Chapter 385 On the eve of the war, Guilliman was drugged
Ron has been coveting the resources in the Vigil Star war zone and the Eye of Terror.
But Naihe is not strong enough and has never dared to take action.
Needless to say, the Vigilance Star, even Abaddon the Predator has not been able to capture it for so many years.
Before he had absolute strength, he was reluctant to put his army into the meat grinder.
As for the Eye of Terror, it is also more dangerous.
No matter how impressive Abaddon's expedition record is, he is still one of the most powerful forces in the galaxy. He has hundreds of thousands of Chaos Space Marines, several times the size of the Savior's territory, and his fleet is also extremely large.
Furthermore, the human sea and steel torrent tactics in the Savior’s Territory cannot be used in the Eye of Terror.
That is the interface between subspace and reality, filled with chaotic energy.
Except for high-level human elites such as space warriors, mechanical priests, and psykers, everyone else will go crazy if they enter.
Abaddon is so powerful.
Ron even suspected that the Four Gods of Chaos were behind the repeated failures of the Dark Crusade.
Because Abaddon has not surrendered to the gods and has not much interest in the subspace, he only wants to conquer the galaxy and capture Holy Terra.
The human empire is in a state of chaos.
If Abaddon really seizes the opportunity to hit Holy Terra, the Four Gods of Chaos will have to kneel and beg him not to drag the Emperor from the golden toilet, otherwise this warp psychic nuclear bomb will be on the spot break out.
At that time, Holy Terra and the humans on it will burp on the spot, and humans will be wiped out on a large scale like the Ancient Eldar in the past, allowing the Emperor to absorb more energy and gain freedom, becoming a free-moving sun in the subspace.
In that case, the four gods of chaos will only have to be slapped.
For the sake of humanity, the Emperor cannot move even half a step.
The Four Gods of Chaos will not let mankind perish directly, but will gradually erode the galactic territory, human souls, and absorb more power.
They would not dare to let the Emperor come down from the Golden Throne until they had gained the strength to withstand him.
This is probably one of the reasons why the Empire's broken car did not fall apart directly.
Maybe Tzeentch is secretly worried about the survival of the empire.
Both sides maintain a balance in the chaotic struggle internally and externally.
But Abaddon has huge power in the galaxy, and he is a table-turning being. His influence must be limited, so that he can not only destroy the empire, but also not win.
Under normal circumstances, Ron would not dare to think about the Eye of Terror.
But it's different now.
Regent Guilliman has arrived with his fleet. The Indomitus Crusade has gathered warships from most areas of the bright side of the Empire.
It can be said that it condenses the essence of the human empire.
The number of the First Fleet of the Indomitable Expedition that arrived at Baal alone is almost the same as the entire number of battleships in the Savior Territory.
And there are a hundred thousand Primaris Space Marines.
In this way, the second fleet in the Obscure Star Territory plus the first fleet sent to support would be enough to resist the Chaos coalition and have a chance to give Abaddon a good beating.
According to Ron's idea, after the second fleet relieved the siege, the regent would assemble the fleet, stare at Abaddon and beat him severely, making him jealous.
Then find an opportunity to draw out the Chaos Guard Fleet from the Eye of Terror, creating an emptiness inside.
In this way, he can lead the fleet through another webway route directly to the door of the Eye of Terror, and move to Abaddon's lair in the Eye of Terror.
Perhaps to the Empire, the Eye of Terror is just the home of Chaos in the galaxy, a place of heresy and corruption.
Over the years, the empire has invested many void ships capable of shielding psychic and mechanical detection into the Eye of Terror for detection, just to understand the enemy.
But Ron is different.
There are many resources in the Eye of Terror that he can utilize.
For example, the starry sky-covered hulk in the Eye of Terror, a large number of black stones obtained from the Warning Star, the technological relics of the Black Stone Fortress, forbidden relics, etc.
These are the rare resources that he can only ask for and will provide for the next stage of development of his territory.
After Ron told Guilliman about his plan to jointly raid Abaddon's lair, he immediately got the other party's approval.
In the opinion of the Regent, the probability of success of this plan is very high, and it can hit Abaddon and reduce his strength.
Afterwards, they discussed some details of the plan.
For example, how to hide the fleet for a sneak attack, how to lure Abaddon's fleet in the Eye of Terror, how to cooperate to create a time difference, etc.
In addition, they also exchanged information and routes about the Eye of Terror.
Not only the research results of the Imperial Void Zero Ship.
During the Prince Regent's pilgrimage to Holy Terra, he briefly stayed in the Eye of Terror under the influence of a warp storm created by witchcraft, and received many severe beatings.
Also have some knowledge there.
These are just simple communications and will be further improved with the help of the military advisory team.
Guilliman analyzed endlessly, as if he regarded this meeting as a tactical meeting, and also contacted the military advisory team to come over, as if he wanted to finalize the plan now.
However, Ron waved his hand and took back the star map that contained more information.
He looked a little stunned and Guilliman said:
“Leave this matter to the government and military teams, and you have more time on the way to the Obscure Star Territory. Let’s deal with this matter.”
Network navigation is not as dangerous as the subspace route, and it will not be attacked by Chaos enemies, not to mention there are many greenskin fleets to support the escort.
This guy has enough free time to work on related plans.
"We have more important things to do now..."
Ron continued to explain, he glanced at the time: "Dante that guy should be arriving soon."
"The Savior Sir, it's time for us to set off!"
While he was talking, Dante walked in carelessly, his tone a little impatient.
The regent looked over at the sound and was stunned.
At this moment, Dante was not wearing power armor, but was wearing sunglasses, a vest, large pants, and a pair of slippers on his feet.
"What is this going to do?"
Guilliman asked, the Blood Angels Chapter Master's special decorative style felt strange to him.
"Of course I'm going on vacation to recuperate..."
Ron answered this question. I don't know when, he also changed into the same clothes.
He built a small resort in Bar, which has many leisure facilities, including various terrains, churches, etc.
And it is completely covered by the light of the sacred tower.
The main purpose of that resort area is to allow the Blood Angels and other interstellar warriors to recuperate, relax and relieve their violent and murderous emotions after war.
There is no way.
The blood thirst of the Blood Angels seems to be affected at the soul level. The universal elixir can only temporarily relieve it, but cannot completely relieve it.
Then we can only let them rest more and let the sun mix with divine light shine more.
Ron looked at Guilliman, who was pale, had dark circles under his eyes, and was filled with exhaustion, and was quite concerned: "While there are still a few days left, you must take a good rest!"< br>
If this guy wasn't still exuding the breath of life, he would have felt that what he was seeing was a corpse.
No matter how powerful Guilliman is, he is still made of flesh and blood, and his body and soul also need a little rest, otherwise greater problems will arise from endless exhaustion.
What's more, he will have to fight Abaddon soon.
With such a mental state, Ron suspected that Brother Ji might not be able to bear it anymore and would be beaten again.
Guilliman looked at the two people with sincere expressions, hesitated for a moment, and nodded:
"Then I will take a day off."
The regent also I felt that rest was necessary, so I gritted my teeth and gave myself a day off, and would deal with other matters when I came back.
As soon as he stood up and wanted to walk out, he was stopped.
Ron stared at the Armor of Destiny and shook his head: "How can you rest while wearing this heavy armor? There is no such atmosphere at all."
The noise of this armor is quite loud, even if it is separated by Those irritating buzzes can be heard all the time from a distance, like countless flies buzzing in the head.
Whoever wears this thing 24 hours a day must not go crazy.
But ever since Guilliman woke up, he has been wearing the Armor of Destiny, which was made by the Eldar and saved his life, for more than twenty years.
That's just real time.
If delays in subspace navigation and the Maelstrom are included, Guilliman's actual subjective time may have been nearly a hundred years.
You can imagine how much torture this armor and heavy affairs brought to the regent.
So much so that a primarch became so haggard.
He pinched his chin and thought: "Hey, tell me, can this thing be taken off?"
Guilliman smiled bitterly and pressed his palms to his chest:
"The Great Sage Caul told me that this armor maintained my life. The Eldar who helped awaken me also warned me never to take off the armor."
His expression became serious. : "Perhaps Evelene did not lie and believed that what she told was the truth, but I don't believe this.
The Eldar have always only done things that are beneficial to their race, and they did not resurrect me for the fate of mankind. , but for the sake of their own tribe, they use me as a pawn to deal with the crisis of extinction.
But what they don’t know is that I will never let myself be bound by anyone else or anything again. "
Ron frowned and asked, "So, have you ever tried to take off this crap?"
This is a necessary thing.
Even if this Armor of Destiny was forged by the Great Sage Caul himself, it cannot be ruled out that the Eldar will leave a secret door in it.
The great sage had too many things to do, and the situation was so urgent, he simply did not have enough time to thoroughly understand the principles of this technology.
The Regent is the current leader of mankind, and he cannot rely on anything.
Including the armor that sustained his life.
Otherwise, the armor may malfunction at a critical moment, or the Eldar may control the armor and shut down certain functions.
That would be troublesome.
The occurrence of these things may cause huge disasters, or allow humans to be threatened by the Eldar.
Guilliman nodded, as if with lingering fear:
“Yes, I tried to take off this armor and survived successfully, but the feeling was not pleasant... ”
When the regent made up his mind to truly take off this armor, endless pain struck.
The wound left by the fallen Phoenix Fulgrim opened and leaked blood with the eternal poisonous smell. He fell to the ground helplessly, his heart beating violently, and the pain in his body seemed to be burning.
Both body and soul.
But the regent had only one thought in his mind - he could not die.
No matter what, I can't die.
He was afraid that after he died, no one would be able to hold the empire together.
"In that standard Terra hour, I once again experienced the fear of death and experienced many things that I can no longer recall."
Guilliman's hand gently crossed his neck. Fulgrim left some sticky wounds with a resolute face: "But I survived. I was not bound, but defeated death..."
He smiled slightly:
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"During that time, I would take off my armor from time to time, endure the pain of death, adapt to the pain, and even appear in front of the soldiers pretending to be nonchalant.
I must let humans know that I You don’t have to rely on armor. The Imperial Regent shouldn’t have any weaknesses, and he shouldn’t rely on any aliens.”
The regent’s words made the atmosphere in the hall become heavy.
Ron sighed, feeling even more admiration in his heart. This brother, like the Emperor, had paid so much for humanity.
He snapped his fingers, slightly relaxing the heavy atmosphere:
"Since this armor can be taken off, it's not a big problem. Let's take off that piece of shit later!"
Now is the time to recuperate, and we can't be disturbed by too many negative emotions, and those Negative emotions cannot solve the problem, they will only make evil spirits more rampant.
His savior focuses on positive energy and hope.
Soon, Ron called the medical team and the sages from the Eldar Research Institute to come over and take charge of the "undressing" of the Imperial Regent.
Then the Regent took off the Armor of Destiny in the presence of the medical team, technical sages and saviors.
In an instant, the being's injury exploded, and an unpleasant poisonous mist filled the wound.
His expression also became painful, but there was no danger to his life.
But in this state, I am suffering. It is difficult to even stand, and I cannot recuperate at all.
Fortunately, Ron was able to inject the little sun's life energy into the regent in time to suppress the injury, and also gave him two universal elixirs to restore his physical condition and hidden injuries.
The technical sages took away the Armor of Destiny, and the Savior Territory absorbed a large amount of the Eldar's cutting-edge technology. They conducted in-depth research on this mechanical equipment.
See if we can solve the Regent's dependence on this armor.
Of course, it is difficult to achieve anything in such a short period of time, and the regent cannot be out of armor for too long.
They just took the armor to fully scan and obtain data to prepare for future research.
From now on, these medical teams and the sages from the Eldar Research Institute will stay with the Imperial Regent until the problem is completely solved.
When Guilliman drank the universal elixir, his body became stable.
The medical nuns checked the regent's condition to determine his current condition and whether he could leave the armor and go to the resort to recuperate.
"My body is much better. I am afraid this is the most relaxing moment since I woke up..."
Guilliman clearly noticed that his body had become much lighter and his breathing It also became smoother, and even the pain from the wound was almost unnoticeable.
It is a beautiful feeling without pain or torture.
For many people, this is the normal state of life, but for the regent, it is something that is unattainable.
He cherishes moments like this and is even more grateful for his brother who cares so much about him.
Such intimacy and brotherhood made the betrayed Prince Regent flash a trace of tears in his eyes, and his heart became even warmer.
"His~ This universal elixir works quite well..."
Ron sighed with emotion.
The effect in front of him was much better than he imagined.
Although the universal elixir cannot solve the problems of the soul, it can restore the damage caused to the body by the soul and the chaotic level, which means it treats the symptoms but not the root cause.
Be able to repair the body the moment those metaphysical gadgets harm it.
Of course, this is also due to the energy of the small sun.
Ron pointed to the boxes of the savior's special-effect version of the universal elixir mixed with the energy of the Little Sun on the ground, and said casually:
"Brother Ji, you can move a few more boxes of these later. Take the stuff back, take a few sips if you have nothing to do, and think of it as a way to replenish your body..."
Guilliman looked at the box of drink potions on the ground. He was so knowledgeable that he immediately recognized what these things were and was pleasantly surprised.
That is a panacea!
These extremely precious medicines can almost cure most of human diseases and injuries. It can be said that a medicine is a life.
Can save the lives of more elite soldiers!
The Human Empire once possessed the manufacturing technology for this valuable potion.
Unfortunately, the STC of that technology was taken away by the Archon of the Dark Eldar during the "Elixir War", and no one has been able to reproduce this technology since then.
Unexpectedly, Brother Ron actually possesses this precious potion? !
Guilliman looked at the universal elixir in the ground and cherished it. These things were so precious that he was reluctant to drink them so easily.
He planned to leave these potions to those brave warriors.
The regent raised his head, looked at the savior eagerly, and hesitated to speak: "Do you already have the technology to make a panacea? This technology can help the empire..."
Ron interrupted Guilliman's next words and threw the floral shirt and colorful pants to him:
"Hey, hey, it's vacation time now, and business is not allowed. You can send someone to copy it later. Just one copy, now hurry up and change your clothes, everyone is still waiting!"
He knew that Guilliman wanted this technology for the sake of mankind.
What's more, they just gave me the technology of the Primaris Space Marines, so there's nothing wrong with a technology exchange.
The Prince Regent looked at the unfamiliar clothes and felt a little resistant.
But after hearing the words of the savior, he changed into casual clothes in a happy mood.
Afterwards, three tall warriors wearing sunglasses, floral shirts and slippers walked out of the hall.
"Brothers, sit still!"
After Ron reminded him, he stepped on the valve and the open-top hover car shot out and headed towards the resort area.
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Resort, beach.
The ocean-themed area of this resort is mainly composed of artificial oceans and beaches, as well as many coconut trees.
The brilliance of the sacred tower mixed with the sunlight, bathing the beach in a yellowish color, and the sound of waves crashing on the beach can't help but make people calm.
As Ron listened to the waves, he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.
“Wuhu!!!”
But the next moment, this sleepiness was driven away by the cheers.
Not far away, Dante was shot several hundred meters into the air by the ejection device, and then he crashed into the ocean in a free fall, causing three meters of waves to splash over him.
“Holy shit!”
Ron jerked his spirit, and then created a psychic shield to block the waves.
He looked at Dante rolling freely in the sea, feeling a little tired.
Why does it feel like this guy is becoming more and more deviant? Could it be that a new personality has emerged?
The savior will never admit that the other party learned from him and that he has done the same thing as him.
Looking at Dante's happy look, Ron also felt inexplicably comfortable.
In any case, the warrior who had fought for the Empire for many centuries, was tired and tortured to the point of wanting to die, could become active and enjoy life a little.
Also a good thing.
Ron grabbed the coconut next to him and took a sip: "Brother Ji, do you think we should go flying too?"
However, there was no answer to his words.
Ron turned his head and looked to the side.
I don’t know when Guilliman was already lying on the beach chair and fell asleep.
Even in his sleep, this warrior's face was still so resolute and meticulous, as solemn as a marble relief. However, his frowning brows were relaxed, and he showed no sign of fatigue.
The Prince Regent slept soundly.
It's a good thing, he took on so much responsibility and pain that he barely had a moment to rest.
It’s time to have a good sleep.
"Not bad, it's quite effective..."
Ron was quite satisfied and did not disturb the other party.
In order to let Brother Ji have a good sleep.
He set up a lot of sleep-aid incense on this beach, and also put enough soothing potion in the other party's coconut water to make several ant cows sleep in a daze.
Ron lay back on the beach chair and closed his eyes, enjoying this peaceful moment.
In the Hell Galaxy, such peaceful moments are extremely rare, especially for warriors like Dante and Guilliman.
Even he himself does not have many such opportunities, because the war is about to start again.
Above Baal's airspace.
A huge fleet is already gathering, covering a large area of the galaxy, leaving a thick shadow, and batches of war supplies are being loaded.
A few days later, the fleets of the Savior and the Regent will set off for the Obscurity Star Territory to engage in a new round of battles with the enemies of humanity.
War is always difficult.
No matter how careful the plan is, the war with Chaos is always full of risks, whether it is the regent or himself. A little carelessness may face life danger.
What's more, this time he faces Abaddon and breaks into a den like the Eye of Terror.
That is the home of Chaos in the galaxy. In addition to Abaddon, there are more forces and individuals wandering in it.
Ron took a deep breath, feeling faintly worried.
Perhaps, while they were setting up their own strategies, the Chaos Heretics and the Corrupted Primarchs also set up more vicious traps for them...
(End of this chapter)
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