Emperor's Bane

Chapter 247 Unexpected strangulation
"I have never seen such a huge and crazy building: its birth is like a group of absurd gods who have long transcended life and death, and created a useless great joke in a way unimaginable by today's civilization. To embellish your eternal boring years."

"Before seeing it, even I would have laughed at this senseless emotion, but at this moment, I have to use such words to describe everything I have seen."

"This is a miracle, this is by no means a madness that mortals can create: Although the truth of the empire is still beating in my heart at this time, in the face of living reality, I will temporarily let it give way to the greatness that physics cannot explain .”

"The building we discovered violated all physics and sociology. I can't imagine how powerful and empty a race would be to concentrate such a large-scale technology and power, thereby violating all laws of physics and letting their creations be in the thousands of years. Tens of thousands of years later, it can still distort our worldview and shake our hearts."

"As for the race that created all of this, the empire that fortunately has long since disappeared, their power may have touched the territory that mortals call gods, or they have been able to rely on technology and heritage to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods."

"Fortunately, they disappeared, lost in the day-to-day waves of the galaxy, and hopefully they never return to claim their former supremacy."

"Otherwise, it might be a catastrophe more terrifying than the entire Great Crusade."

The tip of the pen paused, and Cortez raised his head immediately, and glanced at the behemoth on the distant skyline with awe: he was in awe of that existence, a creature, a latecomer, born of an instinct for ancient miracles Even if it is engraved into the gene by the Lord of Humanity, the innate hatred for all alien creatures cannot dilute this endless feeling for the greatness of alien creations.

And at the end of his vision, at the end of everyone's progress, the ancient creation that can break through the natural hatred, the existence named "Yemenga Starry Sky Stele", stands proudly on its throne for thousands of years, Silently received another batch of small visitors.

Before finally arriving in this savage galaxy named Attila, Cortés attended every joint meeting held by the Lord of the Second Legion. They had genuinely worried that the creature they were looking for might Incomparably mysterious, incomparably obscure, buried in the endless void that would take thousands of years to explore: But the moment they sailed into the orbit of the Attila galaxy, they discovered how serious this worry was. ridiculous.

[Yemenga Starry Sky Monument] stands there, on the largest world in the entire Attila galaxy, among a pile of strange dull metals, it is far away from the place that was colonized by humans as early as the Golden Age The star Attila is separated by half a galaxy, which is the reason why it has not been discovered.

The monolith is there, it's so huge, it literally towers into the sky, and by Cortez's first glance, it's even bigger and vaster than any nest known to man The foundation, large enough to accommodate several legions, is deeply embedded in the matte metal beneath it, and the top of the monolith extends all the way into the atmosphere, even reaching those warships that fly low enough.

The Stormbirds of the Second Legion landed at a place relatively far away from the megalithic monument with full vigilance, because surrounding this huge ancient miracle is an ancient city that seems to have been dead for thousands of years. Not suitable for a large-scale landing, five thousand Astartes warriors, after leaving the minimum ship defense, followed their genetic mother, and walked slowly into this dead ancient echoing place. middle.

Exploring the labyrinth of the weirdest, mausoleum-like rooms and small steles is more difficult than imagined. The green rune that has been sleeping in the void for countless years seems to have Their own life was normal, shining with a kind of icy light that made the two of them shudder. Those outermost fighters had been searching around suspiciously, because they always felt that they were under some kind of surveillance.

According to common sense, this kind of suspicious question can often rely on the intervention of the mother of genes or other think tanks, but this time the situation is more complicated: since entering the maze, whether it is Morgan, who has always maintained a serious face, or the accompanying A small number of Dawnbreaker think tanks felt an indescribable sense of oppression, constantly weakening their power, and the fetters from the sea of ​​souls were weakening inconceivably, causing all psykers' minds to fall into a kind of depression mess.

After discovering that this was not an isolated case, the Captains of the Astartes quickly agreed to find the Primarch, who was always at the forefront of the ranks.

"My lord, you must immediately stop this exploration. This city has weirdness. We shouldn't continue to move forward in such an unknown situation. This is very likely to cause unnecessary casualties."

The sonorous and powerful remonstrance even crossed the worship fence between the Primarch and the Astartes warriors, and under the indifferent gaze of the Old Guard, this sentence was enough to cause bloodshed among the Iron Warriors, but Let the Lord of Avalon, who had been silent all this time, raise his head slightly, and looked at the giant stone tablet close at hand with some reluctance.

[In 5 minutes at most, we will arrive there. 】

"That's true, my lord, but please forgive me, it is very dangerous to enter this ancient city that obviously hides mysteries without sufficient investigation. You can wait here first, waiting for us to enter and carry out an investigation. .”

"Alternatively, we can suspend this operation, leave here first, replenish materials and supplies on Attila Planet, and at the same time call those companies in the nearby space domain to make more preparations for a second exploration here."

"5000 people are still too few. For your safety, we need at least 1 people."

After the respected Bayar first spoke out to dissuade, Cortez, Hector and several other company commanders also spoke one after another. Everyone was disturbed by the collective downturn of the Primarch and the think tanks: In particular, their genetic mother was obviously influenced by this weird place, and her usual cold logic seemed to be becoming chaotic.

But it was also at this time that the gap between the Primarch and the Astartes warriors was manifested: the Lord of the Legion just continued to maintain a low profile, and after watching the huge stone monument in the distance for a while, Morgan made a judged.

[My genetic father has arrived near the Olympia galaxy, and I don't have more time for the second exploration: order all the staff to maintain combat readiness and be ready to fight at any time, let's move on and complete this exploration. 】

At this moment, the stubbornness and desire to explore that only appeared in the Dawnbreakers in the past finally gradually emerged in their genetic mothers. The attitude of recklessness and caution coupled with the authority derived from blood made Aspen The Tate could only bow their heads, bowing to the Primarch's final command.

After all, they were only Astartes warriors, and the most honest advice must be bowed to the abrupt obstinacy of their own Primarch: but even so, some things were necessary.

Cortez took a step forward.

"My lord, according to your order, we have carried the portable items in the secret vault, among them is a teleportation beacon that can ignore any obstacles, it is a relic of the golden age: please take it with you, and if you have any questions, please Activate the beacon immediately."

[…This seems more like some kind of funk, Cortez. 】

"It's just a necessary preparation."

The Primarch was silent for a while, she seemed to be making a choice in her heart, but after a while, a kind of compromise for her children was better than the so-called dignity in her heart, the Lord of the Second Legion lightly put Holding the special transmission beacon no different from the bracelet, he silently made a promise to his son that he would run away.

【I agree, let's move on. 】

Morgan waved his hand and gave this order casually. At this moment, all her attention had been attracted by the magnificent and impossibly smooth building in front of her. In her heart, there was the strongest feeling The premonition kept ringing: there was something she needed in this ancient ruin that smelled of silence and danger.

Maybe it's knowledge, or maybe it's more important... a secret.

She's going to have it... definitely.

Unknowingly, when she stepped into this quiet ghost city, such thoughts firmly occupied her heart and became her momentary desire.

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The Primarch finally brought all the members of the Old Guard and four companies into the Yemenga Stone Monument, while the remaining six companies headed by Hector and Diarmuid guarded the Primarch's entry. The gate, quite seriously began to build a series of fortifications.

Although there are no building materials, the dead city full of watchtowers is very suitable as a defensive fortress, not to mention that the entrance of the Yemenga Stone Monument is still a high platform. Three thousand Dawnbreakers scattered around and quickly found a way. In the general line of defense, Hector and Diarmuid personally stood guard in front of the tens-meter-high gate. In the tall corridor behind them, there were vague figures of several Dawnbreakers, and they could clearly see each other. Observation and announcement to avoid any emergencies.

But despite this, the company commanders still think this is a bit unsafe.

"We should have come with more heavy equipment."

Pointing to the blank area in front of the high platform, Diarmuid, the commander of No. 30's third company, complained in a low voice unwillingly.

"Look there, there is no danger to defend, maybe we should call a few Stormbirds and ask them to bring a few war engines, or anti-aircraft artillery."

Hector felt the same way, but he knew it was impossible.

"Stormbird can't get close to this place. The terrain is complicated. On the one hand, the strange magnetic field here seems to be interfering with the operation of Stormbird. There is a risk of falling if you force it in."

"indeed so……"

Diarmuid frowned, his handsome face like a god was now in a faint anxiety, it was a kind of pain brought about by the environment: as they finally arrived in front of the Yemenga Stone Stele, Not only the psykers, but all the Dawnbreakers felt a kind of soul suppression, which made them very uncomfortable from top to bottom.

"You said, would anyone really survive under such conditions? This ancient ruin obviously has traces of daily life, but this sense of depression also exists at the same time."

"I don't know either...Maybe they are a group of soulless species?"

"Hate intelligence?"

"possible."

The idle chatter ended with a shout in the communication channel, and the two company commanders frowned. They hadn't heard such vague communication words for a long time.

"You should come here, my lord, there is a strange thing here."

The two company commanders glanced at each other, and after a brief silent exchange, Hector picked up his great sword and walked quickly to the place where the incident happened: Although the communication sound was extremely vague, he could still hear it. , that is a soldier of the No.20 third company.

The extremely tall Astartes warrior quickly stepped over the comrades who were preparing, and he sensitively found that everyone in his sight had a depression brought about by depression, just like their weapons, invisible became a little dull.

...but that's not all.

At the very least, the great sword emitting a dark green light in Hector's hand was trembling slightly, as if he had fallen into a state of extreme excitement.

He didn't dare to tell others about it.

Ten minutes later, Hector came to the scene of the incident, and he saw the "strange thing" that the fighting brother said at first sight: It was a strange door, which seemed to be tens of meters high, and it It's like a mirror, but the mirror surface presents a lake-like fluctuating feeling.

Instinctively, Hector felt that it was the entrance and exit of a passage, or something similar, which made his vigilance scream loudly very quickly.

It just so happened that the first group of Astartes warriors who studied this strange creation had just completed their own observations, and when they saw Hector coming, they waved their hands and walked towards him.

It was Salieri, Hector's comrade-in-arms who fought side by side when he was the squad leader, and a think tank with a bright future.

"Hector, come and have a look! This is an antique of infinite value!"

"what is that?"

Hector was still some distance away from his friend, and while he shouted, he began to speed up, passing through the shadow of the building in front of him.

"I don't know yet."

Salieri's cry wandered in the icy city, and it seemed to be much louder.

"But I can confirm that this seems to be a device similar to a portal. You know the value of this device, Hector, and we should notify the Primarch immediately."

"Before you notify me, you'd better check it a few more times, Salieri."

"Don't worry, I just..."

Before the words were finished, Hector's eardrums were pierced by the most ear-piercing scream, and Morgan's favored son quickly opened his eyes wide, while his vision mercilessly captured the scene that happened in the distance.

Salieri stood there, maintaining a waving gesture, like a puppet that had lost its soul. He staggered, shook his arms twice, and fell to the ground.

His head had been shattered by a bullet from nowhere.

Hector's eyes widened, and for a second, he seemed to be in a state of shock that was hard to accept: until a creepy and dangerous smell quickly awakened him.

Following the guidance of his instinct, Morgan's son rolled aside in embarrassment, out of the shadow of the building he just stepped into, and at the place where he stood a moment ago, a fatal light that could harvest his life at the same time flashed in the shadow And then, out of the corner of Hector's eyes, he caught the shadow raider who appeared and disappeared quickly: it was a terrifying creature that he could not describe, its whole body was as black as night, its white hair was like snow, and its face was a blurred shadow. Wearing a few pieces of human skin and shiny green runes.

what is that?
where did it go

Hector didn't have time to think about this, because at the moment he got up in a panic, he suddenly realized that the originally peaceful dead city was suddenly attacked by extreme madness and chaos, and the urgent cries of fighting brothers were everywhere in his ears. There is also a piercing sound that is so harsh that it makes people crazy.

In the shadows, in the buildings, in the places they had repeatedly inspected, a large number of attackers with strange faces and their terrifying weapons seemed to be fabricated out of thin air, and instantly spread all over the lack of protection around Son of Morgan. Every inch of the sky.

Enemy attack!

The alarm bell sounded in Hector's heart, followed by a large shadow passing over his head in an instant, and Hector could see clearly: there were a dozen battle airships that appeared from that strange gate, Loaded with dozens of wildly laughing xenos, they claimed the lives of several Astartes near the gate with their sharp bladed fins and jagged keels.

This terrifying aerial devastator rushed towards Hector quickly, but was barely dodged by the Morgan with an amazing body. They didn't seem to care about this kind of thing, they just rushed towards Hector in a series of annoyed and mocking laughter. The Yemenga Stone Monument, which has already heard countless gunshots.

And behind it, more and more equally terrifying sadists rushed into the real universe: a dozen fighter jets of various types and more motorized airships filed through the gate called the Webway Out, it was full of desperadoes eager to get the first batch of blood, and in the continuous shadows, those black-skinned and white-haired killers named Mandela disappeared, appearing in dozens of places at the same time A terrible attack was launched.

The Scourge came side by side with the Saberwing Crows, and in an instant, the flames of battle were set on all defenders, while behind them, the whip-wielding animal trainer yelled at his ether hounds and Ugul monsters, tearing apart the sub-latitudes in which they hide.

The Talon Terror, which looked like a hybrid of a gorilla and a bat, was released, roaring together with it were several Haemonculi's latest proud crops, and behind these screaming monsters charging forward, fully armed The Nightmare Swordsman walked out of the webway and began to look for his own opponent.

And it wasn't until they, and all kinds of monsters from the nightmare city of Comoros, all emerged in the sad real universe, that the real army came out of the webway one after another, following Hector's hastily retreating path , began their own cheering and dancing.

The Queen of the Witch Sect, Lilith-Hesperas, led the elite forces of the Discord Sect she ruled, as well as Witch Spirits, Succubus, Sirens, and Hykatris from several other Witch Sects. Bride, treading the borders of the Webway calmly, they despised the disaster that had happened, knowing that their prey had entered the Yemenga Stone.

She has nowhere to run.

Lilith raised the corners of her lips, which was enough for the sinking smile of Comoros to indicate the beginning of a great expression. With the witch spirit queen taking her first dance steps, all the witch spirits and succubi were in the air. In the rhythm full of sacred artistic sense, he rushed towards his opponent.

And with the addition of this last troop, malice was at last revealed to the sons of Morgan: an army, an army from the Comoros, an army sung by many of the best of the Dark Ada.

More than a thousand remnants of the ancient empire fought from their proud webways and hiding places, testing the strength and courage of the Dawnbreakers. Their innate terrible desire told the tragic end of the loser, It also tells the only ending of this ambush operation.

That is pain.

Whoever is suffering.

(End of this chapter)