Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Chapter 241 The road ahead

After the noisy victory parade ended, a battered and dilapidated warship arrived in Klentalina under the escort of the Glorious Queen-class battleship Indomitable Truth.

During the journey across the Krona Sector, the Dark Angels had repeatedly suggested to Captain Saraf that the Primarch's body be transferred to the safer Indomitable Truth so that the wrecked cruiser they were on could be sent for rest and maintenance, but the proud angel offspring rejected the kindness of his battle brothers.

The battered Bloodthirster brought the remains of Sanguinius and the tragic news of Baal's demise.

It was not until Chapter Master Saraf and Technical Sergeant Oritos transported the crystal coffin containing the Primarch's body down to the starport and led the Dark Angels to orbit to greet them that the Lion King discovered that there were only two people on the ship.

"Is there no one else on board?"

"No, right? The only things placed with the angel's coffin are corpses all over the ground. It's a pity they could have come this far with a boatload of corpses..."

"How could this be so..."

The Blood Angels no longer exist, and their sub-group, the Crimson Upstart, was destroyed along with the 9th Expeditionary Fleet at the hands of the Boundary Breaker. Saraf and Oritos are the last survivors.

The state religion responded quickly, with many priests chanting holy words and placing the angel's crystal coffin in the Cathedral of Hymns dedicated to the Emperor.

Seeing the remains of the Gene-Father finally bathed in the Holy Light of the Emperor, the wounded Chapter Master Saraf finally passed out peacefully. He was seriously injured in the Battle of Baal's Destruction, and with only simple treatment, it was a miracle that he could survive until now.

The unconscious Saraf was taken away by the Dark Angel Pharmacist.

Ryan, wearing the Apostle armor, came to the technical sergeant Oritos, and the lion's ambitious eyes looked directly into his eyes: "Tell me, what happened to Baal."

Oritos looked up at the team of priests who were carrying the remains of Saint Guinius into the church, and then looked at the Dark Angels Honor Guards who were protecting his genetic father. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Why were the Dark Angels able to gather around their father, while we could not even defend our own Primarch's homeworld?

A bit discouraged, Oritos bowed to Lion in front of him. "As you wish, honorable Primarch..."

Governor Banhart arranged a secret room for them, which only accommodated Ryan, Oritus and the secretary of the Ministry of the Interior.

As the clerk's quill touched the parchment, the Techmarine began his narration:

"At first, we went to Baal just to obtain a feather from our genetic ancestor..."

“For the glory of the angel bloodline, Captain Saraf led us to join the 9th Expeditionary Fleet of the Terra Expedition, accepted the blessing from the Prophetess and the military assistance from the Star-Bombards, and began the sacred expedition to send the Stargate construction template to Terra.

In the Archangel's hometown, the Blood Angels think tank on Baal predicted the beginning of this expedition, and the 9th Expedition Fleet was allowed to go to Baal to obtain the blessing given to us by the Gene Father - a feather from Sanguinius himself. "

At this point, Oritos looked a little lonely. They just went to Baal to receive a feather from Sanguinius, but due to the situation, they had to take away the entire body of their genetic father.

"When we arrived at Baal, Baal II was being invaded by the Khorne army. The will of the Blood God appeared there, attempting to lay hands on the remains of our ancestors... The Blood Angels could not tolerate such blasphemy.

The newly arrived 9th Expedition Fleet decisively joined the battle, and together with the Baal Galaxy Defense Force, they fought fiercely against the Khorne Demon Army that had set foot on Baal's land. The Crimson Upstarts and the Blood Angels charged into battle together. It was a grand occasion that had never been seen since the end of the Great Crusade. The Heirs of the Holy Blood, united in hatred of the enemy, were enough to destroy all enemies...

...Except for the demon that appeared in the holy land where the angels descended."

"The Lord of Red Sands, with wings of flames, walked out from the sea of ​​blood and corpses, crushing countless skulls with every step. In his left hand, he held an ominous magic sword, and in his right hand, he held the rumbling axe of Khorne. Every roar of his seemed to come from the deepest part of hell, enough to break the will of the most tenacious warrior.

It is the World Eater, it is the Gladiator, it is the 12th Son of the Emperor, the Ascended Primarch of the Blood God Khorne - Angron. "

Oritos' voice trembled slightly as he narrated, while Lion crossed his arms and said nothing. He knew very well what the appearance of the rampaging Angron on the battlefield meant - it meant massacre.

"Wait! Please, please allow me to overstep my bounds... Your Excellency the Primarch... What does 'the Emperor's 12th Son' mean?" The clerk in charge of recording this secret conversation slammed the quill in his hand on the table, his face full of horror. He couldn't believe what kind of heresy he had just heard.

"As we all know, His Majesty the Emperor used his own genes as a blueprint to create nine Primarchs, who led nine sacred Astartes Legions and opened the magnificent era of the Great Crusade... But now you are talking about the '9th Heir' and the 'Ascended Primarch of Khorne'. I... I don't understand... Where on earth does this heresy come from?"

Is this Lord Astartes trying to say that a certain Primarch has betrayed the Emperor and joined the forces of Chaos?

What a blasphemy!!!

Oritos was silent. He did not immediately respond to the secretary's question, but looked at the Lion King in front of him, wanting to know how the Primarch himself would react to this.

Looking at the clerk's determined expression when he was speaking impassionedly, Ryan clenched his fists slightly on the table, then slowly loosened them. Finally, he sighed helplessly, his golden eyes full of sadness.

The clerk was right. The Emperor had only nine sons and the Imperium had only nine Astartes Legions. There had never been any Horus Heresy, and there were no Ascended Primarchs or Daemon Princes.

This is the official history issued by the Empire, and no one is allowed to refute or question it. Even for the vast majority of ordinary people in the Empire, they don't know the existence of Chaos. Only a few people like clerks know about the existence of the so-called evil god pollution.

- For example, the victory parade held on Klentalina not long ago was not actually to celebrate General Genevea leading the fleet to repel the Chaos Spires, but to celebrate the Imperial Navy for holding the line under the attacks of cultists and corrupt elements.

Yes, this is what the human empire looks like today. Lies are created one after another on battlefields, building walls to support the golden throne.

"Let him continue, and you just record it truthfully." Ryan said, "I will judge whether Oritos' words are heresy or not."

Oritos remained silent.

The clerk glared at Oritus, who was sitting opposite him, with hatred, picked up the quill again and continued his recording work.

We were quickly defeated." Oritos said:

"The power of the Son of God is absolute. Countless Khorne bloodletters emerged from Angron's slaughter, rushing over us with billowing flames. Every swing of the battle axe in the hands of the Lord of Red Sand can take the lives of at least five elite veterans. Even the Knight Mech can't do anything to it.

Even the Titan Legion that the Mechanicus urgently sent to support was slaughtered by Angron alone..."

"We were losing ground," Oritos said, "and by the time we realized we could not hold Baal from the raging might of Khorne's army, it was too late.

Captain Saraf and Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, 'Hormos', swore a blood oath that we will delay the advance of the Khorne army at all costs to buy time for the rear troops to transfer the remains of the Gene Father.

At all costs, Sanguinius' remains must not be defiled by Khorne."

The secret room was completely silent. After Oritos paused in his narration, only the rustling sound of the quill pen rubbing against the paper could be heard. After the clerk finished recording what he had just said, Oritos continued:

"The descendants of the angels fought one after another, and countless soldiers died gloriously on the battlefield. We refused to retreat even a step in the glorious battle, because behind us was the soul of our father... The hellish mincing lasted for 8 days and 8 nights, until the Blood Angels Chapter Master Hormos also died under Angron's sword. I also stepped onto the battlefield with my weapon in hand."

Ryan's expression was serious. He understood the heavy weight contained in these seemingly plain words.

Oritos is a technical sergeant and a logistical support staff of the regiment. He is generally responsible for repairing weapons and maintaining equipment in the rear and is not involved in front-line combat.

The chapter master was killed, the Titan Legion was annihilated, and even logistical personnel like technical sergeants went to the battlefield, which shows how terrible the intensity of the war on Baal was.

"I am both lucky and unlucky," said Oritos.

"I was lucky because when I went to the battlefield, this tragic meat-mincing war had already come to an end. The demon prince Angron summoned through the skull sacrifice ritual could only exist in the real universe for 8 days. After 8 days, it was forced to return to the subspace.

Unfortunately, I was not able to die gloriously in Baal with my fighting brothers, but became a cowardly deserter, fleeing in a panic with the seriously injured Captain Saraf and the body of my father.

It was midnight on the 8th day of the war, when the rampaging bloodletters and Khorne Bulls suddenly blew the horn to retreat. The overwhelming offensive had already advanced to the walls of the fortress monastery, and further to the place where the angels were sleeping. But at this moment, the Khorne army called off the battle.

It was midnight, and Angron was only a few hours away from existence. However, the bloodthirsty butcher suppressed his rage and disappeared ahead of schedule. All the vampires were also forced to return to the Sea of ​​Souls, enduring the resentment of not being able to seize the remains of the original body.

It was then that we truly understood... that Angron had not vanished because his time limit had expired, but had fled in panic."

"But it was too late."

Oritos' shoulders trembled, as if he was recalling a nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life, and cold sweat trickled down his temples:

"Can you imagine? The noble Primarch, the bloodthirsty Khorne vampire with a body wrapped in flames and a chest burning with blood, the tyrannical demon who knows nothing about fear, is actually crying..."

Ryan was stunned.

I heard Oritos speak very quickly and continue: "I heard terrible cries echoing in the battlefield covered with skulls. The retreat of the Khorne army was so chaotic that it could not be called a retreat, but a hasty escape with armor and weapons abandoned.

Something more terrifying than demons and more extreme than chaos has come to Baal. They are high-ranking predators, and demons are just sweet and delicious lambs to be slaughtered... Even the Lord of Red Sand, who slaughtered an entire Titan army single-handedly, had his thigh swallowed by that strange creature while fleeing from Baal - if that thing can be called a "creature". "

In the secret room, the rustling sound of the feather pen writing on parchment stopped abruptly. Ryan's mouth opened slightly in shock, but no sound came out.

, the L-gate of the Krona sector was built on the planet of Pluto

This is rare good news since the fall of Baal and the outbreak of the Eye of Terror expansion war.

The human empire has more than one million colonies scattered across the vast galaxy like stars, separated by astronomical distances. Therefore, transportation lines are the lifeline of human civilization. It is foreseeable that the opening of the star gate will bring many unprecedented changes to the Krona star region, some of which are good and some are bad.

Russell did not have the energy to observe these changes. He left first through the L-Stargate network and returned to his hometown of Faya.

The Pot of Greed Titan, carrying the Ring Temple, was the first ship to arrive at Faya through the L-Gate. It was also the only unique ship in the entire Far East star field with religious buildings on board. It took Russell across the already prosperous urban planet Embra and arrived above a beautiful blue-green planet.

In the middle airspace of Space Cities 1 and 2, which were transformed from two satellites, the Gray Goo mothership, the 'Fodora' biological ark, and several silently floating 'Walking Cetus' type heavy-duty Titans have been waiting here for a long time.

The construction template of the Titan battleship was designed by Grey Wind. There are two types, namely the 'Preacher' type main battle Titan equipped for military fleets, and the 'Walker' type heavy-duty Titan only used by the Order of Truth.

The former is mainly for combat, while the latter is mainly for defense. Now, except for the Pot of Greed, the other five "Wallaceus" are anchored above Faya, indicating that the senior officials of the various departments of the Order of Truth have gathered here, waiting for Russell's arrival.

Today is an important day. With the momentum of the Primarch's return, the Star-Ballists decided to hold the first summit meeting of the Far East Star Region in the former Faya Senate to discuss several important issues that need to be discussed and resolved, and to establish a general outline for the future development direction of the Far East Star Region.

The first is the increasingly serious refugee problem in the Far East Star Region. More and more poor civilians from the Human Empire are willing to risk their lives to sneak into the areas under the actual control of the Order of Truth on black ships, and this problem continues despite repeated bans.

Second, in the southwest of the Far East Star Region, the migrating green tide has collided with the Space Necromancer Sotek Dynasty. A war between aliens has broken out and is in full swing. Should the Order of Truth watch the fire from the other side of the river, or wait for an opportunity to profit?

Third, the integration work of the Far East Star Region has been basically completed, and the management system has been initially established. It is time to decide the most important question, namely: what kind of political entity does the leader want to create in the Far East Star Region?

Or to put it another way - which way should we go?

Chapter 242 Assimilation Fighter

The Falla Senate is a loose organization that was founded about two hundred years ago.

When the first L-gate was lit in Faya, the stargate network connected the two distant star systems of Nirvana and Faya across the galaxy, and the huge potential behind this faster-than-light travel technology became apparent.

The various forces in the Human Empire that were originally diametrically opposed to each other sat down in the turbulent undercurrent, tied to each other, and compromised with each other. Spokespersons from the Eusbanks Sector Government, the Mechanicus, the Order of Truth and other forces gathered at the highest peak of the Faraya continent to distribute benefits. This is the Faraya Senate.

However, 17 years after the Terra Crusade began, the former Senate is now in name only, and at this moment, the only ones who can sit at the round table are the followers of the Star-Bullet.

Russell, wearing a soft white fur coat, walked to the main seat facing the door and sat down. Gray Wind and Coronie stood behind him on both sides.

面前那原本布置有13个席位的议事圆桌旁，只有其中4个是有人的，分别坐著来自真理修会辖下4个分部门的2名副职和2名正职总管。

Seeing Russell coming, the four of them stood up and bowed.

"Okay, there's no need to go through the cumbersome etiquette of the human empire, let's get straight to the point." Russell said, supporting his chin with one hand.

"Understood." The four of them sat down again.

Their focused gazes filled with reverence still made Russell feel a little guilty across the wide round table. He coughed lightly and whispered to Huifeng beside him: "Who are they?"

The Truth Order has been managed by Gray Wind for a long time, and Russell has always been in a hands-off state. He really doesn't know these people in important positions.

Gray Wind blinked and said, "It's wrong to slack off."

"Well, I'll take you with me next time?"

"Okay~" Gray Wind agreed happily, and then said: "There are two major factions within the Truth Order: the theoretical faction and the practical faction. But this is just a difference in ideas. The real organizational framework is determined by four different research directions:

Psychic, biological, mechanical, sociological;

These are the four main departments within the order.

Among them, the two full-time supervisors, Plumeria, the director of psychic power, and Joshua, the director of biology, both left the Far East star field with the Terra expedition fleet, and are now deputies in charge of department management.

The two full-time supervisors, Geislersen, the head of the mechanical department, and Henriette, the head of sociology, stayed in Faya to oversee the reconstruction work and production distribution of various planets. They are here now. "

As soon as Gray Wind finished speaking, Coronie, who was standing on the other side, took over and said, "The Zerg's psychic network received a message from Plumeria not long ago. The 6th Expeditionary Fleet has successfully escaped from the Maelstrom."