Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Sometimes, life really sucks.

Astralis occasionally thought about it, and he always liked to think about it when he wasn't on a combat mission or responsible for keeping secrets.

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The veteran of the Dark Angel came out and closed the door, leaving the old man who was not the Dark Angel inside.

Afterwards, Astralis's head turned unnaturally inside his helmet. If he didn't want to complete the task, he actually didn't want to visit the mortal named Luther in the room. He never felt that this guy was A member of the First Legion, in fact, that was the prevailing view among the Legion, and at this point, he was going with the flow.

Even though Luther was brought by [The Lion] himself, special treatment will not bring universal respect, at least among the First Legion, this is indeed the case.

Even the [Lion] himself...

Astralis stopped thinking about it.

Is there any essential difference between this old man named Luther and those ordinary mortals who are trapped in office buildings, review documents, toil all their lives, and are extremely ignorant?

Maybe it's because he's a Caliban.

Caliban's...Luthor Knight?

Astralis wanted to laugh at this conclusion, but he suppressed the sound of contempt.

Then, he turned around and stepped onto the road on the left. The black armor quickly disappeared into the extremely dim light of the corridor.

Astralis walked in this darkness, deliberately slowing down his pace, as if he was enjoying it.

In fact, this kind of deliberate darkness is not what the First Legion likes. The sons of [Lion] prefer a simple and direct atmosphere. They don't even bother to decorate the surroundings. After all, only the most primitive environment can best preserve everything.

After all, the so-called secret is the most fundamental appearance of everything.

But this does not prevent Astralis from being enthusiastic about this flickering atmosphere from the bottom of his heart. This is a personal hobby and a freedom that is different from the rigid emotions brought by gene seeds. soul.

In the darkness, he can think calmly and think about things that he cannot think about or even dare to think about in the sun-drenched place.

It was precisely because of this that he received an invitation from the [Moon Shadow Order] and became one of its newcomers. This was also the twenty-sixth mini-game that Astralis had participated in since joining the First Legion. group.

Twenty-six, Astralis remembered this number clearly. It was a total, an account, and the only thing he had accumulated during his decades of fighting for the emperor, but it was not The numbers Astralis is carrying now are because some groups have quietly disappeared: when they are no longer needed by the Legion, this is the only way back.

Now, this Dark Angel is only a member of seven orders or brotherhoods, which even makes him feel relaxed and a certain degree of panic: because as a soldier of the First Legion, this number is really not high.

The iron boots stepped on the undecorated ground, making a tooth-breaking sound of metal friction. Astralis enjoyed it all. He walked through the hidden corridors and secret doors without any worries. Sometimes, he Moving forward in a public area where everyone can walk, but the next second, he will push open the hidden curtain and enter an unrecognized private space that only the Dark Angel can exist.

All of these entrances were strictly guarded. Occasionally he would see a silent warrior standing at the corner or at the door of some room. Astralis would nod to some of them. Some of them Some would return the favor, others with haughty silence, and in other cases Astralis would accept the salute of these silent guards, again only responding to some of them and ignoring others. .

All this has nothing to do with etiquette or personal friendship. It is a product created by the unique legion culture of the First Legion, and everyone must adapt to it.

The Dark Angel's journey finally ended in front of a pure black door. He opened it, and there was only a round table and a few chairs inside. The light was slightly brighter than that in the corridor, which could barely illuminate everyone's faces.

There was already a Dark Angel sitting inside. He was wearing a hood, and the shadow cast on his head offset the dim light in front of him, allowing his face to remain hidden in the darkness.

But even so, Astralis could still recognize the person in front of him.

"Brother Castlereagh."

"Welcome, Brother Astralis."

Under the dim light, the two members of [Moon Shadow Order] greeted each other. They did not feel serious or nervous, because this was just a simple daily conversation and did not involve battles or deeper secrets. .

"Do you have any new insights about the last topic, Brother Astralis?"

Casre leaned on the seat, while Astralis leaned forward as much as possible, maintaining some unspoken respect.

"You know, this is difficult, Brother Casre. After all, we are thinking about some more rebellious things. In the legions of mediocrities, their warriors will even regard this behavior as some kind of betrayal, rather than A necessary part of new thinking.”

"Don't worry, Brother Astralis, do you really think that the [Lion] will not know what we are doing? He reshaped the legion with his own hands, picked off the part he hated the most, and became the spider web. The new core is the core that has never been.”

"Everyone in this legion has a secret, except the [Lion], no one."

"Similarly, everyone in this legion will not have secrets, only the [Lion] will."

Kaslay smiled, a smile that was mixed with pride and sadness, as if he had used fresh dye to smear and destroy it at will on a completed painting, exuding complex sorrow.

"We used to envy the reunions of other Legions, the Astralis brothers, we rarely envied them, but we felt jealous when we saw them able to fight alongside their genetic father - we had discussed This topic talks about the spiritual connection between the genetic father and us, but there is no doubt that we did feel jealousy, and we did feel joy when [the lion] came back to us."

"Despite the [changes] he brought about, our joy led us to take it all in."

"The facts have proven that [change] is not a completely correct thing. Some things that were once correct have been recklessly erased. A wrong war is being carried out meaninglessly. This should have been a war in the The siege of rationality and cooperation was twisted by stubborn arrogance into an arduous, one-man showdown."

Astralis listened silently, then briefly expressed his emotion.

"But we can't stop him, can we?"

"He is using those Calibans, using those barbarians from the forest, and even using people who are not even Astartes, but we can't stop him, because he is a [Lion], [Lion] 】unstoppable."

"No……"

Casre responded with a smile.

"When this war is over, [The Lion] will be truly unstoppable."

"And you, me, even us, probably won't be able to see that day."

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They continued to chat, talking about the contents and tasks belonging to the [Moon Shadow Order].

Those things that cannot be discussed in the sun, those things that will not be allowed by the sun, but they exist after all, and they need to be faced after all: and this is the mission of [Moon Shadow Order].

Among the first legion, [Moon Shadow Order] is not the only one. There are several small groups that have overlapping functions with it. They maintain independence and secrecy from each other, and operate within their respective scopes without infringement. With.

[Lion] knows all this.

Of course he knew, of course.

Time passed by minute by second, and the topic between Astralis and Caslay was gradually coming to an end. They cited topics one by one, told inferences one by one, and made all kinds of disobedient remarks. The random flow from their mouths would be enough to make a dozen Ultramarines or Imperial Fists faint with rage.

When they reached the end of their discussion, the two battle brothers looked at each other. They thought and were silent for a while, until Astralis took the initiative to speak.

"How is the progress at the port?"

"There is no obvious effect yet."

"which aspect?"

"Many soldiers from other legions do not like our arrangement, and fear has generally erupted among mortals. They believe that those officials who act rigidly at the port will be their sad future, but they cannot see the deep meaning behind this and the impact on the legion. the benefits of."

As he spoke, Casre's body tilted forward involuntarily, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to change suddenly with this movement: Astralis, who had always been like a subordinate, seemed to have become a higher-level one in the blink of an eye. That character.

This is a given.

Although in [Moon Shadow Order], Casrei is Astralis's superior, but when the topic shifts to the [Deadwood Brotherhood], Astralis is Casrei's mentor and guide people.

Of course, some things don't stop there.

For example, these two battle brothers who work side by side in multiple micro-groups will never mention the topic of offensive operations. After all, in this field, Astralis is a member of the [Grey Feather Order] , and Kaslay is the backbone of the hostile [Stonewall Knights]. The two groups have maintained mutual hostility and criticism for decades in terms of related content.

In other areas, the two sides will not have any common topics. Astralis will not tell Casrae about his research in [Falling Star Company], and Casrae's behavior in other groups, He should have ignored it.

Astralis and Castlereagh, the former is the latter's boss at some times, and a subordinate at other times. Occasionally, they will be competitors, but most of the time, they will also be each other's rivals. They are the most ordinary battle brothers who have nothing to do with each other. When they meet each other in their free time, according to the topic and needs, the battle brothers can choose the one they need at this time from more than a dozen relationships and words.

This is the Dark Angel Legion. When the [Lion] greatly streamlined the internal organization of this legion in accordance with the customs of its home planet, it became so simple.

It's so simple that it's even dissatisfying.

"The war continues, continues to get long and stupid, and even those of the Second Legion are taking part."

Astralis sighed.

"Those [Fangs]?"

"Yeah, a bunch of troublemakers."

Even as ordinary Dark Angels, Astralis and Kaslay still have some topics to talk about, topics that only Terra veterans in the Legion have.

"[Lion], the arrogant [Lion], he has destroyed too many things. He is turning the Legion into some kind of sad object that has lost its past, memory and history, becoming something that only he likes."

"He will do it. Through this war, the angels who belong only to the Emperor will become Caliban's knights. Blood and war will do it all, and the [Lion] is expanding it, his knights." One after another the legions streamed in, waiting for their bloody position.”

The veterans' harsh words echoed in the room, and they were not afraid to say them or let the [Lion] hear them, because he would know sooner or later.

It was the Terran people who shed blood in this war, not the Caliban people. Countless people in the First Legion were thinking this. Some of them were just sighing, while others were mixed with disdain and resentment. In this way The words increased as more and more blood was shed.

Those veterans from Terra are gradually disappearing from the legions and the front lines, but there are no words. There is only blood and corpses in their place.

The battle brothers Astralis and Kaslay continued to talk. Finally, they seemed to be tired of the topic of [Lions], so they naturally started chatting about another group of annoying guys.

"The Second Legion... I thought they were dead."

"It's impossible. The smaller their number, the less likely their warriors will die. This has always been the case with Disaster Stars and Troublemakers. Their lives are very tough, otherwise they wouldn't be able to survive until now."

"Then what are they doing here? Do we still have to wipe their butts?"

"What? Did you forget?"

"This is the front line against Ran Dan. [Alien], [Powerful Alien]. Once such words appear, those troublemakers are like dogs that have smelled meat. At least some of them are."

"In other words, they didn't all come?"

"How could they all come? When have you ever seen the Second Legion acting together? Maybe there was still some possibility in Holy Terra, but since leaving the solar system, it is no longer possible."

"Yeah, it's impossible..."

Fragments of those memories flashed through Astralis's mind: the sparse queue, the silver-white armor, the flying fangs, and that... damn...

He closed his eyes.

"Let's talk about [Lions]."

Confused?

Confused?

The Riddler?

That's right, this is Dark Angel.