Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 401 Arrival!

"What is their strength?" Chasov looked at the people present, and was the first to think about the war as an inevitable thing.

"Two companies, or no more than three companies." Nicholas answered Chasov's question, and then watched everyone explain his answer:

"According to the report of the Ultimate Starfield to Terra, their main force should still be fighting on the front line of the Ghoul Starfield, and there is only one strike cruiser fleet here in Presdia, which can also confirm this situation."

"Able to fight!" Calvin affirmed, part of this force will be allocated to the fleet for routine defense, and there will not be many left on the ground.

"Leave me the manpower of the two teams, and I promise to hold back their main force!" Tabers promised Calvin, who directly denied his plan.

"No, I'll leave it all to you! I'll go down myself, and it's enough to take Gordon and Nicholas with me!"

"But..." Tabers was about to refute, but Calvin had already made up his mind.

"No but! The terrain there is not suitable for deploying a large force. The manpower for this operation is expensive or not!"

"Your will!" Tabers thought for a while, and finally compromised.

"Then the next question is that we have no reason to directly intervene, and after all, this is a sub-group of the Ultramarines..." Chasov raised his eyes and thought for a while, and raised the final question about Calvin's action-legality .

"Then order them to clear the way in the name of the imperial army! Is there a problem, Neeson?" Calvin looked at Nicholas, and after the latter agreed bluntly, he turned his head and gave the order to Tibbers.

"What if it's still rejected?" Tabers finally confirmed.

"Doesn't that prove that they have a problem?" Calvin grinned at Tabers:
"Then use naval guns to make them obey."

After the plan was made, Calvin stood up and prepared to walk out of the office. Nicholas and Chasov also nodded slightly to him, and then began to prepare for their respective work.

The captain of the Custodian marched to the bridge, forming the words in his mind for a later announcement to the Sons of Guilliman, and ordered the rest of the Custodians to assemble;
Chasov, a scholar of the Tribunal, rushed to the deck of the psionic choir, preparing to lead an augmentation ceremony there, opening a stable transmission channel for Calvin under the complex terrain environment on the ground.

At this point, the entire fleet turned to a state of war, and the priests of the Mechanics began to gather in the direction of the engine room, praying to Mechanism to increase the output power of the plasma reactor;

Each energy storage unit located in the middle of the battleship lights up saturated signal lights one by one under the full output of the large plasma reactor;

The weapon deck team also used a crane to connect the heavy cables to the base of the light lance, and made the final overhaul of the light lance array, starting the final warm-up for the war.

When Calvin and several Templars stood in the center of the teleportation array, Tibers and Nicholas, who were on the bridge of the battleship, also started the final communication with Presdia.

"Commander Cicero, I have already given you the specific authorization document, in the name of the Tower of Hegemony! You have no reason to reject my application! If you and your soldiers are still fighting for the empire, please open it immediately and unconditionally." Airspace control!"

Nicholas looked across the screen and said the prepared announcement word by word.

On the opposite side, the Astartes company commander in blue and white power armor was still indifferent to Nicholas' words, and there was even a faint mockery in his eyes.

"Sorry, emissary from Terra. We have not been notified by Ultramar, and we are not obliged to open the airspace where our department is stationed."

"Master, you know what you're talking about, right?" Nicholas asked seriously, looking at Cicero who was opposite him.

"It couldn't be clearer! It's the same sentence, we refuse to yield to anyone without authorization!" Cicero, the son of Guilliman's son on the opposite side of the screen, replied.

"What if we insist?"

"Then see you on the battlefield!"

"……as you wish!"

The negotiation failed, Nicholas clearly received the other party's attitude, and immediately cut off the call with the other party after fulfilling his obligation of notification.

At the same time, on the auspicious instrument of the Indefatigable Jihad, a large area of ​​red warning signals began to appear on the ground and orbit of Presdia.

"The whole ship is ready to strike!" The company commander of the imperial army put down his last sympathy, and signaled to the fleet commander Tabers, who immediately issued a signal to the fleet, and at the same time issued authorization and orders to the command deck of the weapon unit.

Now that this land and the people on it have used their actions to essentially challenge the authority of the entire empire.

Then they have the obligation to respond to the request of this land and give them what they want in return!

"You will definitely pay for your arrogance!" Nicholas' cold voice resounded throughout Presdia's public channels.

And the Unremitting Jihad, which had already been fully charged, also responded to his announcement, and immediately launched intensive light spear strikes towards the predetermined strike target.

The mortal army on the orbital defense system screamed in panic, the warnings that the star castle and the space weapon station were locked by the space behemoths came one after another, the star-like dazzling light spots condensed in their eyes, and then at a certain point Lights up suddenly, tearing the vacuum extending towards them in milliseconds!

"Counterattack! Counterattack!" The officer in charge of commanding the orbital mass-energy weapon roared hoarsely, giving orders to the soldiers in the communication channel.

Luckily, Starcastle's standing force field shield was able to resist the catastrophe just a second before it was overloaded.

As for the several weapon base stations around the star castle, they did not have such luck. The officer witnessed the fall of those weapon base stations with his own eyes.

Without energy shields, or defense nodes that have time to activate energy shields in the future, under the impact of light spears, they only have the fate of turning into molten iron and slag.

The thickness of the armor is meaningless in the face of high-energy lasers, and the flesh and blood inside it has no possibility of survival.

He didn't know why he had received the order to attack the Imperial warships, but since the Emperor's Angels they served had orders, he as a soldier had only the obligation to carry out.

But before his soldiers locked their weapons on each other, under the special energy circuit from the Retribution-class battleship, the second wave of light spear strikes followed without a gap!

This time he didn't need to worry about the order he received anymore. A light spear from the Unremitting Jihad accurately penetrated the cabin he was in. Under this dazzling laser beam, he and his subordinates were forever Turned into a piece of inconspicuous dust in the universe...

A cruiser and several small frigates belonging to the son of Guilliman were also targeted by the two cruisers and fell into siege.

The artillery fire on Presdia's orbit came and went, and two groups of Emperor's Angels, who received different orders, pointed their weapons at each other in this starry sky, and started a fierce exchange of fire.

"How long will we have to wait?" Calvin stood on the teleportation array and asked the bridge with "Imperial Truth" on his back.

The six guards of the imperial guards and the same number of templars around were all fully armed, with their halberds behind their backs, and they surrounded Calvin with heavy shields and broad swords in their hands.

The battle had started for nearly 10 minutes, but Calvin hadn't waited for the signal from the Psionic Choir. Even though he knew that there was a thick barrier between the target and the Unremitting Jihad, he still couldn't help being a little impatient when he waited for a long time.

"Wait a minute, right now..." The ceremony in the direction of the psionic choir has also reached a critical moment. Chasov is deducing countless paths between the battleship and the entrance of the webway that can theoretically lead to the underground under the vision of psionic power enhancement. tunnel.

And after repeated selection and trial, Chasov finally found the most suitable one from the countless space-time rifts that came and went.

"It's now!" He shouted loudly, and the volume of the psionic choir's "chants" also suddenly increased at the same time.

Calvin stepped on the switch at his feet, and after a huge roar and lightning, the entire teleportation array was suddenly empty.

Under the earth's crust 70 kilometers below the ground, an isolated island suspended above an endless ocean of lava stands in the darkness.

The area of ​​the "island" is tens of square kilometers in size. Obsidian is its main material, and it is also the biggest reason why it can stand on the lava without being melted.

The entrance to the webway is in the center of the island, surrounded by numerous human structures.

Like all alien civilizations, it has a distinctive style of alien aesthetics and technology;
However, the many human-style buildings surrounding it strangely have the characteristics of both the empire and the chaos.

Dozens of Astartes warriors in blue and white power armor walked among the surrounding tactical nodes;

Ten times as many Astartes warriors, wearing power armor bearing the Chaos mark, supervised the progress of the tens of thousands of mortals in the central area.

A particularly tall Astartes warrior was standing in the center of the entire island, on a high platform in front of the webway entrance, watching everyone's actions.

He wears a white bone helmet that symbolizes human purity, but holds an eight-pointed scepter that symbolizes chaos.

The Mark VI power armor with the imperial emblem still maintains the original painting, but the eagle emblem belonging to the empire and the details on the edge of the decorative shoulder armor have been replaced by the spell belonging to Tzeentch.

Among the many Astartes warriors, some people went to the center to report to him with the progress of the project from time to time.

But he didn't intend to pay attention here, but after occasionally touching the communication device by his neck, he turned his dignified eyes to the top of his head.

"My lord, the last batch of gene seeds is ready. "They" have kept their previous promise. Except for the blood tax, the remaining part is enough for the recruits of two companies."

"Understood, how is the training progress of the recruits?" Chief Priest Appius Kersula nodded to indicate that he had received it, and asked the pharmacist in front of him about other tasks.

"It has entered the final stage, and it is expected to be within 42 standard thousand years..." The pharmacist replied respectfully, but was interrupted by a communication from the surface before he could finish speaking.

"Warning! They have not been deceived by me, and the battle has already begun on the orbit! I suspect that the information has been leaked, please be careful of the other party's infiltration attack at any time!"

"Understood!" Appius ended the call with the surface, and then looked at the pharmacist in front of him:
"We're out of time! Excessive hormone injections, end their training cycle early!"

"This will lead to the destruction of their potential." The pharmacist calmly responded to Appius' order, obviously this was not the first time he had done this.

Apius obviously understood this problem, and said directly to the pharmacist:

"They're just cloned embryos, they don't have much potential. Let these recruits go to the warehouse to get their weapons. I'll see them standing here within six hours!"

"Your will!" The pharmacist bowed back and disappeared into the darkness.

Only the chief pastor was left on the high platform, but a strange voice emerged from his shadow:
"You are in danger. Being targeted by those hunting dogs, can you still complete the master's order? If you can't complete the master's order, you will never want to become one of us..."

"Shut up!" Appius violently interrupted Shadow's speech:

"What are you? A bastard who doesn't even have a "title" deserves to be compared with me?"

"Heh...you're right, but that's only for now. But when you join us after you've finished ascending the demon, our status will be different again..."

Will it be the same?

Appius looked at his own shadow, the tide of ambition surging in his chest.

How could he accept himself as the insignificant one among endless demons?

If the eternal life can only be ordinary as a footnote, then why would he betray everything and make such a deal with the gods?

He has already lost enough, and the reason why he has come to this point is because he wants to get back everything he lost.

There is no doubt about this determination, if the emperor can't do it, then he will change his master!

Appius came out of his thoughts again, while the nameless demon in his shadow was still babbling.

"Oh~! Oh! Career! Greed! Your troubles are coming! Your end is here!"

The head pastor just wanted to get angry again, but the psionic perception he was given in the previous "transaction" made him see a silver thunder brewing in the void in front of him!
"Everyone is on alert!" He roared loudly, and the surrounding Chaos Astartes also held guns and looked at the position pointed by their master's staff.

A huge thunderbolt was born from nothingness, tearing the curtain between reality and subspace under the gaze of everyone.

A huge wave of psionic energy suddenly pulled up, and after the lightning that was too dazzling to look directly at, it released a tide that made people instinctively retreat to the surroundings!

boom!
After the huge roar, a total of 13 giants appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Not to mention those unfamiliar gray warriors, the remaining gold made Appius frown.

And what frightened him and the other Astartes even more was the existence that stood like a mountain in the center of the crowd.

That demigod-like existence was pushing away the guard standing in front of him with a shield with one hand, and said to the distorted Appius on the high platform and all the Astartes present:
"Hey? There are a lot of people..."

　4000 words, two in one, supplemented with yesterday's and today's updates.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)