Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 53 You have been chosen by the Emperor to carry out a glorious mission
As soon as this voice sounded, the Death Watch Space Marines around immediately became alert.

They quickly picked up their weapons, then formed a circle with their backs to each other and looked around vigilantly.

"Psyker, what do you want to do? Where are you?" the Death Watch lieutenant said with a frown.

The helmets of the Death Watch Space Marines were flashing continuously, and the electronic systems of their power armor were searching the terrain all around, trying to find out which daring psychic had dared to suddenly speak in front of them.

"You have been chosen by the Emperor!"

"Psyker, do not toy with the Emperor's Angel of Death. What did you mean by that?"

What a powerful psychic! He was not around them at all, but he could use psychic power to communicate with them.

"Get out! Damn psyker, how dare you blaspheme, ugh!" A Space Marine with the emblem of the Space Wolves Chapter printed on his shoulder was slapped away by a golden psychic before he could finish his words.

But he was just slapped away. This Space Wolves Space Marine shook his head and climbed up again. He opened his mouth, revealing his canine teeth, and stared around fiercely.

"Calm down! Maintain formation and don't panic." The Death Watch's adjutant immediately comforted his teammates.

The opponent's psychic power level is very high! Maybe even reaching the level of a chapter think tank!

How could such a powerful psychic exist on this planet? Wasn't he taxed?
Whenever a psyker is discovered on a planet, he or she will be taxed a tithe.

They were sent to the black ship for screening, those who were qualified were sent to various departments of the empire, and those who were unqualified were sent to the emperor's table.

"What do you mean? Who are you? What is your purpose? Are you a human or a damn alien?" asked the Death Watch adjutant.

The other side had no idea where the enemy was, and there was no living creature within the search range.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly illuminated the room, even blinding many Death Watchers. A blurry golden figure appeared in front of everyone.

"I am a human being, there is no doubt about that." A voice as warm as the sun sounded.

"By the Emperor! You! You! This!" At this moment, the adjutant of the Death Watch began to stutter and even began to doubt whether he was really summoned by the Emperor.

The other Death Watch Space Marines were not much better off, as this golden light warmed their hearts and made them feel peaceful, illuminating everyone like the sun.

Although they had never seen it before, they were now very sure that this was the glory of the emperor!

"Great God Emperor! He didn't expect us."

"Don't get me wrong, I am not the Emperor himself, but the executor of the Emperor's orders. I am here to convey the Emperor's orders to you." Rhodes said.

"Are you a living saint?" asked the Death Watch adjutant.

The Living Saints are indeed a group of life forms resurrected by the Emperor, although some inquisitors in the Inquisition look down on these living saints and even think that they are demons from the Warp.

But most of the Imperial civilians and Space Marines recognize the status of living saints, because they are indeed the Emperor's spokespersons on earth. The most famous living saint is the great Celestine.

Rhode's appearance made them feel that he was very similar to a living saint. "You don't need to know my identity! You are not qualified to know. You just need to know that I am here to save this planet." Rhode said.

"This unknown living saint, what mission does the great Emperor have to entrust to his Angel of Death?" asked the Death Watch adjutant after taking a deep breath.

"The Emperor is going to give you a glorious and arduous mission. You will carry out a dangerous boarding operation, enter the interior of the Zerg hive mothership, and then blow up the Zerg hive mothership to save the planet." Rhodes said.

"What? Carry out a boarding operation! Or enter the interior of the hive carrier?

Great living saint, this, this is impossible!
It's not that we are not brave, nor that we are cowardly, but we don't have a suitable spacecraft and can't get close to the hive mothership.

We don't even have the right weapons. You can see the situation now, right?" said the Death Watch's adjutant.

In the previous battle with the Zerg troops, their weapons and equipment had been damaged to the point where they couldn't even provide one bolt pistol per person.

The only weapon anyone had was a chainsword. If the silver giant hadn't appeared, they would have been destroyed by the swarm.

"I will provide you with a suitable space landing ship for you to carry out boarding missions. There are also a number of powerful new weapons and a very powerful time bomb in the ship. As long as it is installed inside the hive, it can blow up the hive mothership." Rhodes said.

What I want is you bunch of tough warriors. I have plenty of weapons and stuff, and they are more WAAAGH than what you use!!!

For landing spacecraft, five Pedan spacecraft with a diameter of 10 meters in the mother ship will be enough.

There was no pressure at all to accommodate these 20-odd Deathwatch Space Marines, and even twice their number could be accommodated.

"But! The powerful psychic power inside the Tyranid Hive's mothership will drive us crazy or even control us directly." said a Death Watch member.

"The power of the Emperor will protect you. Believe in me, believe in the Emperor!
Now you just need to prepare for the battle, I will send a spaceship over soon." Rhode said.

"I understand. For the Emperor! The Death Watch is willing to carry out this mission."

"Very good, any other questions?" Rhodes nodded and asked.

"Excuse me, great living saint, our chapter chaplain is seriously injured. If he is not treated, he may not survive." The Death Watch's adjutant pointed at the chapter chaplain lying beside him, blood still gushing from his chest.

"The Emperor favors you. My spaceship will arrive soon. There is a treatment cabin on it that can save your chapter chaplain." Rhodes cut off the psychic communication immediately after he finished speaking.

It would be a shame for a space-class civilization spacecraft to not have medical facilities. Even the smallest Pedan spacecraft has an infirmary.

There is a medical cabin inside. As long as the person is not dead, put him in and it will start automatic repair.

There is even a medical center on his own Pedan mothership, which has hundreds of medical cabins that can provide medical services.

There was no problem healing this Deathwatch Priest.

(End of this chapter)