Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Chapter 239 Angel's Metamorphosis

The Dark Angels' belated support made many officers in the Krona Defense Force dissatisfied.

While the mortals of the Imperial Guard were overwhelming the Chaos Terminators on the asteroid base with a tragic casualty ratio of several thousand to one, where was the Deathwing, the pride of the Dark Angels?

When the Imperial Navy was fighting desperately with the Chaos Vanguard Fleet and the flagship Silesian Wind was sunk by the Queen of Glory, the Emperor's Pride, where were the Indomitable Truth and the Stone Fortress?

Until now the war is over, the Mechanicus has registered the warships bought from the Star-Ballists, and the priests of the State Church have begun to preach to comfort the survivors... and the Dark Angels who swore to defend Klentalina have only hurried here?

For a time, there were many condemnations against the Dark Angels both officially and privately.

But soon, these voices fell silent at the same time. Because a more important piece of news was delivered to the Klentalina galaxy along with the dusty Monolith Fortress:

——The Primarch has returned.

The Emperor's Son of God, the Primarch of the Dark Angels, the Lion King who had disappeared for more than ten thousand years: Lion El'Jonson, had once again reappeared in the sight of the Human Empire.

At the same time, the Dark Angels also shared the battle report with Klentalina, clarifying that their failure to help was not intentional, but they were attacked by the combined attack of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and the Great Daemon of Slaanesh and could not escape. The Stone was paralyzed, and the Indomitable Truth had not returned yet. They could hardly protect themselves, let alone support this side.

Of course, at this time no one cared about the reason for the Dark Angel's lateness.

Just because the Primarch has returned! The entire Krenna sector is boiling!

"Oh my God! There is no more exciting news than this!" Geneve, who had just invited Russell to her room for an in-depth discussion, was now excited, her face full of admiration and excitement.

The vast majority of people in the Empire are followers of the state religion. Even those who don't believe in that bullshit from the state religion will most likely worship the Emperor, and the admirals of the Imperial Navy are no exception.

Genevea was a soldier, and only a soldier. She had never been involved in anything other than fighting against the Emperor's enemies. A pure person like her would have a reverent attitude towards the return of the Primarch, a feeling similar to the heroic epic becoming reality, the mythical figure stepping down from the curtain and coming to one's side...

However, Benhart Medius' attitude towards this seems a bit subtle.

It is obvious that he has some special relationship with the Dark Eldar of Commorragh. In addition, the return of the Primarch will also have some impact on his authority in Klentalina. Overall, it is not good news.

As for the attitude of the Adeptus Mechanicus towards this, it is even more interesting. This is related to the identity of the Lion King - among all the Space Marine chapters, the Dark Angels have the most distant relationship with Mars. This has been the case since the Legion period ten thousand years ago, and it is even worse now.

This is because almost all violent organizations in the Human Empire rely on the technical and equipment support of the Mechanicus, from the invincible Queen of Glory to the laser rifles in the hands of the Astra Militarum soldiers, all are the work of the Mechanicus and all need to be maintained by the Mech Lords.

But the Dark Angels are different.

The Dark Angels are the only Space Marine Chapter that does not need to rely on the Adeptus Mechanicus for armaments, but can produce equipment for itself, forming an internal closed loop.

The return of Lion inevitably means the rise of the Dark Angels, and means that a violent organization that is completely independent of the Mechanicus will have a sharp increase in its voice within the Empire... This is something the Mechanicus is absolutely not happy to see.

Beneath the enthusiastic atmosphere of the Primarch's return, there are surging undercurrents that are designed to devour people.

"Haha...interesting." Russell took in the reactions of all parties but did not express any opinion.

The historical course of the universe has completely changed because of his arrival. Originally, the first Primarch to return should have been the genetic father of the Ultramarines: Robert Guilliman, but now the first to return is the Lion King.

Lion doesn't have Guilliman's rational mind and management skills. He can't even manage his own Caliban. Russell is now very curious about how Lion will react after waking up and knowing the corrupt status of the human empire and the hopeless degree of his offspring's insanity.

…but that’s another story.

"The most urgent thing is to repair the star gate of the planet of the Dark World so that we can start trading first." Russell sighed, said goodbye to Genevieve who wanted to keep him overnight, and returned to the Pot of Greed.

The warp storm has dissipated, and Russell has no intention of meeting Ryan here.

Start the jump engine, target Pluto.

The cabin of the Pot of Greed was loaded with a large number of finished parts produced by Grey Wind. With the help of these finished parts, Russell could help the mechanics who were working hard on the project on Pluto to assemble the stargate as quickly as possible.

While Russell was heading to Pluto and Ryan was coming to Klentalina to attend the victory parade, when everything had returned to calm... a violent subspace crack quietly tore open in the vast starry sky in the northeast of the Klentalina sector.

This warp crack was not maintained by the cultists' blasphemous rituals, but was torn open by the ship's warp drive, so this chaotic scene did not last long. From the briefly opened warp crack, a battered human ship stumbled out.

This is a very famous warship, with a broken wing relief on her body and a fragmented blood-red ruby ​​pattern inlaid on her bow.

The descendants of Sanguinius once rode on her to fight in the starry sky, saving one human colony after another from being attacked by the Emperor's enemies. She also once carried the angel Death Company, who was ready to die, into the body of a void whale dominated by the power of Chaos, killing the endless army of Khorne.

She is the Blood Angels successor chapter, the former flagship of the Crimson Upstarts Chapter, the strike cruiser Bloodthirster.

After the Crimson Upstarts were recruited into the 9th Expeditionary Fleet, the highly meritorious Bloodthirster was no longer the flagship, but was incorporated into the Terra Expedition after undergoing a thorough upgrade and modification in the dock. In addition to the original subspace engine, the Bloodthirster also had an additional biological warp engine installed in its body, making it an extremely rare ship that possessed two means of superluminal travel.

It was also for this reason that she was able to lead the remnants of the Crimson Upstarts to escape from that horrific catastrophe with difficulty, protecting the last hope and all the ideals of the angel descendants, and barely survived.

"Calibrate the space-time coordinates. Where exactly have we drifted to in the ether turbulence?" In the cabin of the Bloodthirsty Longsword, a blond man with a weathered face and scars all over his power armor asked in a deep voice.

"It is the 40th year of the 015th Millennium. We are in... the Eye of Terror, near the Krenna Sector." A Space Marine wearing a bright red power armor with four mechanical arms hanging behind him answered: "There are only two of us left, Captain Saraf, what should we do next?"

It is rare for a Space Marine to add robotic arms to his body, but he was an exception, as he was a Techmarine who worshipped Om Messiah rather than directly worshiping the Emperor or Sanguinius.

Chapter Master Saraf, Technical Sergeant Oritus, these are the entire Crimson Upstarts Chapter... no, all the survivors of the entire 9th Expeditionary Fleet.

Even if we have only one last breath left and shed our last drop of blood, we must fulfill our duty." Captain Saraf panted and put one hand on his chest, looking back at the great holy relic placed in the cabin behind him.

"I will, Captain. I swear on the blood of Sanguinius." Technical Sergeant Oritos said, staring in the same direction as the Captain, but his eyes were less fanatical and more devout.

In the cabin of the Bloodthirster, on a metal round table surrounded by the corpses of dozens of Space Marines of the Crimson Upstarts Chapter, lay a crystal coffin shrouded in a stasis field.

Lying in the coffin was a tall corpse as beautiful as an angel: a pair of wings that were more holy and white than the holy light were folded under his body, and the exquisite golden armor on his body was as shining as it was ten thousand years ago. He had a beautiful appearance, and everyone could see the peerless beauty that best suited their own aesthetics on his face. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he seemed to be still worried about something even though he had been dead for ten thousand years.

...No, not an image, he is an angel.

The remains of Sanguinius, the Emperor's Angel.

Chapter 240 War Proprietor

, the Terran Crusade begins

, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet arrives at Badab

, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet enters the Maelstrom

The 6th Expeditionary Fleet obtained the Organic Codex, and the 9th Expeditionary Fleet arrived at Barr; in the same year, Barr was destroyed

, the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet passes through the Krona Sector

The First Eye of Terror Expansion War, the return of the Primarch of the Dark Angels, Lion El'Jonson, and the remnants of the 9th Expeditionary Fleet arriving in the Krona Sector with the remains of the Blood Angel "Sanguinius"

, Klentalina held a victory parade to thwart the Eye of Terror's expansion attempts, and the Primarchs were invited to watch.

However, when the Lion King stood on the viewing platform on top of the Titan God Machine and waved to the enthusiastic crowd, the descendants of Ryan who were walking in a neat square in the center of the parade were completely unable to blend into the warm atmosphere of the scene. They were extremely nervous.

It was not just because the Dark Angels failed to arrive in time to fight for the world they had sworn to protect when Chaos invaded. It was not just the humiliation of the Stone Monastery being invaded by the Demon Prince. Even the ambiguous attitude of the Adeptus Mechanicus was not taken seriously.

What really plunged the Unforgiven into deep worry and self-doubt was Ryan's overly disappointed look when they reported to their returning father about the results of their ten thousand years of hunting down and torturing fallen angels.

"My father looked at us with disappointment and embarrassment in his eyes. I could feel that he seemed to have a lot to say, but he chose to remain silent..."

"Why? Is it because we haven't done well enough? But we have been steadfast in keeping the secret for ten thousand years, using countless sacrifices and blood to protect the name of the Dark Angels from being tarnished!"

Is it really untainted? Do you remember what kind of response Captain Gustav got when he sent a star message to Klentalina for help when the huge Gray Goo warship attacked the Stone Fortress? "

Governor Banhat stated that he refused to provide any support to the traitors.

"traitor……"

"It must be the Star Bullet! He made the secret of Caliban's destruction public, perhaps to threaten my father and make him compromise on some interests in order to protect the reputation of the First Legion!"

"The Star-Bombard took away the Far East Star Region from the Prophetess, which shows how ambitious they are!"

After all, the Lion King was a Primarch created by the Emperor of Mankind himself.

The existence of each Primarch is the ultimate creation of genetic engineering and the highest crystallization of human psychic theory. As an ancient immortal who has survived from the Dark Ages of Technology to the present, the Star-Bullet possesses a large amount of dark technology that has not been passed down to the world. It is natural for such an existence to have some intentions towards the Emperor's sacred creation.

"It was because we didn't do a good job. The inner ring system's restraint on the sub-groups was still too weak, which led to the Flame of Repentance and the Death Stalkers acting on impulse and falling into the hands of the Order of Truth. They must have been forced to reveal the secrets of the First Legion under inhuman torture..."

"We are ashamed of the father of genes..."

On both sides of the broad avenue, salutes continued to be fired, and fragrant flowers were thrown from the hands of ladies and young ladies dressed in gorgeous attire. The flying petals fell on the shoulder armor of the Space Marines, covering the sword mark that symbolized the glory of the Dark Angels.

The Unforgiven were armed with weapons and marched in unison in the huge parade, looking extraordinary and heroic. But the Dark Angels were in a heavy mood at the moment, and they felt that the enthusiastic cheers and praises from the people around them were so out of tune with them.

The First Legion is emo.

At the same time, they hated the Star-Bomber to the core.

Just at the climax of the Klentalina Victory Parade, a paper letter from the Star-Bomb was delivered to the Lion King after being reviewed by the State Church and the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Ryan stared at the cheering crowds on both sides of the avenue. Every time he passed by, they were particularly enthusiastic. On the one hand, it was because of the gorgeous armor on his body with a strong religious connotation, which really fit the demigod-like identity of the Primarch.

The Baptist...

Although the envelope had not been opened yet, Ryan could more or less guess what the content of the letter was:

[To: Lion El'Jonson, former Lord of the First Legion]

[As I write this, the Klentalina System Defense Force is adapting to the new warships I sold to Governor Banhart, and is counterattacking the incoming Chaos.]

[If you are still alive to read this letter, it means that our lion has successfully defeated his corrupted brother and defended the stone from Slaanesh. It is a pity that I was not able to appreciate your heroic figure in battle - but fortunately my mobile armor should have played a big role in your victory. Its name is 'Baptist'. I hope it fits you. ]

[On the way to the letter, I believe you have heard about the rumor that the Star Bullet is spreading rumors that damage the honor and loyalty of the Dark Angels. As for whether it is a rumor or not, you, the person involved, should know better than me.]

[As for the reason why I spread the little secret of the First Legion everywhere, it is also very simple: when people do something wrong, they need to pay the price. So far, the price paid by the Dark Angels is not enough to extinguish the anger in my heart, at least in my opinion, it is far from enough. ]

[However, the future is a matter for the future. Right now, you should still be worried about the mess of the Dark Angels and the Fallen Angels. If you don’t mind, I’d be happy to chat with you...]

Let's get back to the point. Dealing with tedious political affairs always makes people irritable, so how about letting me calm your mood with a piece of good news? - You should have inspected the Krenna Defense Fleet reorganized with the new warships I provided. Their combat power has been demonstrated in the previous war with Chaos, so there is no need for me to brag about it. What I want to tell you is that it took less than 5 years for the Far East Star Region to build these ships. 】

[If the shipbuilding efficiency of the Far East Star Region under my rule is as great as a flood, then the Mechanicus can only be considered a urine test sample. ]

[Now, every inch of the Milky Way is burning with flames of war. The journey across it is so difficult, just like a traveler with nothing trying to cross an endless desert of death.]

So my dear Ryan - would you like to buy some water?

Warmonger: Star-Ballist

"Ha... Star Bullet." Ryan closed his eyes and sighed, then placed the letter in his hand on the table.

Under the anxious gaze of the guards beside him, Ryan opened his eyes again.

The Temple Avenue ahead has come to an end, and the victory parade is approaching its final closing. The lion king's pale golden eyes contain a complex look, and he grits his teeth slightly, like a kitten that keeps baring its teeth at people because of a lack of security.

Ryan raised his head and saw darkness above the dome. It was a huge fleet consisting of 512 huge warships docked in the near orbit of the planet. Under the shadows that covered the sky and the sun was a cheering crowd. It was these powerful warships that defended their homes and protected the lives of the people during the war.

The power of these warships is so strong that it is enough to reassure everyone on Klentalina.

So much so that some dignitaries who have their own information channels selectively ignored the fact that their forgers were not the Mechanicus but the Star-Ballists, and also ignored the astronomical wealth that the Star-Ballists would gain from this.

"Warmonger? Haha... this self-proclaimed title is really the most appropriate." Ryan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly.

Putting the Star Bullet's letter aside, Ryan flipped through the next secret letter that was delivered to him urgently.

The content of the next secret letter was: The descendants of the Blood Angels came to Krona with the body of Sanguinius.

Ryan's pupils shrank.