supreme commander's bizarre adventure

But the Scylla guards faced all this with mourning. They sparked the bodies of their fallen brothers, and put the ashes, soldier nameplates, and medals of honor and hymns from the Empire in a sturdy box of exquisite workmanship. will be returned to Thira and buried in the grounds there.The used battle armor will be recycled, and then cast into a new battle armor, which will be used by new fighters.

After repairing for about four days, Dorn officially left with a group of Imperial Fists and its fleet, and gradually handed over the defense and battlefield to the newly arrived Imperial Navy fleet. Hang on for a while longer in the doomed galaxy.

Eternal Bastion, Hall of the Legion.

The sickly pink-purple of the subspace was projected from the thick portholes. Geller protected the battleship from falling into the hands of subspace creatures, but the light penetrating from the curtain shone in the hall, creating a bright spot for this originally bright place. casts an eerie shadow.

Dawn stood at the highest point of the hall, looking at Grimaldus, the hermit leader of the Black Templar, who was kneeling in front of him. The latter knelt on one knee with his eyes downcast.After a moment of silence, Don said:

"You have changed, Grimaldus. I used to see impatience, hatred, responsibility, and loyalty in you, but now... Grimaldus, unlike Hyperrecht, you need Take responsibility for changing the Chapter."

"Yes, my lord, I already know your painstaking efforts. Although Helsrich failed to become the tombstone of the world, I have found redemption and change from it."

Donne looked into the eyes of his heir, he sighed slightly, and said:

"I have no intention of changing your belief in the Emperor, even though I scoff at it, even though he only made the decision that was best for the survival of the empire at that time, but, Grimaldus, 1 years can change things Too much."

"So many that we Primarchs can't easily shake... Have you heard of Imperial Truth?"

"..." Grimaldus didn't speak, but just lowered his head.

"That was a beautiful lie."

Donne said so, and his eyes turned to the treacherous subspace outside the porthole. Through the specially designed structure and the Geller position far beyond the general ship, the crew inside the Eternal Bastion can also see the subspace. Truth, even though they do not have the qualifications and abilities.

"I once made an estimate of the current empire. In my opinion, the loyal warriors are retreating steadily, darkness and corruption are flooding the entire empire, and those who have power recklessly squander the empire's few resources." resources'...but now, I see you fighting, you Astartes, Astral Militia and those who are loyal and brave who are still fighting after millennia."

Donne smiled, he was very relieved:

"You did a great job."

Grimaldus bowed his head deeply, not wanting Dorn to see his tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Chapter 740 Chapter 550 Cretasia (5/10)

Dead world, Cretasia.

There is no civilized society here, only barbarism and killing. Huge reptiles shuttle through the dense forest, and birds and beasts flying across the sky wantonly catch everything that can be eaten on the planet, including beasts and humans.

But the Flesh Tearers are happy to live here, and this is their proud home planet.

"..."

Gabriel Seth, the current Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers Chapter, he frowned and looked at Carnarvon, the senior priest of the Chapter, and growled with suppressed anger:

"Have we lost yet another brother? Before we're all assembled for Baal?!"

The senior priest looked back with sad eyes.

"Forget it...we're all lost, brother, none of our blood is immune to madness."

"I will restrain those brothers."

"Well," Seth made a helpless nasal sound, but he immediately stopped the senior priest who was about to leave, and after walking quickly to the priest's side, Seth whispered:

"Take them too, find a suitable—what voice?!"

The shrill but powerful siren pierced into the hall, followed by several Flesh Tearers Astartes and servants of the warband who broke in, and the servants still held Seth's With a chainsaw sword in both hands, the leading warrior quickly said:

"My lord! A huge fleet has appeared above the orbit of the planet, and the auspicious instruments that detect subspace jumps have no response at all!"

Seth's chest heaved, he reached out to take the big sword, and walked out:

"What about Orbital Defense?"

"It has been paralyzed, we can't receive any news from the orbital space station, and our battleship is confronting it."

"Confrontation?" Seth turned his head to look at the soldier, and the anger on his face grew stronger, "Why does our fleet confront them?! Why don't we attack!"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice with a little embarrassment:

"There are too many of them..."

Meanwhile, in orbit around the planet Crytasia, a large fleet was confronting a fleet of battle barges and five strike cruisers.

Two front-line industrial motherships with a length of [-] kilometers constitute the left and right fists of the entire fleet. Compared with the Queen of Glory battleships, this type of warship has weakened nearly one-third of its firepower, but it has extremely powerful industrial ships. The production capacity, in terms of the production speed of armored units, is completely comparable to that of the ACU, or even surpassed.

The battleships with the length of battleships lined up in a neat queue, slowly moving forward, showing their presence with incomparable momentum, while those small and medium-sized warships were cruising on the outer layer of the main battleship, and the number was so large that they could tear their flesh apart. The raider's fleet gave up the count.

The real reason why the Flesh Tearer fleet did not launch an attack, apart from the large gap in strength, is another important reason is the double-headed eagle and the diamond-shaped logo tattooed on those battleships. Not only that, there are also mixed A battleship bearing the emblem of the Blood Angels!

Confusion is entwining the Flesh Tearers, but the opponents obviously have no intention of launching an attack.

"Have you identified the other party's identity?"

Seth walked quickly through the corridors of the monastery, mottled light appeared on the gorgeous window grilles. As the children of the Archangels, even though the Flesh Tearers represent the most crazy and bloodthirsty batch of the Holy Blood Angels, they also have High artistic quality, which is reflected in any Blood Angels sub-order.

The entire corridor is filled with running flesh tearers and armed servants. The anti-aircraft firepower and heavy artillery deployed inside and outside the monastery fortress of the chapter are urgently mobilized and assembled, and the armored personnel carriers and Thunderhawk fighters are all warming up their engines. , The atmosphere of tension and anxiety before the battle permeated this wide and deep monastery.

"Recognized..." The Flesh Tearer warrior was puzzled and puzzled, "But, my lord, after our identification, we found that the other party is a Flesh Tearer! Our identification code!"

Seth suddenly stopped his steps. He looked at the soldiers under his command quietly, then clasped the latter's shoulder armor, pulled them in front of him, and said:

"Tell the technical sergeants and those priests of the Order of the Circle, I don't want to hear these useless words again! The identification code can be forged, but the appearance of the battleship can't, update our identification information immediately, and then send it to everyone inside."

"That will take a lot of time, Chapter Master."

A cold mechanical sound came, which made Seth frowned. He let go of his warrior, turned his head and saw Priest Crimson-23 of the Circle Order assigned to the Flesh Tearers.This female mechanical priest is wearing a crimson robe. The slightly slim robe outlines a wonderful human body, although there is no flesh and blood in it, and the logo of the gear and the ring is tattooed on the robe, from her The mechanical arms extended from behind are holding two plasma pistols, and those deeply modified hands can eject two power fists and swords... The mechanical priests of the Order of the Circle are all fighters of the fighting school. Fighting faction.

"priest."

Seth nodded slightly, expressing his little respect.

"I analyzed that code carefully, Chapter Master Seth, it is a very old code, although it appears to be the same as the one used by the Flesh Tearers, it..."

"I don't want to care about its history, priest. I just want to know how we will face this situation. If it cannot be resolved peacefully, then we will resort to violence. The Flesh Tearer will fight to the last moment, no matter how powerful the opponent is."

Seth interrupted the priest somewhat rudely, but the latter didn't care. Such behavior has been performed many times in the nearly half century that the two have worked together.After thinking for a while, the priest ignored Seth's expression of wanting to kill, and continued:

"This code can be traced back to the period of the Great Crusade thousands of years ago. Moreover, although the code contained in this code is indeed the identification code of the Flesh Tearer, this code belonged to a single person during that period... Chapter Master Seth, do you want to know his name?"

"..."

"Flesh Ripper, Nasir Amit, that is the personal code belonging to the founder of this battle group. After he left, you used this code as the identification code of your own battle group... ah... how interesting Reincarnation, praise the Om Messiah and the theory of the circle!"

The expression on Seth's face seemed to tear the priest into pieces. Of course, during the half century of working together, Seth wanted to tear the priest in front of him countless times, but after a certain attempt, he found that the combat power of the other party was completely complete. not under oneself...

After putting away the pretentious mechanical voice, Crimson-23 tilted his head slightly, and said:

"They are coming, Chapter Master Seth, they have sent a landing request, what about your order?"

"……allow."

Seth squeezed the words through his teeth.

Chapter 741 Chapter 550 Meat Tear and Meat Tear (6/10)

"Be careful, don't ask me to remind you again."

"Well... I'm looking forward to it."

"What to expect?"

"Looking forward to seeing your juniors, they must be as gentle as you."

"...Tsk."

Coretasia, monastery fortress of the Flesh Tearers Chapter.

Fifty Flesh Tearers and Seth stood outside the tarmac of the monastery fortress, Harahel, the Chapter's First Company Champion, stood with his Chapter Master to greet the uninvited visitor, while Gao The Chaplain and Chief Librarian are scattered elsewhere in case the Chapter's remaining warriors are left without command in the event of a conflict.

A Thunderhawk fighter plane descended slowly, accompanied by two Orion assault transport planes painted with the emblem of the Imperial Army. After seeing the emblem of the Imperial Army, Seth lost the idea of ​​fighting. After all... only two The imperial army can kill everyone present, and the imperial army carried on these two transport planes alone can destroy the Flesh Tearers battle group with only [-] fighters left.

The hatch of the Thunderhawk fighter plane slowly opened, and a soldier wearing the armor painted by the Flesh Tearer walked out. His hair had been bleached by time, and scars and signs of aging criss-crossed his face. Once soaked in endless rage, Lian now covered a gentle false face, and this face quickly disappeared after seeing the current Flesh Tearers.

The son of the Archangel, the commander of the Fifth Great Company of the Blood Angels Legion, Nasir Amit the Flesh Ripper, after thousands of years, returned to his battle group again——

And with rage.

"..."

Gabriel Seth looked at the gray-haired Astartes warrior in front of him. The latter's face was eroded by the years, just like Dante, the current chapter leader of the Blood Angels Chapter, but in front of him The man looks a little younger than Dante, or, in other words, a little more aggressive.

Those imperial troops who got off the transport plane were no longer within the scope of Seth's thinking, and it was meaningless to think about it.Therefore, he set his sights on the "flesh tearer" in front of him.

The latter is wearing a suit of precision power armor. It can be seen that this armor was once a work of art. The complicated patterns and gold decorations have almost disappeared at this time. Apart from these, the armor itself is extremely clean and tidy, as if the person who took care of the armor put all his love into it.

An emerald gem is embedded in the chest of the armor, and a thin light curtain surrounds the gem, which seems to be a small shield device.

"Are you the current leader of the Flesh Tearer Chapter?"

The person in front of him asked, rude and rude, but Seth felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, which made him silent for a moment before replying:

"it's me--"

The sudden gust of wind made Seth squint his eyes subconsciously, but before he could open his eyes wide, the dull pain and bone cracking sound from his cheeks, and the understanding of what these sounds and pain meant His rage threw his sanity from Cretasia to the Eye of Terror.

Taking a step back and standing still, Seth turned around and clenched his fist, and hit back——

The outstretched right fist was blocked, and then a faster and stronger swing punch hit Seth's face again, causing the latter to stagger to the ground, but Seth just spat blood and broken teeth on the ground , Get up and continue to rush forward!

Get up and fight back again and again, then get knocked down, get up again, get knocked down again, until Seth punches Amit on the bridge of the nose, making the latter take a few steps back, this weird fight is finally over .

"It's ugly."

Amit straightened the bridge of his nose with his thumb and said, not sure if he was talking about himself or Seth:

"Boy, you are more kind than I imagined."

"So, you're back? You're all back? Including... him?"

Seth has completely recognized who the person in front of him is, and the portrait of the first chapter master is placed in the treasure house of the battle group. Every chapter leader of the Flesh Tearer Chapter will be in the treasure house of the battle group when he takes office. Wander for a long time, wash yourself with art and beauty, to prolong the time before... falling into darkness.

"I can tell you very clearly, tell you, tell every heir of the archangel," Amit's faint words echoed in the ears of everyone present, and the Flesh Tearers waited for the news with suspicion:

"The Archangel, the genetic father of the Blood Angels, the Regent of the Empire has returned!"

"He has returned like lightning!"

Amit said in a proud tone, but after he finished speaking, he found that the faces of Seth and the Flesh Tearers in front of him were a little dazed, and they were not as happy as he imagined.After a few seconds of silence, Seth asked:

"Then... why didn't Lord Sanguinius come here? Why didn't you go directly to Barr, but let you, the former chapter leader of the Flesh Tearer, come here to announce the news, even with such a powerful fleet."

"Boy," Amit's eyes twitched, feeling that the guy in front of him was no different from himself before, and then he showed a ferocious smile, "Master Sanguinius is not only the commander of the Blood Angels Legion, but also the leader of the Blood Angels Legion. The Regent of the Empire, he has more important work to do... People from the Wailers are also in this fleet. If you have any questions, please ask them. Of course, Lord Sanguinius has left a video Explain it all, but I'll only play it on Baal, at the Crimson Gathering, before all the Sons of Sanguinius."

"Do you understand, boy?"

Seth and a group of meat tearers nodded. After all, there are the forbidden army here as proof, and the powerful fleet above cannot be faked. No one will spend such a large amount of capital to deceive them. With this skill, the entire planet One plow is enough.Either way, the news is heartening enough... especially for Seth, who now has the burden of averting the Chapter's demise.Although there are nearly [-] Astartes left, the terrifying "legacy" rooted in the blood is sending the entire warband into the abyss of depravity!

But now, the Archangel is back!He can definitely pull the battle group out of the abyss, he can!

Amit reached out and grabbed Seth's shoulder armor, pulling him in front of him, eye to eye, as Seth always does:

"I heard...the Flesh Tearers now accept Blood Hunger and Black Rage as the precious heritage of the Archangel?"

"..." Seth didn't speak.

Seeing Seth's expression, Amit's mouth twitched, he snorted coldly, and said angrily:

"I really didn't expect my battle group to become like this! Forget it, the Great Heaven has ordered me to relieve these curses and save his heirs, my brothers... Phosphorite, come down, don't be caught stumble."

Afterwards, Seth saw a slender "person" with a sickly pale complexion, wearing a dark red nun's costume, stepping off the Thunderhawk fighter plane, and under the strange emerald hair was a lovely neutral face .

It's a...creature?But Seth didn't feel any breath of being alive from her. She was so cold, as hollow as a gem dug out of a deep vein.

Obviously, this is not a human being.

Gabriel Seth began to breathe deeply.

Chapter 742 Chapter 550 Chapter 7 Flesh and Gems (10/[-])

"Nah, is your name Gabriel Seth?"

Seth: "..."

"You are the same as Nasir before, you have no hair, oh yes, the masters of Thousand Sons have no hair either."

Seth: "..."

After being harassed by the Phosphophyllite for a few minutes, the face of the current Chapter Leader of the Flesh Tearer finally twisted. He slowed down his pace slightly, walked to Nasir Amit, and roared in a low voice:

"This is what you call the 'Archangel's Salvation'?! I just saw a chattering alien! Old man, let me tell you, my patience has a limit, even if you are—"