Chapter 388 The White Temple and the Eye of Terror
The Red Council Hall.
The red light of the supergiant star shines from the glass dome, illuminating the ancient angel relief and the huge hanging banner of honor.
Many chapter leaders came to this magnificent hall under the summons of the savior.
They were told that they and the soldiers were about to carry out a dangerous mission to the Eye of Terror, which was full of dangers.
It was a vast vortex of dense stars, a hellscape of reality and warp space.
It is just as the name predicts: a giant black eye that shines ominously in the vast galaxy, like an evil gem set in the northern part of the galaxy.
It was a storm, the craziest storm in the galaxy. Chaos energy spread from there as the center, affecting every aspect of the galaxy.
It is also a paradise for demons, monsters and human traitors, who occupy countless evil worlds.
It can be said that entering there is equivalent to jumping into a coffin.
But the Emperor's Angels of Death were never afraid of these, but were eager to try. They hoped to follow the great Primarch Savior and break into the lair of Chaos.
Pour out your fury against the devils and traitors.
These chapter leaders straightened their bodies, exuding a unique momentum.
Their expectant eyes looked at the two tall figures on the throne - the savior and the regent, and their hearing became more acute.
Because the savior is calling the roll call.
Only the chosen warband has this honor, following the Savior to fight in the Eye of Terror.
Ron stood on the throne and read out the names of the selected battle groups one by one. All the battle groups that were read out were excited.
Not far below the royal platform.
Tiberos and Malakin, the old enemies of the Chapter Leaders Tiberos and Malakin, are somewhat tit-for-tat, and neither one gives in to the other.
“You’d better not have any expectations.”
Tiberos had a hint of sarcasm: "It is impossible for the Savior to allow you unlucky ones to go to the Eye of Terror. If you go, this plan may be in danger."
The Weeper is a famous unlucky person in the empire. Eggs seem to have some kind of special curse, and any plan that involves them will always have special accidents.
Heavy losses.
Malakin looked ugly and defended: "Your Majesty, the curse of our Chapter has long been lifted, and there were no accidents in the entire war here!"
Tiberos clicked:
"Who can guarantee that?
This time we go to the Eye of Terror. We need to bypass many planets controlled by chaotic balls along the way. If there is an accident and we are chased and intercepted by other chaotic forces, it will be a disaster. It's bad..."
But the words just fell.
The Savior read out the name of the Weeper Chapter.
Malakin suddenly became excited.
He saluted the Savior with a pious gesture and promised that the Lamenters would do their best and give everything they had in the upcoming mission.
"Barbarians, the Lamenters have obtained the qualification to go to the Chaos Lair, but you have gained nothing yet. Maybe you rude guys will fail."
The Lamenters Chapter Leader Worry gone, he smiled slightly.
At this time, Tiberos was also a little nervous. The savior would not take him to the Eye of Terror, right?
That would be embarrassing.
He always felt that the man-eating shark was already a warrior under the savior and would not be left behind in this honorary mission.
However, the name of the man-eating shark has not yet appeared.
If he really loses the election, it will prove that the man-eating shark cannot bear the burden of going to the Eye of Terror, which is undoubtedly a shame.
I'm afraid he will be laughed at by Malakin and the Weepers for many years.
As time goes by.
Tiberos's heart sank more and more, and he wanted to jump out and ask for a fight.
But in front of the savior and regent, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.
On the throne.
Ron continued to read the names of the war groups unhurriedly. This time he went to the Eye of Terror to dig out Abaddon's lair. It was not suitable to bring too many people.
He will only bring tens of thousands of elite Space Marines as his main combat force.
As for those Custodes who will return to Holy Terra, the new Custodes Marshal needs to make more adjustments to the organization of the Custodes to cope with the next war in the galaxy.
Not only elite warriors are selected, but also battleships.
Those small battleship battle groups are unable to resist the high concentration of chaotic power in the Eye of Terror, and are easily corroded into useless ships and become a burden.
So this expedition consisted of hundreds of large warships, each with a hull length of more than eight kilometers.
Ron looked at the remaining names on the list and continued reading.
In addition to his own children such as the Thunder Guards and War Angels.
His requirements for selecting warriors are very simple, that is, they should be a group that moves quickly, has strong subjective initiative, and is relatively rogue.
It would be better to have the Blood Crow kind, but it’s a pity that they are not here.
Fortunately, I still have some Crouching Dragon and Phoenix war groups who are good at robbing things and stealing things, such as the Sons of the People, the Man-eating Sharks, etc.
As for selecting the Weeper, it is purely for risk hedging.
"Praise the great savior!"
When the name of the man-eating shark was announced, Tiberos jumped out in surprise and saluted. It felt like I had been hit.
Ron put away the list and took a deep look at the big shark. Subordinates who knew what was going on would always get more attention.
The selection of the battle group has ended.
Those war groups that were not selected were quite disappointed.
They had stayed in Baal for too long and had to return to their respective guard areas to continue resisting Chaos and aliens.
However, just when everyone was about to disperse, a new battle group arrived.
They asked to see the Savior.
After receiving the permission, the warriors in white power armor embellished with black walked into the hall together, their steps hurried, and there was a hint of worry in their excitement.
Those are the companies of the White Templars.
Everyone didn't know why, so they moved their positions to give way to the White Temple.
Ron looked at White Temple Captain Malakate, who was standing in front of the team, with a gentle smile: "Captain, you are a step too late. The victory celebration ceremony has long ended."
Malakate glanced at the crowd, hesitated and said loudly:
"Lord Savior, Lord Regent, we are here to complete an important thing, which is related to the fate of our battle group. Please You all serve as sacred witnesses!”
Hearing this, everyone became curious and focused their attention.
They looked at the White Temple with a hint of suspicion.
Many Chapters have heard of the Home Office's accusations against the White Templars, and it is very possible that disloyal blood flows in these warriors.
This is alarming.
That means that these White Templar warriors are not trustworthy and may betray their battle brothers and surrender to Chaos at any time.
Such betrayals have occurred several times in the empire, causing considerable damage and causing heavy casualties among loyal blood.
The loyal soldiers of the White Temple faced everyone's gaze, feeling inexplicable grievances and helplessness in their hearts.
But after they thought about what was about to happen, the negative emotions in their hearts dissipated a lot.
Perhaps after today, the White Templar will become one of the most loyal blood in the empire, no one can doubt it.
Ron also concentrated his attention, waiting for the White Templar Captain to speak.
With the crisp sound of armor hitting the ground.
Nearly a hundred soldiers of the White Temple suddenly knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads towards the Savior, shouting in unison with piety and worship:
"Father!"
? ? ?
Everyone, including the regent, showed a hint of shock, staring at the white temple, and then shifted to the savior.
White Temple recognized his father in public? !
Ron was also a little confused and didn't know how to respond.
Anyone who suddenly has so many "sons" will be a little overwhelmed, not to mention that he knows in his heart that these "sons" or genetic heirs have nothing to do with him.
But he calmed down quickly.
Ron didn't know what the situation was, so he didn't make any statement, he just looked at the White Temple Captain.
Waiting for the other party’s explanation.
After all, there must be evidence or a reason to identify his father, otherwise he would not be able to accept these cheap sons.
Malakate took a deep breath and projected a genetic data map, on which the comparison between the genes of the White Templar and the Primarch of Hope was clearly visible.
After White Templar obtained the savior’s gene seed, it immediately conducted research and obtained a surprising result.
That is the degree of compatibility between their gene seeds and the genes of the savior, reaching more than 70%.
In today's world of large-scale mutation of gene seeds, this data is higher than the genetic compatibility of many war groups with their parent group and original body.
The savior is very likely to be the genetic father of the White Templar!
Afterwards, Malakate sent this exciting news to the chapter leader who was leading the main expedition to seek the truth.
This new discovery surprised and surprised the White Templar Chapter Leader, and he also fell into hesitation.
Because they have also found clues and are gradually approaching another result.
There is undoubtedly a conflict between the two, so who is the real one?
After hesitation, the Chapter Master of the White Templars resolutely destroyed the clue because he could not guarantee whether the Primarch behind the clue was actually a renegade Primarch as the Ministry of Interior said.
They have no time to continue exploring. The White Temple may be declared a heretic at any time, or be exiled and go on a redemption expedition.
As the leader of the Chapter, he must be responsible for the Chapter.
And no matter how you look at it, the savior’s genetic data is more credible and a better choice.
Nothing can protect the White Templars more than a living Primarch.
After the White Templar Chapter leader destroyed the clues, he immediately stopped the expedition and led the team back. At the same time, he ordered Malakate to find the savior as quickly as possible.
Let the White Templars return to the arms of the Gene Father.
Of course, Malakate didn't know all this.
He only knew that the chapter leader and the priests gave the results, proved the authenticity of the data, and asked him to meet the savior on behalf of the White Temple and pray for his return as quickly as possible.
To avoid more accidents.
In the hall.
After everyone saw the highly consistent data and listened to the White Templar Captain’s story, most of their doubts dissipated.
This data seems to be purer than mine and my genetic father, what else is there to doubt?
Besides, no one dares to lie on this matter.
Otherwise, they will be spurned by everyone, even arouse the wrath of the original body, and completely lose their place in the empire.
After listening to the description of the White Templar Captain.
Ron finally knew why the other party wanted his gene seeds. It turned out that he wanted to do a "paternity test", which caused trouble...
But after all, he was a cheap son, so he didn't take it for free. Not accepted.
What's more, these White Templar warriors are indeed a bit miserable.
If I don't let them return, I'm afraid more tragedies will happen due to the empire's cunning operations.
The Empire forced anti-Space Marine Chapters not once or twice, but also sent a large number of Chapters to the Eye of Terror for the so-called Atonement Crusade.
Chunchun is sending supplies and troops to the Chaos Legion forces in the Eye of Terror. Ron looked at the Regent. On such an occasion, he must express his opinion, or if the other party knows the real father of White Templar, he can also speak out in advance.
To avoid embarrassment later.
After all, it’s not good for a person to have two fathers. Wouldn’t he become a stepfather by then?
Guilliman was also a little confused when he saw Ron's gaze.
He stared at the other person with big eyes and small eyes, conveying a meaning of "That's your son, it's none of my business."
In fact, the regent has been sleeping for ten thousand years and is not sure about the origin of the White Temple.
He may not even know how many genetic descendants he has.
Due to lack of gene seeds and mutations.
The genes in the gene seeds of each war group are simply like me in you and you in me. It is impossible to tell them clearly.
A lot of his gene seeds even flowed into the Eye of Terror due to black markets, plundering and other reasons, and a large number of Chaos Space Marines were cultivated.
I can’t tell at all.
And the regent himself took in many war groups who could not find their father and classified them as heirs.
Guilliman said nothing, but nodded solemnly, acknowledging the fact.
Now, the Imperial Regent and the Primarch of the Ultramarines have given an affirmative answer, giving them more legitimacy.
Everyone was waiting for the savior’s response.
If you want the Primarch to accept the White Templars and agree to their return, then it will be done and it will be irrefutable.
These warriors who have been questioned are the most loyal existences!
The soldiers of the White Templar were very nervous, with expectations in their eyes, hoping that the Gene Father would accept his return.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ron walked down the steps step by step and walked to Malakette's side.
He helped the company commander up:
"Welcome back, my sons..."
The savior accepted these wanderers with a gentle attitude They returned, and at the same time specially allowed the company commander to stand in the position closest to him.
That is an oath.
The White Templars were cleared of false accusations; they were loyal blood, the beloved children of the Primarch of Hope.
Everyone’s gaze on the White Templar warriors also changed.
These returning warriors are trustworthy beings, battle brothers who can be entrusted with their lives.
All this made the White Templar warriors tremble all over and shed tears.
It seems like all the grievances have been swept away.
In the next few days.
The Savior held a grand return ceremony for the White Temple, allowing the regent, many priests, chapter leaders, and nobles to witness this sacred ceremony.
At the same time, this matter was announced to the empire, heralding the true return of the White Templar...
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One week later.
The huge fleet that almost obscured Baal had left.
The Prince Regent led the First Fleet of the Indomitable Expedition into the Webway first, and rushed to the Nachmund Corridor in the Obscure Star Territory as quickly as possible for support.
He will usher in a war with Abaddon and the Chaos Alliance.
Bar Outer Orbital Airport.
Hundreds of large warships docked in this area, casting a dark shadow.
A large amount of war and logistics materials are loaded into these large battleships through the operation channels, and many space warriors are gradually boarding the ships.
Tiberos organized his equipment.
He looked at the White Temple Captain standing next to the savior from a distance.
Now, the purity and continuation of the White Temple bloodline are guaranteed, and with the blessing of the Savior, more resources can be obtained.
Those warriors were equipped with brand new equipment, enjoyed the luxurious treatment of the genetic heirs of the savior, and were given a very large battleship as a temporary base.
There was a hint of envy in Tiberius's eyes, and he felt like he was his biological son and I was a wild one.
He was lost in thought.
Then he suddenly bumped Malakin next to him with his elbow:
"Unlucky man, do you think we, the man-eating sharks, might be the descendants of the savior?"
< br>The leader of the Shark Chapter suddenly discovered that his genetic father seemed a bit vague.
? ? ?
Malakin's eyes widened when he heard this.
He looked at the barbarian with a look of contempt, saying, "You want to eat shit, this is absolutely impossible."
Tiberos didn't pay attention to Malakin's gaze. He decided to look back for an opportunity to ask the savior for a gene seed.
Not long after.
This elite fleet led by the savior also entered the Webway...
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The Webway.
The bridge of the Dream.
Ron stood in front of the observation dome, observing this magnificent webway building between reality and subspace. The black barrier spread to the endless distance.
There seems to be no end in sight.
Today's network tunnel is full of traces of construction, with a large number of green-skinned engineers wearing protective clothing working on it.
Various types of buildings are being constructed.
Occasionally, the radiance of the sacred tower can be seen flashing, dispelling the subspace and chaotic energy that has penetrated.
The development of the Internet has been going on for a long time.
When the ship passed a large intersection, Ron saw a huge city being repaired and built.
The Savior’s Territory is based on the ruins of the Ancient Spirit Tribe and has rebuilt a super-large city belonging to humans. Its carrying capacity is larger than any hive in the empire.
Like a continent in the Webway.
Able to carry hundreds of billions of humans.
Construction in the network tunnel is extremely difficult and requires more technical support, and the resources invested are unimaginable.
The network city in front of us is the largest project under construction in the Savior Territory. The resources produced by more than a thousand planets in the entire Savior Territory have been invested here.
And it is the galactic commercial center that Ron has high hopes for, which can connect the empire's transportation hubs and allow countless human civilizations to trade with each other.
This is a huge project.
To completely complete it will probably take a long time and terrifying resources.
Fortunately, all this is done regionally.
The first phase of the Galaxy Commercial Center project has entered the mid-to-late stage.
Buzz~
The Dream's subspace engine gave off a slight vibration.
That is the influence of chaotic energy.
Ron looked up and could see several large damaged areas. Chaos energy was slowly seeping in, seriously affecting the construction progress.
The penetration of these chaotic energies is like flooding underground water.
Making the pouring of the building difficult.
However, construction continues.
His eyes looked at the prismatic black mechanical creation next to him.
That is a subspace suppressor cast by Blackstone Technology, which can effectively slow down the influence of chaotic energy.
This will be of great help to the overall repair and construction work of the network.
The main reason why Ron was so anxious to go to the Eye of Terror to dig out Abaddon's lair was because of the Blackstone and Blackstone technology relics there.
There are many large-scale black stone buildings in the empire, such as black stone obelisks, black stone fortresses, and many black stone deposits.
These black stones are found throughout the galaxy.
But for a long time, the Empire had little understanding of Blackstone, and only regarded it as a building material for alien creations or Necron tombs.
During the Dark Crusade.
The Blackstone Fortress has shown amazing power in Abaddon's hands, and can even transform stars into supernovae, forming destructive super weapons.
At this time, many forces in the empire, especially the Inquisition and the Mechanicus, really began to study these black stone creations.
The Empire's research speed is extremely slow.
Until the eve of the Great Rift.
The great sage Caul finally discovered part of the uses of the black stone.
Now, the Empire already knows that the Black Stone is a weapon to restrain the subspace, and even holds the hope of closing the Great Rift and even the Eye of Terror.
For the Chaos and Alien camps, Black Stone is also extremely useful.
The main purpose of Abaddon's many dark expeditions is to destroy the black stone buildings of the empire and allow the Great Rift to spread at a faster rate.
Not only that.
He also studied many black stone technological structures to directionally amplify and induce subspace energy.
For example, the Obsidian Demonic Crown can reverse the polarity of the black stone and stably create a subspace rift through which demons can pass.
Those large black stone structures can even achieve the effect of isolating galaxies and even star fields, making related routes and communications completely ineffective.
What's more, black stone is an excellent building material. It is difficult to damage even artillery fire. Mining requires the use of heavy-duty power drills.
The black stone is so important.
This is true for all races across the galaxy, even for demons, and will become increasingly important in the future.
Related to the future of the galaxy.
Nowadays, various races and chaotic forces in the galaxy have realized the importance of the Black Stone, and are engaged in a technical competition regarding the Black Stone.
Whoever wins this competition will have more chances to survive in the Purgatory Galaxy and even usher in glory.
For this reason, various races and chaotic forces launched fierce wars to compete for these black stone resources.
The Vigilance Star War Zone, an area rich in black stone mineral deposits, is the embodiment of those wars.
It became the most dangerous battlefield in the galaxy.
The Savior Territory does not yet have the energy to intervene in the Vigilant Star War Zone and completely expel all races and chaos forces occupying that area in order to obtain a large amount of black stones.
But he had the opportunity to prostitute the black stone Abaddon had stored in the Eye of Terror for free.
Ron took a deep look at the Blackstone technology creation, turned around and walked to the seat next to him.
He needs to make more plans to ensure that he can successfully obtain those precious resources.
......
One month later, in the northwest of the Hazy Star Territory.
Hundreds of large warships jumped out of the void and entered a state of stasis. The ships' energy shielding devices were activated to reduce signal leakage as much as possible.
The distance in front of the fleet.
The giant black eye across the vast galaxy is watching everything, and you can see the chaotic energy twisting and swirling in it.
Like a bottomless abyss.
That is the Eye of Terror...
(End of Chapter)