Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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The Red Pirate Warband is here.

Huron sat on the command throne during the period, looking at the empty front.

He was not in a daze.

The right eye, which had turned into a blue gem, was revealing to him what had happened in the past, present and future.

The formation of the Seven-member Council of the Tyrone Sector.

Ultramarines reinforcements.

Agrippina and many other forge worlds spontaneously organized pilgrimage expedition fleets.

The decision of the High Lord of Cadia.

Huron could not see the future of the sector, but he could see now that the sector was not in the chaos he had hoped for.

"Chapter Commander..."

The bridge gate opened, and a former veteran of the Claws of the Stars wearing Terminator power armor walked in. His whole body was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and he had obviously just come off the battlefield of Beisuo No. 1.

When he saw Huron at this time, the veteran was stunned for a moment.

Huron was wrapped airtight in red power armor. His helmet was connected to the power armor. His face was in deep darkness, with only two red lights that seemed like eyes floating in the darkness.

A huge green heart is emitting green light under the power armor and is beating constantly.

"Chapter Commander...you..." Tears flowed from the corners of the veteran's eyes. After sobbing for a while, he asked the person he trusted and admired most: "Are you still you?"

"What are you asking?" A hearty laugh came from under Huron's helmet. "I see that there were no holes in your thighs. It seems that this Terminator Armor has indeed worked."

The veteran was relieved when he heard this joke, because the Chapter Master still remembered that he was always shot in the thigh, and also remembered that the power armor he was wearing was ripped off from a Black Legion veteran, with the purpose of protecting him.

This shows that Huron is still normal.

But this was just Huron's pretense. The voices of the four gods were constantly flooding into his brain, clearer and more intense than before, almost causing him to collapse.

"I need you to convey an order to me," Huron said.

The veteran immediately knelt down on one knee and listened.

"Put the battle brothers into the Elona system, and then dispatch the 11th and 123rd fleets there. We will design an ambush for Tyrone's reinforcements."

After hearing Huron's words, the veteran suddenly felt confused.

The Elona galaxy is the most insignificant galaxy in the Talon Gate defense zone. It has been captured by the fleet. Although there are still sporadic resistance forces in the two worlds there, they will all be captured sooner or later.

From a macro perspective, the Alona galaxy has little strategic value at all. It is located on the very edge of the Gate of Tyrone, far away from other galaxies and very isolated.

It's more like when the Tyrone people established the Tyrone Gate defense zone, they conveniently pulled this galaxy into the defense zone.

Setting up an ambush in such a galaxy... would probably fail.

"I can see it." Huron raised his hand and pointed at his eyes that had turned into gems.

The veteran could not see the gem, for he could only see two balls of fire floating in the deep darkness of the helmet's face.

But Huron did have physical eyes under his helmet.

The veteran also understood that this should be the infection of the four gods on the leader of the battle group.

"I can see reinforcements starting from Elona, ​​trying to open a route for subsequent reinforcements to pass. I can see, really..." Huron murmured.

"How many reinforcements will attack Alona?" the veteran asked.

Huron was silent for two seconds and slowly shook his head: "I can only see broken pictures one after another. They are not coherent and indistinguishable. I can only roughly see a group of Ultramarines who are with us in Alona." The battle brothers aboard fought hard."

"Yes." The veteran nodded, stood up and saluted.

He has come up with a plan to set up an ambush, which is to use the warships brought by the Lord of Changes, one of the four gods in the fleet, to make the fleet invisible.

Then he laid a dragnet on Alona No. 1.

In this way, even if the entire battle group of Ultramarines were to attack, they would probably be destroyed.

"Woooo..."

While the veteran was thinking, Huron suddenly began to tremble, as if something was beating his head, and he covered his head and rolled over on the throne.

"Chapter Commander!" The veteran was startled and hurried forward.

Huron did not accept his kindness. He grabbed a piece of gravel from the armrest of the throne and threw it at the veteran, shouting angrily: "Get out!"

Of course, the veteran couldn't just leave like that. He knew that Huron was emotionally unstable now, so he wanted to get closer to check, but was blown away by a burst of psychic energy.

"Get out of here...please...get out of here..." Huron covered his face with his hands and pleaded with a trembling voice. He didn't want the people he trusted the most to see his irrational side in the whispers of the four gods.

The veteran nodded and walked away slowly: "The think tank brothers are outside, if you need help..."

"Get out, get out," Huron said repeatedly.

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After Huron gave the order, the Red Pirate Fleet immediately took action and rushed to the Elona system.

The veteran was in charge of the overall situation. Under his order, a blue feathered warship led a total of more than 300 other warships into the Elona system, and first dropped nearly 10,000 space warriors on the surface of Elona 1. .

There is no crew in the blue battleship, but it seems to understand other people's orders.

Under the command of the veteran, it opened up a giant blue circle of flame in the asteroid belt.

The fleet became invisible as it passed through the ring of fire, hiding in the asteroid field.

After the ring of fire disappeared, it seemed as if nothing had happened in the Alona galaxy.

In the bridge of a cruiser, the veteran who was entrusted with important tasks by Huron was paying attention to all the conditions in the galaxy. He found that he could not even see his body, as if his soul was floating in the void.

This wonderful concealment effect gave him great confidence. He believed that whether it was the Five Hundred World Fleet of the Ultramarines or the Tyron Navy, as long as they dared to come in, even if they were several times larger than him, they would be caught off guard. In case of total destruction.

But the truth is this, but the veteran does not believe what Huron said.

It's not that I don't believe in Huron himself, but I don't believe in the "blessings" Huron received from other Chaos warbands.

Because the blessing and the ability of psychics to predict the future seem to be similar, they are both a series of broken pictures. It is not yet known how what Huron saw will be realized.

But there is no way.

Since the order came from the Chapter Master himself, the veterans could only carry it out.

While thinking about Huron's safety and observing the state of the galaxy, the veteran waited for three full days.

Then the enemy appeared.

A battleship more than thirty kilometers long suddenly sprang out of the dimensional rift that opened in the galaxy. It even threw the airdrop pod towards Alona 1 while sailing.

"While the enemy fleet has not all emerged from the cracks, attack with the entire fleet!"

All the warships hidden in the asteroid belt broke out of hiding and headed straight for the enemy ships.

The yellow-and-white battleship, with a blood-red heart symbol hanging on the side of the hull, quickly ate more than a dozen electromagnetic pulse torpedoes.