Warhammer, from Gothic Fleet to Azur Lane

Unsheathed Longsword, Vortigern's Unsheathed Longsword! Samuel was speechless by this sudden surprise. The information about Vortigern, the fallen angel lord who defected to Abaddon and whom they had been trying to annihilate, unexpectedly came to them in such a strange form.

Vortigern is one of the greatest shames of the Dark Angels. Thanks to him, this Fallen Angel who is unknown in the Imperium is famous in Chaos. As the Grand Master of the Ravenwing, he always wants to drag this beast out of the Eye of Terror and throw it to Asmodai to make him repent!

Now, he finally saw a glimmer of hope. Samuel raised the priority from level 2 to the highest level in an instant. He almost had to put on his helmet to avoid revealing anything unusual. "Come over, Admiral. But I hope your ship can temporarily lower the void shield when approaching, and both sides should turn their turrets around."

As the Grand Master of one of the only two surviving six wings of the Dark Angels, Samuel certainly had this right. Soon, the Dark Angels Supreme Grand Master Azrael, the Death Wing Grand Master Belia, and the Chief Librarian Ezekiel, the four most loyal Dark Angels, gathered at the Angel Tower to wait for the information of the Fallen Angel Lord.

Yes, it is the information of the fallen angel lord Vortigern. As for the planet killer? Who are you? I don't know him well.

The void shields of the Emperor-class battleship and the four light cruisers that were escorting it have all been lowered. At this distance, the Dark Angels fleet only needs two salvos to completely tear apart this ancient battleship with such great military achievements. There are more than seven hundred Space Marines stationed on the boulder, which is the most important fortress of the Dark Angels Chapter.

Even though half of them were new recruits who were not counted in the Chapter, with the Dark Angels' arrogance and eliteness, these so-called new blood were in fact not inferior to any veterans of any Chapter. The powerful fleet, nearly a thousand Astartes, and hundreds of thousands of mortal troops were enough to show the power of the Dark Angels, but Ezekiel had a bad feeling.

"Stop approaching! Stop approaching! Emperor-class battleship Loyal Power, please immediately--" The sudden and violent explosion even threw all the soldiers in the house! When Ezekiel struggled to stand up amid the severe tinnitus, the only thing that penetrated his helmet was the shrill alarm.

"Enemy attack!"

Chapter 122 Angels and Angels

For Ezekiel, who was waiting for the subsequent mind reading and brainwashing by Supreme Grand Mentor Azrael, everything happened too suddenly. But if we move our perspective away from the Angel Tower and temporarily go back to 20 minutes ago, this was undoubtedly a premeditated raid, a raid by the Dark Angels against their successors ten thousand years later!

The first thing to be clear is that most of the rapid transfers between the stars, especially between large warships, are done through teleportation. In order to prevent the existence between the ships from being squeezed into a mass or even a beach under the strong gravity, the distance must be more than 4,000 to 5,000 kilometers. Of course, between super-massive objects, a difference of several hundred to thousands of meters is enough for two frigates.

And it just so happens that the Monolith Fortress and the Emperor-class Battleship... well, there are very few giants comparable to them among the Empire's active warships. If you don't want to sit in a carrier-based aircraft and slowly shake for several hours, temporarily weakening the output of the void shield and launching a "lightning strike" is the best solution.

The DA, eager to get information about the fallen angels, was like a mouse seeing cheese - even if history or the future had suffered countless losses on this point, the Dark Angels would always get another chance, and this time was no exception. Under Azrael's order, the Lord of the Stone reduced the output of the main void shield of the stone to one third.

After all, a small, broken Emperor-class battleship is nothing in front of the Dark Angels fleet, and it has lowered its void shield and moved its main turret. But is there a possibility that, unlike a dog showing its belly to show closeness, a cat showing its belly is often the most lethal.

The light of the teleportation came on on time, but what caught their eyes were the shining stun grenades and the scorching power swords—more than a dozen swordsmen in black armor were slaughtering the mortal servants in the teleportation room and the green-armored warriors with similar symbols with mobility that did not match their body size—they were the Deathwing Iron Cavalry Terminators of the Legion era!

It was also a life-threatening claw that stretched out from the glory and wreckage of the past! The matte two-handed sword decorated with delicate wings was far more deadly than what she showed. The faint and beautiful arc easily tore through the dark green armor carved with white wings, and the broken ceramic steel hit the wall with a crackling sound. However, this was the last sound in the secret room.

Not to mention the mortal servants who had directly lost their combat capabilities, even the Unforgiven (a collective term for the 40k Dark Angels and their sub-groups) who were not greatly affected by the stun grenades were as powerless as children in front of the carefully selected Deathwing elites, and the outcome was decided in the first encounter.

The battle ended in less than two seconds, and the effect of the sudden stun grenade had not yet worn off. The only people left standing in the room were two squads of Dark Angels Deathwing Terminators. The Deathwing initiation mark on their right shoulder armor shone in the bloody slaughter, and the banner they held high was the symbol of the lion - they were fighting to rescue their father!

The winged sword was superimposed on the hexagram background of the Mysterious Hundred Arts, and the front of the flag retained the original emblem of the First Legion of the Old Heavenly Army. It was a long-forgotten creation. The red and black military flag fluttered without wind, and it was the first time in ten thousand years that it fluttered so freely! It was thirsty for blood, thirsty for killing, thirsty for honor, thirsty for everything!

The blood flowed quietly, allowing the ceramic steel boots to trample over it, but the fallen angels had to speed up their pace. They always kept in mind their mission. Saving the Lion King did not mean slaughtering the Dark Angels. On the contrary, the less blood in this unjust war, the more glory it would bring.

They were not here to occupy or destroy the Monolith. Unlike the Salmin who attacked the Thousand Sons upwards and headed for the core area, the Fallen Angels had only one goal, which was the Sleeping Beauty, Lion, who was sleeping in the deepest part of the Monolith, in the bunk below Luther. Lion the Lion!

For this reason, the Emperor-class battleship was nothing more than a bait that served as a part-time transport ship, with a teleportation round every two minutes, and a maximum of twenty-seven Iron Cavalry Terminators with built-in teleportation capabilities in each round. Even if all one thousand Terminators among the five thousand Dark Angels were teleported over, it would only take more than two hours.

It is indeed not easy for an Emperor-class with a void shield to survive for two hours, but for the fortress, being close enough is also a constraint. If it is this distance, as long as he breaks into the blind spot of the fortress's side firepower - he can fight for a whole day! Coincidentally, if you don't consider the consequences, traveling 4,000 kilometers in the opposite direction is really a very fast thing.

Just ignore a few more inquiries, and the number four will become three. Even for an Astartes, firing at the precious Emperor-class battleships was a very bold decision. With just a dozen minutes of hesitation, the charge of the Emperor-class battleships became an unstoppable wave.

The void shield of the Stone Fortress began to charge urgently, and the turret that had been moved was turned again by the joint efforts of manpower and machinery. However, under the interference of electronic warfare, when the orders for the independent attacks of various small organizations were executed, it was too late. The broadside guns facing it opened fire in a hurry, and the faster secondary guns also threw out dense firepower in time.

The light of the lightning strike naturally lit up the boulders and many Dark Angel warships, and tens of millions of tons of artillery fire immediately overturned hundreds of thousands of square meters of composite plasti-ceramic steel armor, but before the keel was broken, the charge of the Imperial Navy warships was unstoppable. Beams, shells, or Astartes boarding were all useless.

While this extraordinary feint, abrupt yet decisive betrayal perfectly attracted the attention of the Unforgiven, two companies of Fallen Angel Terminators, equivalent to the Astartes Chapter, were advancing towards the deepest part of the boulder under the leadership of Deathwing. They did not need a map, because even the Dark Angels did not know where the Lion King was.

All they could do was attack, since the Lion King was sleeping in the deepest part of the boulder, under Luther's prison. Then when they reached a place where there were no more walls or secret rooms in front of them, wouldn't it be fine? Heavy boots trampled on the broken ground, and the collision between ceramic steel and solemn marble made a crisp and exciting sound, just like the thousand years that had flowed between the boulder.

Only the color of the armor has changed slightly. The bright red wings are engraved on the pure black night. The Terminator, which does not need a cloak to cover itself, reveals pure murderousness. The beauty of the gleaming steel and the gorgeous hollow relief together form this killing machine that best demonstrates the power of Astartes!

The only one that could stop a company of Terminators inside the starship, apart from tens of thousands of pure-blooded chickens, was the 1st Company of the Dark Angels, which were the Deathwings of the 41st millennium. This group of bone-gray Deathwing warriors was the only obstacle.

Where is the Deathwing Company of the Dark Angels Chapter?

The answer is Angel Tower.

Chapter 123 Twin Banners

The platform collapsed, smoke billowed, and the once white and magnificent tower now collapsed into ruins. Smoke and fire became the main colors of the Stone Fortress. The plains around the Angel Tower were now the most brutal meat grinder - not only the Astartes, but also two armies were using all means to wipe out each other!

The Emperor-class battleship's twisted and deformed hull tilted and penetrated the Stone Fortress, as if the world was torn apart in an instant! But the nearly 200,000 troops that emerged from it the next moment were truly destructive. The Stone Fortress, which was mainly concealed, was mainly composed of mortal servants. For a while, the Dark Angels simply couldn't afford so many filling-in troops!

And wait until the Imperial Navy auxiliary forces or the Astra Militarum troops on the nearby warships come to support? Why don't you wait until Azimiao calls on his friends to pull in most of the Unforgiven to form a legion-level organization to fight head-on? The attacker always has all the favorable factors except the terrain, or only such an attack is qualified.

The Fury interceptors and Storm Eagles of the Imperial Navy were constantly flying in and out of the shuttle ramp of the Emperor-class battleships. Wave after wave of attacks tore at the Ravenwing flying vehicles in the sky. With a gap of more than ten times in numbers, the difference in driving between the Astartes and mortals was much smaller than imagined.

This was verified by Mr. Krabs on the nameless planet Taran tens of thousands of years ago, and it has been proven that it is still applicable today.

In a space environment where the Nefilim jet fighters cannot be used, the only options for the Ravenwing are the most terrifying and powerful fighter of the Volkswagen Thunderhawk and Dark Angel, the Ravenwing Dark Claw!

The hurricane bolter hanging under the two blunt wings only provides support, but as one of the assets of the First Legion, the Dark Claw is equipped with the most awe-inspiring equipment - the rift cannon. It is a creation of the dark technological age, and people cannot understand the secrets of its structure. Just to appease the machine spirit has racked their brains.

This is a dimensional weapon that only the Dark Angels in the human empire can use in large quantities. Compared with the Eldar's super-heavy firepower of a string of D-guns, human armaments are indeed a bit shabby, but the good thing is that these ancient relics of the dark technological age are often more lethal than common Eldar weapons.

When the Rift Cannon is fired, it releases a beam of brilliant light, and after the explosion, it leaves only a void. Its power is so great that it can even blow apart the curtain of reality. The collision between fantasy and reality, the rift created by the explosion will devour anyone who is too close, without exception!

The Ravenwing warriors relied on the fatal rift cannon to hold up the defense line in the sky, but on average each Thunderhawk had to fight seven Fury interceptors and three Storm Eagle bombers, which was a bit too abstract. For the most elite Ravenwing warriors, every tail bite was like a dance with death!

Even in the 41st millennium, all the Empire's fighters still prefer the most simple dogfighting - everyone rotates and pulls up as much as possible, with no electronic pods or guided weapons, only machine guns, ship-borne heavy artillery and flying armor that can achieve extreme stacking attacks and armor.

This naturally puts extreme demands on pilots. Just like in the classic Star Wars, a fighter piloted by a master of the Force is enough to destroy a planet, and the few Astartes rely on their own excellence to barely hold on in the human wave tactics.

But in order to avoid the barrage from all directions, the Astartes were forced to make too many maneuvers and rely on their own physical fitness to pull out an angular velocity far beyond the required. The energy of the body was too low and the weapons were all forward. The few counterattacks of the Dark Angels were decisive in exchanging lives when they could not hold on any longer!

Every time there was a broken fighter plane falling from the sky, there was more than one. Even if the Ravenwing warriors were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers in the energy battle and were being hammered, their slow speed was also an advantage. Relying on their almost devilish low-power turns, in a fatal dogfight, before the armor plates were penetrated, the flames from the Hurricane Bolter and the death beams from the Rift Cannon could often kill five or six enemy planes!

Compared to the Raven Wing in the sky, they were only at a disadvantage, but on the ground they were completely defeated. There were only half of the Dark Angels' First Company (Death Wing), Second Company (Raven Wing), and Fifth Company stationed here. When some of the elite members of the Raven Wing were transferred to the aerial battlefield to provide a barrier, there were only less than two hundred Dark Angels stationed in the Sky Tower.

Their enemy was the Dark Angels, which led nearly four armies and consisted of more than 4,600 men. The hammerhead offensive consisting of the heavy artillery and armor of the Contemptor Dreadnought and the Emperor's Baneblade was the culprit for the tilt of the Angel Tower. Hundreds of thousands of mortal servants armed with lasguns or chainsaws charged towards the former Cadia Blitzkrieg, which was equipped with full body armor and hell guns.

Two fluttering banners enveloped the hellish battlefield, each side accusing and scolding the other for treason, led by the Emperor's Angel of Death, shouting and fighting in the name of the Emperor and the Lion.

How could Azrael not know that this was an attack by the Fallen Angels? The only thing he couldn't figure out was why there were so many Fallen Angels. Wasn't it an era where a few Black Pearls were considered a lot? Were the Dark Angels' efforts to capture them in the past ten thousand years all in vain?

The Fallen Angels are more than twenty times more than the Dark Angels who have temporarily restored the structure of the Unforgiven Legion and mobilized the largest combat force in several thousand years! The difference is not one or two times, but more than twenty times. The Dark Angels are not even a fraction of these damn traitors. Who is the traitor?!

Thanks to the small void shield urgently deployed by the Angel Tower, the Dark Angels avoided destruction in the first wave of attack, but this is still a desperate situation visible to the naked eye. Now that electronic communications are completely disrupted, only the Dark Angels' think tank chief Ezekiel is capable of breaking through the blockade of the Astra Militarum psychic combat group of more than a hundred people.

The Dark Angels' unique distress signal is spreading throughout the surrounding star fields in the subspace - the Stone Fortress is the core of the Dark Angels Legion, too many secrets are buried here, and it must not be lost. Now that the Fallen Angels are gathering to attack the Stone, the Legion of the Unforgiven is fully mobilized at this moment.

The Dark Angels' great fleet, including the two Queen of Glory battleships that were kept as a secret, and the many sub-groups that the Dark Angels could assemble at any time through the inner ring system were combined with everything, and an entire secret Astartes Legion emerged within the Empire!

When Ezekiel was conducting the astropathic communication, the one who accompanied Azrael in the battle at the bottom of the tower relying on the portal was the (former) priest and grandmaster Dagone, the other of Azrael's most trusted right-hand men. The other four Hidden Masters of the Six-Man Chapter were also leading their men to fight here, trying to plug the torn gap with blood and sacrifice.

Chapter 124 Explosion!

In addition to the Grand Master of the Think Tank Ezekiel, the Grand Master of the Priest Sappho, the Chief Interrogator Asmodai, the Grand Master of the Death Wing Belia, and the Grand Master of the Raven Wing Samuel all drew their blades. The core of the Dark Angels Chapter, which embodies the weight of all its history, faced the shame of being a fallen angel, and only blood could wash it away!

The narrow entrance was the most tortuous and standard fortress-style portal that was easy to defend. Every enemy that entered was forced to endure the long-range sniper fire and deadly power blades of five or six Dark Angels. After a tentative attack incurred a casualties of seven to one, the Fallen Angels, who were temporarily unable to figure out their number, suspended their offensive.

It is acceptable to send two companies in to capture the tower, but the two companies only exchanged for thirty corpses. A rash attack would be a complete mistake. They need to clear enough space for the self-propelled artillery support regiment to deploy inside the void shield, rather than just using the tactic of adding fuel to the fire.

"For the Emperor!" Indistinct war cries merged into one. The fight between two similar armies in the ruins outside the high tower had reached the final moment. Every inch of palaces and monasteries bombarded by self-propelled artillery and super-heavy tanks seemed to speak. The street fighting that was "almost razed to the ground" would be even more dangerous without considering morale.

Even in the modern battlefield and the world of precision weapons, the best solution for urban street fighting is still the Syrian model (not considering biological warfare), not to mention the purely militarized fortress in the Warhammer world. The smoke and dust were shattered before they even rose, and the blood was completely covered by the smoke. Every minute and every second, several companies could be wiped out!

When pushed here, the ruins restricted the movement of non-super-heavy tanks, and bloody street fighting and even hand-to-hand combat almost filled the entire battlefield. With a numerical advantage of several times, even the legion servants with comprehensive equipment disadvantages could cause considerable casualties to the army's infantry - especially in hand-to-hand combat, where light guns might not be able to penetrate carapace armor, but chainsaws certainly could.

This deadlock must be broken. Almost all the Astartes forces of both sides fought for the Angel Tower, but the absolute advantage in size meant that the Fallen Angels could mobilize an extra company of Astartes to bear the spearhead on the mortal battlefield. In addition to the three tricks of bombing by planes, bombing by artillery, and charging by infantry with tanks, there was another killer move that was invincible.

The mortals who lacked direct heavy firepower were completely one-sided in the face of the Astartes' attack. The short and powerful shooting phase was the unique feature of these superhuman combat weapons born for the great war. When the unique sound of the bombs exploded as hundreds of people in the corners and bunkers exploded like wheat being cut, even the most fearless warriors had to surrender.

You cannot ask a mortal army to fight against an even greater number of the Emperor's Angels of Death, it is murder! Broadcasts calling for surrender and claiming the Dark Angels are traitors to the Emperor and His Son never cease. Banners bearing the black winged blade are hoisted, and the victors march in blood.

The Dark Angels felt only shame and anger - how dare you, how dare you! The deafening broadcast of fake news that never stopped destroyed the Dark Angels' last sanity. Azrael had restrained the angry warriors several times to rush out and tear apart the shameless traitors who slandered the martyrs of the chapter.

Only in the tower could they take turns to survive the human wave attack of the Fallen Angels. If a series of heavy beasts including the Dreadnoughts were not unable to enter, the charge of the dozen or so Holy Dreadnoughts alone would be able to crush them completely. Even so, after repelling two rounds of desperate charges from the Fallen Angels, less than half of them were able to stand.

The ferocity and eliteness of the organized Fallen Angels exceeded Azrael's expectations, especially in the second offensive when these traitors invested a large amount of Terminator Armor. The bonus brought by the three layers of Radiant Shield of Iron Halo was enough for them to swing their blades against the loyal plasma that never overheated.

In fact, most of the Dark Angels' casualties were caused by the battle that lasted less than half an hour. The boarding shields that had been pierced with several holes were thrown away casually by the burning Fallen Angels, and the faces reflected by the hot power blades were not those full of hatred for being hunted.

——Instead, it was the anger of being betrayed! "For Ryan!" In the familiar battle cry, the unforgettable name was like a poisoned dagger piercing his chest and cutting open his heart!

He was stunned—he shouldn't have been stunned. Until he reflexively blocked the sharp blade, the huge force enhanced by the servo motor of the Terminator armor pressed on the equally ancient armor on his body, and the forever silent obsidian sword slowly cut the fallen angel's blade.

The victory within reach of the Supreme Grand Master will be within his grasp. As long as he exerts a little force to the side, the Sword of Secrets in his hand will cut off the finely crafted power sword and the right arm of the fallen angel. Then, without even waiting for the next breath, the head of the fallen angel with a nauseating stench will be his new honor.

But he hesitated, not out of pity or anything else. Although the high-ranking members of the Dark Angels generally had some strange feelings and resonance towards the Fallen Angels, at this moment Azrael really just wanted to know what secrets this Fallen Angel knew, the secrets about their father!

Every Dark Angel who knows too many secrets is twisted. Hunting down the fallen angels gives them unparalleled pressure while being crazy, and these pressures cannot be told to anyone other than the inner circle or the fallen angels themselves. At the same time, why is it called hunting down - because they will not kill the fallen angels, but let them repent!

Of course, it is not the kind of "confession" that Asmodai did. It is an important ceremony that truly asks the fallen angels all their secrets through words and makes them sincerely repent. Every fallen angel who sincerely repents will be recorded as a black pearl. The inner ring of the dark angels was created for the fallen angels, and any abnormality will be so conspicuous.

When the fallen angels in the past heard this name, they would either shout out in anger at the top of their lungs or continue to maintain their self-proclaimed loyalty with a complicated attitude, but they had never behaved like this before - as if it was they, the Dark Angels, who were betraying!

The fallen angels must know something. Azrael immediately noticed something was wrong. Why were they holding high the flags of the past and shouting the name of the lion? Could it be... No, he had to find out what happened, or find the fallen angel who had just escaped from the chaotic time and was suspected of holding the information about the father of genes!

Azrael tried his best to lift the Sword of Secrets, and almost lifted the fallen angel's hands. Death seemed to be approaching, but his real killer move was the attack from the lower body! Under the cover of the sharp blade, the powerful kick unexpectedly injured the fallen angel's knee joint.

He was waiting for this moment. The blade flipped and swung the fallen angel's sword away. The sword guard also hit the fallen angel's helmet heavily - that was where the Dark Angel Iron Cavalry Terminator's helmet popped out! Only Azrael, a former soldier of the First Company who had used the Deathwing Iron Cavalry, knew about this switch.

This advantage is unparalleled in combat. It is almost impossible to capture a Terminator alive in a one-on-one battle on a relatively chaotic battlefield, but what if it is an unlucky guy who loses his weapon and his helmet when facing the leader of a startup group?

Interestingly, the Unforgiven include the Dark Angels and their successors, as well as the Fallen Angels. Azrael expected and feared a certain answer in his mind, but he still asked, "Why shout the name of the Primarch? What do you mean by 'traitor'?"

The fallen angel who was hit twice and fell to the ground struggled to raise his head. The faces of Osmadir and Koswain flashed in the air. He swallowed the hot blood in his mouth. His long-cherished wish of more than 600 years would be fulfilled today. It was a pity that he would never see that scene again...

Recalling the information he knew about the Lion King and Caliban's end, the fallen angel's eyes were filled with anger. "Traitor, damn traitor! You are a bunch of deceitful beasts! You blew up Caliban, imprisoned our father, and pushed the shame of the Fallen Angel onto us and hunted us down in every possible way. Now you still have the nerve to ask questions?"

Chapter 125: Haiyan and Death

Azrael was almost engulfed by anger. What did we, the Dark Angels, mean when we blew up Caliban and imprisoned Lion the Lion?

There has to be a limit to deception! But if your purpose is to provoke me and let me grant you an unrepentant death, I can only say that you underestimate the magnanimity of a chapter leader. "Drag him down and feed Asmodai!"

According to the tradition of the Dark Angels, such tough guys are usually handed over directly to Asmodai, because he always replaces the weapon of criticism with the criticism of the weapon, which makes him never deceived by the Fallen Angels, no matter how cunning they are - because Asmodai will not listen. In his eyes, the only function of the Fallen Angels' mouths is to make them swollen.

But suddenly, tiny footsteps sounded. A hooded little man strangely appeared in front of him - the Dark Watcher! These were the dwarfs who watched over the deepest secrets of the boulder and protected the sleeping Snow White.

Yes, the Lion King really sleeps in the deepest part of the Stone Fortress. This secret is known only to the Dark Watchers. Under the watch of these robed men who can completely eliminate the power of the Warp around them, the Primarch of the First Legion has been sleeping in a secret room full of thick fog for ten thousand years under the eyes of the Dark Angels!

"It shouldn't be this time..." A hoarse voice sounded in Azriel's mind.

"But the course of destiny has been disrupted," said another dull voice, "If there is a time when his return can play the greatest role, it must be now or a hundred years ago."

The Lion King should not have woken up in this era. The Empire's defeat in the 13th Black Crusade was irreversible, and the Great Rift would eventually engulf half of the galaxy - this was the guidance of fate. But all this inexplicably ushered in changes, and the established bloody future and defeat turned into chaos.

Then, we (the Dark Watchers) should believe in him, believe in the noble knight who once conquered the wilderness and jungles of Caliban, the Lord of the First Army, the Six-Winged Grand Master of the Holy Path, the Son of the Emperor, the Lion, Llane El'Jonson!

"He is here. The lion has been sleeping here since ten thousand years ago, when this fortress was still part of the ruins of Caliban." The hooded man, completely wrapped in a robe, ignored his companions' attempts to stop him and directly made this earth-shattering statement, "But I need your help."

"It may be a bit presumptuous, but I really need a forest. A small piece will be enough." It was too outrageous to ask for a forest on a burning battlefield, but there was no other way. After all, the Lion King had not yet awakened, and the fortress was too enclosed. Even the Dark Watcher was unable to take him out.

They must rely on the power of the lion king, but this operation is different from the person himself. The most important thing about the ritual is the rules, and the necessary and sufficient condition for using this method to enter and exit is - a forest full of thick fog!

"WHAT FUCK!" A forest? Azrael could never have imagined such a request. It was as outrageous as surrendering in a war without real pizza! The Stone Fortress was made entirely of rocks and steel left over from Caliban, so how could the Dark Angels plant trees on it?

No, what he should pay attention to now is not this, but damn, are these damn traitors telling the truth? If the Lion King has been in the Stone Fortress, wouldn't the Dark Angels have been stepping on their father's face for ten thousand years and plotting how to more efficiently slaughter his other group of descendants indiscriminately!

When Azrael thought of this, he felt sick to the point of vomiting. He felt sick for himself, not because of the killing of fallen angels, but because of this vicious betrayal! He, they all betrayed their father, weaving circles of lies and secrets, deceiving everyone, including themselves.

He did not try to deny the words of the Dark Watcher, because deception does not require an impossible request, and deception is about gaining benefits, not fun. And perhaps, implicitly, it is more difficult for him to deny the survival of the Lion King than his own corruption and betrayal.

Azrael had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to start. The various events that happened today had completely shattered his world, but what was the point of all this for them who were about to lose? Could he still order a surrender? This war could no longer be ended, and it was no longer a question of who was right or wrong.

Fortunately, no matter whether the Dark Angel or the Fallen Angel has the last laugh, the Lion will surely return and lead the new First Legion to regain the glory he deserves. Let all the sins of the past burn in flames!

Azrael raised his blade high, the obsidian spine of the Skyfall Blade reflecting the faint light of the fire. "Dark Angels warriors, I am Azrael, the current and last Supreme Grand Master of the Dark Angels Chapter! We are faced with an enemy more than twenty times our number, a fallen traitor. In the name of Lion, I will give the final order!"

"Stand up, wounded soldier." Let death end everything. He trembled as he gave the final order, which would be the order to personally end the Dark Angels. "Now, in the name of the Supreme Grand Master, under the watchful eyes of Lion, I will anoint everyone who is still standing. They will have the honor of joining the Dark Angels Death Wing and becoming a Death Wing Knight!"

Even he himself did not know how many people had joined the Inner Circle. He was sure that only the Inner Circle of the Dark Angels knew that in the millennium since the fall of Caliban, the Dark Angels had not only been fighting for the Emperor, but also carrying out their own secret missions, hunting down those fallen brothers.

The guilty were mixed in with the innocent Emperor's Angels of Death, but he still made a decision that the Dark Angels should make - it would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go. The legal basis for their hunting of the Fallen Angels was the death of the Lion King due to betrayal, the disintegration of half of the Legion and the destruction of Caliban.

But if the Lion King was actually sleeping under their feet, and Caliban was blown up by Ezekiel himself, and even the fallen angels who were all labeled traitors were mostly persecuted by them, then the legal basis for the existence of the Inner Circle is completely rotten, and the guilty people who kept the secrets are mixed in with the innocent dark angels.

This secret must be cleared up, the new Dark Angels, without them, led by the returning Lion himself, should not have such a history. They should be a glorious generation, and should not be fettered by the dark past. This is the only thing he, the last Supreme Grand Master, can leave for the Dark Angels.

All the inner circle who knew the secret died with him. When Ezekiel, the chief of the think tank who assisted the third generation commander and was the only one who knew all the inner circle members, finished conveying the star language, this war of the unjust should have ended. He would not be able to see whether the Lion King was told that the shameful betrayal was cleansed one by one, or whether he was able to atone for his sins on an expedition.

As for promoting all Astartes to Deathwing Knights under such circumstances, it was his last mercy to these sinners. Given the elite and loyal Dark Angels, they would fight to the death even if they were not Deathwing. However, dying on the battlefield in the name of Deathwing was ultimately a supreme honor.

Chapter 126: Corswayne

This kind of false reputation is the only reward that Azrael can give now. He is just a traitor who will use his own death and the death of his accomplices to pave the way for the monarch. "Forgive me, Ezekiel. Death is a shameful escape, but as a traitor, I really have no face to face the lion."

Azriel's thinking was only a moment in the battle. When his sword fell again, it once again knocked away a thunder hammer. The sharp blade of the secret sword guided this terrifying weapon to slide in a graceful arc, and then slammed heavily on the storm shield of another enemy.