Stars for the good Warhammer

The light of the energy arc reflected through the portholes of the Gothic-class cruiser into the command room where Admiral Speyer was, dyeing the metal wall behind him a dark green. The huge energy reaction caused some of the electronic instruments in the ship to emit light. scream.

Staring at the silver-gray battleship that suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, a large number of Gray Gu carrier-based aircraft were being ejected from the cabins on both sides of the ship, dragging silver trails and roaring towards the main force of the black fleet. go.

"Sir, we have received a message from an unknown warship."

"The other party claimed that they were the cruise fleet of the Ashes Alliance, and they came here specifically to support them after receiving Simon's request for help."

After hearing the report from the communications officer, Speyer's eyebrows knitted together.

It was indeed those guys.

But why are they here?

You must know that Simon is half a star field away from the Ashes Alliance's defense zone.

Could it be that the other party is also tracking the black fleet?

For Speyer, like most imperial officials today, he remains instinctively wary of these members who behave erratically.

After all, he and the rest of the patrolling naval fleets had received reports from governors of various planets more than once in the past period, claiming that the fleets of the Ash Alliance often entered and exited their defense zones at will without any notification, and even If allowed, launch a landing operation on the planet in the name of [Recovering Heritage].

Such rude behavior naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of most sector governors, but the Imperial Navy patrolling the area was helpless. With its excellent maneuverability, when the Imperial fleet arrived at the scene all the way to try to maintain order, those The Alliance fleet, like a space ghost, has often been gone for a long time.

What made them feel even more helpless was that the returning Primarch and the newly formed Terran government never made any response to the various transgressions of the Ashes Alliance. Instead, with the tacit approval of the Primarch and the Driven by certain forces, the Human Alliance, now composed of the Empire, the Mechanicus, and the Ashes Alliance, seems to have become a sensitive topic full of political correctness.

To this day, such a rumor has even been born in the empire.

[It is said that Robert Guilliman is the puppet of the Lord of Ashes. 】

At the same time, some Ecclesiastical officials publicly stated that they would protect the Empire and prevent everything established by the Emperor from being subverted and rewritten by outsiders.

But since the two sides now have a common enemy, the admiral is not opposed to the joining of these allies.

While thinking, Spier's eyes fell on the communications officer who was waiting for the next instruction.

"Tell the other party that this is the Gothic Fleet, and we welcome allies from afar to join this hunting operation."

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When the light of the energy arc dissipated, the alarms from the core area of ​​the ship were ringing in the upper bridge of the Vengeful Spirit. The ship-based servitors, twisted into a lump of flesh by the power of chaos, were constantly broadcasting the damage to the battleship. damage situation.

"Our engine has been paralyzed, and there is currently no possibility of repair. The load capacity of the void shield is also approaching a critical state."

Bad news came one after another. Before the adjutant's report was over, as the airtight door to the upper deck opened, a technical officer rushed into the battleship's command room in a panic and came to Warmaster Abaddon.

"Lord Warmaster! Something has invaded the hull of the Vengeful Spirit!"

His words had just finished, and then the sound of bolters echoed from the passage behind the opponent. Judging from the messy gunfire and the direction of the exchange of fire, something was quickly approaching the bridge. .

"The enemy possesses some extremely advanced stealth technology. Their landing ship successfully bypassed our defense system and sent some kind of monster into the deck of the battleship."

Hearing this, a Chaos Terminator cursed violently, obviously not understanding this despicable combat method.

"Just like those cowards of the Eldar!"

At this moment, as if he noticed something, Abaddon suddenly pulled out Draconian, and then ordered in a low tone.

"Quiet!"

"Something's coming."

The moment they heard this, the two Chaos Terminators quickly raised their double heavy bolts and aimed them at the dim passage in front of them.

Only then did they notice that the messy gunshots just now disappeared. At the same time, the biological signals of three team members lost response in the radar. Obviously this was not good news.

After an unknown amount of time, under the gaze of a group of people, a gray shadow suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor covered with flesh and blood, like a demon's intestines.

The moment they saw that thing, the two terminators poured out all the firepower of their bolters into the pass zone almost instantly. However, strangely, as the fire light dissipated, the gray shadow did not follow the attack. dissipate.

It wasn't until they got close to a certain distance that they discovered that the strange intruder did not seem to have a fixed entity, but was more like a rolling gray storm. This situation was even for the Black Legion who were used to seeing subspace phenomena. It's also so weird.

"Four gods above! What the hell is that!"

Seeing that his men felt helpless, Abaddon immediately issued an order to the chapter member who carried the flame incinerator.

"Burn that monster!"

However, what Abaddon didn't expect was that, as if angered by his words, the originally calm storm suddenly began to become manic, like a swarm of stressed bees that quickly rushed towards the direction of the Warmaster.

Even though the surging wall of fire filled the passage at the first moment, the silver-white swarm still broke through the blockade of the flames the next moment, pouring all the way in the direction of Abaddon himself like sea water bursting from a dam.

Although the personal protection system located in the Terminator armor almost immediately enveloped the Warmaster, there was one obvious exception.

As the silver swarm passed by quickly, under the stunned gaze of the Black Legion members, something rolled down directly from the Warmaster's head.

At first, Abaddon didn't pay much attention. Instead, he felt that his body was inexplicably lighter. However, when he saw clearly from the corner of his eye, the thing rolling on the ground was a long, well-maintained ponytail.

A confused expression first appeared on the Warmaster's face, and then his eyes suddenly widened.