Stars for the good Warhammer

Chapter 252 My other father? (4K "big" chapter)

Endless war.

Hunger, sickness, and corpses littering the streets.

As the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the golden tower of the church through the haze of the sky carrying the plague disease, for the people on the Stratholme 4 satellite, this is just another ordinary day, now far away from the planet It has been 77 days since it fell into chaos.

In the square in front of the church, there are currently about 20 men and women kneeling and worshiping. They are all poor people in the slums, and there are many children in the team.

The bodies of these people are covered with rotten abscesses, and their disease-ravaged bodies make most of them look like they have lost their human form. The strange plague that was prevalent on the planet earlier deprived everyone of their sight.

In this way, they fumbled here hand in hand with their memories, because they had heard that the priests of the National Church had set up a treatment site nearby to fight the plague, and these people came here to seek help. Help, even if it is just a painless death with the blessing of an Anglican priest.

Soon, as the bells in the church rang to remind people to pray in the morning, the dull sound gave hope to the blind people. Some people began to shout for help, and some people recited prayers loudly and prayed. A kind priest can grant them salvation.

However, what these people didn't know was that the terrible plague had already infected this huge building, and the weird subspace virus even corrupted and twisted the inanimate stone and steel into pools of weird flesh.

The most sacred place in their memory has now become a plague nest used to spread diseases, and the shouts of the crowd attracted hundreds of walking corpses transformed from clergy and defense forces.

Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen, at this moment, with a rumble in the sky, a red spear of light suddenly fell from the orbit and hit the corrupted church in the blink of an eye. The huge roar drew people back to the scene. The corpses' attention.

Electric light suddenly exploded from the center of the square. It was the light produced by the operation of the teleportation array. Then a giant wearing a laurel wreath and blue power armor suddenly jumped up from the light. He was invisible to the naked eye. The speed of capture rushed into the group of corpses.

As the sword wrapped in silver-white flames was pulled out of the scabbard, just by witnessing the burst of light, hundreds of walking corpses were wailing and burned to ashes by the silver-white flames that suddenly burst out of their bodies. .

Even the giant plague beasts that looked like demons showed great fear in front of the flames, and began to desperately try to escape from the burning range of the flames. However, what waited for them was to be pierced by the long sword. The body and soul were then destroyed together.

In less than a minute, the tide of corpses that had gathered in the square were cleared away like weeds. During the battle, some flames spread to the refugees. However, strangely, they could The flames that burned the demons did not cause any harm to these dying people.

Soon, when the light of the teleportation array flashed in the square again, an anxious voice suddenly came from it.

"Father!"

Stepping out of the light was a member of the Ultramarines Honor Guard, followed closely by Tigris, the think tank and advisor to the Primarch.

After quickly approaching and carefully checking that the original body's body was fine, the other party finally felt relieved.

"Father! I object to you leaving us and going into the battlefield alone! We must never lose you again!"

The laurel-crowned giant was none other than Robert Guilliman, and the Primarch was depressed when he faced complaints from one of his heirs.

They are just a group of low-level zombies. Could it be that I am so unbearable in the hearts of my descendants?

Obviously he is quite confident in his own strength.

At this moment, an excited shout was suddenly heard from the team of refugees in front of them.

"I can see! It's a miracle!"

Immediately afterwards, more and more people began to regain their sight, and some of them apparently recognized the Primarch.

"It is the Son of God! The Emperor has sent his angels to save us!"

Guilliman was not too surprised by this situation.

But when he heard these people calling himself the Son of God, the original body only felt sincerely sad.

For a moment, after people took the survivors away from the square, looking at the devastated streets around him, the original body couldn't help but sigh to the offspring beside him.

"It seems that what those people said is true. These terrible plagues can only be eliminated after seeing me."

"My fallen brother must be hoping to use this trick to drag me here to stop the Indomitus Crusade."

The brother mentioned by the original body refers to Mortarion. Now his death fleet is spreading the plague of Nurgle to every corner of the five hundred worlds. Some terrible diseases cannot even be overcome by the superhuman body of the Astartes. survived.

According to the advice put forward by the Ashes Alliance, this special plague will only disappear temporarily if the original body visits those infected areas. Judging from the reactions of the refugees just now, it is obvious that the Alliance people are not lying.

During the conversation between the two, Diglis, as a psyker, couldn't help but look at the Emperor's Sword in Guilliman's hand, staring at the silver-white flame wrapped around the sword. In his opinion, it was a unusual circumstances.

Because he could vaguely feel that the power on the sword did not come entirely from the emperor, but contained some unknown and ominous existence. After all, he couldn't help but ask.

"I want to know what the power you just used is"

Hearing this, the original body was silent for a moment, then calmly raised the sword to his eyes, and stared at the flames surrounding the sword at close range.

"Sage Caul once reported that he once witnessed the Lord of Ashes summoning the Emperor's Sword out of thin air while suppressing the fragments of the Star God at the Pharos Lighthouse. I can prove this, because the Emperor's Sword It did disappear from the showroom for a while.”

From that day on, the Emperor's Sword, which had faded over thousands of years, suddenly regained its vitality. Even for Guilliman, who did not have much psychic talent, he knew that it was endowed with power. Powerful enough to destroy all demons.

Such news surprised Diglis, and his eyes flashing with psychic flames revealed a look of confusion.

"You mean that the Lord of Ashes injected part of his power into the Emperor's Sword?"

"I don't know what's going on here, but maybe it's true."

After receiving the reply, Diglis gradually became silent. He didn't understand whether this meant

Is there some kind of similarity between the mysterious Lord of Ashes and the Emperor?

Not long after, after putting the Emperor's Sword back into its sheath, at the same time, the roar of the anti-gravity engine was gradually heard from above the clouds.

Looking up, I saw three strange-looking silver-gray fighters that had broken through the low clouds above Stratholme and slowly landed in the square where the original body was. They were none other than the Ashes Alliance's [Banshee Fighters]. An advanced vehicle with stealth function and certain transportation capabilities, it has many similarities with the Empire's Valkyrie in appearance.

Through the sky polluted by toxic gas, several people could clearly see that there was an Ember Alliance fleet parked in the sky above Stratholme at this moment, because the Macragge's Glory was sent to the Sun Star Territory not long ago to receive the Alliance's support. Restoration and renovation.

Not long ago, after learning about the sudden attack on Ultramar, Guilliman immediately made a request to the charismatic Ms. Chamuel to take away the flagship. However, the other party did not agree. Instead, After that, a condition was proposed that surprised the original body.

As if they had anticipated Mortarion's arrival, the other party claimed that the Alliance had sent a large fleet to the empire under the orders of the Lord of Ashes a few days ago, and that they would participate as reinforcements. into this sudden battle.

At the same time, the Lord of Ashes also made a promise that from now on, the Alliance would provide a certain degree of support in various battlefields of the empire, and in exchange, he asked for a certain amount of money through the same original body of Chamuel. The astonishing mineral reserves are so large that they can permanently drain dozens of resource-rich mineral worlds.

However, considering the current critical situation, after a bargaining debate with Chamuel, the original body finally reluctantly agreed to the deal with the Alliance in the form of installment delivery.

Not long after, as the banshee's cabin door quickly opened, the first person to step out was a silver giant who was taller than Guilliman.

That was Michael. As the eldest son and war commander of the Alliance, after picking up the scientist named Clara from Karen, he led nearly 200 mixed imperial ships under Otto's order. A combined fleet of ships and Adeptus Mechanicus ships went to Macragge to provide support.

"Mr. Guilliman, our scouts discovered a Death Guard plague fleet near the planet X. I suggest that we should go immediately to intercept it."

The giant said politely to the Primarch in front of him. For Guilliman, apart from the Emperor and his brothers, this was the first time he met a human being who needed to look up to him. At the same time, This is also the first time someone calls himself sir.

And just like when he met Chamier, the giant named Michael in front of him also had an indescribable feeling. Although the opponent always wore a tactical helmet, when he first met him At that time, he blurted out that familiar name.

——Sanguinius.

Although Guilliman didn't know why.

For a moment, the original body stepped forward to express the questions in his heart.

"I want to know when the Alliance plans to go to support the Vigil Star. According to the information I have, Abaddon himself is very likely to lead his black fleet to attack. I am more worried that the defenders currently stationed on the Vigil Star are not enough. deal with this situation.”

To his surprise, when faced with the question, the giant named Michael just silently took out a holographic hard drive from the storage compartment on his waist, and then handed it to Guilliman's hand.

The next moment, a holographic image unfolded in front of the Primarch. The scene in front of him immediately shocked Guilliman and the guards beside him, because it showed the Vengeful Spirit, whose bridge and upper deck were almost completely split in two, and a large number of severely damaged Chaos warships drifting in the planetary orbit.

"My father has destroyed Abaddon's main fleet not long ago. The Great Predator himself is currently seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown. I am afraid that he will not pose more threats in the short term. After that, the Alliance will send a fleet to clean up the Chaos forces entrenched around the Vigilant Planet."

The Alliance destroyed the Vengeful Spirit?

At this moment, Guilliman couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't believe that the Great Predator, who had been wreaking havoc in the Empire for 10,000 years, would appear in front of him in such an embarrassed state. This is simply a feat that only the Emperor himself could achieve.

Then, Michael continued to speak.

"At present, my father has given us only one task, that is, to focus on the plague war that will take place in the five hundred worlds and prepare for the arrival of Mortarion."

"My father believes that this war will play a vital role for both the Empire and you as the Primarch."

These words are like saying that the other party has seen the future of this war. Touching the Emperor's Sword blessed by the Lord of Ashes at his waist, at this moment the Primarch's heart is extremely curious about the true identity of the Lord of the Alliance.

Give reality important technology for superluminal navigation, curb the development of the Great Rift, help the Blood Angels win the Battle of Baal, and destroy the Spirit of Vengeance.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the Emperor himself returns, it may be difficult to achieve the above achievements in a short period of time. If it is a certain Imperial official who has achieved these achievements, then Guilliman is willing to give up his regent position, and even himself as the Primarch will become the other party's adjutant.

Unfortunately, the other party is an unknown outsider. Is it true that, as some judges said, the reason why he is willing to provide such great help to the empire is actually because of some unspeakable secrets?

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At the same time, on Haven Star, which is located at the other end of the Great Rift.

Inside the Holy Blood Castle, the monastery that should have been sacred and solemn now burst into waves of warm cheers and cries of joy.

Amid the terrified eyes of those mortal blood servants, Commander Dante, who is always known for his majesty, actually led the cheers.

"Father!"

"Two fathers!"

In this crazy and enthusiastic atmosphere, on the podium in the center of the monastery, two soul fragments of Saint Gilles were staring at the descendants who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine with a confused look on their faces.

Soon after, some of them turned their faces away because they couldn't bear to look directly.