Chapter 554 At the same time, others
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Draura Mokas slumped with her hands on her shoulders and sat with her head down in the increasingly cold Blackstone Fortress. On the ground, the breeze caused by air leakage blew through her dry hair.
There are only corpses with varying degrees of decay to keep her company here. Since the relay device for converting subspace energy has been destroyed, the subspace flesh and blood embedded in the Blackstone Fortress is withering rapidly, almost forming a mini-space here. In the environment of the Eye of Terror, a Space Wolf corpse is leaning against the wall. Half of the power armor has decayed to the point of fading, and the other half of the head is The hair on her skull was lifelike, and she was still in the first two hours of rigor mortis. The pile of organic matter, soil and mineral salts at her feet was wrapped in Cadian military uniforms, and a dog tag could be vaguely seen in the dust above. Reflecting the starlight outside, there was a layer of corpses of fortress slaves farther away, frozen on the stone by the low temperature leaking in, forming a terrifying ice sculpture carpet.
The Warmaster had already left with his men, and after destroying the power relay device and shield generator, the invaders also left, leaving her alone.
The fortress and her were essentially unable to leave the battlefield quickly.
She discovered that she could not actually make the Blackstone Fortress jump into the subspace or fire artillery fire by herself, because she could do that only because there was Abaddon, the noble Warmaster, here. My beloved father, he is here, Like the mainstay, commanding others to help Mocas slowly kill the Blackstone Fortress, provide energy or maintain the operation of the fortress, relying only on her, a child of the void who has never been on the ground and was born from a cultivation tank. , it is almost impossible to do this.
"Why did you leave me here alone, father? Why don't you come back?"
She raised her head, sniffing, tears in her purple and black eyes, and she held back the tears. Impulsive, thinking.
Perhaps the war situation below was urgent and her father had to leave her to go to the place where he was needed most. Then why didn't he leave a word or two of instructions, or let her wait for his return with peace of mind?
Probably disappointed in her.
Because Mocas thought in retrospect, she thought that she had indeed failed to fulfill her promise to him, to eliminate the invaders. When she finally faced those three terrifying things, she couldn't help but borrow the power of the fortress. He ran away, leaving the intelligence master behind.
That’s it.
Once she analyzed the reason why the Warmaster did what she did, Mocas began to feel some relief and peace of mind.
Then it is obvious that she made a mistake and did something wrong. Her father leaving her here must be a silent punishment and punishment. After all, a child who does something wrong and runs away is indeed Not worthy of such gentle words, isn't this another proof that he regards her as his daughter?
Because he hopes that his daughter, Mocas, can become powerful and help their cause, instead of accomplishing nothing like she is now and destroying her most important fortress, that's why he is so harsh and cruel Treat her properly, she should have understood and started following his painstaking efforts!
That’s it.
Her father needs her to return to his position in a stronger, more useful position.
She turned over and sat up, and began to grab the ends of the withered subspace flesh, trying to reconnect herself to the Blackstone Fortress, and started to connect to the communication system.
The Warmaster will not abandon her. As long as he can take her back, she can control and build a Blackstone Fortress for him. She can also hold a wine glass for him and tell him what is in his men's hearts. Whatever she thinks, it will be useful to her, father.
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As if it was sensed or at the agreed time, a subspace crack opened in the sky above Cadia.
The figure that emerges from it is the remaining ruins of an ancient glorious statue, which has been repaired and decorated with gifts from the dark gods and sacrifices offered by twisted minds, becoming her ten thousand A parody of the glorious figure from years ago.
The Spirit of Vengeance, the former flagship of the Sixteenth Legion, appears here. Behind her is the eye of fear that is eternally watching Cardia. She is the pupil, like a being. A nightmare formed from twisted dreams.
Her machine soul was full of vengeful power and rage, so pure in her desire for killing and destruction that she rushed towards the Phalanx as soon as she appeared, pouring her weapon array at him without reservation. The death flames and subspace energy in the formation, but the Enterprise that arrived later immediately started fighting with her in an incredible way: every time the Vengeful Spirit wanted to attack somewhere in the mountain formation, or to attack the only remaining ones. When attacking an Imperial ship, the Enterprise will be the first to intercept her attack.
This caused the machine spirit Usio, the spirit of vengeance, to scream angrily. The psychic scream of the machine spirit, which was once the Prospero girl, echoed within a range of 100,000 kilometers, causing mortals' mouths and noses to bleed, and machines to risk their lives. Sparks flew, and she charged her weapon, intent on slaying the vile troublemaker, but the planet spun around and she heard the Great Reaver's anguished cry from the ground.
This stopped her, and the Vengeful Spirit immediately became concerned about what was happening below the surface. Then she anxiously teleported the Warmaster with the hole in his chest back to her bridge, and "caught" him on the ship. All the apothecaries, doctors and wizards treated him.
Draula Mocas——The request communication logo of the Blackstone Fortress Eternal Will kept flashing on the communication panel, but Uhio completely ignored her.
The Warmaster's current physical condition requires immediate first aid. She will send him to the medical bay of the Vengeful Spirit and listen to his command requirements, and then take him away from here. She has no time to care about this previous battle. The wailing cry of the useless little thing that Shuai raised.
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"What a—great work!"
The Great Sage Belisarius Caul raised his four main arms and shouted in victory. While Sage Klan stretched out all his mechanical arms and working tentacles to calibrate the green alien-shaped text projections and slates suspended around him or in front of him, he was so excited that he kept cooling down the burning chip that was about to be overloaded.
"We -! We are about to -! Complete -! Start the work -!"
"To be precise, the progress has reached 99.99%." The good-tempered · was After taking away the previous data and treating it as a barely qualified assistant who had not yet become angry, because he really admired the genius of the Great Sage, Sage Crane replied, and at the same time, the extra servo skull installed on his shoulders began to move around uneasily. Turn and scan.
There was nothing here but the slight hum of the servos, pistons, and reactors on themselves and their escorts.
"Indeed, there is only one last step left, start it! Then we can see the resonance of dark matter operating from the first quantum entangled state, unfolding the entire Blackstone Matrix in the Fibonacci sequence, and finally bringing the entire Cadian megastructure online! Then, everything!" The great sage shook his body like a giant beast, "It's all over!"
"Yes, that's right..." The sage, who has studied these Blackstone Towers in Cardia for many years, answered a little absent-mindedly, although he still linked himself to the console, and the progress bar was growing normally. , but Caul also noticed that the Skitarii and Mechanical Guards belonging to the Crane also began to patrol the surroundings, seeming to be exploring something.
"Klan, what's wrong? Do you want to record a 360-degree image record of us completing this great undertaking? It's understandable. This is indeed an epic worthy of being recorded in detail. The most critical moment of the feat! We are going to save the empire today!”
Kall happily explored the mechanical nest in his abdomen! The mechanical tentacles that came out were connected to the wiring holes on the black stone creation that they judged to be the Black Stone Tower console. Yes, it was very suitable. These alien creations that were tens of millions of years old or older not only used human standard units to construct The buildings and equipment even thoughtfully left the Empire-Mars' most popular Mechanicum universal adapter reading and writing sockets on the surface.
The Great Sage's slender fingers reached into the many layers of green holographic image panels that popped up in front of him, and carefully and steadily outlined the last string of the undead activation rune passwords they had studied, and at the same time Whispering praises to the blessings and blessings of Om Messiah.
"I still feel like there's someone else here besides us," Crane said, helping Kaul stabilize the electromagnetic field around the device.
"But even my armored cabin breakers are stationed on the ceiling and underground. They will not miss any movement of intruders. Although the underground is only a scanning array, they do not stop at all..." He muttered , "Oh, hell, indeed, I have some accumulated battle sequences and observation data that have been postponed and processed. I didn't look at them..."
"What? Are there any enemies?" Klan Sage has arched his steel spine, looking like The frightened animal in red robe said, "My mech scan data shows normal, but I always feel something is wrong. Someone has been hiding from us!"
"No...oh... ...no big deal...they're on me The biggest predator we passed was fighting, that’s all.”
“What?” Sage Klan shouted, “Who are you talking about? Who fights? ”
"Oh, that's right, what my servo skull captured was that Creed and the others were fighting on the other side with some enemies labeled as Abaddon's Guards by my previous data. There was also a special reaction point inside. I think that was I Zekel Abaddon...isn't anything Big problem, let's activate the matrix quickly!" "We have to help them! We must save the Great Sage!"
"We have to activate the one in front of us first! Great project, Crane, obviously I like it. Sometimes we should be more emotional, which will help us be more inspired and passionate when doing research. However, I suggest that the personality chip should still appropriately regulate the amplitude of the fluctuations. For example, the three personality compositions I chose this time are very It’s worth learning from you. Need to share the template? I can share it with you later."
"Thank you, Great Sage, but no matter what you say, I have to take my skitarii..."
< br>The end of Sage Klan’s words dissipated in the frozen air.
The energy of the Supreme Sky is calling out to the afterimage of the ancient battlefield where fathers and sons fought each other at the other end of the tunnel, but on the other side separated by the chaotic time and space river in subspace, on the contrary, time and space is frozen, like the resin that forms amber. From a higher dimension dripped into the cave mold formed by the black stone.
The silver alien hooded giant held a scepter in his hand and walked out of the dimensional chamber leisurely.
"Ah, Lord of Hunting, I am really satisfied with your work."
"Thank you, sir." The cloaked Death Mark blew his hands with non-existent breath Breaking down the non-existent hunting ground dust on the gun, "But we still have a competing hunter to deal with."
"What..."
The unique footsteps of the Astartes boots appeared out of thin air on the ground of still time.
The two green fires in Trazin's death mask also seemed to shrink and darken a bit.
"Rare."
The other party nodded to them.
“Perhaps today is not a good time to collect, OVERLORD.”
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“You... It stands to reason that your race cannot allow you to deviate from the route of your destiny planner. But you don’t seem to be on your own path.”< br>
"Indeed, He is the designer of the tapestry pattern of destiny, He is the master planner of billions of plans," the unexpected visitor calmly replied, "But I have never The teaching from our Lord is that if He is the change of destiny itself, then as long as we let the change change faster than the change, we can always find a place in the longitude and weft for us to pass through the eye of the needle, and that is me The road.”
The tall alien lord’s silver metal death mask seemed to have a narrowed, very human expression.
"That's a good point. But you are also a pretty good collection in your own right. My measuring accessories can feel the space-time disturbance radiation on your body that has witnessed an unusual history. Maybe you are interested in coming to my Visit the museum? ”
The black-armored priest opposite sighed, "As expected."
"As expected, what?" The director of the museum in Solemnas held a small cube in his hand with interest.
Then the priest opened the thick book hanging on his belt, turned the pages, and emerged from it a mark that every undead noble recognized.
"Sir," the hunting master reminded.
"Hell, damn, thanks, Huntmaster, my optics kit is fine, I saw it. But maybe..."
The face that resembled Robert Guilliman looked at him with a Honso smile.
"The warden lady is synchronizing with the time and space coordinates here. This time her assistant is the master astrologer."
"This is impossible! Ourrican is still buried under there— —"
"In another time, the astrologer I brought was quite... angry."
"Damn it!"
Before the curse fell into the dust on the ground, the alien giant's figure disappeared as the dimensional chamber unfolded.
At the moment when Belisarius Caul and Crane were unable to return to the time when time began to flow, the priest did not leave immediately. Next to Yu Dasage, the book was opened again.
When the pages stopped turning this time, a long and narrow weapon emerged from it. It was polished with a high-hardness stone. The handle changed between bone white and blood red, but it The original production method does not affect its sharpness, and its edge can still cut through any substance with ease.
He held it cautiously and tried to slowly use it to cut through the Great Sage's remaining human flesh and machinery where his jaw was connected to his neck.
No.
In the first second of contact, countless scenes unfolded in front of him like lightning.
He took back the dagger, sighed softly, and disappeared without a trace.
Time is back.
Belisarius Cawl's fingertips completed the final stroke of the activation code rune.
(End of this chapter)