Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 186 174. News of the Badab War
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The capital of Tadarim, Slane, the Temple of the God of War.

Marash stood at the top of the great temple, and behind him was a magnificent statue of their god of war, Ammon.

Compared to the statues of the ancient saints cast and carved by the Kalai protoss, the statues of the God of War showed more aggression and powerful fighting power.

Marash likes to stand here because he can overlook the entire Tal'darin home.

Compared to Al, who is well-organized, Slane presents more of an unplanned disorder.But like Kalai Protoss, the entire Slane has also undergone a high degree of urbanization.

Various weapons factories and food synthesis factories stood on the black surface, and the black smoke spewed out combined with the red clouds in the atmosphere.Between the huge weapons factories and the food synthesis factories are the houses of slaves and the houses of low-class poor people, and surrounding these shacks are some markets and facilities that serve pirates.

Compared with the world ship used as the largest black market in the universe, Slane is more reflected in the political connotation. Although there is no difference between the civil architecture and the world ship, there are more political buildings with a very dark style. .

A several kilometers long wall isolates the entire real political center of Slane from the slums and factories outside.There is fresh oxygen and beautiful gardens here, and a variety of rare and exotic plants and beautiful works of art from the human and human systems are available for the political masters and business elites here to appreciate.

The most eye-catching is a series of industrial masterpieces.Whether it is the several-kilometer-high dome Hall of the God of War and the huge Archon Auditorium, or the exquisite temple buildings and museums displaying trophies from all over the galaxy, or even the flowers, grass, stones and trees here embody incomparable charm. Nobility and luxury.

On this huge planet, only the capital of Slane is like this.On this central planet, the noblest people deserve the best life.People outside the wall and slaves bought or plundered from all over the galaxy can only work in a dark environment for life.

These slaves will produce everything the Tal'darim need including weapons, food, ammunition depots, armor, and most importantly, the Breath of the Creator.

Diazine.

In the traditional myths of the Tal'darine, this gas that seeps from Slane and strengthens them is considered to be the evaporated blood of the God of War.When a Tadarin inhales this gas, its power will skyrocket and its personality will become more manic.

And because of another Tal'darin traditional custom, the effect of this gas is even greater, that is, the Chain of Ascension, the Rak'sir Ceremony.

In Tal'darin society, if a Tal'darin wants to enter a higher class, the quickest way is to perform the Rak'shir ritual with his boss (only among warriors, don't imagine that you can do it with the company boss) this ritual)
During the battle, the two sides will start a duel. The two will be located around the magma pool, and they will purely use their own energy to collide. It will not end until one party falls into the magma pool.During the battle, supporters of both sides can help their supporters win by inputting their own energy off the field, but actual assistance on the field is strictly prohibited.

That's why Diazine is so important in Tal'darin society that it requires a monopoly at the highest level.

As the highest ranked person in the entire promotion chain, Marash had just absorbed half of the Creator's Heart, allowing him to regain some of his aging strength.

Marashi looked at the tens of billions of people at his feet, but felt a little powerless in his heart.Things that have developed over the past few hundred years have become somewhat beyond my ability to cope with in a timely manner.

With the intrusion of the human empire, the invasion of the Tyranids, and the resurgence of the undead, the galaxy is experiencing a new era.

Marash was unwilling to give up the rights in his hands, so he was constantly trying to find ways to adapt to this new era, but he was frustrated to find that he seemed to be getting further and further away from this distance.

However, the reputation of his subordinate, High Lord Alarak, has become increasingly prominent. In an operation two years ago, he not only successfully rescued Niang, who had been imprisoned in El Prison, but also fought back several times. The revenge fleet of the Tyranid Zerg and the Human Empire.What's even more terrifying is that in these battles, he also showed his excellent fighting talents and powerful psychic abilities, so much so that many young warriors now even consider Alarak to be their best warrior. It can already replace the aging Marash!
You know, he is not Aldaris. That cunning old turtle always looks up to the Ancient Saint above his head.With the gods as his backers, he naturally doesn't have to worry about his status.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Marash envied Aldaris for being so lucky to keep his position for so long.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the character of Aldaris. In the eyes of outsiders, the ancient holy statue is a harmless statue. It seems that it never cares about the affairs of the world. The Supreme Speaker plays a decisive role in the entire empire.But Aldaris knew that all important matters had to be checked and reviewed by Gray. If the Ancient Sage said no, then it was no, and Aldaris was the one responsible for stamping the seal.

Just when Marash was thinking wildly, his Li Ming subordinates hurried over and stood quietly in the shadows aside.

The supreme lord turned to look at the high-ranking templar and stretched out his already withered arms.The other party quickly gave him the document in his hand and quickly left the supreme lord's private space.

When he opened the file, he immediately squinted his eyes. After reading it carefully, he couldn't help laughing and said sarcastically.

"The Badab War... Hey, humans, are you going to start stupidly killing donkeys again?"

And in the underground of the El Golden Temple, Gray also saw this message.The news coming from the Maelstrom area was that Lord Huron had indeed gone against the grain.

A major event in Warhammer, the Badab War was the largest Space Marine civil war since the Horus Heresy.The final result was the rebellion of the Star Claws, which turned into the rise of a chaotic force called the Red Corsairs. The Maelstrom Guardians who were deceived or tricked were all dispatched one by one to carry out the atonement expedition.

"Ah, is there another big battle?"

While Gray was patiently reading the documents sent by the intelligence department, Kusi, who was holding a large book of historical notes, stood behind him at some point and said in surprise based on the information above.

Netate, who was sorting out knowledge about subspace on the other side, asked in an incomprehensible tone after hearing this.

"What's wrong? Isn't war a common thing in this galaxy?"

"But wars between the Astartes are too rare! It seems that only the legendary Horus Heresy happened..."

After hearing this, Gray looked up at the two people arguing and thought in his heart
"The war...will never stop, but the battle in the Maelstrom is not simple...well...maybe you can go take a look."

The war warning of the Maelstrom quickly spread throughout the galaxy, and now the focus of the entire galaxy is once again focused on this naturally formed subspace rift.

The flames of war will once again burn in the galaxy!

(End of this chapter)