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The light curtain unfolded, and the not-so-soft face of Mrs. Cassandra Valleskus appeared in the center of the screen, and then quickly moved away. It seemed that she was not very used to the simple and direct reporting method of this new technology, Wenzhen, so at the beginning, she brought her face very close.

Someone among the Primarchs laughed—this time it was Leman Russ, still drunk and still awake. No matter who it is, there is a tolerance for things like alcohol, and if they exceed it, they will be punished. Even he is not exempt.

Sanguinius glanced at him, did not speak, and continued to wait for the next sentence with a blank expression.

"I salute you, Commander—according to your order, I will no longer invite choirs and state priests to sing your name this time, nor will I add so many titles to your name."

Mrs. Cassandra Valleskus said this with some embarrassment, and then immediately turned to the topic, without even being polite and starting to ask about the weather and other topics.

"My fleet and I have established a firm foothold in the Pablomis galaxy in the Pacific star field, where there are often abnormal subspace energy fluctuations. Once again, I praise you for your foresight to change my holy ring in advance, Otherwise, simply relying on the bird divination instrument will definitely get lost in such an extremely harsh environment."

"After paying 1,723 loyal lives, we took back Pablomis 2 and 3, which belonged to the Empire and the Emperor. These two planets are relatively less well-defended, and There are no Chaos Astartes. Still, the amount of nefarious sorcery wielded by brazen traitors has caused some trouble."

"This is a failed command, and I can't shirk the blame. They didn't have to sacrifice, and it was my fault. The battle report has been attached with the message. You can ask me about the specific situation after meeting. I strongly hope that you You can read the third paragraph on the fourth page of the battle report, where there is a detailed description of why we have lost so many loyal soldiers of the Emperor despite having new equipment and fire suppression..."

"Isn't she tired of talking so much in one breath?" Leman Russ muttered. "And, is this battle damage more than...?"

No one answered him, and Rogge Dorn even stood up to watch the battle report displayed on the light curtain more carefully. With his eyesight, he didn't need to do this at all.

I'm afraid this is some kind of habit - people always instinctively make some inadvertent small movements when they are thinking.

"We have established defense lines and bases on Pablomis 2 and 3, and deployed the 'Black Tower'. According to your instructions, we have not activated the full power mode for the time being.

Just keep it in a low power purge mode. But even so, the effect is astonishing. "

"The base camp of the traitors, Forge World Pablomis No. 1, has not moved for a long time. No matter whether it is provocation or the bait sent by the identity of the traitor, there is no answer. According to the inspection of the pattern, there are still life activities on it. We don't yet know the reason for their non-response, but we will wait for your arrival."

Cassandra Valleskus breathed a sigh of relief.

"...I am not good at words, so the report can only be brief, I hope you don't mind it. In addition, the soldiers of the Firstborn Sons are indeed as elite as rumored, but it is a pity that their number is too small. "

"However, their leader, Colonel Losca Petromia, seems to be hiding something and didn't tell me. According to the detection of the pattern, there is no sign of chaos pollution on his body. How about it, we have to wait for you to come. The investigation is clear. I have no right to interrogate him in my duty and rank. In the name of the Emperor, my debriefing is concluded."

She made a sky eagle salute, the screen flickered for a moment, and then returned to darkness. The battle report she attached and the specific situation of the Pablomis galaxy were magnified.

He Shenyan made a gesture: "So, what's your opinion on this? Good or bad, you can say it. I don't have much experience and insight in tactics and strategy. As everyone knows, the only thing I know and is best at is The tactic is to rush over and kill everything that's alive."

He smiled, and everyone in the captain's room, except for the unconscious Erebus and the stern-faced Dawn, also smiled.

As a matter of course - Dawn was the first to speak, his tone was as calm as ever, but the words he used were quite fierce.

"This lady is fooling around. Can't she feel something hidden in the darkness? I don't know much about this galaxy and that forging world, and I haven't even heard its name before today."

"But I can see from the galaxy map and the distribution of subspace energy that a part of the Great Rift that exists there is active with extraordinary activity. There are no Astartes on her fleet, so rashly establishing defense lines and bases , does she want all the remaining soldiers of her fleet to be buried here?"

Guilliman shook his head, not agreeing with his brother - or half-agreeing.

"She is an outstanding hero. I know Lady Cassandra, I know what she can do, and I have seen her fierceness in the face of traitors and enemies. But she is only a mortal, Dorne, You can't ask her to see the same things as you."

The Son of Vengeance raised his fingers and frowned: "As for her behavior of establishing defense lines and bases... I admit that this is indeed a bit rash. However, Bablomis No. 1 is a very important forging world, The data shows that it can produce more than 24% of the total output of the Taiping galaxy's heavy weapons. Please note that it is 24%."

Don's expression changed slightly.

"Yes, brother, you realize that too - this is a very important world. It must not be surrendered under any circumstances. Otherwise, sooner or later, every heavy bomber it produces will hit us in the bodies of his own soldiers."

"Although Mrs. Cassandra's actions are relatively reckless, I don't think we can deny her courage and sense of responsibility in the face of danger. Such officers are rare, and we should not make decisions for this To blame her, in all fairness, haven't we all made similar decisions?"

"I agree with you, Robert."

Jaghatai Khan narrowed his eyes and said, "But I don't know one thing...Captain, Mrs. Cassandra mentioned something called 'Black Tower'. What is that?"

"You can understand it as a...compound purifier." The mage waved his fingers, and the electric light danced and crackled between his fingers. "New technology, from another world. It is exclusively for her fleet - in fact, this thing is what I brought back for her to establish a base."

"It will continuously emit a stance that can purify the pollution of chaos, yes, this is the main function."

"However, if the number of black towers increases, they can also activate full-power mode at an emergency, merging their positions as a shield of psionic energy. According to the test, except for the big devil, any inferior demons and pollution will be immediately forced Repatriated to the Warp."

"So that's it, I have no problem."

Khan nodded, and the Chogorian expression remained unchanged. But his eyes looked quite intriguing.

Guilliman noticed this. He didn't choose to ask, but fell into deep thought himself.

"The subspace energy activity shown on the star map is very interesting."

Sanguinius said softly: "We have already penetrated quite deep into the Great Rift. The subspace energy activity level broadcast by the Vengeance is only 7.8 levels every day, and Mrs. Cassandra is still three days away from us. What she said The place where it is located has reached an astonishing 18.3, what is buried in the darkness there?"

"The devil of the evil gods—otherwise what else could it be?"

The wolf king smiled strangely, rubbing his fangs: "Their attacks and tactics are nothing new, but the way of pollution is different... What is the name of the leader of the Firstborn of Vostonia? Mia's guy is interesting—he has a secret?"

"Everybody has secrets, Ruth."

There was a hiss, a soft voice with a thick accent, and Conrad Koz smiled. He propped his pale face with his right hand, sitting gracefully, with black hair scattered behind his head: "His secret...is it important?"

"Of course it matters, Bat."

Ruth looked like he was still in a state of drunkenness, his face was very ruddy. But his tone and language organization ability are quite normal, and he can even be said to be organized.

Perhaps when Ruth was drunk, he was more 'sober' than what he usually showed.

This sentence suddenly flashed in Sanguinius' mind, almost making him laugh, but he didn't, because he knew that it might not be a joke.

"Any secret is important. The reason why a secret is a secret lies in its ulterior nature... You see, some things are not scary at all once they are told! For example, our regent Your Highness, are you right?"

Guilliman leaned back abruptly, his voice raised, and he answered calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about, Russ, I don't even know."

"You speak as fast as a banshee in the sea of ​​Fenris...they only sing so fast when they sing, and only when they are in a hurry, otherwise they usually choose something more lyrical songs to entice the lads."

Leman Russ smiled happily, with his own unique "prank success" pleasure: "And, I didn't say what your secret is at all..."

His expression suddenly changed at this moment, becoming serious and gloomy.

"The two Firstborns of Vostonia came across the Warp without the Astro Torch to join the lady - at this point in time, I have reason to suspect that they may have been corrupted. Considering To the result given by the array..."

Leman Russ gritted his teeth.

"If my conjecture is true, then they probably don't even know that they are corrupted. This is the most terrifying conjecture. I believe you all know what chaos can do to human souls—remember Horu Is it? Or look at Fulgrim sitting beside us?"

The Chemos covered half of his face helplessly, and sighed deeply.

"You have so many examples to cite, Ruth, but why did you choose just the two of us?"

"Because, before the two of you declared your betrayal, we couldn't see any reason for you to betray at all."

Corus Corax replied quietly: "Horus is radiant, and you are the perfect incarnation, the Emperor's favorite... Even if you are like this, you can still be found by Chaos In. So, what about the mortals?"

Fulgrim dropped his hands.

"The will of mortals may be stronger than ours, brother." Said Phoenix with the scar still on his face. "We don't know who we are, but we have tremendous power. And they... they know who they are, but they can still fight to the death without complaint."

"you are right."

Corax nodded, and the expression of the Lord of Crows was calm and terrifying: "But I still have reservations—in any case, the investigation and purification of the entire fleet of Cassandra Valleskus will be carried out in our Activate as soon as you join them. The Raven Guard will take care of it."

"And..." He turned his head and looked at the smiling Lord of the Night. "Don't try to stay out of it, Conrad Curtz. Bats and ravens belong to the same darkness, and I ask you to come with me in this matter."

Everyone looked surprised, and Vulkan was a little moved in the surprise. As for Conrad Coates...

He grinned and gave a cold sneer: "Okay, Corus Corax. I will walk with you. Yes, I will, hehehehe... .”

"...Baal, do you have to smile like that?"

Sanguinius couldn't help flapping his wings, and the brilliance suddenly appeared. Dispelling the darkness surrounded by Curz's emotions: "Curz, I hate to say this, but your laughter is almost as good as Ruth's voice when he sings."

"......What?!"

Vulcan scratched the back of his head and gave an affirmative answer, which made Leman Russ almost jump out of his chair in disbelief: "Yes, brother, it's like two pieces of glass or sword blades Rubbing against each other. You don't have a bad voice, but you sing like hell."

The wolf king slumped to the back half of the chair, folded his hands and stopped talking.

"I haven't heard you sing, Russ." The mage smiled with great interest. "I don't mind listening to it later, maybe your brothers are just slandering you - of course, maybe you really sing really badly...but that's not the point."

The smile disappeared from his face little by little, and the operation of the muscles became sluggish. He stared at the rotating star map expressionlessly, and said word by word: "Before we arrive, I wish them good luck."