Chapter 127 Ryan: The battle between princes has always been like this
The shell of the Dyson Sphere located at the edge of the galaxy is welded from black metal plates the size of a city.
The scale is exaggerated.
Just suspended in the void.
The terrifying volume squeezes the space, creating its own gravity field.
Inside the intricate metal structure, a star in its prime is imprisoned.
Its radiance emanates from the core through shocking cracks.
Near the Dyson sphere, a large amount of metal debris floats in the void, forming a ring.
The first conflict broke out in the void between the armies of the Human Empire and the Outsiders.
Neither side took advantage.
The battleship etched with the Empire's golden double-headed eagle docked at a safe distance, resting and preparing for a new round of attack.
In the Sacred Great Hall of Sanguinius's flagship, the Red Tear.
The Primarchs are gathering here, discussing the next military action.
Heavily armed and beautifully armored guards stood behind them.
A total of eight Primarchs responded to Terra's orders and came to join Sanguinius to deal with the Outer Ones.
Horus, leader of Legion XVI and Lord of the Luna Wolves, stands beneath the sculptures of the Emperor and the Raven.
Horus wore a set of golden armor with eyes on the chest.
Wearing a laurel wreath, he occupies the main position.
It seemed that the leader of this meeting was not the owner of the Red Tears, but him.
The Lord of Caliban, Lion, stood opposite him.
Behind him is a guard composed of elite veterans.
They wore full body armor and buried their faces under heavy helmets.
The atmosphere between the two was somewhat delicate.
They have been secretly competing for the position of the eldest son.
The other Primarchs knew this, but did not want to interfere.
Footsteps sounded, and the archangel with white wings on his back walked into the auditorium from the arch.
He bowed slightly to his brothers.
"Some new information was obtained from the bridge. I checked it and came a little late."
"It doesn't matter." Angron said, his voice gentle, completely different from his madness on the battlefield.
The other Primarchs nodded.
"Thank you for your tolerance. Please allow me to introduce you to the current battle situation."
Sanguinius looked at the Mechanical Magus standing at the edge of the auditorium, "Turn on the projection device, read the latest data obtained, and display it in front of my primordial brothers."
With the gentle hum of the machine, the sleeping machine soul was awakened.
Static-like beams of light danced in the air, outlining the entire Dyson sphere and a detailed outline of the battle that had just been fought.
"Just now, we launched the first wave of attacks." Sanguinius said: "We defeated a total of six of their strategic motherships, as well as a large number of starships and fighter planes. This void battle has completely defeated the enemy's void. Power.”
"But it is still a difficult battle to break into the interior of the Dyson sphere. Inside this artificial sphere, there are endless mechanical signals, which are most likely those ancient mechanical necromancers."
The holographic image of the Dyson sphere slowly unfolded between the original bodies, revealing the cold metal structure.
Magnificent buildings such as mountain-like metal cannons and energy emission arrays are also clearly displayed in the image.
Green beams of light shot into the sky from the end of the spire-like building, slowly spreading in the sky, eventually forming a thick energy barrier.
This barrier not only blocks orbital bombing, but also blocks space, preventing space raids or teleportation.
If you want to teleport through space, you must first knock out the opponent's energy shield tower.
The faces of the original bodies were solemn. Even if they destroyed the enemy's void power, they still needed a fierce battle to land and defeat the outsiders.
"The Luna Wolves will serve as the spearhead." Horus stood up. "We will penetrate the enemy's defense and create conditions for teleportation."
"It's not your turn yet." Ryan stood up, "The First Legion will complete this task."
"Ryan!!" Horus glared at the Lord of Caliban, "The war is about to begin, do you still want to play political tricks?"
"No, this is just to fulfill the eldest son's duties. The first legion will bear more, the sixteenth brother."
Ryan's hand rubbed the end of the hilt of the sword on his waist, showing a sincere smile.
"Eldest son? Sixteenth brother?" Horus clenched his fists, "You are just lucky and have the advantage of a serial number."
"Luck is also a kind of strength." Ryan said slowly: "I have said this sentence many times, please keep it in your heart. I don't want to repeat it to you again the next time we meet."< br>
"Shameless." Horus retorted word for word.
The corner of Ryan's mouth rose, "Throughout the ages, disputes between heirs and sons have always been like this. How can I say it shamelessly?"
"Ryan, today I want to suppress your arrogance for no other reason than to suppress your arrogance. In terms of merit, I am no worse than you, in terms of fighting alone I am not inferior to you, in terms of marching and fighting, I am better than you."
Horus shouted, "You want to be the eldest son, don't even think about it."
Ryan said: "In that case, why don't we each bring an assault team and land together to see who can triumph first and who comes back in embarrassment."
"Okay," said Horus, "I will win."
Ryan and Horus looked at each other, refusing to give in to each other.
The guards behind them put their hands on the handles of their weapons, ready to strike at any time.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense, and a conflict was about to break out.
The other Primarchs stood and watched with different expressions.
At this time, Sanguinius walked out.
"It's better to stop arguing now and take down the outsider first, then you two can continue to argue about who is the eldest son."
Lion and Horus were unmoved, still staring at each other, very unkindly.
"It's better to grant their wish." Angron expressed his opinion, "Let Lion and Horus serve as the vanguard of the assault and see who of them can win honor for themselves."
"I think it's okay."
"I have no objection."
Guilliman and Dorn nodded immediately.
The other Primarchs also joined in, approving the proposal.
"Then the assault mission will be left to you." Sanguinius looked at the two brothers, "Don't forget that your father's blood is flowing in your bodies. The love of brotherhood cannot be cut off by anything."
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"We must unite to deal with future terrorist crises. Everything we are experiencing now is just a test before the real war."
Sanguinius solemnly warned the two of them, and the war ended here.
The Primarchs each returned to their flagships to prepare for battle.
The Vengeful Spirit is the flagship of the Sixteenth Legion, the Luna Wolves.
As war orders were issued.
Countless formations are making preparations for war in full swing.
Technicians and crew members were rushing back and forth.
Industrial servitors and robotic arms carry heavy ammunition.
Preparations for a large-scale raid are proceeding in an orderly manner.
This time.
The four members of the Shadow Moon Council were taking an oath.
The Shadow Moon Council is also known as the Council of Four Kings.
This is an informal organization responsible for advising the Primarch Horus.
The four members of the Shadow Moon Council are the captain of the first company - Ezekiel Abaddon.
The commander of the second company - Tarek Togadon.
The commander of the fourth company - Hastel Sejanus.
The captain of the fifth company - Horus, Aceimander, this guy is also called Little Horus.
before launching the official raid.
The four of them gathered in a tall tower that few people visited and used it as a venue for the oath.
A huge crystal dome is installed above the top of the tower.
Looking up, you can clearly see the raging ion cloud outside and the icy debris floating in the void.
The light from the burning wreckage occasionally reflected on the polished water-sanded floor.
The plain walls have no decorations, only poor poetry written in Corthonian language, and images of aliens that the Legion once exterminated painted with unflattering memories.
In the center of the room is a clear shallow pool. The twinkling starlight is gathered by the dome and reflects on the water, forming a bright moon in the water.
"Let's just go here. Due to the limited conditions, it can only be a little simple." Abaddon said.
"You call this the moon?" Acemande stared at the moon in the water.
"We have no choice." Sejanus said: "Let's start quickly. This battle is related to the honor of the legion. It's time to severely humiliate the stereotyped knights of the First Legion."
"We need to show them how foolish it is to provoke the Luna Wolves."
The four people placed their own silver medals next to the pool.
The silver medals are respectively engraved with a new moon, a half moon, a gibbous moon, and a full moon, which means that the four people represent different aspects of each.
"What is our name?" asked Sejanus.
"Moon Wolf." Others answered.
"On top of it." Sejanus asked immediately.
"Shadow Moon Council." The remaining three shouted in unison.
Abaddon shouted: "Bath in this moonlight, and work together to prove my oath until death."
"Kill for the living."
The four of them drew their swords, put the tip of the sword against the gorget of the warrior on their left, and shouted in unison. "Kill for the dead."
When they finished reciting the oath, they put down their weapons, put the already written oaths of censure inside their helmets, and then each drew one.
This is an ancient tradition from Cosonia.
Soldiers would write an oath of censure before a battle, and when they betrayed their loyalties, they would be punished for it.
The specific measures of punishment are as written on the note you drew.
Not long after the oath-taking ceremony was completed, the Luna Wolf Legion launched a surprise attack on the Dyson Sphere where the Outsiders were located.
Tens of thousands of drop pods and gunships rushed to the ground, preparing to tear this huge planet into pieces from the inside out.
On the other side, the Dark Angels also launched a surprise attack under the leadership of Ryan.
Luther, Astlan, Zahariel and others all joined the airborne troops to conduct raids on the surface.
The airborne capsule's braking rocket started, flames spurted out, and the powerful thrust slowed down the landing speed of the airborne capsule.
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With the strong vibration during landing, the door of the airborne capsule was blown open and flew out, hitting the metal surface of the Dyson sphere heavily.
Luther and other Dark Angels members rushed out of the cabin and joined the assault.
Above them, they could see the trajectories of the airborne pods and gunships, as well as dense green beams of light.
boom!
Airborne pods and gunboats were hit. In the communication network, the heads of dozens of soldiers turned gray in an instant and they were forced to withdraw from the combat sequence.
Even though it was implanted with a genetic engine and had superhuman physique and fighting power, it was still difficult to protect itself in the face of overwhelming firepower.
Luther raised his head and saw the Necron city in the distance.
It’s majestic, endless, with no end in sight.
The closer they got, the more they could feel the majesty of the undead city.
Endless walls of darkness swallowed up the sky.
The scale of the horror makes one feel even more insignificant.
Sirens sounded, and an endless wave of undead surged toward the landing force.
They are more mechanical than ordinary Necrons, and seem to have completely lost themselves, being completely enslaved and controlled by the C'tan.
"For the Lion," Luther shouted, raising his sword.
The other warriors followed closely and shouted angrily.
The undead frenzy crashed on the embankment formed by the Dark Angels like a giant wave.
The fierce battle between the two sides was extremely fierce.
Like a god who descended into the world, Ryan jumped from low-Earth orbit without using any auxiliary equipment.
The terrifying shock wave knocked away all the Necron near where he landed.
He took out the long sword in his hand and waved it casually, and the terrifying power was released, tearing apart the space and the metal earth.
In an instant, hundreds of mechanical structures were destroyed and turned into debris scattered on the ground.
He sauntered, appearing to be at ease in the raging necromantic frenzy.
Wherever it passed, all that was left were the remains of the undead.
The undead lord sitting on the suspended throne was easily killed by his sword.
The time warlock who mastered the power of time was thrown into the past by him, with no chance of return.
Those elite undead warriors were like weak ants in front of him, being crushed into pieces at will.
boom!
An energy shield suspended tower was destroyed by the Dark Angels' fierce offensive.
Following the earth-shattering explosion, dozens of miles around were emptied, and the majestic metal buildings turned into dissolved iron juice or charred remains.
The green energy beam that shot towards the sky flashed a few times and then disappeared.
As the shield flickered, a gap appeared in the shield covering the entire planet.
Teleportation light portals appeared one after another, and the imperial army descended on the surface.
Hellfire missiles loaded with anti-matter warheads were fired from the Titan's shoulders, dragging tail flames and shooting towards the violent undead tide, setting off a series of explosions.
The majestic automatic cannon like an ant was activated, throwing fireballs as bright as stars to the ground.
The steel melted, making a sizzling sound before cooling into an indescribable mass of iron.
The Primarchs fought towards the underground core where the C'tan-Outer One resided.
Ryan is the fastest.
He led Luther and others all the way forward, killing all the Necrons who tried to stand in his way.
After fighting for who knows how long, the surrounding temperature began to rise sharply.
The closer to the underground core, the more terrifying the high temperature and radiation emitted by the star.
In the end, even the undead structures were unable to withstand such high temperatures and radiation, and thus gave up their defenses.
Ryan went to the deep end alone.
Just because the second-generation engine implanted by Luther and others could not allow them to face the high temperature and radiation of the star, they could only stay in a safe place.
The star was bound inside the Dyson sphere, and terrifying flames erupted time and time again in an attempt to break the cage.
The explosion that was enough to destroy life on a planet was absorbed by the Dyson sphere and became the source of energy and matter to maintain the operation of the Dyson sphere.
And near the star, there is an existence that emits dense light, absorbing the energy of the star like a vampire.
Weird whispers continued.
Full of madness and chaos.
【Special life form detected: Star God】
[Unable to parse target data]
That thing that shines with light is the crazy Star God - the Outsider.
The ones on the outside seem to have ten thousand shapes, changing all the time.
Ordinary people will scream in pain the first time they see an outsider.
Just because the human mind cannot bear the image of such an existence.
Ryan also felt uncomfortable when he saw the outsider for the first time.
But the next second, the activated gene engine activated spiritual protection and rule protection, counteracting the influence of the Star God's emanation.
"Switch combat mode."
Ryan switched the genetic engine in his body to combat mode and looked at the existence with firm eyes.
"Another huge beast will fall under my sword."
The activated genetic engine gives Ryan various mysterious powers.
Allowing him to travel in time and space and gain the ability to travel anywhere.
With the flash of his body, Ryan appeared above the outsider, and the sword in his hand burst out with terrifying energy, turning into a super giant sword.
[Judgment: Sanctions are launched to destroy everything]
The long sword swung down and cut through the void with a powerful sound that was enough to destroy everything.
The outer person in the form of energy quickly shrank and became a giant made of black metal.
A giant hand made of energy and metal grabbed Ryan's sword.
Ryan continued to increase his strength, but the sword in his hand remained motionless.
It has no face, and there are only green flames rising under its helmet.
But Ryan could feel its terrifying rage and indescribable crazy will.
The giant beast exerted force violently, and the giant sword formed by condensed energy collapsed.
Then, the outsider's hand suddenly waved, and time and space instantly collapsed like glass.
Ryan opened the shield.
But the next second, he flew out like a shooting star.
It broke down several transformers that were as grand as cities suspended near the star, causing a big explosion.
Eventually, he was embedded in a thick metal wall.
If it weren't for the original body's terrifying physique and the blessing of the genetic engine, I'm afraid he would have been beaten into mud.
As the gods of the real universe, the Outsiders are beyond imagination.
"Are you so strong?!" Ryan was about to climb out of the wall.
The space in front of him flickered, and the outsider, who was hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, instantly appeared in front of Ryan.
He clenched his fist and smashed it towards Ryan, intending to beat this idiot who dared to offend him into a pulp.
When the outsider landed his fist, a golden figure rushed over like a meteor and hit the opponent's fist, causing the outsider's fist to deflect and hit Ryan's left side.
The terrifying force cracked the thick metal wall.
Those metal structures could not withstand such terrifying force, and they all collapsed or deformed.
Even the metal floor had a terrifying crack.
Ryan swallowed subconsciously when he saw the power of this punch.
If this punch hits him, no matter how powerful his body is, he will not be able to withstand it, and he will have to rely on a genetic engine to revive him.
He turned to look at the person who helped him, and when he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he showed a hint of surprise.
Lion originally thought it was Sanguinius or Angron.
It turned out that the person who saved him was Horus.
This guy obviously had to be resurrected as long as he was invisible, and he could easily win the bet.
In the end, he rushed out and blocked the blow for himself.
"You can only be defeated by me, lion. No one else is worthy, not even gods." Horus said word by word.
(End of chapter)