it. He was always a relatively cheerful person. He was more than happy to talk to Morgan about some more things without involving the secrets of the First Legion.

[Can you talk to me about Mr. Luthor, as a mortal in the Astartes Legion, it is inevitable to make people curious. 】

Zahariel laughed at Morgan's question, and he spoke quickly.

"Your Excellency Luther, he is a very good coordinator and logistics supervisor, and he is also the most trusted person of [Lion]. He is the most typical Caliban, serious, serious and extraordinary."

[However... when we visited him before, I found out that Mr. Luthor was once a knight? 】

"Ah... yes, but when we talk about knights, we always think of [Lion]. All the cavaliers in Caliban combined cannot compare with him. As for Your Excellency Luthor, after we left Caliban, he has been Now that he is in charge of the civil service, he has handled it very well and has never complained, so he must be very satisfied with the current situation."

Morgan nodded, she tilted her head slightly, and remained silent for a while, a few gleams of light flickered in her dead pupils.

[Sometimes, I am really worried that I will not be able to do some of my work well. Tell me, if I write to Mr. Luther for advice, will I be rejected? 】

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Don't worry, don't worry, Lord Luther has always been a very friendly person. His self-esteem may be strong sometimes, but this does not mean that he is unwilling to help others. Just write, if you are ashamed to speak, I can help you too."

"Of course, if you have any other questions, feel free to ask them. Since we will all be comrades in arms fighting side by side for a period of time in the future, it is only natural to help each other."

This enthusiastic attitude made Morgan put on a smile, and then she looked at the door.

[There is indeed one, Mr. Zahariel. 】

"Well, let's talk."

【Do you know where there are grapes? 】

"……Um?"

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As the company commander, Zahariel is naturally not a guy who can sit around all the time. When it was his company's turn to land, he naturally left.

Morgan was alone in the room.

Morgan sat on her seat with her legs crossed, one hand resting on her face, her eyelids kept flickering, and her eyes wandered randomly on the pure black battleships outside the portholes, these battleships carried about 1000 people. Angels, they will stay in this world for a while.

In this perfect silence, countless thoughts began to burst out in Morgan's mind, and they merged or collided with each other, giving birth to sparks of thinking.

Morgan was a little uneasy, instinctively uneasy.

Ever since she came to Ran Dan's front line, there were many things that made her feel afraid and uncomfortable: the layers of organizational structure of the Dark Angels Legion was only the most obvious one, which made Morgan maintain the highest level almost 24 hours a day. With a high degree of vigilance, she always feels that everything about herself is being watched.

Morgan tried to contact or communicate with some dark angels, but a deep voice stopped her. Most of the time, she chose to stay with the Thousand Sons or simply stay alone, maintaining a cold and efficient Pure white resume.

And Athel, the Captain Athel who may have been forgotten by no one, the dark angel who was supposed to hand over Ahriman and Morgan, has disappeared along with his small fleet in the battle with Ran Dan, and The Ran Dan fleet that tore up Athel's company never sent back any information.

According to the conjectures of the imperial staff, this powerful fleet containing war satellites should be the reinforcements sent by Ran Dan to strengthen the front line, and there was indeed news of the war satellites appearing in the battle at the front line, accompanied by The fierce battle on the front line has gradually subsided during these few Terra standard days, and the Dark Angel Legion was able to take a little breather for a while, and no one cared about the news for a long time.

But Morgan remained uneasy.

This kind of anxiety not only comes from the Dark Angel and Ran Dan, but also from the emptiness in her heart: she didn't know what she was going to do for a while, and her goal made her instinctively want to get close to the Primarch, but [Lion]... …

Considering the current situation of the First Legion she had witnessed, she began to hesitate again. During this hesitation, Morgan randomly laid out a few dispensable moves.

【Lion】...

She continued to think about this almost legendary figure.

Maybe she did need to see him, but before that, she needed to burn enough fire in this war for everyone to notice.

The signs of thinking began to appear, and Morgan stroked these thin threads of thinking, and began to weave his own plan bit by bit, very slowly.

There seemed to be an Astartes passing by outside the door, their heavy steps seemed to pause for a moment, a short but intense quarrel broke out, and then slowly disappeared into the distance.

But these are not worthy of her concern.

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"What's the matter with you, Salieri?"

Ever since he walked through the corridor just now, Hector felt that his fighting brother seemed a little abnormal.

From time to time, he would stop suddenly, then stare fixedly at the wall or the door, and then leave feeling lost, and every once in a while, he would repeat it again.

In the end, Hector almost forcibly dragged the experimental Librarian out of the corridor, not wanting to lose face on First Order turf.

"What happened to you?"

Hector frowned.

"me……"

In his impression, Salieri, who had always been eloquent, suddenly stuttered. The psyker first looked around before whispering.

"I seem to feel it just now...a strange breath is there, it seems to be calling me, I am very eager to go there, respond to it, and even surrender to it..."

"That feeling... like the connection between the Astartes and the Primarch, as they say."

Hector raised his eyebrows, blinked his eyes, and quickly started thinking, then turned his head and looked around the corridor.

Finally, he patted Salieri on the shoulder and motioned him to leave with him.

"No matter what, we will talk about it and do it when we are down-to-earth."

　Some readers said that there is no sense of substitution, emmm
　　Allow the author to be confused, er... Will reading this kind of heroine with a Warhammer background really feel substituting?
　　By the way, I put part of the settings and early history of the Second Legion in the work setting volume, you can take a look to better understand the plot.

　　
　
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