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"...Are you joking? Prophet."

shouted a night lord, waving his lower arm, moving the scattered eyeballs of his victims, which were strung like pearls and hung from the warrior.

"Stop talking nonsense, Prophet, you know, only here can we sleep peacefully, and we won't be cut off by someone who takes a fancy to our armor or weapon!"

"Dumal was right."

"You can't drive us away... You must have some small thoughts! Say it, Prophet, and let us laugh at you!"

The words of the Night Lord made the surrounding soldiers laugh. After winning a burst of applause, he bowed to Talos again, like a court clown... In fact, he was becoming Astartes was indeed a circus clown before, and after becoming the Night Lord, his first work was the former circus owner, whose body parts still hang on the warrior.

Talos didn't respond with ridicule as usual, but as if he sensed something, all the midnight lords fell silent, and they had a bad premonition.

"I'm serious, I'm going to overload the subspace engine on this ship to destroy a giant stargate of a false emperor, and I will enter the real space soon," Talos said lightly, "This ship is about to fail Now, quite a few of you are technical sergeants, you should be well aware of that."

"..."

The Night Lords looked at each other. After seeing this scene, Talos was about to continue to say something, but a sudden sharp pain rushed into his body, making the tired prophet's body convulse - hallucinations, precognition, future vision, it doesn't matter what The name, the power to be cursed [-] times, once again presents Talos with a corner of the future:

The Night Lord hunted the Night Lord in the dim battleship, the Night Lord killed, captured, and executed the Night Lord... Talos fought hard with a slender Night Lord holding a scythe, whose helmet was blown off by him , revealing a beautiful woman's face, and dotted on this face is a pair of eyes that are as red as blood!

Then, darkness enveloped Talos.

"..."

Talos, who withdrew from the hallucination, gasped heavily. He struggled to stand up, facing the mocking but hidden concerns of all the midnight lords, and shouted loudly:

"Absolutely cannot enter the real universe!"

However - it was too late.

Nightfall entered the real universe like a giant whale jumping out of the deep ocean under the night, and stepped into the trap set by the Night Lords Legion like those ignorant prey in the past... set by the new Night Lords Legion trap.

Chapter 719 Chapter 520 Chapter IX Prelude: Recorder

Sister Agentha took off her glasses and placed them on the book cover on the wooden table, blocking a row of fine gilt letters.

Agatha, who was ranked among the top grades in the Faithful Academy, was immediately admitted to the nuns after graduation, and became a Sister Dialogous (Sister Dialogous), a member of the Order of the Fractured Cipher.Her specialty was languages, but like all nuns, Agatha was trained to fight.

Of course, commensurate with the magnificent life of Sister Agatha as the "Recorder of Destiny" and "Emperor's Secretary" is her birth. Some people say that she tore up her mother's womb and came to the In this world, she is still holding the quill pen bestowed on her by the emperor, and some people say that she was just an ordinary human girl when she was born, and she happened to encounter several events that could change the galaxy, so she is completely unworthy of these names. No. . . Agatha dismissed it and didn't bother to argue, but only her late father knew—

The moment Agatha came into this world, she was blessed by the death angel sent by the emperor, by the elders from ten thousand years ago, and by fate itself.

This blessing has made Sister Agatha, brought her fame and status, and allowed the future world to glimpse the last hundred years of the Emperor's reign.

"Sister Agatha."

A voice sounded outside the door, it was the Astartes warrior of the Black Templar, his name was Atreus, and he had a calm personality, just like Caleb, the Lord of the Black Templar in this expedition.

Castellan is a rank held by the Black Templars.Sometimes a Black Templar is broken up into battle companies, and to lead them, the Field Marshal in charge of the expedition appoints a Brother of the Sword as Castle Master.The Castellan is equivalent to the company commander of the Codex Chapter, but this does not mean that he can command at least a hundred warriors, and their men may only have ten or twenty Space Marines.

Usually a priest would follow the castellan to keep him in line with his battle-brothers... this time the priest was called Geratos, and Agatha had had a little run-in with him not long ago. (cv13038824, "Signal to Noise", the story in it is quite interesting, especially the scene where the priest breaks the defense at the end)

"The castle owner informs you to go to the bridge and bring your notes."

"Okay, I'll come now."

Agatha put on her glasses. She picked up her thick notebook and walked out. Halfway through, she retreated and took her weapon as a battle nun... a sharp short blade.This thing gave Agatha a little courage to face the priest who was definitely still in a state of rage.

Or the Astartes of the Dark Angels are more kind, Agatha thought to herself, she had dealt with the Dark Angels after she became a nun, and the latter was very kind to her, as if she wanted to rub something Great people smell catlike.

After following the Astartes named Atreus to the bridge, Agatha found that the priest Geratos was also there, and his priest's scepter was hanging on his waist, and he was slowly recovering. After expressing her own mood, Agensha came to the castle master and asked in a respectful tone:

"My lord, what do you need me to do?"

"Here," the castle master nodded at the projection in front of him, and a planet was thrown in front of Agensha. The phantom of the planet slowly rotated, dotted with logos of mountains and rivers, "This planet was once the site of Horus' rebellion. One of the battlefields of the period, to be precise, is the place where the Supreme Lord fought."

One-winged angel?

Agatha nodded, she knew the name, a name crowned with glory and miracle, honorable and sublime, and the Empire still enjoys his glory to this day.

"I know that the High Lord not only participated in the battle of Terra, but also sent many troops to fight in various places in the galaxy... I am honored by this, my lord."

"We just met an exploration force of the Order of the Circle. They hope to exchange weapons and equipment for us to temporarily serve as guards when the exploration force unearths the ruins," the castle master Caleb said lightly. It is hard to imagine In the battle not long ago, this steady voice would turn into a loud and powerful battle cry, "We just need to stay in the orbit of the planet."

"Then why..."

"I noticed the damage on their ship, very unique damage," said the castle master, with more worry in his voice:

"That's what we're here for, and that's where you need to work."

After hearing this sentence, Agatha understood that although she was young, she was one of the few authoritative figures who could read the complex hieroglyphs of the Khansu dynasty of Necrons. The Stats were taken and counted as part of the Expeditionary Force, although the latter did not welcome the nun.

"These mechanical priests of the Order of the Circle obviously encountered something, but they didn't care, and even came here to dig the ruins...don't say anything!"

The pastor said angrily that his anger has not dissipated until now, which made Agensa more happy as if she was scolded and found her way back.

"Maybe it's just because of our fighting power, but anyway, as a member of the empire, if we can help each other, we still need to help each other."

The castle master didn't continue talking, he thought of the dozens of brand new power armors, dozens of power swords, an idle dreadnought mecha and piles of explosive bombs and ammunition boxes lying in the battleship, and then closed his mouth mouth...to keep from laughing out loud.

But of course, precautions need to be taken. The expedition fleet of the Black Templar allocated and arranged the fleet, but just when the fleet was in place, a faint green crescent moon emerged from the darkness in the depths of the universe. The ring The several warships of the Order seemed to have been prepared long ago, firing at the sickle-class harvester of the space necromancer again and again-however, two more sickle-class harvesters appeared from the darkness!

Everyone's faces lost their smiles or the disgust that surfaced when they saw the alien, replaced by solemnity and calmness in the face of death... This is not an enemy that this fleet that doesn't even have battleships can contend with, the Empire All a warrior can do is fight and die with glory in the fight.

The piercing siren resounded throughout the bridge. Sister Agatha was entwined by the roar of the castle owner, the screams of the crew, and the tremor of the battleship. She was thrown to the ground by the shock, but when she was about to grab the railing and stand up, A hand covered in steel lifted the nun to her feet.

Agatha saw the priest's skull helmet, and the latter didn't pay attention to her expression, but shouted loudly:

"I! Just! I know! I know! Those mechanical priests of [Black Templar foul language]—"

Aginsha didn't hear the pastor's words. She was at a loss just like the pastor, the castle master, and everyone who could see the scene outside the battleship:

After thousands of pure white flashes, thousands of slender and powerful warships leaped out of the light, golden spears of light streaked across the icy universe, and macro cannonballs hammered like heavy hammers. Hit the hull of the ancient alien warship, smash it, dismember it, destroy it!

After all this was over, the soldiers of the expeditionary army of the Black Templar realized that the three warships of the Necromancer were completely destroyed in just a few minutes, turning into floating dust, floating under the light of the stars. Fascinated by misty colors.

"They... are back..."

Chapter 720 Chapter 530 Prelude: The Beginning of the Dark Expedition

"Speak, demon."

Abaddon, the former commander of the first company of the Sons of Horus, the current Warlord of Chaos, the Chosen of the Four Gods... There are too many names on his head, so many that this great predator is too lazy to count Degree.

Now, there are four demons standing before Abaddon, in the battleship Vengeful Spirit Queen of Glory, in this battleship that once symbolized the supreme glory of mankind, the power from the warp twisted and reshaped this world. A battleship, turned her into a magic lair, a slaughterhouse, and a cemetery!

"Is there anything that will make you, the chiefs of the Chaos Gods, come in person?"

Scarbrand struck the blades of the twin axes together, causing the imprisoned demon inside to roar deafeningly, and then the demon, cast out of Khorne for eternity but more loyal than ever before, roared said:

"The blood god will help you without paying blood and skulls."

Kugas, the Great Unclean One, Nurgle's favorite demon, was once a Nurgle spirit sitting on Nurgle's shoulder.And while Nurgle was concocting the most poisonous poison he had ever known, Kugas tumbled from his lair into Nurgle's cauldron. The power of this kind of poison swelled up, and it turned into a great unclean person... He wept in a low voice, and even his eyeballs fell to the ground, and small Nurglings grew out:

"Father let me take his crucible and offer you the most wonderful plague."

Shalasi, the Scourge, was created by Slaanesh to fight and defeat the great daemons of the other Chaos gods - especially the bloodthirsty ones of Khorne.Shalasi had driven the death army of the Aeldari into a desperate situation several times, and took away the fifth crone's sword and placed it in Slaanesh's bedroom. Now, it stands in a place far away from Scarbrand. In the position, he licked his lips and looked at Abaddon with provocative eyes:

"The Prince of Darkness promised you a dance troupe that indulged in singing and dancing. Oh, he also said that after you complete your mission, you can go to his bedroom to 'chat' with him in person."

Kailos, the weaver of fate, is also known as the oracle of Tzeentch, the guardian of the scroll of fate, and the mocker of fate.It survived miraculously from the Well of Eternity, and thus gained more powerful power. Its right head can see into the future, while its left head can review the past objectively and without prejudice.At this moment, Kairos held a long stick and said in a slow voice:

"The lord of all changes ordered me to reveal the future for you, so that you can seize the opportunity and win the victory."

"..."

Abaddon didn't speak, he felt something was wrong—

He had indeed received the blessings of the Four Gods, and he had also received help from the Great Demon, but this was the first time he had received such grand help, which made him want to refuse... Chaos gifts are never free!

As if seeing Abaddon's worry, Kairos turned his head and said with the head that told the truth:

"That man, the Piece Winged Angel is about to return, don't you want to avenge the destruction of your legion's home planet?"

Abaddon's eyes moved slightly, as Kairos said, his heart was moved.

"Do you still remember your ninth expedition?" Shalasi Demon's Disaster's voice sounded, "That tragic failure."

The Ninth Dark Crusade... The entire Black Legion suffered heavy losses. If it wasn't for the powerful ship, the Spirit of Vengeance, or even Abaddon himself would not be able to escape the siege and interception of the Imperial Navy.It is true that the warships of the Chaos side are powerful and extremely mobile, but with the assistance of giant star gates, naval warships coming from all directions of the entire empire chased and bit the Chaos warships like sharks smelling blood, until destroy them completely.

"That man brought all of this, and now, he is about to return, with more powerful and advanced technology, do you want to watch Pie Yitian use star gates to connect all the galaxies of the human empire? For us It doesn't matter, but to you..."

Mo Calamity smiled and looked at Abaddon, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"I hope that at that time, you can guarantee your title as the Warmaster."

"……wrong."

Abaddon said, he frowned but did not get angry, an indescribable strange feeling haunted him... The demons in front of him were definitely hiding something from him, it was something deeper, what could make these demons unite Get up and help yourself?

joint……

Something, or something, could unite these eternally fighting demons... Could it be the one-winged angel?No, it's impossible, no matter how powerful he is, he can't exceed the strength of a Primarch, and for the entire vast ocean, a Primarch is nothing more than that.

A thought flashed through Abaddon's mind, and it made his heart sink.

false emperor.

Carrion on the golden throne.

Is he powerful enough to terrify the gods of Chaos, so that they must put aside their strife to fight it? !

No, I want to refuse, this is sending——

I am going on an expedition.

"Father's plague will spread with your conquests, weakening your enemies," Kugas finally stopped crying, his heart was filled with his father's love, so that it had another The feeling of tears of joy, "Your fighters will recover faster and be harder to kill."

"The Legion of the Blood God will be your vanguard, plundering the skull and blood for you," Scarbrand became excited, and the oracle of the Blood God revealed that the angel who should have been put under the brass throne would also Returning, the desire to tear the beautiful wings has been haunting this former pioneer, "Your fighters will have greater strength and faster speed than before."

"The followers of Lady Hunger and Thirst will lure those mortal rulers, making it difficult for your enemies to gain support," said the sharp nails on Shalasi Demon's Calamity fingers covered with powdery oil, and its tone became Dangerous and alluring, "Your warriors will be free from pain, which only makes their thoughts clearer and louder."

"The Lord of Change will present you with thousands of roads in the future, and let you choose the one you like the most," Kairos's two heads sang in unison, mixing whispers, truth and lies, "Your warrior will They will be blessed with psychic energy, making them immune to a certain degree of psychic blows."

"..."

No, reject them quickly!quick!

wrong--

"I understand," Abaddon nodded, his eyes filled with ecstasy and a little bewilderment, "I will fight with the blessings of the gods, and I will launch the No. 13 Dark Crusade."

There is no confusion in Abaddon's heart, just like Horus in the past.

A few minutes later, the Vengeful Spirit assembled in the hall.

The hall was densely packed with the leaders or representatives of various Chaos Astartes war gangs, and there were also many Chaos Astartes who had already ascended to demons. They shouted and pushed each other, but just When the battle was about to start, the door at the deepest part of the hall was opened, and Abaddon walked out from it, followed by four great demons.

"Everyone, we will completely destroy that rotten empire this time, grab that rotting corpse from the throne, and stuff it into the dirtiest sewer, everyone, you blessed ones, you rebels, you avengers them!"

Abaddon looked at the eyes flashing with excitement and cruelty, and he suddenly had a weird idea that he was surpassing the father of genes, and then he put this idea behind him, raised his arms, and shouted loudly by:

"No. 13 dark expeditions, start!"

"Let us kill, take revenge, destroy the empire built by the false emperor, let those stubborn people drown in their blood, let us get everything we should have obtained ten thousand years ago! The Primarchs who created a glorious history are gone, now is our time!"

"The age of the Primarchs is over!"

Listening to the cheering voice below, the faces of the big demons representing the four gods of chaos showed the same expression almost at the same time, which was a mixture of sneer and sarcasm, but if you distinguish carefully, then in these distorted There is a little more... sympathy on the non-human face.

After all, Abaddon, like Horus, is just a plaything of the Chaos Gods.

Chapter 721 Chapter 530 Prepare to go to various battlefields

Thousands of battleships surrounded the Black Templar's Crusader fleet. The latter only had one strike cruiser and a few weak frigates, so that these giant ships could only be parked carefully beside them to prevent accidental collisions.

Sister Agatha stood outside the conference hall of the Infinity War aircraft carrier, looking at everything around her curiously:

The four imperial guards stood on both sides of the gate, the blades of the halberds in their hands shone with a light blue glow, and electric arcs flashed from time to time, and the wall extending from the main entrance of the hall behind them to the end of the corridor showed an A silver-gray color that is completely different from the imperial warships, this cold and simple metallic color fills every place here.

After taking another careful look at the imperial guards, Sister Agatha took out a pen and paper, and began to record what she saw and heard in as concise a language as possible. She had to suppress her emotions to ensure that she would not be rude. , because she clearly understands that she is witnessing history!

The castle lord and priest of the Black Templar Crusade where Sister Agatha was located had been called into the hall for nearly five hours, but the heavy and closed door and the shining halberd blades of the guards in front of the door dispelled the nun's curiosity. , which made the two-meter-tall Sister Agatha subconsciously push her glasses, and continued to wait respectfully outside the gate.

After more than an hour, the gate was finally opened, and what came out was a giant, a veritable giant.

Donne, who was wearing golden armor, looked down at the nun in front of him, but his expression didn't change. He just walked away indifferently. In fact, Donne didn't like religion, and hated fanatical believers even more... and the Black Templar It happened to be two o'clock.

Now, the two leaders of the Expeditionary Crusade, Lord Caleb and Priest Geratos, both hang their heads, their faces are gray after being severely reprimanded, especially Priest Geratos, who is good at encouraging Morale, the fanatical pastor who preached the Emperor's Gospel was mercilessly scolded and reprimanded by Donne, so that his excellent eloquence was completely useless——

After all, it is difficult to say anything confident while kneeling.