Chapter 474 Savior: Do you have a man named Titus?
The old destroyer was getting closer to Holy Terra.
The appearance of this human mother planet and throne world is gradually becoming clearer.
All people who have been to the Throne World know that this planet is dark yellow, has no clouds, green land, and no light.
It always has a gloomy look, and it has been like this for thousands of years, and it has never changed.
But now, Holy Terra has become something strange.
"Your Majesty the Emperor..."
Altos and others became confused and felt more uneasy in their hearts. This unknown fear was more terrifying than the trap they encountered from the Dark Eldar.
The Death Watch Captain looked at the adjutant: "What are the detection results? Are there any traces of aliens here? Are we at the right time?"
If this was a trap formed by alien disguises, then he would send out a killing ship to destroy this serious blasphemy.
There is another possibility.
That is the turbulence of time and space, and the Empire has recorded many similar phenomena.
His ship may have been seriously lost in the subspace route and arrived in an unknown era. Perhaps this was the Holy Terra of an era before the Great Crusade?
"Our detectors have detected no trace of alien technology."
The adjutant's data board displayed a series of data codes: "But the route node device is damaged and the current space node traces cannot be confirmed. Should we continue to approach?"
He was somewhat worried that after the ship entered the air defense zone, it would be intercepted or even attacked because it did not have permission.
"This is a problem..."
Altos frowned and hesitated a little, wondering if people like him had arrived at the wrong timeline.
You may face cruel treatment.
He was thinking from the perspective of an Imperial person. The Empire would never be lenient towards those who were lost. Imprisonment and interrogation were considered light, and burning them as heretics was normal.
Perhaps, you can drive a killing ship to sneak in and investigate?
This is a tactic commonly used by the Death Watch. It can enter the planet in a concealed manner and then behead or destroy it.
Or even destroy the entire planet.
However, Alters had not yet made a decision.
The destroyer was locked by air defense radar and could not escape.
Just as they were on alert, a soft female voice came out: "Fighters of the Death Watch, you are welcome to return to the homeland of mankind. Please enter the airport along the prescribed passage.
Due to the latest regulations, we have configured a data sequence for this ship, the number is: SWⅣ1347413...
As a reminder, Holy Terra now implements traffic control and number restriction policies to relieve traffic pressure and improve air pollution.
Your personal ships are in restricted areas and will not be allowed to enter the atmosphere.
It is recommended that you use public transportation to reach your destination. Please understand and cooperate. ”
The first phase of the 11th Five-Year Plan renovation project of Holy Terra has been initially completed.
The Mechanical Goddess has incorporated the existing data of Holy Terra into the psychic network, and the data of important troops such as the Death Watch has also been entered into it.
The radar system and air traffic control personnel at Lions Gate Airport can naturally distinguish their ships.
The Primarch Savior of Hope mobilized hundreds of millions of government personnel and service personnel from the territory to enter various systems of the Throne World to train relevant personnel.
to promote the advancement of the New Deal.
Nor can it help but make Holy Terra become more like the domain of the Savior.
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When Altos and others heard this, they suddenly became prosperous and in a trance.
Isn't the airspace control of Holy Terra performed by servitors?
Some of these special terms are even more difficult for them to understand.
"Is this Holy Terra?"
Altos subconsciously asked a nonsense question, and then corrected: "I mean, when is it in the imperial calendar now?"
He was eager to know what was going on.
The female political officer in charge of air traffic control was very patient:
"Fighter of the Death Watch, I understand your confusion. This is Holy Terra, Imperial Calendar 80.M42, the Great Savior and the Imperial Regent have reshaped the Throne World.
I will send you a piece of relevant information, please receive it as soon as possible to help you better adapt to the new environment.
The communication is about to end, please go to the corresponding airport as soon as possible to avoid causing traffic jams..."
The dilapidated destroyer crossed some kind of barrier and followed the trajectory into the airport. Only then did the Death Watch suddenly realize that there were densely packed ships in the airspace.
You can see many other civilized worlds and ships of the Mechanicus, including a large number of transport ships.
The light from those ships lit up the night sky, like a steady stream of stars.
They have never seen such a bustling airport.
Bang bang bang——
Special fireworks bloomed in space, and there were some giant honor flags floating in the space, and words such as "Victory" and "Savior" could be vaguely seen.
That was the afterglow of the victory celebration. The official celebration had ended half a month ago.
More news about the New Deal spread throughout the empire.
Altus and others stopped to watch, and couldn't help but be attracted. Such a joyful scene made these warriors relax their tense thoughts a little.
Perhaps, this is really Holy Terra.
That savior and Imperial Regent transformed the world of Throne.
These warriors had also heard of the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, and his legendary deeds.
"Adjutant, have you extracted the data sent from the airport platform?"
Altos asked.
The ship is about to arrive at the port, and they have to disembark. There are certain taboos or laws that need to be known in advance and followed.
"I've received it."
The adjutant was in a hurry and replied angrily: "The attacks of those dead spirit aliens destroyed our channel system, and the data cannot be extracted at all!"
"You continue to operate and send it to me after you extract it."
Altos did not wait, and led the killing team to prepare to disembark: "Bring the loot, we will go to the Tribunal to report the mission, and stay vigilant."
He still had a hint of doubt, and there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
The killing teams were covered in pitch black armor and equipped with various weapons, such as dark green Necron super phase swords and Gauss blasters.
There are also dark energy spears, destroyer blasters, etc. that were taken from the Dark Eldar.
They are able to break away from the restrictions of the holy scriptures and imperial taboos, and use forbidden weapons at will without being criticized or judged.
Click.
The ferocious mechanical shackles were fastened to the arm armor of the two Death Watch warriors. Connected to them was a pitch-black box, and the spiritual energy fluctuations in it could be faintly felt.
Each of them carried a box in one hand and moved forward.
Inside are the spoils of this mission: specially adjusted soul stones and opal fragments.
The kill team captured them in a brutal arena on the edge of Commorragh and caused chaos to escape back to the Empire.
But that's not the most important takeaway.
The most valuable piece of information is a piece of information about Commorragh and its supreme overlord, the leader of the Black Heart Cabal - Asdubal Viktor.
That concerns the safety of the empire.
They must report this matter to someone above the Grand Master of the Inquisition.
Due to so-called "limitation", the Death Watch shuttle cannot enter the atmosphere of Holy Terra, so they can only walk to the space elevator.
Then use the space elevator to reach the surface.
As Altos and the Kill Team disembarked, the noise in the port hall hit them.
Hundreds of thousands of people came and went, and the changes in the building structure made them somewhat confused.
"Without the guidance of that information data, I'm afraid it would be very troublesome..."
The Death Watch Captain thought so.
Perhaps, they have to find someone to inquire, otherwise it will be delayed for a long time.
Buzz~
A servo skull floated over:
"Personnel of the Death Watch ship SWIV134..., do you need guidance or map data?"
Altos looked at this overly intelligent servo machine and frowned slightly: "Yes, please give me a path to the Tribunal."
The electronic eyes of the servo skull were slightly bright, and a mechanical cable stretched out from the back of the head, floating in the air: "Service confirmation, please show the data interface."
Soon, the mechanical cable was connected to the data equipment of the company commander's gauntlet, and the corresponding data packet was input.
"The service is over, I wish you a pleasant journey."
The servo skull retracted the mechanical cable and flew to another ship. There were more such servo machines in the air serving the guests at the port.
If there are special requirements, guided tours can also be provided.
But that requires Throne Coins.
Altus followed the guidance on the data equipment and headed for the corresponding space elevator. Fortunately, these large buildings had not changed much.
They found it quickly.
Inside the huge cabin of the space elevator.
"*****,**!
I protest, this is unfair treatment, the mechanical forum cannot treat us like this! ”
A series of imperial curses came from the electronic sound machine.
The Death Watch looked up with some surprise.
They were two mechanical sages, wearing colorful two-dimensional badges of mechanical goddesses. At first glance, they looked like senior fanatics who believed in machine oil.
The instruments all over the body of the black-robed mechanical sage were red, as if the red was warm: "We must find the savior. Orville's contribution to the founding of the world cannot be forgotten!"
He was a little heartbroken.
After the savior issued a summons at the Mechanical Forum.
The mechanical sage gave up his research and rushed over immediately.
In addition to the generous gear coins and computing power resources, his main purpose is for the precious out-of-print Mechanical Goddess badge.
He has worked hard to collect all the Mechanical Goddess badges over the years. Without this one, it would not be perfect.
Unfortunately, this coup reform ended too quickly.
When many oil guys arrived, the assembly order had already ended, and a considerable number of oil guys failed to receive the corresponding rewards.
They made a lot of noise.
Seeing this, Hope the Prime Savior had no choice but to make an exception and continue to issue corresponding rewards to appease those guys.
Let them go back happily.
This activity lasted for several years and only recently ended.
It also led to the Orville Mechanical Sage's defense being broken.
Although he set off early, Mechanical Ark encountered subspace turbulence and arrived a little late.
Even the subsequent compensation rewards were not received. "That's right, let's go find the savior!"
Another gray-robed mechanical sage also shouted, showing sympathy for each other.
It wasn't so much that he encountered a bumpy ride, but that he was attacked by an idiot alien.
Now the sage hates the aliens who have wasted his time, and has already planned to drive a mechanical ark and use forbidden relics to spread their world.
Altus looked at the two technological maniacs, unable to understand their decorations and behavior.
In the ten years since the Alien Network, the outside world has changed a lot.
In a daze, he felt that he was separated from the development of the empire, and many things that had remained unchanged had become unfamiliar.
"Hey, that big black man, are you a member of the Death Watch?"
The gray-robed mechanical sage looked over and made a suggestion: "Do you accept the offer to help me get rid of a group of aliens and burn their world to the ground?"
Altus didn't care about the technical lunatics, let alone offended these guys.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
He firmly refused: "Sorry, sages of the Mechanicus, we do not accept tasks outside of the Inquisition..."
"Think about it, my foundry can give you a batch of new weapons and Terminator armor, or the latest alien weapon technology."
The gray-robed mechanical sages are wealthy and powerful.
Now Altos hesitated, and even the killing teams looked at each other.
Everyone knows that these technological lunatics have the best resources and casting technology in the empire and are extremely wealthy.
Even the Grand Master of the Inquisition behind them will be moved.
Altos swallowed: "Sages of the Mechanicus, maybe I can communicate with the Tribunal to see if..."
However, the attention of the two Mechanicum Sages was no longer on him.
"Look at the mechanical forum, the savior has issued a new announcement, and a new acquisition channel has been opened for that out-of-print badge to make up for the regrets of latecomers!"
The red-robed mechanical sage was very excited. Hong Wen was no longer the same as before. As long as there was a way to obtain it, it would not be a problem for him.
"Praise to the mechanical goddess!"
The same goes for the gray-robed mechanical sage.
After the two mechanical sages landed in the space elevator, they immediately hurried to the registered location.
"Your Excellency, Sage..."
Altos tried to stop the big financial backer of the Mechanicus, but they had disappeared under the acceleration of the mechanical relic.
Seeing this, he had no choice but to give up and go to the trial court to report first.
It didn't take long for these Death Watch warriors to follow the guidance of the map data and board the high-speed Titan train heading to the Tribunal.
inside the carriage.
Altus and the Kill Team couldn't find their seats.
They stood in the handrail area in a vigilant formation, keeping vigilant, and were surrounded by government officials rushing to various departments.
Some people are also carrying Nafal bread and Steiger milk, or processing data on data tablets, and using communicators to communicate with department personnel.
He looked busy.
But compared to the previous work intensity, this is already a happy life for government officials.
Those Death Watch soldiers were a little out of tune with everything around them.
Dong Dong Dong——
There was a shocking roar outside.
Altos looked out the porthole window and was stunned. Some kind of red flag was hung on the hive building outside:
"Accelerate the transformation of the hive city and create a beautiful Terra", "In the name of the emperor, build safely" and so on.
Those hive buildings are collapsing, and the figure of the Redemption Titan is shuttled among them, responsible for the work of demolition and dust removal, working enthusiastically.
"Emperor, how this is..."
The Death Watch soldiers were all numb. In the past, they could only see these divine machines on the battlefield of Apocalypse.
Now, there are more than twenty Titans operating in a short distance!
The surrounding government officials have long been used to it, and they don't even pay much attention to these black emperor angels.
In the past.
The people of Terra always show excessive awe and attention to the alien weapons on their bodies.
The roar of the high-speed Titan train stopped and it reached the destination platform.
The Death Watch walked out along the long passage and arrived at the inner ring of the hive city. As soon as they saw it, they saw the nearly one kilometer high golden sun and the icon of the savior.
Surrounded by garden-like green facilities, there is even a rainbow formed by a huge fountain.
"The Savior..."
Along the way, Altos and others gradually accepted all this, and it was not as shocking as it was at the beginning.
They couldn't help but take off their helmets, breathe the pure and unpolluted air, and look up at the being illuminated by the holy light.
Afterwards, under the guidance of the Tribunal personnel, these Death Watch went to the internal hall to report on the mission and the intelligence they obtained.
……
The Sanctuary of the Savior, the Bedchamber.
"Well..."
Ron woke up naturally from his sleep and stretched himself out. There was still a trace of pure fragrance on the soft silk quilt.
A few pieces of white fluff can be vaguely seen.
That was the smell of the twin holy servants and the traces left by their white wings.
It has to be said that the white wings of the Holy Attendant give people a different feeling, especially its soft yet tough body, which can stretch to a greater extent.
It can even fly and spin midway.
The two twin saints were ordered by the Holy Angel to deliver some messages, but they just stayed a little longer.
But he hurried back to the Sanctuary of the Living Saint in the middle of the night.
Ron couldn't help but feel guilty, wondering if the holy angel had noticed these things.
Maybe it's time to stop this.
As the God of Joy, I can't bear to engage in such sneaky behavior, so I should be more honest.
Although these are considered conservative behaviors for the nobles of Holy Terra.
Based on information received.
Those nobles often have many playmates, and some ancient families even retain the behavior of close relatives.
To maintain the inheritance of the bloodline.
However, some deformities and even chaotic distortions are often formed.
Ron has issued instructions to the Ministry of Supervision to deal with this matter in order to stop these unhealthy and dangerous practices.
Let the so-called blood and power flow to the outside.
Instead of becoming a pool of stagnant water.
Ron changed into a comfortable position, leaned against the bed, and grabbed the data pad next to him.
Start brushing!
He first flipped through some daily newspapers and news from Holy Terra.
Then I looked at the status of receiving the out-of-print badges of the Mechanical Goddess to see how much resources I had earned this time.
In principle, out-of-print badges cannot have so-called "returns", but the oil guys have too many opinions.
He, the savior, had to make a decision that "went against his ancestors".
Of course, the main reason is that the 11th Five-Year Plan renovation project of Holy Terra was too expensive, which made me feel a little distressed, and these wealthy oil guys came to my door again.
Then you have to cut it off.
What’s more, it’s a win-win.
The price of those out-of-print badges is almost as much as that of a large battleship, and oil guys still flock to them religiously.
Thank you for your savior.
Of course, those badges are not useless. The supercomputing resource qualifications contained in them can be of great help at critical moments in their research.
However, those fanatical engine oil guys care more about the badge itself.
Just this wave of leeks harvested by the oil guys is enough to make up for the cost of the Holy Terra transformation project.
Those oil guys are stingy towards the empire, but they are very generous in this regard!
"Perhaps I should get more leather badges to sell, add more special effects, and have a mechanical goddess voice version?
Ron thought happily: "Let's draw another card to exchange, big guarantee... Hey, is this too much? After all, I am a believer of the mechanical goddess..."
However, his happiness did not last long when he received bad news: the node building on the main road of the Internet was attacked!
"Wogan!"
Ron's eyes almost darkened when he saw the news.
That is the core building of the Galaxy Channel Hub that he invested in and built for more than 20 years, and is the hope of the future of the human empire!
With trembling hands, he turned down the pages to see the damage caused by the attack.
Some kind of forbidden dark matter weapon exploded around the building, forming a singularity black hole, causing a large-scale collapse of space, and a full third of the area was destroyed.
Fortunately, nothing happened to the webway itself.
According to the traces left by the attack, clues point to the core ruling organization of the Dark Eldar - the Black Heart Cabal.
Over the years, in the process of expanding the Webway branches of the Savior's territory, the pioneering team of the Webway has inevitably had friction with the Dark Eldar in the Webway.
Branch lines were also attacked one after another.
Those Dark Eldar have been hiding in the Webway for thousands of years and are more familiar with everything there than the Savior Territory.
But at that time, the Savior Territory was fully engaged in dealing with the affairs of Holy Terra, so it did not invest too much power.
What I didn't expect was.
Those Dark Eldar aliens are so rampant that they have invaded the backbone of their own webway.
"Okay, okay, dig out my lair, right..."
Ron took a deep breath, this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.
Otherwise, how can he still sleep with such a group of aliens who have mastered the ancient spirit empire and ancient saint technology staring at him?
It would be disrespectful to come back without reciprocating, and he was ready to take action against Comoros, the enemy's home base.
Soon, the Ordo Xenos received a message from the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, ordering them to compile and submit all relevant information on the Dark Eldar.
A few days later.
Ron received information about the Dark Eldar, in which he saw the latest intelligence reported by the Death Watch:
The struggle between the supreme overlord of Comoros and the nobles triggered a great schism. More regions became independent and began to annex the empire's routes and port nodes.
"This is an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity..."
Ron looked at the piece of information and thought.
The report from the Death Watch troops suddenly reminded him of a strong man who could swim in the subspace chaos demons and alien tides.
"You, the Alien Tribunal, should have a warrior named Titus. Bring him to me immediately!"
The Savior issued an order to the Grand Master of the Ordo Alien Ordo in a tone that left no room for argument.
(End of chapter)