Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Sarpedon paused for a moment and looked at Rodfort: "In addition, the Knights Hospitaller also has a request..."

Noah smiled and nodded:

"Captain Rodford, if you have any requests, please feel free to ask."

Rodford did not beat around the bush. He said in a deep voice:

"Sir Saint Noah, I hope to recruit soldiers from the worlds ruled by the von Valancius Dynasty. At the same time, we will leave an expeditionary fleet in the Colonus Expanse to fight against the enemies of the Empire together with the Soul Drinkers."

"Of course!"

Noah's face suddenly became serious when he heard this, "I will definitely support you with all my strength!"

Noah paused for a moment, "But can I ask why?"

Space Marine Chapters have the right to recruit soldiers on any planet without consulting anyone, but unless they are completely unruly, they will usually inform the local ruler.

But the Knights Hospitaller were different from the Soul Drinkers and the Blamers.

At that time, they were on the verge of destruction, and recruiting soldiers from Dagonus was largely a helpless act at first.

But as an expeditionary fleet, and an expeditionary fleet supported by the state religion, the Knights Hospitaller should not be poor.

Rodford said frankly:

"All of the Battle-Brothers of the Hospitaller Order were recruited from the Holy Worlds, and all of us are true followers of the Emperor.

"You are one of the few living saints in the empire today. The people under your rule have the most devout faith in the Emperor. The new soldiers recruited from these people will have a stronger will than others and will be less likely to be seduced by heresy in battle!"

Noah was speechless.

The theory is indeed correct, and it is also correct in practice.

It just sounds a bit outrageous.

But no matter what, this is a good thing. The more war groups we can attract, the better.

This is what the Blade Feast is originally intended for, although the core is still to compete for honor.

But at the banquet, each war group will also sign a cooperation agreement with each other and fulfill their alliance obligations.

Such a feast was tailor-made for the von Valanciunas dynasty.

After bidding farewell to Rodford, Noah asked calmly:

"Any more?"

Sarpedon Road:

"We have signed a cooperation agreement with the Sons of Dorn and the Conquerors, agreeing to jointly protect the safety of the Maelstrom. When any of the three parties encounters a crisis, the other party must lend a helping hand."

"also,"

Sarpedon's expression became a little subtle, "The White Temple also made a request to us."

"What do they want?"

"The gene-seed of the Soul Drinker."

Now even Noah's eyes became strange.

Noah asked: "The White Temple is a sub-group of the Soul Drinkers?"

"No, according to the records, they are indeed a successor group of the Imperial Fists."

"Does Vladimir know?"

"He and I were in contact alone, and others don't know yet."

Noah thought for a moment:

"Then give it to him. However, in return, the White Temple must provide us with their gene seeds."

Sarpedon nodded slightly:

"I think so too."

In the dueling arena below the stage, the battle continues.

This feast would last for several days until a winner was determined among the various warbands.

But because there are so many people participating in this blade feast, it will only last longer.

During this time, Old K would always be dissatisfied with just watching the battle and would send people out himself.

To this end, Soul Drinkers and Blamers are well prepared to take advantage of their home field.

On the ground, 2000 Space Marines from both Chapters provided the primary defence of the fortress.

And in the fleet in space, the Soul Drinkers still have 2000 Space Marines on standby.

If the battle situation becomes unfavorable, these Space Marines will also risk being exposed to support their battle brothers in other chapters.

The space fleet patrols day and night, ready to strike down any World Eaters who dare to appear within the range of the Auspicious Observation.

however.

Nothing happened.

For a whole month, until the previous Blade Feast champion of the Iron Knight won the duel again and ended this Blade Feast, the World Eater did not show up.

Even the thickness of the veil, which had always been maintained at 8, automatically returned to zero at the end of the Blade Feast.

There were no World Eaters, and no demonic invasions.

It seemed that Lao K really just came over to take a look, and then quietly left at the end.

Sarpedon's holographic projection was silent for a long time, and then he asked:

"Is the World Eater coming again?"

"I don't think he'll come."

Noah sighed, the Blade Feast was over, what could Old K do now?

Zechariah comforted:

"Noah, it's common for intelligence to be wrong."

It is indeed common, but Old K personally gave false information, which still shocked Noah severely.

Not a buddy, so what do you want?

Watching warship after warship disappear into the subspace rift, Noah still couldn't figure out the problem.

Could it be that after all these years, you still can't forget Dorne?

White asked:

"Sir, are we not leaving?"

"Let's go."

Noah waved his hand, ordered the fleet to start the subspace engine, and then disappeared into the real universe.

Europa VIII has a warp route adjacent to Dagonus, and the entire journey takes only 12 hours.

This should have been an easy journey.

until……

"Noah, there's a warp storm heading our way."

In the sound array channel, Cassia's voice had become exceptionally calm because she was used to it.

Noah leaned back on the chair.

Okay, here we go again.

So who is it this time?

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Battle Barge, Tempest.

Through the tactical screen on the bridge, Astral Knights Chapter Captain Amrad watched helplessly as yet another battleship disintegrated under the enemy's attack.

Her long ridged hull was pierced by a silver spear, the keel of the warship was shattered, the bow rolled and fell into the deep space, and the rest of the ship was scattered into small fragments tens or hundreds of meters wide and peeled off. Her internal organs poured out, splashing sparks in the collision and then disappearing in an instant.

This was the only trace she could leave in the silent space.

One hundred thousand people died in an instant, and an emotion called despair quietly spread throughout the fleet.

The Imperial fleet launched five attacks on the enemy with fearless courage, and countless Imperial ships were reduced to wreckage in space.

But that planet, the one flashing with silver arcs, the 'planet' they named the World Engine, it remained unscathed.

"What else can we do?"

Amrad muttered to himself.

His face remained calm, because he had to appear calm in front of mortals.

If even the Space Marines are in a panic, who can they be expected to lead?

But what else could they do? How could they destroy the 'planet'?

"grown ups!"

The regiment servant suddenly said hurriedly, "We received an astropathic signal."

"From whom?" Amrad asked.

"Stars, my lord, he calls himself Noah von Valancius!"

Chapter 169 Holy Terra: What does it have to do with me?

Outskirts of the Valvi system, Stars.

Noah stared at the 'planet' that was flashing silver arcs in the clouds, and calculated silently in his mind.

926.M41.

Compared with last time, the time span this time is not much different.

But compared to the greenskins who invaded Graia's forge world, this time the enemy is more difficult:

World Engine.

A planetary-class battleship of the Necrons is a heavyweight even in the Necrons dynasty.

There are planetary-sized warships in the universe, such as the Ark World of the Ark Eldar and the Battle Moon of the Greenskins, but both of them use psychic energy to a certain extent. If we only talk about pure technological content, the World Engine beats both!

But it doesn’t matter, at worst I can just start over.

"grown ups."

White said, "The Astral Knights invited us to their flagship, the Storm, for a meeting!"

"Prepare the Thunder Eagle."

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When Noah arrived at the auditorium on the Storm, the commanders of the Valvi rescue fleet were already waiting there, including the captains or captains of 15 chapters and their honor guards, as well as Admiral Corus, the commander-in-chief of the navy.

"Mr. Noah."

Amrad personally greeted Noah with his honor guard, "Thank you for coming, we have all been waiting for your arrival."

"Long time no see, Chapter Master Amrad."

Noah nodded and greeted him, his eyes swept through the crowd, and there were many old acquaintances among them.

For example, the Ultramarines, Soul Drinkers, and the Blood Angels.

"Mr. Noah."

The commander of the Extreme Warriors took the initiative to speak and nodded to Noah as a greeting.

Noah looked at him.

The Ultramarines Captain and his Honour Guard were clad in dark blue power armour, with large patches of gold embellishments on the armour.